A/N: One of these days I'm going to write something that isn't angst with these two, but today isn't that day. I hope everyone enjoys this and please r and r!

Disclaimer: Sadly, I still don't own them. I am starting a petition to try though, would anyone like to sign?

Summary: When Shawn's lover is killed in an accident how will he be able to cope knowing that he can never see him again. Slash Shawn/Bret. Onesided Shawn/Hunter.


Shawn walked sluggishly into his hotel room and dropped face first onto his bed, causing Hunter to chuckle. "What happened to you?"

Shawn just groaned and glared at his friend. "You know damn well what happened! You fed me to a bunch of fans so you wouldn't be seen and could make your escape!"

Hunter couldn't help but laugh at this and shrugged. "Your the one always saying how you love talking to the fans. I just a gave you an extra chance to do that tonight."

"Your no help sometimes Hunter." The sound of Shawn's phone ringing broke up their conversation. He groaned, but when he looked at the number his mood quickly improved. "Hey Bret!"

"Hey baby. You looked great out there tonight."

"Really? Thanks!" Shawn blushed at the compliment and smacked Hunter when he heard him chuckling. "Are you still coming to the next show?"

"You know it. I have a late flight, so I'm on the way to the airport now. I'll see you in Detroit ok?"

"All right. I can't wait! Just be careful alright?"

Bret smiled, "I will. I'll see you tomorrow ok? Love you."

"Love you too." Shawn hung up and laid back down, a goofy grin plastered onto his face.

Hunter couldn't believe how happy Shawn had been lately or who the person was that was making him happy. At first when they got back together at the Hall of Fame ceremony in 2006 Hunter wasn't exactly supportive, but as time when on he could tell that they were the best thing to happen to each other. No matter what had happened between them in the past.

"So what time is he getting here tomorrow?" Hunter asked.

Shawn yawned, "He didn't say, but I hope its soon. Its been months since we've seen each other."

"Well get some sleep man." Hunter said as he started turning out lights. "Then tomorrow you'll get to see your precious hitman."

Shawn glared at him, "Shut up Hunter." He laid back and because of his tough match that night, it didn't take long for him to fall asleep, but while he was happy to see Bret he had a nagging feeling something was wrong and it just wouldn't go away.


The minute Shawn walked into the arena the next day he could tell there was something wrong. The locker room was eerily silent except for a few people in the locker sniffling. Everyone looked like they'd been crying and almost nobody would look at him. Those that did shot him apologetic glances then just as quickly looked away. Shawn quickly left in search of Hunter, if anyone he would know what was going on.

Shawn caught him coming out of Vince's office. He was stone faced and as soon as he saw him and it looked like he was about to break down. "Hunter, what's going on?

Hunter just stared at him. "Shawn where have you been? I've been trying to get in touch with you all morning!"

"My phone decided to be lost today. I haven't been able to find it since last night. Why does everybody look like somebody has died?"

Hunter winced at that. It just proved his hunch that Shawn didn't know about what happened. "Shawn let's go take a walk. I need to talk to you about something."

Shawn grew serious at this. "No I don't want to take a walk. I want to know what's going on."

"Shawn please do this for me, for your best friend." Hunter pleaded.

Shawn just shook his head. "No. Hunter just tell me what's happened! If you won't do it then I'll go find someone who will."

As Shawn tuned to walk away Hunter grabbed him by the arm and spun him back around and led him into an empty dressing room. "Shawn there's been an accident."

He fell back onto the bench and just stared at his friend, "What kind of accident?"

Hunter sighed and continued, "Bret was in a car accident on his way to the airport last night. Another driver fell asleep at the wheel and plowed head on into him."

"Is he alright?" Shawn asked softly.

Hunter looked away from his friend and stood silent before saying, "Bret didn't make it Shawn. He's...gone."

Shawn gasped. Every part of him seemed numb. It was if those five words had stopped his heart. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't think. He couldn't understand what Hunter just said. Bret couldn't be dead. It just couldn't be possible! "No...your lying. Its not him! "

"Shawn...please listen to me. Vince just finished talking with the hospital in Calgary that has his body and..." Before Hunter could finish Shawn cut him off sharply.

"Don't say that. Don't talk about him as if he was dead. He wouldn't leave me like this!" Shawn shouted hysterically.

Hunter pulled his devastated friend into his arms and held him tightly, rubbing his back soothingly. "Alright Alright I won't talk about him like that anymore, but please you have to believe me. I wouldn't lie to you about something like this."

"It can't be him! I'll prove it to you. He said he'd be here today and I know he will!"

Hunter fought back tears. He had to be strong for Shawn. "His brother Bruce identified him. Bret is gone."

After hearing his words, Shawn finally broke down. He began sobbing and shaking uncontrollably in his friend's arms. Hunter hated doing this to Shawn, but somebody had to tell him. He didn't deserve to be left in the dark. "Shawn..." he paused a minute to gather his words, "Vince has booked you a flight to Calgary. We should get going."

Shawn shook his head fiercely. "No! I can't leave here yet. He told me he'd be here. He promised me!"

Hunter gently picked him up and carried him out of the arena. He knew Shawn would be hurt much more he stayed there, than going to Canada to see his lover one more time. After hearing his outburst nearly everyone else had burst into tears as well. Nobody, especially Shawn, deserved to have this happen to them.


Shawn sat silently next to the black marble tombstone of his lover doing nothing but running his hands over the engraved words:

Bret Sergeant Hart

July 2, 1957 – January 26, 2009

A person who shined in life and will never be forgotten in death

Hunter watched closely from a few feet away, as Shawn always liked to be alone when he came here. It had been a month since the funeral and since then Shawn hadn't spoken a word to anyone. Even during the funeral Shawn still didn't believe that it was his lover in the coffin in front of him, but one look at him in his pink and black suit finally convinced him and he completely melted down.

He'd refuse to do just about anything now. He wouldn't eat or sleep and refused to see anyone, even the rest of the kliq. The only way Hunter could get him out of his and Bret's house was to bring him here.

Shawn would sit next to the grave for hours, never once speaking a word. It was like his body was there, but his heart and soul were long gone. When it began raining Hunter walked over to him and wrapped his jacket around him. "Shawn we have to go now." he said gently.

Shawn wouldn't budge. "Hunter...go on without me. I want to stay here just a little longer." He said slowly. Hunter could barely hear him as his voice was raspy from not being used for so long.

"No I don't want you to catch cold. We'll come back tomorrow and you can stay as long as you want ok?"

"Please..." He rasped. "I won't stay too long."

Hunter shook his head. "You'll try and hurt yourself again."

"No I won't. Not this time. Please Hunter just let me stay."

"Bret wouldn't want you to suffer like this. Now please come with me." Hunter pleaded.

Every time Shawn stayed there alone he always attempted to join Bret. It had gotten so bad that Hunter wouldn't allow him to go alone anymore. He couldn't lose someone else, especially not Shawn. Shawn never replied, but he did allow Hunter to move him. He gently helped Shawn up and led him back to the car. Shawn's gaze never left the stone and even when they pulled away he was still completely focused on it. Hunter knew that after this Shawn would never be the same, but he also vowed that one day he would have his friend back and would do everything in his power to make it happen.