"Can you please tell me what's going on?"

"With what exactly?"

"Everything. The reason Amy's reaming me a new asshole."

"Amy, don't let him go anywhere. I need to go do something first."

I need to find Linda, and get Caleb. I need Linda there more than I think he may need her. She'll certainly be pleased with this turn of events.

"Linda?"

"Shelby, do you mind?"

"Not now Vince. Linda, I really need you. It's concerning Shane."

"Do you mean…?"

"Yea. We need to pick up someone else on the way though."

"Vince, I need to step out for a few minutes. We can talk about this later can't we?"

"Sure."

"Let's get this over with!"

When we stopped off at the women's locker room, Nora smiled her small smile at us, knowing in her own way what was probably to occur.

"If you need me, you know where I am."

"I do. Thank you for everything. I've ask a lot of you over these past 10 months, and you stepped up to the plate every time. You are a true friend Nora Greenwald. I love ya chick."

"Love you too. Good luck."

"Thanks."

Now I became scared. The closer I get the more frightened I am. I've fought so hard to get over everything and concentrate on raising Caleb, and now everything is going to be demolished in one fail swoop. Warning: mass destruction ahead!

"Mom? What are you doing here?"

"I asked her to come while we talked Shane. She's here for moral support for me, and she wanted to be here for you too."

"Shelby, you're killing me."

"OK, ok. Do you remember the night that Eric and I went out before his trip to Canada?"

"Of course, how can I forget?"

"There's more to that night than you know. I didn't sleep with Eric that night. Not to my recollection anyways. However, I don't remember much of anything about that night, and Eric meant it to happen that way. We went to a club, Eric ordering his usual Jack and Coke, and I, my soda water. At some point during the night, I begin to feel bad, so Eric suggested we go back to the hotel. I agreed, and then we got up to his room. I felt so bad that night, that I turned down his offer to come in. He extended the offer to walk me to my room, and the last thing I remember is falling asleep in my bed. The next morning, I woke up to find Eric in my bed, both of us naked as the day we were born. I tried to get up out of bed, but he wouldn't let me. He was asleep, with his weight on top of me. I was finally able to get out from under him. Looking at myself, I saw bruises, bite marks, and apparently he had torn me a little during his fun because it was evident on my legs still."

"You mean he…"

"Let me finish please, because if I stop, I'll never start again. Everything in me screamed to take a shower, but I didn't want to stay in the same room with him long enough to give him another opportunity. After I packed everything and checked out of my room while Eric was still in it, I tried to call you. You didn't answer, so I called Vince. He basically called me every name imaginable, and vowed that if I ever hurt you again he would get retribution. Then I called Linda, and she informed that you had left because you saw me in bed with Eric. I ask her to take me to the hospital, and once we arrived, the doctors ran a battery of tests to determine if there were any problems. They even took samples in case I decided to press criminal charges. Oh man, this is tougher than I thought it would be. Amy?"

"Here you go sweetie."

"This young man is the love of my life. He kind of snuck up on me. Would you like to hold him?"

"Sure."

"Shane, I would like to introduce you to Caleb. He's six weeks old tonight."

"Wait a minute. That would mean he would have had to been conceived in September."

"That's right. He's our son Shane."

"Our son? You mean I'm a daddy?"

"I think that's what she means, Shane."

"Mom, why didn't you tell me?"

"Shelby asked me not to, and I respected her wishes. Besides, she tried to contact you at first, but you weren't talking to her. After a while, she just gave up. She decided to let you live your life, and she'd do with Caleb the best she could."

"My God, Shelby. How could you even think…?"

"How could I? See, I knew this was a mistake. Caleb and I were managing just fine, and then all this has to happen. On top of the fact that he came back, I end up breaking the promise I made to myself. I can't believe this is happening. Are you two happy now? He knows, and I have hurt him! Are you content for a while? I truly hope so. May I have my son now?"

My heart is just in pieces now. I finally tell him he's got a son, and he has the nerve to turn it around on me? I knew it was a mistake to even tell him. Should have told him Caleb was Eric's that way he'd leave for good! I am taking my son and I am getting out of here. Not just the arena either, I am leaving this city. I am going home. She better not tell him where that is either! The only way he could even try to find that out was to pull my personnel file at the offices in Stamford or ask Jeff Hardy. Nero helped me find my little hideaway and we agreed then to keep it to ourselves. I will bet you…well, speak of the devil. Thank you for the invention of caller id!

"Make it fast."

