A/N: I own no one.
Nursing His Broken Heart
Stephanie stepped out of her father's office with surprise written all over her face. She walked a little way down the hall, then leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. Her father was a genius, really. She couldn't believe what he had gotten her into now, but she knew that he was a pure genius.
"Stephanieeeee," a male person's voice called in a cheerful singsong voice.
She opened her eyes and smiled at the newcomer. "Hey Chris," she said, hugging him. He was her very best friend, and he knew everything about her. Everything.
"Where have you been hiding?" Chris Jericho asked, hugging her back. "Hunter's been looking all over for you."
"Oh my God, I forgot about him," she gasped, pulling away from him. "First I went to see Shawn and then my dad needed to talk to me and-what?"
"Back up a little," he said. "Who'd you go see?"
"Shawn," she repeated, smiling. "And we did talk, finally, but only for a little while."
"What did you do the rest of the time?" he asked curiously. He looked around, then leaned closer and lowered his voice. "Did you kiss him again?"
"Chris!" she said sharply, looking around. "I told you that in confidence!"
"Princess, relax," he said, putting one hand on her shoulder. "It's been seven months and I haven't told anyone about it."
"Good," she said, taking a shaky breath. "Because it happened again."
"Oh? And you weren't going to tell your very best friend?" he asked, pretending to be hurt. "That stings, Stephy. That just breaks my heart."
"You know, Chrissy, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were gay," she teased.
"If you can recall that night we spent together..." His voice trailed off and he smiled at her, a cocky smile. "Well, I think I proved multiple times that I'm all man."
"Chrisssss," she whined, pouting. "You're so not supposed to ever mention that time, remember? We made a deal."
"My bad," he laughed, holding his hands up. "Now back to Mr. HBK..."
"We kissed," she said simply. "We were just sitting there, like, talking or whatever. I looked into his eyes, he looked into mine...and slowly we-"
"Classic," he interrupted. "Your lips met and meshed together as his tongue gently plundered your mouth. You tangled your fingers in his hair and deepened the kiss. Before you knew it, he was making love to you against the wall and you were moaning, loving every minute of it..." He paused, then smiled a crooked smile. "Oh wait," he said, smacking his forehead and pretending as though he had just remembered something. "That was me."
"Shut up," she groaned, punching him lightly. She couldn't believe that they were actually having this conversation out in the hallway, right down the hall from her father's office. Her dad could walk out, or anyone could walk by... Why was she friends with Chris Jericho anyway? "And if you must know, we didn't have sex. I'm married, remember?"
"Didn't matter when we fell into each other's arms," he reminded her in a husky voice. He took a step towards her, and another one, then stopped when his lips were inches away from hers. He looked like he was going to kiss her, standing so close to her. "Wouldn't matter if we did it again."
"You perv," she said, pushing him away. "You're a sick, sick man, Chris Jericho."
"But you like it," he laughed. "Or, at least, you used to."
"I do," she admitted sheepishly. "But didn't you say Hunter was looking for me?"
"Yes, Princess, Prince Hunter is looking for his Princess, and you're obviously not ready to be with a king like me...again," he said with an exaggerated sigh. "So go."
"Gosh, and here I was thinking that you wanted me again," she teased, starting to walk away. "Oh well. Guess I was wrong... Must've just been wishful thinking..."
"Wait a minute, Stephy!" he exclaimed, grabbing her arm. "What do you mean?"
"I was kidding, Chris," she told him seriously. She grinned at him. "Now give your best girl a hug and a kiss, then let me go find my man."
"And is that man Hunter or Shawn?" he cracked. Seeing the look on her face, he gave her a hug, then kissed her affectionately on the forehead. "See you later, Stephy..."
"Bye, Chris," she said. She kissed him on the cheek, then headed down the hall to her office, where she was almost positive that Hunter would be waiting.
She was right. As soon as she opened the door and entered her office, she spotted Hunter waiting for her. Her husband. He was such a sweet man, really... She closed the door and walked over to him.
"Hey, baby," she said, wrapping her arms around him. "I heard you were looking for me."
"Yeah, I was. Did Chris tell you?" Hunter asked, hugging her.
"Yep, Chris told me," she answered. "I told you where I was going."
"I know, but when I went to see Shawn, he wasn't very helpful," he said. "And anyway, I talked to Chris before I went to see Shawn."
"So how was Shawn doing?" she asked nervously, pulling away.
"I thought you knew," he said, looking at her with a weird look on his face.
"We didn't really have much of a chance to talk before Daddy called me into his office, which brings me to my next point," she said. She bit her bottom lip nervously, wondering how her husband was going to take the news. Of course, if he didn't like it then they wouldn't go through with it, but she wanted to. The idea of what she was about to tell him was exciting to her.
"I don't like the look on your face," he said, observing her. "Did something bad happen when you went to see your dad?"
"Not really. You see, he presented me with the latest script, and I'm not so sure how you're going to like it," she began.
"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows. "Why wouldn't I?"
"Listen. The idea here is a love triangle," she said.
"Between?" he asked curiously.
"Between me, you, and..." Her voice trailed off.
"And who? Chris?" he asked.
"No... Shawn." She looked at him solemnly, trying to gauge his reaction.
"Me, you, and Shawn?" he repeated.
"Yeah, because... You know how we were married onscreen and we got divorced? Well, the creative team thinks it would be interesting if I came crawling back to you, and then after you accept me back... I'd kick you to the curb and reveal my true love, Shawn," she said in a rushed voice. She had to stop talking so she could catch her breath.
"Interesting, indeed," he said. "And I suppose they'll make a feud between Shawn and me in which we fight over you?"
"Yeah, basically," she said. She looked at him suspiciously. "Wait, did you hear about this before or is it that predictable?"
"Predictable," he informed her, tracing her arm lightly with his fingertips. "But I think it would be fun. After all..." He touched her cheek softly. "Shawn's my best friend and you're definitely worth fighting for."
"Aw, you're so sweet," she whispered, feeling guilty. "I thought you'd be upset about this storyline."
"Why should I? As long as we can keep the line between reality and work clear, I'm cool with it," he said, tangling his fingers in her hair and leaning closer. His voice lowered to a soft whisper. "Besides, we both know who you'd choose if we were really in that situation..." He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her slowly.
Do we really know? she wondered, then closed her eyes and kissed him back...
A/N: It took me forever to update this story, I know. I'm really sorry about that, you guys. I don't know where I'm going with this, and I don't know why I decided to put Chris Jericho into this but he's here now, and he and Steph are friends... Just friends...but there was that one night... Anyway, I don't know when the next update will be. Whenever I get a new idea, I guess, but I'm not making any promises. To tell the truth, I planned for this to ber a one shot, but some people asked me to update so now it's not a one shot...