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Stephanie looked at Jericho with a serious expression on her face and he smiled nervously, wondering whether or not Sara was his child. He'd die if she wasn't...
"She's ours...together!" Stephanie exclaimed with a huge smile.
Jericho looked from Steph to little Sara, noticing for the first time how much she looked like both him and Stephanie. She had Stephanie's brown hair, his blue eyes, Stephanie's beautiful lips, his ears... This baby was the spitting image of them both, now that he had taken the time to notice.
"Such a perfect little creation," Jericho murmured. He kissed his wife tenderly on the forehead, then gently leaned down to pick up his tiny daughter. So fragile, so beautiful...
"I love you, Stephanie," he said, looking at his wife. He gazed at the tiny infant cradled in his arms. "And I love you, too, little Sara..."
"I'm sure she loves you, too," Steph said. She sighed happily and kissed him. "But not as much as I do..."
And so began a beautiful chapter in the lives of Chris, Stephanie, and their beautiful creation, Sara...
I had to end it! As you guys can see, I'm such a sucker for happy endings! Hope ya liked it...
Coming up in a sequel someday in the future: Sara's all grown up, or so she thinks (she's only 18). What happens when grandfather Vince (who's old as dust) invites her on the road with the WWE for a week and she meets a mysterious guy about her age named Jase, who looks like a mixture between... Lita and Triple H? (suspenseful music plays...)