Some fun events had been happening for WWF superstars as of late.  A few months earlier, Amy had been on the TV game show Weakest Link - along with Booker T, Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, The Big Show, William Regal and a couple of other wrestlers.  Although she'd been the third to last person eliminated, the redhead had had a lot of fun.  Not surprisingly, Triple H had won, although Amy had thought Stephanie was the one who most deserved title of Strongest Link.

More recently, Amy, along with Matt and Jeff, Molly Holly, Jacqueline and Test had been on the TV show Fear Factor.  Because Matt had the best "poker face," so to speak, he had ended up the winner.  Amy found it ironic that he had been the one to coin their Team Xtreme phrase "Fear is only a four-letter word."

A couple of weeks previous, Adam too had been on Weakest Link - along with the Dudley Boyz, Kane, Terri, Stone Cold Steve Austin and Debra and Jerry "The King" Lawler - for the second special WWF edition of the popular game show.  Amy knew he hadn't won, but he nor anyone else would indulge her as to what happened.  She knew the tall, handsome blond man hadn't won, as that honor had ended up being Kane's - Adam himself had insisted Amy wait to actually see the show when it aired on television.

It had run the previous night, and the two of them had watched in Amy's hotel room.

Amy smiled as she drank in the sight of her Canadian friend.  He looked gorgeous in his beige jacket and blue jeans, running a hand through his long blond hair as he stood with the other superstars before the game was underway.

The redhead rested on her stomach, her chin resting on her hands, elbows propped up on the bed as she watched.  The first round went quickly, and D'Von and Debra had answered a couple of questions incorrectly.  She answered the ones she knew the answers to aloud.

"Aww, you only missed one letter," she said with a slight grin of amusement as she looked over her shoulder at Adam.  She was referring to his response of "Ocean Eleven" for the movie "Oceans Eleven," starring George Clooney.

"Yeah," he said.  "Just wait..."  He gestured to the TV screen.

The competitors were announcing their votes for Weakest Link.  Amy's jaw dropped at the results.

"What a couple of little bitches!" she cried with a chuckle.  Both Terri and Debra had voted Edge as the Weakest Link, which she found odd.  Well, at least the Little She-Devil had claimed she chose the tall blond man because she felt "he should have been able to get out the word 'Oceans.'  Debra must have had some other reason to pick him, but clearly, D'Von deserved to be the Weakest Link, as he had missed a couple of simple questions.

It came down to a tie for who should be ejected first - between Edge and D'Von.  Amy laughed when Buh-Buh Ray said something about being "one-half of the greatest tag team in the history of the WWF."  The camera had shifted to Edge, whose reaction to that statement simply said, "Excuse me???"  The redhead turned to gaze at her blond friend, who met her eyes and smiled.

"I thought you and Christian were supposed to be the greatest team in the history of the company..." she quipped.

"Yeah, well...those guys obviously think differently."  Adam smirked.

Buh-Buh, who was the Strongest Link for the round, had the choice of electing either Edge or D'Von as the Weakest.  Obviously, the blond man was at a huge disadvantage - because how could he compete with the man's tag team partner?  As expected in this predicament, Edge was the one to end up booted first.  As he walked off the set, the Canadian turned back and said, "I was screwed!"

"Aww!" Amy exclaimed.  "You really did get screwed...that was so unfair!  And all you missed was one measly letter!"

Adam nodded.  "Like I said at the show, Deadweight D'Von should've been gone first.  If I hadn't been ganged up on, I think I could've lasted in there awhile."

"Oh, I know you could have - you would have."  She didn't add that, now that Adam had been eliminated, she no longer had that enthusiasm to watch the rest of the show.

Now, during RAW, Weakest Link was a part of the promo involving Edge and Booker T, with whom the tall blond was currently feuding.

Amy sat in her locker room watching Kurt Angle insulting the fans when Booker T suddenly came out from the back to put in his two cents.

She looked up as someone suddenly knocked on the door.  "Come in!"

"Hey...want some company for awhile?"  It was Chris Jericho.

"Hey, Chris - yeah, come on in."  She patted the opposite side of the couch for him to sit by her.

"Loverboy on yet?" the blond man teased with a smirk.

The diva blushed, unable to contain the beaming smile from forming on her face.  "No...not yet," she replied, turning her eyes back to the screen.  It was that moment that Edge's theme music began to play.  Following the seductive female voice: "You think you know me..." came the familiar guitar riffs of Rob Zombie's "Never Gonna Stop."

Chris glanced at Amy, noting the gentle smile on her face, the way her hazel eyes focused, unblinking, on the vision of the tall Canadian.  She truly was in love with Adam, and he wondered why she still hadn't told him.  As it was, Chris had his suspicions that the blond man had the same feelings toward her.

The redhead laughed as a clip of Booker on the edition of Weakest Link they'd appeared on was shown as Edge's request.  She hadn't forgotten how badly the former five-time WCW champion had fared.  Then, she laughed even harder at the expression on the man's face when the clip ended.  Chris joined her by adding his own laughter at Edge's little joke thereafter - "Funny how a man with the word 'book' in his name has apparently never read one."

Amy bit her lip as she studied Adam on the screen.  He looked so good in his tight black leather pants and gray button-down shirt.  This was the first she was actually seeing him tonight, as he'd had a daytime appearance and hadn't had a chance to hang out before RAW.

The segment came to an end soon after when Edge issued a challenge to Booker T for a match at WrestleMania.  Then, after an acceptance, the blond requested Kurt Angle's music be cued up - so everyone could practice their "You Sucks."

"Now that was a great promo!" Chris said with a chuckle as the Olympic Hero made his way up the ramp, mouthing "kiss my ass" to the crowd.  "You know, they ought to give Adam more mic time."

