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Chapter 4: Heart and Soul
*This is it, the bright lights, the crowd-I love this, the adrenaline rush.*
Jeff turned and smiled at her, "It's good to be back, isn't it?"
"How can you tell?" Amy asked in surprise.
"It's written all over your face."
Troubled, a dark frown marred her pretty features, "But why isn't it written all over yours?"
Stonily, Jeff turned away, his jaw clenched. "That's our cue, let's go." Together they raced down the ramp, expecting to hear Nora or Chris Nowinski's music, but the lights came up only to hear the sound of Paul Heyman's voice resonate throughout the auditorium!
"What's Heyman doing here?!" the loud whispers rippled through the astonished crowd, as Amy and Jeff stared at the portly, scheming man in the middle of the ring.
"My sentiment's exactly," Amy muttered.
"Everyone, I know you are all wondering what on earth I am doing here, but I have a very good explanation, I.."
"Hold on, hold on there Heyman!" Bischoff roared, storming towards him, "I want you off the premises, immediately!"
"I'm afraid that's not possible, not yet anyway," he murmured with glee. "I have someone that I believe you will be very interested in meeting. Audience, give a big welcome to Stephanie's right-hand man, I mean woman, my daughter, Maya Heyman!"
If you would like to borrow this story, please ask first, thanks. :)
Chapter 4: Heart and Soul
*This is it, the bright lights, the crowd-I love this, the adrenaline rush.*
Jeff turned and smiled at her, "It's good to be back, isn't it?"
"How can you tell?" Amy asked in surprise.
"It's written all over your face."
Troubled, a dark frown marred her pretty features, "But why isn't it written all over yours?"
Stonily, Jeff turned away, his jaw clenched. "That's our cue, let's go." Together they raced down the ramp, expecting to hear Nora or Chris Nowinski's music, but the lights came up only to hear the sound of Paul Heyman's voice resonate throughout the auditorium!
"What's Heyman doing here?!" the loud whispers rippled through the astonished crowd, as Amy and Jeff stared at the portly, scheming man in the middle of the ring.
"My sentiment's exactly," Amy muttered.
"Everyone, I know you are all wondering what on earth I am doing here, but I have a very good explanation, I.."
"Hold on, hold on there Heyman!" Bischoff roared, storming towards him, "I want you off the premises, immediately!"
"I'm afraid that's not possible, not yet anyway," he murmured with glee. "I have someone that I believe you will be very interested in meeting. Audience, give a big welcome to Stephanie's right-hand man, I mean woman, my daughter, Maya Heyman!"