Disclaimer: I don't own any WWE Talent or any of their families. I only claim ownership to my OC's.
Rated: T
Warnings: slash, het, AU, OC lead, explicit language, violence, mature themes, etc.
Before You Read: Sorry about the late update!


#^#^# Friday Morning (11 am) #^#^#

"Here you are, Mrs. Brooks," Haley's doctor said. He handed Mrs. Brooks a stack of papers. "In there are just some papers on seizures. Also, I have referral forms so Haley can start seeing a psychiatrist. Haley, I want you to take it easy this weekend, okay? Don't overstimulate yourself, and if you get tired, get some sleep. Her chances of having another seizure are slim, since we've taken her off of the tramadol. You can take her home now."

"Thank you, Doctor," Mrs. Brooks sighed. She gave him a brief handshake before turning to Haley. She hung her head some. "Let's go home, Haley."

Haley got out of the hospital bed slowly and followed Mrs. Brooks with her head down still. She was embarrassed and sure that her adoptive parents were mad at her for keeping that from them. Once in the car, Mrs. Brooks finally started to talk.

"Why didn't you tell us about your Zoloft?"

Haley traced patterns on her denim-clad leg. "I don't know. I didn't want to be a hassle what with my appointments and medication. I figured I could self-medicate."

"You know that you're not being a hassle, now, right?" Mrs. Brooks asked quietly. Haley nodded. "I don't care if you have appointments every day. I just want you to be healthy, okay?"

Haley nodded and they remained silent for the duration of the car ride back. "Haley, I have to get back to work now. Will you be alright home alone until Phil and Mike get home?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine," Haley answered. She let herself out of the car and into the house. She locked the door behind her and went up to her room. She kicked off her shoes and took her jacket off before grabbing a pair of boxer shorts and a tank top. She changed before grabbing her quilt and going to the family room to lie on the couch. While she didn't fall asleep, she did rest until she heard the front door open.

"Hold on, dude, I just gotta run upstairs first," Phil's voice said. Haley listened as Phil ran up the stairs.

"Adam, dude, are you hungry? You can grab something from the fridge. You don't have to ask," Mike said.

An unfamiliar voice said, "Thanks, Mike. I never pass up an offer of food."

Haley heard Phil running down the stairs before he paused in the kitchen. "Mike, didn't Mom say Haley would be home when we got home?"

Mike must have nodded, because Phil said, "Then where the hell is she?"

"Bathroom?" Mike offered. She heard Phil groan.

"Come on, Adam, let's go watch some TV." As Phil said that, his voice got closer until he finally stepped into the room with a cute blond boy by his side. Haley pulled her quilt up to her chin.

"There you are, Haley!" Phil exclaimed happily. He ran over to where she laid on the couch and dropped to his knees before throwing his arms around her. When he pulled back, he brushed her blonde hair from her face and asked, "How are you?"

"I've been better," Haley murmured. Turning her face, she looked at the blond boy. "Who's this?"

"This is my friend Adam," Phil explained. After giving her a quick kiss on the forehead, he stood up again. "He's the guy I'm always talking about."

"Oh yeah," Haley said, remembering now. "Hi, Adam; it's nice to meet you."

"And you," Adam said politely. Phil tossed Adam the clicker, and he caught it.

"Put on whatever," Phil said. Adam went over to the other couch and sprawled out on it, while Phil opted to curl up at the end of the couch where Haley was lying down. Adam flicked the TV on and changed the channel to MTV2. A showing of Jackass: The Movie was playing in a few minutes after the commercial break.

"What's Jackass?" Haley asked. Her voice still sounded slightly groggy as a result of spending the night in the hospital.

"Jackass is a bunch of guys who do stupid, insane stunts for fun," Phil explained. "Mom made us stop doing the stunts after I snapped my femur in two from a stunt gone wrong."

"She wasn't too keen on us doing it in the first place," Adam laughed. "Although, we did hide the fact that we did it quite well until we got injured."

"That kinda reminds me of when I was on the swings with Selene earlier this week," Haley giggled. She lightly tapped the cast on her nose. "She dared me to jump, and I did."

