Author's Notes - Fun unravels while Stephanie and Eric are snowed in an
arena.
Wow.I haven't updated this in FOREVER!!! I'm sorry about that, really I am, but in the last 3 months, things have been hectic. New jobs, new home, family, friends, and not to mention a lacking romance muse has kept me from writing more of this. But I'm getting some inspiration in the romance department as we speak and have quite a few updates coming out soon and I have a tons of new ideas for where I'm going to go with this fic as you might see towards the end of this chapter.
A special thank you to christinb21, ShaneOmac-Y2Js-girl, Xtreme-Jewell, shuga, Infinity, and DiscoInferno1 for reviewing my last chapter. I really do appreciate all of your comments and I promise, more from this fic soon as it appears to be a favorite of quite a few people.
And to everyone else out there.please review!! I get more motivated to put out chapters with the more reviews I get and if I know people out there are actually reading this and like it. So please, tell me what you think!
Also check out my site, xtremeboss.tripod.com just put an http:// in front of it since ff.net doesn't like to display web addresses.
Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
Fun and Games
You could barely tell it was morning when Eric Bischoff woke up the next day. From the thick frost on the window and the over cast clouds in the snowy sky the sun was barely visible. Eric smiled taking a deep breath and smelling and intoxicating blend of grapefruit and rosemary. It was then Eric realized that it was oddly warm where he was laying and he opened his eyes taking in a wild array of brown curls. Eric blinked in surprise and then realized somehow in the night, he and Stephanie had moved rather close together.
*How the hell did this happen?* Eric thought to himself as he stared at the woman in front of him. *She must have gotten cold in the night and decided to come closer to me.* He rationalized now wondering what to do. Should he get up and risk waking her? Should he stay and risk her waking up next to him as she was now? *Edge away slowly.* He thought as he slowly started to edge away from Stephanie's warm body trying his hardest not to wake her.
When he was finally far enough away from her he stood up and looked around the room for their supply of 'food.' Rolling his eyes at the thought of eating M&M's for breakfast he opted for the Starbursts and a Mountain Dew rather than his morning coffee. He settled in to one of the large office chairs in the room while grabbing a magazine and a couple sweatshirts to keep warm. He started to flip through the pages of the magazine not really looking at what was on them, but rather looking at the sleeping Stephanie McMahon.
*She is kind of cute.* He thought before shaking his head. *That is definitely the cold talking.* Then he found himself thinking the same thing again as he watched her sleep peacefully. He smiled as he watched her pull his leather jacket tighter around her for warmth as she slept. Shaking his head once more he started frantically looking around for something, anything that might get his mind off of the sleeping angle.no, no.Stephanie McMahon was no angel.she was.she was.lovely. That's it, he definitely needed to find something to read and hope that she woke up soon.
*3 hours later*
Stephanie sat up from underneath the mound of shirts and sweaters that she had fallen asleep under. Keeping Eric's jacket tightly wrapped around her shoulders she stretched out into the cold air of the office that she had fallen asleep in. She had the oddest dream that night, she had tried to fall asleep but it was so cold and then somehow she and Eric had ended up next to each other and he had kept her warm through the night. It had been such a nice dream.wait a minute. She did not just think a dream of Eric Bischoff holding her was nice. No, no, that's a nightmare! The cold definitely must have been getting to her, she thought as she took off Eric's jacket, put on another sweater, and then pulled the jacket back on. She looked around the room for Eric and couldn't find him.
"Maybe he found a way out of here." Stephanie wondered aloud. "Of course he would leave me here to fend for myself."
"Oh Stephanie I wouldn't leave you like that." Eric said entering the room with a smile. "You have my jacket."
"Oh, right." Stephanie said blushing slightly as he came in the room. "So where did you go?"
"Well, I went to see if there was a way out of here yet." Eric said grabbing a soda and sitting down. "But, there's not, and apparently the pipes are frozen now, because there is no water. But, on the brighter side of things, it stopped snowing."
"It did!" Stephanie squealed as she jumped up from where she was sitting and ran to the window. She looked out and saw nothing but sea of white. It would still be a while before they got out.
"It should only be a day or so now before they can dig us out." Eric said with a smile.
"Thank God." Stephanie breathed.
"Don't sound too excited to get out of here." Eric said quietly as he went over to where he had laid his briefcase earlier and went through some of the paperwork.
"So, what are we going to do today?" Stephanie asked with a grin.
"What do you mean? We're snowed bound in an arena with no way out," Eric said with a sigh, "what could we possibly do?"
"Well you said it. We're snowed in, in an arena. I'm sure we could find something to do." Stephanie said playfully as she walked to the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Has anyone seen Stephanie?" Trish yelled above the crowd of people in the dining area of the hotel.
