Notes: I'm writing this as if Chris and his wife are still married. Hope that doesn't confuse anyone. Oh and as a reminder this fic is complete AU.
A Revelation
The ride to the hospital was a short one. Chris tried to ignore the pain in his knee as he turned to see how Arn was. He looked okay but he couldn't tell because of the neck brace. He wondered for about the hundredth time why Ric turned on them. He had been a member of the Horsemen off and on for almost two years. It just didn't make sense to him.
When they arrived their gurneys were pulled in two different directions. Chris was taken to a room. After a few minutes a doctor came in. "Hello," he looked down at his clipboard. "Chris. My name is Dr. Michael Masters." He started examining his knee. Chris winced a few times. And checked for a concussion. Then he was wheeled into x-ray. He had been through enough x-rays as a wrestler to know what to expect. Then he had to sit in the room and wait.
"Well Chris." The doctor said coming back in. "The good news is your knee doesn't need surgery. But you'll have to stay off of it for three weeks. And you also have a slight concussion. But I don't see any reason why to keep you here. I'll give you some painkillers and you'll have to have a doctor examine it in two weeks. But absolutely no wrestling for at least 4 weeks." A nurse brought in some crutches for him to use.
He hobbled out of the examining room and into the waiting room. He found Mongo and Curt waiting. "Any news?"
"Doctor's still examining him." Curt said. "What about you?"
"I just have to stay off of it for three weeks. No operation." Chris said.
Arn came out of another examining room. He had a pained expression on his face. "You okay?" Mongo asked.
"Doctor said I'll be sore for awhile but there wasn't any real damage done." Arn said. "What about you?" Chris quickly related what he just told the others.
"So what now?" Curt asked.
"I don't know." Arn said.
"Are you Arn Anderson?" A nurse asked coming up to them.
"Yeah."
"You've got a phone call. You can take it at the nurse's station.
Arn came back five minutes later looking angry. "That was Bischoff. We are all suspended."
"What?" Mongo asked. "He can't do that!"
"He's the boss he can." Arn said.
***
A week later Chris Benoit was at his parents' home in Edmonton Alberta Canada.
"Chris I need to talk to you." Samantha Benoit, Chris's mother, said as they finished eating dinner. Davis, Chris's father, was cleaning up the dinner mess. Melissa was in the bathroom feeding Megan. Four-year-old David was playing with some blocks that his parents had brought.
Chris hobbled into the living room and sat on the couch. "What is it mom?"
"It's something I've been meaning to tell you. I should have told you two years ago. When I was in college, the summer after my freshman year, I went down to Minneapolis to visit my aunt. Your father and I, as you know, had been dating since we were sophomores in high school. And we had been talking about marriage. I really hadn't been expecting to meet someone while in Minneapolis but I did. I met a young man who was a student at the University of Minnesota. My cousin set me up on a date with him. Which I didn't want to go on but she said that it was her boyfriend's friend. We hit it off well. We spent a lot of time together during that month I was in Minnesota. And we were well very close." She said slightly embarrassed. "I went back home and found out I was pregnant. I told Davis it was his and we got married."
"Are you telling me dad's not my father?" Chris asked surprised by all of this.
"Yes Chris. You do know your real father. You know him pretty well. The man I fell in love with was Richard Fleihr."
"Does dad, your husband, know?" Chris asked.
"I told him quite a long time ago. We agreed not to tell you but from what you said happened I thought you should know." She got up figuring her son would want to be alone.
Chris dug around in his jacket until he found his cellphone. He made a phone call. He ended up getting the voice message. "Arn this is Chris. I'm coming back down to Atlanta in a couple days. There's something we need to talk about."
A Revelation
The ride to the hospital was a short one. Chris tried to ignore the pain in his knee as he turned to see how Arn was. He looked okay but he couldn't tell because of the neck brace. He wondered for about the hundredth time why Ric turned on them. He had been a member of the Horsemen off and on for almost two years. It just didn't make sense to him.
When they arrived their gurneys were pulled in two different directions. Chris was taken to a room. After a few minutes a doctor came in. "Hello," he looked down at his clipboard. "Chris. My name is Dr. Michael Masters." He started examining his knee. Chris winced a few times. And checked for a concussion. Then he was wheeled into x-ray. He had been through enough x-rays as a wrestler to know what to expect. Then he had to sit in the room and wait.
"Well Chris." The doctor said coming back in. "The good news is your knee doesn't need surgery. But you'll have to stay off of it for three weeks. And you also have a slight concussion. But I don't see any reason why to keep you here. I'll give you some painkillers and you'll have to have a doctor examine it in two weeks. But absolutely no wrestling for at least 4 weeks." A nurse brought in some crutches for him to use.
He hobbled out of the examining room and into the waiting room. He found Mongo and Curt waiting. "Any news?"
"Doctor's still examining him." Curt said. "What about you?"
"I just have to stay off of it for three weeks. No operation." Chris said.
Arn came out of another examining room. He had a pained expression on his face. "You okay?" Mongo asked.
"Doctor said I'll be sore for awhile but there wasn't any real damage done." Arn said. "What about you?" Chris quickly related what he just told the others.
"So what now?" Curt asked.
"I don't know." Arn said.
"Are you Arn Anderson?" A nurse asked coming up to them.
"Yeah."
"You've got a phone call. You can take it at the nurse's station.
Arn came back five minutes later looking angry. "That was Bischoff. We are all suspended."
"What?" Mongo asked. "He can't do that!"
"He's the boss he can." Arn said.
***
A week later Chris Benoit was at his parents' home in Edmonton Alberta Canada.
"Chris I need to talk to you." Samantha Benoit, Chris's mother, said as they finished eating dinner. Davis, Chris's father, was cleaning up the dinner mess. Melissa was in the bathroom feeding Megan. Four-year-old David was playing with some blocks that his parents had brought.
Chris hobbled into the living room and sat on the couch. "What is it mom?"
"It's something I've been meaning to tell you. I should have told you two years ago. When I was in college, the summer after my freshman year, I went down to Minneapolis to visit my aunt. Your father and I, as you know, had been dating since we were sophomores in high school. And we had been talking about marriage. I really hadn't been expecting to meet someone while in Minneapolis but I did. I met a young man who was a student at the University of Minnesota. My cousin set me up on a date with him. Which I didn't want to go on but she said that it was her boyfriend's friend. We hit it off well. We spent a lot of time together during that month I was in Minnesota. And we were well very close." She said slightly embarrassed. "I went back home and found out I was pregnant. I told Davis it was his and we got married."
"Are you telling me dad's not my father?" Chris asked surprised by all of this.
"Yes Chris. You do know your real father. You know him pretty well. The man I fell in love with was Richard Fleihr."
"Does dad, your husband, know?" Chris asked.
"I told him quite a long time ago. We agreed not to tell you but from what you said happened I thought you should know." She got up figuring her son would want to be alone.
Chris dug around in his jacket until he found his cellphone. He made a phone call. He ended up getting the voice message. "Arn this is Chris. I'm coming back down to Atlanta in a couple days. There's something we need to talk about."
