A/N: Hey guys. I know that I had promised a huge update with this, but I woke up this morning with a stiff neck from hell, and I just don't feel like doing that right now. I hope you guys understand, and enjoy this chapter :)

Song 4: "Wondering" by Good Charlotte

"What do you do when you love someone, but you can't tell them?" Trish Stratus asked, as she twirled the telephone cord in one hand and grabbed a cookie with the other. On the other end was her best friend and fellow partner-in-crime, Lita. It was an ordinary Saturday night, and since there was nothing else to do, Trish had decided that a night in was in order. She spent too much time working her ass off during the week, and so she thought that a weekend at home, just curled up by the TV in her pajamas, was exactly what she needed. She needed to take her mind off of everything that had occurred during the work week. Trish never liked to bring her problems home with her.

But this was different. Ever since Chris Jericho had revealed that he was in love with her two months ago, she'd been off her game. Trish was a consummate professional and never really let anything get in the way of her work, but for some reason, Chris left her head spinning and made her weak in the knees. Every time she saw him, her mouth would go dry. And it was even worse when he made conversation with her. Trish couldn't understand it—nine times out of ten, she could hold a conversation with the best of them, for as long as it went on. But when it came to Chris, she couldn't get a word out. It befuddled her.

If you want me to wait

I will wait for you

If you tell me to stay

I would stay right through

If you don't wanna say

Anything at all

I'm happy wondering

"Trish, just tell him that you feel the same way," Lita replied, rather sensibly. "If you like him, really like him, and you know that he likes you, why don't you go for it? What's holding you back?"

You just don't understand, Trish thought. Yes, Chris flirted with her all the time, and she was pretty positive that he cared about her in a romantic way, but what if he didn't? What if this was all a game to him, like the bet had been? Trish didn't want to put her heart out there and risk it getting broken again. She wasn't like Lita, who could just brush off things like this. This was something she wanted, and Trish didn't want to find out that it was just a game to Chris.

"I can't," Trish sighed, as she chewed on her nails. "Amy, what if this is just a game to him? What if I cross this line? There's no going back if I do. I just want to be sure that this is real."

"Just call him," Lita said, as she tried to reassure her best friend. "And let me know what happens later. If he breaks your heart, tell me, and I'll kick his ass."

Trish had to smile at that. Many people didn't know it, but Lita was a very caring and fiercely overprotective person. Her friends and her family meant everything to her, and she would go to the ends of the earth to ensure their happiness. Trish and Lita had been through some very tumultuous times together, but at the end of the day, Trish knew that Amy would never hurt her or betray her. She was someone that Trish knew would always be there for her.

"Thanks, Amy," she answered. "I think I'm gonna go for this. I'm going to invite Chris over so that we can talk about this." She sighed, almost dreading what was about to come. "Amy?" she asked in a small voice.

"Yeah, Trish?" Amy replied, sensing the fear and nervousness in her friend's voice. She knew that Trish was scared that Chris would reject her, but really, she had no reason to be. Lita knew from a very reliable source that Chris felt the same way, and was actually planning on coming over to Trish's house to surprise her. Lita wanted to tell her friend, but Christian had sworn her to secrecy. She knew that Trish would be okay, but she still reassured her anyway.

"Trish, you're gonna be fine. I promise. Chris is gonna walk in that door, and he'll see how absolutely beautiful you look, and he won't be able to tell you no," she said softly. "So stop worrying and go get your man, okay? I'll talk to you later."

Trish smiled and, taking a deep breath, picked up her cell phone and sent Chris a quick text.

Hey Chris, it's Trish. Listen, I have something I need to talk to you about, so if you can, stop by my house when you get this. I'll be here. xxxx Trish xxxx

Chris Jericho was sitting with his best friend, Christian, when he felt his phone vibrate.

"Who's that?" Christian asked. He glanced over Jericho's shoulder to see the number. "I don't recognize that number. Who is it?"

Chris knew exactly who it was, but he wasn't about to tell Christian. The guy had been teasing him like crazy as it was, always referring to Trish as "the wifey." He grabbed the phone away from Christian and stood up, walking down the hallway toward Christian's bedroom.

I have something I need to talk to you about…….Trish

Chris hoped that Trish was going to tell him that she felt the same way he did. For so long, he had admired Trish from afar, and he knew she felt the same way. But he wanted her to be the one to admit it first, before he took things a step further. He didn't know why, but he wanted to hear the words "I like you too, Chris," come from Trish's mouth. And now, judging by her text message, Trish was finally ready to say those words. Chris was excited.

I've gotta get over there right now, he thought, as he grabbed his jacket and ran back into the living room. He rushed right past Christian, who looked up at him with a quizzical look on his face.

