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A/N: Hello everyone!! 143 reviews!! Freaking cool!! I know the last chapter was kind of short, and I'm sorry about that. Hopefully this one will end up being longer. Not really anything else to say, so I'll just start typing the chapter.
XA/N: (Still haven't heard from Showstoppa, so, we're just going to keep on, sound good? Thought so.)
Skittle began to walk down the main hallway of the hospital. She peeked in every room that she came across, but did not find the person that she was looking for. She turned the corner at the end of the hallway, only to have a hand clamped over her mouth and her world cast into darkness.
Kazza rubbed her temples and sighed again. Edge was not making any progress as far as healing was concerned. She knew that everyone was in pretty bad shape. She leaned back in the hospital chair and stared out the window.
Lizzie blinked and yawned as she woke up. She looked around the room, and didn't see Chris anywhere around. The thought struck her as odd. She patted her stomach absently, and thought about what she had to tell him when she saw him again. She wondered how he would take to being a father.
Jeff patted Akila's hand as she came back into consciousness. She blinked a few times and smiled when she saw Jeff sitting in front of her.
"Hey babe." He said, kissing her hand. Akila looked at him for a minute.
"What's the story with you and that Skittle girl?" She asked sleepily. Jeff sighed a little bit and moved his eyes to the floor. Akila knew that something had happened between them in the past.
"It's hard to explain...But I promise that someday I will tell you what happened." Jeff answered. Akila sighed herself, and nodded her head.
Kurt Angle sat, staring at Steph while machines beeped endlessly in the room with him. He felt like crying, but he promised himself that he wouldn't. He simply buried his head in his hands and prayed.
Shawn hobbled his way back into the waiting room. He couldn't bear to be sitting next to someone he felt like he couldn't trust. He sat down next to Rock and Rockie and began to watch re-runs of 'As The World Turns'.
Not too far away, Skittle was screaming as loud as she could, but no one heard her. She was being dragged out of the building by someone with immensely huge arms...
**
Shawn bolted up in his bed. His face was covered in sweat and his breathing was heavy.
That dream.
Again.
Shawn shook his head and got out of bed. The clock on his nightstand said 3:00AM, but he could've cared less. He put his robe on and walked out into the hall. He glanced down at Cameron's room, and noticed that the door was open. He walked down into the room and saw Chris sitting next to Cameron's bed. Tears were rolling down his face, and he was holding a picture in his hands.
Shawn walked closer to Chris, and noticed that he had a bottle of rum in his other hand. He leaned in over Chris' shoulder and looked at the picture. It was actually two pictures in the frame. One was a picture of Cori and Cameron playing house. The second, was of Chris and Cori. They'd had the picture taken earlier in the year. Shawn felt his heart sink.
"Chris," Shawn whispered, trying not to wake his son up. "Chris, do you want to go down to the kitchen with me, grab some grub and watch some TV?" Chris took another swig of the rum and slightly raised his eyes to look at Shawn.
"Sure savior Shawn!! Make my life better again!! Bring Cori back from the dead." Chris slurred. Shawn grabbed his arm and hauled him up from the chair. They left Cameron's room and headed downstairs into the kitchen.
"Now," Shawn said as he flipped the light on. "Pour that junk out and sit at the counter here." Chris held onto the bottle for a few more seconds, then walked over to the sink and poured it out. The tears still rolled down his face, and Chris sat on the barstool in front of Shawn's counter. Chris sat the picture on the counter and then buried his head in his hands.
"Chris, none of this is your fault. You need to understand that bec-" Shawn started when Chris cut him off.
"I know that it is not my fault Shawn. It's Hunter's fault. All his fault. My only problem with this whole ordeal is the fact that I knew that she'd been kidnapped by him, even if I was only going on a hunch. Maybe if I'd have followed my gut and tried to find her, I could've changed something." Chris muttered. Shawn sighed. Making Chris realize that he couldn't have changed anything was going to be tough.
