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Title: What Now

Pairings: HBK/HHH or HHH/Stephanie HBK/Shane

Summary: Triple H is engaged to Stephanie McMahon but he is slowly gaining feelings for the Heartbreak kid Shawn Michaels and he is torn between the man he loves and the woman he has to learn to love.

Chapter 34

Triple H watched in horror as everyone else walked back into the room, Triple H looked over to them and then out of no where he heard a long beeping sound. He looked back over at the heart monitor and saw the long straight line going through the middle of it. Triple H stood up from where he was and backed up fro Shawn's body as doctors flooded the room, attempting to revive him.

They all left the room, sadly, looking around, not one of them wanting to say a word. If they didn't revive him, he could be stuck like that forever, dead. There was no way that they could even think about that, or about Shawn, but he was stuck in each and every one of their heads. He looked so helpless, and sick. He looked like he was dead… he might as well had been.

Triple h was distraught; he had no idea what to do, or what to think about, or how to deal with this. Shawn was, dying in that room, what if they couldn't revive him? What if he stays dead? That would be so horrible? Triple H didn't know how to deal with this, so he just decided to try and think about some of the good times that he and Shawn had back in the day.

FLASHBACK

Shawn impatiently lay in bed, his arm on the back of his head. He buttoned up his shirt all the way, and waited for his best friend Hunter to finally get out of the bathroom. Triple H walked out of the bathroom and smiled at Shawn, who's eyes were bloodshot red and his cheeks were reddish pink. Triple H sat across from Shawn and then smiled sadly at him. The reason why Shawn was in this state was because he had just left the hospital from getting himself stabbed and getting dumped by his boss, he'd been so sad, and triple H's mission for the day was to make them feel better.

"So… how are you feeling?" Triple H asked, as he rubbed Shawn's upper thigh.

Shawn smiled sadly at him, then he began to rub the back of his neck. "I'm feeling better than I would have if I'd died." Shawn said with a fake laugh, trying to make as many jokes as possible in order to try and forget about all of the sad things that had been happening in his life.

"… I mean how are you really?" Triple H asked, as he brushed Shawn's hair back a little.

"… Ummm… I haven't been great." Shawn said sadly, as he looked down onto the bed that he was on, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Triple H placed his hand on Shawn's chin and lifted his head up, seeing the tears in his eyes. He brought his hand up to Shawn's eyes and began to slowly wipe some of tears away from his eyes.

"Shawn, don't fret over all of that stuff that happened with Vince isn't worth tears Shawn…" Triple h said, as he continued to wipe Shawn's tears away.

Shawn smiled sadly at him. "I know, it just hurts really badly." Shawn wiped his eyes harshly, attempting to somehow make all of his tears go away. But they just continued to escape his blue eyes. So he continued to vigorously rub them.

"Whoa whoa, Shawn stop…" Triple h said as he grabbed onto Shawn's hands and brought them to his lap. "Shawn look at me…" Triple H demanded.

Shawn's head stayed down, the same sad look on his face. He closed his eyes tight to stop the pouring tears. Tears were obviously leaking their way through his eye lids, Shawn tried to cover it up with his hands, but Triple H never let go of his hands.

"Shawn, I said look at me…" Triple H tried to demand again.

Shawn still kept his head down, looking sadder then ever.

Triple H rolled his eyes slightly and then he let go of one of Shawn's hands and placed his hand on Shawn's chin. He lifted up Shawn's head and made it so that he was facing him. He could see the sadness in Shawn's face, he felt so bad for his best friend. His heart was broken and there was absolutely nothing that anyone could do about that, except for at least try and cheer him up as best they could.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" Triple H asked, as he brought his hand to Shawn's hair and brushed his hand through it.

Shawn pouted slightly and then nodded.

Triple H smiled sadly at him, and then began to search through the channels for something to watch. He eventually stopped at one of Shawn's favorite movies.

"I don't want to watch a movie anymore; I want to go out somewhere, like dinner." Shawn said with his pouty voice.

Triple H laughed lightly, and then stroked Shawn's neck. "Now, that's the Shawn who's been my best friend for five years…."

Shawn smiled at him. "Well, I'm tired of moping around… I just have to realize that I'm most likely going to be alone for the rest of my miserable life."

