A/N: This is the first chapter of my story, Never Let You Fall starring WWE Superstars Tyson Kidd and Natalya!

Disclaimer: I do not own any recognisable person in this story. They either belong to Vince McMahon or they belong to themselves. However, if I could, I would definitely buy Harry Smith off of Vince McMahon. The Hart Family will be mentioned (of course!)

Also, I am not intending to disrespect any person in this story. Even though this chapter (and a couple other chapters will as well) is based off of true events, the way it is set out and all emotions/reactions etc, are fictional and were made up in my brain. I suppose reading different articles (especially ones with Martha Hart and the Owen Hart lawsuit) inspired me to write the events the way I have.

That being said, enjoy and review!

As I walked up to my Grandparent's house, a small smile graced my lips. I loved this place; it was where Mom grew up. It was where I spent nearly every single holiday. It was where we celebrated birthdays, new arrivals to the family, Christmas, Thanksgiving, every single holiday you could imagine. It was also the place where we all gathered to mourn when our family lost another loved one.

The first time I remember, was when Uncle Dean passed away. I was eight years old at the time and we all came here after his funeral. Everyone was sad, but no one more sad than Uncle Dean's girlfriend, Tammy. She had sat there the entire time and made sure that Farrah was always in her sights, like she was going to lose her as well. That was the first massive loss I could remember in our family.

As we came together once more to mourn a death a year later, I believe that this death was the one that impacted me the most. My cousin, Matthew David Annis, died at the tender age of thirteen. He was too young to die but there was nothing we could do. We knew he was very sick but we always thought he was going to pull through. Matty was a fighter, he always had been. I found out that he died of a flesh-eating disease when I overheard a conversation between Grammy and Uncle Owen. That same afternoon, I sat out on the back porch with my cousins Teddy (Matt's sixteen year old brother), Harry (mine and Teddy's ten year old cousin) and T.J Wilson (also sixteen at the time). We made a pact then and there that one day; we were all going to be wrestlers.

Matty's dream was to become a wrestler and he had always wanted us to do it as well (When I asked him once why he wanted me to be a wrestler as well, he told me that every stable needed a really pretty manager that could kick butt). The reason that Matty's death impacted me the most is because I know I wasn't going to let him down. I, along with Teddy, Harry and T.J, was going to show Matty that I could make it and it would all be because of him.

The next one was in 1997, I was fifteen years old. It was Brian Pillman who had died this time. He died on October 5th, 1997, of an undetected heart condition. He wasn't technically family, but he was treated as family. Unlike the time with Uncle Dean, it was just our family there. Well, T.J Wilson was there as well but he was considered family. Grampy and Grammy considered him another grandchild. However, there were no other friends or acquaintances. It was just us. I knew that my Dad, along with majority of my Uncles, Grampy and Grammy went down to pay respects at his funeral. However, we all came together as a family so that all of us could mourn the young ones, me and my two sisters- Jenny and Kristin (Muffy) - included.

Hoping that our family could now try to move on, we were hit with another devastating blow. On May 23rd, 1999, our family lost another member. Uncle Owen died in a tragic accident that happened in the Kemper Arena, in Kansas City, Missouri. It was the pay-per-view Over the Edge, 1999. Uncle Owen was supposed to fly down to the ring on a harness to keep up with his 'Blue Blazer' gimmick but something happened and it didn't go according to plan. The release mechanism didn't work as planned and Uncle Owen fell sixty feet to his death. We weren't there that night, after what happened with the 1997 Montreal Screwjob to Uncle Bret, Dad and Uncle Davey Boy had jumped ship with Dad to WCW. Uncle Owen had no family with him at the arena that night. The Doctor's that examined him said that it was pretty definite that he died on impact. He either hit his head or his chest on the turnbuckle on the way down; I didn't really want to know the details. All I knew was that this was a tragic accident not only for our family but for the wrestling world in general. All of this happened only four days before my seventeenth birthday. It's a birthday I'll never be able to forget.

Uncle Owen's wife, Auntie Martha sued WWF over the death of Uncle Owen. She also got incredibly angry at some members of our family, especially at Mom, Dad, Auntie Diana, Uncle Davey Boy and Auntie Georgia. I knew that she was angry, especially at them because they had said that Vince McMahon and the World Wrestling Federation hadn't meant for anything like this to happen and the company was truly apologetic about the outcome of Over the Edge '99. To Auntie Martha, it was as though they were all announcing they were supporting WWF and disagreeing with the family. This wasn't true in the slightest. She also accused them of only saying things that showed they forgave Vince McMahon and the WWF because all they wanted was Harry, Teddy, T.J and I into company. Basically, she accused Mom, Dad, Aunties Diana and Georgia and Uncle Davey Boy of sucking up to Vince McMahon just to stay in the good books so we could get a chance at working for the big time company. None of that was true at all. Harry, Teddy, T.J and I all sat down and asked them about it and they all denied it. The reason as to why they decided to forgive Vince McMahon and World Wrestling Federation was because they had seemed truly apologetic about the events that had transpired. Auntie Martha received $18 million in the settlement claim, majority of which was separated and placed into trust funds for Oje and Athena. I hadn't seen Oje and Athena since Christmas of 1999. Auntie Martha had told Mom and Dad that our family was no longer welcome around her and her children. Mom and Dad just decided to let it go, there was no need to fight with Auntie Martha about anything because she would always find some way of arguing back. Since Uncle Owen died, our entire family had been spiralling out of control.

