Shawn and Kenny waved as Hunter and Dean arrived. They were all well out of the way of the tornado as it tore up the ground it twisted over.
Dean stood on the running board of the Range Rover and filmed the storm. He started to explain the video being filmed, then remembered, it wasn't a live stream. Dean hoped no one heard is faux pas.
Kenny also filmed but had a wider angled lens. Shawn still filmed with the FLIR camera. Hunter was a bit frustrated.
"Why didn't Seth want rocket probes? We would have had the perfect roads in and out. It might not even come close to the land probe we set." Hunter thought they should have probed the hell out of the storm.
Dean looked at Hunter. "Seth wanted us out of the way. His full attention has to be on Red Shoe. He couldn't be worried about putting us in probe position and watch Red Shoe. If it misses the land probe, which I doubt, it doesn't matter. Not at the risk of Seth's eyes being taken off Red Shoe. You understand, don't you, Hunter? Seth did the right thing." There was an undertone of anger in his voice. He was upset that Hunter was frustrated with Seth.
Hunter hung his head like a well scolded child. It made Shawn chuckle to himself. Dean was right and Hunter had deserved the young man's reprimand.
"You're right, Dean. I am sorry. Seth is doing exactly what he should be doing. Sometimes I tend to forget probes are not always the most important part of the chase. The safety of Chris and Adam is the only thing that matters. I'm sorry I spoke ill of Seth. He is doing a fantastic job." Hunter went to Dean and held out his hand.
Dean firmly shook Hunter's hand. "Thanks. Sorry if I got harsh. I'm just… worried about Seth. How he will feel if… well… if it goes wrong. I tell you, it makes me respect Chris even more. Every time he directs you, myself and Adam to a probe launch, it must scare him to death. He is sending the man he loves more than life, into the path of a tornado and he cares about you and I too. Now, Seth has that job, and needs everyone out of the way." Dean tried to explain how he felt, this time without the anger in his voice.
Hunter clapped Dean on the back. "I understand, Dean. I think sometimes we all forget what a terrible responsibility Chris, now Seth has. Thanks for reminding me, son. You can be cross with me any time I deserve it."
In the ROW, after putting a camera on a tripod, Roman went in to sit with Seth. He wanted to give his youngest husband all the support he could.
Seth watched the neon pink dot on the radar. The Red Shoe was almost at to the intercept point. He hoped the timing was right. Chris had told him took two minutes and thirty eight seconds for the anchors to be set, the armor plates lowered and the second layer of Lexan to be raised. If the tornado sped up, it could be a disaster. The Red Shoe had to be set. Roman was worried, Seth didn't seem to breathe.
Roman put a hand on Seth's shoulder. "Breathe baby, please breathe." He gave a soft smile when he felt Seth take a few deep breaths. Seth's eyes were glued to the computer screen.
"They've stopped..." Seth rubbed his sweat laced palms on his jeans. The tornado was headed directly for the hot pink dot. Had he calculated it correctly? Was it even possible to calculate nature?
Chris pulled the Red Shoe to a halt. "Set anchors!" He immediately called out. The tornado was headed right for them. Chris and Adam's ears popped as the pressure of the atmosphere increased.
Adam pushed the button. The winds were so loud, they couldn't hear the sound of the anchors being set. Adam held his breath, would they set or would they have to try to escape? He sighed with a shaky breath as the lights went green.
"Green! Armor go!" Adam called out in a loud shout as the tornado drew closer. Adam's job was done. He'd managed to get his camera into the dashboard mount. He began to film.
Chris pushed his button. As the armored plates lowered, the car rocked less. It was a comfort to know it actually worked. When the light turned green, Chris pressed the button to raise the second layer of bullet proof Lexan. It did nothing to buffer the noise of the wind.
"We're set. Let's just hope she holds together. I am going to film." Chris yelled as he grabbed his camera bag. The tornado was about five minutes from total impact with the Red Shoe car of the late AJ Styles.
Hunter, Shawn, Dean and Kenny watched as the tornado moved across the land. If they had not been so worried for their friends, they would have noticed how graceful the tornado was.
The twisting vortex of dirt filled air, almost danced across the prairie lands it crossed over. It was an elephant trunk, but wasn't as wide as a lot of the tornadoes they had chased thus far. It curved and bent as it stretched from the ground to the sky. The tornado continued its graceful dance as it moved across the ground and descended upon the Red Shoe car.
