Title: Broken Hearts
Fandom: WWE
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Kevin Nash/Mark Calloway, Sean Waltman/Glenn Jacobs, Jeff/?, Shawn/?
Complete: No.
Summary: The news about what happened to Jeff is in, is it going to be good or bad?
Warning: Contains major injury of a character, harsh language and homosexuality.
Notes: Hate it or like it let me know what you think. I would like to apologize to those who have been waiting for this chapter and also let you know that there is only one more chapter within this work of fiction and you shouldn't have to wait long for it :D
Gil Hardy wasn't nearly as striking as his two sons, but he seemed to house the same rather large presence that followed both of them, so when he stepped into the waiting room there was no mistaking him as anyone but.
Shannon rushed over to him almost immediately, offering him a handshake and a warm hug.
"Gil," he breathed, unsure of what to say because he hadn't quite grasped the situation himself. "You have to find out what's going on with Jeff," he blurted out before he could help himself.
"I mean..." He fought to come up with the words to explain what was going on. "The nurses won't tell us anything because we're not family," he explained finally.
Gil simply nodded, looking well beyond his years suddenly. "You're family," he said simply. "I'll find out what's wrong with him, or what they are doing," he assured.
"Now..." He paused. "Where is Matt?" He asked, frowning at the awkward stares from everyone in the room and the shuffling of feet.
"Well, Matt and Jeff haven't been getting along too much lately," Shane explained, rubbing the back of his neck with a soft sigh.
The truth was Matt hadn't been getting along with anyone lately but he wasn't about to tell his best friend's dad that, no matter how long they'd known each other.
"Whenever Jeff tries to call Matt, Matt hangs up on him," Shannon supplied, ignoring Shane's glare as though he was somehow being helpful.
"It seems my eldest's ego has gotten too big for his head, I'll deal with that later. At the moment I'll check out Jeff's condition with the Doctor and then you and Shannon can introduce everyone to me," he addressed Shane before going over to the nurse's station, speaking with her for a few moments before being led into the room.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the hospital Glenn was practically running around looking for Sean, and had been searching for twenty minutes and seen nothing of him. Finally when he came upon the chapel he felt compelled to look in despite doubting Sean's presence there and was surprised to find he had been wrong.
"Oh it's you," Sean muttered softly when Glenn approached him before turning away. He was consumed by his thoughts and the feeling of guilt settling heavy in his heart, he ran a hand through his hair letting out a soft sigh.
Glenn snorted, shaking his head in disbelief, "Oh it's you? You claim to love me, adore me and want my presence around you yet you seem to ignore me entirely when all I want to do is know that you're okay. You're not being fair to yourself or anything else. This needs to stop Sean," he kept his voice firm, and it was filled with conviction that he was certain no one would expect from him.
Sean found himself fighting back tears and hating himself for it, he quickly swallowed them down with a sigh. "Don't you see it, this is what our world brings to people. It brings pain and fucking suffering no matter who it is. Shawn broke his back, Owen died, Paul tore a quad, Scott is a fucking drunk and then Kevin tore his quad. It's ridiculous, I can't take seeing everyone I care about and I really do not want to do this anymore."
'It sounds almost like you're blaming yourself for all this, and I can't allow you to do that. You have no control over what happens to the people around you, you can't stop their pain but you can help ease it," Glenn sat down next to him, easing himself into the seat and dropping his arm around Sean's shoulders. "I don't care what anyone has told you, in WCW or otherwise, you have always been a good friend," he insisted.
Sean couldn't help but smile weakly, it didn't surprise him that Glenn knew about the way he had been treated in WCW before Kevin and Scott had stepped in to say that it was stopping right there. No more mistreatment and matches which would get him injured, he shook himself out of those thoughts. "I'm sorry," he told him.
Glenn pulled him in closer, kissing the top of his curly head with a small smile. "You'll be okay."
"You really do love me don't you," Sean's voice was soft, filled with absolute surprise and wonderment.
"Why wouldn't I love you hobbit?" Glenn asked, kissing his forehead and then dropping a soft kiss on his life, some part of him feeling slightly smug that he was sitting there kissing his male lover in a chapel. "It's like you consume me whole."
Sean sighed, looking somewhat more relaxed although there was still a tension in his shoulders that Glenn himself felt, which wouldn't ease until they got answers about their friend. "I love you too, and I think I would be quite happy to spend the rest of my life with you, talking, screwing, watching sports and traveling on the road." He kissed Glenn quickly, "Do you mind?"
"Of course not," Glenn chuckled. "I wouldn't have it any other way and now you know that."
Sean looked at his watch and startled jumped up. "Oh my god Glenn we've been away for almost a half hour we have to get back to everyone." He pulled the other man up and they moved quickly back toward Jeff's hospital room.
Gilbert appeared in the hallway a little after the two of them returned, looking haggard and startling everyone who was waiting. His face was drawn and chalk white, it was obvious he was very shaken.
"I'm sorry all of you, I don't know any other way to explain this other than just saying it. Jeff when he landed ruptured some of his vertebrae and a good portion of his spinal column was damaged. He may never be able to walk again," he seemed to be on the verge of crumbling and moved to sit down the minute Shannon and Shane ushered him toward the chair.
The others looked at each other, hardly able to comprehend what they had just heard.
Shawn could feel panic closing in on him, tears pricking his eyes. Sean was right, and Kevin's reassurances had all been lies.
How on earth would Jeff take the news?
Why did such bad things happen to good people?