"Chris, no matter what you would've done, someone was going to die. Maybe it wouldn't have been Cori, maybe it would've been Liz." Shawn said. Chris showed a look of surprise; he hadn't thought of that. "Or, it could've been you, like you want it to be." Chris lowered his gaze from Shawn.
"I know that you're right, but I just don't want to believe it. I just...." Chris trailed off. Then, he deadlocked his eyes with Shawn's. "I want him to pay Shawn, if I have to go to prison for it, then so be it. I'm not afraid of crossing that line anymore. Unfortunately, that might mean sacrificing my relationship with Liz, but I just don't think I could settle for beating the shit out of him. I probably won't be satisfied with killing him, either." Chris finished, lowering his eyes again. Shawn sighed and knew that he was going to be in a tough spot with this.
"Shawn?" Rebecca asked from the stairs. Shawn felt horrible. She'd heard every word that Chris had just said.
"Becky, can you go back upstairs for a few minutes?" Shawn asked.
"The phone rang....it's....it's Hunter." Rebecca said shakily. Chris' body visibly tightened. He restrained himself from doing anything irrational, though. Shawn sighed.
"Give me the phone." Shawn said. Chris gave Shawn a glare that was normally reserved for the people he fought in the ring. Rebecca handed him the phone that she had been covering the mouthpiece of.
"Hello?" Shawn asked. Chris' hands became fists as he struggled to hold his tongue and his temper in check.
"Hey Shawn, is Chris there? Nope, never mind, I already know the answer to that question. I'll just cut right to the chase. Put him on for me, will you?" Hunter said into the phone.
"I don't think that's a very good idea right now Hunter." Shawn said. Rebecca stood behind Chris as Cameron stumbled his way downstairs.
"Why not? I have to tell him something." Hunter said again, his tone of voice hinting that he was up to something.
"I'll put you on speaker." Shawn said. He then put Hunter on speaker phone. Rebecca held onto Cameron as Shawn moved the whole phone closer to Chris.
"Hey Chris!!" Hunter shouted joyfully through the phone. Chris cleared his throat and unclenched his fists.
"Hey Hunter, how are you?" Chris said, sounding as cheerful as he could. If he couldn't inflict physical pain yet, he would piss him off by using mental power.
"Not bad, thanks for asking. Now Chris, I know we've had a few misunderstandings in the past, and I think that this whole thing with Cori is another one of those misunderstandings." Hunter said. Shawn whispered for Rebecca to take Cameron upstairs, but she stood where she was, so he just wrapped his arms around her. Chris took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I mean, you know I was trying to get to Shawn. That was my only goal. Still is, as a matter of fact. But you know what? Your daughter actually screwed up my plan. She became attached to Shawn, much like you did, and that posed a problem. There wasn't supposed to be anyone to extract revenge on me once I was finished. She wasn't the only one, though. Rebecca and Cameron also posed as problems, but I suppose I could've taken them out at some point or another."
"Get to the point Hunter." Chris said, his tone wavering slightly.
"Oh, there really isn't a point, just this......" Hunter said as things moved around on the other end. A woman's voice came on the phone.
"Dad?" She asked hopefully into the phone. Chris felt his blood boil.
"Cori, what the hell?" Chris yelled as a gunshot was heard on the other end. More noise was on the other end.
"What did you do? Stop playing with me you f-" Chris started to say, but was cut off again.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I'm just so proud of killing her, knowing that you were helpless." Chris flew into a rage.
"You son of a bitch!" Chris said, pounding the phone. Tears that had slowed before were now falling freely again. "I swear to you and anyone else around here, with God as my witness, I WILL kill you Hunter. I will kill you-" Chris started to rant when Hunter cut him off.
"You'd better do it soon, Chris. Next time it will be your little girlfriend." Hunter said before hanging up.
"I'm gonna kill you!! " Chris screamed again, as he ripped the phone from where it was, and slung it against the wall in his blind rage. His worn body slumped against the wall and his tears fell faster. Rebecca took Cameron back upstairs as Shawn knelt next to him.
"I'm gonna kill him Shawn. I don't care what it takes." Chris said with dead sincerity. Shawn could only wish he was joking.