Dean watched the GoPro footage from the Red Shoe on his cell phone. He'd already sent the relay to the ROW. He turned to the others.
"It's about to hit." Dean sounded more like a robot than a young man. He almost didn't want to watch, but he also couldn't tear his eyes away.
Hunter, Shawn and Kenny looked at the cell phone in Dean's hand. "Oh Dear Lord in Heaven, please, oh please keep Chris and Adam safe." Shawn prayed in the most heartfelt voice Hunter had ever heard his husband use. He wrapped Shawn in his strong arms.
In the Radar On Wheels, Seth and Roman also watched the GoPro footage. Roman held Seth's hand in a near death grip. Somehow, they remembered to breathe. Sweat dripped down their faces like rainfall.
"Hang on, Kitten… here it comes!" Chris yelled over the roaring winds as the outer bands of the tornado rocked the Red Shoe car. Both men managed to film and GoPro cameras sent their footage.
Just as the tornado struck the Red Shoe car, the GoPro screen on Dean's phone went blank. It happened in the ROW as well.
Seth sank into his chair. "Damn. I was afraid of that, but, I hoped it wouldn't happen. They will be alright… won't they?" He looked at Roman, doubt clouded his brown eyes. Seth held fast to Roman's hand.
Roman squeezed Seth's hand. "I hope so, baby. You had them in the exact right spot, with plenty of time to set. Just… it is not your fault if the car fails." He wasn't sure he'd said the right thing.
Seth sighed. "I suppose not, but, I still put them in the path of the tornado. We should have had a lot more practice than just a couple of hours. We all let that day get to us. We had to do it for AJ because of his memorial service. We let Chris get carried away and we all just blindly agreed. We should, as a team, have said no, it will take more practice. Then we could do it for AJ. We let Chris down..." Seth's words of frustration faded as the reality of the situation suddenly became very real.
"ROW, Scout. We lost GoPro footage, but the tornado has moved on. Showing signs of weakening. Should we track it? Have you heard from Red Shoe?" Shawn's voice echoed in the Radar On Wheels office area.
Seth looked at the radar, he noticed something. The neon, hot pink dot had disappeared from the screen. He keyed the mic "Scout, ROW. Yes, track in. If Hunter has a chance, he can probe it. And no, not yet. ROW out."
"ROW, Scout. Ten-four. Scout, out." Shawn responded There was a slight waver in his voice.
Seth looked at the radar, then at Roman. "Where did they go?" His eyes were filled with worry… and tears.
Roman pulled Seth up against him. "Anything could have happened. Maybe the tracking unit was… blown off. It doesn't mean they… are… lost." He tried to be strong but he felt the same as Seth.
Miles to the southwest of ROW, Scout and Rover pulled out. Hunter and Dean headed toward the tornado, to try to probe it with a rocket or two. The tornado had weakened, but still danced with grace over the ground.
"ROW, Rover. Probing storm. We will then go pick up the land probe. Will return behind Scout. Rover, out." Dean called on his radio. Hunter concentrated on coming up behind the tornado. A bit different from the usual approach, but safer.
In the Radar On Wheels, Seth halfheartedly watched the probe information fly by on the probe computer.
"It's about to rope out. It is a beautiful twister." Roman called out as he kept the tornado in view.
Seth actually got up to look at the twister as it roped out. "Was there any lightening?"
"Not really. I was inside most of the time. We can work on the theory later, when there isn't so much other stuff going on." Roman spoke with a shrug.
Seth and Roman turned when they heard the crunch of tires on the county road. The Scout appeared. Shawn parked behind the ROW. He and Kenny got out of the truck, worry carved into their faces.
"Anything? Anything at all?" Shawn asked as they walked to the ROW.
Seth bit his lip, did he tell them or not… about the Red Shoe's tracking dot vanishing. He looked to Roman for advice.
"Wait till Hunter and Dean return." Roman spoke softly in Seth's ear. It was the best advice he could offer.
Seth shook his head. "Not yet. I am sure we will soon. Could be the radio was damaged."
Shawn nodded. "I will make coffee. Anyone hungry?" He began the rote routine of making coffee for something to do.
Kenny fell into helping Shawn. No one was hungry. Still, Kenny put out some cold fruit, just in case.
Eyes again turned to the sound of a vehicle as it approached. The Range Rover came into view. Hunter parked behind the Scout.
"Looks like the land probe took a hit." Hunter reported as he and Dean joined the others.
