***Disclaimer: I do not own Matt, Jeff, Shane, Shannon or any other wrestlers mentioned in this story. (But oh, how I wish I did). I only own Lyllian and Jessa.***
"You excited?" asked Bridget as they walked to the mall entrance.
"Uh...duh!" said Abrielle smiling. "That is kind of a stupid question. I mean, I finally get to meet my favorite wrestlers…ever!"
"Come on! Lets go!" said Bridget walking into the building.
The girls made their way to the center of the mall where everyone was at. There was a make-shift stage where Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Shane Helms, Edge, Drew McIntyre, The Undertaker, Chris Jericho, Shawn Michaels, and Triple H sat answering questions.
For twenty minutes they all answered questions. There was a five minute break so they could set up a table so they could sign autographs. A line was starting to form at the stairs. Abrielle and Bridget went and stood in line. They were near the middle of the line when the opened the stage up again. Abrielle could hardly contain her excitement. She was going to meet Jeff Hardy, Shane Helms, Shawn Michaels and Triple H!
"Get ready girl. You are next!" said Bridget.
As soon as he girl in front of Abrielle moved, she walked up to the table. The first person she met was Triple H.
"What's your name?" asked Hunter.
"Abrielle," she said smiling. "Can I get a picture too?"
"Sure," he said leaning forward.
Bridget got on stage and took the picture and Bri did the same for Bridget.
Abrielle continued down the table, next meeting Shawn Michael.
"So, what kind of name is Abrielle?" asked Shawn signing the picture.
"French…I think," said Abrielle.
"You parents French?" asked Shawn.
"No, my mom is Irish. I don't know about my dad," said Abrielle frowning slightly.
"Ah…you want a picture too?" asked Shawn.
"Of course!" said Abrielle.
She got pictures and autographs from The Undertaker, Edge, Drew, and Chris Jericho before she got to Matt Hardy. Abrielle started smiling bigger. She was almost to Jeff and Shane.
"Hello darlin'" said Matt. "What's your name?"
"Abrielle," she said.
"Cool," said Matt handing her the picture back and taking a picture with her and Bridget.
"Abrielle, huh?" said Jeff. "That's a unique name."
"I know. Well it is Calgary," said Abrielle.
"You live here?" asked Jeff.
"Yup," said Abrielle. "Mom said she moved up here. Said She got tired of the US."
"Got tired of the US? Huh. Never heard that one before. So what is your whole name?" asked Jeff.
"Abrielle Marie Hart Mitchell-Levy," she said.
"Long name," said Shane.
"Very," smiled Abrielle.
"So who is your absolute favorite wrestler ever?" asked Shane signing the pictures.
"You," said Abrielle quietly.
"I feel honored," smiled Shane. "How old are you?"
"I will be thirteen in August," said Abrielle.
"Cool," said Shane.
"Bri, we have to go. Your mom wants you home by noon," said Bridget.
"Okay," said Abrielle taking her picture with Shane and walking off the stage.
"Crap, where did mom go?" asked Bridget.
Bridgett pulled out her cell phone and called her mom.
"Great…" said Bridget sitting down next to Abrielle.
"What?" asked Bri.
"Mom is on her way back. She left to run some errands. She said it would be about twenty to thirty minutes before she got here. Did you call your mom?" asked Bridgett.
"Yeah. She said Bret was on his way out here anyway, so he would take me back home," said Abrielle.
"Well if it isn't Ms. Abrielle," said Jeff walking over. "What's up? You look sad."
"She is leaving…" started Bridget.
"Eh…you gotta go home sometimes. Speaking of home, I get to go home this weekend too! Whoo!" said Jeff.
Abrielle and Bridget started laughing at Jeff.
"Jeff what did you do to them?" asked Shane walking over.
"Nothing," said Jeff sitting down in front of Abrielle and Bridget.
"Hey guys, I…um…have some bad news…" said Matt walking over.
"What's up Matt?" asked Jeff.
"Caroline passed away last night. I just got the message from dad," said Matt.
"Damn…oh sorry...um…dang…" said Jeff.
"I was supposed to go see her when I got back to North Carolina," said Shane. "She said she had something to tell me about Lyl."
"Wait…um…" started Abrielle. "How do you know Caroline?"
"She lived down the road from our dad," said Jeff. "How do you know her?"
"That is a question for another day," said Bret walking up.
"What?" asked Abrielle. "She was my grandmother."
"WHAT!" said Matt, Jeff, and Shane.
"My grandmother. Ya know, my mom's mom," said Abrielle.
"Bri, now is not the time," said Bret.
"What are you talking about?" asked Abrielle looking up at Bret.
"You two know each other?" asked Shane.
"Yeah. He is like my grandfather, or something like that," said Abrielle.
"Bri," said Bret.
"What?! It isn't like I am divulging top secret information," said Abrielle.
"Honey," said Shane. "Who is your father?"
"I dunno," said Abrielle. "Never met him."
"When did you say your birthday was?" asked Shane.
"August," said Abrielle.
Shane looked at Abrielle intently while he counted backwards in his head.
"Damn it!" shouted Shane making Abrielle jump. "I'm sorry."
Shane turned around and walked off in the other direction.
"What's his problem?" asked Matt.
"Bri, go with Bridget to the car and wait for her mom," said Bret.
"What…no…I wanna know what's going on!" said Abrielle.
"Bri!" said Bret looking down at her.
"Look here mister, you may be a somebody in this world, but you are just another person in the real world. I am be young but I aint stupid," sad Abrielle.
"Too much like your mom," said Bret.
"Back to Shane…" said Matt.
"Bri doesn't know who her father is because her mom left before she told him she was pregnant," said Bret.
"But that doesn't explain Shane's reaction," said Matt.
"What's your mom's name?" asked Jeff.
"Lyllian Mitchell-Levy. Why?" asked Abrielle.
"Has she always got by Mitchell-Levy?" asked Jeff.
"No," said Bret. "For a while she was a Hart. Which is why when Abrielle was born she was given the name Hart Mitchell-Levy. Lyllian's birth father's last name was Mitchell. Lyl got married not long after Bri was born."
"Shit…" said Jeff.
Jeff grabbed Abrielle's face in his hands and looked at her. He slowly counted back from August 1997 to December 1996. Eight months.
Okay, early baby? No. They were together on Halloween. One week would be November. That makes August nine…holy shit…, thought Jeff.
"She's Shane's…" said Jeff letting go of her face.
"WHAT!" said Abrielle.
"Now, would be the time to go," said Bret grabbing Abrielle by the arm.
All Abrielle could do was stare back at Matt and Jeff in shock. 'She's Shane's' kept reverberating in her head.