Title: Will You Remember Me?
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Paul Levesque, Mark Callaway, Glenn Jacobs
Other characters: Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Shawn Michaels, Duane Johnson, and others.
Description: Lacy is involved in a plane crash. Will she ever remember those who loved her the most?
Lacy and Timmy awoke from a restless sleep and looked around. They had passed through the trees and stopped to rest at the edge of the small forest. "Lacy look." Timmy cried, startling her back to reality. Lacy looked up and saw it too. They had reached the highway. There were cars passing them every few seconds. "Come on." Timmy said, pulling her to her feet. Lacy got up and hobbled to the road, hoping to stop one of the cars. Timmy started waving, but no one would stop. "Are we hallucinating?" Lacy asked. "No, look." Timmy cried, pointing across the highway. Lacy saw the grass across the highway and beyond that she saw more roads. "Let's go, Timmy. These cars won't stop." Lacy said. They managed to cross the highway without getting hit. After they entered the field, Lacy and Timmy sat down to nibble on the grass again. Then they got up and started walking again. By dark, they had reached the other side of the large field, so they laid down to sleep again.
In the morning, Timmy tried to wake Lacy up, but she wouldn't get up. "Lacy, wake up." Timmy said, shaking her roughly, but she didn't move. He started crying at first. Then he got to his feet and started walking. He knew he had to find someone to help or Lacy would die. He continued to walk until he finally spotted a few houses. His eyes lit up at the sight of them. He walked towards one and started banging on the door. When the door open, a woman saw him and gasped. "Do you have a phone? I was in a plane crash and I need a phone. My friend is dying." Timmy cried. "Yes, of course." The woman said, remembering the plane crash she'd heard about on the news.
The woman picked up the phone and called the police, since Timmy couldn't say specifically where Lacy was. When the police arrived, Timmy walked out the door and started to walk back in the direction he'd come from. Finally, they reached Lacy, who was still lying motionless on the ground. The officer radioed for an ambulance and gave his location. Twenty minutes later, an ambulance arrived. Lacy was put in first. Then the officer helped Timmy get in.
When they arrived at the hospital, both of them were put in a room together. They both were given feeding tubes and IVs because they needed fluid. Lacy was still unconscious when the doctors set her leg and her arm in casts. Timmy couldn't remember his phone number or his address. When they asked his last name, he couldn't remember that either. The doctors figured it was due to fatigue and dehydration, among other things. The only thing Timmy could remember was that his first name was Timmy and that his friend's name was Lacy. Doctors hoped that Lacy would know more, if she ever woke up.
A week passed and Timmy remained in the hospital with Lacy, who still hadn't come around. The airports had given up the search and Lacy and Timmy were pronounced dead by Canadian and American governments. Paul was devastated. When he called his mother and told her, she was crushed. "My baby's gone." Joan sobbed. "Mom, I'll fly home and see you this weekend." Paul said. Joan couldn't answer. She was crying too hard, so Paul ended the call, knowing she couldn't talk. Vince planned a memorial service for Lacy and Timmy, but Paul told him he didn't want one, because he believed that his sister was alive somewhere. Vince canceled the plans for the memorial service at Paul's request. The other wrestlers were shocked and speechless that Lacy and Timmy hadn't been found. Timmy's parents were just as upset. Paul spent a lot of time with them talking about his sister. It helped him to have someone to talk about it with and Timmy's parents seemed relieved to have Paul around as well.
Another month passed and doctors were ready to give up on Lacy, but Timmy refused to give up hope. Lacy was all that he had now and he wanted her to live. Everyday, he would get out of bed and talk to her. One morning, while he was talking to her, he saw her move. He ran into the hall and screamed for the doctors to come. Lacy opened her eyes and sat straight up in bed. When she screamed Timmy's name, he ran to her. "Lacy, I'm here. Here I am." Timmy cried. Lacy put her arms around Timmy and hugged him. "I thought I lost you." He sobbed. "No, Timmy. I'm here." Lacy said.
Doctors spent the next thirty minutes questioning her, but Lacy couldn't remember anything either. At the end of the week, they had no choice but to release Lacy and Timmy with the possessions they'd had when they were admitted to the hospital. Lacy saw the seven duffel bags and started to go through them. She found a cell phone, but it didn't work. She put that in her pocket. She also found a purse. After looking through it, she saw several credit cards with the name Paul LeVesque on it. Lacy put the purse over her shoulder and continued going through the bags. After she'd finished, she threw four of the duffel bags away and carried the other three.
"Do you have money?" Timmy asked. "Yes, but I don't know where to go." Lacy replied. "Take me with you." Timmy said. "Of course I am. All we have is one another now, Tim." Lacy replied. She and Timmy caught a cab to the Canadian Airport. "Okay, Tim, where do you want to go? You pick a city and we'll go." Lacy said. Timmy looked up at the board and studied it. "Let's go to New York." Timmy said. "New York it is, Tim." Lacy replied. She bought two tickets to New York and boarded the plane with Timmy.
