PART 50

IN THE WAITING ROOM

Vince, Adam, Stephanie, Jay, and Chris looked at the doctor, fear in all their eyes.  Bad news?  They certainly had dreaded hearing those words leave the man's mouth.  Vince's heart dropped.  He felt more guilty now than ever before for not listening to Shane all those years ago.  Damn you Vince, you have to be such an egomaniacal bastard.  I could have prevented this… I should have prevented this.  He braced himself for the worst, awaiting the doctor's response.

"Um… could you elaborate a little on that?" Vince asked worriedly.  He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear the news.  Whether it be about Britney or Shane, it wasn't going to be good, and it wasn't going to be easy for the five of them to take.

"Well, as far as Mr. McMahon goes, I'm not sure.  I'm not his operating doctor, so I won't know anything about his condition until he comes out of surgery, and I'll inform you immediately.  The news I have… it's about the young woman… which one of you is her boyfriend?" he asked, scanning the group.  His son was a fan of wrestling so he knew who they were, but he didn't know well enough to know which one was Britney's boyfriend.  He knew that Edge played her boyfriend on TV, but he couldn't be totally sure of that.  He saw one of the men, whom he recognized as Edge, raise his hand.

"I-I am… what happened?" he asked, nervousness increasing dramatically by the second.  The doctor gestured out of the room, signaling for Adam to follow him.  He stood, walking slowly out of the room.  Once outside the door, the doctor turned back to Adam.

"I'm Dr. Smith.  I just had to let you know we have an update on your girlfriend's condition, Mr…"

"Copeland.  Adam Copeland," he supplied.

"Right, Mr. Copeland.  Well, I'm really sorry, but I'm afraid there's some bad news," Dr. Smith said, eyeing the young man with concern.  He looked ill already… perhaps he should have brought another person out with him.  He recognized his old tag team partner Christian in that room… he considered going in to get him, but he figured he'd better not.  You already told me that, Adam thought.  Why do you insist on torturing me like this?  Haven't I been through enough already?  He wished the doctor would just spit it out already.  Dr. Smith frowned at the young man.  He was a husband and a father, so he knew this news would absolute crush him.

"Well, as far as Britney's condition goes, we're not sure.  She still hasn't regained consciousness and she remains in critical condition… there's been some blunt trauma to her head.  But, I'm afraid that…" he trailed off.  This had always been the worst part of his job.

"Afraid that what?" Adam asked, preparing himself for the worst.

"I'm so sorry Adam, but there's nothing we could do… we lost the baby."

"What?" Adam said, his mouth going completely dry.  He must have heard the doctor wrong.  His baby wasn't dead… it just wasn't possible.  Dr. Smith knew that Adam wasn't asking him to repeat, as he'd heard every word.

"I'm sorry… we did everything we could.  It appears that the man who attacked her intentionally killed your baby.  From what we can see, he repeatedly hit her in the stomach," he explained. 

Adam's frown turned into a scowl as he thought of Brock Lesnar.  He took something away from him that couldn't be replaced.  Adam was incensed… he had never been so mad in his whole entire life.  He felt his knees go watery, so he found the nearest chair and sat down, resting his head in his hands.  It was just then that it hit him… his baby was gone.  The poor little thing was dead before it even got a chance to live.  What was even worse, that wasn't an accident… Brock had meant to do it.  He wanted to kill the baby.  My baby is gone.  I'm not a daddy anymore… I'll never get to hold my own baby.  He felt the tears stinging at his eyes, but unlike the other times, he didn't try to fight them.  He let them fall down his cheeks, his shoulders shaking.  Dr. Smith frowned.  He thought about trying to comfort him, but he knew he had to get back to Britney and to find out from the doctor operating on Shane McMahon what his condition was.  He walked back into the waiting room so he could deliver the news to the other four people, leaving Adam out in the hall alone.  A few moments later, Jay stepped out into the hall where Adam was sitting.  He sat in the chair next to him, placing his hand his best friend's shoulder.

"Adam, I… I'm sorry man," he said, not really knowing what else to say. 

What else could be said?  The man just found out that he lost his baby?  No little Jay running around.  Even Jay felt completely overwhelmed with sadness.  This was something he'd been dreading happening.  Adam couldn't handle this, and Jay knew it.  He watched him closely as he suddenly looked up.  Wordlessly, Adam shrugged Jay's hand off of him and stood, making his way to the exit of the hospital.  Jay watched him for a minute, wondering where in hell he was going.  Then, he stood as well, going after him… if Adam was going to do anything stupid, he wanted to be there.  He followed him out of the door and around the building, noting that it had since grown dark.  Jay watched Adam turn a corner of the building, following him until he reached the corner himself.  He thought of continuing over to him, but when he caught a sight of him he decided against it.  Jay frowned, looking at Adam as he sat down on the ground, hugging his knees protectively.  The taller Canadian was rocking back and forth as he stared out into the parking lot.  God, it had to be the most awful feeling in the world, knowing that your baby was never going to see the light of day… and that someone intentionally saw to that.  Jay involuntarily shuddered as he watched his lifelong friend.  He couldn't remember ever seeing Adam so torn up.  He very cautiously made his way over to him, kneeling down gently next to him.  Jay said nothing, only hoping that his presence would be somewhat comforting to Adam.  He sat back, resting up against the wall like Adam was.  Eventually, Adam spoke.

