AN: Thanks so much for the great reviews!! BTW, even though Brock has (hopefully temporarily) left WWE, he will stay with them in this story.
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"Did you work anything out with Brock?" Kurt asked as they sat down to lunch the next day.
Erika shook her head. "No. We barely said two words to each other the entire night, and he was gone before I left this morning. No note, no nothing."
Kurt furrowed his brow in confusion, unsure how to respond to that. "I'm sorry Rika, I don't what to tell you."
"There's nothing to say, he just needs to pull his head out of his ass."
"I'm glad to see that you seem to be in a better mood though."
"Mya was really confused about the way we were acting, and it pissed me off that we were doing that in front of her. Anger usually outrules sadness. Off topic for a sec, do you want to read my first front page?"
Kurt grinned. "You got front page? Of course I want to read it." Erika reached in her bag and pulled out the paper. During the process, she rolled her sleeves up, allowing Kurt to see exactly what kind of mark Brock had left the day before. "Erika, where did that bruise come from?"
She quickly pulled her sleeves down and handed him the article. "Nothing Kurt, don't worry about it."
"Of course I'm going to worry about it! Did he do it?" Erika's downcast eyes answered that on for him. "Damn it! I knew he was hiding something. Erika, you can't go back there if he's going to do things like that."
"Kurt, I can't just not go back. Would you just read that please?"
He tossed the paper down in front of him. "Forget the damn article Erika! What are you going to do?"
"Nothing right now. I'm really hoping it's just a fluke."
Kurt gave her a 'yeah, right' look. "Don't be naive."
"I'm not. I've got to get back to work." She got up from the table and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry Kurt, but I can't deal with this right now. Call me when you get to Pittsburgh." She walked away without a backwards glance and went back up to her office. She was only mildly surprised to find her voicemail indicator blinking. SHe pushed play and sat down, ready to hear Kurt's voice.
"Rika, I'm sorry about what I said, but you know I worry about you. You're right though, this isn't like him at all. Just be careful, and I'll call you later. I love you." Erika had to smile as she deleted the message. She and Kurt never could stay angry with each other.
"Erika, Mya's preschool is on line one," her assistant Mandy interrupted, bringing Erika out of her thoughts.
"Oh, thanks Mandy," she replied and picked up the phone. "Erika Angle."
"Hi Erika, this is Janelle Warner from Tiny Tots. Mya is running a fever and complaining of not feeling well. I wondered if you could come pick her up?"
"Of course, I'll be right there," Erika answered without hesitation. "Thanks for calling Janelle." She hung up the phone and let Mandy know what was going on before leaving. Mya was already waiting with her teacher's aide in the hallway when Erika arrived at the preschool. "Hi sweetheart," she said, picking her up. "Do I need to sign her out or anything?" she asked the aide.
"No, we know that you are you, its only necessary when its a new person. Thank you for coming."
Erika nodded and took Mya out to the car. Strapping her into the car seat, Erika noticed that she was rather warm. "Mya, what hurts?"
"My ear," she said, and started pulling at it.
"Is that all?"
"My tummy too."
As she pulled out of the parking lot, Erika grabbed her cell and dialed Mya's pediatrician. "Dr. Rel's office, Sonya speaking."
"Hi Sonya, this is Erika Angle. I'm calling to see if I can get Mya Lesnar an appointment for this afternoon?"
"What seems to be the problem?"
"She's complaining of ear and stomach pain, and I think she has a fever."
"Alright. It looks like we can get her in in an hour. I'm not familiar with Mya, are you her mother?"
"No, I'm her father's girlfriend."
"Oh, that could cause a problem. Mya needs to be brought in by a parent so if-"
"I've never had a problem before," Erika interrupted. "My boyfriend signed a form that should be in Mya's file stating that I can authorize medical treatment. I will be bringing her in in an hour."
"If I cannot find that form then she cannot be treated Ms. Angle. I can't break the rules for anyone."
"I'm not asking you to, I'm asking you to do your job."
"I am doing my job. We'll see you in an hour."
"Thank you." Erika hung up her phone just as she was pulling in the driveway. Brock's car was, to no surprise, missing. After getting Mya settled, Erika tried to call Brock's cell.
"What?" he barked, not bothering to look at his caller ID.
"Hey, it's me."
"Hi me," he answered in a much softer tone. "Where are you?"
"Home. I picked Mya up from school early, she wasn't feeling well. I made her a doctor's appointment for this afternoon. Where are you?"
"On my way home from Troy's. We can take Mya in together. And I want to talk to you about yesterday, but not over the phone. I love you."
"I love you. Bye." It was amazing the effect those three little words could have on Erika's somewhat fragile state of mind. She knew that if they could just talk things out, everything would be okay.
