Time was the first thing on Stephanie's mind as she regained consciousness.
Her head was throbbing and a nauseous feeling would over come her every
couple of minutes. She tried propping herself up with her elbows but found
that even too hard.
A nurse breezed into the room carrying a clipboard in one hand and Stephanie's cell phone in the other. "Oh good, you're awake!" She said happily. "Everything went smoothly and you should be ready to go home in a few hours. And by the way, a man named Shane kept calling your phone until the doctor finally turned it off."
Stephanie squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again slowly. "What time is it?" She managed out as another wave of nausea racked her body.
"6:30 at night."
"Oh fuck." Stephanie muttered, grabbing her phone. She punched in her brother's number and waited until he picked up.
"Hello?" Shane answered frantically.
"Shane, it's me." Stephanie croaked out, massaging her throat.
He let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God you called. We were all getting so worried about you. Where are you anyway?"
Stephanie bit her lip. "I'm at Doctor Rodrek's office, and I need you to pick me up."
"Why the hell are you there?" Shane finally asked. "I thought after your last escapade you had enough."
"I don't really wanna talk about it." Stephanie near whispered. "Can you pick me up at like nine or no? Because if you can't I'll just call Mom or Dad."
Shane sighed. "No, don't call them. I'll be there to pick you up at nine."
"Thank you."
"No problem Steph. I'll see you in a bit."
"Okay, later Shane!"
* * *
Just as Steph began getting nervous, Shane's car pulled up outside the hospital. She'd been waiting for a little over 10 minutes, enough to make her worried; she didn't know how he'd react.
He hurtled out of the car and grabbed her into a hug. She hugged him back reluctantly, trying to hold him away from her upper body. "Don't ever do that to me again Steph! I didn't know what had happened to you"
Steph nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she pulled away from him. "Lets just go ok?"
"Ok, but you're telling me what's happening"
"Fine fine, lets just get out of here" She was beginning to feel more normal and well enough to start ordering people about. She got into the passenger seat and sat with her arms crossed in front of her defensively. She'd made sure she'd brought her leather coat with her which she now wore tied securely around her waist, disguising any changes.
Shane got in and started the car. Steph stared out of the windscreen, her thoughts beginning to come back to her in razor sharp focus. She needed Shane's help. "Lets drive to my place"
"Won't Hunter be there"
"I threw him out" Steph snapped
Shane looked at her carefully and gently pulled her arms away from her chest. He took a breath.
"Is this what happened today?"
She inclined her head, her defiant nature masking her feelings. "So what if I did? I only got them to try to keep Hunter"
"True but messing with your body isn't gonna help you, especially so soon after you had them put in"
"I do not need this now Shane so damn well drive!" her voice rose in volume.
Shane put his hands up defensively and began pulling away from the parking spot. "If you think you've made the right decision then fine, I'm just worried about you"
Steph smiled a tiny smile to herself; it was nice to have someone still worried about her. She knew she could rely on Shane, she always could, Daddy always said that in the end no matter how much they fought and destroyed each other, in the end the McMahon's always have each other. Well, she had Shane and only Shane at the moment.
"Hey Steph, just ring Dad to say you're still alive"
Step grinned at Shane and pressed speed dial on her cell phone. She asked for Dad and smiled a little at the worry in his voice, she still had that power over him, she was still Daddy's little girl.
"No I'm fine Daddy...really, just went out by myself for a bit" a wave of nausea came over her "I've gotta go...yeah, I'm with Shane, ok...bye" She threw her phone down and gave Shane a painful smile. "Ok, I'm in pain, happy?"
"No, but it was your decision, lets get to your place and you better tell me everything"
A nurse breezed into the room carrying a clipboard in one hand and Stephanie's cell phone in the other. "Oh good, you're awake!" She said happily. "Everything went smoothly and you should be ready to go home in a few hours. And by the way, a man named Shane kept calling your phone until the doctor finally turned it off."
Stephanie squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again slowly. "What time is it?" She managed out as another wave of nausea racked her body.
"6:30 at night."
"Oh fuck." Stephanie muttered, grabbing her phone. She punched in her brother's number and waited until he picked up.
"Hello?" Shane answered frantically.
"Shane, it's me." Stephanie croaked out, massaging her throat.
He let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God you called. We were all getting so worried about you. Where are you anyway?"
Stephanie bit her lip. "I'm at Doctor Rodrek's office, and I need you to pick me up."
"Why the hell are you there?" Shane finally asked. "I thought after your last escapade you had enough."
"I don't really wanna talk about it." Stephanie near whispered. "Can you pick me up at like nine or no? Because if you can't I'll just call Mom or Dad."
Shane sighed. "No, don't call them. I'll be there to pick you up at nine."
"Thank you."
"No problem Steph. I'll see you in a bit."
"Okay, later Shane!"
* * *
Just as Steph began getting nervous, Shane's car pulled up outside the hospital. She'd been waiting for a little over 10 minutes, enough to make her worried; she didn't know how he'd react.
He hurtled out of the car and grabbed her into a hug. She hugged him back reluctantly, trying to hold him away from her upper body. "Don't ever do that to me again Steph! I didn't know what had happened to you"
Steph nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she pulled away from him. "Lets just go ok?"
"Ok, but you're telling me what's happening"
"Fine fine, lets just get out of here" She was beginning to feel more normal and well enough to start ordering people about. She got into the passenger seat and sat with her arms crossed in front of her defensively. She'd made sure she'd brought her leather coat with her which she now wore tied securely around her waist, disguising any changes.
Shane got in and started the car. Steph stared out of the windscreen, her thoughts beginning to come back to her in razor sharp focus. She needed Shane's help. "Lets drive to my place"
"Won't Hunter be there"
"I threw him out" Steph snapped
Shane looked at her carefully and gently pulled her arms away from her chest. He took a breath.
"Is this what happened today?"
She inclined her head, her defiant nature masking her feelings. "So what if I did? I only got them to try to keep Hunter"
"True but messing with your body isn't gonna help you, especially so soon after you had them put in"
"I do not need this now Shane so damn well drive!" her voice rose in volume.
Shane put his hands up defensively and began pulling away from the parking spot. "If you think you've made the right decision then fine, I'm just worried about you"
Steph smiled a tiny smile to herself; it was nice to have someone still worried about her. She knew she could rely on Shane, she always could, Daddy always said that in the end no matter how much they fought and destroyed each other, in the end the McMahon's always have each other. Well, she had Shane and only Shane at the moment.
"Hey Steph, just ring Dad to say you're still alive"
Step grinned at Shane and pressed speed dial on her cell phone. She asked for Dad and smiled a little at the worry in his voice, she still had that power over him, she was still Daddy's little girl.
"No I'm fine Daddy...really, just went out by myself for a bit" a wave of nausea came over her "I've gotta go...yeah, I'm with Shane, ok...bye" She threw her phone down and gave Shane a painful smile. "Ok, I'm in pain, happy?"
"No, but it was your decision, lets get to your place and you better tell me everything"