"Shawn, your life is not miserable; it's going to be a happy and fulfilling life. You'll find the right guy sooner or later." Triple H said. 'I wish that guy would be me…" He thought to himself.

"You'll find the right guy sooner or later…" Shawn mocked Triple H in a mocking voice.

"Shut-up Shawn…." Triple H said, with a light giggle.

"As much as I wish that was true Hunter, I'm going to have to strongly disagree with you…" Shawn said with a small frown on his face.

"Shawn, I'm sure there's some guy out there who loves you, but you just haven't noticed yet." Triple H exclaimed, he was dropping hints that it was him, but Shawn seemed to not be catching on at all.

"If there was someone out there who loved me, he would've told me by now, if he was that close to me then he would do anything to make me feel better and I'm willing to date anyone who loves me, I'll admit I'm very desperate right now…" Shawn exclaimed.

Triple H knew he was being selfish in not telling Shawn about his unmistakable love for him, he knew that Shawn would "do" just about anyone at this moment. But he was afraid that Shawn wouldn't love Triple H, the way that he longed for him to.

"Shawn, the guy might be a little afraid, he might just need some time…" Triple h said.

"Well, I don't want time, I want everything now!" Shawn said, and then he rapped his arms around his chest and pouted. "I think I'm going to become a male prostitute…"

"What! Shawn, I know you're sad right now, but that's no reason to want to become a real prostitute. It's really not a good thing to be, and you could get hurt…." Triple h rambled on.

"Hunter, calm down, I won't become a prostitute that was a joke… I wouldn't make myself feel like that, it would make me feel like an even dirtier heap of garbage…" Shawn said depressingly.

"Shawn, you're not garbage, you never have been. Never will be, you got it?" Triple H asked.

"Nope…" Shawn said sadly.

"Shawn…" Triple H started.

"There's nothing that you can say Hunter, I feel like crap right now. And you might be able to make my depression go away, but you could never stop making me feel like crap…" Shawn said sadly.

"Shawn you have no reason to feel like crap…" Triple h said.

"Yes I do… tell me honestly, wouldn't you feel like crap if every time you got yourself into a so called, relationship, right after you sleep with that person, they kick you out of their hotel room, or leave you while you're sleeping. It hurts so bad Hunter…" Shawn said depressingly.

Triple H frowned and then he brought his hand to Shawn's neck and stroked it lightly. Shawn looked up at him, and to triple H's surprise, he wasn't crying at all, he had a dead serious look on his face. Triple H knew that Shawn crying would be much better than him actually believing that he was trash.

"Shawn, I wish there was something that I could do to make you believe that you're more than you think you are. But obviously I can't, so I'll just keep telling you that until, finally you find a husband and he tells you that, then I know you'll believe him…" Triple h said, as he lightly stroked Shawn's hair.

Shawn smiled at him and then stood up on the bed that they were both sitting on and began to bounce on it, picking up a pillow. "Well, I hope your right, because if you're wrong, I am going to brain you!" Shawn yelled in a playful one of voice.

"Oh you are?" Triple H asked, laughing lightly, and then standing up on the bed along with Shawn.

"Yeah, I am…." Shawn said as he lightly whacked Triple H in the head, he started laughing immediately afterwards. Tripe H's mouth opened wide immediately, then he picked up a pillow from the bed and hit Shawn in the face with it. Shawn stumbled back and almost fell to bed, then they both started to hit each other with the pillows. After they tired each other out, they both laid down panting harshly. Shawn looked over at Triple h and smiled.

"You always know what to do to make me happy." Shawn said to Triple H as he lightly placed his hand on Triple H's upper arm.

"I know… I'll always be here for you…" Triple h said.

END FLASHBACK

It brought tears to his eyes to remember that day, what he wouldn't do to have another pillow fight with Shawn, to tell him that he was a great person and deserved a great life. He needed Shawn in his life, and he missed him so much already.

Shane on the other hand was in the corner of the hallway, in a distraught state of mind, he could barely bring himself to cry even a little. He was so upset, there was no way that Shawn could be dead, Shane never got to tell Shawn just how much he cared, all the arguing they did, and all of the bad words that they exchanged, he could remember the worse one of them all.

