Trish and Jeff had spent a lot of time with each other after they made up. They had romantic dinners together, they went to the cinemas together, and they even recorded music together! (Ok, so this might make you gag, and even I don't think it's that romantic, but they loved each other THAT much!) Finally, there was one last thing to do… HOLIDAY TIME!
"Hmmm… I'm not sure Jeff… a lot of people know you in Italy!" Trish said as they went through their options.
"True, true… how about Egypt?" Jeff said with a delighted look on his face.
"Come on Jeff… be serious!"
"Ok… how about London? That way you can meet Chynna!"
Trish was undeniably interested. Last time the WWE had been there, she shopped and shopped! Oxford Street was definitely something she wanted to experience again. Plus, meeting that Chynna kid didn't sound so bad!
"I don't see why not!" Trish exclaimed. "London it is!"
With that, Jeff booked the tickets and Trish packed their bags. Whilst Trish was in the bedroom packing, Jeff gave Chynna's sister a call.
"Hello?"
"Oh hi Cleo, it's Jeff…"
"Hi Jeff, how are you?"
"I'm good. I'm even better now we're coming to London!"
Jeff heard a loud scream in the background.
"Was that Chynna?" He asked, frankly quite shaken. He never heard her scream so loud!
"Actually, that was Chynna's friend Raz. Sorry, I put it on loudspeaker!"
Jeff laughed down the phone. I guess she's a fan, he thought.
"Do you want me to put Chynna on?"
"Yeah, sure!" Jeff replied.
He could hear his friend call her sister, and he was sure he heard the voice that had screamed earlier say: You actually talk to him? WOW! Finally, he heard her breathe heavily down the phone.
"You been running or something?" He asked with a smirk on his face.
"Yup! Raz got way too excited when she heard you wanted to speak to me… it was like trying to streak on a rugby field!"
"Sorry… rugby?" Being American, Jeff had never heard of rugby in his life!
"Oh yeah, sorry… I don't understand the game myself so just forget I mentioned it… so you're coming over?"
Jeff had been waiting for her to ask. He'd formulated a plan with Trish to lie to her and stay he was staying in hotel, when in fact they would be staying with her for a week.
"Yeah, we are, but I don't think I'll be able to come and see you… it's more of a work thing…"
Jeff could hear a loud "Awwwwwwwwwwww! Why can't I meet him?" in the background. He chuckled to himself.
"Sorry, it's on loudspeaker." Chynna apologised.
"I can see how you two are related!" He said, noting that her sister had done exactly the same thing less than a minute ago.
"So Wassup? I heard you were back on RAW again?"
"You didn't watch?" He asked with disappointment.
"No… I was staying at Raz's house, and her parents have banned wrestling- I think they couldn't handle the noises she made every time somebody threw a punch! I hope you aren't offended though… I really wanted to watch as well!" Chynna was becoming frustrated.
"Don't worry about it… no biggie… you best be watching this week though when I go against Edge for the title!" He could hear a loud squeal on Chynna's end of the phone.
"Hey, can I talk to your friend a minute?" He enquired. He wanted to figure out if she was really that manic.
"Ok, hold on… Raz!"
There was a huge struggle for the phone, as Chynna teased her friend who was eager to speak to Jeff. Eventually, Raz retrieved it.
"Hello?" She panted.
"Hi Raz!" He heard a squeal… come to think of it it's not everyday that you get a WWE superstar speaking to you as if they've known you for years…
"Ok then… erm… how are you?"
"I'm fine thanks!" She replied, embarrassment apparent in her voice.
"Ok, I have to go now, but can you tell Chynna that I'm sorry I can't come and see her when I come over?"
"Yeah, sure! Bye Jeff!" Raz chirped happily down the phone.
"Bye."
Well, now that the lying part was over, Jeff went into the bedroom to help Trish with the packing. He laughed to himself. She looked so adorable trying to fit all of her clothes into her small suitcase. He crept up on her and wrapped his arms around her.
"You might need a bigger suitcase!" He blew into her ear. Trish responded by kissing him lightly on his lips.
"You're probably right…" she responded. They both sat on the bed, having one of those rare moments where they just looked into each other's eyes, as Jeff brushed a strand of her hair from her face.
"We're gonna be alright aren't we Jeff?" She said in a low whisper.
"We sure are honey!" He said, kissing her on the temple and then proceeding to repack her suitcase, while she looked on with adoration.
Meanwhile, Matt and Lita were backstage on Smackdown. They were scheduled to shoot a promo with John Cena, where they planned to bring down Bischoff together. It was meant to just be a storyline, but almost all of the superstars actually hated him, and many of them couldn't understand why Vince had hired him in the first place… all he ever did was treat the divas like they were dogs! They all doubted he even knew anything about the wrestling business; I mean- look at what he did with WCW!
As Matt and Lita walked backstage, hand in hand, a stage guy approached them.
"Mr McMahon wants you to go to his office now… he told me to make sure you get there before you shoot your promo."
Matt and Lita exchanged looks. What would Mr McMahon want to talk to us about? They both thought. Well, they were about to find out…
They knocked on his office door.
"Come in!" Mr McMahon's voice boomed. They both hesitated. The only time Mr McMahon called a wrestler to his office was to scold them or… FIRE THEM!
"Oh shit!" Lita said, as she went through the possibilities of what they could have been called for. They were both perplexed to see John sat in one of the chairs.
"Hi Vince!" Matt greeted the chairman of the board, trying to keep the nervousness out of his voice.
"Matt! Lita! Nice to see you got my message!" He merrily replied, gesturing for them to take seats next to John. They obliged.
"Now I bet you're wondering what I've called you here for…"
"You could say that!" John said, the sweat evident on his brow.
"Well, I have a plan that will involve your storyline with Eric…"
All of them exchanged looks. Mr McMahon was unpredictable to say the least!
"You see," he continued, "I've been planning to get rid of him for quite some time now… DON'T think I don't know about the mistreatment that you've all suffered at his hands… I feel quite guilty about it really… but this is a chance for me to rectify my mistake… so here's the plan…"
All three braced themselves…