Chapter 9
A/N: Sorry again for the delay! It's my last vacation before school; so yeah… Anyways, once again ChrisBenoitRules reviewed first! - That's just awesome. And I know by now someone else has, so thanks again! So, without further adieu- let's get back to where I left off.
Disclaimer: I thought it'd be nice to tell you that I don't own anyone but Seany, that mean red-headed woman, and Demi. I DON'T own MTV, or McDonalds, or any other company/place that I might mention…Thought I should tell you!
Seany could feel someone shaking her shoulder once more. Slowly she opened one eye- it was John; again. Since she had stayed awake for most of the plane ride, she had fallen asleep in the car ride to Chris's 'mansion'. She thought the term was over rated.
"Seany, look at my house."
"It's my house, idiot." Jericho corrected him from Seany's other side, and she realized that she had no hope whatsoever as to getting to sleep once more. She lazily looked over at him, rubbing her forehead to try and wake herself up.
"Do you really think I care right now?" Seany asked, leaning her head back against the seat. "I'm beat tired John."
John raised an eyebrow as if to protest, but seemingly decided not to. It wasn't like he wouldn't get a chance to later. "Aww... Seany, lemme hold you." John jokingly tried to put an arm around, her but she instantly pushed him off.
"Leave me alone." Seany whined, sitting up straight. She looked around for the nameless kitten; finding its tiny body asleep on the hand rest. She smiled a little and decided to leave it alone; she knew that John would probably start to mess with it anyways.
"Here sweetheart." Chris picked up the kitten gently, placing it on Seany's lap as it began to sluggishly open its eyes and look around.
"What?" She asked in reference to what he had called her, slowly arching an eyebrow. Although she was tired and her hair was lightly messed up from the sleep, she still looked ridiculously curious.
"I said 'here'." Jericho replied, leaning back against the tinted window. Seany noticed that outside the sun had risen and it had that early morning effect on the light. Delicately, she began to scratch the kitten behind the ears once more; she had discovered that his ears were his favorite place to be touched.
Almost instantly he began to purr, and Seany looked over at John, whom was also leaning on the window. What was wrong with them?
She noted the large gate that they were stopped at- where the driver had to say something in his booth to get let in. It wasn't as elaborate as some that she had seen; her father's or some of the other stars on MTV for example- but it did look like there was some money put into it.
"It's- big." Seany managed honestly, blinking to make sure she wasn't still asleep. It was obvious that John had been living there- from the Escalades out front to the silver and diamond trimmed basketball goals at the ends of the driveway.
"Isn't it?" Chris asked, climbing out and holding the door open for Seany to follow him. John only smirked, stretching as soon as his feet hit the pavement.
20 minutes later…
Chris turned around, closing his bedroom door behind him. They were all three in the hallway, John drinking a Gatorade and Seany curiously peering around the banister and corners once more. Somehow Chris had gotten a whole room for the kitten- which was where he and John had forced it to stay for a while. "So- what do ya think?" Chris asked, turning back towards the two.
"It's… Nice, it's cool." She looked over the side of the rail once more, staring at the fluffy white carpet below. "You guys are lucky." She muttered, not that she hadn't ever been in a huge house before. She did live with Shawn Michaels- but John and Chris's house was a lot more… In style rather than her Dad's was.
"Yeah, well; about that," Chris started, and John took another long drink of Gatorade like he did in France. Chris leaned against the rail beside Seany, looking over at her. "You remember what we talked about at the Eiffel?"
Seany raised an eyebrow and looked back at him. "Naming the kitten?"
"No- the; the other thing."
"The part about us having a baby?" Seany asked innocently, although she had known it all along. Chris seemed to catch onto this, although he decided not to pursue it any further.
"Yeah… Shouldn't we at least be…" He moved his hands between them, and it was another first for Y2J to be at a loss of words. "You should be here too."
"I am here." She replied.
Chris glared at her gently. He could see through the game that she was playing; although he found it amusing. "You know... John and I think you should move in." The thought had occurred to Seany a few times before; but she was so confused as to what she was going to do. She still hadn't told Shawn yet- and she knew that it was something that was probably on Chris's mind a lot.
"Uh, no- Chris wants you to move in. I don't have anything to do with it." John corrected him, leaning against the wall. "I'm not the one who got you pregnant in the first place."
Seany giggled a little at his comment. She had slowly gotten fond of John's personality; although she would never admit it to anyone. "I don't know, it would take forever… And what about my Dad?"
"Don't worry about anything; I can take care of it. I just need to know if you want to or not." Chris assured her, and Seany knew somehow that he wasn't lying. She sighed as if it were a hard decision that would kill her.
"I guess." She replied, grinning happily once more. She turned to John and winked at him. "That means you have to live with me."
