Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE and have no personal relations with any of the characters referenced in this fanfic, and I ap
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or the Make-A-Wish Foundation and have no personal relations with any of the characters referenced in this fanfic, and I apologize if how I portray said characters n this fanfic is not how they are in real life, I'm just a fan (hence the term FANfic)
Jessie walked along the bright white hallway, nodding to various nurses along the way, the same nurses who had been there through all of this. She didn't even need to be awake to find her brother's room, having made the walk every day for ten years. Today however, was different.
As she entered the small private room that belonged to her little brother she smiled as he jumped up and ran to hug her. Though they were almost twelve years apart, the two of them had always been very close. In fact, since their mother had re-married after the death of their father, Jessie had become his surrogate mother.
"Jessie, are you ready, can we go? Can we go?" Ryan pleaded, pulling her hand in the direction of the door.
Jessie chuckled and shook her head, "not yet, remember, we have to wait for Mr. Sheckler to get here, then we can leave."
"Aww, come on!"
"No Ryan, you know we have to wait for-"
"Wait for who?" a man in his mid thirties smiled as he walked into the room.
Ryan replied quickly, "we were waiting for you, now you're here, can we go now!"
Both Jessie and Mr. Sheckler laughed at Ryan and Sheckler nodded, "yes, yes, the car is right downstairs in front of the lobby."
Before Jessie could say anything, Ryan ran out of the door and tore for the nearest elevator, Jessie sighed, not bothering to chase after him.
"He's doing a lot better than before, he has a lot more energy," commented Mr. Sheckler as he and Jessie walked down the hospital hallway.
"Yes, he does. Though I don't know how much of it is his treatment, and how much is finally getting to do this. I can't thank you and your organization enough for doing this for him."
He smiled, "it's what we're here for, and children like Ryan make it worth while."
When they reached the lobby they saw Ryan standing at the glass doors, staring open-mouthed at the sleek black limousine sitting in the small parking lot. "Is that for us?" Ryan gasped.
Mr. Sheckler nodded and Ryan shrieked for joy and threw open the door, running out to the limo and jumping into the back seat.
Jessie and Mr. Sheckler followed him and joined him in the back. As Ryan talked to Mr. Sheckler about the events to come, Jessie leaned her head against the cold glass window and sighed, thinking of the events that had le up to this day.
Ryan was an accidental child of her parents, though they loved him as much as they did Jessie, until everything fell apart. When Ryan was three, he started complaining of headaches, and it baffled both their parents and Ryan's doctors, that is, until he passed out one day in pre-school. On that day they found a tumor growing in Ryan's brain. For years they tried radiation and other top-of-the-line treatments, but to no avail. Ryan eventually became unresponsive to all of them, and it took a terrible toll on the whole family. Their father died a year later, of heart disease, and it finally was too much to their mother. She married the richest man she could find and left Jessie and Ryan on their own, she still pays Ryan's medical bills, but that aside, she has had no presence in her children's lives since. Jessie's life had been in shambles, there se was, twenty-years-old, with a dying brother to take care of, and both of her parents gone, she thought her life was over, that is until, the Make-A-Wish Foundation came in.
Ryan had been watching the WWE practically since birth, so when the Make-A-Wish Foundation offered him his wish, he wasted no time in asking to spend a day with his favourite wrestler, Jeff Hardy.
It had been nearly three months since that day, and today was the day that Ryan would finally get his wish to spend a day with his idol. Jessie was shaken from her thoughts as the driver opened the door, they had arrived. The three of them got out of the limo and before Ryan could race off, Jessie grabbed his hand.
"The least you could do is thank Mr. Sheckler, Ryan."
He looked down at the ground guiltily, "thank you Mr. Sheckler."
He smiled, "it's been a pleasure Ryan, now, this is where I leave the two of you, and a representative from the WWE will be here in a moment to lead you to meet Mr. Hardy."
The three of them said their good-byes and watched as the limo drove away with Mr. Sheckler. Before they could even finish turning back to the arena, a small woman with a walkie-talkie and a clip board walked out to them. "Are you the kid and his older sister?"
A little miffed at the tone of the question, Jessie replied coldly, "yes, this is Ryan, and I'm Jessie, his older sister, now would you please, direct us to Mr. Hardy?"
"Yes, of course, right this way."
Ryan barely noticed his sister's exchange, literally bouncing on his heels with excitement, he speed-walked as fast as he possibly could with Jessie holding tightly to his hand. Finally they stood in front of an oak door. "Mr. Hardy will be in here waiting for you, and there will be a car for the three of you for when you decide to leave the arena, the driver has already been paid for the day. Anything else?"
"No, thank you." Jessie replied.
"Alright then." The woman knocked quietly on the door before opening it, and there, sat Jeff Hardy.