"Shelby, its Shane…"

"Oh no you don't. It's payback time. You don't get an opportunity to defend yourself, as I didn't when you thought I would just go off and sleep with Eric Bischoff. Did you lose temporary control of your faculties and think that unlike you, I would have some mercy? Well, think again. It's time you had a taste of your own medicine. Not so good is it? Goodbye Shane, this time forever."

Anyone with half a mind would understand that there is no way Shane McMahon will ever be completely out of my life. I have my own little reminder everyday. Also, of course, there is the fact that I still and always will love him.

It's been three years. I wonder how my son is, what he looks like. From what I saw that night at RAW, he looked like the perfect combination of Shelby and I. There are times when I wish I still didn't know about him. I guess in a way, Amy was right in what she said that night. I do deserve this. I hurt her. God I hurt her. I was lucky enough for her to even go out with me in the first place, and when it came down to it, I pushed her away. If I had only talked to her, she would have told me. She never hid anything from me. I've had plenty of time to think about what life must have been like for her. From what mom, Amy, and Nora have told me, it certainly wasn't an easy pregnancy. I've been told about several things that had taken place during my absence. I found it kind of funny that she went into labor with Caleb during the middle of RAW. She was always trying to be a part of the show. Jeff was kind enough to lend me his tape of the delivery with her giving him lip every minute of the thing. "I will get you Hardy! Believe me, you'll get yours!" Oddly enough, Mark (Calloway) was her Lamaze coach. Who would have ever thought that Mark would be able to withstand the throws of labor? She was watching the Brock Lesnar & Buh Buh Ray Dudley match, and literally had to be carried to the car to get her away from the match. Ever since the man has entered the company, Lesnar has been her boy. Mom has been real good. She keeps telling me to be hopeful, but it is so hard, knowing that she has completely shut me out of his life. I deserve it maybe, but not that child. She knows that too. I wonder how much of the woman I fell in love with is actually left inside that damaged heart. I'm aware of the hatred she can have for someone who hurts her. She completely eliminates them from the equation so that they are not a factor any longer. She could at least pick up a phone or something. Hell, email me! Wait a minute. What's this? Fed Ex package addressed to me, with no return address. It looks like a letter from a fan with the occasional request for me to return to television again. No, it's too big for a letter. Maybe it's a possible talent, trying to get a foot in the door. Let's see, a letter and some large pictures. That can't be whom it looks like. Even the private investigator couldn't find her. Let me look at this letter. I'd recognize that handwriting anywhere.

"Dear Shane,

You can imagine what it has taken for me to write this letter to you. For 3 years, the guilt that I feel for keeping Caleb away from you has eaten away at me. In the beginning, I thought my reasoning was rational, considering the events that took place prior to our departure. However, after having this long to reflect, and talk with what friends I do have, I have concluded that my actions where nothing less than appalling.

Caleb, of course you know, is now 3 years, 2 months, and 6 days old. Each day as I have watched him become more like you, it is more evident how much you are needed. Not just by Caleb, but myself as well. However, I don't think I could survive putting myself at risk again. I have mentioned to Nero about the possibility of him bringing Caleb to Stamford sometime next week. He has granted me this request, as he understands my reasoning for not being able to bring him myself.

Enclosed, there are several pictures of Caleb from the last couple of months. As you can tell, I haven't completely withdrawn from the great big family at WWE. Once again, Nora has continued to be there for me like no one else. Please don't be mad at her for not informing you of my whereabouts. All any of them truly did was respect my wishes. A few weeks ago, I contacted the production crew and asked them to help me compile a videotape of some of the moments of the last few years. There was so much that I wanted you to see, so they put it on some DVDs for me.

Just so you know I am still involved in the business. I called your good friend and mine, Scott Hall right after I left, and became associated with Jeff Jarrett and TNA. We're actually doing pretty well in case you haven't noticed. But then again, you are the one who has to listen to Vince gripe and complain about the competition all the time. I'm guessing you thought that was over the day the deal was finalized with WCW. Sorry about that.

Please let everyone know that I am still alive. Especially Mark because he is forever bugging Nero to try and get information from him. I know Linda is disappointed in me for leaving like I did. I just hope someday you'll forgive me for breaking my promise to myself. I never meant to. Just so you know, I still love you. Always have. I understand if you want to move on to someone else. Seeing as that I've treated you the way I have, I couldn't expect you to still love me. I just hope you'll grow to love our son as much as I do. He does know you are his father. That is one fact that I've never kept from him. He doesn't deserve the brunt of any of this. All he is is a sweet innocent little boy who happened to belong to parents who were too proud to admit they were wrong about some things at one point in time or another.

You complete me S.B. Always.

Shelby"