Title: Last Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 22
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]
Jami's eyes were riveted to the TV Screen. she was in her hotel room,
watching an old movie on TV with Charity, Tasha and Lita. The men were off
having drinks in the hotel bar.
A commerical break interrupted the movie. One of the commericals was for
the WWE's payperview the next night. On the screen flashed an image of
Triple H standing toe to toe with the Undertaker. "Rivalries will be
settled" the announcer said. Then an image of Jeff and Shannon showed, "New
Ones will begin." Then it showed a quick rund own of all the Current WWE
Divas: Ivory, Nidia, Lita, Stacy, Jami, Torrie, Charity, Trish, Tasha,
Victoria, Molly Holly, Jackie and Jazz. "And one Diva's life will be changed
forever."
"What the hell?" Lita asked. "With my luck Jeff will ask for a divorce as
the big announcement." Jami grumbled. "Do you really think Stephanie would
let that happen?" Tasha asked. "No, not really." Jami admitted.
"I heard that the Diva who would be suprised is Trish." Charity said. "How?
She's not even scheduled to be there." Tasha said. "Yeah, but they are
goign to call her in last minute. Nobody knowns what the suprise is."
Charity shrugged.
***
"Puhlease Stephanie, can't we at least have a hint?" Lita pleaded with
Stephanie as Jami, Tasha, Charity, Trish, Stacy, Torrie and Lita got ready
for the night's payperview.
"Nope, not saying a word." Stephanie said. "This isn't fair! It obviously
has something to do with one of us." Trish pointed out. "I can't say what
it is." Stephanie grinnd at them like the chesire cat. \
"What can you tell us then?" Jami asked, stomping her foot in impatience.
"Well, the stylists have picked out outfits for each of you." Stephanie
shrugged. The girls groaned but broke up their litle huddle.
Stephanie walked over to Jami, gently placing a hand on Jami's stomache.
Even though she was nearing the end of her 8th month, her stomache barely
curved out at all. When Jami had questioned the doctor about it he had
assured her it was normal. "Some women just naturally carry high, so they
usually don't show. You'll probably notice some swelling when the baby
drops before. And since you have remained on an exercise program and a good
diet, you aren't gaining many extra pounds."
"How is he?" Stephanie asked. "How do you know it's a he? Jeff and I don't
even know yet?" Jami grinned. "Just a feeling. Have you guys picked out a
name yet?" Stephanie asked.
Jami felt a momentary flash of deja vu from the first time she was pregnant
and her friends had quesitoned her on the name she would give her first
born. Now her baby boy was buried in the ground.
Jami shivered as she tried to shake that line of thought. "I think we wil
use the name Trenton Joshua if it's a boy. We haven't decided on a girls
name yet. I was tentively thinking of the name Austin for a boy, but that
reminded me of Tasha's brother Austin. (Refer to Take that Step). God that
seems like another lifetime ago." Jami murmered.
Her voice caught as the overwhelming feelings of Austin's abuse and Joshua
Moore's death desended on her.
***
Shannon and Jeff tackled each other in the ring. Both men felt exhausted
after their 20 minutes of high flyin'. Jami watched as Shannon slid out of
the ring to grab a chair. When he slid back into the ring, Jami ran out on
her cue.
The crowd cheered when they saw the brunette dressed in a white short skort
and a white tank top run down to help her fallen man.
Jami slid into the ring, stepping between where Shannon stood with a chair
and Jeff was struggling to his feet. Then as if in slow motion, the two men
stood to look at her with a look on their faces that she couldt'n quite
place. That's when the world screeched to a halt.
Chapter 23Page maintained by Charity
Lynn. All fan fiction stories � Jami Lynn. All wrestlers are owned by their
respective organizations, mostly WWF. This site is not in any way affiliated
with any wrestler and/or wrestling federation or promotion. All stories on this
site are fiction. Any similarities to real events are purely coincidental.