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Disclaimer: Everything is the property of yours truly, except for the people that are employed by Vincent K. McMahon

Note: This might be confusing for those who didn't read the beginning of the saga. I urgely stree that you read those two, unless you can catch on. If so, good luck, I'm starting to get confused! hahaha.

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The Meeting at the Courthouse was beyond brutal. He didn't even look my way. All I wanted to do was smack him in the back of his head and ask, "What the fuck is wrong with you?" We had a seat in the Judge's chambers to basically decide what was going to happen

"Ok, this is the case of O'Haire Vs. O'Haire.?"

"Yes, your honor."

"Let's proceed then."

"Judge McIver, the petitioner, Donnielle Cassidy Barrows, would like legal separation fom the respondent, Sean A. O'Haire. There is a matter of custody, whereas Mrs. O'Haire would like to be granted full custody of their 10 year old son."

"Your honor, my client is contesting the divorce on the grounds of his wife's charges are without any meaning."

"Without meaning? Are you kidding? This is bullshit!"

"Mrs. O'Haire, please calm down your language."

"Fine. Listen, I don't want anything from him, I just want out. I'll even throw in joint custody, but that's it!"

"Mr. O'Haire? Don't you have anything to say about this?"

"Not at all, because I'm not signing anything."

"Will the attorneys please leave? I want to speak to these two alone."

As the attorneys made their exit, it was just me, Judge McIver, and......him. He cut his eye at me, while I stared at him. Whatever. Why am I here? Listen lady, just say what you gotta say, so I can leave! McIver took a look at both of us and just shook her head.

"I have been Judge for over 20 years, and I have never held proceedings over a case such as this. You two must really hate each other, huh?" Sean just gave this crooked smile and put his head down. I just looked at her like she was stupid.

"Well? What's the real reason why you two are here? She looks at you with such pain and malice, while he's looking at you like.....What's going on here?"

"Ask him. I don't even know anymore. I thought I was the perfect wife. How wrong I turned out to be!"

"That's the problem, Donnie! You always want things to be perfect. Damn! Why can't you just let a person face their demons?"

"Sorry if I want things to be happy and peaceful. Sorry if I just want to make things right for once in my life!"

"Here we go with the pity party. 'I, I, I...me, me, me......this is what I dealt with for 12 years!"

"Well, Sean, if you want out, sign the damn papers!"

"Why, and give you what you want? Donnielle always gets what she wants, and if she doesn't, she catches a temper tantrum like a spoiled little brat and just buys what she wants. Money's no object with her, Right?"

"No the hell you didn't! You ungrateful sack of shit!"

"Why are we here, Donnie, eh? How did we get like this?"

"Like you don't know!"

"OK! Here's my decision. I'm ordering you two to go to counseling for a total of six months, no less than five. If you still want a divorce, all you have to do is call me on my private line. I'll sign them myself and take pictures with baloons and streamers! Is that ok with you, Mr. O'Haire?"

"Fine, Whatever. Six Months?"

"Six months. That's all."

"Cool. "

"Ms. O'Haire?"

"Hey. I'm not doing anything for a while. Sure, why not. Just for comedy."

"This is no laughing matter, young lady. That is my ruling!"

That was it. All that for a six months stay at the O'Haire Funny Farm. Great. I'm elated. Anyway, after all of that mental bullshit, I went home, where Sean was playing with Seanny

"Seanny, go do your homework, kid."

"I already did it."

"Go read a book."

"I want to stay with daddy."

"What did I tell you, Sean? Go upstairs!"

"Fine. I'll go, but try not to yell so loud."

"Seanny, don't talk back to your mother. Go upstairs and play with that new PS2 game I bought you."

"What game?"

"Go look upstairs, squirt!"

As Seanny went upstairs, I was alone in the living room with him. I sat down on the couch, while he pulled up a chair and sat on the opposite side of me.

"So?"

"What?"

"I hate this as much as you do, so why don't we just lay it all out there."

"After you made me out to be a pompous, self-absorbed bitch, go to hell!"

"Here we go. Why can't we just have a normal conversation without you going into one of your tirades. "

"Why you had to be such an insensitive bastard?"

"Why do always have to throw your money and weight around?"

"Why did you blatantly fuck my best friend??"

"It just happened."

"And I just did it."

"You are so fucking childish at times. It worked when we first got together, but now it's getting tired."

"What? Hold up! You went through whatever the fuck you went through, I tried my best to help, you ended up plowing into Gabby, who is your deceased best friend's wife, and I'm the one who's acting childish? What a role reversal we have here."

"Oh, and I haven't been there for you? All those surgeries, months and months seeing lawyer after lawyer, children running all over the damn place, and only one of them is mine! How do you think that makes me feel, Donnielle? You just came in and just did everything, and just shut me out of everything. I couldn't have a say so about my own fucking rehab!! I was helpless, and you made everything worse! Thank you, Donnielle. Thank you for making me less of a man.!"

"What? I made you less of a man? But you had no problems sleeping with Gabby. What, she made you feel like a man? Man enough to cheat on your wife?"

"If you would have just sat down and talked to me, it would have never hapened"

"Oh. So it's all my fault again. It's all my fault that you tripped, and fell inside her, while I played surrogate mother hen to her kids, which I thought I was doing the right thing being that she was my friend, and yours!"

"Well, whoopty fucking doo! You did a good deed! You didn't have to."

"You could have said no. But you didn't, so now, you just deal with it!"

"I don't have to deal with a damn thing. I have no regrets about what I did."

"Fine. I heard all I could stand. You can leave now."

"I'm not going anywhere. This is my house too."

"Fine, Sean! This is how it's going down. You want to stay here? You sleep in the guest room. I'll stay in my room. I don't care, as long as I don't see your face except these shrink visits."

"Fine by me."

"Whatever." I shook my head in total disgust. He took zero responsibility for what he's done. I honestly feel I caused all of this. I drove him to be a callous bastard. If I didn't push too much. Only if I would have just let him deal on his own. The last time that happened, we almost broke up for good. I have to do what is right for Seanny. He's the innocent one in all of this, and he doesn't need to suffer because we can't reach a common ground, that would be uncool. I can't keep him from playing with C.J. because his mother is a homewrecking skank. Well, let's see if this arrangement works out.