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One Month Later
Brock walked into the locker room just as Dave was hanging up his cell phone with a big smile on his face. "What were you doing on the phone, getting it off with your girl?" Brock said playfully to him.
Dave threw a towel at him, "No, I just got done working out the details for Aly's birthday party tomorrow jerk, what are you doing?"
"Just getting ready to shower up and head off to Nicole and Mya." Brock said with a smile. "We're going out to my parent's house."
"That's cool. I'm just waiting for my match so I can get on to my house. Trish and Aly are there. I'm picking up Aly's best friend from Texas and Jenni at the airport after the show and bringing her out for the party and then Aly's flying home with them the next day. Aly's got a whole bunch of her friends from Virginia coming too. So I'll be the only male at the house." Dave said shaking his head.
"Dave, 7 minutes." One of the agents said through the door to the locker room.
"Well, better go, I'm in a big tag match with Randy against the Dudleys, I'll see ya later." Dave said getting up and heading out the door.
Dave met up with Randy and the Dudleys, and they all headed out to their match.
Later that night, the house phone rang at Dave's house. Aly answered it, "Hello? Yeah she's here, please hold." Aly ran into the living room, "Trish, phone is for you."
"Hello? Yes this is her, uh-huh, uh-huh, oh god, ok, I'll be here waiting. Thank you." Trish hung up the phone with her face pale.
"What's wrong Trish, what's going on?" Aly asked with concern.
"Well, hon, you're dad got injured in a match tonight. He is in the emergency room. He's arranged for Brock to pick-up your sister at the airport and he's going to drop her off. The show was in Louisville, so when they release him, he'll come home." Trish explained to Aly, "That was the doctor, your dad told him to call us. Your dad will call when he can."
Aly went over to Trish, "How hurt is he?"
"I'm not certain, I know that he sustained a head injury, but it didn't sound too serious." Trish said rubbing Aly's back.
"Aly leaned over and held Trish, "I just worry about him."
Trish held her close. "I understand, I'm worried too. But the doctor didn't make it out to sound too serious. So I'm sure he'll be ok."
They sat on the couch watching tv until Aly fell asleep. Then Trish got up and put on her yoga video. She always did yoga when she was stressed out. She was in deep concentration when her cell phone rang. She jumped and wound up hitting her head on the floor. "Hello?" She said rubbing her head.
"Hey babe, how ya doin'?" Brock asked her. They had gotten to be good friends since her and Dave got together, but the greeting startled her a little.
"I'm ok, do you know what happened to Dave?" Trish asked him. "And you'd better not let Nicole hear you callin' me babe."
"Yeah, yeah. I forgot that I called you and not her, and you answered the phone like she does and I wasn't paying attention. But, if you liked it, she would never know what I call you." Brock joked with her. "But, one match sent 3 people to the hospital."
"WHAT?!?!" Trish exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me. What the hell happened?"
"Nope, not kidding. Dave, Randy and Bubba all went to the hospital."
"Holy shit, did a tables match go that wrong?" Trish asked.
"I have no clue, I was getting ready to leave when I heard everyone going nuts backstage."
"Wow, that's crazy." Trish replied.
"So I thought that I'd let you know that I have the girls and we're headed to the hospital to pick up Dave because he won't be able to drive."
"Why won't he be able to drive?" Trish asked frantically.
"I'm sure they'll have him doped on painkillers." Brock responded calmly, "If he's able to, do you want me to have him call you?"
"Please? I'd appreciate it." Trish answered.
"Not a problem, I'll see ya soon." Brock said and hung up.
Trish hung up and went back to her yoga.
Dave walked out of the E.R. with his arm in a sling and he was rubbing his temples when he glanced over and seen Brock sitting there with a sleeping girl under both arm. "What are you doing here?" Dave asked him.
"Well, I called Nicole and told her that I would be a few hours late and I went and picked up the girls for ya. But then I started thinking about how you probably would be on painkillers and wouldn't be able to drive home, so I called Nicole back and told her that I would meet her at the airport and we would head out to the farm from there."
Dave smiled, "Thanks, I appreciate it. I've been holding off on taking the painkillers because I knew that I had to make it home."
"Well, take your pills, then tell me the story on how it all happned." Brock responded.
Dave took them and leaned down to the girls, "Jenni, Dana, come on, let's go home."
They woke up and he hugged Jenni, "I've missed you."
She hugged him back, "I've missed you too."
He shook Dana's hand, "It's nice to meet you finally. Sorry you guys had to come here."
Jenni piped up, "It's ok, Brock makes a good teddy bear."
Dave laughed and looked at Brock, "Let's go you big teddy bear."
Brock pointed at him, "Watch it, or I'll make sure you come back real soon."
They all laughed and headed out. "Dad, what happened, the suspense is killing us." Jenni said in a very dramatic voice.
Dave chuckled, "let's get out to the truck and I'll tell you the whole story, but I have to make a quick stop."
