Dark Reflections

Chapter 11

Where's Your Heart?

Today was the day Paul was waiting for. They were finally in Cleveland, Ohio. And Robin had called in and said she had a tape... Which was proof of what was going on. Hopefully it was enough proof to lock Austin Payne in jail for good.

Paul was gracing the main Raw locker room with a smile on his face, something the Superstars and backstage workers hadn't seen in weeks. He nodded 'hello' to John Cena, who stopped short.

"Uh...Hey..." John stated, somewhat unsure if Paul was directing the 'hello' towards him or not.

Officer Vasquez popped out of nowhere.

"Mr. Levesque, Robin Ford is here to see you!" He happily stated.

Paul spun around and ran out of the locker room with an even bigger smile on his face.

"Uh... What the hell was that about?" Randy Orton asked as he stepped up to stand next to John.

John shrugged his shoulders as Edge joined them.

"I have no idea... Hopefully it's something about Shawn... I'm really starting to get worried..." He stated.

Officer Vasquez brought Paul straight to Robin.

"I'll leave you two alone." He stated and closed the door, then remained there to guard it.

"Paul... Paul... I'm so sorry…" Robin paused and sobbed.

The smile vanished from Paul's face. He immediately assumed the worst.

"What? What happened, Robin? He didn't kill Shawn, did he?" Paul shouted, the panic audible in his voice.

"No! No... Shawn... Is ok... I mean... I had a tape... The jackass in charge of security took it from me... And gave it to a guy named Jack from the Production Truck!"

Paul's eyes widened with fear.

"Oh no! Oh fuck! That's bad... Ok... We have to stop them from playing that tape... And we have to do it a-sap! We can't let too much leak to the public!" Paul yelled and grabbed Robin's arm.

He was about to leave the room, until she suddenly became dead weight.

"I think we're too late..." Paul turned to look at her.

Her eyes were fixed on the TV he had in the locker room. It was tuned in to Raw. Sure enough... They were playing a black and white video of a man that matched Austin Payne's description beating up...

"Shawn!" Paul yelled at the TV.

Robin sighed and sunk down to the couch.

Jamie grabbed Shawn by the throat.

"Now listen up, Mr. Michaels... I will give you one more shot," He leaned in closer to look Shawn in the eyes.

"Say it, you bastard! Say it and I just might let you live." Shawn grabbed hold of Jamie's arm with his left hand.

"No... Chance in hell... You son of a bitch!" Shawn growled at him.

Jamie smiled evilly.

"Big mistake, Michaels."

Jamie stood up and grabbed Shawn by the throat again. He raised him up to be his own height and stared at him face to face.

"Ya see, Shawn... When you piss me off, you get hurt...I gave you the option to get out of it... But... Since you didn't take it..," Jamie pulled Shawn closer to him. "You're gonna get hurt."

Shawn reared back with his right leg and suddenly kicked Jamie in the crotch as hard as he could. Jamie dropped Shawn on the ground. Instead of moving, he laid there gagging. Jamie propped himself up on his knees and pulled a knife out of Shawn's chest.

"It helps to be prepared, Shawn."

Jamie got on top of Shawn and pressed down both his right arm and his lower abdomen. Shawn opened his eyes, only to be eye to eye with Jamie. He tried desperately to squiggle out of the hold, but to no avail. Jamie was much bigger then he was.

"Get off of me you homosexual bastard!" Shawn shouted through gritted teeth.

Jamie applied more pressure to Shawn's right arm, causing the man to scream out in pain.

"I think you mean bisexual bastard... But that's not the point..." Jamie stood up and grabbed a 4 x 4.

He swung down at Shawn and hit him in the abdomen. He kept hitting Shawn until the 4 x 4 was broken in six different pieces. Shawn once again laid in a heap of himself, bloody and unconscious.

Paul had tears strolling from his eyes. He looked back at Robin, who had her head in her hands.

"He's... Really... Bisexual?" Paul struggled to ask, now thinking of a whole bunch of other ways Payne could've abused Shawn.

Robin nodded her head no.

"No... Not to my knowledge... I've learned more about Jamie in the past 2 weeks then I did in a month... I certainly..." Robin was cut off by the door to the locker room bursting open.

Vince, Shane and Steve Austin ran in.

"Did you... Well... I'm guessing you saw that... How did that leak out to the Production Truck?" Vince growled and then looked at Robin.

"Mr. McMahon... I can explain. I came here with every intention of giving the video straight to you or Mr. Levesque... The stupid guy in charge of security took it from me and gave it to a guy named Jack from the Production Truck... I swear, Mr. McMahon... I'm sorry..."

Vince raised his hand to silence her. He went to speak, but instead another voice came out.

"This has gone on long enough, dammit! I will NOT stand for it anymore! I am going to Fremont, Ohio. And I don't give a damn about what any of you say! I am getting Shawn and bringing him home!" Paul yelled and went to leave.

Steve Austin stood in his way.

"I'm coming with you, son... You can defiantly use some help... And I got some bottled up anger I'd like to let out on that sonuvabitch." Paul smiled at Steve.

"Alright. Let's go." Paul stated.

He and Steve turned to exit the room, but this time Shane stood in their way.

"Not without me. I'm sick of everyone suffering because of that asshole... Especially my brother in law." Paul smiled at Shane.

Steve, Shane and Paul turned to exit the room without another word. Vince didn't say anything, either. Once the three men were walking in the hallway, Robin turned to look at Vince.

"Mr. McMahon! Don't let them go alone! You have to go with them!" Then she spun on her heels and left the arena, making her way back to Fremont.

Parking Lot

"Let's go in Paul's car." Shane stated.

Steve looked at him and nodded his head no.

"My hunting gear is in my truck!" He complained.

"Then you can follow us! Is that such a big problem," Paul shouted.

He watched as Steve and Shane nodded their heads no.

"Good, then. The more time we waste here, the more time Shawn is suffering at the hands of that asshole! We're gonna go to Fremont and get him away from Payne by any means necessary!"

"Not without me,"

Steve, Shane and Paul turned around to see Vince.

"Nobody takes one of my Superstars and gets away with it."

N/A (Edit): The name of the chapter is a line in the song 'Famous Last Words' by My Chemical Romance.