Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people used in this story, and the
layout of the story was taken from the TV show "24".
A/N: Here we are with yet another update!! 41 reviews!! Awesome guys, thank you so much for taking the time out to read this story, and I hope that you continue to enjoy it!!
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**10:00-11:00AM**
**10:00** Steph fell to the ground and proceeded to crawl towards the side of the interstate. Hunter began to run after her. Traffic was still at a dead stop. Hunter ran in and out of the cars, screaming her name and holding the gun. She had reached the acceleration lane by this point, and she was hiding behind a small hill. She obviously had no intentions of giving her position up.
**10:02** Rebecca Hickenbottom sat on the tile floor of her bathroom. She didn't know is she wanted to look or not. She heard Cameron knocking on the door, looking for her.
"Be right out, Cam." She hollered, and heard the little boy sit down right next to the door to wait for her. She gathered her courage and stood up. She looked at the tube that sat on her countertop. The tube that could, certainly change lives forever. A quick glance at the pregnancy test revealed what she already knew.
She was pregnant.
It was bittersweet for her because there was only one thing wrong with the child that she was carrying.
The child wasn't Shawn's.
Cameron knocked on the door again, and Rebecca threw the test in the trash. She opened the door.
"The movie's over, Momma!" Cameron exclaimed to her. Rebecca sighed wearily. She knew who the father of this unborn child was, and she also knew that Shawn was not going to like it one bit.
**10:10** Chris hobbled out of the hospital room with a bottle of pills in his hand. Trish glanced up and saw that he was finished, so she ended her phone conversation hurriedly. She stood up and he walked over to her.
"Are you ok? You look kind of pale." Trish commented. Chris nodded. He was thinking about Stephanie again, and how he knew that somehow he had let her down. He walked out of the hospital wordlessly, with Trish following him.
"Are you sure? You look really bad." She said, trying to act concerned.
Chris shook his head. "I feel horrible, I feel as if I've betrayed Stephanie somehow, by letting her get taken by Hunter again." He told her. Trish nodded. So Steph was with Hunter and Chris was with her. Both of the people Bischoff was looking for were within his grasp.
Chris wandered to the far end of the parking lot, that end that overlooked the acceleration lane that led to the interstate. Trish remained a few steps away while he looked out on the traffic that was still at a stand still. Trish decided to call Eric back and tell him the good news somehow.
**10:14** Eric Bischoff was in his car headed for the arena for the show tonight when his car phone rang.
"Hello?" He asked.
"Hi again mom." Trish said. Eric rolled his eyes.
"Cut with the scenarios already, just say yes or no." He told her.
"OK." Trish said, and turned back in the direction of the hospital, so that Chris wouldn't hear everything that she said. A gunshot echoed from a distance. Chris stared at the cars that remained motionless.
"Trish probably chose this exit to get around the jam," Chris thought to himself. He peered harder into the traffic and saw the shape of someone, holding a gun. This same person, presumably, was screaming someone's name, and dashing in and out of cars.
"What is that person saying?" He thought, completely ignoring anything that Trish was saying to him or her mom on the other end of the phone. "Cindy? No, too short. Melanie? Maybe, but not likely. Stephan-" Chris' train of thought suddenly pieced two and two together.
**10:17** Chris started searching frantically for Stephanie.
"It's gotta be her. That guy has to be Hunter." He said to himself. His thoughts all began to cram together as he saw a figure hiding on his side of the acceleration lane. Without thinking, Chris jumped the fence that was on the edge of the hospital parking lot, and began to run down the hill towards her. He clutched his side halfway down because he was obviously still hurting from the bullet.
**10:18** Stephanie tried to sink lower into the ground to hide from Hunter, but she couldn't sink any lower. He was still bellowing her name, and the traffic still wasn't moving.
"What I wouldn't give for Chris to be here right now." She muttered right before a hand clamped over her mouth. She couldn't scream, she had no voice left to do so.
**10:19** "Your wish is my command," a voice whispered into her ear. She couldn't believe it! The hand moved. She turned around and was face to face with someone she thought she never would be again. Chris.