"Good Listen, I need to… the tracking dot of the Red Shoe… went off the map.. not long after the tornado intercepted it" Seth blurted out the truth.
Hunter swallowed hard. Could be anything. They probably lost their radio. Maybe the tires went. Maybe we should go look for them." His voice was gruff and filled with emotion.
Seth nodded "I thought of that. We'll give them thirty more minutes. It would be bad if we went looking and have them return to find us missing. Can… I have a coffee please?" He went back into the office, maybe the Red Shoe would show up.
Roman started to fill Seth's special mug. Dean stopped him. "Let me, Ro. Please?" He looked at his husband, brow arched. He could see how stressed Roman was Dean knew it was his turn to look after Seth.
"Yeah, okay. D, go easy… he's really strung out." Roman spoke softly to Dean as Dean filled Seth's mug.
"So are you, Ro. Go sit. Seth will be alright. Let me be the strong one for once." Dean held the filled mug in one hand, and with the other, gently pushed Roman down into a folding chair under the awning.
"Go on, Dean. We're here." Shawn gave Dean a nod and soft smile. Dean returned the smile and gave a nod of thanks.
Dean went into the ROW. He put the mug in the special holder. "There ya go, baby. You did a great job today. I am proud of you." He kissed Seth's temple.
"Thanks, D. They just… vanished. I keep telling myself it could be anything, like the radio failed, the wind took out the tracking device… but let's face it, they are… dea..." Seth was stopped by Dean's fingers on his lips.
"Don't, Seth,. Don't say that until we know for sure. But, if it is true, it is not your fault. You got them into the perfect position If the car failed… that's on Styles. I don't mean that like sounds, but you're not responsible for building the car. Oh, I will shut up now. I am not good at saying things right." Dean sighed. He meant well, but, he didn't have Shawn's way with words.
Seth gave a wry chuckle. "Roman said the exact same thing. I get it, and you put it just fine. Still, I can't help but feel responsible. I put them in the path of the tornado. Oh Dean, I'm… thank God I have the two best husband's in the world. Now, I've got to look at the radar, storms may not be over. I owe it to Chris to keep the chase going if it continues." Seth went into work mode. He put in his ear bud from the NWS radio and began to study the radar again.
Dean gave Seth a pat on the shoulder and kiss to the top of his black and blond head. "Roman and I are the lucky ones, baby. We will be outside if you need us." He left Seth to work and joined the others as they sat and talked quietly under the awning.
"He's okay… for now. Storms may not be over. We might have to go out again." Dean pulled a can of root beer out of the cooler and popped it open.
Hunter nodded to the horizon. "He could be right. Thunderheads look to be building. There isn't enough rain or hail to kill this heat. It's what Chris would do. So, let's give Seth all our support."
"Not even a question of that, dear. You're right. It is exactly what Chris would do. I just… why haven't… where are… " Shawn stopped himself He didn't want the others to fall apart.
Kenny sipped his coffee. "It's alright, Shawn. We are all asking the same questions. It doesn't make us weak, it makes united in worry for our friends. There is nothing wrong with that. The last thing Chris would want is to miss a chance to chase."
Everyone looked to the horizon, there was a low, distant rumble of thunder. The thunderheads had grown rapidly. The clouds looked black as the rays of the afternoon sun it them. The darkness of the clouds made the rays of the sun take on a blood red hue. It looked like the chase would soon be on again.
Seth listened intently as the NWS radio gave its warning alert. He also watched the radar. He not only looked at the new storm, he hoped, somehow, he'd see a neon, hot pink dot show up.
After the announcer finished giving the details of the latest weather warning, Seth went to report to the team. He stood on the top step, in the doorway.
"It's a non tornadic thunderstorm warning. It is not headed this way, but stay alert, it could change. One of you please go up and send me some FLIR footage. Need data, why is this one non tornadic. We'll pack up soon and go in S and R mode. That will be up to you, Nurse Helmsley. I'll let you know when. Now, data please." Seth spoke with a leader's authority. It was also the way Chris would have handled it.
Kenny stood. "I'll go. I am used to the ROW roof." He took the FLIR camera Roman had unpacked again.
Roman gave Kenny a smile. "Thanks. I don't mind, but heights are not my favorite thing." He wasn't as scared of heights as Shawn, but if Kenny was willing, he was not about to argue with him.
Hunter and Shawn slowly began to pack up the coolers. They poured the coffee into a couple of thermos bottles, blazoned with Chris' Jericho Storm Chase, Inc. logo on them. Shawn packed the coffee maker back into it's box.
