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The Realization

Steph could barely think straight as she headed back to Jericho's locker room. Her once huge appetite had disappeared. She entered Jericho's locker room, sat down on the couch. and let her tears flow freely. She didn't understand what had happened. She couldn't even begin to understand why Kurt had acted that way, and it really hurt just to think about why he had attempted to rape her.

"Stephanie?" Jericho said as he stepped into the room and found her sitting on the couch and crying once again. He couldn't take much more of her crying. It seemed like ever since they'd come backstage she'd been crying at one time or another. He had to find out some way to put an end to it. What had happened to the bold and brave Stephanie McMahon that he used to know and admire?

"Oh Chris!" she exclaimed, jumping up and running over to him to throw her arms around him.

"What happened to you, sweetheart?" he asked. He held her out at arm's length to look her over. "Oh, what happened to your neck?"

"It was... I was going to get the snacks like I said I would and..." She couldn't get her words out.

"It was Triple H. It had to be. I'm going to hurt him!" he exclaimed. "How did it happen?"

"It wasn't Triple H, Chris," she said, the tears flowing even more. "It was Kurt!"

"Kurt? As in Kurt Angle?" he asked, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're fucking kidding me!"

"No, I'm serious," she said, struggling to gain control of her voice and stop crying. She cleared her throat. "I was on my way to get the snacks and he came out of nowhere and dragged me all the way to the other side of the building. He started ranting and raving about how I've led him on all these years, how he knew that I wanted him..."

"That doesn't explain these red marks on your neck... These passion marks..." His voice trailed off as he swallowed hard and waited for her to continue.

"He started kissing me and sucking on my neck and grinding on me and stuff," she said in a rush. "And he started asking me what my favorite position was. And he was really rude!"

"That little Olympic prick tried to rape you, Steph?" he asked, shocked.

"Yeah... Until Hunter showed up and scared him off," she said.

He let her go. 'Wait, wait, Hunter showed up?" he asked.

"Yeah, and just in time," she answered. "I still hate his guts though."

The wheels started turning in his head. "Kurt Angle, your long-time friend, shows up out of nowhere and attacks you. He tries to rape you, and who would show up but Triple H?" he asked. "I find that to be highly suspicious."

"What are you saying?" she asked as he stood there looking off into space with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"I'm saying, maybe they're in this together," he said. "Because it doesn't seem like something Kurt Angle would do to you. The geek practically idolizes you!"

She started to understand what he was saying, and suddenly it all made sense!

"Of course! You're right," she said. "I mean, Kurt would never have done something like that to me!"

"That ex husband of yours is a real jackass. Who would've thought that he'd stoop to a low level like that? Or better yet, that he could make Kurt Angle stoop so low?"

"Hunter does that to people," she said. "He has this power to get in your head and influence you and make you do things that you really don't want to do."

"I see," he said. "What do you say we get a little revenge?"

"I like the way you think... What's the plan?"

"The plan? We're gonna seduce Angle..."

"We?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "As in, me and you? Together?"

"No, just you, babe," he said, correcting his previous statement...

SEDUCE KURT ANGLE? CAN I JUST SAY EW!