Dakota groaned, and Topalskii sighed. "The police are sure to get him Mrs. Copeland, you can
count on that. Now I suggest you get some rest, and I'll be back to check on you later." Dakota
gave a slow nod, as her gaze drifted to Adam, who gave a light smile and kissed her.
Dakota only groaned again, not having enough energy to lift her hand and hit him. Adam smirked
and turned the TV on. "Wow, no abuse.. it sure is great." Dakota smirked. "Oh I have my minion..
AJ." Dakota retorted as gaze flicked to the TV. "No, No Stop!" Adam, went back a few channels to
a news station, giving a puzzled look to Dakota. "Turn it up." Was all the fem replied. Adam
nodded obeying her demand, then sat next to her once again.
A frail looking woman, fixed her pile of papers as blue gaze stared once again into the TV camera.
"We now bring you back to our top story. Shane McMahon, a well known man to the WWE fans and
wrestlers, was tracked down for some vile murders just over a year ago. His deceased wife, was
his partner yet now on his own, he is underway in the midst of a high speed police chase."
Dakota's jaw dropped as she listened to the anchor-woman. "Oh my god." Was all the female stated.
Adam blinked as the news went to live coverage of the police chase. A blue prelude was racing a
few feet ahead of the police cruisers, as commentary was given by a news anchor in the chopper,
which was recording from the air the live footage.
Shane cursed as he hit the steering while. "How could I be so careless? Shit!" Though not paying
attention to where he was driving in his little fit of anger, Shane missed a sharp turn, his car
plummeting over the edge of a cliff. The police cruisers all skidded to a halt as a few officers
excited their vehicles.
Adam and Dakota both watched, mouth's agape as Shane's car tumbled over sharp boulders, finally
wedging smashed self on a narrow ledge. In a few more seconds a sudden explosion erupted, smoke
encircling the sky around the accident scene. Shane lay in the car, emotionless.. unmoving. Blood
flowed freely from several wounds, though his neck bent at a such an immortal angle, it sure to
be broken, ragged breaths were taken by Shane'O'Mac, before finally entire body shut-down, Shane
dead.
-9 . m o n t h s . l a t e r-
Dakota lay comfortably on the couch, AJ sitting in an arm-chair near her, though stomach rounded
quite severly. "So when are you gonna be back to wrestling, Kota?" Dakota shrugged, and flicked
the TV off, finding nothing interesting on. "Dunno, and about how long again?"
"Like, a few weeks or something. I dunno, why can't men go through child birth." Dakota smirked
and shrugged. "Oh yeah, they should get cramps every month too." AJ grinned and gave a nod. "Yes!
Most definately."
Adam shook his head as he walked into the living room, a bag thrust at Dakota. "Thanks love."
Dakota replied, pulling a carton of chocolate milk from the bag and boxes of assorted cookies.
Jeff sat on the arm of the chair, gently running a hand back and forth over her stomach with a
smile.
Adam shook his head again, as he looked to Jeff and AJ. "God, another Jeff Hardy running around,
thats all we need." AJ rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, and when Dakota gets pregnant we'll have an..
interesting child."
Dakota glared at AJ. "Goddamnit, I aint having kids. Adam, poke the woman for me!"
Adam frowned as he looked at Dakota. "What do you mean?" Dakota sighed. "Are you brain dead? I
AM NOT HAVING KIDS!" Adam sighed. "Why?" Dakota growled and ripped open a box of cookies.
"Because I said so!"
Whimpers were heard, as Jeff, Adam and Dakota all looked to AJ, who was attempting to reach a box
of cookies out of reach, 'causing them all to laugh.
-2 . m o n t h s . l a t e r-
The four this time, were seated in the home of AJ and Jeff. AJ rocking slowly back and forth in a
rocking chair, eagle eyes set 'pon Adam as he held a small child, Jacob Bryant Hardy. Her
attire much different than it usual, for the last while it had signafigantly changed
as well as Dakota.
Dakota was decked out in simple flared jeans and a somewhat tight fitting
shirt with a crimson dragon on the front, though usual spiked collar worn. AJ on the other hand
was decked out in baggy sweats and her usual somewhat tight fitting, baby T. Jeff was
smirking at the look given by his wife. "Jay-Jay calm down, he's only had him for like five
minutes." AJ pouted and Dakota shook her head.
Adam grinned, and passed the child back to the awaiting mother. "Oh my poor Jakey." AJ cooed.
Dakota stared at AJ, mouth agape. "Who the hell are you, and what have you done with AJ." Jeff
chuckled, and Adam forced back a smirk.
AJ glared, and handed the small boy to Jeff. "Hey Jacob, yeah I know, your mom is scary.. I
agree, she doesn't let you do anything!" AJ growled, and sauntered over to Dakota, as Jeff took
AJ's spot in the rocking chair. "Damn you and still not being recovered!" Dakota smirked, and
gave an angelic smile. "I guess the next best thing will do." AJ smacked Adam across the back of
the head, then poked him a few times for good measure. "What teaching Jacob how to abuse his god
parents already?"
AJ shook her head with a smile, as Dakota grinned and leaned her head against Adam's shoulder.
"I'm glad." She remarked quite suddenly. Wrapping an arm around her, Adam frowned and looked at
her. "About what?"
AJ lifted her gaze from Jeff and Jacob on the floor, one hand gently stroking her husband's multi
colored hair. "Yeah about what?" Dakota grinned. "Your all so stupid. I'm glad that everything to
do with Jessi, Shane and Jenni is over, we can all go on living our lives, without having to worry
anymore."
count on that. Now I suggest you get some rest, and I'll be back to check on you later." Dakota
gave a slow nod, as her gaze drifted to Adam, who gave a light smile and kissed her.
