To Find Love Again
A Sean O'Haire fan fic
Author note 1: I own Nothing.
Author note 2: Enjoy.
Chapter One
"Okay class, hand me your Tutorial 2 step-by-steps and Tutorial 2 review if you have finished. After that, you all have a blessed day."
One by one, the students came up to Trista O'Haire's desk, handing her their daily assignments. It was her last class, Spreadsheet Fundamentals, which was also her lightest class in terms of students. After that, it would be lunch time, and then back in the room until 4:30 when she can pack up and leave. The class had left shortly afterwards, so Trista organized the papers she needed to grade or put in folders to give back. Therefore, everything will be in place when she got back from lunch.
She sighed happily. She could not wait until tomorrow afternoon. Her husband, the love of her life, Sean O'Haire was coming home. He had been on tour in Europe the week before for Tour De Force, and he had a heavy schedule this week on SmackDown!, making it two long, stressful weeks for the couple. They have been married for 2 years, right before Sean made it big in WCW. She could deal with the schedule there, since they were closer to home, and he could see her more often. Since joining WWE and then going to OVW, the couple busted their ass to make the relationship work long- distance. Trista was going to college then, taking courses online for Middle Georgia College and then actually going to class at Berry College. After completing her Bachelor's, they had gotten married and they moved to Tifton in search for a more peaceful environment to spend time together.
Trista sighed again. 'So much for a big push and being paired with Roddy Piper,' she thought to herself. She missed her husband so much. At one time, he did want her to come with him to be his traveling partner and his assistant, but she had declined. As much as she wanted to, she did not want to leave her dream; her job teaching at Tifton College. She had wanted to do this since she was 13 years old. Teach computer classes at a technical college.
Her thoughts were distracted by one of her greatest friends in the world, Mercedes O'Brien. She worked at the front desk at Tifton College, and was Trista's lunch buddy, along with another great friend, Shelly Mullis. Besides Mercedes and Shelly, Leia Knowles and Stacy Keibler were her sisters, family for life. They all had grown up together while going to school here in Tifton, GA. After graduation, Leia and Stacy had won a "Born to Diva" contest which granted them WWE contracts. Mercedes went right to work at the college, while Shelly and Trista both obtained Associate and Bachelor degrees in their respective areas. Trista for Business Education and Shelly, Early Childhood Education.
"Hey Tristy!" Mercedes said cheerfully, waving to her.
"Hi darling, ready for lunch?" Trista responded.
"Hell yea girl, I wanna go to Wendy's"
"Let's go."
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It was 3:45, and Trista was busy entering grades and grading papers for her other class, Database Fundamentals. After putting up the papers in the students' folders, Trista was getting ready to grade some more papers for the Spreadsheet class when there was a knock on her door. Setting her things down quickly, she told the person to come in.
A tiny adult girl came in, taking her time to shut the door. It was Carissa Littrell, one of Trista's best students. She had quit school at the age of 17 to care for her mother, who was very ill at the time. She died two years later, leaving Carissa to care for her younger sister, Maria. It made Trista feel good for other students to confide in her, because this was her job. To teach students and to be their support as well. Carissa was no other exception; she often came to Trista when she needed anything.
"Hey baby, come sit down," Trista offered.
"Hey Mrs. Trista, I just came by to tell you I won't be here for a few days."
Trista got out her calendar book and wrote down the informed absences. Maria was supposed to have surgery for the ear tubes, which was understandable. After digging up future assignments and giving them to her, Trista wished her well and she was on her way. Looking up at the clock again, Trista decided to take the Spreadsheet papers home with her and got ready to go home.
The 20-minute drive home went by extremely slow. Trista cursed at the radio stations for their commercials were too long, and then they weren't picking very good choices for music today. She liked a little bit of everything; and you would think that there was no problem finding a station suitable for her tastes. Riight...not with all these commercials and then sometimes the antennas/radio technology decides to be cute and not come in at all. Bah! Trista gave up and settled on a classic rock station. She turned the radio low so she could pay better attention to avoid all these idiots on the highway. She was in thought as well, which that and driving at the same time was one of her greatest talents.
