Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, blah, blah, blah.

A/N: Well, that wonderful time of year has come again. School has started around these parts. Yay.....Yeah right. School sucks in general, but it sucks more since I am only a freshman in high school, and I fully, truly believe that one of my teachers is psychotic. Oh well, more inspiration for my stories, right? OK, on to the next chapter.

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6:00-7:00PM

**6:00** The helicopter slowly landed, and the news crew that Shane, Eric and Linda had seen earlier hopped out and jogged over to them.

"Were both of you in the plane crash that occurred about 5 miles back?" the news reporter asked.

"Yes." Chris yelled, shouting over the noise of the helicopter. "We are the only survivors."

"Do either of you need any medical attention?" Stephanie and Chris both shook their heads.

"No, what we really need is a ride to Stamford." Stephanie said.

"It's the same place we were trying to get to before our plane crashed." Chris added. The new reporter looked at the two of them then looked at her crew. All of them shrugged.

"Follow me." She said. Chris locked hands with Stephanie and they followed the woman onto the helicopter. The pilot waited until everyone was safely buckled in, then he took off for Stamford.

**6:04** Eric had been staring at Linda for quite a while, and now he moved over to sit by her. He put an arm around her as she was sobbing.

"There, there, Linda. I'm sure that they're fine. If anyone could survive a plane crash, its those two." Eric said the last part with a trace of resentment in his voice. Linda leaned over and began to sob into his chest.

"But Vince.....he's...he's dead....and now.....Stephanie..." Eric rolled his eyes, but patted her on the back to help comfort her.

"It will all work out, I promise you. Everything will be fine." Eric insisted. Linda dried her eyes a little.

"I'm sorry, I'm not normally like this." She said.

"Don't worry about it. With all the stuff you've gone through today. You deserve a little time to cry." Eric reassured her.

**6:13** Cameron and Kevin walked into the airport terminal and began to head down to the baggage claim area.

"Do you think that Dad is okay?" Cameron asked Kevin as they were walking.

"I think that your dad is just fine. He's probably waiting on us to show up right now."

"What about Mommy?" Cameron asked. Kevin stopped walking for a second and hunched down until he was almost Cameron's height.

"I don't know where your mom is, but I'm sure that the police are going to find her. She won't ever hurt you again." Kevin promised. Cameron nodded.

**6:17** Jay and Torrie were running on the treadmills when Randy Orton and Batista walked into the weight room.

"Can you believe that? The company plane crashed. I hope that whoever was one it, got off ok." Randy said to Batista.

"Me too, but Shane said that the news reporter said they hadn't found any survivors yet." Batista said. Jay stopped the treadmill and walked over to them.

"Did Shane say who was on the plane?" Jay asked. Orton and Batista looked at him.

"Yeah, he said that Irvine and Steph were on the plane." Orton told him. Torrie began to walk over to them.

"Where was Vince then, I thought that he was supposed to be with them?" Batista asked. Orton.

"No, he was killed in the hospital explosion, remember?"

"Hospital explosion?" Jay asked, more confused than ever.

"Yeah, Irvine and Steph were at the hospital, so Vince went to pay them a visit. No more than 10 minutes after Vince showed up, the place gets blown to smithereens. They're still not sure who did that." Orton said.

**6:23** "Shawn, TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!!!! Why are you keeping your mouth shut??" Mark bellowed. Shawn coughed out more blood and glared up at him.

"To piss you off." he muttered. Mark grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him up.

"You know that Bischoff is behind most of what has happened today. What I want to know is how YOU found this out." Mark threatened. Shawn was so tired and the pain was beginning to get to him, but he refused to give in. He knew that Vince wouldn't have given in if it came to the lives of his superstars. He'd be damned if he was going to let Vince die for no reason.

"Bite me." Shawn whispered. Mark slammed Shawn's head against the wall, and knocked him unconscious.

"I'll get my answers soon enough." Mark muttered before leaving the room and locking Shawn in.

**6:26** Chris leaned back against the seat as he saw the fields roll past. Stephanie was already asleep in his lap. Asleep was where he wanted to be, but he wouldn't let himself until this day was completely over. He ran his fingers through her hair. God knew that it had been one hell of a long day.

"Not that it is any of my business, but are you two married or something?" the news reporter, Wendy, asked him. Chris smirked and turned to look at her.

"Something like that, yeah." He said. Wendy smiled back at him.

"It's nice to know that true couples still exist out there. It gives hope for the rest of us." She said.

"Well, we aren't exactly what you would call a picture-perfect couple. We split up about two years ago, but it seems like we might get back together after today." Chris told her. "Oh, hey, do you have a cell phone that I can use? I need to call my uh-brother, Jay." Wendy nodded and handed him her cell phone.

"You'll have to yell at him." She warned.

"Yeah, I know." Chris said distantly while dialing the number.

**6:32** Jay walked into the men's locker room right as his cell phone rang. He grabbed it and walked back out into the hall.

"Hello?" he asked. He heard a very loud noise on the other end.

"Jay?" Chris' voice sounded across the line.

"Chris!!" Jay nearly screamed. He tried to keep his voice down. "Is that you? Where are you, man?"

"Yes, you idiot, it's me. I'm in a helicopter on my way to Stamford, finally."

"What the hell has happened to you today, man?" Jay asked him. Chris chuckled.

"More than I can explain to you on the phone. I promise I'll fill you in as soon as I can. Until then, I have a weird request."

"What is it?"

"Don't tell anyone you talked to me. I want it to be a surprise when I get there." Chris said, fully aware of Wendy staring at him, hanging on his every word. He wasn't suspicious of her; she was a news reporter. She was supposed to be nosy. He still couldn't risk this being leaked.

"Sure, why?"

"Just do as I ask." Chris said.

"All right, but when will you be here?"

"As soon as I can be." Chris said, then hung up. He handed the phone back to Wendy.

**6:44** "You know, it has finally dawned on me who you are." Wendy said. Chris gave her an uneasy look. She continued, "You're Chris Jericho from the WWE, that's why you were on that plane, wasn't it?" Chris relaxed.

"Yeah, I am Chris Jericho, and this lady here, is none other than Stephanie McMahon." He told her. She beamed.

"I watch RAW all the time!! I feel so stupid for not recognizing you earlier!!" Chris smiled. Would wonders never cease? A wrestling-loving news reporter. Who would've thought?

**6:51** Shane returned to find an empty VIP room. He sighed.

"Great, now Mom is probably running around, trying to be the boss again." He rolled his eyes. Then, he turned around and walked out the door. Had he checked in the bathroom, he would've found a very interesting sight. Very interesting indeed.

**6:55** Jay stuffed his cell phone back in his bag. He was glad that Chris was okay, but he wondered why he was being so secretive. He supposed that Chris would everything when he got here. Jay sat down on the bench in the locker room. Lance Strom walked out of the showers.

"Hey, Jay," He said in his usual monotone voice.

"Hello Lance," Jay said back. Mark Calloway walked in at that moment, and he walked past them so fast, they barely knew it was him.

**6:59** "Wonder what he's in such a hurry for." Lance muttered to Jay. Jay shrugged. He heard Mark turn the shower on, then he noticed something. As the water was rolling out of Mark's stall, there was an odd coloring to it.

The water was red.

**7:00** Red like the color of blood.