"How did? I mean...." She stuttered, not knowing what to say. Chris shushed her with his index finger.
"I promise I'll explain everything when I get the chance, but right now, we need to get you out of here." Chris whispered as he grabbed her hand and they made their way back up to the hospital parking lot.
**10:22** Hunter walked around, screaming Stephanie's name. He no longer cared what Bischoff wanted he for, he would kill her himself. He happened to catch sight of two people making their way up the hill. One was undoubtedly Stephanie, but Hunter couldn't make out who the other person with her was. He (Hunter was pretty sure it was a guy) had blond hair with some brown up by the roots. Not to mention a little red at the tips of his hair. There was only one man who fit that description in Hunter's mind.
Chris Irvine.
There was no way he could've survived that, though. It had to be a look- alike.
Had to be.
Hunter raised his gun and aimed at the two as they neared the top of the hill. He was about to take the shot when he was distracted by the traffic beginning to move again. When he glanced up again, they were gone.
**10:26** "Is Chris injured?" Eric asked as he parked his car. Trish sighed.
"Yeah."
"Maybe you should try to help him out, then." Eric suggested when Trish screamed. "What? What happened?" He yelled.
"Nothing, mom, I have to call you back." Trish said, then hung up. Trish was face to face with Stephanie McMahon; Chris wasn't standing too far behind her.
**10:32** "We need to get moving, Trish. Hunter's-" Trish came out of her momentary daze to register the name.
"Hunter?" she asked.
"Yes, Hunter's after us. We need to get moving." Chris urged. Stephanie had a look of distrust and disgust written all over her face. Trish nodded and they made their way to her car.
"This day keeps getting better and better." Crhis mumbled as the three of them finally piled into Trish's car to head to Connecticut.
**10:36** Shawn pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed his home again. He started to walk through the lobby. He had his lock picking set in his other pocket, along with Bischoff's room number. Shawn punched the elevator button as the phone reached its fourth ring.
"Hey, this is the Hickenbottom's- no jokes about the name. If you want to talk to either Shawn (that's me) or my lovely wife Rebecca, shut up, wait for some beeps, then indulge us in what you have to say." Shawn's voice played.
"Hey baby, just wanted to make sure you're ok, and to let you know that you shouldn't call me for about an hour or so, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. Bye." Shawn said, then hung up. He checked the hallway and brought out the lock picking set. It took him two tries before finally getting it.
**10:43** Shawn closed the door to Bischoff's room. He turned around and looked at everything. All in all, it looked normal so far. But, looks can be deceiving. He turned the TV on a news channel and began to nose around. Shawn raised the laptop screen, and found that it was still on. His eyes quickly scanned the screen, which was still on the newspaper article.
He wasn't surprised when he was finished reading it. Bischoff still held a grudge against Chris and Stephanie for what had happened to his family.
**10:46** Shawn pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, and dialed Vince's number. He picked up immediately.
"Hello?"
"Vince, it's Shawn." He said.
"Did you find anything?" Vince asked worriedly.
"Well, you were right, let's start there."
**10:52** Trish's car flew down the interstate in silence. Chris was asleep and had his head back against the seat. Stephanie kept glancing back at Trish. It was plain that that neither woman trust the other.
"How did you find Chris?" Stephanie asked.
"It was rush hour traffic, and I saw him sitting on the side of the road," Trish shrugged. Steph nodded. Trish knew that she had to get rid of Stephanie or Chris soon, and all she needed was a way to do it.
**10:55** A semi came on to the interstate at that point. Trish sped up to tail end it.
"Trish! What are you doing?" Stephanie screamed. Chris opened his eyes to see that they were nearing the back end of a semi.
**10:59** Trish slammed on the brakes, and Chris put his arms in front of his face, as he was thrown out the windshield. Her head hit the steering wheel and Stephanie, who was sitting in the back, hit her head on the center console. The car spun around and Trish slammed her foot on the gas again. The car roared forwards - right towards Chris.