She called Shelly shortly after, to discuss some plans while killing the slow time. When everyone got home from the road, the girls and their guys got together for the whole weekend; that was how close they all were. They had a good time just talking about their trips, which were always interesting to hear. It was pretty crazy, but Trista was still young, she could handle it.
The phone call came to a stop when Trista pulled up into the driveway. She saw Sean's 2002 Chevy truck in the driveway, next to her Grand Prix. Pulling in next to the truck, she parked and blinked her eyes, making sure she was not seeing things. Yep, it was his alright, black truck with a medium sized spider sticker on the back window. Smiling, Trista quickly got out of her Expedition and got her things and ran into the house. Setting her things down, she went to look for her husband.
"Sean? Sean! I know you are in here!" Her tracks stopped at the entrance to the couple's bedroom. Sean was in bed, sleeping soundly, looking so adorable.
After awwing, Trista tiptoed to the side of the bed, kneeling down beside him. She stroked his shaggy hair gently, brushing it out of his face. Kissing his forehead, she got up and began to go back into the hallway, when all of a sudden, someone grabbed her and they went flying onto the bed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
She looked up in horror, only to realize she was facing her husband. After catching her breath, Trista wrestled around with him, trying to get up. After awhile, he let go of her.
"Asshole!" She playfully punched him before exchanging a warm embrace. "You wrinkled my pretty dress!"
He laughed and kissed her cheek lightly. "Honestly, did you really think I was sleeping?"
"Yes!" She got up and walked into the hallway, with him following her. "I should've known you would pull something like that. Typical husband."
"Oh but you still love me." He lifted her up and spun her around before kissing her gently.
While she was getting everything situated in her office, the couple caught up on any talk that didn't make it on the phone conversations they had for the past two weeks. He had wanted to surprise her though, hoping to spend a little extra time with her before everyone had got together for the weekend. The others had come back too, and all agreed that tonight was a resting night. He didn't have to leave until Tuesday morning.
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Trista lay awake in bed, looking up towards the ceiling. It was 4:30 in the morning, and she couldn't sleep. She should be sleeping though; her and Sean had been at each other all evening like there was no tomorrow. Something had kept nagging at her since they went to sleep earlier, most likely causing her not to sleep. Earlier while making love, Sean's cell phone had kept ringing for no apparent reason. She had managed to get a glimpse at the caller ID before Sean noticed it. She had seen another woman's name on the ID. She would not have been worried as much if it were someone like one of the McMahon women or friends. The name on the phone read 'Wilson, Torrie, 386-149-8658'.
From the looks of it, it was a cell phone number. Trista could not help but think of it. She loved Sean dearly and she couldn't imagine a man like him cheating on her. She knew that he would never do such a thing, but that nagging feeling was telling her otherwise. 'Maybe I am just paranoid or something," she thought.
The alarm clock rang shortly thereafter, signaling for Trista to get up. Groaning, she turned it off and got up. After a nice shower, she threw on a robe and went downstairs for a quick breakfast and to fix up the coffee maker for Sean when he got up for his coffee. While nibbling on a nutri grain bar, Sean came downstairs to join her. After finishing, she gave him a good morning kiss and jetted back upstairs to finish getting ready.
Forty-five minutes later, Trista was ready to head out for work. The phone rang loudly before she could get out of the door. Frustrated, Trista ran to the phone, answering it just in time.
"Hello, O'Haire residence," she answered.
"Tristy! Hi!" It was Shelly.
"Hi darling how are you doing?"
"Good! Good! Well anyway, I just wanted to let you know that Leia, Stacy, and I are gonna stop by."
"What time? You do know I have lecture today."
"Dunno but it's important."
"Ok. See you whenever then. Bye."
Trista hung up and put her things in the Expedition and started it up. While it was warming up, Trista ran back in for her pocketbook and a bottle of water for on the way. Kissing Sean goodbye, she was on her way.
