Lies From Within

Chapter 25

Shawn growled in CM Punk's general direction.

"Whatever you're planning ends with me. Understand?"

Punk smirked at Shawn. "You're in no position to be making any demands, Michaels,"

Shawn growled. Punk smirked mercilessly. "Well at least you know your daughter is safe… It makes for a nice dying wish. Right?" He grinned evilly.

Shawn snarled at him in response. Punk punched Shawn in the stomach and walked out for a moment to go and grab a Pepsi.

As Kurt drove towards his destination, he called Sabin saying he would need him to meet him there and not to ask questions. Kurt smiled mercilessly as he saw the river ahead of him. He parked and opened the back door as Roxy started to stir slightly. She groaned when he picked her up and popped the trunk.

"See you in hell, bitch," He grinned as he tucked her in the trunk.

He smiled in a twisted way as he noticed her blue eyes open. He slammed the trunk closed and went back to the driver's side. He left the door open as he backed up and prepared to send it over the edge and into the river. He saw Chris start pulling up and he drove off the edge, jumping out the door in the process. He managed to make his way back to where he had originally driven off to see Chris staring in shock.

"Bitch won't be bothering us again."

Chris stared at him in shock and ran towards the edge to see the car filling with water. Chris glared at Kurt as he got into the driver's seat and decided to drive off.

"Ah well, punk wasn't tough enough to hang with us anyways."

It took Chris a moment to realize what was going on. He eventually took off his shirt and shoes and dove into the water. He made his way towards the car and cursed himself for not being a better swimmer. After what seemed like forever he managed to make it over to the car. He took a deep breath and dove under the water and into the driver's seat. He opened his eyes and looked around frantically just to see Roxy was nowhere inside this part of the car. He groaned when he realized it would be a pain in the ass to try and force the trunk open. He hit the button regardless and swam up towards the surface to take another breath. He dove down once again and went to try and pry the trunk open. When he realized that was useless, he had to resurface for air. He coughed up some water before going back through the driver's seat and looking in the back for some way to get to the trunk. He noticed that when the armrest was down there was one of those little doors that opened up to the trunk. He thought to himself for a moment and then reached for the crow bar beneath the backseat to try and make the hole bigger.

After awhile of bashing at the plastic some of it broke off. Enough that if he could reach her, he could get her out. Only one problem arose… He needed air. He didn't want to risk leaving her in there any longer. He got as close as he could and reached for her. When he managed to reach one of her arms he pulled her closer and turned her the right way to pull her out. His vision was starting to get hazy with oxygen deprivation. He dragged her behind him as he made it out of the driver's side door again. When he made it back into the open water, he pulled her to him and hoped he'd have enough energy to make it to the surface again.

About ten minutes later he had resurfaced and was dragging her towards dry land. When he finally dragged her onto the land, he noticed her lips were tinged blue, and it didn't look like she was breathing. He tried to stay calm as he administered mouth-to-mouth recessitation, and was relieved when she started coughing and spluttering up water.

"Christ…" He mumbled under his breath as she continued coughing up water.

"What are you doing here..?" She mumbled upon opening her eyes.

"Making sure you don't drown… I'm so sorry. You don't deserve any of this…" He stated as he sat her up and lightly rested his hand on her back.

"So what, you're just going to take me back to the apartment," She stated bitterly.

Her façade broke down. "Please, don't take me back…" She whimpered softly.

"I'm not going to take you back to the apartment. But you look freezing and your wrist needs to be looked at. Will you let me take you to the hospital?" He asked looking down at her.

She nodded as he put one arm under her legs and the other against her back as he lifted her. Roxy wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head on his shoulder.

At the hospital, Randy, Aiden and Paul had gone to see how Shane was doing and what the doctor had said the night before. When Stephanie was smiling, they knew the doctor must have found out some good news. They were later told that Shane could be waking up any time now. Randy smiled a cheap smile, then proceeded to walk towards the waiting room to think to himself. He looked up when he heard a bunch of people gasp. Randy felt anger boil up in him when he saw Chris Sabin walking towards the front desk carrying Roxy.

"You asswipe!" He went to punch Chris.

"Dude… Not a good idea when I'm carrying her. Plus, she's already got a broken wrist," He mumbled as a nurse came out with a wheel chair.

"You can kill me later. I promise…" Chris said quietly.

Randy nodded with a growl as the nurses took Roxy away. Randy suddenly realized that he couldn't see Shawn around. "Where's Shawn?" He hissed.

"Punk's got him tied up at the apartment. And I don't know if they've moved yet. I can tell you guys where the apartment is but… They probably moved…" Chris stated with a sigh.

Randy nodded and followed a doctor when they came out and told Sabin he could see Roxy. The two men followed him to see Roxy lying in a hospital bed with an IV hooked into her arm and a brace on her wrist, they also had her hooked up to a machine that was pumping oxygen into her lungs. Her eyes were closed and she looked peaceful for now. Randy turned and growled at Chris when he saw the bruise on the side of her face. He would have started choking Sabin with his good hand if the doctor wasn't present.

"What. Did. You. Do?"

"I didn't do shit. It was all Kurt Angle and Punk. I just drove… Is… Is she gonna be alright?" He asked the doctor hesitantly.

"She should be fine. The meds are for the pain she's in for her wrist and for anything she may have caught by being in the water. Other than that, she should wake up soon…" He stated and walked out to go check on his other patients.

Randy let out a deep sigh as Chris sat on a chair across the room with his head in his hands. Randy sat on the chair next to Roxy's bed and took her hand in his as he tried to get his thoughts together.

Aiden sat in Shane's room and finally got annoyed with Paul and Stephanie's blabbering. He got up and marched his ass out of the room to go look for Randy and didn't find him where he was supposed to be.

