Disclaimer: I still own nothing.
A/N: Sorry that yesterday's chapter was so short. It was raining really bad and I wanted to hurry up and finish that chapter. Today and Tomorrow will be my prime days for updating. I might end up getting 4 chapters up today. Even more if things go the way I plan. OK, enough of my chatting, it's time for another chapter of Next to Nothing.
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"Man, what an adrenaline rush!!" Shawn said once he was backstage again.
"I know!! Did you see the crowd reaction?" Kevin asked him.
"More like did I hear the reaction!!" Shawn laughed. Just then, a couple of WWE officials walked up to Shawn; they said he needed to know something. They walked away a little ways form Kevin and were talking quietly until Shawn started to yell.
"What? Where-Where is she?" he yelled. They told him something else and his blood ran cold. He dashed into the locker room, grabbed his bag and ran back out.
"Shawn what's..."
"I've got to go, Kev. My mom is in the hospital."
**3 Hours Later**
Shawn sat next to the lifeless woman in the hospital bed. He had his head in his hands. Rebecca sat next to him, her hand on his shoulders. Cameron and Hunter were out in the waiting room, playing cards.
Shawn looked up when the doctor entered the room. He cleared his throat and wiped his face. The doctor sat in a chair across from Shawn.
"What happened to her doc?" Shawn asked quietly. The doctor looked at him for a second or two, then started to speak.
"Someone broke into your parent's house. You mother was the only one home, for what reason we don't know, and she was attacked and hit numerous times with a sledgehammer. There was no money or anything taken. They just attacked and left."
"Jesus." Shawn said. He had refrained from cussing since his son was born, and right now was no exception.
"Is she going to be ok?" Rebecca asked the question that Shawn was too afraid to ask. The doctor waited for a little bit, as if considering his answer, then he spoke.
"As you know, right now you and she is in the Intensive Care Unit because of the possibility of internal injuries. At this point in time, she has a 50/50 chance of living and dying. We should be able to narrow it down within a couple of hours."
Shawn had been pacing the room while this was going on, but when he heard that his mother might die because of someone's incompetence, he was outraged and sobered at the same time. He had so many different emotions running through him at that moment, he didn't know what to do. His legs seemed to make the decision for him, and he kind of collapsed into his chair. The doctor got up to leave.
"My prayers are with you, Mr. Michaels. If she makes it through tonight, you can consider yourself the luckiest man alive. Her injuries look pretty bad." And with that, he left. Shawn didn't know how to act, so he just sat there with a look of shock on his face. Rebecca tried to offer him sympathy, but he waved her off.
"Hey, Becky, do you think that you could kind of leave me alone for a little bit?" He asked softly. Rebecca didn't look surprised.
"Sure, babe, whatever you want." She said and headed for the door. While she was walking, she thought, "The more time you grieve over not being there, the more you think about your ring comeback being wrong, the sooner you're back to me."
"Hey hon?" Shawn asked suddenly. Rebecca stopped and turned around.
"Yeah?"
"Can you send Cameron in here? I think that he needs to see her, too." Rebecca looked skeptical, but then relented.
"Sure, he'll be here in a minute or two." Shawn smiled gratefully. Cameron walked into the room, not long after that. He boldly crossed the room to his father, like he was somebody special.
"What's wrong with Nanna, daddy?" Cameron asked, seeing that Shawn was obviously upset. Shawn lifted his head and placed his son in his lap.
"Well, Cameron, she's dying-putting it simply." Shawn said.
"What does dying mean daddy?" Shawn sighed.
"Well, dying is when your body is just too old to go on, so it just gives up. After that, your soul wither goes to heaven or hell."
"Oh." Cameron said. His father had read him some things from the Bible before and he remembered that "hell" place. It was bad. "So she's not gonna be around anymore?"
Shawn sighed again and had to bite his tongue not to cry. "I don't know." He admitted.
"But daddy, I don't want her to go!!" Cameron wailed.
"I don't either, son." Both then began to cry. Shawn grabbed his son and held him close. He slowly rocked both Cameron and himself to a restless sleep in the plastic, hospital chair.