They walked down the hall towards the exit and Dave stopped and poked his head in a room, "Psst.good luck. I'll talk to ya soon." He waved and continued walking.
"Who was that?" Brock asked.
"Randy. Bubba left a few hours ago. Randy's getting ready to leave too." Dave replied.
They got to the truck and set out towards Virginia.
"Ok, it's story time." Dave went over all of the details in the match. It finally ended with Bubba severely spraining his lower back, Randy broke and dislocated 3 bones in his foot, and I had a slight concussion and a torn biceps muscle. I came to in the ambulance next to Randy. D-Von drove Bubba in."
Brock shook his head, "Damn, talk about the match from hell. Man I'm sorry to hear about your arm, how long are you out for?"
"Not sure yet, I go to see Dr. Andrews in a couple days."
"Well I wish you the best of luck. How are you feeling otherwise?" Brock asked.
"Like shit." Dave said with a laugh. "They have me on some pretty powerful painkillers though. Tomorrow I'm going to try and not take any. I don't want to be all drugged up for Aly's birthday party."
"I hear you on that." Brock agreed.
Pretty soon, the girls were asleep, and Dave was carrying on a conversation with himself and attempting to include Brock. Brock could tell the painkillers kicked in. He was talking about all sorts of wild things he apparently used to do. But Brock could tell they were pretty bogus stories. Dave just wasn't the type.
Brock helped Dave to the door, he took Dave's keys out and unlocked the door and helped him inside. Suddenly the lights came on and Trish was headed towards them.
She ran over and helped Brock get him up and into the bed. They left him in there and walked downstairs to the couch. Trish got the girls settled and sat down beside Brock. "So what's going on? Thanks for having him call me." She said.
"He told me how the injuries happened and soon he was on cloud 9. The painkillers they gave him are pretty strong. He babbled almost the whole way here about all sorts of various stories that supposedly happened."
Trish laughed, "You have to get some sleep if you're going to have some energy for your little one. But I would love to hear what all he talked about sometime."
"Not a problem, but I don't think any of it was true." Brock said shaking his head, "Some of it was some whacked out shit from "when he was younger" and "before he met Angie", I'm telling you, these stories were way out in left field. But I'll tell ya one day when we need something interesting to talk about."
Trish laughed, "Sounds great." She gave Brock a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for all of your help tonight, I really appreciate it, and I know Dave does to."
She got up and went to bed. Tomorrow would be a big day.
**Thanks for being so patient between chapters!! I hope everyone is still enjoying this story. Please continue to read and review! New chapter out by tomorrow, promise!!**
One Month Later
Brock walked into the locker room just as Dave was hanging up his cell phone with a big smile on his face. "What were you doing on the phone, getting it off with your girl?" Brock said playfully to him.
Dave threw a towel at him, "No, I just got done working out the details for Aly's birthday party tomorrow jerk, what are you doing?"
"Just getting ready to shower up and head off to Nicole and Mya." Brock said with a smile. "We're going out to my parent's house."
"That's cool. I'm just waiting for my match so I can get on to my house. Trish and Aly are there. I'm picking up Aly's best friend from Texas and Jenni at the airport after the show and bringing her out for the party and then Aly's flying home with them the next day. Aly's got a whole bunch of her friends from Virginia coming too. So I'll be the only male at the house." Dave said shaking his head.
"Dave, 7 minutes." One of the agents said through the door to the locker room.
"Well, better go, I'm in a big tag match with Randy against the Dudleys, I'll see ya later." Dave said getting up and heading out the door.
Dave met up with Randy and the Dudleys, and they all headed out to their match.
Later that night, the house phone rang at Dave's house. Aly answered it, "Hello? Yeah she's here, please hold." Aly ran into the living room, "Trish, phone is for you."
"Hello? Yes this is her, uh-huh, uh-huh, oh god, ok, I'll be here waiting. Thank you." Trish hung up the phone with her face pale.
"What's wrong Trish, what's going on?" Aly asked with concern.
"Well, hon, you're dad got injured in a match tonight. He is in the emergency room. He's arranged for Brock to pick-up your sister at the airport and he's going to drop her off. The show was in Louisville, so when they release him, he'll come home." Trish explained to Aly, "That was the doctor, your dad told him to call us. Your dad will call when he can."
Aly went over to Trish, "How hurt is he?"
"I'm not certain, I know that he sustained a head injury, but it didn't sound too serious." Trish said rubbing Aly's back.
"Aly leaned over and held Trish, "I just worry about him."
Trish held her close. "I understand, I'm worried too. But the doctor didn't make it out to sound too serious. So I'm sure he'll be ok."
They sat on the couch watching tv until Aly fell asleep. Then Trish got up and put on her yoga video. She always did yoga when she was stressed out. She was in deep concentration when her cell phone rang. She jumped and wound up hitting her head on the floor. "Hello?" She said rubbing her head.
"Hey babe, how ya doin'?" Brock asked her. They had gotten to be good friends since her and Dave got together, but the greeting startled her a little.
