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Chapter 3

I Have Become Comfortably Numb

I awoke the next morning and decided to call Vince and explain what I was wanting to do. I called him and he answered. "Vince McMahon"

"Mr. McMahon, it's Mary Benoit."

"Ms. Benoit, what can I do for you today?" We are instructed not to call him unless it is important, so he knew that this was pretty urgent.

"I am sick of being in this right now. I need some time away from all of this."

"Alright, we can definitely do that. I knew it was a matter of time til this day was coming. We can play that off with Chris and what not too."

I paused. "That is also another thing as well. I need things to be ended with him. It is a huge problem between Paul and I. I just can't let work get in between us."

Vince thought about it for a second. "Alright, I know what we can do. I'll have to talk to a few of the girls but we could definitely work something out. Maybe a love triangle ending in an injury for you."

"Okay, but that is only guaranteeing me about two weeks off. Vince, I need a few months off. Maybe more than that."

"Okay, we'll make it to where you are taken away in a stretcher, you will then need surgery on something and you can leave for however long you need to."

"Thank you, Vince."

"Okay, and you will have to keep appearances up. Nothing too big, just how you will get revenge and you will claim Chris back. But we know you won't, but just for the fans."

"Okay, that is definitely do-able."

He laughed. "You're dad use to always say that."

I was silent. "Yeah, I know."

"Your dad was a good man, and you know that everyone here really misses him."

"I do too. I miss him every week. That is the main reason I can't do it right now."

"Yeah, I figured. But we'll have to meet up with Chris and whoever else to figure out the finer details."

I agreed and we ended the conversation. I went into mine and Paul's bed and kissed him so he would wake up. His eyes fluttered open and he smiled at me.

"See, this is what I want to wake up to every morning. You're beautiful face smiling at me and the sweet aroma of your morning breath."

I slapped him playfully. "You jerk that was so mean!"

"Come on baby, you know I meant it in a very loving way!"

I smiled at him. "I just got off the phone with Vince."

"Oh really?" He paused for a second. "How did that go?"

"Better than I thought it would." I paused. "I thought he would be a dick about everything but surprisingly he wasn't."

"No, he can be very understanding. I still remember when I needed a break he was very helpful and understanding about everything."

"Yeah, basically he is going to form a love triangle, and it'll end up with me needing surgery and a few months off so everything works out. I just need to make a few appearances."

"Yeah, I think that you taking time off will really help you deal with your father's death…" He was hesitant for a second.

"What is it?" I asked.

"You haven't dealt with it yet, and trust me I know how that is. I didn't deal with my brother's death for years and it isn't healthy. It took me almost ten years to get over Daniel's death. (A/N- for those of you who don't know Paul London's brother was killed by a drunk driver in 1996. He was 19) It isn't healthy and you need to deal with it."

"Okay, I know that, and that is what me taking time off is for, to help me deal."

"Yeah, but maybe you need help dealing with it…maybe you should see a counselor…"

"Are you kidding me? No! I do not need psychiatric help. I am fine. Psychiatrist are just over paid people who get the opportunity to judge people on a daily basis. They are for crazy people. I am NOT crazy."

"Baby, don't say that. I'm not crazy and I have seen a psychiatrist. I saw one a few years ago, and trust me it helps. They are someone who you can talk to that is neutral. It is the best cure."

"No thank you! I will most definitely pass on seeing a shrink."

He sighed. "Are you sure, please at least consider it!"

"NO! I am not crazy!" I was getting annoyed and he could tell.

We decided to go work out because we knew the other was frustrated. We got into some clothes to work out and went down to the gym in the hotel. He lifted weights, while I ran and did sit-ups and pushups. After we worked out we decided to go around town. We were walking around holding hands. We had a lot of fans come up to us and tell us they were huge fans and wishes that Vince would put us back together on screen.

A guy who must have been at least 30 came up to me and asked for an autograph. I gladly gave him one. "You're dad was amazing. Chris Benoit was my favorite wrestler. He'll always be a true champion in my eyes."

I smiled and thanked him after everyone left some lady came walking up to me. "Did I hear that guy right? Your father was Chris Benoit?"

I nodded. "Yes. He was."

"Your father was an evil man and he is burning in hell for what he did!"

"You didn't even know my father, how do you get off coming up to me and say something like that! You didn't actually know him, so don't you dare judge him!"

I felt Paul pulling me away. "No let go of me! Listen bitch, if you wanna say anything about my dad it better not be negative. End of story!"