"Now why dear Trish would you be looking for her," Chris Jericho said with a sly smile taking a seat next to the voluptuous blonde.
"Because she happens to be my friend Chris," Trish said rolling her eyes. "She went to a meeting yesterday for her father at the arena and I haven't seen her since."
"Well I'm sure she found one of her many flings to keep her warm for the night." Chris laughed.
"Whatever jackass," Trish said rolling her eyes as she left the table looking for the one person who might have seen Stephanie.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"One hundred! Here I come!" Stephanie turned from the wall she was standing against with a bright smile and began to scan the room. "Come out, come out wherever you are!"
Stephanie smiled and ran from the room while carefully searching for any sign of movement or sound. Down one flight of stairs and one very long hallway later she came across a small room. This would be the last place anyone would look for Eric, she thought as she silently crept through the room.
"Oh Eric," she cooed, "I know you're in here."
Just then the door slammed open and she saw Eric run through into the hallway.
"Oh no you don't!" Stephanie smiled as she ran out of the room after Eric hoping to head him off before he got too far. She chased him down the hallway and into the room which had been the catering room the previous night. She ran quicker and got closer and finally jumped out and tackled Eric to the carpeted ground. The both landed with a thud and rolled on the floor for a minute until the stopped against a table with Stephanie lying on top of Eric both breathing hard.
"I win." Stephanie cheered.
"I can't believe I just played hide and go seek with a grown woman." Eric laughed.
"Well, we're in a large arena with no lights, what could be more fun?" Stephanie reasoned.
"Good point." Eric said still catching his breath. "I don't think I've played this game in decades though."
"No wonder you're so uptight Eric," Stephanie said, "sometimes you need to let that inner child loose and have some good old fashioned fun."
"I guess you're right."
"I am," she gave him a sly smile as she quickly got up, "and it's your turn to be It." And with that, Stephanie ran from the room leaving Eric to count.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trish walked through the hallway of the hotel looking for the room of a friend. If Stephanie wasn't with him and he didn't know where she was then something definitely would be wrong. She walked down the hallway carefully checking all of the room numbers until she got to the door. She quietly knocked and he came to the door.
"Kurt, have you seen Stephanie?"
Wow.I haven't updated this in FOREVER!!! I'm sorry about that, really I am, but in the last 3 months, things have been hectic. New jobs, new home, family, friends, and not to mention a lacking romance muse has kept me from writing more of this. But I'm getting some inspiration in the romance department as we speak and have quite a few updates coming out soon and I have a tons of new ideas for where I'm going to go with this fic as you might see towards the end of this chapter.
A special thank you to christinb21, ShaneOmac-Y2Js-girl, Xtreme-Jewell, shuga, Infinity, and DiscoInferno1 for reviewing my last chapter. I really do appreciate all of your comments and I promise, more from this fic soon as it appears to be a favorite of quite a few people.
And to everyone else out there.please review!! I get more motivated to put out chapters with the more reviews I get and if I know people out there are actually reading this and like it. So please, tell me what you think!
Also check out my site, xtremeboss.tripod.com just put an http:// in front of it since ff.net doesn't like to display web addresses.
Disclaimer - I do not own WWE or any of their characters or ANYTHING in this fic. I have a mortal fear of lawyers so please don't sue me. This is just for fun.
Fun and Games
You could barely tell it was morning when Eric Bischoff woke up the next day. From the thick frost on the window and the over cast clouds in the snowy sky the sun was barely visible. Eric smiled taking a deep breath and smelling and intoxicating blend of grapefruit and rosemary. It was then Eric realized that it was oddly warm where he was laying and he opened his eyes taking in a wild array of brown curls. Eric blinked in surprise and then realized somehow in the night, he and Stephanie had moved rather close together.
*How the hell did this happen?* Eric thought to himself as he stared at the woman in front of him. *She must have gotten cold in the night and decided to come closer to me.* He rationalized now wondering what to do. Should he get up and risk waking her? Should he stay and risk her waking up next to him as she was now? *Edge away slowly.* He thought as he slowly started to edge away from Stephanie's warm body trying his hardest not to wake her.
When he was finally far enough away from her he stood up and looked around the room for their supply of 'food.' Rolling his eyes at the thought of eating M&M's for breakfast he opted for the Starbursts and a Mountain Dew rather than his morning coffee. He settled in to one of the large office chairs in the room while grabbing a magazine and a couple sweatshirts to keep warm. He started to flip through the pages of the magazine not really looking at what was on them, but rather looking at the sleeping Stephanie McMahon.
