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An Unexpected Twist

"Steph, I'm back," Jericho said as he entered his locker room. Spotting Steph on the couch with her head in her hands, he shut the door gently behind him and locked it. Then he walked over to her and sat down.

"Hey, it'll be ok," he said, putting his arm around her and giving her an affectionate squeeze. "Don't be crying."

"I can't help it," she said. "Bischoff is ruining our chance by pairing me up with Triple H again."

"Actually, Eric admitted that it was Triple H's brilliant idea," he said. "I mean, I can see why he can't get over you, but doesn't he see that you don't want him?"

"I've made it painfully clear that I don't want him," she said. "His skull is just too thick to understand."

"A few well-aimed chair shots could take care of that problem," he said, getting angry again, "but Eric made this stupid stipulation where if I injure him I get suspended indefinitely."

"What? That's bull!" she exclaimed. "And what about you? Did he say the stipulation went both ways?"

"Sort of. I can only really hurt him if it's in self-defense," he said. "But that's it."

"That is total B.S.," she stated. "And it's not fair at all."

"I know, but I did get a few licks in a little while ago before I got back," he admitted.

"What'd you do?" she asked curiously.

"Triple H was basically insulting both of us, so I went to hit him and he reminded me I would get suspended if I injured him. I agreed with him, but when he wasn't expecting it I kicked him in the stomach and punched him in the face," he said with a smile.

"Chris! Did you injure him?" she asked worriedly.

"Of course not. I'll just wait until we're in the ring to do that," he answered.

"And I'll be right in your corner cheering you on while you're giving him the whipping he so righteously deserves!" she vowed.

"That's a comforting thought," he said. "In fact, I'm gonna go back to Eric's office and demand a match with Triple H next week on Raw."

"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked.

"Nah, I'll be ok," he said, leaning over to give her a kiss.

"I'll just go grab some snacks then," she said. "I'm getting kinda hungy."

"Are you sure you're not just hungry for my body?" he teased.

"Oh definitely," she said with a smile, "but my stomach's growling, too. I'll meet you back here, ok?"

"Cool," he said.

They both got up to leave. In the hallway, she went in one direction while he went in the other. Both wore huge smiles on their faces...

Stephanie's smile got wider when she saw her old friend, Kurt Angle coming towards her.

"Hey, Kurt, how's it going?" she asked. "I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Don't 'hey, Kurt' me!" he said angrily. He looked over her shoulder to see if Jericho was still there. She looked, too. Jericho was nowhere in sight.

"Kurt? Are you ok?" she asked, raising her eyebrow.

"Hell no, you little slut!" he exclaimed, then dragged Stephanie, who was shocked into complete silence, down the hallway...

WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH KURT ANGLE? NEVER SAW THAT COMING, HUH?