"No, that means you have to live with me- idiot." John responded, taking another gulp of Gatorade as he walked away. Seany was already beaming at her decision; she knew she would be a lot happier and even better off. Maybe she could finally forget her past and move on.
Chris also seemed pleased; a content smile had found its way to his face. "You know Seany- we do care about you... I know it hasn't been really long, but we do." He turned from the banister to look at her as he talked.
"You mean you. Every time you say we, John isn't included." She corrected him as John had done.
"He cares- he just can't show it."
"And you do?" Seany smirked at her witty comeback. Chris didn't seem to enjoy it all as much as she did.
"Yes, I do." Jericho said matter-of-factly, and then looked back over the side of the railing. "You need to name that kitten."
"You need to name our baby." Seany shot back just as quickly as he had said it.
"Alright," A mischievous smile spread across his face. "Jess-" He paused and could tell that Seany was already glaring at him. "Ica."
"Oh, good choice- it is going to be a girl."
"No, it's a boy."
"Shut-up Chris, I know." Seany countered playfully.
"No, I know." Chris and John had to always get the last word in during an argument; which was why Seany found it so entertaining to watch. She decided to let him go ahead and think what he wanted to- neither of them knew for certain yet. But soon she changed her mind.
"Ok, let's make a deal- the kitten gets to be a boy, and the baby gets to be a girl."
Chris rolled the compromise over in his mind, rubbing his chin as if he was thinking hard. "You can name the kitten and I get to name the baby."
"But the kitten's mine!"
"Fine, you give me a list of names you like, and I get to pick one." Jericho smirked slightly at his thought- Seany probably couldn't resist. They both knew that they'd end up naming the baby together; but neither one could help but to try and tease the other in one way or another.
"Ok." Seany agreed, now wondering what had happened to John. There hadn't been a time yet that he left for over a few minutes and didn't come back with some sort of prank that only he found funny. Unless if he played it on someone besides Seany; then she found it funny. "I want to name him Napoleon."
"Napoleon?" Chris asked, realizing that she was now talking about the kitten and not about the baby. The adventurer had always been one of Seany's favorite historical people- even if it was just the French name that had attracted her to him in the first place. "It is your kitten… Why not Pocahontas?"
"Because Pocahontas was a woman; and Indian woman." Seany explained, though she thought the idea was diffidently comical. "He's not exactly an Indian colored cat."
"Yeah, well the Napoleon Bonaparte that I read about wasn't exactly black either." Seany laughed a little once more at Chris's comment. "But you can name him that if you want."
Seany shrugged. "Well, I really wasn't looking for your permission."
"Whatever."
Late that night…
Seany woke up to the sound of someone walking by her door for what seemed the millionth time that night. Napoleon's head quickly popped up as Seany rolled out of the bed, quickly getting to his feet and jumping off the side of the mattress. Seany had chosen one of the guest rooms to be 'hers'; although nothing but her suitcase and her purse was in there with her.
She opened the door to a crack, looking outside. Her room was on the first floor, close to the living room and the kitchen. It was slightly bigger than a master bedroom, and had its own bathroom. But that wouldn't protect her from any thieves that might happen to break in…
"RUN!" The loud voice caused Seany and Napoleon to jump at the same time, Seany not hesitating to slam the door in front of her and the kitten. Then she figured out who had yelled; and suddenly remembered that Jericho was an absolute idiot.
"What are you-" Seany walked into the living room to see Chris reclined in a chair, yelling at the huge flat screen TV. It was replaying the baseball game from earlier that day; the game that didn't plat at- midnight? That was the time the clock read when Seany looked over at it.
"Dammit!" Chris yelled at the TV, throwing one of the pillows off the couch next to him at the screen. Seany stood there, blinking as if she didn't believe what she was seeing. Then she realized that someone was beside her.
"I see you've met the seemingly drunk Chris-2-J?" John asked, looking at Chris then back to the game.
"Seemingly? You mean he's not drunk?" Seany asked, glancing at John then started to watch Chris once more. "He sure does act the part."
"Doesn't he?" John took a sip from the drink in his hand, staring at the TV. "He gets this way when he's tired. He's been up since about 3 this morning." He added, flinching slightly as someone scored. Seany couldn't tell who it was- she wasn't really that into baseball. At least not West Coast baseball; she watched a lot of the Braves games on PPV at her 'old' home.
"3?" She asked, looking up at the screen. "Will he remember any thing he does?"
"Yeah, he just acts drunk- but he'll remember all the crap that he didn't do on purpose." John answered, drinking some more out of the cup in his hand.
"God!" Chris roared once more as the game ended; obviously his team was the one that had lost by 6 points. As the TV flicked off, he noticed that he wasn't exactly alone. "Hey."
"Wassup." John asked, sitting down on the end of the couch.
"Hey Chris." Seany said happily, walking over to his other side. "You're team lose?"
