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A/N: Stupid site, it prevented me from updating my other story, Drop to Zero. That story didn't get updated until yesterday. Thank you to those who are **still** reading this story!! I hope that I have made it enjoyable for you. (I would assume that it is, because if it wasn't then you wouldn't bother with me anymore, would you?) Thank you all who reviewed!! Let me tell you this, I have no intention of stopping this story until I get 200 reviews, which at the current rate, might take a little longer than planned. Anyways, I thought that might be comforting to some. I'm telling you this because I would really like to see this story hit 200. If that means I have to have 60 chapters then, well, I guess so be it. Heads up though, I might need ideas (for XA/N) from time to time, so try to put some ideas in your reviews for me. Thanks a lot, and I'm going to shut up so that we can start this story. Akila: It is about time you updated that story, the only way out is in!! I haven't been able to read and review yet, but I will I promise, you just keep those chapters coming!! Same goes for you, Lizzie Borden!! You need to update Control!!
XA/N: Ok, the whole regime of the GMs has been blown up..
"How is he?" Kazza asked the doctor about her boyfriend Edge, like most of the other girls and guys of the regime were doing. (BTW, I hope that it is ok if I call the group, the regime because that is so much easier to type than the 12 new GMs of RAW.) Edge had suffered a concussion and broken bones. There was something else that they weren't telling her, but she knew it wasn't good.
Kazza herself came off with minimal injuries, despite the "beating" she took. Akila was unconscious, with Jeff sitting by her side. He had taken a few bumps and bruises, not to mention a gash in his forehead, but all in all, he was ok.
Lizzie was unconscious as well, and Chris didn't know about it. He, by far was in the worst shape, but he tied with Steph. Both were slipping fast into a coma. Kurt was worried sick. He was making everyone else want to punch him out in the process. He came off with the least amount of injuries.
Rockie and Rock both were sitting in the main waiting room. Rock had a broken leg and a torn ligament, and Rockie came off with a broken arm. They were sitting across from Skittle, who was not allowed to go in to any of the rooms because she wasn't closely involved with any of them. JB was asleep at the current moment, and Shawn was hobbling over on his crutches to check on her.
The doctor looked at Kazza and shook his head.
"We don't know what will happen, or how he will be. It's the same situation for all of them. When we get any information-"
"You'll let me know." Kazza said in a monotone voice. She'd heard that phrase way too many times in the past 4 hours.
Shawn leaned over to look at JB. He wondered why she hadn't told him. He wondered if she had known. He wondered if...
"It doesn't matter. I could fill my head with 'what if' all day, and it wouldn't change a thing." Shawn muttered. He grabbed a chair and painfully sat down. He really wanted to know if she had known.
Out in the waiting room, Skittle was getting impatient.
"Do they ever give anyone any updates around here?" She muttered to herself. She got up and began to walk down the hall, determined to get some answers....
**
Shawn stared at Chris.
"What?" he asked, not sure if he had heard Chris right.
"I said that I have a plan." Chris repeated with dead seriousness. Shawn shook his head and walked into the house. Chris got out of the car and followed him. When Shawn opened the door, he was tackled by Cameron.
"Daddy!!" He screamed, flailing his arms and hugging Shawn. Shawn chuckled and picked up the boy and swung him around. Chris couldn't help but a make a connection with Cori at that moment, but he ignored it. It was time for payback.
"What's your plan, Chris?" Shawn asked, as he set Cameron down again. Chris sighed. He wasn't sure if he wanted to do it, or if it would even work. Rebecca walked in at that moment and hugged Shawn.
"Welcome back home, baby." She told him. Shawn and Rebecca hugged while Cameron was tugging at Chris' jeans to pick him up.
"Uncle Chris!! I want up!!" He declared. Chris picked him up and slowly, the group made their way into the dining room to eat some dinner.
*
After dinner ended, Shawn and Chris sat outside, drinking a beer, when the subject of Chris' plan came up again.
"What is it, Chris?" Shawn asked him for what seemed like the 40th time that day. "Whatever it is, I promise to help you with it."
"(sigh) All right. Here's what I've got so far. We get Vince to fire him, if he hasn't already. We fight with Hunter and if we kill him, oh well." Chris said. Shawn sat in silence for a few minutes.
"That's the plan?"
"Yep, I told you before you got drunk that I hadn't worked out the fine details yet."
"Obviously not." Shawn muttered. He was soon met with an empty beer can to the head. "Disqualification!!" Shawn yelled at Chris as they both started to wrestle again. For a moment, everything was ok again in the life of Chris Irvine.