"Chris, what the—"

"No time," Chris interrupted him. "I gotta go, this is important. I'll call ya later." And with that, he was out the door and on his way to Trish. He drove as fast as he could, completely ignoring the speed limit. The sooner he got there, the sooner he would hear what he had been longing to hear for so long. Chris knew that most men would not have been as patient as him, but Chris knew Trish's past problems with men. He didn't want to rush her in any way. But two months had passed, and hopefully Trish was more than ready. Chris knew he was.

Since I was a young man

I never was a fun man

I never had a plan and no security

Then ever since I met you

I never could forget you

I only wanna get you right here next to me

Chris had wanted Trish from the minute he saw her. Of course, they hadn't really gotten to spend that much time together until the whole bet was concocted on RAW, and even then it wasn't as if they were really spending that much time together. The only person who knew about his feelings for Trish was Christian, who Chris had sworn to secrecy. He must have kept the secret, because Trish had been so surprised when Chris had revealed that he was in love with her.

Flashback

"Chris, I…I don't know what to say," Trish had said, her bright eyes wide and her cheeks pink.

"I hope you'll say that you feel the same way," Chris replied, as he took Trish's hand and laced his fingers with hers. "Just take your time and think about it, okay? I'll be here whenever you're ready."

As he pulled up into Trish's driveway, Chris felt his stomach rumble a bit. He wasn't usually nervous, but Trish was no ordinary woman. He fully intended on putting on a brave face, though, and hopefully Trish wouldn't be able to tell how nervous he was. He cleared his throat as he walked up the steps and rang the doorbell.

'Cause everybody

Needs someone that they can trust and

You're somebody

That I found just in time

"Chris," Trish breathed, as she came face to face with the man that had been giving her butterflies for the past two months. "Come in."

Chris followed Trish into the spacious house, still a bit uneasy and nervous. He made his way into the living room, where Trish was headed, and sat down next to her on the bright red couch there.

"So…you wanted to talk to me?" he questioned, as he tried to keep his voice steady. He couldn't keep his eyes off of the beautiful woman in front of him, who was twirling a piece of hair around her finger nervously. Trish was perfect, like a goddess. If she told him she felt the same way, he would be the luckiest man in the world and he would do his best to show her how much he appreciated her.

Don't tell me

The bad news

Don't tell me anything at all

Just tell me

That you need me

And stay right here with me

"Um, yeah," Trish replied, still twirling her hair. "About what you said two months ago, Chris…."

His heartbeat quickened and Chris said a silent prayer, hoping that what Trish was about to say was what he had been waiting to hear. He could feel the blood pounding in his ears. This was the very moment he had been anticipating.

Trish turned so that she was facing Chris and scooted a little bit closer to him, resting her hand on his knee gently. "I think I'm ready to try this. I really like you, and I'd love to be your girlfriend." She smiled. "If the offer still stands, that is."

Chris looked up into the eyes of the beautiful Women's Champion and smiled as he noticed the happiness there. Trish was beaming and Chris knew that her words were genuine. He was still in shock a bit, but quickly recovered as soon as he saw Trish smile at him.

"Wow, Trish, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that," he replied, a smile coming over his face. He brought his hand up to the side of Trish's face and cupped her cheek, gently rubbing his thumb over it. "And yes, the offer still stands."

Trish blushed yet again and lowered her gaze. Lita had been right—Chris did feel the same way. Trish made a mental note to thank her best friend later. She leaned into Jericho's touch, bringing their faces even closer.

"I was afraid you didn't want this," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I was afraid that this might just be a game you were playing, and if it had been, I think that would have crushed me." She looked up at Chris, who was so close to her that their noses were touching. "I really do care about you, Chris. I hope you care about me, too."

Chris leaned in and lightly brushed his lips against Trish's to quiet her for a minute. He pulled back to see Trish's reaction and he noticed that she was smiling. He brushed a stray piece of hair away from her face and drew back, still smiling.

"Of course I do, Trish. I always have. I guess I just didn't notice it until a while back." He took Trish's small hand in his and squeezed it lightly.

"So what does this mean?" Trish asked, as she rested her head on Chris's shoulder. He smiled at the gesture and gently kissed the top of Trish's head before answering.

"It means that we should just take this one step at a time," Chris replied. "Everything will fall into place."

And the two Canadians sat there, satisfied with the fact that they both got what they had been wanting for so long.

Song 4, 5, and 6 to come tomorrow, hopefully. Again, I'm sorry this wasn't a huge update like I had planned. My freaking neck was killing me today. But I really enjoyed this one, and that's why it is so long. MC (twinny), Kat, Vera, Liv, and Charismatic Peep, thank you girls for reviewing. You rock :)