Author's Note: Yes, I got ambitious and wrote an epilogue for "Wildcat."
Don't criticize my spelling, and I hope you like this. I made some
predictions for the future, but it's all still short but sweet. Eleven
Roses.
~~~~~ Many Months Later... ~~~~~
"Dad..."
Vince McMahon sighed and turned away, looking out his office window. "Don't even start that," he said with a laugh. "Two children is enough!" He swivelled around and met the smile his son had fallen in love with. The smile that belonged to Danielle Smith, his new daughter-in-law, and one of his chief WWE Superstars. She'd survived the company for years, and now she was determined to master it on every level.
"I'll keep that in mind next time Shane mentions grandchildren," she replied, leaning back in her seat. "Besides, you know I'd be a good champion. A great champion. A leader of the people, for the people, standing up for-"
"For the redheads of Canada?"
They both turned at the familiar voice, and Danielle grinned. "Ahh, just the leverage I need. You tell him Shane, you're good with this business stuff." He laughed and threw some folders onto Vince's desk.
Pausing to lean down and kiss her cheek, Shane shook his head. "You're giving him the "champion" speech again?"
She narrowed her eyes and huffed in response, why didn't anyone like her idea? She'd be the best champion, the WWE really needed a good kick. The older generation of Superstars needed to show these young kids who really knew the business... wait a minute, she thought. The older generation? Her mouth fell open, and she turned back to Vince. "It's because I'm old, isn't it?"
Both men started laughing, and she stood up. "I'll be honest, Vinny. I may be getting a LITTLE older, but I can still kick some major ass. Did you even see me out there last Thursday?"
"When Brock Lesnar practically ran you over?" Shane asked, smirking.
Rolling her eyes, Danielle folded her arms. "No, before that. In the actual MATCH. You know, that thing I did, off the ropes...?" He looked at her, dark eyes completely clueless, and she raised her hands in disbelief. "I can't believe this. You planned this, didn't you?"
Vince pulled off his reading glasses and lay them on his desk, standing up to shake Danielle's hand. "Not entirely. I'll get back to you about the championship, but I wouldn't wait for anything soon. RVD's having a very good run..."
Shaking her head one last time, Danielle shook his hand and followed Shane out into the hallway. The WWE head office hadn't changed much, still white and equipped with see-through doors like so many years ago. Glancing up at Shane, he hadn't changed too much, well, except for quitting wrestling and sticking to the business work, Danielle shrugged. "I don't know why Vince is scared to make me champion."
Looking down at her, Shane smiled. "Don't worry about it. Maybe he'll change his mind-"
"Are you going to pull some strings?" she said, visibly brightening. He raised his eyebrows and frowned, and Danielle gave him a quick kiss. "Just checking."
They walked in silence for a moment, his arm comfortably around her waist, when Danielle suddenly continued talking. "It seems like he can't believe I'm actually... well, a McMahon. Does he ever say anything about it?"
He thought for a second, and then smiled. "He's proud of you. It's taking a bit of time to get used to it, I mean, you've been the biggest flirt with all his employees... and then you marry me." And she was still having trouble believing it, how she ended up with the man she loved after all that happened. Luck, plain and simple.
She nodded. "I'm still the biggest flirt, and I will never willingly give up that title."
"Unless you count Trish... and Nora... oh, and we can't forget Jackie..." Shane teased, watched her eyes lock on him. The electricity still flowed in their depths, and he couldn't get enough. "You have to give them some credit. Look at Nora, she's got everyone falling at her feet."
Shrugging, Danielle pushed him away with one smooth move. "What ever happened to all us good flirts?"
"Sean got engaged, remember?" She nodded again, and Shane walked in front of her. She stopped and looked at him, and he grinned. "Thank God."
She laughed and gave him a once-over, and then walked up to smile dreamily at him. "Lucky girl. I mean, he's so sweet... and funny..."
"Dani..." he said softly, lowering his eyes.
Ignoring him, she continued in a soft, awe-struck voice. "... and cute... and talented..."
"Danielle..."
"... and that body, oh!"
Shane grabbed her around the waist, and pulled her off the ground. "That's it," he said stubbornly. "I'm taking you back to the hotel, and I'm going to remind you of WHY you married me." He carried her away, and she tugged his hair, her laughter floating down the hallway.
