Come Away With Me
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Come Away With Me
Title: Come Away With Me
Author:Brandy
Characters:Chris Jericho, Molly Holly,Edge, Lita, Shane Helms and various other WWE superstars
Rating:R *mainly to cover my butt*
Content: sex scenes, language
Summary: After Molly is seriously injured because of Jericho, he feels guilty enough to let her stay with him while she heals. Neither one counted on falling in love...
Disclosure: I DO NOT NOW, nor will I ever own any of these characters. The wrestlers belong to themselves and their characters "personas" belong to Vince McMahon. This story in no way imitates the wrestlers lives (other than how they live in my twisted little mind).The song "Come Away With Me" belongs to Norah Jones. The song "Cowboy Take Me Away" belongs to the Dixie Chicks. Feedback is GREATLY appreciated!!!!
Distribution: *laughing hysterically wipiwiping at eyes* no seriously.....
Author's note: This story is dedicated entirely to Simon, because of his love for the "essential" Molly. Thanks for being a fantastic critic!
Chris Jericho watched out of the corner of his eye as Shane "Hurricane" Helms brought the chair down with a resounding *thunk* on his back. Well, damn. I forgot about the chair shot. Struggling to his feet, he waited for "The Hurricane" to give him a shining wizard. Shane muttered under his breath, "Oh shit. Here comes Molly." Unaware that the diva even had a spot in their match, Jericho was stunned when she slid into the ring and bulldogged Shane. Reaching toward the ropes, Molly turned toward Jericho, as if noticing him for the first time. With a sneer in his direction, she lifted the struggling Shane's lower body, twisting so as to get him into the Walls of Jericho position. Having recovered from the chair shot, Jericho saw Molly doing his patented move and started to chuckle. For a fat ass she looks pretty good in my moves. Out of the corner of his eye, Jericho saw Lita run to the ring, steel chair in hand. Sliding over to knock her out before she got to Molly, he missed.
Molly was busy enjoying making Shane tap out. The bell had been rung and she turned to say something to Jericho. It's the least I can do after interferring with his match. She remembered turning around and seeing Jericho baseball slide into Lita. Suddenly all of Lita's weight came crashing down on her skull, along with the steel chair. This is gonna hurt like a motherfu-- not even able to finish her thoughts, her world went black.
"Miss Holly?"
Nothing.
"Miss Holly?!"
Still nothing.
The doctor sighed, shaking his head at Jericho who was at her bedside. "She's still not responding. But she is showing improvement."He patted Chris on the back. "Just keep talking to her, son. She'll come around." As he made his way out the door, four other people made their way in. Lita, Shane, Edge and Jeff Hardy all came to see how their friend was fairing.
"Hey guys." Chris said, yawning loudly. "Still no response." Lita came over to her childhood friend, gently brushing back his hair and rubbing his stubble covered cheek.
"Why don't you go with the guys and get something to eat? I'm sure you're hungry. You've been here for the last seven hours."
Chris sighed and leaned his cheek against her hand. "I know, but I feel like it was my fault." Shane scoffed at his friend.
"Bischoff didn't bother to let us know that Molly and Lita were even gonna be there, much less get involved in the match!"
"Yeah, and Lita couldn't have known that you would try and stop her fr...OUCH!" Jeff said, rubbing the ribs that Edge had elbowed.
Chris groaned. "I know! I don't know why I did it either! It's not like Molly and I have ever gotten along or anything. Hell, I don't think I've even spoken 10 words to her other than to call her "Thunder Thighs" or "Hippo Hips" So why did I do that? I actuall....."
"Do you always talk about yourself? I mean, I'm the one laying here in pain and all I've heard outta you is 'Me, Me,Me'...that and insulting me."
All heads turned to Molly's bruised figure, trying to pull herself into a sitting position. Edge and Jeff rushed over to help her, while Chris backed away from her bedside. " Yeah, well at least I don't have to pull asinine little stunts like this to get attention!" Jericho retorted.
"Asini...listen you little shit, if you hadn't been trying to decapitate me with that damn chair, I wouldn't be here in the first place."
Laughter broke into their argument as both turned to see the doctor grinning at them. "I see everything is back to normal? Miss Holly, we will need to keep you overnight to make sure everything's okay."
Molly threw the covers off of her, slinging her legs over the side of the bed. "That's okay, I'm fine. I'll just get my things and ..." her voice trailed off as her face went white, eyes rolling back in her head and she collapsed, barely making it into Jericho's arms.
"Someone wanna help me, here? This girl ain't no featherweight."