FLASHBACK

Shane walked into his and Shawn's hotel room; he had had a very rotten day, so many bad things had happened and he was looking forward to spending sometime with his boyfriend, but when he got in he didn't see Shawn. Which really aggravated him. He had pacifically told Shawn to be there when he got back; he didn't tell that guy to leave. He sighed angrily, rolling his eyes. He tried calling Shawn's cell phone, but he didn't answer.

To somehow cool himself off, he took a shower for about half an hour, and then when he got out, he had to wait another hour before Shawn walked into the door.

When he saw Shawn come into the room, he looked angrily at him. Shawn didn't catch on at first he only smiled brightly at Shane.

"Hey sweetie…" Shawn said as he walked over to Shane, placing both of his hands on both of Shane's knees and then he leaned in and kissed him on the lips, Shane didn't kiss back, he only glared at Shawn.

Shawn pouted and then he took his hands off of Shane's knees, standing up straight and looking at him. "What's wrong with you?"

Shane didn't answer at first; he only looked at Shawn with major anger in his eyes. "Where the hell were you?!" Shane yelled, standing up, almost the same size as Shawn, but a little taller.

Shawn was speechless at first, he didn't know what to say or why Shane was so angry with him, he didn't know what he'd did to Shane, or if he did something wrong. "Shane, what do you mean?"

"What the hell do you think I mean, I asked you to be here when I got back, I told you I'd be here in half an hour, the least you could've done was call me and tell me that you were leaving, but you never listen to me!" Shane complained loudly.

"I do listen to you Shane, that all I do!" Shawn yelled back.

"Then where did you go?" Shane asked, his voice was lower this time, but it still sounded strict and irritated.

"Umm… Hunter called me right after you called me and told me that there was an emergency, and he really needed my help, so I went to his hotel room…" Shawn said.

"What was the emergency?" Shane asked with irritation and anger still in his eyes.

"It wasn't a real emergency; he just gave me a present…" Shawn said with a smile, he then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small locket. "See, it says Best friends…. And it has a picture of Hunter and I, isn't it cute?" Shawn asked.

Shane looked angrily at Shawn, and then he looked at the locket. He snatched it away from Shawn, and held onto it tightly onto it. He threw it on the ground angrily. Shawn's mouth opened wide.

"What the heck Shane, why would you do that?" Shawn asked as he got on the ground and picked, it up, getting back up quickly and then looking at Shane with hurt in his eyes.

"So, why'd you stay there for two hours?" Shane asked angrily.

Shawn was beginning to start crying, so his voice was shaky and his words were broken. "Umm…. we, watch—ed a mo—vie." Shawn said shakily.

"Why couldn't you call me?" Shane asked.

"I lost… tr—ack of… umm… time." Shawn said, as tears finally formed in his eyes, he hated it when Shane was angry with him.

"Okay, how do you lose track of time? Other than watching a movie what were you doing?" Shane asked.

"Nothing else…." Shawn said lowly and sadly.

"So, you weren't going down on him, or fucking him, is that what you're telling me?" Shane asked.

"S-S-Shane, we weren't doing any of that stuff, I promise." Shawn said, his voice shaking like crazy, along with his hands because he feared what Shane would do to him.

"Well, you have before haven't you…?" Shane asked.

"Yes, but I've never slept with Hunter…" Shawn said, trying his hardest to plead his case.

"You're such liar, so you're really telling me that you two never slept together?" Shane asked angrily, he doubted that the two had slept together while he and Shawn were involved with each other, but he had to hear from Triple h that those two slept together all of those years ago.

"No Shane, we haven't…" Shawn said, he had almost forgotten about that time all of those years ago, he was about to say something, but then Shane cut him off.

"Get the hell out of my hotel room…" Shane said as he turned his back to Shawn, trying to hide his irritation.

"What… Shane please, don't act like this…" Shawn said as tears began to form in his eyes. He tried to place his hand on Shane's shoulder, but then Shane shrugged it off.

"I said leave, I'm so sick of you, I'm always having a bad day and you just go and make it worst, every single day, you stupid little bitch!" Shane yelled angrily.

Shawn placed his hand on his eyes and then cried, leaving the room almost immediately. Shane sighed as he watched him leave, he knew that he was dead wrong, all he did was bother with Shawn because he had a bad day and he took it out on him.

