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Bischoff Drops A Bomb

"Oh, I don't see how I was ever married to him!" Stephanie said angrily when they reached Jericho's locker room.

"You were young," Jericho said, opening the door for her. "We all do things that we aren't necessarily proud of when we're young."

Stephanie walked inside and Jericho shut the door behind them. Just as a precautionary measure, he locked it as well. There, that way no one would burst into the room and interrupt them.

"Being young doesn't excuse the fact that I made a big mistake when I married him," she said, sitting down on a couch.

"Actually, I remember you being passed out when you married him," he said, sitting down next to her.

"That's true," she said, "but I wasn't even remotely passed out when I turned on my dad and decided to stay with him."

"He had you totally brainwashed," he said. "That's the only explanation."

"I just wanted to rebel," she said truthfully, "but that little rebellion wasted years of my life that I could have spent with someone like you."

"Someone like me," he asked, "or just me?"

"Just you..." Her voice trailed off as she moved a little closer to him on the couch. "Look, I just want to apologize for everything I've done to you in the past. You didn't deserve any of it," she said.

"I was an ass to you, too," he said. "I was just frustrated because I wanted something that I couldn't have. Or rather, someone I couldn't have..."

"Let's just put the past behind us and begin a good future, how about that?" she asked, holding her hand out. "Do we have a deal?"

"I'd rather seal our little deal with a kiss," he said.

He didn't wait for her to say yes or no, he just leaned in and briefly kissed her. When he pulled back, he looked at her.

Her lips curved into a smile. "That's how you seal a deal? Let me show you the proper way to kiss me..."

"Show me," he said, smiling as she leaned forward. He hadn't wanted to come on too strong, which was why he'd only brushed his lips across hers. Now that he knew that she wanted something more... Well, who was he to deny Vince McMahon's daughter?

Their lips met for the second time in a minute, and this time there was no holding back. Her tongue slid expertly into his mouth as he pulled her as close as possible, craving the heat of her hot body. She ran her fingers through his hair as she kissed him. She'd dreamed of the way this would feel, not having to hide her feelings from him anymore, but her dreams hadn't even come close to what she was feeling now. The same was true for him. His fantasies about her didn't even begin to measure up to what he was feeling now.

"Steph, if we don't stop now, we're gonna go too far," he said breathlessly.

"Maybe I wanna go too far," she said, pushing him down on the couch and straddling him. "Maybe I want your body..."

He'd been dreaming of her saying that. "Oh, it's like a fantasy come true," he said. "Are you sure about this?"

"Do you doubt me?" she asked. "If so, you shouldn't. This lust for you... It's been getting stronger and stronger for the last few years."

"And you think it's time we do something about it?" he teased her, running his hands up and down her body.

"My body sure does," she told him, getting up to shed the cat suit. "I can't get out of this quick enough. Remind me never to wear it again."

"Now why would I do that? You look so sexy in it!" he exclaimed.

"But I'm sure you'll think I'm sexier when I'm naked," she pointed out.

"You know, you're probably right. Let me help you," he said, standing up.

"Oh, you're such a gentleman," she said with a little smile. "So ready and willing to help me get naked..."

"Ready and willing? You got that right," he said in a husky voice as he hurriedly unzipped the cat suit.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Go away!" both Jericho and Stephanie yelled at whoever was at the door.

"Sorry, no can do," said an annoying voice that they recognized as Eric Bischoff. "Now I suggest you two open this door right now."

"Damn it," Jericho swore. He helped her zip her cat suit back up and then looked down at his pants. "Gee, hope that's not too obvious," he said.

"Oh, it's obvious," Steph said with a smile. "When he leaves, I'll fix that for ya."

Jericho opened the door for Bischoff, who looked totally irate. "What the HELL were you two thinking out there?" he yelled, not bothering to say hello as he shoved past Jericho and went into the room. "Shut the damn door!"

Jericho shut the door. "Now is that the proper way to greet me, Eric?" Steph asked, arching a brow at him.

"No, no, I guess it's not. But what the HELL were you two thinking?" Eric repeated angrily. "This isn't in the storyline! This isn't part of the script!"

"Well now it is," Steph said. "And the fans love it!"

"It's been a long time coming," Jericho agreed. "Why not just give the fans what they want?"

"They're not gonna want a soppy Jericho and Stephanie love story," Eric said. "They want the two of you arguing and fighting. The rivalry made money!"

"But that's over," Jericho said. "The only reason we ever fought was because of Triple H, really."

"Is that so? Well then, here's a brilliant idea. Let's just have him enter the picture again," Eric said. "Since you two want to create some headlines together, I'll have you two be together for a few weeks..."

"Just a few weeks? What's up with that?" Steph asked, confused.

"Yeah, just a few weeks?" Jericho asked, not liking the sound of it.

"Yeah, and then the creative team is gonna have Triple H enter the picture again. Ironically, Jericho is gonna turn on Stephanie, maybe cheat on her with... I dunno, Trish Stratus or somebody," Eric said, "and Triple H is gonna be there with her to pick up the pieces."

"I don't need Trish in a romantic storyline with me. Been there, done that," Jericho said. "This isn't gonna work!"

"Oh, it's gonna work. And it's gonna have a very nice Triple H/Stephanie McMahon reunion," Eric said, smiling evilly. "Now if you'll excuse me..."

Eric opened the door and went out. Jericho and Steph looked at each other, both shocked. The mood was ruined, and their whole plan was falling to pieces right before their eyes.

"Oh my God," Steph said. Her eyes got all teary. "Why is he doing this?"

Jericho could only think of one thing. "He's going to put you back with Triple H?" He frowned, his body tensed. "There's no way I'm letting that happen! Stay here," he told her, and ran out the door after Eric.

JERICHO CONFRONTS ERIC... COMING SOON!