After all the surprises lately, especially that night, it was hard for everyone to go back to their rooms, be quiet, and go to sleep, but that's what the lady at the front desk so kindly asked of them, and so they had to oblige. The husband and wife, Crash and Nidia, soon to be parents, shared a room naturally, as did the other couple of Chyna and Eddie Guerrero, who were surprisingly enough not found that night with the others. But after seeing Oolong asleep outside their door with a 'do not disturb' sign on the knob, they guessed why. Dan and Kurt Angle shared a room, as did Mick Foley and Kurt Angle, the remaining divas all bunked together, Lita, Trish Stratus and Victoria, Jeff Hardy and Christian shared a room but somehow turned it into a fort pillow fight. Edge wanted to stay with Lita after being apart for so long, but because he wasn't expected to be there, he couldn't pull her out of her room now, so he bunked with Jericho and Benoit, but when he came into the room, he found somebody else laying on his fold away cot. "Jericho."

"Hey Edge." He smirked at him. "Why don't you take the hotel bed?"

"Because it's your room, you and Benoit are up for dibs first on beds."

"Yea, that's right." Benoit spoke up from the far hotel bed. "And he chose the cot, leaving you the other hotel bed. So be a good boy now and listen to your Champ."

Edge smirked back over at Jericho who wore a successful grin, "Alright Champ. Just don't get used to it, all that power to your head is gonna turn you into a hot air balloon."

"He didn't need a belt for that. He's had plenty of hot air since the day he was born."

"Hey." Jericho laughed at Benoit's remark, as did Edge.

"Yea, the room feels kinda nippy, Jericho, hey, open up and tell us about that time you caught a fish this big." Edge exaggerated with his arms.

"Oh no, that wasn't a fish, that's another appendage you're thinking of." Jericho winked.

"Oh!" Benoit laughed at the burn.

Edge blushed, "Yea right, like I've ever seen you naked."

"True." Jericho closed his eyes. "But you like to dream don't ya."

"Shut up!" Edge laughed and playfully socked him on the shoulder.

"Ow, hey. Come on man." Jericho rubbed his arm.

"Wow." Edge looked at his fist. "I guess I'm not used to my own strength anymore."

"Well it figures, you've been out for a year." Benoit spoke up.

"Yea, but I've been training." Edge turned back to Jericho. "Maybe it's Jericho who's gone soft."

"Yea, I'm real tenderized." Jericho stopped rubbing the sore spot. "I haven't trained in like, what, six, seven months?"

Edge blinked in shock, "Wow, really? I'm surprised."

"Well, we all have been these past few days haven't we." Jericho shrugged.

Edge frowned, "No I'm serious."

"Edge." Jericho looked back up at him. "We haven't had a threat since Rocky, it's been a year, why train our powers if we're never going to need them? I'm not going to use them again are you? I've gone back to fighting the way we did before Roswell."

"Jericho…"

"And if you haven't then good for you."

"Yea, I just hope I don't kick your ass so hard that I break your brain." Jericho leered at him for that comment, but Edge continued. "Here I was looking forward to fighting you at your top peek physical condition, and it looks like now you've dwindled back down to the level you stood at before the whole Rocky mess came about."

"Edge." Jericho cut him off. "You're starting to sound like Eddie Guerrero."

"I don't care. I may not be Champ anymore, but I know when I'm right."

"So what you're saying is, you're disappointed in me?"

Edge nodded, "And the wheels start turning."

Jericho frowned, "Fine, if that's the way you really feel."

Edge sighed, "Look, Jericho, I…"

Jericho got under the blanket and turned his back to him, "Good night Edge. I was looking forward to having you back, and I'm still waiting on him. The belt isn't what gives you the attitude, your ego does, and maybe not having the title now made you realize just how wrong you are."

"What, Jericho, I…"

"Wake me when you grow up, I'll be waiting for Edge to arrive by tomorrow like scheduled."

Edge sighed and shook his head, running his hands through his hair. He went over to his bed and sat down, "Man, what's his problem? The belt and his ego don't mix I guess…"

"Edge." Edge turned at Benoit's voice. "You know I hate to, but I have to agree with Jericho, he's right you know."

"What do you mean?"

"This past year out has changed you, somewhere the real old Edge still lives inside. Maybe winning the title back will bring him back out, or maybe using your brain will spark something."

"Old Edge. Heh, I haven't changed Benoit."

"In appearance no, but inside, I can see the difference."

Edge looked at the floor, "Has my injury really changed me that much?"

"Face it Edge, you nearly died saving Jericho's life, after the x-ray showed you had a broken neck, Jericho felt extreme remorse, he figured it should've been him, he would be the one dead right now and you still would've been champion after beating The Rock."

"No, I wasn't strong enough and you know that, Jericho was, and I knew that. Here I was looking forward to coming back after a year of training, coming back to face Jericho for the title. Jericho was stronger than me before my injury, I wanted to know if he still would be once I made my return. But now it looks like I'll never get my wish."

"Edge, Jericho wanted to lie down for you! You have no idea how much that kid cares for you!"

"If he cared as much about me as I do for him, then maybe we'd be getting somewhere with this match."

"Edge, you still have to beat Eddie. He's been training too, you might not stand a chance."

Edge smirked, "Please. Eddie? He could've beaten me in the beginning, but I became stronger than him, I'm still one step ahead of him."

Benoit sighed, "You really have been gone long haven't you." Edge looked up at him. "Things have changed, I guess, I never realized how much until you came back. I guess now, it's time for you to see how different the world is now that you're back in it." Edge sighed and stared back at the ground. Benoit lay down, "Good night Edge."

"Good night, Benoit…" Edge sighed, stare into space, then lay down to try and sleep.