*She is kind of cute.* He thought before shaking his head. *That is definitely the cold talking.* Then he found himself thinking the same thing again as he watched her sleep peacefully. He smiled as he watched her pull his leather jacket tighter around her for warmth as she slept. Shaking his head once more he started frantically looking around for something, anything that might get his mind off of the sleeping angle.no, no.Stephanie McMahon was no angel.she was.she was.lovely. That's it, he definitely needed to find something to read and hope that she woke up soon.
*3 hours later*
Stephanie sat up from underneath the mound of shirts and sweaters that she had fallen asleep under. Keeping Eric's jacket tightly wrapped around her shoulders she stretched out into the cold air of the office that she had fallen asleep in. She had the oddest dream that night, she had tried to fall asleep but it was so cold and then somehow she and Eric had ended up next to each other and he had kept her warm through the night. It had been such a nice dream.wait a minute. She did not just think a dream of Eric Bischoff holding her was nice. No, no, that's a nightmare! The cold definitely must have been getting to her, she thought as she took off Eric's jacket, put on another sweater, and then pulled the jacket back on. She looked around the room for Eric and couldn't find him.
"Maybe he found a way out of here." Stephanie wondered aloud. "Of course he would leave me here to fend for myself."
"Oh Stephanie I wouldn't leave you like that." Eric said entering the room with a smile. "You have my jacket."
"Oh, right." Stephanie said blushing slightly as he came in the room. "So where did you go?"
"Well, I went to see if there was a way out of here yet." Eric said grabbing a soda and sitting down. "But, there's not, and apparently the pipes are frozen now, because there is no water. But, on the brighter side of things, it stopped snowing."
"It did!" Stephanie squealed as she jumped up from where she was sitting and ran to the window. She looked out and saw nothing but sea of white. It would still be a while before they got out.
"It should only be a day or so now before they can dig us out." Eric said with a smile.
"Thank God." Stephanie breathed.
"Don't sound too excited to get out of here." Eric said quietly as he went over to where he had laid his briefcase earlier and went through some of the paperwork.
"So, what are we going to do today?" Stephanie asked with a grin.
"What do you mean? We're snowed bound in an arena with no way out," Eric said with a sigh, "what could we possibly do?"
"Well you said it. We're snowed in, in an arena. I'm sure we could find something to do." Stephanie said playfully as she walked to the door.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Has anyone seen Stephanie?" Trish yelled above the crowd of people in the dining area of the hotel.
"Now why dear Trish would you be looking for her," Chris Jericho said with a sly smile taking a seat next to the voluptuous blonde.
"Because she happens to be my friend Chris," Trish said rolling her eyes. "She went to a meeting yesterday for her father at the arena and I haven't seen her since."
"Well I'm sure she found one of her many flings to keep her warm for the night." Chris laughed.
"Whatever jackass," Trish said rolling her eyes as she left the table looking for the one person who might have seen Stephanie.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"One hundred! Here I come!" Stephanie turned from the wall she was standing against with a bright smile and began to scan the room. "Come out, come out wherever you are!"
Stephanie smiled and ran from the room while carefully searching for any sign of movement or sound. Down one flight of stairs and one very long hallway later she came across a small room. This would be the last place anyone would look for Eric, she thought as she silently crept through the room.
"Oh Eric," she cooed, "I know you're in here."
Just then the door slammed open and she saw Eric run through into the hallway.
"Oh no you don't!" Stephanie smiled as she ran out of the room after Eric hoping to head him off before he got too far. She chased him down the hallway and into the room which had been the catering room the previous night. She ran quicker and got closer and finally jumped out and tackled Eric to the carpeted ground. The both landed with a thud and rolled on the floor for a minute until the stopped against a table with Stephanie lying on top of Eric both breathing hard.
"I win." Stephanie cheered.
"I can't believe I just played hide and go seek with a grown woman." Eric laughed.
"Well, we're in a large arena with no lights, what could be more fun?" Stephanie reasoned.
"Good point." Eric said still catching his breath. "I don't think I've played this game in decades though."
"No wonder you're so uptight Eric," Stephanie said, "sometimes you need to let that inner child loose and have some good old fashioned fun."
"I guess you're right."
"I am," she gave him a sly smile as she quickly got up, "and it's your turn to be It." And with that, Stephanie ran from the room leaving Eric to count.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Trish walked through the hallway of the hotel looking for the room of a friend. If Stephanie wasn't with him and he didn't know where she was then something definitely would be wrong. She walked down the hallway carefully checking all of the room numbers until she got to the door. She quietly knocked and he came to the door.
"Kurt, have you seen Stephanie?"