Title: Last Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 17
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* And not a single butt cheek of
theirs belongs to the WWF, to the WWE yes...but not the WWF. But I do own Jami,
for she is me. Tasha owns herself.Charity owns herself and if you try to take
any of us,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: Just making things up as I go.
Summary: It's the last story...will it all come together, or all fall apart?
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"Dum Dum Da-dum, Here comes the bride, big fat and wide....dum dum da-dum." Jami
slid up next to Edge and whispered, "You do know that if Lita hears you singing
that on her wedding day, you'll be dead before you can hit the door? Right?"
Edge grinned widely at Jami, "What can I Say, Jeff isn't the only risk taker."
Jami smiled before her face took on a more serious look. "Can I ask you
something?" she asked, walking with Edge over to where canisters of coffee were
kept backstage at Raw.
"Sure...don't have anything to hide." He laughed. "Well, it's about Jeff
actually. Um, lately he's been really distant. And....well, I'm wondering if he
has said anything to you?" Jami asked, looking down at her feet.
"If you are worried about it, you should really talk to him." Edge said.
"Because, he's so quiet and withdrawn from me. I don't even know how to approach
him." Jami confessed.
"Just go up to him and say, Listen Bitch, we need to talk." Edge grinned. Jami
playfully hit Edge's chest, "Oh, fine....just don't be any help. Just for
that....I'm telling Lita what you were singing." Jami took off running down the
hallway, "No wait, she'll kill me!" He shouted back.
***
Jami nervously switched from one foot to the other. They were in the middle of
the ring....all the bridesmaids were lined up, with the groomsmen on the other
side. Finally the wedding march hit and Lita appeared at the top of the ramp,
her arm in the Rock's.
Jami snuck a look at Matt. He was standing taller than she ever thought humanly
possible. His eyes were completely focused on where Lita stood, a veil covering
her bright red hair. Jami honestly believed that in his mind there was only the
two of them there at that moment.
Matt's eyes were misting over, and for a moment she honestly thought he was
going to cry. As Jami watched Matt, her eyes strayed over to where Jeff was
staring intently at Lita. Jami gulped, wondering what exactly what going through
his mind.
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