A Sean O'Haire fan fic
Author note 1: I own Nothing.
Author note 2: Enjoy.
Chapter One
"Okay class, hand me your Tutorial 2 step-by-steps and Tutorial 2 review if you have finished. After that, you all have a blessed day."
One by one, the students came up to Trista O'Haire's desk, handing her their daily assignments. It was her last class, Spreadsheet Fundamentals, which was also her lightest class in terms of students. After that, it would be lunch time, and then back in the room until 4:30 when she can pack up and leave. The class had left shortly afterwards, so Trista organized the papers she needed to grade or put in folders to give back. Therefore, everything will be in place when she got back from lunch.
She sighed happily. She could not wait until tomorrow afternoon. Her husband, the love of her life, Sean O'Haire was coming home. He had been on tour in Europe the week before for Tour De Force, and he had a heavy schedule this week on SmackDown!, making it two long, stressful weeks for the couple. They have been married for 2 years, right before Sean made it big in WCW. She could deal with the schedule there, since they were closer to home, and he could see her more often. Since joining WWE and then going to OVW, the couple busted their ass to make the relationship work long- distance. Trista was going to college then, taking courses online for Middle Georgia College and then actually going to class at Berry College. After completing her Bachelor's, they had gotten married and they moved to Tifton in search for a more peaceful environment to spend time together.
Trista sighed again. 'So much for a big push and being paired with Roddy Piper,' she thought to herself. She missed her husband so much. At one time, he did want her to come with him to be his traveling partner and his assistant, but she had declined. As much as she wanted to, she did not want to leave her dream; her job teaching at Tifton College. She had wanted to do this since she was 13 years old. Teach computer classes at a technical college.
Her thoughts were distracted by one of her greatest friends in the world, Mercedes O'Brien. She worked at the front desk at Tifton College, and was Trista's lunch buddy, along with another great friend, Shelly Mullis. Besides Mercedes and Shelly, Leia Knowles and Stacy Keibler were her sisters, family for life. They all had grown up together while going to school here in Tifton, GA. After graduation, Leia and Stacy had won a "Born to Diva" contest which granted them WWE contracts. Mercedes went right to work at the college, while Shelly and Trista both obtained Associate and Bachelor degrees in their respective areas. Trista for Business Education and Shelly, Early Childhood Education.
"Hey Tristy!" Mercedes said cheerfully, waving to her.
"Hi darling, ready for lunch?" Trista responded.
"Hell yea girl, I wanna go to Wendy's"
"Let's go."
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It was 3:45, and Trista was busy entering grades and grading papers for her other class, Database Fundamentals. After putting up the papers in the students' folders, Trista was getting ready to grade some more papers for the Spreadsheet class when there was a knock on her door. Setting her things down quickly, she told the person to come in.
A tiny adult girl came in, taking her time to shut the door. It was Carissa Littrell, one of Trista's best students. She had quit school at the age of 17 to care for her mother, who was very ill at the time. She died two years later, leaving Carissa to care for her younger sister, Maria. It made Trista feel good for other students to confide in her, because this was her job. To teach students and to be their support as well. Carissa was no other exception; she often came to Trista when she needed anything.
"Hey baby, come sit down," Trista offered.
"Hey Mrs. Trista, I just came by to tell you I won't be here for a few days."
Trista got out her calendar book and wrote down the informed absences. Maria was supposed to have surgery for the ear tubes, which was understandable. After digging up future assignments and giving them to her, Trista wished her well and she was on her way. Looking up at the clock again, Trista decided to take the Spreadsheet papers home with her and got ready to go home.
The 20-minute drive home went by extremely slow. Trista cursed at the radio stations for their commercials were too long, and then they weren't picking very good choices for music today. She liked a little bit of everything; and you would think that there was no problem finding a station suitable for her tastes. Riight...not with all these commercials and then sometimes the antennas/radio technology decides to be cute and not come in at all. Bah! Trista gave up and settled on a classic rock station. She turned the radio low so she could pay better attention to avoid all these idiots on the highway. She was in thought as well, which that and driving at the same time was one of her greatest talents.
