Chapter Thirteen: I Have Faith In You

Shawn wasn't happy with being the one that had to force Ric into retirement. Besides Hunter, he was one of Shawn's best friends. This wasn't fair. He could already hear the world booing him now.

He entered gloomily into his hotel room. His head was swollen with many different thoughts. Everything around him was dark. The only light shining in the room was from the television set being on. Courtney was lying on the bed watching the show that was currently on. As soon as she heard and saw Shawn come in, she perked her head up and smiled.

"Hey hun, what did Vince wanna talk with you about?" Courtney asked, climbind down from the bed and greeting him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him on his scruffy cheek. she realized that something was wrong and her smile quickly faded. "What's wrong?"

Shawn sighed. "Ric wants me to be the one to end his career at Wrestlemania."

"Oh." Courtney said, simply. "Well that's good, isn't it? I mean, who better to give him his last match, than you; someone so highly respected in the business. It's better than Kennedy or Copeland. Not that there's anything wrong with them. But do you know what I mean?"

Shawn held onto her, gently. "Yeah, but Hunter could've done it or-"

"-But Ric picked you." Courtney cut him off. "Yes Ric and Hunter are just as close, but you and Ric have a special bond. It would be like me having my last match. Who would I pick? Valerie, of course. Why? Because she is my best friend. I wouldn't wanna be taken out by anybody else."

"Yeah, I guess you're right." Shawn said. "But, hey, listen, I'm going to go talk with Ric. He's a floor down. I'll be done in like a few minutes."

Courtney nodded. "Okay. Take as long as you have to."

"Alright." Shawn kissed her. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

A couple knocks hit the door of room 237. Shawn waited patiently for a response.

The gold knob jiggled a little bit before being opened.

"Shawn?" Ric blinked, confused.

"Can I talk to you for a sec'?" Shawn asked.

"Yeah, sure." Ric nodded. "Come in."

The Arizona man did so and stepped inside. It was quiet for a moment before Ric shut the door.

"What's goin' on?" Ric asked.

"I need to ask you, why you chose me for your retirement match." Shawn told him.

Ric sighed. He had a feeling this was coming. "Shawn, I know your probably upset, but you were the only one I could think of. I thought to myself 'Who was the best for my retirement match opponent?' Of course I wanted a close and personal friend of mine in the business. Hunter was already inducting me and Bautista wouldn't have wanted to do it. I knew that you were the best choice."

"But I don't want to do it either." Shawn said. "I can't do it. You were my biggest inspiration to step into the business. And to take you of all people out of the ring? (He shook his head) Uh-uh, I can't do it."

"Yes, yes you can, Shawn." Ric said.

"How do you know?" Shawn asked.

"I have faith in you."