Author's Notes- And two updates in one night. Next thing you know I might actually finish one of my fics like I've been meaning to! Anyways, here is the next chapter to To Be With You and I hope you all like it!

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Drunken Ramblings

"I can't believe you did that! And you actually thought it would work? This is priceless!" Kevin laughed loudly nearly falling off his bar stool.

"I'm glad you find my misfortune so damn funny Kev." Paul took a sip of his beer as Shawn just laughed at shook his head. "And you, I don't see why you're laughing; this is all your fault."

"All my fault," Shawn shook his head once more, "Paul my friend, do tell me how this is all my fault."

"You told me to do something she couldn't possibly ignore," he started.

"And she sure as hell wouldn't have been able to ignore you making an ass out of yourself in the ring like that!" Kevin added with a grin.

"I thought doing something to show her I love her would bring her back to me," Paul's head fell in his hands as he continued on trying to figure out where he went wrong, "and it didn't work. Why didn't it work?"

"Well what did you do to show her that you love her?" Shawn offered in his attempt to help his friend.

"Aside from make a complete ass out of yourself in the ring!" Kevin said laughing loudly once again.

"Aside from that," Paul said sending a glare Kevin's way, "I...I...well I'm not sure what I did but what I did had to show her,"

"Nothing, it showed her nothing." Shawn took a long sip of his beer as he shook his head at his friend. "It showed her you could easily make yourself look like a complete moron in numerous circumstances."

"You mean he's done more of these asinine stunts to get that girl back!" Kevin roared with laughter again.

"Maybe you should do what she said, take some time, and think."

"I don't need to think," Paul said slamming his fist on the bar, "I know what I want. I know what I need, it's Stephanie."

"Yes but does she need you?" Kevin asked in mock seriousness.

"You actually have a point there Kevin." Kevin beamed with pride. "Tell me Paul, do you think Stephanie needs you? I mean what do you do to enrich her life by being with her?"

"I do plenty." Paul huffed. "I...I...I..."

"By George, I think he's getting it!"

"I can't believe he did that out there tonight." Stephanie fumed as Chris sat down in a chair next to her. After her earlier encounter with Paul, Chris figured she could use a little cheering up so he took her to the local Friday's hoping to get the whole evening off her mind.

"I know, I would have come out there," Chris said with a smile passing her a very tall looking bay breeze, "but apparently I picked the wrong time in the evening to take a shower."

"Apparently," she smiled weakly as she took a sip of her drink. "I just can't believe he thought that his little stunt would actually work."

"Maybe Paul still doesn't realize what he did wrong." Chris offered. "The man is known for being unbelievably thick-headed.

"Tell me about it," she scoffed taking a long drink allowing the vodka to do it's work completely. "But you know what, I don't want to talk about Paul, I don't even want to think about Paul. All I want to do is have a nice, relaxing, Paul-free evening with you."

"Well I think I can help you there Miss McMahon." Chris said with a wink.

"She doesn't need me!" Paul moaned hitting his head on the table causing the six now empty beer mugs to nearly fall over. "She never needed me!"

"Ok buddy I think you're cut off." Shawn said attempting to pull his friend off the table signaling the waitress for their check.

"Oh come on Shawn, this is as much fun as he's been all week!" Kevin laughed slapping Paul on the back causing him to fall forward to the table once again. "I think it's kinda fun, let him drink her out of him."

"You and I both know that won't work Kev," Shawn said rolling his eyes at his large friends.

"It always works for me," he shrugged.

"That's different, it's not like you lost,"

"Stephanie, sweet Stephanie," Paul slurred interrupting Shawn. "You never needed someone like I needed Stephanie, but it doesn't matter that I need her. Because she doesn't need me! She doesn't even want me anymore! She wants that blonde haired rock boy Chris Irving."

"You're right Paul, why's he right Shawn. Why don't I need a woman like that?" Kevin looked to his sober friend for guidance.

"Because, you always look for the easy relationships, the ones that won't last more than a week. You stay clear away from anything that could remotely be serious." He explained.

"I'm incapable of loving a woman," Kevin said sounding oddly like Paul at that moment.

"Oh no," Shawn said lowering his head.

"I want to need a woman like he needs Steph!" Kevin bellowed out.

"Say it friend." Paul encouraged with a pat on his back.

"I want a woman like that! Only I want her to need and want me back!" This time Kevin's head hit the table followed quickly by Paul's who once again was moaning about his current situation with Stephanie leaving Shawn to wonder how he was going to get his two drunk friends out of the bar and back to the hotel.

"Let's dance Chris!" Stephanie sang stumbling through the hallways of the hotel.

"How about we get you into your room and then we dance ok?" Chris smiled as he wrapped an arm around her waist to steady her.

"Ok!" Stephanie squealed as they continued their trek for her room. After stopping at two wrong doors they finally found her room. Fumbling through her purse for her key card Stephanie eventually found it and after three tries they entered her room. "Let's dance."

"But we haven't any music," Chris said trying to object.

"We'll make our own then," Stephanie said starting to hum as she wrapped her arms around Chris' neck and attempted to dance which was easier said than done considering how drunk Stephanie was.

"Maybe we should get you to bed," Chris said as she nearly fell for the third time.

"But I'm not sleepy," she whined.

"Sure you are, now come on, lets get you into bed," Chris smiled as she offered no objection to his request and followed him to the bed that he helped her into after removing her shoes and stockings. He pulled back the sheets and helped Stephanie lay down before tucking her safely under the covers. He smiled when he noticed she had already closed her eyes.

Chris in a stealth-like manner around the room preparing the coffee pot for her in the morning and leaving a glass of water and some aspirin on the table next to her. He smiled at the angel who was now sleeping as he walked to the door and shut off the lights. But as he went for the door he heard Stephanie speak.

"I love you Paul."