Title: Last Step
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* 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?
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]
"God, I can't believe Charity and RVD are married, and now Lita and Matt! Tasha
and Edge are going to be married in just a few days. How amazing is that?" Jami
whispered to Jeff while they were unpacking a few things in their hotel room.
"I Know. It's weird to think of Matt as married, yet....it's not. I always
pictured him getting married first, having kids and everything. It's almost
weird to know that I'm doing it all before him." Jeff said, putting something in
the dresser.
"Do you ever regret getting...uh, married before him?" Jami asked hesitantly.
Jeff kept his back to her and Jami didn't dare to look up from where her hands
were folding and refolding a shirt.
"Why would I regret it?" Jeff asked and Jami heard the drawer slide shut. "I..I
don't know. It's just that we have had some bumpy patches....and with losing our
baby and all...And, Well, I don't know."
"Do you regret it?" Jeff asked, and Jami looked up to see him sit on the edge of
the bed, his back to her. "I, No! Even though we have had those rough spots, I
love you. And even though we lost our baby, I don't have regret being pregnant
with him." Jami said.
Jeff finally stood up and turned towards her, taking a few steps to stand in
front of her. "I love you J." he said, leaning down to kiss her on the nose. And
then before Jami could say that he hadn't really answered her question, he was
gone.
***
"Okay, so he didn't exactly answer you, but he did say he loved you, right?"
Stacy asked as she took a sip of her cosmopolitan. Jami couldn't even believe
she was sitting here with this girl that she had hated for so long. But when
Jeff had left, more than likely to hang with his friends, Stacy was the only
person she could find.
"Yeah. So, I mean, that's good right?" Jami asked, running her finger along the
lip of her sherry glass. "Well, I mean, it could be. But it also could be his
way of avoiding the question. Because of course he loves you. But Jami, you
yourself have said that there are many different degrees of love. So that
doesn't really mean he is IN love with you." Stacy pointed out.
Jami nodded, lost in thought. "Maybe I should order us something stronger to
drink?" Stacy suggested, a smile twisting on her features.
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