The redhead smiled, a sparkle still in her hazel eyes.  "You're right, Chris...he could definitely put even you to shame..."

"Well...I wouldn't go that far," Jericho quipped.

Amy giggled as she reached over to ruffle her friend's long blond hair.

After a moment in which they were both silent, Chris turned to the diva seriously.  "Hey...I know we've been down this road before, Ames, but...I really think you should tell him how you feel."

The happy expression suddenly disappeared from the diva's face, and she ran one hand through her long hair before turning back to face her friend.

"Chris, listen to me...Adam and I have spent countless times alone together...if he felt that way about me, he would have told me by now..."  Her voice took on a sad quality as she continued.  "...or at least tried to make a move on me."

Jericho absorbed the woman's words, then nodded.  "I guess you're right...I know I would certainly do that - make a move on you, that is..."  His last statement elicited a bit of a smirk from the redhead.  "...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to upset you."

"That's okay."  Amy turned back to the TV screen, crossing her legs primly as she did so.

The blond didn't say another word on the subject of the redhead and Adam again, but he was still unconvinced.  He wished there were a way he could play matchmaker for the two of them - but he couldn't do that because Amy had told him not to say anything to the tall Canadian a few months earlier.  Still, he was certain Adam reciprocated her feelings - and he if his suspicions were indeed correct, he thought his two friends should be together.

*

"Hey," Amy said with a smile as she and Trish stepped into Adam and Jay's locker room later on.  Both their matches had already happened, and they were going out after RAW.  "Too bad you had to team up with The Big Show - I bet you'd have won if Kane had been your tag partner."

Adam smiled at the redhead, then nodded in agreement.  "Probably."  He took in her appearance and was slightly distracted.  She was wearing a low-cut, crushed velvet shirt in a flattering shade of deep red and a skintight pair of black satiny hip-hugging pants.  Adam didn't miss the clear view of the generous amount of cleavage that was showing, nor how the diva's pants clung tantalizingly to her hips, butt and thighs.  He wondered how in hell he was going to to make it through the night without completely making a fool of himself with her dressed like that.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" Trish asked.  She was sitting on Jay's lap on the couch across the room.  "Are we waiting for Chris, or is he meeting us there?"

"Meeting us," Amy replied.  "He said he wanted to speak to Stephanie for awhile after the show."

"What's he thinking?" Adam asked, a look of incredulity on his handsome face.  "He's not going to do anything stupid, like ask her out, is he?"

"No, it's nothing like that," the redhead said.  "Something to do with match strategy and their current storyline...besides," she added, "what's really so horrible about him asking her out?  Okay, yeah, she's with Hunter, but...well, if a guy liked me, I wouldn't want him to hesitate on letting me know...he should just go for it - you know?"  She swung her hazel eyes to directly meet the tall blond's green ones, a small smile on her face.  After she'd hung out with Chris earlier that evening, she'd swallowed her fears and decided to just throw Adam any signal that might have an opportunity to present itself.  And she felt that what she'd just said was a pretty obvious one.

She could sense Trish and Jay's eyes on the both of them, and she couldn't help but wonder what they were thinking.  Amy was certain Trish would say something to her later on about this.  But most importantly, she wondered what was going on in Adam's mind.

The tall blond appeared slightly nervous, licking his lips and raking a hand through his long hair.  He felt his heart start to pound like a double bass drum in his chest as he continued to study Amy.  As well as he knew her, he wasn't quite sure what she'd meant by that comment.  Was she offering him an invitation to ask her out, or was she merely putting herself in Stephanie McMahon's shoes and saying that Chris should say something to her?  He wasn't sure - women were so complex.  When they said one thing, oftentimes they meant something completely different - at least in his experience.

"Well," Trish said, suddenly breaking up Adam's thoughts, "we'd better go meet Jeff, Stacy, Matt and Shane if we're going to do anything tonight."  She rose from her boyfriend's lap and tugged on his hand.

Adam watched them leave the room, and then he turned back to Amy.  The redhead was gazing at him thoughtfully, as if pondering something.  After a beat, she smiled.  "We'd better go with them..."

*

Chris Jericho made his way into the club where he'd promised to meet his friends and smiled.  He was not alone, as he'd somehow managed to convince Stephanie McMahon to accept his invitation to join him.  He'd insisted it would not be a date, but rather two friends hanging out with other a group of other friends.  The brunette had smiled and agreed, but she hadn't exactly told her boyfriend where she was going and with whom.

"Well, would you take a look at that," Jay said with a little laugh.  Trish, Amy, Adam, Jeff and Shane Helms all looked up in the direction he was staring.  Beside him, his girlfriend let out a surprised little gasp.

"I don't believe my eyes!" the little blonde quipped.

Amy smiled with amusement, shifting her eyes to Adam's.  The tall Canadian looked surprised and gave her a half-smirk, half-smile, then winked.  "Interesting turn of events."

"Hey," Chris said as he and the brunette were finally at the table.  He pulled up a chair for Stephanie to sit down.  After she thanked him, taking the seat, she said hello to the others.  The only two from their group not at the table were Matt and Stacy, who were on the dance floor and currently bumping and grinding.

"Well, this sure is a pleasant surprise," Trish said as she regarded the boss' daughter.  "Glad you could join us, Stephanie."

"Yeah, well...I thought it would be fun to do something like this...Paul and I are usually all just business.  Not that I don't enjoy the business, but when that's all you do, it gets a little boring."

Jericho smiled as he studied the young woman's face as she spoke.  It was clearly obvious that he was completely smitten with her - well, maybe obvious to everyone but Stephanie...