"I'm getting a drink," Phil announced. "Anybody want anything?"

"Can you get me a Pepsi, dude?" Adam asked. Phil gave him a nod. "Haley?"

"Could you get me an ice pack?"

"Sure," he smiled before running off to the kitchen. Haley sighed and slowly sat up. Her quilt, which had covered her earlier, now fell to just cover her lap. Phil returned with two Pepsi's and an ice pack. He tossed one to Adam and cracked the other open for himself before he handed the ice pack to her. She smiled her thanks towards him and gently pressed it against her nose.

"I'm Steve-O, and this is Wasabi Snooters."

"This dude is insane," Adam laughed. Haley watched as Steve-O made a line of wasabi sauce and snorted it. He threw up a few times onto his plate.

"That's so gross," Haley said between laughing. "Who does that?"

Phil suddenly popped up in his seat. "Hey, Haley, how are you feeling?"

She looked at him once. "I'm fine. I'm just really tired. My muscles are still a little sore from seizing."

"Wanna go copy them?" Phil asked. He had a devious look in his eyes. Adam got the same look, too. "Sure," Haley said with a smile. "Let me go put some clothes on."

"You're fine," Phil said dismissively. "Just go put on some shoes, 'cause we're going outside."

Haley did as she was told and returned wearing her jacket and moccasins. She had pulled a pair of flannel bottoms on over her boxer shorts, as it was cold outside. She followed the boys to the backyard.

"What are we gonna do?" Haley asked once she had caught up with Phil and Adam.

"We're gonna try 'The Blowback'," Phil explained. He held up a long, sturdy stick and handed one end to Adam. The two nodded at each other before running towards a tree. Once the stick hit the tree, the two boys fell backwards with grunts. Somehow, they managed to snap the stick.

Haley ran over to where they lay on the ground. Phil was clutching his hand to his body tightly.

"I'm real hurt," he groaned, rolling over onto his back. Haley bent down to examine Phil's hand. It was covered in blood.

"Ew," Haley breathed. "Phil, you have a nasty gash in your palm."

"Fuck!" Phil yelled out. "Adam, are you okay?"

"Yeah," Adam moaned from the ground. It took him a while to stand up and help Phil inside. "Is that gonna need medical attention?"

"No," Phil said quickly. He ran it under lukewarm water and hissed slowly. "Haley, can you get the first-aid kit? It's under the sink."

Haley bent down and retrieved the kit for him. She took out gauze dressings and layered them on the cut once Phil had patted it dry. Then she secured the dressings with a roll of gauze.

"I guess we're done copying them," Haley muttered sarcastically. Adam laughed.

"So long as Mom doesn't know how I got this cut," Phil mumbled. "What the hell do I tell her if she asks?"

"Um, the clicker fell behind the couch and when you reached to grab it, you sliced yourself?" Haley offered.

"Great," Phil said. "Just stop calling it a clicker, please. Nobody here calls it that."

"You can take the girl out of Massachusetts…" Haley began. She didn't bother finishing her statement. "I'm gonna go to my room. See 'ya later."

"I'll come get you at dinner time," Phil told her. She gave him a nod before going back into the family room to grab her quilt. Afterwards, she went to her room and sat on her bed with her laptop in front of her. She quickly logged into her e-mail account to find an e-mail dated a couple of days ago from Riley.

To Haley:
Aw, I'm sorry Phil isn't being nice to you! What a jerk he's being, seriously…
No news with the paperwork ATM. I'll keep you updated, though!
Riley

Haley smiled while she read the e-mail.

To Riley:
Good news – Phil's actually being nice to me! I haven't been living here a week and already I've broken my nose and had a seizure; can you imagine?! Hopefully I don't break further anytime soon.
I hope that your Thanksgiving present will be some notice about your paperwork. It'd be nice to have a family before Christmas!
Haley
PS – Do you have a Facebook? If you do, add me!

Haley sent the e-mail before going onto her Facebook account. She had many friend requests; nearly all of them were from people at school. She spent nearly a half-hour looking through the website before shutting her computer and crawling underneath her quilt and other blankets. She fell asleep quickly.