**11:00**
A/N: Here we are with yet another update!! 41 reviews!! Awesome guys, thank you so much for taking the time out to read this story, and I hope that you continue to enjoy it!!
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**10:00-11:00AM**
**10:00** Steph fell to the ground and proceeded to crawl towards the side of the interstate. Hunter began to run after her. Traffic was still at a dead stop. Hunter ran in and out of the cars, screaming her name and holding the gun. She had reached the acceleration lane by this point, and she was hiding behind a small hill. She obviously had no intentions of giving her position up.
**10:02** Rebecca Hickenbottom sat on the tile floor of her bathroom. She didn't know is she wanted to look or not. She heard Cameron knocking on the door, looking for her.
"Be right out, Cam." She hollered, and heard the little boy sit down right next to the door to wait for her. She gathered her courage and stood up. She looked at the tube that sat on her countertop. The tube that could, certainly change lives forever. A quick glance at the pregnancy test revealed what she already knew.
She was pregnant.
It was bittersweet for her because there was only one thing wrong with the child that she was carrying.
The child wasn't Shawn's.
Cameron knocked on the door again, and Rebecca threw the test in the trash. She opened the door.
"The movie's over, Momma!" Cameron exclaimed to her. Rebecca sighed wearily. She knew who the father of this unborn child was, and she also knew that Shawn was not going to like it one bit.
**10:10** Chris hobbled out of the hospital room with a bottle of pills in his hand. Trish glanced up and saw that he was finished, so she ended her phone conversation hurriedly. She stood up and he walked over to her.
"Are you ok? You look kind of pale." Trish commented. Chris nodded. He was thinking about Stephanie again, and how he knew that somehow he had let her down. He walked out of the hospital wordlessly, with Trish following him.
"Are you sure? You look really bad." She said, trying to act concerned.
Chris shook his head. "I feel horrible, I feel as if I've betrayed Stephanie somehow, by letting her get taken by Hunter again." He told her. Trish nodded. So Steph was with Hunter and Chris was with her. Both of the people Bischoff was looking for were within his grasp.
Chris wandered to the far end of the parking lot, that end that overlooked the acceleration lane that led to the interstate. Trish remained a few steps away while he looked out on the traffic that was still at a stand still. Trish decided to call Eric back and tell him the good news somehow.
**10:14** Eric Bischoff was in his car headed for the arena for the show tonight when his car phone rang.
"Hello?" He asked.
"Hi again mom." Trish said. Eric rolled his eyes.
"Cut with the scenarios already, just say yes or no." He told her.
"OK." Trish said, and turned back in the direction of the hospital, so that Chris wouldn't hear everything that she said. A gunshot echoed from a distance. Chris stared at the cars that remained motionless.
"Trish probably chose this exit to get around the jam," Chris thought to himself. He peered harder into the traffic and saw the shape of someone, holding a gun. This same person, presumably, was screaming someone's name, and dashing in and out of cars.
"What is that person saying?" He thought, completely ignoring anything that Trish was saying to him or her mom on the other end of the phone. "Cindy? No, too short. Melanie? Maybe, but not likely. Stephan-" Chris' train of thought suddenly pieced two and two together.
**10:17** Chris started searching frantically for Stephanie.
"It's gotta be her. That guy has to be Hunter." He said to himself. His thoughts all began to cram together as he saw a figure hiding on his side of the acceleration lane. Without thinking, Chris jumped the fence that was on the edge of the hospital parking lot, and began to run down the hill towards her. He clutched his side halfway down because he was obviously still hurting from the bullet.
**10:18** Stephanie tried to sink lower into the ground to hide from Hunter, but she couldn't sink any lower. He was still bellowing her name, and the traffic still wasn't moving.
"What I wouldn't give for Chris to be here right now." She muttered right before a hand clamped over her mouth. She couldn't scream, she had no voice left to do so.
**10:19** "Your wish is my command," a voice whispered into her ear. She couldn't believe it! The hand moved. She turned around and was face to face with someone she thought she never would be again. Chris.
