"Vince, Eric isn't in his room. I went in to check on him and he's not
there, it looks like no one's been in there all night." Linda said rushing
into the room.
"Maybe he left for school." Vince said trying to sound calm.
"At six thirty in the morning I doubt it."
"Okay don't panic, I'll drive around and check the neighborhood. Wait until
school starts and call to see if he's there. Relax." Vince said getting up
and leaving.
"Hey Mr. McMahon is Eric ready?" Emily said walking up the driveway.
Because of the incident at the school, Emily's parent's thought it would be
wise also to remove her from the school. And now that Eric and Emily were
both going to the same school again, they would walk in the mornings.
Sometimes they would skate, but normally they walked.
They had become close friends.
"No, He's not in the house and I'm guessing you haven't seen him either
have you?" Vince asked.
"Would I be standing here asking you if he's ready if I had." She asked.
"Hey I could ask. I'm on my way towards the school let me give you a ride."
Vince said opening the car door.
"Yeah okay." She said jumping.
Vince circled around the block, checked the schoolyard, checked the park,
he was no- where around. Vince returned home and was hoping that she may
have had better luck.
When he got home, there was a police car in the driveway. Vince's heart was
pounding as he ran into the house, something had happened. Please just let
him be in trouble Vince thought as he walked and found two police officers
and Linda in the kitchen. Vince's heart started to race, there was no Eric,
and Linda looked sick with bad news. Please don't let it be anything bad,
not to any of my kids, none of them deserve it, it should be me.
"Officers what can I help you with?" Vince asked.
"Vince you should sit down." Linda said quietly.
"I'm fine as I am, what's going on?" Vince asked again.
"Mr. McMahon we got a 911 call from a home not to far away from here. The
call was made from your son Shane's house. Apparently there was an
intruder. Your Shane was knocked un-conscious and your other son Eric was
shot. They were rushed to Mosses Taylor Hospital. Your son is in critical
condition." The officer said.
"Thank You" Vince said weakly cutting the officer off.
"We'll leave you folks, so you can get going. We're very sorry." They said
as they left.
Vince stood there shocked for a moment.
"Vince, we should go." Linda said, but he just stood there. "Vince."
"I'm going to be sick." Vince said sinking to one knee before she grabbed
him.
"Be sick in the car, right now we have to go." She said pulling him to his
feet.
Linda rushed to the hospital Vince was still in his state of shock up until he threw up along the side of the road. Marissa was waiting for them in front and led them in. She told them Shane had a concussion and would be fine in a week. But she had no news on Eric because the doctors wouldn't talk to her about him. Vince grabbed the first doctor he saw and started questioning him about the health. Unfortunately he didn't have the answers and neither did the nurses, they would have to sit and wait like everybody else.
Vince paced back and forth for a while, he couldn't take it anymore, he needed to know something, what was going on. He walked down into the room where Shane was at and sat besides him. "Shane.what a mess we got ourselves into," he said looking down at his hands, which were trembling. "I'm sorry Shane. This is all my fault; I wish I could turn back time and make everything different. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy that Eric was around. I am. It makes me feel good that someone still need me. You and Steph are all grown up, you'll have families of your own and you'll forget about dear old dad." "I highly doubt we'll ever forget about you." Shane said quietly. "But dad I have to tell you what happened." "Shane not now, when you're up to it you can." Vince said. "I have to. Dad Eric saved my life. I don't know what he was doing there at that time, but someone had broken into the house, I caught the guy while he was in the house, he pulled a gun and was about to shot me, when out of no where Eric came and pushed me out of the way. I could have been dead" Shane said tears building up in his eyes. "He didn't have to, after all I said to him. I'm the one who should be sorry. Tell me he's all right. Please tell me nothing bad has happened. Only if we had been in New York at the apartment, none of this would have ever happened." "Vince, Linda needs to see you. Its about Eric." Marissa said appearing in the doorway.
Vince got up and walked out. Linda was standing there waiting for him. "I talked to the doctor who worked on Eric. He said that Eric is still in critical condition. They say he lost a lot of blood, he took it right to the chest and that he's very lucky to even be alive," she said as tears rolled down her face. He pulled her into his arms as she cried. He bit down on his bottom lip trying not to cry himself. "He saved Shane," he whispered. "What?" she asked looking up at him. Vince tried but he couldn't hold it back, tears filled his eyes as he explained to Linda how Eric had pushed Shane out of the way just in time. "I don't understand why he was there in the first place." "I don't know, I just wish I knew what was going on."
Linda rushed to the hospital Vince was still in his state of shock up until he threw up along the side of the road. Marissa was waiting for them in front and led them in. She told them Shane had a concussion and would be fine in a week. But she had no news on Eric because the doctors wouldn't talk to her about him. Vince grabbed the first doctor he saw and started questioning him about the health. Unfortunately he didn't have the answers and neither did the nurses, they would have to sit and wait like everybody else.
Vince paced back and forth for a while, he couldn't take it anymore, he needed to know something, what was going on. He walked down into the room where Shane was at and sat besides him. "Shane.what a mess we got ourselves into," he said looking down at his hands, which were trembling. "I'm sorry Shane. This is all my fault; I wish I could turn back time and make everything different. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy that Eric was around. I am. It makes me feel good that someone still need me. You and Steph are all grown up, you'll have families of your own and you'll forget about dear old dad." "I highly doubt we'll ever forget about you." Shane said quietly. "But dad I have to tell you what happened." "Shane not now, when you're up to it you can." Vince said. "I have to. Dad Eric saved my life. I don't know what he was doing there at that time, but someone had broken into the house, I caught the guy while he was in the house, he pulled a gun and was about to shot me, when out of no where Eric came and pushed me out of the way. I could have been dead" Shane said tears building up in his eyes. "He didn't have to, after all I said to him. I'm the one who should be sorry. Tell me he's all right. Please tell me nothing bad has happened. Only if we had been in New York at the apartment, none of this would have ever happened." "Vince, Linda needs to see you. Its about Eric." Marissa said appearing in the doorway.
Vince got up and walked out. Linda was standing there waiting for him. "I talked to the doctor who worked on Eric. He said that Eric is still in critical condition. They say he lost a lot of blood, he took it right to the chest and that he's very lucky to even be alive," she said as tears rolled down her face. He pulled her into his arms as she cried. He bit down on his bottom lip trying not to cry himself. "He saved Shane," he whispered. "What?" she asked looking up at him. Vince tried but he couldn't hold it back, tears filled his eyes as he explained to Linda how Eric had pushed Shane out of the way just in time. "I don't understand why he was there in the first place." "I don't know, I just wish I knew what was going on."