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Fred gave a groan as he felt the soreness that had encompassed his body as he had slept. He really didn't wake up; he just suddenly realized that he was awake. He also realized that there were two people in front of him. He really couldn't tell who they were though he had an idea who they might be. The thought seemed to pour a bucket of fear right over his head and drench him in terror.
He twitched in fright, "No it can't be." Fred choked out in an exasperated voice.
The woman in front of him looked at him confused.
"What?" she said very confused.
Fred's eyes adjusted to the light that illuminated the room. He saw that these two people were not the people that he had thought that they were. Fred let out a relieved sigh that even further confused the two in front of him.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were other people," Fred said apologetically.
He saw the woman look at him intently.
She probably thinks I'm crazy.
"Your Fred right?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah."
Fred's vision became better very quickly. Soon he was able to make out the two figures. His eyes widened as he realized who they were.
She was really here. It was like a dream come true. He had never in a million years thought that he would ever meet her in person.
"Stephanie?"
Stephanie smiled gently, "Yes, I'm Stephanie."
Fred couldn't believe that she was here. She was smiling at him.
This must be a dream. Why would she be here in front of me? Me of all people.
Then everything began flooding back to him. It was like someone had been holding the dam in his brain and keeping all of his memories out. Then they had suddenly let go. He remembered it all. The pyros, the ring, the gang of people, the ambulances.everything.
And he figured out why she would be here with him. He had saved her life. That was the reason.
Fred managed a small smile, "I've always dreamed of meeting you.
Steph let out a small laugh that distressed Fred, "I dreamed of meeting you as well."
Someone walked in and everyone turned to look except for Fred who just stared at Stephanie.
"Sir," the man who just walked in said to Vince, "They need down with the superstars. They want you to say something."
"Ok," Vince said turning to his daughter in the wheelchair, "Honey, I'm going to go downstairs. Now if you need anything just push the nurse button."
"Ok daddy. I'll see you in a little while," Steph said.
The pair left the room and Stephanie and Fred were left by themselves. They smiled at each other.
"Why did you save me?" Stephanie said getting right to the point.
Fred thought for a moment, wanting to give a good first impression. "I think that it was just instinct. It was like I had to. It was like it was my obligation."
Steph sat there and digested what he just said. There was an awkward silence between the two. Then Stephanie came out with another question.
"Is that why you got yourself hurt so terribly on my behalf?"
"I think that it was that and the fact that I didn't want to see you hurt in any way, shape, or form."
Steph thought for a moment. Then she thought that she might start learning about him.
"Do you live here all by yourself?"
"Yeah," Fred's face suddenly turned sullen at the mention of anyone else. Stephanie decided no to pursue that part of his life.
"Where do you live?"
"In Madera, just north of here."
"What do you do for a living?"
"I work at one of the local papers in Madera."
"Are you an editor or."
"I'm a writer, I write the stories that the paper publishes."
"Have you ever tried being anything else?"
Fred gave a small laugh, "Yeah, I tried being a wrestler for about two years. That didn't work out so."
"What happened?"
"They never wanted me. They always said that I wasn't strong enough. I've been trying to remedy that fact."
Stephanie looked at his arms and beneath the bruises, she saw that he had a very good arm and she had the suspicion that if he didn't have that tape on his stomach that he would have a wash-board stomach as well.
"What about you?" Fred said to Stephanie.
The two adults were talking all morning and were only interrupted when Vince came into the room. The sun was beginning to set. They knew that Vince had wanted to let them talk so he had left them alone, but they didn't say anything.
"Ok you two," Vince said finally interrupting them even though they were deep in conversation, "I think it is time that this little princess to get to bed."
Vince went over and kissed Stephanie on the head. Vince started to roll Steph out of the room.
"You should get to bed as well Fred. I'm sure you could use some," Stephanie said smiling at him.
"I'll make sure I do that," Fred said smiling at her.
"I'll see you tomorrow then, good night," she called back to him from the doorway.
"Good night," Fred called back.
Fred loved her smile. It seemed to brighten him up when he was at his lowest part. He set his head back into his pillow and thought. He thought of her and all that they had talked about. He thought of how she had laughed at his jokes and he thought about how she had smiled at him. It was like there was something else behind it.
So Fred lay there beaten and weathered, very happy. Although he didn't know it. There was a feeling of love that was brewing in his heart. So he slowly drifted to sleep, thinking and smiling.
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A/N: Damn, I'm going really quickly with these chapters. I just feel so compelled to write. Well here's another one.
I do not own any of the WWE or its characters or personas.
