(A/N: Oh yea I forgot about Toboe saying that, lol... and he's my fave too, I'm a bad Toboe fan. Yea, I've seen the whole series, but I couldn't think of anybody else to play as her. Well I'm not only crossing over with Wolf's Rain but also the Day After Tomorrow, so I don't have to include Jagada, but it's to early on to say what all might or might nothappen. So anyway, on with the next chapter!)

Stephanie and Randy sat staring into each other's eyes for what seemed at eternity to the impatient trio standing behind them, but the lovebirds had no need for time and space. Chris Jericho looked away as Matt Hardy moaned and groaned along with his now hungry stomach, due to the fact that Chris and John had been unsuccessful with dinner. And John Cena? Well he and his impatient tapping couldn't take it anymore.

"Alright, that's enough for now yo! We gotta get outta here before the man sees us!"

"Oh, right." Orton frowned and stood up, helping Stephanie stand as well. "Come Steph, you must run with us."

"Oh but Randy, what's the point." The young McMahon sighed. "We're broke, I've got nothing left to do or live for, so why bother escaping? If I end up marrying Triple H after all…."

Randy cut her off, "But you won't Steph! You won't because you'll come with us."

"But to where?" She blinked up at his stiff face.

Matt folded his arms, "Yea where to Randy? We've been running around all this time to find her, now where are we all going?"

Randy thought for a moment, "Well first, we should go back to the hotel."

Jericho and Cena eyed each other, then turned back, Jericho spoke cautiously, "Maybe we should go to a new hotel, Triple H might come looking for us, expecting us to be there."

"He's got a point." Cena added, going along with Chris's cover.

Randy nodded, "We can find the nearest hotel, then call to cancel our reservations at the other."

Matt smiled, "Sounds like a plan! Now come on, I'm starving!"

"Join the club." Cena leered down at Jericho, who blushed with humility. They all rushed off.

Inside the building, "WHAT!?"

The limo driver rushed out of the bathroom as the building shook and nearly crumbled, he struggled to pull up his pants, "What, what is it sir?"

"Where is Stephanie." His body trembled with rage, his eyes burning with hatred.

The limo driver buckled his belt, "Who?" Triple H roared, this time the building turning to dust and rubble.

The gang was running, they were far away enough by now to not have heard that bellow, but as she ran, Stephanie knew that something was going to happen. The sky had been turned off and on, it was on again after a brief off period. The rain was coming down hard in fast buckets. Luckily the thunder and lightning had stopped for the moment, but it was getting colder as the end of the day grew near. They finally stopped to walk slower, after getting a little tired. Jericho shivered a little as they walked and sneezed, rubbing his nose.

"Great, now the kids got a cold." Cena let his arms fall down to the side.

"Kid!? For the last time… bah." Jericho just gave up and continued walking, his nose twitching.

Randy finally stopped, Stephanie wrapped up by his side, "This hotel is fine, we should stay in here before it gets worse out."

"Good idea." Stephanie smiled, starting to feel cold herself.

They went inside, it was a very fancy hotel inside, it looked very dignified and respectable, like a library at an expensive university. Randy and Stephanie went to the front desk to make the reservation. John, Chris and Matt walked over to where the stairs led up to a dining balcony, there was classical music coming from above, along with chatter and the smell of food. The three stomachs growled like dogs, and finally the couple came back over.

"So, how long are we staying?" Cena asked.

"Yea, and how much will it cost?" Matt added.

Stephanie smiled, "Not to worry, luckily the lobby receptionist recognized me and knew of my mishap, plus she said she was a fan of the WWE. So we don't have to pay much, plus she said we can stay the weekend for the cost of one normal week day."

Jericho counted on his fingers, "So, I take it, that's a lot?"

Randy sighed and smiled, "Just humor the boy."

Jericho growled, "For the last time, I'm, achoo!"

"He's The Snot Nosed Kid! Criminals beware!" Matt taunted.

"Shut, up!" Jericho got in his face.

"Sh." Cena lifted a finger to his lip. "Use your indoor voice."

Jericho began to jump around, stomping his feet and waving his hands in the air, "I'm not a child, I'm not a child, I'm not a child, I'm not a child, I'm not a child, etc…."

Stephanie sighed, rubbing the bridge of her nose, "Somebody needs a nap." Jericho finally fell to the floor.

"Oh, and is your tantrum finally finished?" Randy smiled at himself, amused.

Stephanie went over to him and felt his forehead, "I think we need to get him to bed."

Matt stretched, "Yea, I wouldn't mind resting myself."

"After food." Cena ran off.

"Hey wait, you'll eat it all!" Matt ran after.

Randy watched them and smiled down at Stephanie, "Come on, let's go too."

"Food, alright!" Jericho sat up immediately and ran off after the other two.

Stephanie turned to Randy and sighed, they went along after the three empty food bags. They ate a lot considering the meals there were free, which was very nice considering how much it cost to stay there, which we won't go into, but anyway none the less! Matt, John and Chris all pigged out like they hadn't eaten in days. Stephanie and Randy watched in shock, as did all of the others in the dining area, all of which were dressed up in elegant dresses or fancy tuxedos. Stephanie hid her red face as Randy picked at his food.

"Hey, you gonna eat that?" Matt pointed to Orton's plate.

"No…" He shoved it over, Matt began to eat off it.

"Hey, you pig!" Cena grabbed the plate and began to eat off it. Jericho was eating too much too fast and choked, he pounded on his chest, turning blue in the face.

"Randy, use the heimlich!" Stephanie gasped.

Randy slapped Jericho hard on his back, causing him to swallow it, "You alright?"

"Less talk, more eat." Jericho said with his mouth full.

"Disgusting." A waitress gasped. "No wonder he'd choke."

Finally everyone finished eating and gorging and went to their room, it was big, there were four beds, three smaller cot sized ones that looked like a siblings twin bunk, the fourth bed was a larger queen sized one. Matt and Chris began to fight over who got which bed as Stephanie and Randy went over to sit down on the larger one.

Cena smirked, folding his arms, "Oh, and now the wonderment is made clear…"

Randy looked up, "Don't hate a brother out of jealousy."

"Bah." Cena turned his back and walked over to the bed Chris and Matt were fighting over, and laid down on it. They both began to moan and groan. "Be quiet!"

"Fine." Matt walked over to the next bed and laid down on it. "Good night."

Stephanie turned off the light as Jericho jumped onto his bed, "Night! A, ah-achoo!"

"I said be quiet!" Cena yelled in the darkness, but outside, the cold pelting rain was getting harder as the thunder and lighting began to rare up again. The storm was feeding off some high level negative energy, and it was coming from none other than Triple H.