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Paul Levesque, Mark Callaway, Glenn Jacobs
Other characters: Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Shawn Michaels, Duane Johnson, and others.
Description: Lacy is involved in a plane crash. Will she ever remember those who loved her the most?
Lacy and Timmy awoke from a restless sleep and looked around. They had passed through the trees and stopped to rest at the edge of the small forest. "Lacy look." Timmy cried, startling her back to reality. Lacy looked up and saw it too. They had reached the highway. There were cars passing them every few seconds. "Come on." Timmy said, pulling her to her feet. Lacy got up and hobbled to the road, hoping to stop one of the cars. Timmy started waving, but no one would stop. "Are we hallucinating?" Lacy asked. "No, look." Timmy cried, pointing across the highway. Lacy saw the grass across the highway and beyond that she saw more roads. "Let's go, Timmy. These cars won't stop." Lacy said. They managed to cross the highway without getting hit. After they entered the field, Lacy and Timmy sat down to nibble on the grass again. Then they got up and started walking again. By dark, they had reached the other side of the large field, so they laid down to sleep again.
In the morning, Timmy tried to wake Lacy up, but she wouldn't get up. "Lacy, wake up." Timmy said, shaking her roughly, but she didn't move. He started crying at first. Then he got to his feet and started walking. He knew he had to find someone to help or Lacy would die. He continued to walk until he finally spotted a few houses. His eyes lit up at the sight of them. He walked towards one and started banging on the door. When the door open, a woman saw him and gasped. "Do you have a phone? I was in a plane crash and I need a phone. My friend is dying." Timmy cried. "Yes, of course." The woman said, remembering the plane crash she'd heard about on the news.
The woman picked up the phone and called the police, since Timmy couldn't say specifically where Lacy was. When the police arrived, Timmy walked out the door and started to walk back in the direction he'd come from. Finally, they reached Lacy, who was still lying motionless on the ground. The officer radioed for an ambulance and gave his location. Twenty minutes later, an ambulance arrived. Lacy was put in first. Then the officer helped Timmy get in.
When they arrived at the hospital, both of them were put in a room together. They both were given feeding tubes and IVs because they needed fluid. Lacy was still unconscious when the doctors set her leg and her arm in casts. Timmy couldn't remember his phone number or his address. When they asked his last name, he couldn't remember that either. The doctors figured it was due to fatigue and dehydration, among other things. The only thing Timmy could remember was that his first name was Timmy and that his friend's name was Lacy. Doctors hoped that Lacy would know more, if she ever woke up.
A week passed and Timmy remained in the hospital with Lacy, who still hadn't come around. The airports had given up the search and Lacy and Timmy were pronounced dead by Canadian and American governments. Paul was devastated. When he called his mother and told her, she was crushed. "My baby's gone." Joan sobbed. "Mom, I'll fly home and see you this weekend." Paul said. Joan couldn't answer. She was crying too hard, so Paul ended the call, knowing she couldn't talk. Vince planned a memorial service for Lacy and Timmy, but Paul told him he didn't want one, because he believed that his sister was alive somewhere. Vince canceled the plans for the memorial service at Paul's request. The other wrestlers were shocked and speechless that Lacy and Timmy hadn't been found. Timmy's parents were just as upset. Paul spent a lot of time with them talking about his sister. It helped him to have someone to talk about it with and Timmy's parents seemed relieved to have Paul around as well.
Another month passed and doctors were ready to give up on Lacy, but Timmy refused to give up hope. Lacy was all that he had now and he wanted her to live. Everyday, he would get out of bed and talk to her. One morning, while he was talking to her, he saw her move. He ran into the hall and screamed for the doctors to come. Lacy opened her eyes and sat straight up in bed. When she screamed Timmy's name, he ran to her. "Lacy, I'm here. Here I am." Timmy cried. Lacy put her arms around Timmy and hugged him. "I thought I lost you." He sobbed. "No, Timmy. I'm here." Lacy said.
Doctors spent the next thirty minutes questioning her, but Lacy couldn't remember anything either. At the end of the week, they had no choice but to release Lacy and Timmy with the possessions they'd had when they were admitted to the hospital. Lacy saw the seven duffel bags and started to go through them. She found a cell phone, but it didn't work. She put that in her pocket. She also found a purse. After looking through it, she saw several credit cards with the name Paul LeVesque on it. Lacy put the purse over her shoulder and continued going through the bags. After she'd finished, she threw four of the duffel bags away and carried the other three.
"Do you have money?" Timmy asked. "Yes, but I don't know where to go." Lacy replied. "Take me with you." Timmy said. "Of course I am. All we have is one another now, Tim." Lacy replied. She and Timmy caught a cab to the Canadian Airport. "Okay, Tim, where do you want to go? You pick a city and we'll go." Lacy said. Timmy looked up at the board and studied it. "Let's go to New York." Timmy said. "New York it is, Tim." Lacy replied. She bought two tickets to New York and boarded the plane with Timmy.