"What do you get when you put an Irishman, Scotsman, Englishman and a South African together in one room?" Drew Galloway asked.
"I don't know, what?" Stu Bennett asked.
"The hell I know, I'm too damn drunk to come up with a punch line."
Paul Lloyd Junior, known as PJ Black, chuckled from the other side of Stu. "Guess Stu was smart to get you scotch then."
Stephen Farrelly, the Irishman, was holding up the doorway with his shoulder, his own hand occupied by a drinking glass. The four friends always tried to get together since PJ and Drew were working with TNA wrestling, which meant Stu and Stephen were still working for the famous WWE wrestling company. It was hard to make these times together but they always came together around the same time each year, just to hold each other up like European brothers. Sometimes it was hard to keep up this friendship with two in TNA and the other two in the WWE.
Then Stephen's eyes shifted to a picture of Stu and his brother together hanging on the living room wall. That's when he remembered why they were all hanging out in Stu's Tampa condo.
Having seen his friend's attitude change Stu brought it up. "It's that time of year again, when she went missing. I mean when they went missing, right?"
The four friends went briefly silently. The heaviness two of them felt could also be felt by their two friends. It was like when one hurt the others knew what the problem was. In essence all of them were brothers to each other, three of whom had trained together extensively over the years. PJ and Stu had lived together at one point in time during their FCW days. So the friendship ran deep for them.
"How many years would it be now?" Stu spoke up, his voice rumbling slightly.
"Aileen would be thirty this coming Halloween." Stephen said.
"Johanna would have turned thirty-one this last March the twenty-first." PJ said.
PJ stood up and headed for the amber liquid containers on the nearby shelf to pour himself another glass. The morbid talk seemed to have sobered Drew the Scotsman up to know his earlier joke was now forgotten.
"Don't ya find it weird both your sisters went missing around the same time in the same year?" Drew asked.
"Suppose you're right, fella. A lot of children go missing with no sign of who took them. Except me. I saw the gobshites and they still got my sister." Stephen said.
Drew cast a look at PJ, who shook his head.
"The neighborhood was safe. Johanna just started to skateboard and was headed to a girl's house but never showed up. No one saw anything." PJ said.
"Don't make them retell their stories, Drew. It's hard at this time of year." Stu said.
"I don't want to think of what might have happened to my sister." Stephen, too, went for another glass of scotch.
Out of the four friends, Stephen's face was almost as red as his hair, nor was he steady on his feet and the least to talk about his sister.
"Johanna was just as active as me. She wanted to wrestle too, just like Dad. Too bad he died not knowing if she was alive or not." PJ was a little bit more forthcoming about his sister than his Irish friend.
Just then PJ's cell phone started ringing in his pocket. PJ answered it without even looking at the caller ID to see who it was.
"Hello?" Then he stood straighter. "Sarah McMahon?"
The four men glanced at each other. Sarah McMahon was Vince McMahon's daughter. Vince was the CEO of the WWE, and the last any of them heard was that she was getting her degree in filming, or something like that.
"Sorry, wasn't expecting you to call me, Sarah. What do you need?"
Stu, Drew and Stephen tried to piece together the one sided conversation they were hearing. It was a lot of Uh Huhs and Mmms that were coming from PJ at the moment.
"For me, I don't care but explain that to Stephen." Then he held the phone out. "Sarah wishes to speak with you."
Stephen took the call in the nearby kitchen.
"What she want?" Drew asked.
"She wants to do a documentary about our lost sisters. Apparently she heard about it from Triple H. She thinks it'll get a lot of press, like the Cleveland abduction case and that Jaycee girl from California. So Sarah wants to do this and maybe reopen our sisters' cases."
"You'd have to speak with Dixie." Drew said.
"And Vince." Stu added.
"She already has and both companies have agreed to go ahead with the documentary- with no mention of either in it of course. I said yes because I need to know what happened to my sister." PJ said.
"As do I, fella." Stephen came back in, tossing PJ his phone. "I want to know what happened to my sister."
"So you two are going to do it?" Stu asked.
"We need to know." Stephen said.
"We need the help. We can't let our sisters be forgotten." PJ added.
Stephen nodded. "No matter how difficult it will be to talk about it."
Little did any of them know that in time brothers and sisters will finally figure out what the others have been doing in their lives.
A/N: I know this might sound strange but I had tried this story once before but unfortunately my laptop went kapoot and all my stuff went bye-bye. It took me several years to try to attempt this story again and I'm so nervous, since this is my first story on here. I hope you guys enjoyed. I'm a bag of marbles right now. Guess that's where my insecurities come in. I'll try to be back when I can. Thank you all for reading.