Not my first fic, but it is my first WWE fic. I don't own anything. The McMahons and WWE Inc. does
Everyone says that before you die you see your life flash before your eyes. Just before that big moment, when your car smashes into another; or when you're staring down the barrel of a gun; or when your arm tingles and your vision begins to blur, you get that bad feeling within your gut knowing that something terrible will happen. It is at that second that you become conscious to the fact that you won't be home for that dinner; or that you will miss that mornings meeting. That's when the time comes for that question… 'Was my life complete? Did I regret anything?'
Stephanie McMahon-Levesque regretted nothing. At least she thought she didn't. Of course she had those bumps in the road when fate dealt you a hand that you couldn't play. Everyone hated Stephanie's on- air personality, but personally and professionally, everyone adored her. They respected, admired and idolized her. Most people at least. Stephanie was a hard working person who could never stay in one place if her life depended on it. She was a McMahon and like her family, she put the business and its fans in front of everything else and devoted her time and efforts into their empire. But Stephanie was always someone who was torn between her own family, business, her friends and herself. She put everyone in front of her own well being to the point where sometimes her television personality did come out, just as her fathers always had.
So, for Stephanie, yes, your life does flash before your eyes. You realize your mistakes and you see the path that you were walking. You see your life in the eyes of others and it scares you to death. That's what Stephanie felt now. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't move, and she felt cold. She heard sounds that she couldn't describe, smelled things that she hadn't smelt before and felt nothing but pain. It was the question that echoed over and over in her mind as she heard shouting from somewhere. That question… 'Am I dead?'