Title: Last Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 5
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]
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Jami flopped down on a couch in her and Jeff's hotel room, mindlessly flipping through the TV channels. Jeff laid down on the couch, stretching his legs out and resting his head in Jami's lap. Her hand absent-mindedly stroked his hair, which was beginning to thing after the repeated dye jobs.
"So, what do you want to do tonight?" Jeff asked as his eyes watched the channels fly by in rapid fire. "I don't know. I know Charity and RVD went out to eat, Tasha and Edge went to the movies, and Matt and lita are in his room watching videos and spending quality time together." Jami told him.
"Oh yeah, tonight's the night for the question popping, isn't it?" Jeff asked, his fingers lazily drawing odd patterns on her knee. "Yeppers, I guess we could see what Stephanie and Triple H are up to?" Jami suggested.
"Nah, Stephanie always wants to do something with those damn kittens. How about we spend some quality time together?" Jeff suggested. "Yeah, that sounds good. We haven't spent any quality time together ina long while." Jami said.
'Well, not that long.' Jami finished in her head, her hand going to rest absent-mindedly on her stomache.
***
Charity gazed around the resteraunt in amazement. When Rob had suggested dinner she had assumed it would be one of their usual hangouts, like Pizza Hut or Subway. But instead they were sitting in the middle of a ritzy Italian place.
Both looked out of place in their jeans but Rob didn't seem to mind and that made Charity not care either. Her stomache was quivering with nerves as her conversation earlier with Jami taunted her inside her head.
Rob was wearing a goofy grin as he reached across the table to grasp one of Charity's hands. "Where do you see us in 10 years?" He asked. "I see you still being as limber as now, and my ass in a sling." Charity joked.
Rob laughed along with her. "Char, I've practiced this speech inside my head a million times, but there seems to be only one way to say it. Will you marry me?" Rob asked.
Charity felt her breath catch as he brought out the ring. "Yes!" She cried!
***
"You and your damn Mel Gibson movies." Edge growled. Tasha just smiled sweetly before leaning over and kissing him on the cheek. The lights dimmed as a loud cartoon shark reminded everyone to not put their feet in the seats and to throw their trash in the proper place.
Tasha noticed Edge fidgeting nervously as the upcoming movie previews played. When Carrot Top's head exploded in one of the previews, Edge nearly leapt out of his seat. Tasha bit her lip to try to keep from snickering out loud.
An advertisement for the WWE started up and Tasha leaned over to Edge and whispered, "We have ad's at the movies? Since when?" Edge just smiled and whispered for her to watch. The ad showed video clips of all the big name stars like The Rock, Undertaker, Stone Cold Steve Austin and etc. Then it showed Jeff and Matt hardy, Edge and RVD.
"And for Ass-kickin' pleasure we have BLADE, back and better than ever." An announcer told the audience as pictures of Jami, Charity, Lita and Tasha were shown. A group action shot was shown before it looked like the film was being torn in half and Edge popped up on the screen.
"hey everyone. Some of you may know me as Edge from the WWE. And if you don't, why aren't you watching? You should be." Edge joked from the screen. Tasha watched in open-mouthed astonishment as he continued, "See this girl? She's Amethyzt from BLADE, but I know her as Tasha. And she is quite simply, the love of my life. And I'm here today to ask her to be my forever. To agree to be my wife. So Tasha, will you marry me?" The Edge on the screen asked.
Tasha hadn't even realized that the Edge beside her had moved until the house lights came on and everyone stared. Edge kneeled down, holding a ring for her inspection. Tasha engulfed him in a huge hug, when she broke away she said, "Yes!" and the audience cheered.
***
Matt and Lita laid sprawled out on the hotel room floor, picking at what was left of their chinese food. A movie was playing on the TV screen, but neither was paying any attention to it. Instead they were talking about anything and everything.
Lita sat down her carryout box of Pork Chow Mein and stretched her legs out from under her. Matt was watching her quietly, but everytime she looked at him, he adverted his eyes. She wasn't sure if it was starting to creep her out, or turn her on.
Matt grabbed his billfold and threw a slip of paper at her. Lita grabbed it as Matt explained what it was. "I grabbed you a scratch off lotto ticket, 'cause I know you love those things."
Lita smiled as she used a penny to start scratching. The directions instructed for you to scratch one area and if you got three symbols you could scratch off the prize for thos symbols.
Lita concentrated as she scratched off 3 rings. Then she scratched off the prize to find the word "matt". Lita looked up to see Matt standing before her, a ring outstretched in his hands. "Marry me?" He asked. "Yes!" Lita cried as she scrambled to her feet.
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