Thank you to those who have reviewed and those who are reading this without reviewing. Just, please review. (
So until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
King of Spades
Fred gave a groan as he felt the soreness that had encompassed his body as he had slept. He really didn't wake up; he just suddenly realized that he was awake. He also realized that there were two people in front of him. He really couldn't tell who they were though he had an idea who they might be. The thought seemed to pour a bucket of fear right over his head and drench him in terror.
He twitched in fright, "No it can't be." Fred choked out in an exasperated voice.
The woman in front of him looked at him confused.
"What?" she said very confused.
Fred's eyes adjusted to the light that illuminated the room. He saw that these two people were not the people that he had thought that they were. Fred let out a relieved sigh that even further confused the two in front of him.
"I'm sorry, I thought you were other people," Fred said apologetically.
He saw the woman look at him intently.
She probably thinks I'm crazy.
"Your Fred right?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah."
Fred's vision became better very quickly. Soon he was able to make out the two figures. His eyes widened as he realized who they were.
She was really here. It was like a dream come true. He had never in a million years thought that he would ever meet her in person.
"Stephanie?"
Stephanie smiled gently, "Yes, I'm Stephanie."
Fred couldn't believe that she was here. She was smiling at him.
This must be a dream. Why would she be here in front of me? Me of all people.
Then everything began flooding back to him. It was like someone had been holding the dam in his brain and keeping all of his memories out. Then they had suddenly let go. He remembered it all. The pyros, the ring, the gang of people, the ambulances.everything.
And he figured out why she would be here with him. He had saved her life. That was the reason.
Fred managed a small smile, "I've always dreamed of meeting you.
Steph let out a small laugh that distressed Fred, "I dreamed of meeting you as well."
Someone walked in and everyone turned to look except for Fred who just stared at Stephanie.
"Sir," the man who just walked in said to Vince, "They need down with the superstars. They want you to say something."
"Ok," Vince said turning to his daughter in the wheelchair, "Honey, I'm going to go downstairs. Now if you need anything just push the nurse button."
"Ok daddy. I'll see you in a little while," Steph said.
The pair left the room and Stephanie and Fred were left by themselves. They smiled at each other.
"Why did you save me?" Stephanie said getting right to the point.
Fred thought for a moment, wanting to give a good first impression. "I think that it was just instinct. It was like I had to. It was like it was my obligation."
Steph sat there and digested what he just said. There was an awkward silence between the two. Then Stephanie came out with another question.
"Is that why you got yourself hurt so terribly on my behalf?"
"I think that it was that and the fact that I didn't want to see you hurt in any way, shape, or form."
Steph thought for a moment. Then she thought that she might start learning about him.
"Do you live here all by yourself?"
"Yeah," Fred's face suddenly turned sullen at the mention of anyone else. Stephanie decided no to pursue that part of his life.
"Where do you live?"
"In Madera, just north of here."
"What do you do for a living?"
"I work at one of the local papers in Madera."
"Are you an editor or."
"I'm a writer, I write the stories that the paper publishes."
"Have you ever tried being anything else?"
Fred gave a small laugh, "Yeah, I tried being a wrestler for about two years. That didn't work out so."
"What happened?"
"They never wanted me. They always said that I wasn't strong enough. I've been trying to remedy that fact."
Stephanie looked at his arms and beneath the bruises, she saw that he had a very good arm and she had the suspicion that if he didn't have that tape on his stomach that he would have a wash-board stomach as well.
"What about you?" Fred said to Stephanie.
The two adults were talking all morning and were only interrupted when Vince came into the room. The sun was beginning to set. They knew that Vince had wanted to let them talk so he had left them alone, but they didn't say anything.
"Ok you two," Vince said finally interrupting them even though they were deep in conversation, "I think it is time that this little princess to get to bed."
Vince went over and kissed Stephanie on the head. Vince started to roll Steph out of the room.
"You should get to bed as well Fred. I'm sure you could use some," Stephanie said smiling at him.
"I'll make sure I do that," Fred said smiling at her.
"I'll see you tomorrow then, good night," she called back to him from the doorway.
"Good night," Fred called back.
Fred loved her smile. It seemed to brighten him up when he was at his lowest part. He set his head back into his pillow and thought. He thought of her and all that they had talked about. He thought of how she had laughed at his jokes and he thought about how she had smiled at him. It was like there was something else behind it.
So Fred lay there beaten and weathered, very happy. Although he didn't know it. There was a feeling of love that was brewing in his heart. So he slowly drifted to sleep, thinking and smiling.
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A/N: Damn, I'm going really quickly with these chapters. I just feel so compelled to write. Well here's another one.
I do not own any of the WWE or its characters or personas.
Thank you to those who have reviewed and those who are reading this without reviewing. Just, please review. (
So until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
King of Spades