"MARY! CALM DOWN!" Paul was yelling. "You cannot let people like that get a rise out of you!"

I stared at him for a few seconds and decided that he was right.

We decided to go out to lunch. "You know, Mary, I would like to take you to Texas again. I think it'll be fun for you to see my family again."

"I agree. I would love to see your mom again. I just love her."

He chuckled to himself. "Oh and trust me she loves you. She told me after she met you, that I better make you her daughter-in-law. Every time we talk it's, have you proposed yet?"

I laughed. "Yeah, I would love to be a part of your family. I have actually thought about it a lot." I waited for his reaction to that statement.

"I have too."

And with that we left it alone. It wasn't awkward, just we didn't emphasis on it a lot. After lunch, we drove to Fresno and I dropped my stuff off at Paul's and my hotel and then went to Sean's hotel. I had to drive though. I knocked on his door. Sean opened it and was surprised to see me standing there. "Hey, come on in." he said.

I was there for about an hour before the subject of our father came up. "I really regret how things were between me and him the last four years. We weren't on speaking terms. I didn't have a relationship with him. I really hate myself for never mending things with him."

"Yeah, but you always thought that there would be more time."

"Yeah, but I shouldn't of thought like that. I should of wanted to mend things with dad."

"Yeah, but you didn't."

He walked up to his drawer and pulled out a bottle of scotch. "How about a drink in our father's honor?"

I nodded. Eight shots later I was feeling completely numb and nothing was bothering me at all. Everything seemed better. I sat there with him for a long time.

I woke up in the morning at my hotel, with a massive headache and me on the bed and Paul sleeping on the pull out couch. I woke him up. "Hey, baby, what happened last night?" I tried remembering but for the life of me couldn't. I just remembered being at Sean's hotel last.

"We got into a huge fight, because you drove home drunk."

I stared blankly at him for a few minutes. I knew there was no way possible I would ever do something so stupid. "No I didn't! There is no way! I'm not that stupid."

"Well baby, you did. You were so drunk I'm surprised you even made it." I could tell that he was angry. You could tell by his facial expression. "You know how I feel about that. It was because someone like you that I don't have my older brother. Someone who thought they were okay to drive did and killed someone. Do you want that? Could you live with that or do that to some family you don't even know? Do you want to put someone through what I went through?"

I'd never gotten this kind of treatment from him. But I honestly understood why and he made me feel guilty. "No, I don't. I'm so sorry baby. I promise it will never, ever happen again!"

I knew that his brother's death was extremely hard on him and that was why he was so against drinking on a regular basis and I felt like crap for doing it.

He smiled at me. "Okay, I didn't mean to sound harsh, but that is something I have a strong opinion on. And you know why…"

I nodded. I knew that talking about his brother made him really upset. And that was why he had never talked to me about it, so I tried to change the subject quickly. "Why don't we get something to eat?" I asked.

He nodded and we walked down to the restaurant to get something to eat. "So how are things between you and Sean?" He asked.

"Really good actually, a lot better now that we have actually talked and worked some of our problems out."

"Honestly, I think that most of the problems were on you. I think that after you two lost your dad he wanted you two to be close so he could have his family. But I could be wrong."

I knew he was right though. I just didn't want to admit it to him.

I saw him staring at me. "And how did you get drunk?"

"Sean and I had a few shots of scotch in my dad's honor. But after a few, I liked the feeling of numbness and drank more."

I looked at him and there was concern on his face. I wasn't quite sure why but it was definitely there. We went back to the hotel. When we got back in the room my phone started going off. It was Vince.

"Hello?"

"Mary met at the arena around two tomorrow, Chris and Beth will be there."

"Okay."

He hung up. Conversations with Vince were always short and sweet.

"Hey Mary?"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't we go out to dinner tonight? Like on a date?"

"Okay, that would be cool."

We both started getting ready for dinner. At quarter till seven we were driving. "So, where are we going?"

"You'll see." I thought it was weird. Normally, he always gives me a straight answer. When we pulled up, I was very surprised. It was the restaurant we had our very first date at. I smiled at him. "Oh my god!" was all I could say.

We even got to sit at the table we were sitting at. "Remember last time we were here?" He asked.

"Oh, you mean when I was completely hung up on Randy, and just a complete mess?"

"Yeah, now I wonder who was the one who got you out of that mess."

I laughed. "It was you, you big doofus!"

"Hey no need for name calling!"

