Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Rebecca Curci, Christian Cage

Notes: A small Brooklyn rant is in thar. SORRYDONTHATEME! Another note, I'm really going to need more reviews than this. D:

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From Brooklyn To San Antonio

The next morning came and Shawn got up. Shawn barely got any sleep due to that dream he had and the uncomfortable bed. He felt uncomfortable in all ways imaginable, mostly because of the depressing hotel room. By the time Shawn woke up, the paint was peeling, the floor was creaking and the ceiling looked like it was about to crumble just like the ceiling in his dream did. Shawn got up out of bed, cleaned up, got dressed nicely, grabbed his plane tickets and his crutches and checked out of the nasty, disgusting, depressing hotel room. He wanted to get out of that hotel room almost as much as he wanted Rebecca to forgive him. Shawn took a cab to the airport and watched everything from the window. The trees, the houses, the birds, the flowers, the other cars, the people, the families. He wished he could honestly say that his time in Brooklyn was great, but it wasn't. A building collapsed behind him, he busted up his knee, he had to go to the hospital for a few days, go to a horrible hotel, and what was going now. Now he was in a filthy cab, looking at the disgusting environment. In those trees were candy wrappers that must've gotten blown there by the wind, garbage like cigarette buds, gum, bags of chips and even broken eggs were on the sidewalk, some flowers were dead while other flowers were nearing death, the houses looked dark and creepy, and the only thing that looked decent in Brooklyn were the birds. At least the part of Brooklyn he was in.

"I can't wait until I get to San Antonio. Everything looks so much better there. Or maybe its just me...maybe everything is beautiful here, maybe its just...maybe its just the fact that nothing has been looking beautiful to me lately except Rebecca." Shawn starts drawing hearts on the window with his finger in the dust with 'Shawn + Rebecca' inside of them. Shawn smirks and fixes his hair a bit. "I hope she'll accept this apology..." Shawn tries to remember the apologies he agreed on to tell Rebecca and the kids. "Listen, baby, I know I've been doing a lot of horrible things lately, but I've been trying my best to clear everything up between us and the kids---" Shawn clenched his teeth, trying not to yell or stomp. "Thats the one I agreed not to tell her...come on, Shawn, you can do this, just try to remember.." Shawn closed his eyes and took a deep breath and thought about the night before. He was able to remember the gloomy hotel room. The dark, purple paint, the dim lights that flickered on and off randomly, the old TV, and the pathetic excuse for a bed. Then he was able to remember part of what he was going to say to Rebecca. "Rebecca, I love you, and I know I've been doing terrible things to you and the kids lately..." Shawn tried his best to remember, then just groaned. "I just can't remember the rest...I guess I'll just have to make it up as I go along, but for now I'll just try to remember what I'm going to say to the kids.."

Shawn closed his eyes once again and thought back to when he spoke to himself in the hotel room. Cameron, Cheyenne, you know I care about and love you both with all my heart, right? I never meant to hurt you or your mother, I love her too, but I just want to say sorry to you guys. I already said sorry to your mom, but if you guys forgive me, we can do the same things we did before. You know, having father/daughter and father/son time, playing games like catch and tag and all of that. Will you two accept my apology?" Shawn's eyes widened and a smile appeared on his face when he realized that he got what he was going to say to Cameron and Cheyenne on the first try. "Yes!" Shawn thought on and on as he passed buildings and houses and everything else in Brooklyn. The cab driver had to tap Shawn on his shoulder to break him away from his daydreaming. Shawn snapped out of it and paid the cab driver, grabbed his crutches and got out of the cab. As the cab drove away, Shawn walked into the airport, making sure he was on time for his flight to San Antonio. Meanwhile, in San Antonio, Christian and Rebecca were arguing over how the only thing Rebecca was thinking about lately was Shawn. To Christian, the ONLY thing Rebecca had on her mind was Shawn, Shawn, Shawn. Christian wanted to be the main thought in Rebecca's mind at this point, since he's been helping her out, since he's been there for her, since he's with her now. "Christian, why can't you just understand?" Rebecca glared at Christian. "Because! I'm with you now and its still all about Shawn!" Christian stared at her coldly. "No its not all about Shawn, Christian!"

Rebecca sat down and brought her knees up to her chest, trying to resist the urge to cry. "This arguing is getting us no where, Christian! I already had a few fights with Shawn, I don't need to start fighting with you!" Rebecca looks away. "Babe, I'm not trying to start an argument, I'm trying to change your mind about Shawn. He's a scumbag, nothing more." Christian sat down next to Becky and put his arm around her. "Don't say that!" Rebecca took Christian's arm off of her. "Calm down, Beck. He's just one guy." Christian got up and rolled his eyes. Rebecca laid down on the couch once Christian got up. As Rebecca was thinking about what Shawn was doing, Shawn was thinking about what Rebecca was doing. Shawn was already on the plane, managing to get some comfort in first class. Shawn looked out of the window, still looking gloomy, but looking a bit happier since he remembered what he was going to say to Cameron and Cheyenne. Shawn looked at the clouds, and to him, all of them formed hearts. Shawn looked around the plane from his seat. So many people looking cheery, it kind of brought him further down. The flight attendant passed by and looked at Shawn. "Is everything alright, sir?" Shawn quickly looked over to the flight attendant. "Who? Me? Yeah, I'm fine...just fine." The flight attendant nodded and passed by. Shawn continued to look out the window. The day turned to the afternoon, the afternoon turned into the evening, and before it became night, the plane Shawn was in landed in San Antonio, TX.