"I'm ok, do you know what happened to Dave?" Trish asked him. "And you'd better not let Nicole hear you callin' me babe."
"Yeah, yeah. I forgot that I called you and not her, and you answered the phone like she does and I wasn't paying attention. But, if you liked it, she would never know what I call you." Brock joked with her. "But, one match sent 3 people to the hospital."
"WHAT?!?!" Trish exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me. What the hell happened?"
"Nope, not kidding. Dave, Randy and Bubba all went to the hospital."
"Holy shit, did a tables match go that wrong?" Trish asked.
"I have no clue, I was getting ready to leave when I heard everyone going nuts backstage."
"Wow, that's crazy." Trish replied.
"So I thought that I'd let you know that I have the girls and we're headed to the hospital to pick up Dave because he won't be able to drive."
"Why won't he be able to drive?" Trish asked frantically.
"I'm sure they'll have him doped on painkillers." Brock responded calmly, "If he's able to, do you want me to have him call you?"
"Please? I'd appreciate it." Trish answered.
"Not a problem, I'll see ya soon." Brock said and hung up.
Trish hung up and went back to her yoga.
Dave walked out of the E.R. with his arm in a sling and he was rubbing his temples when he glanced over and seen Brock sitting there with a sleeping girl under both arm. "What are you doing here?" Dave asked him.
"Well, I called Nicole and told her that I would be a few hours late and I went and picked up the girls for ya. But then I started thinking about how you probably would be on painkillers and wouldn't be able to drive home, so I called Nicole back and told her that I would meet her at the airport and we would head out to the farm from there."
Dave smiled, "Thanks, I appreciate it. I've been holding off on taking the painkillers because I knew that I had to make it home."
"Well, take your pills, then tell me the story on how it all happned." Brock responded.
Dave took them and leaned down to the girls, "Jenni, Dana, come on, let's go home."
They woke up and he hugged Jenni, "I've missed you."
She hugged him back, "I've missed you too."
He shook Dana's hand, "It's nice to meet you finally. Sorry you guys had to come here."
Jenni piped up, "It's ok, Brock makes a good teddy bear."
Dave laughed and looked at Brock, "Let's go you big teddy bear."
Brock pointed at him, "Watch it, or I'll make sure you come back real soon."
They all laughed and headed out. "Dad, what happened, the suspense is killing us." Jenni said in a very dramatic voice.
Dave chuckled, "let's get out to the truck and I'll tell you the whole story, but I have to make a quick stop."
They walked down the hall towards the exit and Dave stopped and poked his head in a room, "Psst.good luck. I'll talk to ya soon." He waved and continued walking.
"Who was that?" Brock asked.
"Randy. Bubba left a few hours ago. Randy's getting ready to leave too." Dave replied.
They got to the truck and set out towards Virginia.
"Ok, it's story time." Dave went over all of the details in the match. It finally ended with Bubba severely spraining his lower back, Randy broke and dislocated 3 bones in his foot, and I had a slight concussion and a torn biceps muscle. I came to in the ambulance next to Randy. D-Von drove Bubba in."
Brock shook his head, "Damn, talk about the match from hell. Man I'm sorry to hear about your arm, how long are you out for?"
"Not sure yet, I go to see Dr. Andrews in a couple days."
"Well I wish you the best of luck. How are you feeling otherwise?" Brock asked.
"Like shit." Dave said with a laugh. "They have me on some pretty powerful painkillers though. Tomorrow I'm going to try and not take any. I don't want to be all drugged up for Aly's birthday party."
"I hear you on that." Brock agreed.
Pretty soon, the girls were asleep, and Dave was carrying on a conversation with himself and attempting to include Brock. Brock could tell the painkillers kicked in. He was talking about all sorts of wild things he apparently used to do. But Brock could tell they were pretty bogus stories. Dave just wasn't the type.
Brock helped Dave to the door, he took Dave's keys out and unlocked the door and helped him inside. Suddenly the lights came on and Trish was headed towards them.
She ran over and helped Brock get him up and into the bed. They left him in there and walked downstairs to the couch. Trish got the girls settled and sat down beside Brock. "So what's going on? Thanks for having him call me." She said.
"He told me how the injuries happened and soon he was on cloud 9. The painkillers they gave him are pretty strong. He babbled almost the whole way here about all sorts of various stories that supposedly happened."
Trish laughed, "You have to get some sleep if you're going to have some energy for your little one. But I would love to hear what all he talked about sometime."
"Not a problem, but I don't think any of it was true." Brock said shaking his head, "Some of it was some whacked out shit from "when he was younger" and "before he met Angie", I'm telling you, these stories were way out in left field. But I'll tell ya one day when we need something interesting to talk about."
Trish laughed, "Sounds great." She gave Brock a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for all of your help tonight, I really appreciate it, and I know Dave does to."
She got up and went to bed. Tomorrow would be a big day.
**Thanks for being so patient between chapters!! I hope everyone is still enjoying this story. Please continue to read and review! New chapter out by tomorrow, promise!!**