Dean moved his still camera bags from Rover to his storage locker in the ROW. He kept his video camera bag close at hand. Roman began to fold up the chairs and stow them in place. It was all just busy work, to help them think about anything other than the missing Red Shoe.
"That's enough FLIR data. Thank you!" Seth called out from the ROW. He was torn. Keep and eye on the new storm, or search for Chris and Adam.
Roman waited as Kenny climbed down from the ROW roof. They exchanged a nod. Roman then went into the ROW office. He saw confusion on Seth's face.
"Baby, we are packed up, ready to roll." Roman spoke softly and placed his hands on his husband's shoulders.
Seth looked up at Roman. "I am kind of torn. Do we stay put and watch this storm or go out looking for Chris and Adam? How does Chris manage to make decisions like this? What would you do?"
Roman sighed. "Well, it is a non tornadic thunderstorm. If you really want to know what I would do, I'd go in search of Chris and Adam."
Seth nodded. "Help me shut it down. Thanks, Ro. I needed to hear it from someone else. That was my decision, I just wasn't sure if it was the right one."
Roman gently squeezed Seth's shoulders. "I understand, baby. I'll go shut her down and get her ready to roll." With another kiss to the top of Seth's head, Roman slid up into the cab and got in the driver's seat He had to wait for Seth to save data before he switched the ROW from generator to engine power.
Roman looked up, a huge grin broke out on his face. "Seth! The Red Shoe! It's the Red Shoe! They are alive!" He saw the car slowly drive the road toward the ROW.
Seth got up out his chair and looked out the windshield of the Radar On Wheels. The Red Shoe really was headed their way. He turned and flew down the ROW steps. The others had heard Roman's cry. They ran to the front of the ROW and waited for the Red Shoe to arrive.
Chris chuckled. "Looks like we have a welcoming committee. Think they are glad to see us?"
Adam also laughed. "Looks like. We must have worried them to death. Um… let's not tell them everything." He had a smirk on his lips.
Chris stopped the car in front of the ROW. "I agree. Come on, we have some explaining to do." He indicated to his ripped jeans, tee shirt and Adam's torn and mud crusted jeans.
The group of storm chasers couldn't help the happy cheers as Chris and Adam got out of the car. The couple were hugged, kissed and hugged more. Everyone seemed to speak at once.
Shaw was the first to realize both Chris and Adam had small cuts on their hands and faces. He also noticed their torn and dirty clothes.
"Boys, get the chairs and table set up. Hunter, get my first aid bag. You two, come. You can talk, after I see to those cuts." Shawn took over and Seth was happy for him to do so, after all it was kind of like being in Rescue Mode.
Chris and Adam let Shawn fuss. The picnic area under the awning was quickly set up again. Kenny also got out the coffee maker and started a new pot. Coolers were brought out. Hunter got Shawn's first aid bag and set it on the table. He then poured some water into a bowl, and grabbed some clean cloths Shawn had on hand. Chris and Adam looked like they'd just been in a boxing match, and lost.
Shawn sat Chris and Adam down. "Anything broken?" He asked as he began to wash Chris' face. The man had a bleeding cut on the bridge of his nose.
"No, nothing like that. All this happened after the tornado rolled over us." Adam spoke as Hunter gently washed his face.
Roman and Dean went to look at the Red Shoe car. The walked around and looked for any damage. "The GoPros are still there." Dean was a bit surprised. He figured they had been torn off the car.
Roman noticed something. "Here's why they lost feed. The antenna farm is ripped loose. It caused the loss of their radio signal and the GoPro relay. The footage is probably saved, even if we didn't see it." He pointed out the damage to the plate that held the antenna farm in place.
Dean looked. "Yeah, that explains it. It's lucky the plate is still there at all. The Lexan worked, all the glass is in tact. Let's go listen to what happened. Oh, wait, that's a spare tire. They had to change a flat." He pointed to the right back tire.
Roman and Dean returned to the others. Seth and Kenny made sandwiches. Hunter helped his husband with Chris and Adam's injuries.
Shawn put a small bandage on the cut on the bridge of Chris' nose. "It's not deep. You know how facial cuts bleed. Any pain? Headaches?"
