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A/N: Glad to know that everyone is enjoying this story so far; hope that this chapter doesn't disappoint!! On to the story!!

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//Say hello to the night,

Lost in the shadows,

Say hello to the night,

Lost in the loneliness//

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Chris couldn't believe what he had just heard. He released his hold on Dave and stared at the doctor in shock. The doctor made no move to say that he was joking or anything.

"I'm....sorry" he said, then left the room. Chris felt his knees give out. He fell to the floor on his knees. He clenched his hands into fists. He closed his eyes and faced towards the floor. Trying desperately to control the rage that was building inside of him, he began to think of Molly. Tears of rage came to his eyes, and he lost his temper. He jumped back to his feet and began to march over to Hunter. Dave was after him in a second, he was trying to restrain Chris.

"Don't do it, Chris!" Dave yelled at him, while trying to hold him back.

"You son of a bitch!!!!" Chris began to scream at Hunter. "You stupid bastard!!!! YOU tricked her into fighting that match tonight!!! Why did you make me fight in that match?? Why didn't you do it you miserable f-"

"Shut up, Chris!! Shut up before I make you shut up!!" Hunter warned him. Shawn was sitting in a chair, burying his head in his hands.

"Like you shut Molly up, huh? You just couldn't deal with the fact that she had embarrassed you publicly, like you had done to her so many times. You couldn't take it could you?!" Chris screamed. Hunter punched him in the jaw. Chris struggled free of Dave and fought Hunter on the floor. Dave and Shawn managed to pull them off of each other and drug them outside.

"You guys are like friggin two year olds!!!" Shawn yelled, once they were outside the hospital. Chris rolled his eyes at his older brother, while trying to stop his nose from bleeding.

"You're the same as them." Dave muttered.

"What was that Batista?" Shawn demanded.

"Look, let's just drop it, ok? Just drop it. Molly's dead, and all of us arguing and beating the hell out of each other isn't going to bring her back. Let's just go to the hotel and try to sleep, then decide what we are going to do in the morning." Chris suggested. Everyone pretty much agreed and headed to the hotel. Chris wished that he could take back the last thing that he had said to her earlier that night.

"You're gonna lose the match anyways, let's just get this over with."

It was funny how words like that can seem to haunt you later in the day.

Once your sister was dead.

An idea went off in Chris's head, and he began to head back in the direction of the arena.

"Chris, where are you going?" Dave yelled at him, which only made Chris run faster, he had to know what had happened in those moments.

Had to.

Somehow he knew he wasn't going to like what he would find.

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