After her kind words in an e-mail to her fan (who's name was also Natalie, unintentionally),
Natalie became very popular online. The anti-sites were closed down, and Natalie gained
her and Adam an 'official' site. The guys backstage envied her, and Shannon, who by now was
close friends with Natalie, was looking at the webby one day with her.p
'I can't believe this. You're very lucky, Nat. There are guys here who work their asses off
24/7, and just get crap online. Like Chris Jericho. You been here 5 minutes, and you got
over 10000 hits on your webby.'. Natalie giggled. 'You've got a site too! Look! Some girl
even requested a pic of your feet!'. Shannon's face crumpled, and he shuddered 'Well she
ain't havin it. That's rank.'. But Nat and Shannon weren't the only two that did OK online.
The Hardyz were very popular, and so was Trish. And, of course, Adam and Jay. Lilian, who
surfed regularly backstage, didn't try and make friends with them anymore, mad that anyone
could be considered better than her. Not that Natalie cared. Everything right now was going just
perfect.p
Shannon's cell phone rang, and he stepped from the PC as Natalie looked through his e-mail inbox.
Natalie laughed, 'Check this one out, Shan! Look at this!'. He didn't move, and she turned around
to face him. His expression was worried, and his tone was dry. 'Yeah...OK...we'll be right there...bye.'.
'Who was that?' she asked, concerned. He took her hands and sat down on the bed opposite. 'That was Jay.
It's Adam. He's been in an accident.'p
Natalie's tears wouldn't stop as Shannon drove her to the hospital. He knew the full story, but wasn't
willing to tell it. Adam had been getting his gym bag from his car when some girl ran him down in her
car. She crashed the car, and was found 100 yards down the road - an 'anti-Natalie' note in her
pocket. She didn't have a bruise. Adam? He did...