A/N: Hello everyone!! 143 reviews!! Freaking cool!! I know the last chapter was kind of short, and I'm sorry about that. Hopefully this one will end up being longer. Not really anything else to say, so I'll just start typing the chapter.
XA/N: (Still haven't heard from Showstoppa, so, we're just going to keep on, sound good? Thought so.)
Skittle began to walk down the main hallway of the hospital. She peeked in every room that she came across, but did not find the person that she was looking for. She turned the corner at the end of the hallway, only to have a hand clamped over her mouth and her world cast into darkness.
Kazza rubbed her temples and sighed again. Edge was not making any progress as far as healing was concerned. She knew that everyone was in pretty bad shape. She leaned back in the hospital chair and stared out the window.
Lizzie blinked and yawned as she woke up. She looked around the room, and didn't see Chris anywhere around. The thought struck her as odd. She patted her stomach absently, and thought about what she had to tell him when she saw him again. She wondered how he would take to being a father.
Jeff patted Akila's hand as she came back into consciousness. She blinked a few times and smiled when she saw Jeff sitting in front of her.
"Hey babe." He said, kissing her hand. Akila looked at him for a minute.
"What's the story with you and that Skittle girl?" She asked sleepily. Jeff sighed a little bit and moved his eyes to the floor. Akila knew that something had happened between them in the past.
"It's hard to explain...But I promise that someday I will tell you what happened." Jeff answered. Akila sighed herself, and nodded her head.
Kurt Angle sat, staring at Steph while machines beeped endlessly in the room with him. He felt like crying, but he promised himself that he wouldn't. He simply buried his head in his hands and prayed.
Shawn hobbled his way back into the waiting room. He couldn't bear to be sitting next to someone he felt like he couldn't trust. He sat down next to Rock and Rockie and began to watch re-runs of 'As The World Turns'.
Not too far away, Skittle was screaming as loud as she could, but no one heard her. She was being dragged out of the building by someone with immensely huge arms...
**
Shawn bolted up in his bed. His face was covered in sweat and his breathing was heavy.
That dream.
Again.
Shawn shook his head and got out of bed. The clock on his nightstand said 3:00AM, but he could've cared less. He put his robe on and walked out into the hall. He glanced down at Cameron's room, and noticed that the door was open. He walked down into the room and saw Chris sitting next to Cameron's bed. Tears were rolling down his face, and he was holding a picture in his hands.
Shawn walked closer to Chris, and noticed that he had a bottle of rum in his other hand. He leaned in over Chris' shoulder and looked at the picture. It was actually two pictures in the frame. One was a picture of Cori and Cameron playing house. The second, was of Chris and Cori. They'd had the picture taken earlier in the year. Shawn felt his heart sink.
"Chris," Shawn whispered, trying not to wake his son up. "Chris, do you want to go down to the kitchen with me, grab some grub and watch some TV?" Chris took another swig of the rum and slightly raised his eyes to look at Shawn.
"Sure savior Shawn!! Make my life better again!! Bring Cori back from the dead." Chris slurred. Shawn grabbed his arm and hauled him up from the chair. They left Cameron's room and headed downstairs into the kitchen.
"Now," Shawn said as he flipped the light on. "Pour that junk out and sit at the counter here." Chris held onto the bottle for a few more seconds, then walked over to the sink and poured it out. The tears still rolled down his face, and Chris sat on the barstool in front of Shawn's counter. Chris sat the picture on the counter and then buried his head in his hands.
"Chris, none of this is your fault. You need to understand that bec-" Shawn started when Chris cut him off.
"I know that it is not my fault Shawn. It's Hunter's fault. All his fault. My only problem with this whole ordeal is the fact that I knew that she'd been kidnapped by him, even if I was only going on a hunch. Maybe if I'd have followed my gut and tried to find her, I could've changed something." Chris muttered. Shawn sighed. Making Chris realize that he couldn't have changed anything was going to be tough.
"Chris, no matter what you would've done, someone was going to die. Maybe it wouldn't have been Cori, maybe it would've been Liz." Shawn said. Chris showed a look of surprise; he hadn't thought of that. "Or, it could've been you, like you want it to be." Chris lowered his gaze from Shawn.