I walked up the stairs two at a time and opened the front door to see Grampy sitting in the living room. I smiled and walked over to him, sitting down next to him. I rested my head on his shoulder and he moved his arm so it was wrapped around me. I heard him sigh and I looked up at him. "What's wrong Grampy?" I asked. "Nothing's wrong Nattie, I was just remembering when your Mom was younger and we would always sit here like this." He said. I smiled brightly and heard the front door open again. My cousins Harry and Georgia came in and I smiled at them. Behind them, came a lot of my other cousins. Lindsay, Brooke, Teddy with his son Bradley, Annie, Angela, Farrah, Jade, Dallas, Beans, Blade. Jenny and Muffy came in last, with T.J just in front of them. I frowned and realised that they all looked confused as to why they were here. "Sit down," Grampy said. They all sat down and I watched as Mom, Dad, Auntie Diana, Auntie Alison, Auntie Georgia, Uncle B.J and Uncle Bret came down the stairs. Something was up. I looked up at Grampy and noticed who was missing. "Where's Grammy?" I asked. Mom came and stood behind me, gripping my shoulders. I looked around and my eyes connected with T.J's. He was staring at me and I smiled softly. He smiled back at me and I stood up and walked over to where he was sitting next to Teddy. I sat on his other side and I turned back around to face Grampy. "Now, I know this is going to be hard for you all to hear but I think that all of you deserve to know. Grammy is in hospital at the moment. She has been having some problems and they think she might have had a stroke. She's currently in a coma," Grampy said. My eyes widened and I gripped on to T.J's arm. Grampy had only gotten out of hospital, now Grammy was in there? I felt tears well up in my eyes and I stood up. I walked out to the back porch and sat down.

"Are you all right?" I heard T.J say. I shrugged my shoulders and turned to face the backyard. "Hey, you know I'm here for you right?" T.J said. I nodded and sighed. "Our family has just been through so much and I want it all to stop!" I said. T.J pulled me into his arms and he hugged me tightly. I looked up at him and bit my lip. "Teddy told me that you like me, is that true?" I said. T.J sighed and nodded his head. "I would have preferred to tell you myself but yeah, it's true Nat. That isn't why I'm doing this though; I'm not looking for an easy way to get with you. I just figured, you have helped me out a lot. I want to help you out. I want to help support you. We are still friends after all and just because I would like it to go further, doesn't mean I will force it on you. Especially at a time like now," T.J said. I nodded and rested my head on his chest. I felt comforted in T.J's arms and for a while, I forgot about all the problems that our family had suffered and was just a regular nineteen year old.

"Nattie," I heard a voice say. I looked up and saw Dad standing in front of me. "We're going home now; do you want a lift back to your house?" He asked. I nodded my head and looked at T.J. He stood up and then he helped me up. "Teej, you want a lift to yours as well?" Dad asked. T.J nodded and I wrapped my arm around his waist. "Are you two dating?" Dad asked, staring at my arm. "No, he's just a really good friend Dad. Please don't start." I said. Dad nodded and we walked through the house. I waved at Grampy and went out the front. I saw Muffy in the back seat and I waited as T.J got in and shifted into the middle, sitting next to Muffy. I got in next to him and rested my head on his shoulder. "Nat," I heard T.J say. I looked up at him and saw his eyes searching mine. He was making sure that I was really all right. I smiled and felt his hand accidentally brush against mine. I looked down and allowed two of his fingers to link with mine. I knew that Muffy was watching us but I didn't care. This felt right.

I knew that this was the beginning of something big, something new.

This was the beginning of love.

A/N: Okay so there is the first chapter of Never Let You Fall. I decided to stick to what happened back then (however I don't know feelings and emotions at certain times, I'm just basing it off what I think) however, I will more than likely change things once I get the happy couple together. More than likely after October 2003(the death of Stu Hart) I will be going off on my own way with the story. This is the first T.J Wilson, Natalie Neidhart Fanfic that I have ever posted up here, as I am usually stuck in the Triple H/Stephanie McMahon stories :) Hehe. So any reviews would be great. I also take suggestions and ideas into consideration so if you want something to happen, write it in your review and it might be featured in the story. So what are you waiting for? REVIEW AWAY! :)