~~~~~
~~~~~ Many Months Later... ~~~~~
"Dad..."
Vince McMahon sighed and turned away, looking out his office window. "Don't even start that," he said with a laugh. "Two children is enough!" He swivelled around and met the smile his son had fallen in love with. The smile that belonged to Danielle Smith, his new daughter-in-law, and one of his chief WWE Superstars. She'd survived the company for years, and now she was determined to master it on every level.
"I'll keep that in mind next time Shane mentions grandchildren," she replied, leaning back in her seat. "Besides, you know I'd be a good champion. A great champion. A leader of the people, for the people, standing up for-"
"For the redheads of Canada?"
They both turned at the familiar voice, and Danielle grinned. "Ahh, just the leverage I need. You tell him Shane, you're good with this business stuff." He laughed and threw some folders onto Vince's desk.
Pausing to lean down and kiss her cheek, Shane shook his head. "You're giving him the "champion" speech again?"
She narrowed her eyes and huffed in response, why didn't anyone like her idea? She'd be the best champion, the WWE really needed a good kick. The older generation of Superstars needed to show these young kids who really knew the business... wait a minute, she thought. The older generation? Her mouth fell open, and she turned back to Vince. "It's because I'm old, isn't it?"
Both men started laughing, and she stood up. "I'll be honest, Vinny. I may be getting a LITTLE older, but I can still kick some major ass. Did you even see me out there last Thursday?"
"When Brock Lesnar practically ran you over?" Shane asked, smirking.
Rolling her eyes, Danielle folded her arms. "No, before that. In the actual MATCH. You know, that thing I did, off the ropes...?" He looked at her, dark eyes completely clueless, and she raised her hands in disbelief. "I can't believe this. You planned this, didn't you?"
Vince pulled off his reading glasses and lay them on his desk, standing up to shake Danielle's hand. "Not entirely. I'll get back to you about the championship, but I wouldn't wait for anything soon. RVD's having a very good run..."
Shaking her head one last time, Danielle shook his hand and followed Shane out into the hallway. The WWE head office hadn't changed much, still white and equipped with see-through doors like so many years ago. Glancing up at Shane, he hadn't changed too much, well, except for quitting wrestling and sticking to the business work, Danielle shrugged. "I don't know why Vince is scared to make me champion."
Looking down at her, Shane smiled. "Don't worry about it. Maybe he'll change his mind-"
"Are you going to pull some strings?" she said, visibly brightening. He raised his eyebrows and frowned, and Danielle gave him a quick kiss. "Just checking."
They walked in silence for a moment, his arm comfortably around her waist, when Danielle suddenly continued talking. "It seems like he can't believe I'm actually... well, a McMahon. Does he ever say anything about it?"
He thought for a second, and then smiled. "He's proud of you. It's taking a bit of time to get used to it, I mean, you've been the biggest flirt with all his employees... and then you marry me." And she was still having trouble believing it, how she ended up with the man she loved after all that happened. Luck, plain and simple.
She nodded. "I'm still the biggest flirt, and I will never willingly give up that title."
"Unless you count Trish... and Nora... oh, and we can't forget Jackie..." Shane teased, watched her eyes lock on him. The electricity still flowed in their depths, and he couldn't get enough. "You have to give them some credit. Look at Nora, she's got everyone falling at her feet."
Shrugging, Danielle pushed him away with one smooth move. "What ever happened to all us good flirts?"
"Sean got engaged, remember?" She nodded again, and Shane walked in front of her. She stopped and looked at him, and he grinned. "Thank God."
She laughed and gave him a once-over, and then walked up to smile dreamily at him. "Lucky girl. I mean, he's so sweet... and funny..."
"Dani..." he said softly, lowering his eyes.
Ignoring him, she continued in a soft, awe-struck voice. "... and cute... and talented..."
"Danielle..."
"... and that body, oh!"
Shane grabbed her around the waist, and pulled her off the ground. "That's it," he said stubbornly. "I'm taking you back to the hotel, and I'm going to remind you of WHY you married me." He carried her away, and she tugged his hair, her laughter floating down the hallway.
~~~~~
