( Truth.)
( Scott Hall sat at the computer and stared at the screen.)
Hall: I have to help Kevin.

( He activated a search engine and typed in the word glioblastoma, he waited for the results.)

Hall: There has to be some good news.

( He found a few thousand entries and started looking through all the webpages.)
( Kevin locked himself away to try and escape the reality of his condition.)
( He found the survival rates were 0 to 10%, not good chances of surviving.)
Hall: That`s not good.

( He didn`t know what to do.)
( Kevin sat at the table as Scott and Sean stared at him.)
Nash: What? Why are you looking at me like that?

Hall: It`s just the fact that your ill.

Sean: Say something.

( Kevin stared at the 2 of them.)

Nash: I have a brain tumor.

( He started to panic.)

Nash: I`m going to die.

Hall: No your not.

Nash: You don`t know that!

Hall: No but I know your strong and you won`t let this thing defeat you.

( He held his hand.)

Nash: I can`t tell anyone.

Hall: Tell them in your own time.
( The hospital team wanted to start radiation treatment in a few weeks.)
( Scott had to go wrestle.)
Hall: I`ll be back tonight.

Nash: I`m not going anywhere.

Hall: You`d better not.

( He left.)
( Later that night.)
( Kevin found the info on the computer and read all of it, suddenly seeing there is no hope he`d recover.)
( Scott returned and found him sitting on the couch.)
Hall: What`s wrong?

( Kevin glared at him upset.)

Nash: You didn`t tell me!

Hall: What?

( Kevin held up some pages he had printed up.)

Nash: I`m not going to survive this am I? Patients don`t live longer than a year at least after being diagnosed! You didn`t tell me.

Hall: No because you need hope.

Nash: I don`t have any hope! Not if this damn tumor is that deadly!

Hall: You start radiation treatment in a few weeks.

Nash: That won`t help I`m still going to die!

( He stood up.)

Nash: I am so scared right now and nothing can help me.

Hall: I`m here for you, always.

( He hugged him and Kevin started crying, was he ever going to get better? )
( About 2 weeks had passed.)
( Hall took him to the hospital.)
Hall: I`ll be here to take you home.

Nash: I don`t need anyone

( He went into the room and left Scott feeling hurt.)
( After about 30 minutes he came out.)
Hall: How are you feeling?

Nash: ( Quietly) Like I`m dying from something inside my brain that I can`t stop.

( Hall led him outside to the car.)
( They went back to the hotel so Kevin could rest.)
Nash: I feel fine, really.

Hall: Wait 2 hours and tell me how you feel

( Kevin rested on the bed.)

Hall: I`m going to get something to eat but I`ll be right back.

( He left the room.)
( About 2 hours passed.)
( Kevin is starting to feel queasy so he went to the bathroom and is suddenly sick in the toilet.)
( 30 minutes later Scott came back and found Kevin missing.)
Hall: Where are you?

( He looked around and found him in the bathroom.)

Hall: Kevin.

( He`s kneeling in front of the toilet crying.)

Nash: Is this what my life is going to be like from now on?

( Scott felt so bad for him.)

Hall: You know I love you right?

( Kevin nodded.)

Hall: You won`t go through this alone because you have me.

( He helped Kevin up.)

Hall: Go rest Kevin

( They went into the bedroom.)
Hall: I`m going to be here looking after you.

Nash: Remember when you were going through the worst of your drinking?

Hall: Yeah I have the awful memories why?

Nash: I was there looking after you during that dark time.

Hall: I`m grateful you were there.

Nash: Now I need you.

( Scott is surprised he admitted he needed someone.)

Hall: You should call your son.

Nash: What do I tell him?

Hall: Nothing, yet.

Nash: I`m going to leave him alone.

Hall: Don`t think about that now.

( Scott hated the fact he hadn`t told the others.)
( It had been 4 days.)
( Scott had told the hospital about his symptoms getting worse.)
( Kevin is sitting at the table trying to draw certain shapes but he`s failing.)
Nash: Why is this so damn hard?

( Scott walked up to the table to check on him.)

Hall: How`s it going?

( Kevin concentrated on the sheet of paper.)

Nash: Just having trouble drawing stuff.

Hall: They said you`d have trouble seeing as the tumor is affecting the parts of the brain that deal with that kind of stuff.

( He kept trying.)

Nash: I`m just stupid.

Hall: No your not.

Nash: My motor skills are going.

Hall: Yeah.

( He knew Kevin would lose all his skills.)

Hall: The hospital want you to see a cognitive therapist.

Nash: Why?

Hall: Your having trouble drawing simple shapes.

Nash: I know but why do I need some guy coming here telling me I can`t draw shapes?

( Hall got fed up.)

Hall: Stop being a pain in the ass and do as your told.

( Kevin looked at him.)

Nash: How many people know I`m disabled?

Hall: Your not disabled Kevin.

Nash: It feels like it.

( Scott picked up the piece of paper.)

Hall: You did your best Kevin.

Nash: Did I?

Hall: Yeah.

( He put the paper down.)

Hall: The therapist will be here soon.

Nash: ( Fake happiness.) Yay how excited I am.

Hall: Just be nice.

( He walked away.)
( The therapist spent 3 hours with him.)
( Kevin had tried his best but found it difficult.)
Hall: You did your best.

Nash: How fast is this tumor killing me?

( Scott tried to think.)

Hall: It seems this thing is real big so anything between 6 months to a year.

( Kevin thought about that.)

Nash: That`s very short.

Hall: Yeah it is.

Nash: 6 months to a year? That`s too short.

Hall: Maybe it`s time to tell the others.

( Kevin shook his head.)

Nash: No I can`t.

Hall: Why not?

Nash: I don`t want them thinking about how long I have left I just want to spend time with them before I die.

Hall: Your not going to die.

Nash: Maybe not but I have to be ready.

Hall: The treatment might slow it down, you might have years left.

Nash: I`m hoping so.
( Scott met with the team of experts treating Kevin.)
( Kevin stayed in his room staring at a wall.)
( Scott returned to his room.)
Hall: Are you okay?

Nash: Great.

Hall: I talked to some people at the hospital.

Nash: Oh.

Hall: They want you to have a special nurse looking after you.

Nash: I do?

Hall: I have my own life to lead I can`t be your personal slave forever.

Nash: Your not funny.

Hall: You need someone to look after you 24 hours a day.

Nash: So I am disabled?

( Scott got angry.)

Hall: Your attitude isn`t helping.

Nash: Sorry if my terminal illness makes you uncomfortable!

( He stormed out.)
( He went to a bar to forget about his illness.)
( Scott worried about his location until he came home.)
Hall: Where the hell were you?

( Kevin sat down.)

Nash: Out.

Hall: I was worried about you.

Nash: You just feel guilty because your not the only one with problems anymore.

Hall: You`ve been drinking.

Nash: Yeah I have.

Hall: I should kick your ass for the way your talking to me.

Nash: I`ve always been able to kick your ass and you know it.

Hall: I`m not having this conversation.

( He walked away and headed to the bedroom.)
( The next day.)
( Kevin had finally decided to tell the others so they all gathered in his room.)
( They sat at a table and looked at him.)
Nash: I gathered you all for a reason.

( Scott sat next to him.)

Nash: I know you all are busy so I`ll just tell you.

( They kept staring at him.)

Nash: I`ve been diagnosed with a grade 4 glioblastoma brain tumor.

( Each 1 is shocked at this news.)