This is a new story. It's also the first AU story that I've written.

The setting is 1950's New York and West Virginia.
It's going to have WWE, and possibly some TNA characters.
Remember to leave a review if you like it, so that I know you want me to continue.

I own Marianne Addison, Joseph Addison and Jack Clearwater.

Thanks to NellyLove, who let me run the ideas past her for this story.

Marianne Addison sat by the window of the New York townhouse and slowly ran the brush over her shiny brunette locks. She was determined to look her best, as her fiancé was due to arrive soon. Phillip Brooks was a charming man, with good looks, intelligence, and a successful business back in his hometown of Chicago. The couple had been courting for six months when Phillip got down on one knee and presented Marianne with a beautiful antique ring. She had not needed any persuasion to accept his proposal, and her father had been just a delighted by the news of his only daughter's engagement.

Since Joseph Addison had lost his wife to illness, he had been determined to do right by his daughter. Phillip had always been the perfect gentleman from day one, so it was no surprise when he had turned up on the doorstep in his best suit and asked Joseph for his daughter's hand in marriage. Marianne deserved the best, and Phillip Brooks certainly fit the bill. He had already started work on a grand house in the city, which was to be the marital home.

Arriving at the townhouse, Phillip smoothed down his hair and knocked on the door. Seconds later, Marianne threw the door open and draped her arms around his neck. Stepping inside the house, Phillip closed the door behind them and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Joseph Addison walked out from the back room and greeted his future son in law.

"Phillip, how are things?" he smiled.

"Good Joseph, very good. And you?" he replied.

"Oh, I can't complain." Joseph shrugged.

"Why did you want to call round today?" Marianne asked her fiancé.

"Well, I'm afraid I won't be here tomorrow. Something needs to be done at the business in Chicago. I leave tonight." Phillip replied.

"When will you return?" Marianne asked with a hint of disappointment.

"The weekend I should expect." Phillip replied, taking her hand in his.

"I'm sure he'll be back before you know it." Joseph assured his daughter.

"I hope so." She replied, pouting a little.

"Look, I promise to bring you back a gift from Chicago." Phillip told her.

"I'd like that." She nodded, standing on her tiptoes to kiss his cheek.

"I'll leave you to it." Joseph nodded and walked back into the room.

"Don't be sad." Phillip whispered as he registered the look of hurt on his fiancée's face.

"You are coming back, aren't you?" Marianne looked up at him with her wide green eyes.

"You have my word." He replied, taking her hand and pointing to the ring on her finger.

"I'll be waiting." She sighed as he opened the door to leave.

"I love you Marianne." He told her, kissing her one last time before walking out and closing the door behind him.

The following day, Marianne went out to get a few things. She enjoyed the hustle and bustle of New York, although she had never been outside of it. After getting some bread and a newspaper for her father, the brunette decided to walk back by her favourite dress shop. She had already tried on her wedding dress a couple of weeks earlier; it was white with a large underskirt and lots of lace detailing. Marianne had decided to wear a veil to match, as well as some spring flowers in her hair that matched her bouquet.

The brunette was pulled from her thoughts by a familiar voice. It couldn't be Phillip though, because he had to be in Chicago by now… Glancing around the street, Marianne was confused to see a distant figure that resembled her fiancé. Clutching her shopping bag, the brunette made her way across the road and closer to the figure that appeared to be relaying instructions to two other men. One was tall and fair with a small beard, while the other was large and robust with darker hair. The trio began walking down the street and entered a large warehouse building. Marianne slowly followed and watched from a safe distance.

"How many times have I got to tell you Husky?" The man turned to the side, so that she could clearly see it was Phillip.

"Sorry boss." The large man replied, shrugging his shoulders.

"Joe, get this lot boxed up. Mr DiBiase will be waiting." Phillip told the other man.

"Sure." Joe nodded and started lifting some boxes that were lying around.

"Boss, what do we do with the body?" Husky asked.

"Keep your damn voice down! Do you want to be next?" Phillip's face contorted threateningly.

"No boss." He replied quietly.

"And nobody is to know about this." Phillip added.

"About the boxes or the guy you killed?" Husky asked confusedly.

Phillip's face contorted once more as he took off his belt and whipped it across Husky's back. The larger man let out a pained groan as a second blow came, followed by a third. The sound of the belt connecting with the man's back made Marianne shudder. How could her fiancé be capable of all this? Why was he not in Chicago? Why had he lied to her? Why did these men say that he had killed someone?

Turning and walking as fast as she could, the brunette made her way home, closing the door behind her and sinking to her knees. Joseph came into the hall to see his daughter in a state of shock, shivering as tears streamed down her face. Ushering her into the kitchen, he put the kettle on the stove and sat down beside his daughter as she began to explain what had occurred that day. Although he found it hard to believe, the state of his daughter more than validated the story for Joseph.

"How can I marry him now?" Marianne cried as her father placed a cup of sweet tea in front of her for the shock.

"Nobody's forcing you to do anything." Her father assured her.

"If he can be that violent, would he do the same to me?" the brunette fretted as a thousand thoughts went round in her head.

"Are you afraid?" Joseph asked his daughter.

"Yes, I am afraid." She nodded.

"He's not supposed to return until the weekend. Why don't you go away?" Joseph suggested.

"Without you?" Marianne imagined her father being punished for her absence.

"Don't worry about me." Joseph shook his head.

"But where would I go?" Marianne asked.

"I have a friend in West Virginia. He'll take care of you." Joseph explained to his daughter.

"West Virginia?" she frowned.

"If you really need to escape from Phillip, then I'll arrange it." Her father told her.

"Yes please." She nodded, sipping her tea.

"His name's Jack Clearwater. He has a farm, so you might be expected to help with the workload." Joseph nodded.

"I'll do it. I can't possibly marry Phillip now." Marianne sighed.

So two days later, Marianne Addison found herself on a train bound for West Virginia…

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