John could feel his body shaking. He opened one eye, and noticed his dad was trying to wake him up.

"What?"

"Vince and Linda are downstairs."

"Oh," he said groggy and sitting up. "What time is it?"

"Its about ten."

John then nodded, quickly threw on a sleeveless t-shirt and track pants, and went downstairs. When Linda noticed him coming down the stairs, she gave him a small smile.

"Hi John."

"Hi guys." He tried to return the smile but couldn't.

Vince could completely understand. He felt like he had the same emotions. "John, if you don't mind, we want to talk about some things about Savannah's funeral."

"Sure," he said as he led the way to the kitchen table.

"John, I know that you and Savannah lived here, but we would really like to bury her in the same cemetery as her grandparents."

"Ok," John agreed. He would love to have her in a nearby cemetery, but he could understand why her parents would want her to be buried in Greenwich.

"We also thought about flying back tomorrow and we could meet with the funeral director. We want to make sure you are there to help with the planning."

"Ok that is fine. Do you want me to go through her clothes and pick out an outfit for her to wear?"

"Yeah that would be great. Like I said, we are flying back tomorrow," Linda said.

"I can have my dad and I fly back as well. Thanks for calling him last night Vince."

"Your welcome. I thought you could use someone here with you."

John only nodded, feeling tears coming back, but he didn't want to break down in front of Savannah's parents.

"By the way, John," Linda said, "the doctor gave us this." She then handed John Savannah's engagement ring. "Her doctor said that they couldn't keep jewelry on her."

He was quiet as he took the ring from Linda. He didn't know how to react. It almost felt like their engagement was broken now that he had the ring back. He was about to say something, but felt a tear roll down his cheek.

Vince saw John's facial expressions with the ring, and knew it was time to go. "Linda, we should get back to the hotel. John, call us if you need anything."

"Actually Vince, I do have a question for you."

"Sure anything."

"I was wondering if it would be ok if I didn't come back to work right away. I just want to chill for awhile and grieve."

"Take as much time as you need," he told John. "As you know, RAW will be in Greenwich next Monday night. I want to have everyone come out at the beginning to observe a moment of silence. I am hoping you will come and wrestle a tribute match for her."

"Sure I can do that."

"Good. We will see you later ok."

"Bye," he told Vince as he watched his boss walk out of the house. Today was Friday, which meant he had only three days to get ready to wrestle the hardest match of his life.

"Dad," he called as he walked back into the living room.

"Yes John."

"Call mom and tell her not to come. We are going to be leaving today for Greenwich, well at least I am. Vince and Linda are going home tomorrow and we will be starting the funeral plans."

"Ok, I will call her now. Do you want me to help you pack?"

"No that's ok. I need to look for an outfit for Savannah."

His dad nodded as he watched his son jog up the stairs. John once again felt weird walking into his bedroom. He walked over to the closet and got his clothes ready. He put off going through Savannah's clothes till last. He knew that would be the hardest.

"You want a hand?", he heard his dad asked.

"Yeah, I guess I do."

John's dad walked over to the closet next to his son, and patted his shoulder.

"Dad, I never thought picking out something would be so hard."

"Its never easy."

They soon picked out one of Savannah's favorite dresses and both men were soon all packed. "You ready to go John?", his dad asked.

"No not really, but I know I need to go," he said as they walked out the door and headed toward the airport.