END FLASHBACK

Shane really hated himself for all for those times that he messed with Shawn for absolutely no reason, and some how Shawn had still stayed with him all that time and still loved him all for that time, it didn't seem right. But there were always good times; Shane could remember one at the moment.

FLASHBACK

Shawn and Shane were at Shane's hose, in his backyard, on a swing that he had gotten for when his nieces and nephews would come to visit, but for now, he was pushing Shawn on it because Shawn insisted that he couldn't do it himself because him leg supposedly hurt.

"Push me higher Shane!" Shawn shouted as Shane push him.

"Ok," Shane ran up from behind Shawn and pushed him up really high, going under him and then coming out on the other side, facing him.

"Do you think I can jump?" Shawn asked as he laughed lightly.

"No, but you can try." Shane said, laughing as well.

"Are you going to catch me?" Shawn asked as he continued swinging and laughing.

Shane rolled his eyes and scoffed. "No, never." Shane said.

Shawn's jaw dropped and then he continued swinging. "Well, I'm jumping anyways."

"Go for it, I hope you make it." Shane said.

Shawn bit his bottom lip and jump off the swing. Shane was surprised he actually did it and was way too late to catch him, so Shawn landed flat on his face.

Shane ran over to Shawn and twisted him over onto his back, and then picked up his unconscious body. "Shawn, are you okay?" Shane asked loudly into Shawn's ear, and then he tapped lightly on his cheek.

Shawn remained still and his head feel back.

"Shawn, please wake up, don't be dead Shawn, you can't be dead." Shane continued to yell.

Shawn opened his eyes with a smile on his face, and then he laughed lightly at Shane. "Got ya!" Shawn said as he continued to laugh.

Shane's jaw dropped and he shook his head. "You play entirely too much."

"You still love me though…" Shawn said sweetly.

"No I don't." Shane said, rolling his eyes.

"Yes you do, if you didn't you would've dropped me by now." Shawn said with a small smile.

Shane tried to look serious, but then he laughed. "You're damn right I still love you, but Shawn you shouldn't scare me like that!"

"You should've caught me." Shawn said sweetly, a huge smile still on his face.

Shane smirked, then he leaned slowly in and placed his lips on Shawn's, running his hands through his long soft hair, while keeping one of his hands under Shawn's legs to keep him up, while Shawn rested his head on Shane's chest. "I love you so much." Shane finally said.

Shawn smiled. "I know… I love you too."

END FLASHBACK

Shane wished that Shawn would just play with them one more time, that he would just wake up and smile and say that everything was going to be okay, and that he was alive again, anything.

Triple H felt guilty this entire time as he stood there, he couldn't help but think about some of the bad things that had happened between Shawn and Triple H over the many years that they had been best friends.

FLASHBACK

Triple H walked into his and Shawn's hotel room, very excited, he had just proposed to Stephanie. Although he knew that proposing to Stephanie was only a cover up for his undying love for Shawn, he was still ecstatic, and plus he wanted to rub it in Shawn's face.

When Shawn saw Triple H come in he made that grade A perfect smile that he does whenever he sees his best buddy Triple H. "Hey Hunter, why are you so happy?" Shawn asked.

"I just proposed to Stephanie!" Triple h said excitingly.

"Oh." Shawn said nonchalantly. He would have been happier for his buddy but today was different, he was going to tell Triple H how much he loved him. It took him years to work up the courage to tell him and now that he finally could this happens, perfect.

"What do you mean 'Oh'?" Triple H asked rather offended.

"Just 'oh'." Shawn said.

"Shawn, I'm engaged the least you can do is be happy for me." Triple h said harshly.

"I'm happy for you really I am." Shawn said attempting to put on a fake smile.

"Shawn I could tell when you're laying." Triple H said. "Why aren't you happy for me?"

"Because, I don't like her." Shawn blurted out.

"Why don't you like her?" Triple H asked angrily.

"You don't have to be so mean about it." Shawn said. "I have my reasons for not liking your fiancée, everyone is entitled to their own opinion."

"Yeah sure, you can have an opinion but you at least need a damn reason for it!" Triple H said even angrier.

"I don't want to tell you my reason Hunter!" Shawn complained.

"You know what Shawn, why don't you stop acting like a bratty baby all your life and give your stupid reason!" Triple H yelled.

"I'm not a bratty baby." Shawn pouted. "And my reason is that it's just doesn't set right with me at all."

