Disclaimer: Any wrestlers mentioned in here are owned by the WWE. The OC Brenna Danielson belongs to me though.
She looked so close to death, just riding the line between living and dying and he didn't do a damn thing to help her through this time in her life.
"They think it's acute kidney failure." Bryan Danielson said as he stood outside of his sister Brenna's hospital room.
Bryan was talking to his fiance, Brie Bella, who was out of state. This was just one of several emergencies that plagued the Danielson family just this year. First his father's heart attack and now his sister's struggle with kidney failure.
"What's going to happen now?" Brie asked.
"Well, soon she's going to need to go on dialysis, which we all knew was going to happen sooner or later." He glanced into the room to see his mom and dad talking to Brenna. "But I want to do something before that. Something she hasn't done in a while."
"Yeah, what's that?"
"Bring her on the road with us, just until she has to go in for surgery to get that tube implanted into her stomach."
"It's the paritoneal catheter, Bryan." Brie said.
He pulled the phone away from his ear, looked at it with a frown and then put it back to his ear. "How do you know that?"
Brie laughed. "Because, I listened to her when she was trying to explain it to me last. And besides, it's a lot more effective for her that way, if she needs to travel or go to work, or something, it's a more hands on thing for her to deal with than the hemodialysis one."
"Sorry, it's just, with my life I never really, I never really," he started feeling his throat close up, the prickling feeling in his eyes worsened as he thought about it all.
"I wish I could hug and kiss you right now." Brie sounded as choked up has he did over the phone. "I wish I could be there."
Bryan heard someone calling for Brie's name. "Who was that?"
"Just Summer. Could you give the phone to Brenna?"
"Sure." He stepped into the room. "Brenna, Brie wants to talk to you."
Bryan didn't want to think about how pale she looked. Compared to the black hair she inherited from their mom, she had the same nearly ghostly pale white skin as Sheamus. And this was bad. Her kidneys, they weren't at the level that adults needed to function. She never did anything wrong to go through this.
"Okay." She half whispered but the smile was still there. She took the phone and smiled bigger when hearing her future sister in law on the other end. "Hi Brie." She laughed, cringing as she held her lower stomach. "Yeah, it hurts a little. But it was a sudden onset, they say that with enough fluids I'll be better. Huh, oh, I can't wait. Yeah, I'll be there. I'm the only one that can do the tricks that you want."
"Tricks, what tricks?" Bryan asked, only to have his sister wave him off.
"Yeah, I know what to do. Love ya, soon to be sister in law. Can't wait for the big day. Here, Bryan, your fiance wants to say something." She held his phone back to him.
He took it and went back out the door. "What did you tell her?"
She laughed in his ear. "Nothing, just a few fun things for the wedding party."
"Brie," he half whined as he put a hand on his head. "Please don't, this is important to me."
"It's the reception party. She'll be good enough for it. I have to go, Babe. Love you." And like that she ended the phone conversation.
"Bryan?" His mom Bonnie asked as she walked out of the room. "What's going on?"
"I just wanted to let Brie know what was going on." He sighed, shaking his head and running a hand over his beard. "Jon will be flying in for a little bit. Him and the rest of the guys are taken some time off. He'll be in to see Brenna."
"He's a good boy for that." She smiled as she held onto the tiny cross that hung around her neck, looking in at her daughter every once in a while. "She'll be okay, Bryan, you have to believe she will be."
"Mom, she's not dying."
"Not this time. But, what if something else happens? I can't help but think that all of this is my fault."
"Mom, stop." Bryan had to physically turn her to face him. "This is the hand she was dealt and she's okay with it. Stop thinking it's your fault. Whatever happened, it wasn't you. Look, when she gets out, after the wedding we're hoping to bring her on the road with us. Just until she has to get that catheter implanted. Anyway, she'll be with Brie and me, her sister Nikki and Jon Good will be there too. There isn't anything to worry about, Mom. She'll be safe."
"What if she doesn't want to go?"
"That's her decision then. Not ours."
"I don't know. She's so sick right now."
"Mom, she's going to be fine. She's been through a lot, yeah so what? This is her chance to live it up before being tied down with all this medical crap. It would be good for her to get out of Aberdeen and just, well live it up."
It hurt to look at his mom and see the pain in her face. Most of his life was watching his sister go in and out of hospitals. While he was making a name for himself, she was often in a hospital with some form of infection or whatever.
Now it was time to see if she was strong enough to be a part of his life.
"Do you think she and Jon will get back together if she decides to go on the road with him?" Bryan's mother asked bringing him out of his thoughts.
"Good, Jon Good?" His mom nodded at his question. "Yeah, he's a good guy. I'm sure he'll watch out for her if she comes on the road."
That was the best he could hope for.
Brenna deserved the best at the moment.
For all of you who know me, I have not written in the wrestling fandom in some time. I will be honest, all my other work doesn't interest me. Life caught up with me, my own health issues surfacing and also other illnesses in my own family.
So with all that has been going on, I've lost a lot of interest in the WWE, and wrestling in general. But while going through some of my old stuff I found this thing. When reading through it I felt that it would be a good thing for me. It's different, in my opinion, even if it's not finished yet. I have more chapters that I want to polish up and publish for all of you to enjoy.