Dakota only groaned again, not having enough energy to lift her hand and hit him. Adam smirked
and turned the TV on. "Wow, no abuse.. it sure is great." Dakota smirked. "Oh I have my minion..
AJ." Dakota retorted as gaze flicked to the TV. "No, No Stop!" Adam, went back a few channels to
a news station, giving a puzzled look to Dakota. "Turn it up." Was all the fem replied. Adam
nodded obeying her demand, then sat next to her once again.
A frail looking woman, fixed her pile of papers as blue gaze stared once again into the TV camera.
"We now bring you back to our top story. Shane McMahon, a well known man to the WWE fans and
wrestlers, was tracked down for some vile murders just over a year ago. His deceased wife, was
his partner yet now on his own, he is underway in the midst of a high speed police chase."
Dakota's jaw dropped as she listened to the anchor-woman. "Oh my god." Was all the female stated.
Adam blinked as the news went to live coverage of the police chase. A blue prelude was racing a
few feet ahead of the police cruisers, as commentary was given by a news anchor in the chopper,
which was recording from the air the live footage.
Shane cursed as he hit the steering while. "How could I be so careless? Shit!" Though not paying
attention to where he was driving in his little fit of anger, Shane missed a sharp turn, his car
plummeting over the edge of a cliff. The police cruisers all skidded to a halt as a few officers
excited their vehicles.
Adam and Dakota both watched, mouth's agape as Shane's car tumbled over sharp boulders, finally
wedging smashed self on a narrow ledge. In a few more seconds a sudden explosion erupted, smoke
encircling the sky around the accident scene. Shane lay in the car, emotionless.. unmoving. Blood
flowed freely from several wounds, though his neck bent at a such an immortal angle, it sure to
be broken, ragged breaths were taken by Shane'O'Mac, before finally entire body shut-down, Shane
dead.
-9 . m o n t h s . l a t e r-
Dakota lay comfortably on the couch, AJ sitting in an arm-chair near her, though stomach rounded
quite severly. "So when are you gonna be back to wrestling, Kota?" Dakota shrugged, and flicked
the TV off, finding nothing interesting on. "Dunno, and about how long again?"
"Like, a few weeks or something. I dunno, why can't men go through child birth." Dakota smirked
and shrugged. "Oh yeah, they should get cramps every month too." AJ grinned and gave a nod. "Yes!
Most definately."
Adam shook his head as he walked into the living room, a bag thrust at Dakota. "Thanks love."
Dakota replied, pulling a carton of chocolate milk from the bag and boxes of assorted cookies.
Jeff sat on the arm of the chair, gently running a hand back and forth over her stomach with a
smile.
Adam shook his head again, as he looked to Jeff and AJ. "God, another Jeff Hardy running around,
thats all we need." AJ rolled her eyes. "Oh yeah, and when Dakota gets pregnant we'll have an..
interesting child."
Dakota glared at AJ. "Goddamnit, I aint having kids. Adam, poke the woman for me!"
Adam frowned as he looked at Dakota. "What do you mean?" Dakota sighed. "Are you brain dead? I
AM NOT HAVING KIDS!" Adam sighed. "Why?" Dakota growled and ripped open a box of cookies.
"Because I said so!"
Whimpers were heard, as Jeff, Adam and Dakota all looked to AJ, who was attempting to reach a box
of cookies out of reach, 'causing them all to laugh.
-2 . m o n t h s . l a t e r-
The four this time, were seated in the home of AJ and Jeff. AJ rocking slowly back and forth in a
rocking chair, eagle eyes set 'pon Adam as he held a small child, Jacob Bryant Hardy. Her
attire much different than it usual, for the last while it had signafigantly changed
as well as Dakota.
Dakota was decked out in simple flared jeans and a somewhat tight fitting
shirt with a crimson dragon on the front, though usual spiked collar worn. AJ on the other hand
was decked out in baggy sweats and her usual somewhat tight fitting, baby T. Jeff was
smirking at the look given by his wife. "Jay-Jay calm down, he's only had him for like five
minutes." AJ pouted and Dakota shook her head.
Adam grinned, and passed the child back to the awaiting mother. "Oh my poor Jakey." AJ cooed.
Dakota stared at AJ, mouth agape. "Who the hell are you, and what have you done with AJ." Jeff
chuckled, and Adam forced back a smirk.
AJ glared, and handed the small boy to Jeff. "Hey Jacob, yeah I know, your mom is scary.. I
agree, she doesn't let you do anything!" AJ growled, and sauntered over to Dakota, as Jeff took
AJ's spot in the rocking chair. "Damn you and still not being recovered!" Dakota smirked, and
gave an angelic smile. "I guess the next best thing will do." AJ smacked Adam across the back of
the head, then poked him a few times for good measure. "What teaching Jacob how to abuse his god
parents already?"
AJ shook her head with a smile, as Dakota grinned and leaned her head against Adam's shoulder.
"I'm glad." She remarked quite suddenly. Wrapping an arm around her, Adam frowned and looked at
her. "About what?"
AJ lifted her gaze from Jeff and Jacob on the floor, one hand gently stroking her husband's multi
colored hair. "Yeah about what?" Dakota grinned. "Your all so stupid. I'm glad that everything to
do with Jessi, Shane and Jenni is over, we can all go on living our lives, without having to worry
anymore."