"I know why you don't want me marrying Stephanie." Triple H said.

"Why Hunter? Why don't I want you marrying Stephanie?" Shawn asked sarcastically.

"You're still not over Vince dumping you." Triple H said.

"What!" Shawn yelled.

"Since Vince, Stephanie's dad, broke up with you, you have a problem with her." Triple h said.

"You know what Hunter; you are the worst friend a person could ever have." Shawn said angrily.

Those words stung Triple H bad, so he was going to find words that stung Shawn just as much. "You know Shawn, I might be the worst friend you've ever had but you are most defiantly the best fuck I've ever had. But hey you've had a lot of practice right?" Triple H said smartly.

Now that hurt and stupid Triple H knew it, when he figured out exactly what he said as he wanted to take it back, but he didn't. Poor Shawn felt so bad that he couldn't even come back with a comeback. "…Shut-up Hunter." Shawn managed to choke out.

"What is it Shawn, like 5-6 guys a week now?" Triple H asked.

"What does it matter none of those guys are going to be you. Oh and thanks for the compliment, but to be completely honest o were the worst sex partner I have ever had." Shawn said matter of factly.

"Even if I'm the worst fuck ever, at least I can make a relationship work. At least the people who love me love me for me and not for what my dick can do!" Triple H said with a smirk, he knew that would hit a nerve in Shawn.

Shawn felt tears begin to form in his perfect blue eyes and he quickly turned around. "I'm going over to Shane's room." Shawn said as he sniffed a little.

"What are you going to fuck him too?" Triple h asked.

Shawn walked toward the door and made sure that his back was turned completely toward Triple H so that he wouldn't see the silent tears sliding down his now fiery red cheek. "No, he asked me to come over earlier."

"For what?" Triple H asked sarcastically.

"He said he just wanted to talk and spend some time with me." Shawn said sadly.

"I wonder what "talking" and "spending time with" means." Triple H said, putting quotations on the words talking and spending time with.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Shawn asked, trying to maintain an angry voice, but it kept getting intercepted by his crying voice.

"It basically means that another guy is going to sweet talk you into his bed." Triple H said harshly.

"Shane's my friend; he wouldn't do that to me." Shawn said, an unsure tone in his voice.

"Yeah sure he wouldn't do that to you. How many guys haven't? Every guy says that he's your friend, or they like you, and of course, you being the dumb slut you are, you listen to them every time." Triple h said. He knew that Shawn was hurting bad inside and there was nothing he wanted to do more than comfort him, but he already started his rant, might as well finish it. "No snappy comeback Shawn?"

Shawn in took a lot of breath to try and prevent himself from breaking down and crying his eyes out. "Shane is my friend Hunter; he is not like all of those other guys." Shawn choked out.

"Sure, he's probably like his dad. You know, get about 2-3 months of great fucks out of you and then dumping you in the hospital. Yeah, who doesn't want a relationship like that?" Triple H asked sarcastically. He could hear the small sobs coming from near the door where Shawn was standing and to some extent that gave him pure satisfaction. But then again he felt horrible for what he had just said, He knew how much Shawn had loved Vince, and it wasn't his fault that Vince had dumped him.

"When does he want you there?"

"He wants me there at midnight…" Shawn said with a sad tone in his voice.

"So you'll be back here at like 3 am right? You guys should be finished by then, and then he'll kick you out right?" Triple H asked in a smart tone.

"Bye Hunter." Shawn said as he quickly left the room.

Triple h felt horrible when Shawn left. He shouldn't have ever done that to him, h was too weak and shy, 'I hate myself, he is too good of a guy, I love him way too much, it's not fair, why can't he love me just as much as I love him?' triple H thought to himself.

FLASHBACK

Thinking back into those times when he tortured Shawn, made Triple H regret almost every moment that the two had together. If only he had made the time that he had with Shawn actually mean something, the only times in their lives that Triple H didn't hurt Shawn on purpose were the last year because he was trying to get Shawn into bed.

After a little while, Triple H and everyone else was appointed back to the waiting room, the doctors didn't tell them if they were able to revive Shawn or if he was dead, they kind of didn't want to know. But their rude awakening came when they saw Doctor Jesse begin to walk back to the waiting room, walking toward them. What were they going to do if he was dead? How would they survive?