They pulled into the drive of Shane and Marissa's home just after one AM. Shane had been unusually quiet nut kept looking at the woman as if he wanted to enlighten her. He looked expectantly at the building.
"Thanks." he stated getting out. Joanie remained in the drivers seat, waiting.
"Good luck, Shane." She muttered pulling out her phone and calling for a cab.
Shane looked anxiously at the door. Timidly he opened it and ventured inside. He didn't know what to expect, his father, the syndicate, his wife, but who he found was the most unlikely and yet the most likely person to be there.
"Where is she?" he asked the man, the silence that followed was deafening to Shane. "Dammit, tell me." he approached him, angry yet saddened.
"Away from here. Considering her options. Divorce, a termination." Shane's anger dissipated and his face paled.
"What?" he asked stunned
"My dear little brother, your wife hates you. She wants a divorce and possibly a termination." Shane stared at Alex.
"No, she wouldn't. You lying bastard." Shane grabbed Krycek's throat and held him tight.
"Ha, she couldn't face bringing another lying, conniving McMahon onto this planet." The shock of the news caused Shane to release the other man.
"Oh, God. Where is she?" he asked quietly.
"I have no idea."
"Bullshit." Shane's anger took hold of him and he grabbed his sibling forcefully slamming him into the wall.
"Like I'd tell you. I warned you what you were getting into, but you didn't listen. Wouldn't it have been simpler if you had?"
"Tell me." Shane pressed harder.
"You'll have to kill me."
"Don't tempt me."
"And what'll that achieve?" Shane released him; he knew that if he did indeed kill Krycek, he'd push Marissa further away.
"Please," Shane was calm, he watched Alex back away. "Please, I need to talk to her." Alex backed into a vase, which tumbled to the floor a smashed.
"Maine." he gasped.
"MAINE? You didn't let her drive" Shane replied walking away
"I couldn't stop ...." Alex was cut off by the sound of the front door slamming and tires screeching.
"Shane?" Joanie asked as he dropped her off outside her apartment.
"She's in Maine, Joan, I need to get to her, explain." he leant his head back.
"Not tonite Shane O."
"Joanie, I have to."
"You're exhausted. I won't let you drive there tonite." he sighed, he knew she was right. If he drove he'd fall asleep at the wheel. "Besides wouldn't it be better to let her cool off?"
"Yes." he bit down on his lip. "I love her Joanie."
"You'll have to tell her that. Do you want to stay here for the night?"
"She wants an abortion." he stated emotionless looking into Joanie's eyes.
"I'm so sorry Shane"
"Why? If she has no problem killing our child why should I."
"It's a life Shane. Look there's a quiet bar near here if you want a drink."
"No, I'm going to go see Dana. It's my fault, shit Joanie next thing I'm gonna do is create a world-wide disaster. See you later, and thanks for everything."
"Thanks." he stated getting out. Joanie remained in the drivers seat, waiting.
"Good luck, Shane." She muttered pulling out her phone and calling for a cab.
Shane looked anxiously at the door. Timidly he opened it and ventured inside. He didn't know what to expect, his father, the syndicate, his wife, but who he found was the most unlikely and yet the most likely person to be there.
"Where is she?" he asked the man, the silence that followed was deafening to Shane. "Dammit, tell me." he approached him, angry yet saddened.
"Away from here. Considering her options. Divorce, a termination." Shane's anger dissipated and his face paled.
"What?" he asked stunned
"My dear little brother, your wife hates you. She wants a divorce and possibly a termination." Shane stared at Alex.
"No, she wouldn't. You lying bastard." Shane grabbed Krycek's throat and held him tight.
"Ha, she couldn't face bringing another lying, conniving McMahon onto this planet." The shock of the news caused Shane to release the other man.
"Oh, God. Where is she?" he asked quietly.
"I have no idea."
"Bullshit." Shane's anger took hold of him and he grabbed his sibling forcefully slamming him into the wall.
"Like I'd tell you. I warned you what you were getting into, but you didn't listen. Wouldn't it have been simpler if you had?"
"Tell me." Shane pressed harder.
"You'll have to kill me."
"Don't tempt me."
"And what'll that achieve?" Shane released him; he knew that if he did indeed kill Krycek, he'd push Marissa further away.
"Please," Shane was calm, he watched Alex back away. "Please, I need to talk to her." Alex backed into a vase, which tumbled to the floor a smashed.
"Maine." he gasped.
"MAINE? You didn't let her drive" Shane replied walking away
"I couldn't stop ...." Alex was cut off by the sound of the front door slamming and tires screeching.
"Shane?" Joanie asked as he dropped her off outside her apartment.
"She's in Maine, Joan, I need to get to her, explain." he leant his head back.
"Not tonite Shane O."
"Joanie, I have to."
"You're exhausted. I won't let you drive there tonite." he sighed, he knew she was right. If he drove he'd fall asleep at the wheel. "Besides wouldn't it be better to let her cool off?"
"Yes." he bit down on his lip. "I love her Joanie."
"You'll have to tell her that. Do you want to stay here for the night?"
"She wants an abortion." he stated emotionless looking into Joanie's eyes.
"I'm so sorry Shane"
"Why? If she has no problem killing our child why should I."
"It's a life Shane. Look there's a quiet bar near here if you want a drink."
"No, I'm going to go see Dana. It's my fault, shit Joanie next thing I'm gonna do is create a world-wide disaster. See you later, and thanks for everything."