"Jay… my baby," he choked out.  He still couldn't believe he'd lost his unborn child.  The thought just wouldn't register in his head… it didn't make sense.  Jay glanced at Adam's face, feeling absolutely horrible at the saddened look on his face.  He looked like someone who… well, he looked like someone who had lost his child.

"I know Adam.  I'm so sorry," Jay said in as soothing a tone as he could manage.  He just couldn't think of anything else to say other than that he was sorry.  That was all he was at the moment… sorry.  He was sorry that Britney was hurt, sorry that Shane had been shot, sorry that Adam had lost the baby, sorry that Brock Lesnar had been the cause of so much pain.  He looked at Adam once more… tears were streaming down his cheeks.

"I… I don't understand.  The baby didn't do anything… why?  Why did this have to happen?  Why did he want to take my baby away from me before I even got a chance to see it?" he wondered aloud.  Jay winced at his words… Because Brock Lesnar is the biggest mother fucking asshole I've ever seen.  He carefully put his arm on Adam's shoulder.

"Because he's sick Adam.  He… I don't think he realizes the seriousness of what he's done," Jay offered, though his thoughts and words were contradicting.  Bullshit, he knew exactly what he was doing.  He's just a creep.   When Adam didn't respond, Jay apologized again, "I'm sorry Adam.  If there's anything I can do…"

"What are you on!?" Adam snapped, turning his head swiftly.  "There's NOTHING you can do Jay… nothing you do will bring my baby back!  Brock fucking killed it… and he isn't even sorry.  He MEANT to do it!  How the hell can you *want* to kill an innocent little baby?"

"I just meant that if there's anything that will make you feel better…"

"No Jay… nothing will make me feel better.  I lost one person already, and God knows how close I am to losing another.  What am I going to do if Britney doesn't make it!?" he cried.  I'll die.  I'll absolutely fucking die.

"Well, we won't know unless we go back inside will we?" Jay asked.  He figured maybe if he got Adam back inside they'd have some kind of news on Britney's condition.  He started to stand, brushing himself off as he did so.  Adam looked up at him, a questioning look in his eye before he stood as well.

"O-okay, but Jay?  I have to tell you something first," he said.  Jay shuddered again, this time at the look in his eyes.  Adam was sending him a very strange look.

"Sure, go ahead," he said.  The look in Adam's eyes was intense to say the least.  Hell, it was almost scary.  Jay yet again shuddered as Adam replied.

"I want you to know the only reason I'm telling you this is because you're my best friend.  I've come to a decision Jay.  And if anything happens to Britney, I'm going to follow through with it."

BACK INSIDE

Stephanie, Vince, and Chris sat silently in the waiting room, hoping for any updates on either Britney or Shane's conditions.  Then again, after the news they'd received a few minutes ago from Dr. Smith, they weren't so sure they wanted any more.  Stephanie shifted in her seat, checking her watch.  Adam and Jay had been gone almost fifteen minutes.

"Maybe I should go see what Adam and Jay are doing," she suggested.  Vince shook his head, gesturing for his daughter to sit back down.

"No Steph, they'll be back soon.  I'm sure Jay's just consoling Adam right now.  Leave him alone… he just had a bomb dropped on him," he said.  Stephanie frowned, but she complied with her father's orders.  She began to think of Britney's now dead baby.  Damn it, I was going to be the godmother and everything… oh God, this isn't fair.  Tears refilled her eyes as she thought of how awful Adam must be feeling now.  What was worse, Britney was still unconscious… her baby was dead and she didn't even know it.  Suddenly, she saw someone standing in the door, and she looked up to see Jay.

"Where's Adam?" Chris asked immediately.  Then, he caught a glimpse of Jay's face and he got nervous.  The blonde man looked like he'd seen a ghost.

"H-he, uh… he said he wants to be alone," Jay replied, coming into the room and sitting down.  The expression he was wearing did not leave.  Stephanie was the next to pick up on it.

"Jay?  What's wrong?" she asked, concern flooding her brown eyes.

"I, uh… Adam told me something… it kind of freaked me out a little," Jay explained slowly.  'Freaked out' was too weak to describe how he felt when he heard what Adam had to say.  He was chilled to the bone… rocked to the core.  He was more scared now than he was on the way to the hospital.

"What did he tell you?" Vince asked.  He knew that judging by Jay's expression, it couldn't be good.  It made him increasingly nervous.  Jay sighed, looking up at the other two men, and then at his girlfriend.

"H-he said that… well, we were talking about Britney and Shane.  And he said… if anything happens to Britney, well… he's going to kill himself."

Sadness… well, hope you're enjoying it. =D It's good to be evil sometimes.  Well, let me know what you think?  What's going to happen to everyone?!