"Great… He left me to deal with the nose by myself," He groaned and went to storm back into Shane's room just to catch Randy coming out of a hospital room talking to a doctor.

"Hey! Orton… What the hell?"

Randy looked up and his eyes widened in shock.

"Shit… I forgot to tell you… Sorry man. They… Well, Chris Sabin brought Roxy in. She's in that room,"

Aiden nodded and looked up. "You did punch the mofo in the mouth right?"

Randy shook his head no. "I will later. But I couldn't at the time because he was carrying your sister. She should be fine." He stated.

Aiden sighed and nodded again. "That's good..," Aiden paused. "What about my dad?" He asked, making Randy shift uncomfortably.

"Sabin said Angle and Punk still have him in an apartment… But they're moving around a lot. Sabin isn't sure if they left yet but he's sure they're about to relocate…" Randy responded.

Aiden sighed and ran his hand over his face. "God dammit… I don't understand why my dad has to pull this shit on his own…" Aiden grumbled and continued rubbing his face.

Randy sighed. "They wanted him alone, Aiden… This whole damn thing has to do with your dad… These wrestlers are out to get him because he won't step down." Randy replied, making Aiden look him in the eyes.

"My dad never gave up. Not even when he broke his back. Why do they think that if they use my sister and our friends against us, my dad would falter and give in to their demands?" Aiden asked, making Randy shrug his shoulders.

"I don't know, Aid… I never quite understood that part, mostly because I was both your friend and Roxy's boyfriend… I also look up to your dad. And I'm just letting you know right now," Randy paused to look Aiden in the eyes. "When this is all said and done… I'm marrying your sister whether your ass likes it or not."

Aiden smiled and chuckled at Randy. "Well… What about the rest of me? Why is my ass the only body part that you mentioned?" He asked sarcastically.

He was really happy that Randy told him this news, mostly because it helped ease the tension. Randy rolled his eyes but wound up smiling anyway.

"You know what I mean, dumbass. So do I have your permission or what?" Randy asked.

Aiden smiled. "Of course you do, douche!" The two smiled and hugged one another in a non-homo type way.

Their happy moment was interrupted by the not so nice sound of a heart monitor flat lining…

Shawn looked up when he heard a door slam. He saw Kurt Angle walk in.

"Where the fuck is Punk?" He asked, making Shawn attempt to shrug his shoulders.

"How the fuck should I know?" He asked.

Kurt's face turned purple in anger as he rushed over to Shawn and punched him in the mouth.

"Talk like that again, Michaels, and I'll castrate you with my mouth guard." He threatened.

CM Punk walked in for the last part of Kurt's statement and frowned, then smacked Kurt upside the head.

"That's my Goddamn idea you fuck tard!" He complained.

Kurt spun around to face him and narrowed his eyes angrily. "I don't mind the name calling, dip shit. But if you lay your hands on me again, I'll rip your Goddamn piercings out with my teeth! So are you going to stop or what?" He asked.

CM glared at him as well, making Shawn chuckle. "I think I see a dissension in the ranks…" He stated.

Both Kurt and CM punched Shawn in the face. "Shut the fuck up!" They shouted in unison.

Shawn looked back up at them. His nose and mouth had definitely seen better days.

"Listen here… You both know that if I was untied this would be a fair fight. So why don't you let me up like good little bitches? We'd see who the tougher man is." Shawn offered.

Kurt and Punk looked at one another and then nodded their heads no.

"Can't have that, Shawny… Cause you'd probably be dead… And that would be no fun at all." Punk replied, making Shawn growl.

"You're going to kill me anyway, so why not start the party a little early? My ass is hurting from this chair and I've had enough of you two arguing back and forth. I'd like to smack some sense into the two of you! Preferably at the same time… So let me UP!" Shawn shouted and started pulling on the restraints.

CM looked over at Kurt.

"Ya know… Now that I think about it… I'm getting sick of listening to his mouth…" He stated and gestured to Shawn.

"Me too. What should we do about it?" Kurt asked.

CM looked back at Shawn and smirked evilly. "Let's teach him some manners."

Shawn rolled his eyes. "I'm pretty damn sure I have more manners than you…" He retorted.

CM turned around and walked over to a table. He started looking at objects he could use to pretty much knock Shawn out. He looked over at Shawn, then back at the table and decided against using any kind of knife, especially since Cena had gotten into a knife fight and was almost killed by the crazy son of a bitch that was restrained in the same room as him.

What should it be..? Hammer? Wrench? Car battery..?

He finally laid his eyes on a dictionary on the bookshelf. He walked over and grabbed it before turning around and chucking it at Shawn's head; thus ending Shawn's talking. Kurt laughed as the chair hit the floor.

"Damn, remind me not to piss you off…" He joked.

CM Punk grinned before nodding. "No problem."

Randy and Aiden looked up in horror as Linda, Paul, Vince and Stephanie were shoved out of Shane's room. Their horror only intensified when many doctors and nurses ran to the room with a defibrillator. Aiden and Randy stared at the door wide eyed as Linda and Stephanie sobbed. Vince and Paul had tears in their eyes and were staring at each other meaningfully. And when the doctor finally came out… they ran to him.

"Mr. and Mrs. McMahon… Your son is..."

C-A/N: 'Your son is...'? Eui, anticipation! I understand there might be some confusion as to who Dr. Greene is (the Neurologist from Chapter 24). He isn't the doctor from the show 'ER.' He's a real Neurologist that I went to several years ago. Decided to use him in this to make things easier. I'm not too fond of thinking of names to use. Enjoy the rest of the story!

Katie and I would like to wish everyone a very safe, healthy and happy holiday season!