(A/N) Hey guys. Thank a lot for all the reviews so far. You guys have been great. Let's recap what has happened to Y2J Chris Jericho since we haven't heard from him in a while. Well he was awaken from his drunken stupor, dragged down to one of his notorious clubs, informed that one of Cena's thugs has been stirring things up and has found out that the thug is Shawn Michaels. After that bit of info Jericho has been acting weird, and now, he is about to slip of into the dreamland…
6 months ago…
"Hey Rick, where you off to bro?" Jericho called after his older brother who was about to walk out of the door of their single story flat in the rough parts of Manhattan. The house was quite old and shabby. It's not as though Rick and his brother Chris couldn't afford a better house, it was because their sick and slowly passing mother refused to move out of their current house, arguing that there was too much sentimental value. The Jericho household had been passed down quite a few generations. So Rick and Chris decided to stay with their mother until, god forbid, she passed away.
"Never you mind Chris. You just worry about ma. Remember to give her her meds. She's got them due in about 20 minutes ok?" Rick replied, trying to change to subject.
"Yeah, yeah I know. But don't leave me in the dark. You know I hate it. I want you to involve me in all the family stuff as well." By family, Chris meant the other family. The gang that his brother Rick had build with the help of Chris. The gang had basically become the Jericho brothers' second family.
"Chris, commere." Rick said, calling his younger brother over to him. "I know you are eager to get into all this gang business full on. But you know how mom hates it. I mean I can still see the resentment in her eyes when she talks to me, because I dragged you into this."
"But you didn't drag me into this Rick. I joined willingly." Chris argued.
"I know, I know. But that is not what ma thinks. Now don't take this the wrong way. You are very able to hold your own against the roughest and toughest, but I just don't want anything bad to happen to my kid brother ok? Trust me, you will get your chance."
"Yeah alright." Chris said with a defeated tone in his voice.
"Good. Now I will see you later tonight." Rick said as he grabbed a briefcase on the ground, next to the hat stand and opened the door.
"Yeah see you then." Chris replied. "Oh and Rick…"
"Yeah?"
"Don't call me kid brother again. You and I both know that I could kick your ass any day of the week." Chris said with a cheeky grin as he started to go into the kitchen.
"Hahahaha. Good joke kid brother. I said you were good. Not amazing, which is what you have to be to beat me kiddo." Rick retorted as he quickly walked out the door and shut it behind him swiftly so his brother couldn't come back with a reply.
As Rick Jericho sat driving his Mercedes Benz convertible, he got a call on his cell phone. He answered his cell with one hand still on the wheel.
"Yeah?"
"Hey is this Rick?" the voice on the phone said.
"Yeah this is Rick. Who is this?" Rick asked back.
"Hey Rick. It's your boy Shawn."
"Oh hey Michaels. Good work with changing your voice. Can never be too careful nowadays eh." Rick said to his friend and gang member Shawn Michaels.
"Right on buddy. Hey is everything set?" Michaels asked.
"You know it. I got the money right next to me, and I am on my way to the agreed destination." Rick said.
"Ok man. I am also on my way." Michaels replied.
"Good. Hey Michaels, this is gonna be huge man. I can feel it."
"I know. It'll be the biggest thing we have ever done. If we pull this off, we will be set for life. Then Chris can run the gang, and me and you can retire and go off to Hawaii or something."
"Hahaha. Yeah. Hey thanks for backing me up on this idea man. I knew I could trust you. When we pull this off, we will enjoy the fruits of our labor while all the other guys will still have to fight for their money." Rick said.
"Yeah. No problem Ricko. I'll see you there ok?"
"Yeah… See you there."
"Hello?"
"Hey Cena. It's me."
"Oh hey."
"Where are you now?"
"I'm on my way."
"Ok good. Just making sure. I'm on my way as well."
"Have you confirmed everything?"
"Yup. Everything is set."
"Ok good work dogg."
"Thanks. Hopefully everything will go as planned."
"Oh trust me. It will. Don't you worry about that. I got everything under control."
"So you got the stuff right?"
"Does it matter?"
"Oh… guess not."
"Stop stressing man. You are with the doc. After tonight, we will have the dope, the money, and Rick will have no clue what just hit him. By the time he comes round, we will be long gone. So as you can see you have got nothing to worry about man. And after tonight… you my friend, will officially be part of my crew."
"Yeah… I guess you are right."
"We will be living the good life, me and you."
"Yeah alright. So I'll see you soon."
"Yeah see yah Shawn Michaels…"
(A/N) Oh my, what a development. What is going to go down at the scene of the crime. Tune in next time to find out! Oh and sorry for the wait.