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A/N: Sooooooo close!! Yet, so far away. 5 more reviews, my reviewers!!!!! Help me out!!! By the way, if you guys like my story, pleeeeeease do me a huge favor and check out Lizzie Borden's newest one called The Sweetest Sin. I'm in it!!! (Well, kinda) Anyhow, if you're a Jericho or HBK fan, definitely check it out!!!! Review it a couple hundred times for her too!!
XA/N: OK, girl power!!! We were kicking Vince's butt!!!
"Take that you old prune!!!" Akila yelled, while strangling Vince.
"Bombs away!!" Skittle yelled before doing a swanton bomb off the top of a ladder. JB did a People's elbow on him and the guys were all laughing their heads off at the sight. Lizzie began to put him in the Walls of Jericho and Vince tapped out.
"That's my girl!!" Chris yelled. Shawn elbowed him with a serious look on his face.
"You hear that?"
"What?" Chris asked suddenly concerned.
"That!!" Shawn said smacking Chris in the back of the head.
"Ow, that's not nice...."
"Cry about it." Shawn said.
"I will." They both went back to watching the girls. Jeff had gotten up to stretch out the suit.
"Woo hoo!!! Eat that, Vince McMahon!!!" They said, tossing him into the lava pit. He wouldn't be affected because of the suit, but it was still fun!!
The ground began to shake slightly.
"Uh oh." Skittle said, as she saw what was making the noise, the rest of the group saw it and groaned.
"Great." Chris said.
*
TO BE CONTINUED......
**
//Whatever you became, Blame it on my fame//
A week later, the hospital decided that there was nothing more they could do for Chris. Rebecca talked Shawn into letting him stay at their house again. Shawn would've readily agreed, but he knew that somehow, with Chris like he was, he was going to get asked about things, like the kiss, and Shawn didn't really want to tell him and betray his trust again.
//Always away from you, Sold my life for a song//
Chris usually spent his days roaming around the house and looking at the many pictures that had him in them. None of them meant anything to him now. He always spent the most time looking at a picture frame that had a huge crack through the glass. The one of Shawn, Cori and himself. He tried to remember what his daughter had been like. He tried to remember everything that he had once known.
//Whatever you killed, The blood got on my face//
Shawn would often watch Chris as he made his way around the living room, staring at things that had once been precious to him. It pained him to see the blank expression on his face all the time.
//See, it took over you, And your mind's nearly gone//
Shawn knew that he needed to tell Chris what had happened. He knew that Chris must be wondering what had happened the night he lost his memory. Hell, he must be wondering about everything that had happened before he lost his memory. It was odd, Chris could remember what the WWE was, and he could remember what the capitol of Canada was, but he could remember nothing of his own life. It was like someone had erased it from his mind.
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry it's my fault//
Chris sat on the couch and stared at the picture again. Shawn decided that it was time to tell him something. It might help him remember. Besides, how could he honestly call himself Chris' friend if he didn't admit to that? Shawn sighed and walked over to Chris.
//I wasn't there to see, Whatever you became//
"Chris, I need to tell you something," Shawn started. Chris turned his attention from the picture in his lap, to Shawn. Shawn took a breath. This was going to be difficult.
//Whatever you became//
"The night that you lost your memory......well.....you and I had gotten into a fight." Shawn said. Chris' face held no emotion, it was totally blank, simply outlined with curiosity. "You see, you had walked out of the bathroom over there and in here, to see....well..to see....Liz and I kissing. Neither one of us had meant it to anything, it was like a spur of the moment type of thing. You got angry and stormed out of the house. After that-" Shawn looked back over at Chris to see that his hands were on either side of his head and his eyes were squinted in pain.
//Whatever you became, You blame it on blind faith//
"Chris?" Shawn asked him. Chris made no response, but his mouth was open, as if he wanted to scream, but no voice came out. Shawn began to get worried. "Chris?"