"It's all outta love baby." I did my best imitation of his voice. He just laughed at me.

We ate dinner and talked a lot about how great our relationship was. I looked at the promise ring he had gotten me only a month into our relationship. I smiled as I thought back. I looked back at him when he grabbed my hand.

"Look, Mary, we have been together for well over two years. I love you more than anything or anyone in this entire world. I know I want to be with you forever." He pulled out a velvet case. I knew what was coming.

Oh my god! This is it!

"Mary Elizabeth Benoit…" He opened the case to reveal a huge diamond ring. "Will you make me the happiest man on this entire planet…Will you marry me?"

I smiled. I just stared at the ring and after a few moments I said, "Yes!" He put the ring on my finger and kissed me gently.

"I have thought about asking you that for the last year!"

I looked at him. "Then why didn't you ask me?"

"I wanted to make sure it was what we both wanted. I've had that ring for a little over six months waiting. I bought it right before your dad and knew that it wasn't the right time then. I knew that it would be a very hard test for our relationship and knew that if we worked through it all that we would be together forever, and I would ask you."

I smiled at him. "Oh my god Paul, I love you so much!"

He smiled. "And I love you too."

That night was perfect. I remember just wishing that it would never end. The details of that night will be forever only known to Paul and me.

The next day I was at the Fresno arena at two sharp. Paul wasn't going to arrive there until five. Vince, Chris, Beth and I all sat down and laid out the details for the nights show and for the coming months. I was to make an appearance on RAW at least once a month, stating how I will get my revenge and interfering with Beth's matches, stuff like that.

After the meeting I approached Chris. "Hey Kiddo, how're you doing?"

"Great, last night was the most amazing night of my life."

He gave me a weird look. "And why is that exactly?"

I held up my left hand to reveal the engagement ring. He smiled. "Congratulations, I'm happy for the both of you!" He hugged me.

At five Paul arrived and we went around announcing our engagement to everyone. We were sitting in his locker room right before RAW started and there was a knock on the door. Paul opened the door, and Randy walked in.

I stared at him for a few seconds unsure of what to say or even to do. He sighed. "I heard about your guys' engagement. I am happy for the two of you. You have made her happy in a way I never could. And that is because you treat her better than I ever did." He turned his attention to me. "Mary, I'm sorry about everything. But Paul is more deserving of you than I ever was. I honestly wish you the best."

I got up and hugged him. I left though to walk to Chris' locker room. I heard Randy follow me. "Hey, wait up!"

I turned around. "Yes, Randy?"

"Look, I want us to be friends. I miss you. Not like that though. I miss talking to you and being friends."

I smiled at him, he smiled back. "Well…Mr. Orton, my number is still the same. Give it a call or drop a text my way and we will catch up a bit."

He nodded and turned around and left. The show started and midway through I had a match with Candice Michelle. The match started and I was just about to nail the legacy. But I was hit from behind.

"What?" JR says. "Why is the women's champion Beth Phoenix in the ring?"

I took blow after blow and just laid there and took it. I felt her stop. I heard her voice on the microphone. "Chris Jericho, is and will be forever mine. Sorry, hon."

And I laid there until the paramedics and Chris were by my side. I was taken out of the ring by a stretcher. All the fans were on their feet cheering for me. When we finished the skit, I got out of the stretcher and went to meet Paul.

I went to Chris' locker room to get my stuff. I got all of it together and went to the door. Chris was coming in. He smiled at me.

"Listen Kiddo, don't be a stranger now. I meant it when I said that you are one of my best friends. Keep in touch and let me know how everything is going. You know, with you and getting over what happened and the wedding plans."

I nodded. "You have my word." We embraced each other and I left.

I went to Paul's locker room and he was ready to go. We got our stuff and went towards the exit. On the way there everyone from the locker room was saying bye to me. Shawn Michaels came up to me.

"Hey kid, stay strong, and don't let the bad get you down. Just remember the good, and remember you will be seeing your dad again at the grandest place of them all, in heaven with Jesus Christ himself." He hugged me.

"Thanks Shawn." I hugged him and he congratulated Paul and I.

With that Paul and I got into our car and drove back to the hotel we were staying at for the night.

He looked at me a second and kissed my hand. "No regrets…right?"

I looked at him and smile. "No regrets."

End Chapter 3

A/N-Wow! I loved this chapter, but here is the question now.

Should I leave the wedding out of this particular story

Or should I write it in? Let me know what you think!

Read and Review!

Mary