Edge and Shane helped Chris shove Molly back up onto the bed. The doctor had come over and was checking out different charts, along with Molly's stats. "Uh hum. Yes, well, someone should get used to her size, just in case this happens again in the next 2 weeks."
Lita asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"Well, when the chair hit her, it caused a bleed in the brain. Nothing major, but she should be back to 100% in two weeks."
Chris looked at the doctor suspiciously. "So what happens in the next two weeks?"
"Well, someone will have to stay with her, of course. Her equilibrium has been thrown way off and if she 'zones out' for long periods of time, then the bleed my have become more serious."
The superstars all looked at one another. "I'm booked completely through until the end of next month," said Shane.
"I'm suppose to be in Montreal revealing my new book for the next two weeks,"said Jeff. The other two superstars gave their reasons for not being able to care for Molly. They all turned to look at Jericho.
"Uh, well, look at how late it is! I bet.."
"Chris," Lita started, using the tone of voice that is generally reserved for mothers and drill sergeants, "It's really your fault that she's here in the first place. And I know for a fact that you have the next two weeks off for vacation..."
"Oh, hell, no!"Chris cried, jumping up and grabbing his stuff. "Staying at the hospital to make sure she's alright, well...that's one thing. But have her stay with me? For two weeks? She'd eat me out of house and home!"Jeff chortled at that,earning another shot to the ribs, this time from Shane.
"Look, Chris, consider it your 'good deed' for your lifetime."Shane said sarcastically. "She really needs someone and you're it."
Chris looked down at the face of the woman he'd be seeing everyday for the next two weeks. Glancing back up at his friends, he said, "Alright, I'll do it. But you guys gotta promise to chip in for food!"
Hearing her group of 'friends' laugh at Jericho's comment, Molly used all her will power to keep from letting the tears that threatened fall. She was used to the "fat" jokes...she'd heard them all her life. It just really hurt to find that her friends thought she was fat, as well. As for staying two weeks with Jericho...well, she'd had her wisdom teeth pulled when she was fifteen and going through that again sounded like more fun. She didn't understand what all the girls saw in him. To her he was cocky, arrogant, egotistical...and very easy on the eyes. Okay, so he was good looking. Like that meant anything to her. She decided then that she would get better as quickly as possible and see the last of Chris Jericho. Because if she had her way, shortly after she came back, she'd be going to Smackdown.
Author:Brandy
Characters:Chris Jericho, Molly Holly,Edge, Lita, Shane Helms and various other WWE superstars
Rating:R *mainly to cover my butt*
Content: sex scenes, language
Summary: After Molly is seriously injured because of Jericho, he feels guilty enough to let her stay with him while she heals. Neither one counted on falling in love...
Disclosure: I DO NOT NOW, nor will I ever own any of these characters. The wrestlers belong to themselves and their characters "personas" belong to Vince McMahon. This story in no way imitates the wrestlers lives (other than how they live in my twisted little mind).The song "Come Away With Me" belongs to Norah Jones. The song "Cowboy Take Me Away" belongs to the Dixie Chicks. Feedback is GREATLY appreciated!!!!
Distribution: *laughing hysterically wipiwiping at eyes* no seriously.....
Author's note: This story is dedicated entirely to Simon, because of his love for the "essential" Molly. Thanks for being a fantastic critic!
Chris Jericho watched out of the corner of his eye as Shane "Hurricane" Helms brought the chair down with a resounding *thunk* on his back. Well, damn. I forgot about the chair shot. Struggling to his feet, he waited for "The Hurricane" to give him a shining wizard. Shane muttered under his breath, "Oh shit. Here comes Molly." Unaware that the diva even had a spot in their match, Jericho was stunned when she slid into the ring and bulldogged Shane. Reaching toward the ropes, Molly turned toward Jericho, as if noticing him for the first time. With a sneer in his direction, she lifted the struggling Shane's lower body, twisting so as to get him into the Walls of Jericho position. Having recovered from the chair shot, Jericho saw Molly doing his patented move and started to chuckle. For a fat ass she looks pretty good in my moves. Out of the corner of his eye, Jericho saw Lita run to the ring, steel chair in hand. Sliding over to knock her out before she got to Molly, he missed.
Molly was busy enjoying making Shane tap out. The bell had been rung and she turned to say something to Jericho. It's the least I can do after interferring with his match. She remembered turning around and seeing Jericho baseball slide into Lita. Suddenly all of Lita's weight came crashing down on her skull, along with the steel chair. This is gonna hurt like a motherfu-- not even able to finish her thoughts, her world went black.
"Miss Holly?"
Nothing.
"Miss Holly?!"
