Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you see in this fiction. They are the property of WWE and to themselves. So please do not sue me. Because all you will get from me is student loans and a very fat black and white cat named Max.

Ha isn't this a nice little surprise huh? Lol. Well I did say I would double up a couple of days to get this done before New Years lol. This chapter is probably the shortest and I am sorry but with all the idea's I had this one was never the best.

I hit the half way mark and now we have my favorite diva's left so after this chapter they will probably be a little longer then normal lol. Right now I am also working a brand spanking new fic that will not make an appearance until after this one is done, and also an update for both Control Babylon and These Are the Days.

All right enough babbling lets get down to the chapter.

Five Golden Rings

"Jeez Christian grow a pair and wrap the freakin' box." Chris Jericho scowled as he through the red wrapping at his friends head.

"What if she says no?" Christian muttered ducking slightly so that the tube didn't hit his where Chris had aimed.

"She won't say no, she has been in love with you for the last five years. She has put up with all your crap and even your brothers crap. The girl is a saint."

The other blond just sent a glare over his shoulder as he opened the small velvet black box. The ring sparkled back at him, almost mocking him. "She still could say no."

"Well if she does then she does." Chris muttered finally fed up with this conversation, but softened slightly when Christian's shoulders slumped. "For what its worth I have a feeling she will say yes."

"Yeah?"

Chris nodded a smirked, who would have thought this day would come when Christian had first starting the small women he had thought it would last a week. She had always been a little to good, innocent and maybe just a little too sweet. But she had been good for him; she got him through everything, his brother pushing him around, his lack of push and just his general disappointment about his career.

"I really want her to say yes."

"Ok candles lit, food on the table and hair…" Christian muttered as he headed towards the mirror over the mantle and grimaced. "As good as it gets."

"Now where did I put that stupid box?" He asked himself as patted his pockets. After four minutes of this he started to panic. "Oh jeez oh jeez where did I put it?"

"Christian? Is everything ok in there?" her voice floated softly in from the living room. HE had made her stay out there when he had setup this little dinner. He had wanted everything to be perfect, and now everything seemed to be falling apart. First he burned the steak but at least he had the foresight to except that had had the chicken on the side, but this whole reason for this whole thing was missing. He was a dead man.

"Uhhh yeah everything is fine." He squeaked and ran through the kitchen door maybe he had left in there.

He sighed in relief when he caught sight of the red wrapping paper and cursed himself silently when he realized he had left it in plain sight just so he wouldn't have a panic attack like the one he had just had.

"Ok sweetie everything is ready." He called.

When she stepped through the dining room door he felt his stomach roll. She was beautiful, her dark hair finally a little longer pulled back from her face by a sparkly head band that match her dark hunter green dress that hung on her modestly. Only she could look this beautiful in a somewhat matronly dress.

"Oh honey bear it is beautiful." She gasped at the sight. Her eyes filling slightly. "You are the sweetest man you know that."

"Uhh yeah." He smiled slightly and gestured for her to sit down pulling out her chair. He had this whole evening planned out, after the main course he would bring out the small box in the little chocolate box he had bought for just this occasion he at first thought it a waste of good chocolate but Trish had drilled it into his skull that this was the best way to propose she could think of. He wanted tonight to be special for his girl.

Though he did take a risk in telling Trish he was going to propose tonight had been risky. Trish was never able to keep secret but Lita had kept her friend mouth shut.

When he glanced up from the plate he caught his maybe soon to be fiancé eyeing him.

"What's a matter baby?" Was there something wrong with the food he had followed Lita directions to the tee.

"No not that but Honey bear… I wanted to.. well…." She started but the flushed, and squared her shoulders.

"Marry me Christian?" She said clearly.

"Whuuhhh." He squeaked and nearly fell out of his chair. Wait what no, this was not good she is ruining everything.

"Hey don't look at me like that marrying me would be that terrible."

"No I mean, ahh jeez I had this all planned out." He muttered as he pulled the chocolate box in front of her. Gesturing for her to open it.

When she did her brown eyes got wide. "You I had this whole speech planned out and everything." He laughed slightly.

"Well can you give me the cliff note version?" She said softly.

"Ok, Molly Holly I love you, have loved you since the day I saw you, and baby I want to spend the rest of my days showing you that. Molly marry me."

"Oh Christian, Of course." She giggled as she ripped open the box and snagged the ring staring at it slightly and then giving a giggle.

"Put it one me."

"With pleasure."

Jules