"Yeah but- hey Seany." Chris looked up at her and patted his leg. "Sit down Sean." Seany raised an eyebrow for about the 5th time that day, not moving from her position beside him. "It's alright, I won't bite I promise."
Seany sighed, walking over to the front of the chair and carefully sitting down on his lap. Because the chair was reclined, it caused her body to lean against his slightly. Seany could hear John laughing lightly beside them; and Chris obviously hadn't discovered that there was an onlooker.
"What do you want," Seany asked, putting her hands on his chest to keep herself from lying against him. Chris put an arm around her waist, using his other hand to gently rub her arm.
"Just lay down- I'm not going to hurt you." He said quietly, ignoring her question. The chair slowly rocked back and forth, making a low squeaking noise that mixed with John's laughter- which hadn't stopped yet.
As Seany mutely refused, he stopped rubbing her arm and put his hand on her hip, using his other hand to play with the back of her hair. "C'mon Seany, lay your head down, it's ok." He tried to reassure her, and Seany could hear John's bouts of laughter slowly getting louder.
"God Chris." She whispered coldly, giving in and lying her head down on his shoulder. She had to admit, it was pretty comfortable. She felt like she could fall asleep, the way that the chair was rocking back and forth slowly; that and the fact that it was in the middle of the night. John had immediately stopped as soon as Seany had agreed, and was probably now watching their every move so he could tell the world as soon as he was given the chance.
"See, you're fine." Chris said, wrapping his arms around her and resting his head against hers. Seany now had no clue what was going on, and didn't really care. Chris was just so- she had no clue he could be so cuddly. Even if he was somewhat 'drunk', cuddly was something that Seany enjoyed- a lot.
"I'm going to regret this." The words hit Seany somewhere that she thought had disappeared; somewhere that she had thought was gone since she had moved in with her father. "Tomorrow, I'll be mad at myself." Seany reluctantly sat up, causing Chris to open his previously closed eyes.
"Just- stop." Seany muttered, looking away from him and sighing. The rocking paused for a few moments while Jericho was trying to figure out what was going on. "You don't have to like me Chris." She knew that it was like a movie for John now- somewhat a drama that was slowly getting better from his point of view; but for Seany it was getting worse by the second.
"No, I need to tell you something- Sean, come 'ere." He tugged on her arms like he had on the Eiffel Tower, and got the exact same reaction. "I like you Seany; please lay back down." Please? From what Seany could remember Chris had never used the word. Uncertainly she lay back down, waiting for the moment that she could go back to her room and try to forget what had happened.
"Guess what." He asked, stroking her hair.
"What." Seany wasn't very enthusiastic, and probably wouldn't be for a while.
"I like you; but I couldn't tell you."
A wave of relief hit Seany, washing away all of the hatred that she had been building up against Chris. Then she blushed slightly, and knew without looking that John's eyes were about to pop out of his head. "Why not?" She asked, now starting to like this Chris. Secrets were something that she loved- and she couldn't resist but to hear some more.
"Because of John and you would know." He put his finger up to his lips in a 'don't tell anyone' gesture. Seany giggled and sat up, looking at him.
"Whatever." It was funny- he wasn't even making sense to her, which was probably good on Chris's part.
"I'm sorry." Chris apologized, tucking some of her hair behind one of her ears.
"For what?"
"For being so mean to you."
Seany laughed. Chris really did seem like he had drank too much alcohol. "Go to sleep Chris." He just nodded as she climbed out of the chair, picking up Napoleon.
"Bye Sean."
Seany smiled, Napoleon starting to purr as she scratched him behind the ears once more. "Night." She winked at John, whom was dumbfounded by the last few moments; then walked down the hall and into her bedroom.
8:00 the next morning…
It wasn't hard for Seany to wake up the next morning. She had gotten some sleep; but it had taken her a while to get more due to her deep thinking about the appointment and the events that had taken place the night before.
Napoleon's tiny sides rose and fell as he breathed slowly during one of his many short naps. Seany silently opened the door and walked out, trying not to wake him up. Succeeding, she smiled and walked into the kitchen, where John was already at the bar.
"He still asleep?" Seany asked, sitting beside him.
"Yep.. He'll probably be up any minute now." John smiled at the thought; Seany knew that he was going to give Chris hell about the night before. "You ok?"
"Yeah, why?" She asked, a little confused as to why John actually cared about how she was.
"'Cause that was the funniest shit I've ever seen."
Seany laughed a little and hit his arm; but it was true- the whole day before had been a huge twist in her life, and most likely her future too. Then the pieces of information that Chris had accidentally let slip to Seany and John… It would diffidently be the most eventful time of her life. And had Chris been implying that he had feelings for her? He was a little out of his mind… Seany was now just more confused as to where she was heading; but Seany didn't really mind confusion at all- as long as she knew that someone was there for her, that was all she ever needed.