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AN: I realize this was really short, and probably not that good, but I needed to stop here because the next chapter is going to start A LOT of conflict. Please R&R! :)
Lisa
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"Did you work anything out with Brock?" Kurt asked as they sat down to lunch the next day.
Erika shook her head. "No. We barely said two words to each other the entire night, and he was gone before I left this morning. No note, no nothing."
Kurt furrowed his brow in confusion, unsure how to respond to that. "I'm sorry Rika, I don't what to tell you."
"There's nothing to say, he just needs to pull his head out of his ass."
"I'm glad to see that you seem to be in a better mood though."
"Mya was really confused about the way we were acting, and it pissed me off that we were doing that in front of her. Anger usually outrules sadness. Off topic for a sec, do you want to read my first front page?"
Kurt grinned. "You got front page? Of course I want to read it." Erika reached in her bag and pulled out the paper. During the process, she rolled her sleeves up, allowing Kurt to see exactly what kind of mark Brock had left the day before. "Erika, where did that bruise come from?"
She quickly pulled her sleeves down and handed him the article. "Nothing Kurt, don't worry about it."
"Of course I'm going to worry about it! Did he do it?" Erika's downcast eyes answered that on for him. "Damn it! I knew he was hiding something. Erika, you can't go back there if he's going to do things like that."
"Kurt, I can't just not go back. Would you just read that please?"
He tossed the paper down in front of him. "Forget the damn article Erika! What are you going to do?"
"Nothing right now. I'm really hoping it's just a fluke."
Kurt gave her a 'yeah, right' look. "Don't be naive."
"I'm not. I've got to get back to work." She got up from the table and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry Kurt, but I can't deal with this right now. Call me when you get to Pittsburgh." She walked away without a backwards glance and went back up to her office. She was only mildly surprised to find her voicemail indicator blinking. SHe pushed play and sat down, ready to hear Kurt's voice.
"Rika, I'm sorry about what I said, but you know I worry about you. You're right though, this isn't like him at all. Just be careful, and I'll call you later. I love you." Erika had to smile as she deleted the message. She and Kurt never could stay angry with each other.
"Erika, Mya's preschool is on line one," her assistant Mandy interrupted, bringing Erika out of her thoughts.
"Oh, thanks Mandy," she replied and picked up the phone. "Erika Angle."
"Hi Erika, this is Janelle Warner from Tiny Tots. Mya is running a fever and complaining of not feeling well. I wondered if you could come pick her up?"
"Of course, I'll be right there," Erika answered without hesitation. "Thanks for calling Janelle." She hung up the phone and let Mandy know what was going on before leaving. Mya was already waiting with her teacher's aide in the hallway when Erika arrived at the preschool. "Hi sweetheart," she said, picking her up. "Do I need to sign her out or anything?" she asked the aide.
"No, we know that you are you, its only necessary when its a new person. Thank you for coming."
Erika nodded and took Mya out to the car. Strapping her into the car seat, Erika noticed that she was rather warm. "Mya, what hurts?"
"My ear," she said, and started pulling at it.
"Is that all?"
"My tummy too."
As she pulled out of the parking lot, Erika grabbed her cell and dialed Mya's pediatrician. "Dr. Rel's office, Sonya speaking."
"Hi Sonya, this is Erika Angle. I'm calling to see if I can get Mya Lesnar an appointment for this afternoon?"
"What seems to be the problem?"
"She's complaining of ear and stomach pain, and I think she has a fever."
"Alright. It looks like we can get her in in an hour. I'm not familiar with Mya, are you her mother?"
"No, I'm her father's girlfriend."
"Oh, that could cause a problem. Mya needs to be brought in by a parent so if-"
"I've never had a problem before," Erika interrupted. "My boyfriend signed a form that should be in Mya's file stating that I can authorize medical treatment. I will be bringing her in in an hour."
"If I cannot find that form then she cannot be treated Ms. Angle. I can't break the rules for anyone."
"I'm not asking you to, I'm asking you to do your job."
"I am doing my job. We'll see you in an hour."
"Thank you." Erika hung up her phone just as she was pulling in the driveway. Brock's car was, to no surprise, missing. After getting Mya settled, Erika tried to call Brock's cell.
"What?" he barked, not bothering to look at his caller ID.
"Hey, it's me."
"Hi me," he answered in a much softer tone. "Where are you?"
"Home. I picked Mya up from school early, she wasn't feeling well. I made her a doctor's appointment for this afternoon. Where are you?"
"On my way home from Troy's. We can take Mya in together. And I want to talk to you about yesterday, but not over the phone. I love you."
"I love you. Bye." It was amazing the effect those three little words could have on Erika's somewhat fragile state of mind. She knew that if they could just talk things out, everything would be okay.
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AN: I realize this was really short, and probably not that good, but I needed to stop here because the next chapter is going to start A LOT of conflict. Please R&R! :)
Lisa
