Shelby stood in the terminal waiting for her flight to be called. It had taken a lot of convincing for Trish and Brock. They didn't want her to go. But in the end they had come around. She felt a pair of arms encircle her waist. She smiled and turned around. "Here's the keys to the house and the address and directions." Taker said. She slipped them into her carry on bag. "Mark thank you for everything." She said. "I told ya before you don't have to thank me." He said. They called her flight and Taker walked her to the gate. "Take care darlin. Ill call you later and I'll be to see ya in a couple of months." He said. Shelby threw her arms around him. Taker heard her sniffing and pushed her back to look at her. She had tears in her eye. "Oh darlin. It will get better with time I promise." He said. "I'm not crying over him." She said. "Then why ya crying baby?" he asked gently. "Cause I'm going to miss you." She said Taker picked her up and hugged her. "Well little girl I'm going to miss ya too." He said. He set her down. "Now git going before you miss you flight." He said. "See ya." She said and was gone. Taker stood and watched the plane take off. He knew she needed time to heal. But she would and when she did he was going to be there waiting. He vowed that little girl was going to be his.
Shelby drove up to the large house set back from the road by a long driveway. It was surrounded by woods. It was a large split level brick house. Shelby got out of the car and went up to the front door. She opened the door which led to a large foyer. There was a staircase to the left and a hallway to the right. She took the short hallway which led into a large living room or den. The whole room was done in oak wood paneling. It had a large fireplace and a large bay window that had a view of the woods and a lake. It was beautiful. She checked out the kitchen which was large and spacious and then she went upstairs to check out the bedrooms. Taker had told her to take any bedroom she wanted. The first door she opened had to be his. It had a huge bed and a balcony. The room was done in Hunter brown. Yea this was his room. She could smell his scent in here. Leather , whiskey and a summers day, That's what he smelled like. Shelby laughed at her own thoughts. Getting poetic huh girl she thought. She went across the hall to the next bed room and opened the door. It was done in light blue and also had a balcony. It was small and pretty. She decided to go with this one. She unpacked her luggage and decided to go to the store to get some groceries.
Shelby had been here a week. She loved the house it was quite and peaceful. But she had too much time to think and cry. Those feelings would hit here at the weirdest times and she would just go to pieces. Taker and Brock and Trish called regularly. They were like a bunch of mother hens. Shelby missed them terribly. She decided she needed something to do. She looked in the paper and saw a job for a computer science teacher at the local technical college. She had a interview tomorrow. She couldn't wait she needed something to occupy her time.
Shelby was getting ready for bed that night. She had started sleeping in Taker's room and couldn't for the life of her figure out why. That first night she had come here she couldn't sleep she had got up and went in his room. She had snuggled under his covers with his scent still lingering on them and had slept like a baby. She felt safe in his room. Shelby got under the covers and turned the TV on. It was time for wrestling. Just then the phone rang. "Hello." She said. "Hey Darlin." Taker said. "Hey Mark." Shelby said. "How ya doing?" he asked. "Fine. Guess what I got a interview tomorrow for a teaching job at the tech school." She said. "That's great Shelby. You need something to keep you busy." He said. "Listen you watching wrestling tonight?" he asked. "Yea." She said. "Good I want you to watch my match tonight." He said. "Okay." Shelby said. "Are you sleeping okay?" he asked. "Yea like a baby." She said. "Good, which room did ya pick? I bet the blue one huh?" he said. "Well I got kinda a confession to make." She said. "What's that baby?" he asked. "I have been sleeping in your room. I mean I couldn't sleep the first night here so I came in your room and the covers smelled like you and I just felt safe in here. You're not mad are you?" she asked. Taker laughed. "No I'm not mad." He said. "I know I sound like a total idiot." She said. "No you don't. You can sleep in my bed anytime baby." Taker said. Shelby blinked. The way he said that sounded like he was flirting with her. No way girl you're imaging things she told herself. "I got to go darlin. I'll talk to you soon." He said. "Okay bye." she said. She turned her attention back to wrestling. He eyes widened. Taker and Jeff had a match. She turned the volume up and watched. Jeff came out first. Shelby couldn't even stand to look at him too many memories. Then Taker came out. He got in the ring and grabbed a mic. "Boy this is personal between you and me. I'm about to take you to the woodshed and teach you a lesson." Taker said. He then grabbed Jeff and hit him in the head with the mic hard and several times. I watched in fascination as Taker took Jeff apart piece by piece. He power bombed him then dragged him up just to choke slam him. He picked him back up and punched him in the head until Jeff's head was busted open. Jeff didn't stand a chance. Taker could have had the pin several times but he kept up the beating. Finally Taker lifted him up and took him on the last ride. He fell over him and got the pin. Taker grabbed a mic again and bent down over Jeff. "I hope you learned this lesson well boy." He said. He dropped the mic and jumped out of the ring. Shelby was ashamed of the fact that she had laughed through the last part of the match. It felt good to see Jeff getting some of the pain she was feeling even if his was physical pain. She wished Taker was here and she would hug his neck. She turned off the TV and pulled Takers pillow next to her. She snuggled down and drifted to sleep.