**
A/N: Stupid site, it prevented me from updating my other story, Drop to Zero. That story didn't get updated until yesterday. Thank you to those who are **still** reading this story!! I hope that I have made it enjoyable for you. (I would assume that it is, because if it wasn't then you wouldn't bother with me anymore, would you?) Thank you all who reviewed!! Let me tell you this, I have no intention of stopping this story until I get 200 reviews, which at the current rate, might take a little longer than planned. Anyways, I thought that might be comforting to some. I'm telling you this because I would really like to see this story hit 200. If that means I have to have 60 chapters then, well, I guess so be it. Heads up though, I might need ideas (for XA/N) from time to time, so try to put some ideas in your reviews for me. Thanks a lot, and I'm going to shut up so that we can start this story. Akila: It is about time you updated that story, the only way out is in!! I haven't been able to read and review yet, but I will I promise, you just keep those chapters coming!! Same goes for you, Lizzie Borden!! You need to update Control!!
XA/N: Ok, the whole regime of the GMs has been blown up..
"How is he?" Kazza asked the doctor about her boyfriend Edge, like most of the other girls and guys of the regime were doing. (BTW, I hope that it is ok if I call the group, the regime because that is so much easier to type than the 12 new GMs of RAW.) Edge had suffered a concussion and broken bones. There was something else that they weren't telling her, but she knew it wasn't good.
Kazza herself came off with minimal injuries, despite the "beating" she took. Akila was unconscious, with Jeff sitting by her side. He had taken a few bumps and bruises, not to mention a gash in his forehead, but all in all, he was ok.
Lizzie was unconscious as well, and Chris didn't know about it. He, by far was in the worst shape, but he tied with Steph. Both were slipping fast into a coma. Kurt was worried sick. He was making everyone else want to punch him out in the process. He came off with the least amount of injuries.
Rockie and Rock both were sitting in the main waiting room. Rock had a broken leg and a torn ligament, and Rockie came off with a broken arm. They were sitting across from Skittle, who was not allowed to go in to any of the rooms because she wasn't closely involved with any of them. JB was asleep at the current moment, and Shawn was hobbling over on his crutches to check on her.
The doctor looked at Kazza and shook his head.
"We don't know what will happen, or how he will be. It's the same situation for all of them. When we get any information-"
"You'll let me know." Kazza said in a monotone voice. She'd heard that phrase way too many times in the past 4 hours.
Shawn leaned over to look at JB. He wondered why she hadn't told him. He wondered if she had known. He wondered if...
"It doesn't matter. I could fill my head with 'what if' all day, and it wouldn't change a thing." Shawn muttered. He grabbed a chair and painfully sat down. He really wanted to know if she had known.
Out in the waiting room, Skittle was getting impatient.
"Do they ever give anyone any updates around here?" She muttered to herself. She got up and began to walk down the hall, determined to get some answers....
**
Shawn stared at Chris.
"What?" he asked, not sure if he had heard Chris right.
"I said that I have a plan." Chris repeated with dead seriousness. Shawn shook his head and walked into the house. Chris got out of the car and followed him. When Shawn opened the door, he was tackled by Cameron.
"Daddy!!" He screamed, flailing his arms and hugging Shawn. Shawn chuckled and picked up the boy and swung him around. Chris couldn't help but a make a connection with Cori at that moment, but he ignored it. It was time for payback.
"What's your plan, Chris?" Shawn asked, as he set Cameron down again. Chris sighed. He wasn't sure if he wanted to do it, or if it would even work. Rebecca walked in at that moment and hugged Shawn.
"Welcome back home, baby." She told him. Shawn and Rebecca hugged while Cameron was tugging at Chris' jeans to pick him up.
"Uncle Chris!! I want up!!" He declared. Chris picked him up and slowly, the group made their way into the dining room to eat some dinner.
*
After dinner ended, Shawn and Chris sat outside, drinking a beer, when the subject of Chris' plan came up again.
"What is it, Chris?" Shawn asked him for what seemed like the 40th time that day. "Whatever it is, I promise to help you with it."
"(sigh) All right. Here's what I've got so far. We get Vince to fire him, if he hasn't already. We fight with Hunter and if we kill him, oh well." Chris said. Shawn sat in silence for a few minutes.
"That's the plan?"
"Yep, I told you before you got drunk that I hadn't worked out the fine details yet."
"Obviously not." Shawn muttered. He was soon met with an empty beer can to the head. "Disqualification!!" Shawn yelled at Chris as they both started to wrestle again. For a moment, everything was ok again in the life of Chris Irvine.
**