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After hearing the shocking news Stacy had delivered to him, Shawn knew what he had to do.
It wouldn't be easy... He and the other man had had their share of differences in the last couple of months. But he couldn't believe the truth of the matter. It was completely unthinkable - and it made him want to go and find Test and smash the guy's buck teeth in with his Sweet Chin Music kick...
Shawn knew he wouldn't do it - at least not yet. There was so much at stake - too much, for him to just go and blow all of the plans that had been laid out for the big Canadian. There was the plan he'd just learned about... And of course, there was Stacy...
The leggy blonde diva had asked him to promise not to let the cat out of the bag - verbally or by any action he might want to take. She'd been afraid of Test finding out the truth - despite Edge and Jericho - and now the Heartbreak Kid himself - having her back. For the most part, however, Stacy was most concerned for Lita. The redhead had quickly become her closest friend.
"Damn it..." Shawn ran a hand through his shoulder-length blond hair as he thought about it all. Stacy was merely playing a part at this point. She was pretending to be Test's girlfriend, to be in love with the man. She'd confessed to him that she'd been holding out in the area of sex over the last couple of weeks - but Test was getting very demanding.
Shawn swallowed hard at when he thought of the mere idea of the tall blonde having to offer herself to the other man in that way - the bastard... From what she'd said, she didn't even hold any kind of tender feelings toward him anymore. He did find relief in that knowledge.
Sighing, HBK rose from the chair in which he'd been sitting and pushed his way out of his locker room. He felt he had no other choice than to go and let the man know he knew what was up. He only hoped he wouldn't be too upset with Stacy - but he understood and appreciated the diva's intentions in telling him the news.
He paused for a moment as he stood outside the locker room, then swallowed hard and knocked.
The door opened a few seconds later, but the eyes of the man standing there widened for a beat before narrowing suspiciously.
"What do you want?"
Shawn turned his head right and then left, scanning the arena hallway for anyone who might be lingering and watching him. There was no one.
"Look, I'm not here to start anything... I need to talk to you."
"Oh, is that so?" Chris Jericho asked. "Or are you really here to kick the shit out of me again?"
"No, I swear," Michaels said, putting his hands up in a placating gesture. "I'm only here to talk."
Y2J eyed the other man suspiciously for a few seconds. Finally, he spoke again.
"Well, then... In that case, you'd better come on in..."
Shawn did as the blond man suggested, noting that Jericho was alone - and for that, he was grateful. He didn't want to have to face Lita or Edge and outrightly let them know that he knew all their personal business.
"So... What can I do for you, Junior?" Chris asked.
"I know, Jericho... I know what you're doing." When the other man arched a brow,
he continued. "I know Lita is your cousin, and what you and Stacy are doing to take
revenge on Test for what he did to her, and..." He paused at the look of shock on
Chris' face. "...I just want you to know, I'd like to help you guys - in any way I can..."