Chapter 1: Finding Abigail
She sat in Bush Intercontinental Airport surrounded by the bustle and noise of the travelers juggling carry-on bags, children, and late flights. She listened to patrons complaining about the newest security measures that made their visits in the airport longer than ever before. Abigail checked her watch for the third time in as many minutes as she waiting for her delayed flight to finally be called to load passengers. Her foot tapped restlessly on the ground until finally the cracking voice on the intercom called out her flight number.
Abigail stood to get in the milling line of people. She saw a young woman with flashy long red hair stand just three people ahead of her. The woman was signing what looked like an autograph for a young boy wearing a wrestling shirt. The man standing beside the boy smiled and said that they sure missed her out there. Abigail frowned when she saw a man coming up towards the young woman. He had long black hair and an angry look on his face. Abigail skirted past the man and stood in front so that the man was cut off, "Do I know you?" she asked him before he could hassle the woman.
"Get out of my way lady; I want a piece of that bitch." He placed his hands on her shoulders and shoved her back into the woman who deftly caught her and righted her. Abigail stood there fuming as the man tried to grab at the woman. She grabbed his hand and in a flash had him slammed up against a white column with his shoulder twisting it until he cried out. "One, she doesn't look like a female dog to me, and second if you don't get out of here right out I'm really going to give you a reason to scream." She shoved him unceremoniously to the ground and turned back to the woman who had a nice muscled body and could possibly have taken the man. She smiled sweetly and tugged out the wrinkles in her tailored baby blue business suit. "I know you could have taken him, but I hate being called a lady." She smiled and walked away as the crowd of onlookers applauded. As she boarded the plane, she didn't notice the group of men and women milling around the woman.
Amy looked up at Steve, "Is that her?" she asked quietly of the man known as the rattlesnake. His eyes lowered and he nodded, "yea, that's my daughter. And she looks just like me." Amy, known to all of her fans as Lita, patted his shoulder as she hooked her arm through Adam Copeland's. "Well I hope you can talk to her," she said as she and her boyfriend boarded the plane behind Abigail. Stone Cold Steve Austin looked at the rest of the group. The young men were grinning and talking about Stone Cold's lava hot daughter. He punched Randy Orton's shoulder slightly, "Shut up. I'll beat anyone who lays one fucking hand on her."
Behind the group a pair of piercing blue eyes studied Abigail's retreating back. He grinned at Steve's words and rubbed his hand over his heart. His fame was beginning to draw attention from the crowd and he stepped towards the gate apologizing to the people who asked for pictures and autographs. His eyes stayed on the young woman knowing that he wouldn't heed Stone Cold's advice. John Cena had just found his soul mate.