//Can't turn away from you, What's my life, if you're gone?//
Images were running through Chris' head. Water, all around him....he was in a car, he couldn't get out....he was running out of air...someone had tried to kill him...he didn't want to die.....yet he thought that he had....window breaking.....swimming to the surface.....losing consciousness.....thinking of Cori......then blank again.
//Whatever you feel, I take it on my stage//
Chris removed his hands and looked at Shawn who was concerned, he could tell. The images of him being underwater were still floating in his mind, but nothing else came to him.
//I sing to the world for you, And I'm always alone//
"I-I think that I remembered something....." Chris said shakily. Shawn looked worried. If it caused him to act like that, he supposed that he had remembered what he had just told him. He was proved wrong. "I-I was in a car...." He started out slowly. "And I was trying to get out, it was underwater. I had to break the window. It was getting hard to breathe. My belt broke, and I got out, but when I was swimming to the surface I lost consciousness. That's all that I can remember." Shawn stared at him. So that was what had happened. His car had gone off the pier...but how?
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry, it's my fault//
The pier was nowhere near the interstate, which means that Chris had to have been going that way. Which meant that Chris might have driven off the pier on purpose. Which basically boiled down to one thing.
//I wasn't there to see, Whatever you became//
He had been trying to commit suicide.
//Whatever you became//
Probably because of him.
//I can see it all, You're so far away//
Shawn stood up. He didn't know what he was going to do. He felt so horrible for what he had done. He wished that Chris would get his entire memory back so that he could apologize to him properly.
//I can't take this anymore, I can't live until I see your face//
Chris laid in bed silently and thought. What had he been doing in the water? What had he been doing at the pier? Why would he remember only that? When was his complete memory going to come back, or would it ever? He bit his lip. What had happened to his daughter? What had he done in his life? Was he a murderer? Chris' head began to hurt.
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry it's my fault//
He closed his eyes and imagined the picture with Cori in it. He thought of her hair and her build. "Just like Adriana.." he thought. His eyes snapped open.
//I wasn't there to see, And I can't change my ways//
Who the hell was Adriana? Obviously he had known this person very well, if he'd had a child with her. He was getting frustrated at this. Why could he remember anything? Why had his memory disappeared? He turned to stare out the window.
//Sorry it's my fault, I wasn't there to see//
He decided to get up and walk around again. It couldn't hurt. He climbed out of bed and walked down the hall. He opened the door to Cameron's room and stared in. The little boy was asleep in is race car bed. Chris looked around his room, and found a picture that he had never seen before.
//Whatever you became//
Cameron and a man he had never seen before were playing a game. Shawn was in the background with another man he had never seen. He was nowhere to be found in the picture.
//Whatever you became//
"I bet that you don't remember those two, do you?" Cameron asked, coming up to sit next to Chris on the floor. Chris shook his head. "Well, those were Dad's best friends before they did some bad stuff. Like this guy," Cameron pointed to the man next to Shawn, "He almost killed my mom, and he was the one who killed your daughter." Cameron told him calmly. Chris looked at the little boy. Tears had come to his face. Cameron fished out a photo album and began to flip through it. He had a lot of pictures of Cori in it.
//Something's gone away//
Chris looked back at the picture in his hands again while Cameron was pointing out several things. Something began to surface in Chris' mind. He dropped the picture and put his hands on his head and grimaced. He began to scream.
//You've taken this from me//
Cori in the ring...Adriana.....rage towards Hunter....gunshots....Shawn injured.......huge storm.....Cori dead.....wishing for her......wishing for death.....Liz.....her smile....her laugh.....anger at Shawn....plans, deception.....
//Until I see your face//
His breathing was heavy when he opened his eyes again. Shawn was kneeling in front of him asking him something. Rebecca was standing behind him. Cameron was standing next to Shawn all of them with worried faces. Chris felt the cold sweat all over him. Every muscle ached. He fell back against the wall. Shawn started to slap his face a little bit. Chris swallowed.
//I'm slipping away//
"I'm sorry, Shawn.....sorry.....I-I remember everything....I'm sorry...." Chris muttered as he lost consciousness, leaving a very confused family wondering what had happened.
