Title: Even Angels Fall
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 6
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
"Shane, what the hell is going on?" Jaylynn asked as Shane carried her through
the backstage area, still craddled in his arms. Jaylynn struggled to get off his
arms, but Shane just swung her over his shoulder so her butt was facing any
oncomers.
"Shane, put me the fuck down. Nobody wants to see my ass." Jaylynn hissed. "Like
hell I don't." Jaylynn heard Brock Lesnar laugh as he passed them.
Jaylynn tilted her head up and shot him a glare before she started pumpeling her
fists against Shane's back. "Let me at him. Let me hurt him just a little bit."
Jaylynn growled. Brock just laughed as he continued on his way.
"Shane, put me down!" Jaylynn demanded. Shane opened his office door and finally
let her stand on her feet. Jaylynn straightened what was left of her ring
attire, trying to look dignified in her bra and wrestling tights.
Shane looked her up and down, letting a smirk play across his lips. Jaylynn
glared at him, her hands on her hips. "What the hell is going on? Shannon was
suppose to be the one to come out and save me." Jaylynn said.
"Well, there was a chance in plans. I went to Stephanie and told her that I
wanted to be back on the air. Stephanie suggested this little twist." Shane
shrugged. "Stephanie suggested it?" Jaylynn asked, her voice showing that she
didn't believe that.
Shane had the grace to at least look sheepish. "Well, I suggested it, but she
loved the idea. And she'll be the one in charge of the script. not me."
"Why was I not told of this change in script?" Jaylynn asked. "Well, I guess we
got so wrapped up in getting it laid out that we overlooked that part. We only
told Shannon." Shane explained.
"What exactly is this going to lead to?" Jaylynn asked. "We aren't sure yet. It
was pretty last minute. We are goign to ask the fans what they think. There is a
poll up on wwe.com asking them what they think I was doing out there." Shane
told her.
"Why the sudden decision to go back on TV?" Jaylynn asked. "The fans wanted it."
Shane shrugged. Jaylynn shot him another disbelieving look. She brought herself
seductively closer to Shane and began to unbutton his Shane O'Mac jersey. Shane
cocked an eyebrow at her actions as she slid the jersey off of him, leaving him
shirtless. Then Jaylynn turned her back to him and slipped the jersey on to
cover herself up.
"Ok, now tell me the real reason." Jaylynn said, buttoning the jersey up. She
only had the bottom to buttons done up before Shane grabbed her hands to stop
her.
"You wanna know the truth? I hate sitting back here, nigth after nght, watching
my girlfriend flirt, get all lovey dovey and make out with other guys. Do you
know how much that kills me?" Shane asked.
"Shane, it's just a storyline...not real. Kali had no problem with Shannon being
in it. The Superstar wives and husbands have to deal with it. But it's not
real." Jaylyn assured him, laying a hand on his bare chest.
Shane pushed her hadn off. "Is it? Is it not real?" Shane asked coldly. Jaylynn
looked up at him like he'd just slapped her. "What?" she replied.
"It sure looks real sometimes. It's hard to tell if Shannon, or Jeff, is kissing
Angel or Jaylynn. It's hard to tell who is kissing them back." Shane shot at
her.
Jaylynn blinked exactly twice before turning to leave the room. As the door
clicked shut behind her, Shane cursed and punched the wall with a growl of
frustration. After a few moments he went to the door and flung it open, hoping
she'd still be there.
Instead all he found was an empty hallway, and his jersey balled up on the floor
at his feet.
Chapter 7