Title: Baby Steps
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 18
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). This is the sequel to "Take That Step" , "One Step
Back" and "one Step Forward" you'll find the addresses to those
stories in my signature at the bottom of this email. 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:Jami's ran off, and no one knows where she went....has she completely
lost her mind? Will Jeff lose his along with her?
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
"Jami, where are you? This isn't cute. I'm worried about you. Everyone else
is worried about you. Will you please call, or answer your phone, or
something?" Jeff pleaded as he reached Jami's voice mail, yet again. He
hung up the phone with a sigh. "Still no answer?" Traci asked.
"No, she refuses to answer her cell. This is driving me crazy! Why won't
she at least let us know she's okay?" Jeff said. He ran his hands through
his tonseled hair.
"Jeff, she'll let us know she's okay soon. I'm sure she is okay. She might
be crazy, but she's not stupid." Traci lightly joked. Jeff glared at her,
standing to leave the room. Traci grabbed his arm and forced him to look at her.
"Jeff, I was only half kidding. Jami isn't stupid. She'll be okay. She's
just scared right now so she's running. That's the only way she knows how to
deal. Give her time." Traci quietly urged.
Jeff nodded and left the room. Jami hadn't even been gone five hours yet and
Jeff was ready to call the national guard. He had caught the first flight out
after his fight with jami. He'd burst into the house a little over an hour ago,
waking Traci up. Traci hoped he was finally going to try to get some sleep.
Traci knew her sister. Jami would be back. And Jeff was going to need all his
energy when she did return.
***
Jami slowly looked around. SHe honestly had no clue where she was. SHe had just
started driving in one direction, and had ended up in some small town. Now she
needed sleep, if that were possible. She found a small hotel and went inside.
The man behind the counter was half asleep, and Jami couldn't blame him. It had
to be near five a.m. She asked him for a room, and didn't even blink when he
told her checkout time was ten a.m. or she'd have to pay for another night. She
just told him she'd pay for the extra night.
He handed her a key and pointed her in the right direction. As soon as she
reached the room, she collapsed onto her bed in a dreamless sleep.
***
Lita nervously paced around the hotel room she shared with Tasha. Finally Matt
caught her hand and pulled her down next to him. "Lita, stop worrying so
much. You know Jami from when she's done this before. When y'all were younger.
You know she'll be okay." "That's the problem Matt. Thanks to my
little accident, I don't remember! All I know is that one of my best friends
isn't exactly sane right now and she's missing. Jeff, another of my best
friends, is probably driving himself up a wall. And I feel so helpless!"
Lita told him, frustration showing by the way she kept pulling on her red hair.
"Well, there's nothing we can do right now. Jeff and Traci promised to call
us the moment they hear anything. So, please...relax and try to get some
sleep."
***
"Tasha, if your not careful, your going to kill that stuffed animal."
Edge gently scolded her. Tasha looked down at the small stuffed puppy a fan had
given her that night. She had been nervously playing with his eyes and nose,
both were coming extremely close to popping off. "I'm just worried. Jami
was pretty upset earlier when she called. Plus, with what else has been going on
with her...well, it just adds up to me being worried." Tasha confided.
"Well, don't be. Jami's a big girl. She can take care of herself. And
there's no point freakin' out. Jeff or Traci will call when they hear something.
Now, how about I walk you back to your room so you can get some sleep?"
Edge suggested and Tasha agree'd, feeling tired.
***
Matt and Edge stood outside the girls room, where they had just left. They
walked to the room they shared, talking along the way. "So, what do you
make of this Jami disappearance act?" Matt asked. "Sounds like Jami
had a temper tantrum or something. Wants attention." Edge truthfully
admitted. "I wondered that to at first. But everyone else is freaking out,
so maybe it's not that." Matt thought outloud. "Well, I wish she'd
knock it off and let us know where she is so everyone stops worrying." Edge
muttered.
***
"Lita, are you asleep?" Tasha whispered after the guys had left the
room, shutting the door behind them. "Still awake." Lita whispered
back. "Are you as worried about Jami as I am?" Lita whispered after a
moment. "Yeah, I know she has run off before, but she's always let someone
know where she was and that she was okay before two hours passed. Do you think
I'm over reacting?" Tasha asked. "No, I feel the same. Plus, I just
have the feeling that there are only going to be more problems to come."
Lita replied through the darkness.
Chapter 19
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