Chapter 1

"I keep telling you, Baby Girl, that you don't have to leave the WWE," Chris Jericho said, looking over at the woman in the passenger's seat of his car. "You can always just patch things up with Vince and then everything will be better."

"There's no patching things up with that man!" Stephanie McMahon exclaimed. "He's an ass, and I'm tired of taking his crap!"

"But he's your dad, Steph," he argued. "Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"Chris, you know my dad. You know what he's...what he's done to me," she said, swallowing hard. "So I'm taking the first step, after all these years, and I'm getting out."

"What about Linda and Shane?" he asked, glancing over as he stopped at a red light. "Are they leaving the company, too?"

"Mom will be under Dad's control for the rest of her life, because, after all these years, that's all she knows," she said, looking out the window. "Shane, though... He's a real man, a good man. He can take care of himself."

"If you say so," he said with a sigh.

"I do." She looked over at him. "So does your wife have a problem with me staying over for a while? Because if she does, I could totally go to a hotel."

"Nonsense. You're one of my best friends, and Jess knows that," he said. "She's actually happy that you're coming over..."

"Great. So where am I sleeping?" she wanted to know.

"How would you feel about having the guest house all to yourself?" he asked. "I mean, because that's where I planned to set you up at."

"Geez, and I was only expecting a room," she said with a light laugh. She looked at him with a suddenly serious expression on her face. "Thank you, Chris."

He smiled at her. "You're welcome. What kind of friend would I be if I'd turned you away?"

"I don't even want to know," she said. She looked ahead of her as Chris drove through the gates at the entrance of his property and pulled into the driveway. Her eyes narrowed at someone she saw. "Oh God. Is that who I think it is?" she groaned.

He looked in the direction where she was looking and a look of surprise appeared on his face. "I wasn't expecting him. I wonder why he's here."

"I wonder when he's leaving," she said, rolling her eyes as Chris stopped the car.

Chris looked at her with his piercing blue eyes. "Play nice, Steph. He's my best friend, too."

"Yeah, yeah, don't remind me," she griped, opening her door and getting out. Her light mood was suddenly dark and heavy. She looked over at the man she had disliked for quite some time, then walked over to him. Chris's other best friend... "Oh lookie, it's Bitch Ward," she said in greeting.

"Wow, Steph, that's how you greet The Duke?" Rich Ward asked, rolling his eyes heavenward. "I mean, we're both royalty, are we not? Why can't we just get along?"

"Because I don't wanna," she replied immediately. "And you can't make me."

"Chris, I see your other best friend is still a spoiled brat," Rich said as Chris walked over to them.

"Yeah, Chris, your other best friend is still a bitch," Stephanie said.

"God, not again," Chris said, sounding frustrated. "Why can't you two just get along?"

"See, I tried that, but she's too spoiled," Rich said, shaking his head. "I guess she wouldn't want to be friends with a hardcore guy like me."

"Just because you have graffiti all over your upper body...oops, I mean, tattoos," Stephanie said, pausing to giggle at the look on his face. "Just because you have tattoos all over your body, that doesn't make you hardcore, loser."

"Yeah, and you know all about hardcore," Rich teased, flashing a huge smile at her. "Seeing as how you're the star of a dozen or more hardcore porn movies..."

"And you would know that how? Because you bought every single one of them?" Stephanie asked. "I know you admire my awesome body, but that's just a bit much."

"Guys, guys, just calm down," Chris interrupted, looking at his two best friends. They were so very different, and yet so very much alike in so many ways. At the moment, they were glaring at each other, and if looks could kill, they would both be dead. "You two are always at each other's throats."

"Yeah, she knows a lot about throats," Rich cracked. "Deep-throating, that is."

"I learned it all from you. Word in the men's locker room has it that you're the best at deep-throating, Duke," Stephanie commented.

"Is that so, Princess?" Rich asked, amused.

"Damn right," Stephanie shot back.

"You're funny."

"I know."

"Um, Steph, do you want to go in the main house and talk to Jess?" Chris asked, knowing that he would never find out the reason Rich was there until he put some space between his two friends. "I'm sure she and Ash are in there somewhere, and I know Ash would love seeing you, Aunt Steph."

"Oh, Ash, that adorable little boy," Stephanie said, eyes twinkling at the thought of the little boy who looked so much like his father. "Yes, I think I'll go do that..." She looked at Rich. "But when I come back, I hope he is long gone."

"Fat chance," Rich called after her as she headed for the main house. "I'm not leaving anytime soon!"

"Really?" Chris asked. He studied his friend's face. "What's going on?"

"My wife and I had a little fight, and I told her I was leaving for a few days...and so here I am," Rich said. "I figured it was the best time for me to make a little visit to my best friend's house..."

"I wouldn't have a problem with you staying here, man," Chris said. "But Steph is staying here for a couple of days, too, maybe even weeks."

"Dude, your house is where everyone runs when life gets to be too much," Rich said with a laugh. "But, anyway, Jess said that I could stay in the guest house. Is that cool with you?"

"You mean, is that cool with Steph? Because I already told her that she could stay in the guest house," Chris told him.

"Aw man," Rich said, kicking his feet against the grass. "So what am I supposed to do?"

"Share the guest house with Steph," Chris said with a shrug. "That's the only thing I can think of."

Just then, Stephanie came back outside, walking with Jess and Ash. The three of them walked over to Chris, and Chris pulled Jess into his arms and kissed her on the forehead.

Stephanie held on to Ash's little hand and watched the display before her. In her opinion, Jess was really a lucky woman, to have a man like Chris. Stephanie was just happy to at least have him as a friend, a best friend at that. Too bad she had to share him with that bastard guitar player... Stephanie looked over at the before-mentioned "bastard guitar player" and frowned. "Why aren't you gone yet?" she asked him.

"Because I'm going to be staying here for the next couple of days," Rich said, smiling at her. "And I'm going to be sharing the guest house with you."

Stephanie's mouth dropped, and she looked at Chris. "Is this true?" she asked, hoping against hope that Rich was just playing some kind of joke on her. He was known for playing jokes on people, after all. If she was lucky, this would all be just a big joke...

"Yeah, it's true," Chris said. "You two are going to be sharing the guest house... But look on the bright side. Maybe you two will finally learn to get along, or at least to put up with each other."

"I highly doubt that," Stephanie said, glaring at Rich. She looked down at the little boy, whose hand she was still holding. He was so adorable... "Come on, Ash, let Aunt Steph take you for a walk..."

Chris, Jess, and Rich watched Stephanie and Ash walk away, and then Rich spoke. "I don't know how the hell I'm going to put up with that woman for the next week or so," he said, shaking his head.

"Oh come on, she's great with Ash," Jess said, still watching them.

"Yeah, you just have to win her trust and get to know her..." Chris's voice trailed off as he looked at her walking and playing with his little boy. She'll make a great mother someday, he thought. A fantastic mother, even. "She's really not that bad."

"You're right," Rich said, turning around and heading for his car so he could get his stuff. "She's not that bad... She's worse."

When Rich was out of earshot, Jess looked up at Chris. "Do you think it's a good idea putting those two in the guest house together?"

"Not particularly, but I don't think they'll kill each other or anything," Chris replied.

She leaned against him and looked over at Stephanie and Ash again. "I hope not..."

A/N: I know I have a lot of stories to update and finish, but this idea just popped into my head, so I had to post it. I'm not sure when the next update will come... But when it does, I think it'll be pretty interesting! So tell me if you like it or if you hate a review! Thanks!