Chris shook his head. "No headache. I just feel a little stiff and sore. It took us so long because two of the anchors and one of the metal shield plates got stuck All this happened to trying to get everything loose. Not much space to work with under the car. I banged my nose with the hook end of a hammer. We couldn't call you for help. Antenna farm got knocked silly. So no radio. We had no cell service where we were. We finally got signal bars about half a mile from here, no point by then in calling. We were just about to give up and wait for you all to show up. Adam gave the hydraulics one last whack, and it worked. We were finally able to move. Then we got a flat on the right rear. It was a bastard to change, the lug nuts did not want to loosen. We finally got it. It seems like we were safer in the car that out of it. She won't be going with us. We will drop her off at Martin's. He can fix her and park her till the end of the season. We did our duty to AJ." Chris finished telling most of what happened, with a sip of hot coffee.
Shawn finished with the first aid "Why don't you two go change, then eat something. You can tell us all about it later." He gave the Jericho's a warm smile. It was all Shawn could do not to cry in relief.
Adam nodded. "Sounds perfect. Thanks, Shawn. I am sorry we worried you guys, but what could we do? Maybe we need an old fashioned telegraph to communicate when nothing else works." He laughed as he stood.
Chris looked at Seth. "You did a fantastic job of placing us in the path. You even calculated the exact amount of time we needed to set the shoe. I am really proud of you. I'm anxious to hear how it all went." He gave Seth a hearty pat on the back.
Seth beamed at Chris' words. It was if all the worry slid off his face. He stood taller as the weight fell from his shoulders. Seth Rollins-Ambrose-Reigns was a new man.
Chris and Adam went to get clean clothes out of their bags in the Range Rover. Shawn and Hunter took the first aid bag back to the Scout truck.
As soon as they were out of sight of the others, Shawn fell into Hunter's arms and let go of the long held in tears. Hunter didn't cry, but his eyes were filled with moisture.
"It's alright, little copperhead. Our boys are safe." Hunter spoke softly and held Shawn tightly.
Shawn clung to his husband "Thank you, God, oh thank you. Praise Jesus" His prayer came from the bottom of his heart. He drew strength from Hunter's love filled embrace.
Adam and Chris quickly changed. "These are for the rag bag..." Adam paused, he'd looked over at Shawn and Hunter. "I guess we really worried them. Better go let him fuss over us for a while." He put their torn, dirty clothes in a bag in the back of the Rover. Adam then went over to the Helmsley's.
"Sorry we worried you, Shawn. We're alright now, I promise." Adam spoke softly as Shawn gathered himself.
Shawn smiled at Adam. "It's not like you set out to worry us, son. You know me, I fall apart after things happen. Let's get you fed." Shawn led Adam back to the others
Hunter watched with a smile as Shawn led Adam away. He turned when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "He will be alright. What about you? You know, you can cry." Chris also spoke softly to the older man. He could see the emotion in Hunter's eyes.
Hunter let a couple of tears fall as he looked at Chris "All I could think of was six years ago. Seeing your Escalade sucked up, then slammed down by that tornado. We deliberately sent you into the direct path of a tornado this time. What were we possibly thinking? Oh, don't mind me, Chris, I know now we did the right thing. Just… don't do it again, okay?"
Chris chuckled. "I promise. But I'll tell you this, I wouldn't take it back. It was the most unbelievable thing I've ever experienced. I get Nash now, why he was so obsessed. I'll tell you what though, Hunter. It's cured my get as close as possible urge. Come on, I'll tell you all about it." He spoke with excitement as he led Hunter away.
Kenny, Roman and Dean had made a pile of sandwiches. Adam was already on his third by the time Chris and Hunter sat down at the table. Chris put two sandwiches on a paper plate.
"Seth, try the GoPros. We may have lost the relay signal, but I hope they kept filming. We filmed what we could, but, the way the car rocked, not sure if we got any watchable footage. I hope AJ's recorders got data, cause we ain't doin' this again." Chris took a huge bite of his food.
Seth swallowed his sip of cola. "Will do. I will remove the data before we leave. So, is that it? The car rocked? Come on, guys tell us about it."
Chris chuckled. "It was fast, furious, loud and thrilling! Watching the tornado approach… was amazing. We knew it was going to hit us, and no force on earth was going to stop it. You can't really put that feeling into words. It hit, it was gone. I'll tell you, I give AJ a lot of respect and credit for the idea. Those armor plates really kept the car from flipping over, and the anchors kept it tied to the ground. The thrill was incredible. We really only saw a cloud of dirt. It was the feeling more than any thing visual. I'm sorry, I can't really convey it in words." Chris gave a shrug and took another bite of food.
