Chapter Two

Shock of Your Life

As Mick Foley slowly swam to consciousness, his head was pounding and the rest of his body was sore. He thought about the strong delusion he had seen; a living, breathing Owen Hart on his doorstep. But that was impossible, right? Afterall, he'd seen Owen's bloody, lifeless body wheeled out of Kemper Arena nearly eleven years ago.

Mick made a motion as to try and rid the images of that awful May night over a decade prior. He discovered to his dismay that the pounding in his skull and the soreness in his neck and back increased to a level he hadn't felt since his wrestling days. As he gave a low moan of pain, he heard the creak of a wooden chair.

"Mick?" his wife's worried voice called to him.

Mick opened his eyes to find his wife leaning over him with concern in her eyes. He struggled to sit up, his sore body protesting the action.

"I'm all right," he said as Collette Foley helped her husband into a sitting position on their couch, "though I think I might be hallucinating again. I could've sworn that I answered the door and Owen was on the other side..."

As Mick talked a figure came around the corner of the entrance to the Foley livingroom. A man Mick never thought he'd see alive again.

"...Of the door," Mick finished softly as he looked at a man that strongly resembled Owen Hart.

Collette looked at the two men with concern.

"I'm going to make some coffee," she said walking out of the room and leaving the two men alone. Mick was looking down at the carpet, while the other man looked quite uncomfortable.

"Mick - " he began.

"Your not him," Mick Foley said shortly, still keeping his gaze to the floor of his house.

"Mick," the other man tried to start again.

"The man I knew died eleven years ago," Mick said, fighting to keep his voice from breaking in front of this impostor who looked like his dead friend.

"It is me Mick," the main said in a voice Mick found too familiar.

"Prove it," Mick challenged, finally looking up from the carpet to examine the face of the man who was claiming to be his long - dead friend.

The man in front of Mick sat down on the chair that Collette Foley had previously occupied. He sat there for a few moments as if trying to think of something that would convince Mick Foley of his true identity. The blonde man's eyes lit up and he gave a small smirk.

"What about the time you, me and Shane McMahon put Helmsley's face all over Sable's pictorial?" the man asked Mick.

Mick's eyes widened in shock. Only a handful of people knew what had been done to one of the copies of Rena 'Sable' Mero's first Playboy magazine spread that March prior to WrestleMania XV and Rena apparently didn't want to mention it in her lawsuit that she filed against the World Wrestling Federation several months later. Vince suspected Owen and Mick of the prank but he had no clue that his oldest child was involved in it. Only Mick and Owen knew that Shane, who disliked the increasingly arrogant Playboy centerfold and prime Diva at that time had been involved in digitizing Hunter Hearst Helmsley's head on Rena Mero's body in one of her Playboy issues.

Both men stood up, Mick in shock, finally convinced that his believed dead friend really was standing in his livingroom, alive and apparently none the worse for wear. Mick and Owen hugged both men near tears.

"What? How?" Mick struggled to vocalize the questions that came with confronting the idea of a living Owen Hart.

"I think a better place to start is 'Who'?" Owen said a flash of anger in his eyes. Mick took it to correctly mean who tried to kill his friend that May night Eleven years ago. Mick got a sick feeling in his gut. If it had been Vince who tried to kill Owen, Mick had a feeling he'd have seen Owen alive years ago, after the Backlash massacre.

"Who?" Mick asked his stomach tightening.

Owen's eyes hardened further.

"Eric Bischoff"

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