A/N : There is some swearing in this chapter.

John had his plan all figured out. He was going to make Stephanie fall in love with him and then he was going to break her heart the same way she broke his. He was so smart that he was sure that his plan was going to go without a hitch. He was over her and now it was just time for his revenge. Sure he wasn't the brightest crayon in the box, but really who cares. So tonight he was going to put his plan into action.

John knew how he would have to act around Steph now, rough and aggressive. Steph never falls for the right guys, not the guys like him or Kurt, no she falls for the assholes like HHH, Eric, and Chris. That's okay though because soon he would be on the list of the guys she could never have.

John walked into Stephanie's office and slammed the door shut.

"Hi John, what's going on? Are you mad about something?"

John went over to her chair and stood right in front of her. He was getting mad. How dare she think that she could always mess with his mind? Make him her toy. Who does she think she is?

Stephanie got up out of the chair, sensing that something was wrong by the look in John's eyes. They looked angry, very angry.

"Stephanie, Stephanie ,Stephanie. You always think that you can just play around with peoples head just because you're the bosses daughter, well not everything is perfect there princess. But you should know that by now I mean you slept with me when you were drunk and then your precious boyfriend figured out the whore that you really are. How does it feel Steph?" John said slowly backing Stephanie into the corner.

"John, what is going on with you?"

"What's wrong Steph? Don't like the change? Well that's too damn bad." As John finished that statement he grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head and reached down and kissed her. Steph was scared, she's never seen him like that, and he was acting so crazy. But she didn't have a boyfriend anymore and she liked the change in him. She was pretty sure that it wasn't a big deal, just another fling until Eric made his damn mind up. And it's not like she was going to stop kissing him. She is a woman after all, and what women would turn down a hot guy who's kissing her. The kiss was getting heated and Steph wrapped her legs around John and he lifted her up on the wall. Stephanie had her arms around him when the door suddenly slammed shut.

Eric practically ran to the spot where all of the making out was going on and pushed John back which caused Stephanie to go crashing to the floor.

"Eric, what the fuck are you doing?"

"What are you doing you stupid slut. What is he your little rebound boy or was he there on the side the whole time?"

"Maybe because she wants someone that's not losing his man-power," said John punching Eric hard in the nose.

"Son of a bitch," Eric yelled in a nasally voice, he could feel the blood dripping from his nose, he was pretty sure that it was broken.

"John, get out of here, I can't believe that you just did that!"

"What Steph? Can't handle a real man," said John moving to the door.

"I guess not, but you should have known that by now, I only had to tell you about 20 times. So John, GET OUT!"

"Jeez, guess what everyone says about you is true."

"John…GET OUT!"

John walked out of the room laughing to himself, everything was going perfect with his plan until Eric decided to come in and ruin everything. That's okay, he was sure he was going to get her somehow. He needed to know more about her though, and he knew just the person to ask. He was going to have to make a deal with the devil.

John walked to his locker room. She was with him for so long he figured he should know a lot about her. John didn't bother knocking. He was the champ after all.

"How does it feel to be back Trips?"

"John, what the hell are you doing here?"

"I need a little favor, in exchange for a limited amount of things."

"Championship shot."

"No."

"Then no deal."

"Okay then, I'll just find someone else to help me bring Miss McMahon some pain."

"What kind of pain."

"Deep emotional pain."

"Aww, too bad and I was just thinking of joining whatever the hell you're doing."

"I just need some information Trips, that's all. I just want to know what you know about her."

"I need a title shot in order to get that information."

"Fuck you then, because that is definitely not what you're getting."

"Okay then, get out of here."

"Fine…no wonder why you have no friends," whispered John as he walked out of the room.

"I heard that!"

John walked out of the room and went to catering. Dammit, that was supposed to work and it was supposed to be easy. He didn't think that Trips was going to be such a hard ass about it, but he was wrong. Now he had to find the next guy who knew the most about her, and figures he would be on leave right now. Now he was going to have to search for Chris Jericho.