Title: After Montreal

Rated: M (Mature)

Genre(s): Romance/Drama

Pair(s): Bret/Shawn, Mark/Hunter, etc.

Summary: That match may have cost him more than his reputation in Montreal. The entire roster is thrilled that Shawn is the new champion… but Shawn could care less. Because, out there, in front of millions of fans, he broke a man. He lost his boyfriend. And he's not sure that he could ever win him back. Until he receives news that could alter both of their lives forever…

Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.

Warning: Slash, Mpreg

Part: 14/? – Stay Calm

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9:45 AM. In one room, a brand new baby took her first breath as she was carried over to the mini-respirator. Her name was Lilly-Ana Calaway. In another, a child was declared stable and was prepped for an operation that would most likely save her life. That child was Annalisa Hart. And in another room, a man flat lined for the second time in the course of five hours. He was known as The Hitman, Bret Hart. But one face was not included in this mixture. Shawn, who should have been at the hospital, currently waited for his opponent, in extreme pain.

It wasn't a physical pain, no. That would have been easy to deal with. No, this was the pain of heartbreak. It was the kind of pain that could be hidden behind the mask of a smile, and that was a mask that Shawn knew all too well. He had tried to drown his sorrows in the bottle, but that hadn't worked at all. In fact, it had only made him feel worse. So, he had come here. Maybe he could find physical pain that would make the heartbreak seem minimal. And now that the other man had reached the arena, he knew that that was a realistic desire.

Yokozuna thought that he had the match in the bag. Shawn was obviously in a delicate emotional state, and he could use that to his advantage. But Shawn had never been one to be taken lightly. However, all it took was one forceful slap for Shawn to fall back and hit the canvas like never before. Fire erupted in his back and stars danced before his eyes. The ref quickly knelt down beside him and asked if he could continue. Shawn didn't even have a chance to answer before Yokozuna had him on his feet. Shawn ran at him, but Yokozuna tossed him into a back body drop.

That was when he felt it. His drunken stupidity melted away quickly when he felt the back of his tights become soaked with blood. Panic filled him as he crawled away from Yokozuna as fast as his body would carry him. His arms wrapped around his middle, desperate to protect his unborn baby. That baby was all that he had left. Another wave of pain wracked his body, and the tears slowly started to streak down his face. When the ref saw the blood, he immediately called the match.

"No…" Shawn muttered softly. He was totally oblivious to the fact that Yokozuna had climbed out of the ring. The crowd screamed in horror when they saw the blood.

"Shawn." Vince McMahon said calmly but with assertiveness. "Shawn, are you okay?"

"No…" Shawn's voice trembled as he spoke. "The baby… blood… no I'm not okay!"

Vince laid a hand on the blond's shoulder. "Shawn, you have to stay calm. Stress won't help the baby, will it? I'm sure that the baby will be fine. Just stay calm…"

"No… no-one… no-one cares about this baby but me. Not Bret. Not Owen. Not Hunter. No-one but me." Shawn had started to rant, terror making his mind start to wander. "I won't let them take my baby from me. I won't let anyone take my baby from me!"

"Shawn… Shawn!" Vince slapped him lightly across the face. Shawn turned to him with crazy eyes. "No-one is trying to take that baby from you, do you understand? We only want to help you."

"I can't lose my baby. I won't lose my baby." Shawn continued to rant. He didn't even notice that he had stopped bleeding.

Vince sighed. He felt for the kid, he really did. And it didn't help that during it all, he had thousands of eyes on him. But he tried to keep Shawn's mind off of that. "Shawn?"

"What?" Shawn had started to sob softly now.

"Is there anything that I can do for you to make you feel better until the medical team arrives?" Vince asked.

Shawn was silent for a moment, before he nodded. "C-Call Bret."

Vince was quick to do what Shawn had requested. They managed to track down Owen and get the phone number for Bret's hospital room. Now, Vince didn't know what had happened to Bret, but he filled him in on the basics of what was happening. The brunette didn't talk at first, but finally he told Vince to hand the phone over to Shawn. Shawn still lay there in the middle of the ring, on hand on his small baby bump and the other on his forehead. He was mumbling softly to himself. Carefully, Vince slid the phone into his hand.

"Shawny, baby, are you there?" Bret asked lowly, his voice scratchy from the water that had slid down his throat.

"B-Bret?" Shawn asked, unable to believe that his boyfriend had really answered.

"Listen to me, Shawn. You know that I love you and that baby so, so much. Don't ever doubt my love for you, or for our children." Bret said. "Now, I need you to stay calm and take a deep breath -,"

Shawn tried to cut him off. "But -,"

"I said, stay calm and take a deep breath. Do it. Now." Bret ordered.

Shawn did as he was instructed, over and over. The hysteria left him almost immediately. "I'm sorry, Bret. I'm so, so sorry…"

"Don't be, baby. Whatever happens, it's not your fault. Just let the doctors do their job and we'll take it from there. Okay?"

"Okay."

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A/N: So, what will happen to Shawn and the baby? You'll have to read the next chapter to find out. Please Review!