"How did? I mean...." She stuttered, not knowing what to say. Chris shushed her with his index finger.
"I promise I'll explain everything when I get the chance, but right now, we need to get you out of here." Chris whispered as he grabbed her hand and they made their way back up to the hospital parking lot.
**10:22** Hunter walked around, screaming Stephanie's name. He no longer cared what Bischoff wanted he for, he would kill her himself. He happened to catch sight of two people making their way up the hill. One was undoubtedly Stephanie, but Hunter couldn't make out who the other person with her was. He (Hunter was pretty sure it was a guy) had blond hair with some brown up by the roots. Not to mention a little red at the tips of his hair. There was only one man who fit that description in Hunter's mind.
Chris Irvine.
There was no way he could've survived that, though. It had to be a look- alike.
Had to be.
Hunter raised his gun and aimed at the two as they neared the top of the hill. He was about to take the shot when he was distracted by the traffic beginning to move again. When he glanced up again, they were gone.
**10:26** "Is Chris injured?" Eric asked as he parked his car. Trish sighed.
"Yeah."
"Maybe you should try to help him out, then." Eric suggested when Trish screamed. "What? What happened?" He yelled.
"Nothing, mom, I have to call you back." Trish said, then hung up. Trish was face to face with Stephanie McMahon; Chris wasn't standing too far behind her.
**10:32** "We need to get moving, Trish. Hunter's-" Trish came out of her momentary daze to register the name.
"Hunter?" she asked.
"Yes, Hunter's after us. We need to get moving." Chris urged. Stephanie had a look of distrust and disgust written all over her face. Trish nodded and they made their way to her car.
"This day keeps getting better and better." Crhis mumbled as the three of them finally piled into Trish's car to head to Connecticut.
**10:36** Shawn pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed his home again. He started to walk through the lobby. He had his lock picking set in his other pocket, along with Bischoff's room number. Shawn punched the elevator button as the phone reached its fourth ring.
"Hey, this is the Hickenbottom's- no jokes about the name. If you want to talk to either Shawn (that's me) or my lovely wife Rebecca, shut up, wait for some beeps, then indulge us in what you have to say." Shawn's voice played.
"Hey baby, just wanted to make sure you're ok, and to let you know that you shouldn't call me for about an hour or so, I'll tell you all about it when I see you again. Bye." Shawn said, then hung up. He checked the hallway and brought out the lock picking set. It took him two tries before finally getting it.
**10:43** Shawn closed the door to Bischoff's room. He turned around and looked at everything. All in all, it looked normal so far. But, looks can be deceiving. He turned the TV on a news channel and began to nose around. Shawn raised the laptop screen, and found that it was still on. His eyes quickly scanned the screen, which was still on the newspaper article.
He wasn't surprised when he was finished reading it. Bischoff still held a grudge against Chris and Stephanie for what had happened to his family.
**10:46** Shawn pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, and dialed Vince's number. He picked up immediately.
"Hello?"
"Vince, it's Shawn." He said.
"Did you find anything?" Vince asked worriedly.
"Well, you were right, let's start there."
**10:52** Trish's car flew down the interstate in silence. Chris was asleep and had his head back against the seat. Stephanie kept glancing back at Trish. It was plain that that neither woman trust the other.
"How did you find Chris?" Stephanie asked.
"It was rush hour traffic, and I saw him sitting on the side of the road," Trish shrugged. Steph nodded. Trish knew that she had to get rid of Stephanie or Chris soon, and all she needed was a way to do it.
**10:55** A semi came on to the interstate at that point. Trish sped up to tail end it.
"Trish! What are you doing?" Stephanie screamed. Chris opened his eyes to see that they were nearing the back end of a semi.
**10:59** Trish slammed on the brakes, and Chris put his arms in front of his face, as he was thrown out the windshield. Her head hit the steering wheel and Stephanie, who was sitting in the back, hit her head on the center console. The car spun around and Trish slammed her foot on the gas again. The car roared forwards - right towards Chris.
**11:00**