#^#^# Thanksgiving Thursday #^#^#

Mrs. Brooks had prepared a feast; on the table in front of them were a huge turkey, mashed and baked potatoes, squash, turnips, dinner rolls, broccoli, cranberry sauce, Niblets corn, string beans, stuffing, and gravy. Haley had a small amount of everything crammed onto her plate. As she was about to dig in, everyone started to hold hands. Confused, she grabbed Phil's hand and Mrs. Brooks' hand in hers as everyone bowed their heads and Mr. Brooks said grace. Haley opened her eyes and looked around awkwardly. She found Phil doing the same thing, and gave his hand a squeeze when they made eye contact.

"Amen," Mr. Brooks said. Everyone echoed him, and then Haley finally was able to start enjoying her dinner.

"This is awesome, Ma," Mike said. His mouth was crammed with turkey and broccoli.

"Not bad," Phil teased to Haley's right. Haley gave him a smirk.

"Oh, Phillip, I love you too," Mrs. Brooks shot back just as teasingly. Selene giggled around a dinner roll.

"Thank you, Mommy," she said once her mouth wasn't occupied with the warm, doughy bread. Mrs. Brooks gave her a smile.

Mr. Brooks gave his wife a nod and a smile. That was his own version of his thanks, as his mouth was full and probably would stay that way for the duration of the meal.

Haley swallowed the mouthful of food she had in her mouth before speaking. "Thank you Mrs. Br- uh, thank you, Mom."

Mrs. Brooks looked at her with surprise, as did everyone else. Embarrassed, she looked at her food before filling her mouth so she wouldn't have to speak.

"Oh, honey," Mrs. Brooks murmured happily. She got up from her seat and hugged Haley. Taken aback, Haley paused momentarily before returning the hug. "That's the greatest thing I could have hoped to receive for a Thanksgiving present."

Obviously, the moniker meant more to Mrs. Brooks than Haley had thought. "It's kind of hard to call someone else 'Mom' when I had a mother for nearly thirteen years of my life, and suddenly she disappeared. But I'm working on it."

"You take as long as you need," Mrs. Brooks assured her. Haley gave her a grateful smile before turning her attention back to her food.

After they had finished eating, everyone except Mr. and Mrs. Brooks went into the family room. Selene put on SpongeBob and happily sat in front of the TV.

"She's been waiting a long time for you to call her that," Phil murmured to Haley.

"I know," Haley sighed. "But it still feels like my real mother is out there, and calling and accepting another woman as my mother feels a little wrong."

"It'll take time," Phil stated the obvious. His attention flicked to the TV when SpongeBob started showing Squidward the correct bubble blowing technique.

"…then pelvic thrust – WOO! WOO! Stop on your right foot, don't forget it!"

"Selene, can you please stop reciting every SpongeBob episode known to man?" Phil groaned. The girl giggled as she tried to bounce along to SpongeBob's bouncing to no avail. Haley looked on in amusement.

"Let her be," Haley smiled. "It's cute, and you know it."

Phil huffed before looking at his lap. He looked lost in thought. Finally, he looked up into Haley's eyes. "Hey, Hale?"

"Hmm?" Haley asked. She had been watching Selene when Phil finally decided to speak. "What's up?"

"I'm glad you're a part of this family. Actually, I'm really thankful that you are. I love you."

Haley smiled wide and crawled into his lap to hug him. "I love you too, Philly."

He returned the hug for a few moments. "Uh, Haley, you wanna get off of me now?"

She snorted and sat back down. "I'm just so happy that you feel this way, Phil!"

He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Yeah."

"Behind that rough exterior, Phil, you're just a big, cuddly teddy bear," Haley said. She punched his arm playfully.

"Let that information get out, and this teddy bear will cover your face while you sleep until you stop breathing," Phil grunted.

"On that note, I'm going to bed," Haley teased, although she did stand up from the couch. "Good-night Mike, Phil, and Selene. I'm exhausted!"


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