A/N: Sooooooo close!! Yet, so far away. 5 more reviews, my reviewers!!!!! Help me out!!! By the way, if you guys like my story, pleeeeeease do me a huge favor and check out Lizzie Borden's newest one called The Sweetest Sin. I'm in it!!! (Well, kinda) Anyhow, if you're a Jericho or HBK fan, definitely check it out!!!! Review it a couple hundred times for her too!!
XA/N: OK, girl power!!! We were kicking Vince's butt!!!
"Take that you old prune!!!" Akila yelled, while strangling Vince.
"Bombs away!!" Skittle yelled before doing a swanton bomb off the top of a ladder. JB did a People's elbow on him and the guys were all laughing their heads off at the sight. Lizzie began to put him in the Walls of Jericho and Vince tapped out.
"That's my girl!!" Chris yelled. Shawn elbowed him with a serious look on his face.
"You hear that?"
"What?" Chris asked suddenly concerned.
"That!!" Shawn said smacking Chris in the back of the head.
"Ow, that's not nice...."
"Cry about it." Shawn said.
"I will." They both went back to watching the girls. Jeff had gotten up to stretch out the suit.
"Woo hoo!!! Eat that, Vince McMahon!!!" They said, tossing him into the lava pit. He wouldn't be affected because of the suit, but it was still fun!!
The ground began to shake slightly.
"Uh oh." Skittle said, as she saw what was making the noise, the rest of the group saw it and groaned.
"Great." Chris said.
*
TO BE CONTINUED......
**
//Whatever you became, Blame it on my fame//
A week later, the hospital decided that there was nothing more they could do for Chris. Rebecca talked Shawn into letting him stay at their house again. Shawn would've readily agreed, but he knew that somehow, with Chris like he was, he was going to get asked about things, like the kiss, and Shawn didn't really want to tell him and betray his trust again.
//Always away from you, Sold my life for a song//
Chris usually spent his days roaming around the house and looking at the many pictures that had him in them. None of them meant anything to him now. He always spent the most time looking at a picture frame that had a huge crack through the glass. The one of Shawn, Cori and himself. He tried to remember what his daughter had been like. He tried to remember everything that he had once known.
//Whatever you killed, The blood got on my face//
Shawn would often watch Chris as he made his way around the living room, staring at things that had once been precious to him. It pained him to see the blank expression on his face all the time.
//See, it took over you, And your mind's nearly gone//
Shawn knew that he needed to tell Chris what had happened. He knew that Chris must be wondering what had happened the night he lost his memory. Hell, he must be wondering about everything that had happened before he lost his memory. It was odd, Chris could remember what the WWE was, and he could remember what the capitol of Canada was, but he could remember nothing of his own life. It was like someone had erased it from his mind.
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry it's my fault//
Chris sat on the couch and stared at the picture again. Shawn decided that it was time to tell him something. It might help him remember. Besides, how could he honestly call himself Chris' friend if he didn't admit to that? Shawn sighed and walked over to Chris.
//I wasn't there to see, Whatever you became//
"Chris, I need to tell you something," Shawn started. Chris turned his attention from the picture in his lap, to Shawn. Shawn took a breath. This was going to be difficult.
//Whatever you became//
"The night that you lost your memory......well.....you and I had gotten into a fight." Shawn said. Chris' face held no emotion, it was totally blank, simply outlined with curiosity. "You see, you had walked out of the bathroom over there and in here, to see....well..to see....Liz and I kissing. Neither one of us had meant it to anything, it was like a spur of the moment type of thing. You got angry and stormed out of the house. After that-" Shawn looked back over at Chris to see that his hands were on either side of his head and his eyes were squinted in pain.
//Whatever you became, You blame it on blind faith//
"Chris?" Shawn asked him. Chris made no response, but his mouth was open, as if he wanted to scream, but no voice came out. Shawn began to get worried. "Chris?"
//Can't turn away from you, What's my life, if you're gone?//
Images were running through Chris' head. Water, all around him....he was in a car, he couldn't get out....he was running out of air...someone had tried to kill him...he didn't want to die.....yet he thought that he had....window breaking.....swimming to the surface.....losing consciousness.....thinking of Cori......then blank again.
