Title: Missing a Step
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 4
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 Edge/Tasha 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. And Amanda, aka Phoenix, is not a bitch in real life. She's actually a very nice girl. =) She's just a bitch in this story for my purposes *L* So, no bashing real Amanda.
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: Might be a "Friends" spoiler coming in this chapter or the next one.
Summary: Can Jami and Tasha deal with Phoenix being in the WWE?
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, Tasha, Matt, Edge and Jeff all walked into their hotel's bar later that night. Lita was asleep in her hospital room, so the three had decided to grab a drink before hitting the sheets themselves.
As they sat around a small table garnished in the middle with a bowl full of pretzels, a petite waitress scurried over to take their drink order. "I think I'll have a 'Bitch on Wheels'." Tasha told her. Jeff grinned at her, "You know, you are what you drink." he teased.
"Well, then that means you are a drink of irish creme and butterscotch schnapps." Tasha shot back. "And what drink would that be?" Jeff asked. "A blow job." Matt dryly told him.
"Actually, even though this group may think that it's hilarious, I would rather have a Vodka Sour." Jeff ordered. The small waitress with a nametag bearing the name, "Lana" turned to Jami. "Uhhh, I think I'll have a Dirty Girl Scout." Jami told her with a smile.
When all eyes at the table turned to give her a questioning look, Jami just shrugged and said, "you are what you drink" before winking at Jeff.
The waitress shrugged and turned to look at Edge. "I want an Angel's Delight." he ordered. Then it was Matt's turn. "Just bring me a beer." He laughed.
Finally the waitress left to get the drinks. "So, when will Lita be back in action?" Jami asked Matt. "Well, it'll take her a week or two to recover from surgery enough to be able to travel. She has to stay out of the ring for 6 weeks though. Then she'll do some light training, gradually moving up until she gets the doctors okay. So, basically, 3 months. But she'll be back on the sidelines with you two crazy nuts before long." Matt laughed.
The waitress brought back a tray full of drinks. She sat down shot glasses in front of Jami. Jami downed the shot glass, like anyone would. The waitress rolled her eyes, "Anything else dear?" she asked. "Just bring me a gypsy" Jami muttered, her nose wrinkling from the quick drink she had just thrown back.
The waitress proceeded to set down a sour glass (a mix between a flute and a sherry glass) in front of Jeff. She sat a beer in front of Matt. She then sat a martini glass in front of Tasha and a Pousse Cafe mug in front of Edge.
Jami grabbed Jeff's orange wedge that came with his drink and began to suck on it. "Well, does anyone know what sort of storyline they are going to use to incorporate Charity into our group? Or is she going to become an official BLADE member?" Jami asked.
"No one has heard for sure yet. I don't think anyone was really expecting her to have any TV time so soon. But with you two gone visiting Lita, and Lita out...it just sort of happened. But she seemed prepared for it." Edge said.
Jami nodded as the waitress came back and sat a martini glass in front of Jami. Jami popped the cherry that came with it into her mouth, mulling the thought in her mind over.
"So, when are we going back? I have a need to get in the ring with Phoenix." Tasha said, grabbing the Cherry out of Jeff's drink. Everyone shrugged as they sat around, slowly sipping their drinks.
Finally Tasha straightened up suddenly and turned around. "Does anyone else get the freaky feeling that we are being watched?" She asked, answering the confused looks on the others faces.
Jami looked at her and nodded. "Yeah, but I thought it was just me. Damn alcohol going to my head again." She said with a giggle.
"Well, I think it is time I take the drunk one back to our room." Jeff laughed. Jami nodded, intently studying the room around them. "You know...I could swear....." then she shrugged it off, standing alongside Jeff, "Never mind, it's probably nothing."
Chapter 5
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