Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Triple H, Christian
Notes: If it isn't obvious from the story, Christian and Becky are close friends. XD
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A 'Normal' Day: Gym
Shawn Michaels sat down on a bench and started lifting some weights, thinking about the odd dreams he has been having and whats been going on. "I can't sleep lately with these damned dreams. All I dream about is Rebecca and the kids and its irritating the hell out of me! And then everyone is all...'Shawn, whats going on? Shawn, whats with your attitude? Shawn this, Shawn that.'. I haven't changed at all, I'm the same exact guy I was before. I mean, even if I hit my family once or twice, it doesn't mean I don't love them. I'm just putting them in their place. Someone has to do it, it might as well be me. Its not like I'm doing anything totally wrong." Shawn put down the weights and stood up to stretch out a bit. "Plus, its not like Rebecca is going to hit the kids to make them behave when they need to, she might as well go around saying 'Peace, not war'."
"Lets...try to get my mind off of this stuff. I'm right, they are wrong, I just know it!" Shawn stopped stretching and yawned. Shawn went over to get himself a bottle of water, but as soon as he went to push a button someone grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the wall. "What the hell did you do to Becky and the kids?!" Christian looked him dead in the eyes, still holding onto his shirt as Hunter was right there watching. "None of your business, now get the hell off of me!" Shawn yelled in his face as they were both face to face. Christian let go of his shirt and took a step back. "None of my business?! I went over to San Antonio, knocked on your door, and when I saw Rebecca she was crying with bruises on her face and on her arms. And the kids had marks on their face. What the hell is going on down there, Shawn?!". Shawn crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "If it was any of your business, you would have known already."
"Shawn, tell us whats going on." Hunter put a hand on his hip, looking ticked off. "Or you'll be the one with the bruises on your face." Christian glared at him. Shawn rolled his eyes again "All I did was put them in their place. Happy now?". Hunter shook his head, looking disgusted and Christian grabbed his shirt again. "You ever hurt Rebecca or those kids again and you'll be going down a few flights of stairs. Got it, 'Showstopper'?" Shawn didn't respond. Christian pushed him, even though he was against the wall. Shawn looked at Hunter. "Whats wrong with you?" Shawn sounded pretty snobby. "Whats wrong with me? Whats wrong with you, 'family man'? Hell, how can people even think of you as a man when your an abusive father and husband? Shawn, you've crossed the line. What has Becky or the kids ever done to you? They've been there for you and you do that to them? Damn, Shawn." Hunter shook his head again and did some pull ups on a chin up bar.
"What I do is not your business, Christian. Same to you, Hunter. I am not an abusive father nor an abusive husband. There is a difference between being an abusive jerk and putting someone in their place." Shawn got himself a bottle of water and sat down. "Whats the difference then, Shawn?" Christian looked at him with a smug, ticked off look on his face. "..Well." Shawn thought for a moment. "An abusive jerk abuses for the hell of it, while someone putting someone else in their place is doing the right thing.". Christian gritted his teeth. "And how was Rebecca, Cameron, and Cheyenne out of place?" Hunter was working out, minding his own business while Shawn and Christian were arguing about who was right and who was wrong.
"Cameron and Cheyenne need to behav--" Christian interupted him. "They are like little angels, Shawn, what the hell are you talking about?" Shawn kept talking, not caring that he was interupted. "And Rebecca needs---" Christian didn't want to hear it and just walked out. "And you say that I have attitude problems, Hunter?" Shawn looked at him. "You do. He's just upset because you hurt Rebecca and the kids, you? Maybe Cena's right, maybe you ARE PMSing...or something really close to it." Hunter jumped down from the chin-up bar. "Since when is Cena ever right? The only thing he does is going around yelling 'the champ is here!' or run around throwing wise cracks at people." Shawn stretched out. "Since he agreed with me about you having an attitude problem." Hunter walked out, leaving Shawn all alone in the gym.