"I know that you're right, but I just don't want to believe it. I just...." Chris trailed off. Then, he deadlocked his eyes with Shawn's. "I want him to pay Shawn, if I have to go to prison for it, then so be it. I'm not afraid of crossing that line anymore. Unfortunately, that might mean sacrificing my relationship with Liz, but I just don't think I could settle for beating the shit out of him. I probably won't be satisfied with killing him, either." Chris finished, lowering his eyes again. Shawn sighed and knew that he was going to be in a tough spot with this.
"Shawn?" Rebecca asked from the stairs. Shawn felt horrible. She'd heard every word that Chris had just said.
"Becky, can you go back upstairs for a few minutes?" Shawn asked.
"The phone rang....it's....it's Hunter." Rebecca said shakily. Chris' body visibly tightened. He restrained himself from doing anything irrational, though. Shawn sighed.
"Give me the phone." Shawn said. Chris gave Shawn a glare that was normally reserved for the people he fought in the ring. Rebecca handed him the phone that she had been covering the mouthpiece of.
"Hello?" Shawn asked. Chris' hands became fists as he struggled to hold his tongue and his temper in check.
"Hey Shawn, is Chris there? Nope, never mind, I already know the answer to that question. I'll just cut right to the chase. Put him on for me, will you?" Hunter said into the phone.
"I don't think that's a very good idea right now Hunter." Shawn said. Rebecca stood behind Chris as Cameron stumbled his way downstairs.
"Why not? I have to tell him something." Hunter said again, his tone of voice hinting that he was up to something.
"I'll put you on speaker." Shawn said. He then put Hunter on speaker phone. Rebecca held onto Cameron as Shawn moved the whole phone closer to Chris.
"Hey Chris!!" Hunter shouted joyfully through the phone. Chris cleared his throat and unclenched his fists.
"Hey Hunter, how are you?" Chris said, sounding as cheerful as he could. If he couldn't inflict physical pain yet, he would piss him off by using mental power.
"Not bad, thanks for asking. Now Chris, I know we've had a few misunderstandings in the past, and I think that this whole thing with Cori is another one of those misunderstandings." Hunter said. Shawn whispered for Rebecca to take Cameron upstairs, but she stood where she was, so he just wrapped his arms around her. Chris took a deep breath and tried to calm down.
"Oh?"
"Yeah, I mean, you know I was trying to get to Shawn. That was my only goal. Still is, as a matter of fact. But you know what? Your daughter actually screwed up my plan. She became attached to Shawn, much like you did, and that posed a problem. There wasn't supposed to be anyone to extract revenge on me once I was finished. She wasn't the only one, though. Rebecca and Cameron also posed as problems, but I suppose I could've taken them out at some point or another."
"Get to the point Hunter." Chris said, his tone wavering slightly.
"Oh, there really isn't a point, just this......" Hunter said as things moved around on the other end. A woman's voice came on the phone.
"Dad?" She asked hopefully into the phone. Chris felt his blood boil.
"Cori, what the hell?" Chris yelled as a gunshot was heard on the other end. More noise was on the other end.
"What did you do? Stop playing with me you f-" Chris started to say, but was cut off again.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself. I'm just so proud of killing her, knowing that you were helpless." Chris flew into a rage.
"You son of a bitch!" Chris said, pounding the phone. Tears that had slowed before were now falling freely again. "I swear to you and anyone else around here, with God as my witness, I WILL kill you Hunter. I will kill you-" Chris started to rant when Hunter cut him off.
"You'd better do it soon, Chris. Next time it will be your little girlfriend." Hunter said before hanging up.
"I'm gonna kill you!! " Chris screamed again, as he ripped the phone from where it was, and slung it against the wall in his blind rage. His worn body slumped against the wall and his tears fell faster. Rebecca took Cameron back upstairs as Shawn knelt next to him.
"I'm gonna kill him Shawn. I don't care what it takes." Chris said with dead sincerity. Shawn could only wish he was joking.