Adam nodded in agreement. "Chris is right. It was the feeling more than anything. Especially after the tornado passed… knowing we had survived a direct hit… it was incredible… just… incredible." Adam could not stop the flush that colored his face.
Dean was the first to pick up not only on Adam's flushed face, but the very wicked smirk that Chris had on his face. "Oooo, you did, didn't you? That's part of why you took so long getting back." Dean's hand went over his mouth, he hadn't really meant to say it out loud.
Adam flushed even more. "Um… well.."
"The jig is up, Kitten. Yes, that's why were a little longer than we should have been I um… can't help it. Okay, enough of that now. We will be going back to Norman after all, but just for tonight. Boys, stay with us. We will be heading out early in the morning for eastern Colorado." Chris changed the subject, before Adam decided to clobber him.
"Well, there is something you need to know. Before the tornado, while you were waiting… the GoPros.. were um… filming and sending the footage out over the relay. Roman and I… well, think about it. Yeah… we… um… saw it." Seth began to flush as he mentioned what had happened.
Adam's eyes went wide as he realized what Seth and Roman had seen. "You saw me… Chris… oh hell! What is this? Kill Adam by embarrassment day?" He buried his face in his hands.
Chris smirked again "Better than getting sucked up by a tornado though. Why do you think we got married during a storm? Okay, okay, enough now. Seth, you did a perfect job, but I am taking over now. Pack it up. ROW and Scout head home. Rover, follow us to Martin's. Then meet at our place. I want to see the footage. Let's go… oh… wait. Thanks, guys. This meant a lot to Adam and I, and we couldn't have done it without the best team in the world behind us. It helped us to know you were here for us. We love you. Now, let's head out." Chris' voice filled with emotion at the end.
Two and half hours later, the eight storm chasers were gathered in the Jericho's living room. Adam had popped bowls of popcorn to snack on, and root beer flowed.
Seth had downloaded the GoPro footage as Adam downloaded the footage from his and Chris' cameras. It was raw and unedited, save one thing, Seth had enough sense to make sure the footage of Chris and Adam's escapade before the tornado was erased… and he did it without watching.
"We when get it edited, I want to send a copy to Kevin. After all, he shared with us and I know he won't share it. There was also something else, the University doesn't need to know about this." Chris stated as Seth and Adam worked to get the footage ready to watch.
"How are we gonna prevent them from finding out? Aren't we going to sell it?" Dean wasn't greedy for money, he was just curious.
Chris looked at Dean, then the others. "Oh, it will be seen, but the only name that will be associated with it will be AJ Styles. That's all anyone will ever need to know. I trust Kevin not to tell either." He spoke firmly.
"No problem with that. We will just have to make sure to edit out any video of you or Adam. I think it is fitting for AJ to have the credit." Dean gave a satisfied nod.
A few minutes later, the Jericho's large, flat screen plasma television was filled with the image of the tornado as it approached. The noise of the wind was so loud, Adam set the TV volume to one above mute.
The tornado approached the car. The GoPro cameras picked up nothing but a swirl of dirt. The video from inside the car was much the same, except the video rocked as the car rocked. The tornado lasted about a minute and a half. Adam had gotten footage as the tornado moved past the car and continued it's dance over the land. The footage lasted around ten minutes in total.
Adam turned the television off. "That was… I think this is one of those times when video does not even come close to actually experiencing it. That footage is… boring. But being in that car… was exciting and terrifying. I am actually disappointed." He gave a sigh as he finished.
"Adam, it may not be exciting, but it is historical. You and Kevin Nash are the only ones in the world with film of the inside of a tornado. That is something you and Chris can be very proud of. You will never forget the experience. We are all extremely proud of you and Chris." Shawn spoke with depth. Adam needed to understand.
"Shawn is right, Kitten. Jericho Storm Chase made history today. Jericho Storm Chase made AJ's dream come true. I just wish he could have been there." Chris spoke with quiet reflection. He was proud of his team and his husband.
"Yeah, you're right. I guess I was expecting too much. It wasn't a movie set. You know what I mean. I am proud, proud of all of us. I am also glad we were able to make AJ's dream come true..." Adam paused and picked up his can of root beer, then stood. He raised his hand.
"To the chase, for AJ Styles." Adam toasted as he looked to Heaven.
The others stood and echoed Adam. "To the chase, for AJ Styles."
Somewhere, on a cloud, an angel sat. AJ Styles smiled. "Thank you." He whispered softly.