Title: Don't Take That Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 2
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). Charity and Mags also own themselves and if you try to take them
you will burn in hell! This is the next story in the Step series...it's the Jami/Jeff
sequel. And the address to the stories is 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Summary: All the puppies have been replaced by kitties.
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have been
suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
Email: [email protected]
"Jeff, please. Just do it." Jami asked. "I don't wanna!"
Jeff whined. "Just do it!" Jami again urged. "NO!" "Puhlease...for
me?" Jami pouted. Jeff sighed loudly.
"You're such a cutie little kitty witty, aren't ya. Yes you are. Yes you
are." Jeff baby talked to the white kitten. "Are you satifisfied
yet?" Jeff asked Jami, who shook her head no. "Do the other
thing." Jami urged.
Jeff wrinkled his nose before nuzzling his face against the kittens. "Ow!
The little sucker bit me!" Jeff yelped, shoving the kitten into Jami's
hands. "I would bite you too if you were all kissy on me when we had just
met." Jami told him.
"BUt you are the one who told me to kiss the kitten!" Jeff uttered.
Jami gave him a small smile that said she knew exactly what she had asked and
what the kitten would do. "You are pure evil aren't you?" Jeff asked,
trying to hide a grin. "On my good days I am." Jami laughed as she
nuzzled the kitten to her face.
They were standing in Stephanie McMahon's hotel room, looking at the two
kittens. "So you are going to pick up your sister tonight before the
show?" Stephanie asked as she came out of the bathroom to throw a few
things into her suitcase.
"Yep! I'm glad that her job was held open until she graduated from school.
It'll be good having her around." Jami absentmindedly said as she picked up
the calico kitten and held them both close to her.
"Are you ready for our feud to begin on-screen tonight?" Steph asked
as Jami handed her Diva. "Oh yeah! I know you'll be much easier to work
with then those bitches Jaded, Angel and Stacy." Jami coo'd, as if talkin'
to the kitten she held to her face.
"What? You two are beginning a feud?" Jeff asked. "Yep, tonight
I'm going to challenge Molly Holly for the women's championship. J.Lynn will
come out and say it's unfair that I get a chance at the belt and she doesn't.
That she wants involved in the match. Then I'll be my usual bitchy self and put
J.Lynn in as a referee. Some interesting things will happen...but I'm not going
to tell you about them. You'll just have to watch!" Stephanie teased Jeff.
"Come on Jeff, let's go get my sister and get to the arena so she can meet
some of the art department before it gets hectic." Jami said as she handed
the other kitten to Stephanie. "See ya tonight girl!' Jami smiled as they
left
***
"Where is she?" Jami muttered as she stood on her tiptoes to see
through the crowd. "Would you relax. Her plan just landed...it'll take her
a bit to get here." Jeff assured her.
Over the noisey crowd Jami heard a voice yell, "The monkeys are coming for
my naners!" Jami grinned as she recognized her sister's voice yelling out
their inside joke. "Harry Potter is the devil!" Jami yelled out in
return. (and yes....in crowded places we do yell this out to find each other in
real life.)
Traci finally appeared before her. "Tweedle!" Jami grinned, grabbing
her sister in a hug. "Hey butthead!" Traci greeted.
Jami pulled back from her and took a good look at her sister. Like always, Traci
looked well put together in light blue jeans that laced up the legs to her
knees. She wore a lavander ribbed sweater that clung to her. Her dirty blonde
hair was cut to perfectly frame her face. As always, she was so perfectly put
together that it made others feel less than perfect around her.
"Hey troutsniffer." Traci teased as she hugged her brother-in-law.
"Troutsniffer?" Jeff asked. "A name our brother use to call us
when we were younger. Being a troutsniffer means you are offically one of the
family." Jami laughed. "Suddenly I'm very very frightened." he
muttered as they began the walk to their car.
Chapter 3
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