//Whatever you feel, I take it on my stage//
Chris removed his hands and looked at Shawn who was concerned, he could tell. The images of him being underwater were still floating in his mind, but nothing else came to him.
//I sing to the world for you, And I'm always alone//
"I-I think that I remembered something....." Chris said shakily. Shawn looked worried. If it caused him to act like that, he supposed that he had remembered what he had just told him. He was proved wrong. "I-I was in a car...." He started out slowly. "And I was trying to get out, it was underwater. I had to break the window. It was getting hard to breathe. My belt broke, and I got out, but when I was swimming to the surface I lost consciousness. That's all that I can remember." Shawn stared at him. So that was what had happened. His car had gone off the pier...but how?
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry, it's my fault//
The pier was nowhere near the interstate, which means that Chris had to have been going that way. Which meant that Chris might have driven off the pier on purpose. Which basically boiled down to one thing.
//I wasn't there to see, Whatever you became//
He had been trying to commit suicide.
//Whatever you became//
Probably because of him.
//I can see it all, You're so far away//
Shawn stood up. He didn't know what he was going to do. He felt so horrible for what he had done. He wished that Chris would get his entire memory back so that he could apologize to him properly.
//I can't take this anymore, I can't live until I see your face//
Chris laid in bed silently and thought. What had he been doing in the water? What had he been doing at the pier? Why would he remember only that? When was his complete memory going to come back, or would it ever? He bit his lip. What had happened to his daughter? What had he done in his life? Was he a murderer? Chris' head began to hurt.
//And I can't change my ways, Sorry it's my fault//
He closed his eyes and imagined the picture with Cori in it. He thought of her hair and her build. "Just like Adriana.." he thought. His eyes snapped open.
//I wasn't there to see, And I can't change my ways//
Who the hell was Adriana? Obviously he had known this person very well, if he'd had a child with her. He was getting frustrated at this. Why could he remember anything? Why had his memory disappeared? He turned to stare out the window.
//Sorry it's my fault, I wasn't there to see//
He decided to get up and walk around again. It couldn't hurt. He climbed out of bed and walked down the hall. He opened the door to Cameron's room and stared in. The little boy was asleep in is race car bed. Chris looked around his room, and found a picture that he had never seen before.
//Whatever you became//
Cameron and a man he had never seen before were playing a game. Shawn was in the background with another man he had never seen. He was nowhere to be found in the picture.
//Whatever you became//
"I bet that you don't remember those two, do you?" Cameron asked, coming up to sit next to Chris on the floor. Chris shook his head. "Well, those were Dad's best friends before they did some bad stuff. Like this guy," Cameron pointed to the man next to Shawn, "He almost killed my mom, and he was the one who killed your daughter." Cameron told him calmly. Chris looked at the little boy. Tears had come to his face. Cameron fished out a photo album and began to flip through it. He had a lot of pictures of Cori in it.
//Something's gone away//
Chris looked back at the picture in his hands again while Cameron was pointing out several things. Something began to surface in Chris' mind. He dropped the picture and put his hands on his head and grimaced. He began to scream.
//You've taken this from me//
Cori in the ring...Adriana.....rage towards Hunter....gunshots....Shawn injured.......huge storm.....Cori dead.....wishing for her......wishing for death.....Liz.....her smile....her laugh.....anger at Shawn....plans, deception.....
//Until I see your face//
His breathing was heavy when he opened his eyes again. Shawn was kneeling in front of him asking him something. Rebecca was standing behind him. Cameron was standing next to Shawn all of them with worried faces. Chris felt the cold sweat all over him. Every muscle ached. He fell back against the wall. Shawn started to slap his face a little bit. Chris swallowed.
//I'm slipping away//
"I'm sorry, Shawn.....sorry.....I-I remember everything....I'm sorry...." Chris muttered as he lost consciousness, leaving a very confused family wondering what had happened.