A/N: Sorry that yesterday's chapter was so short. It was raining really bad and I wanted to hurry up and finish that chapter. Today and Tomorrow will be my prime days for updating. I might end up getting 4 chapters up today. Even more if things go the way I plan. OK, enough of my chatting, it's time for another chapter of Next to Nothing.
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"Man, what an adrenaline rush!!" Shawn said once he was backstage again.
"I know!! Did you see the crowd reaction?" Kevin asked him.
"More like did I hear the reaction!!" Shawn laughed. Just then, a couple of WWE officials walked up to Shawn; they said he needed to know something. They walked away a little ways form Kevin and were talking quietly until Shawn started to yell.
"What? Where-Where is she?" he yelled. They told him something else and his blood ran cold. He dashed into the locker room, grabbed his bag and ran back out.
"Shawn what's..."
"I've got to go, Kev. My mom is in the hospital."
**3 Hours Later**
Shawn sat next to the lifeless woman in the hospital bed. He had his head in his hands. Rebecca sat next to him, her hand on his shoulders. Cameron and Hunter were out in the waiting room, playing cards.
Shawn looked up when the doctor entered the room. He cleared his throat and wiped his face. The doctor sat in a chair across from Shawn.
"What happened to her doc?" Shawn asked quietly. The doctor looked at him for a second or two, then started to speak.
"Someone broke into your parent's house. You mother was the only one home, for what reason we don't know, and she was attacked and hit numerous times with a sledgehammer. There was no money or anything taken. They just attacked and left."
"Jesus." Shawn said. He had refrained from cussing since his son was born, and right now was no exception.
"Is she going to be ok?" Rebecca asked the question that Shawn was too afraid to ask. The doctor waited for a little bit, as if considering his answer, then he spoke.
"As you know, right now you and she is in the Intensive Care Unit because of the possibility of internal injuries. At this point in time, she has a 50/50 chance of living and dying. We should be able to narrow it down within a couple of hours."
Shawn had been pacing the room while this was going on, but when he heard that his mother might die because of someone's incompetence, he was outraged and sobered at the same time. He had so many different emotions running through him at that moment, he didn't know what to do. His legs seemed to make the decision for him, and he kind of collapsed into his chair. The doctor got up to leave.
"My prayers are with you, Mr. Michaels. If she makes it through tonight, you can consider yourself the luckiest man alive. Her injuries look pretty bad." And with that, he left. Shawn didn't know how to act, so he just sat there with a look of shock on his face. Rebecca tried to offer him sympathy, but he waved her off.
"Hey, Becky, do you think that you could kind of leave me alone for a little bit?" He asked softly. Rebecca didn't look surprised.
"Sure, babe, whatever you want." She said and headed for the door. While she was walking, she thought, "The more time you grieve over not being there, the more you think about your ring comeback being wrong, the sooner you're back to me."
"Hey hon?" Shawn asked suddenly. Rebecca stopped and turned around.
"Yeah?"
"Can you send Cameron in here? I think that he needs to see her, too." Rebecca looked skeptical, but then relented.
"Sure, he'll be here in a minute or two." Shawn smiled gratefully. Cameron walked into the room, not long after that. He boldly crossed the room to his father, like he was somebody special.
"What's wrong with Nanna, daddy?" Cameron asked, seeing that Shawn was obviously upset. Shawn lifted his head and placed his son in his lap.
"Well, Cameron, she's dying-putting it simply." Shawn said.
"What does dying mean daddy?" Shawn sighed.
"Well, dying is when your body is just too old to go on, so it just gives up. After that, your soul wither goes to heaven or hell."
"Oh." Cameron said. His father had read him some things from the Bible before and he remembered that "hell" place. It was bad. "So she's not gonna be around anymore?"
Shawn sighed again and had to bite his tongue not to cry. "I don't know." He admitted.
"But daddy, I don't want her to go!!" Cameron wailed.
"I don't either, son." Both then began to cry. Shawn grabbed his son and held him close. He slowly rocked both Cameron and himself to a restless sleep in the plastic, hospital chair.