Still nothing.
The doctor sighed, shaking his head at Jericho who was at her bedside. "She's still not responding. But she is showing improvement."He patted Chris on the back. "Just keep talking to her, son. She'll come around." As he made his way out the door, four other people made their way in. Lita, Shane, Edge and Jeff Hardy all came to see how their friend was fairing.
"Hey guys." Chris said, yawning loudly. "Still no response." Lita came over to her childhood friend, gently brushing back his hair and rubbing his stubble covered cheek.
"Why don't you go with the guys and get something to eat? I'm sure you're hungry. You've been here for the last seven hours."
Chris sighed and leaned his cheek against her hand. "I know, but I feel like it was my fault." Shane scoffed at his friend.
"Bischoff didn't bother to let us know that Molly and Lita were even gonna be there, much less get involved in the match!"
"Yeah, and Lita couldn't have known that you would try and stop her fr...OUCH!" Jeff said, rubbing the ribs that Edge had elbowed.
Chris groaned. "I know! I don't know why I did it either! It's not like Molly and I have ever gotten along or anything. Hell, I don't think I've even spoken 10 words to her other than to call her "Thunder Thighs" or "Hippo Hips" So why did I do that? I actuall....."
"Do you always talk about yourself? I mean, I'm the one laying here in pain and all I've heard outta you is 'Me, Me,Me'...that and insulting me."
All heads turned to Molly's bruised figure, trying to pull herself into a sitting position. Edge and Jeff rushed over to help her, while Chris backed away from her bedside. " Yeah, well at least I don't have to pull asinine little stunts like this to get attention!" Jericho retorted.
"Asini...listen you little shit, if you hadn't been trying to decapitate me with that damn chair, I wouldn't be here in the first place."
Laughter broke into their argument as both turned to see the doctor grinning at them. "I see everything is back to normal? Miss Holly, we will need to keep you overnight to make sure everything's okay."
Molly threw the covers off of her, slinging her legs over the side of the bed. "That's okay, I'm fine. I'll just get my things and ..." her voice trailed off as her face went white, eyes rolling back in her head and she collapsed, barely making it into Jericho's arms.
"Someone wanna help me, here? This girl ain't no featherweight."
Edge and Shane helped Chris shove Molly back up onto the bed. The doctor had come over and was checking out different charts, along with Molly's stats. "Uh hum. Yes, well, someone should get used to her size, just in case this happens again in the next 2 weeks."
Lita asked, "What's wrong with her?"
"Well, when the chair hit her, it caused a bleed in the brain. Nothing major, but she should be back to 100% in two weeks."
Chris looked at the doctor suspiciously. "So what happens in the next two weeks?"
"Well, someone will have to stay with her, of course. Her equilibrium has been thrown way off and if she 'zones out' for long periods of time, then the bleed my have become more serious."
The superstars all looked at one another. "I'm booked completely through until the end of next month," said Shane.
"I'm suppose to be in Montreal revealing my new book for the next two weeks,"said Jeff. The other two superstars gave their reasons for not being able to care for Molly. They all turned to look at Jericho.
"Uh, well, look at how late it is! I bet.."
"Chris," Lita started, using the tone of voice that is generally reserved for mothers and drill sergeants, "It's really your fault that she's here in the first place. And I know for a fact that you have the next two weeks off for vacation..."
"Oh, hell, no!"Chris cried, jumping up and grabbing his stuff. "Staying at the hospital to make sure she's alright, well...that's one thing. But have her stay with me? For two weeks? She'd eat me out of house and home!"Jeff chortled at that,earning another shot to the ribs, this time from Shane.
"Look, Chris, consider it your 'good deed' for your lifetime."Shane said sarcastically. "She really needs someone and you're it."
Chris looked down at the face of the woman he'd be seeing everyday for the next two weeks. Glancing back up at his friends, he said, "Alright, I'll do it. But you guys gotta promise to chip in for food!"
Hearing her group of 'friends' laugh at Jericho's comment, Molly used all her will power to keep from letting the tears that threatened fall. She was used to the "fat" jokes...she'd heard them all her life. It just really hurt to find that her friends thought she was fat, as well. As for staying two weeks with Jericho...well, she'd had her wisdom teeth pulled when she was fifteen and going through that again sounded like more fun. She didn't understand what all the girls saw in him. To her he was cocky, arrogant, egotistical...and very easy on the eyes. Okay, so he was good looking. Like that meant anything to her. She decided then that she would get better as quickly as possible and see the last of Chris Jericho. Because if she had her way, shortly after she came back, she'd be going to Smackdown.