She called Shelly shortly after, to discuss some plans while killing the slow time. When everyone got home from the road, the girls and their guys got together for the whole weekend; that was how close they all were. They had a good time just talking about their trips, which were always interesting to hear. It was pretty crazy, but Trista was still young, she could handle it.
The phone call came to a stop when Trista pulled up into the driveway. She saw Sean's 2002 Chevy truck in the driveway, next to her Grand Prix. Pulling in next to the truck, she parked and blinked her eyes, making sure she was not seeing things. Yep, it was his alright, black truck with a medium sized spider sticker on the back window. Smiling, Trista quickly got out of her Expedition and got her things and ran into the house. Setting her things down, she went to look for her husband.
"Sean? Sean! I know you are in here!" Her tracks stopped at the entrance to the couple's bedroom. Sean was in bed, sleeping soundly, looking so adorable.
After awwing, Trista tiptoed to the side of the bed, kneeling down beside him. She stroked his shaggy hair gently, brushing it out of his face. Kissing his forehead, she got up and began to go back into the hallway, when all of a sudden, someone grabbed her and they went flying onto the bed.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
She looked up in horror, only to realize she was facing her husband. After catching her breath, Trista wrestled around with him, trying to get up. After awhile, he let go of her.
"Asshole!" She playfully punched him before exchanging a warm embrace. "You wrinkled my pretty dress!"
He laughed and kissed her cheek lightly. "Honestly, did you really think I was sleeping?"
"Yes!" She got up and walked into the hallway, with him following her. "I should've known you would pull something like that. Typical husband."
"Oh but you still love me." He lifted her up and spun her around before kissing her gently.
While she was getting everything situated in her office, the couple caught up on any talk that didn't make it on the phone conversations they had for the past two weeks. He had wanted to surprise her though, hoping to spend a little extra time with her before everyone had got together for the weekend. The others had come back too, and all agreed that tonight was a resting night. He didn't have to leave until Tuesday morning.
~~~~~~~~~~
Trista lay awake in bed, looking up towards the ceiling. It was 4:30 in the morning, and she couldn't sleep. She should be sleeping though; her and Sean had been at each other all evening like there was no tomorrow. Something had kept nagging at her since they went to sleep earlier, most likely causing her not to sleep. Earlier while making love, Sean's cell phone had kept ringing for no apparent reason. She had managed to get a glimpse at the caller ID before Sean noticed it. She had seen another woman's name on the ID. She would not have been worried as much if it were someone like one of the McMahon women or friends. The name on the phone read 'Wilson, Torrie, 386-149-8658'.
From the looks of it, it was a cell phone number. Trista could not help but think of it. She loved Sean dearly and she couldn't imagine a man like him cheating on her. She knew that he would never do such a thing, but that nagging feeling was telling her otherwise. 'Maybe I am just paranoid or something," she thought.
The alarm clock rang shortly thereafter, signaling for Trista to get up. Groaning, she turned it off and got up. After a nice shower, she threw on a robe and went downstairs for a quick breakfast and to fix up the coffee maker for Sean when he got up for his coffee. While nibbling on a nutri grain bar, Sean came downstairs to join her. After finishing, she gave him a good morning kiss and jetted back upstairs to finish getting ready.
Forty-five minutes later, Trista was ready to head out for work. The phone rang loudly before she could get out of the door. Frustrated, Trista ran to the phone, answering it just in time.
"Hello, O'Haire residence," she answered.
"Tristy! Hi!" It was Shelly.
"Hi darling how are you doing?"
"Good! Good! Well anyway, I just wanted to let you know that Leia, Stacy, and I are gonna stop by."
"What time? You do know I have lecture today."
"Dunno but it's important."
"Ok. See you whenever then. Bye."
Trista hung up and put her things in the Expedition and started it up. While it was warming up, Trista ran back in for her pocketbook and a bottle of water for on the way. Kissing Sean goodbye, she was on her way.