Dallas woke up in the trainers room with a huge headache. Both Brock and Shannon were in the room with her.
"You should've listened to me." Brock said and then he left.
"Oh my god. Baby I'm so sorry. I thought I was gonna get Brock. He moved out of the way. Honest." Shannon said to her.
"Shannon it's ok. I don't even remembered what happened." Dallas said.
"Dallas you're gonna need to get lots of rest. I would avoid physical activity for a few days. Don't want to aggravate your injury." The trainer said, "You make sure she gets lots of rest Shannon."
"Oh I will." Shannon said.
Shannon took Dallas to his hotel room. He wasn't about to leave her alone, especially since Brock's room was across the hall from hers.
"Alright, it's been a long day. You sleep now." Shannon said.
"I could if you would stop talking." Dallas said. She slipped under the covers and closed her eyes. She felt Shannon kiss her cheek softly and also get into bed.
Next day it was off to the arena for the next show. Dallas didn't really want to be there. She didn't want to face Brock. 'Did he move on purpose? Did he know Shannon had the chair?' we're the thoughts that were going through her mind.
"Shannon, I have to go to tell Brock that I can't work with him today." Dallas said.
"You want me to come with you?" Shannon asked. Dallas shook her head at him.
"No, I can face him alone." Dallas said.
Dallas walked into Brock's locker room. He looked upset but, when he saw her he quickly masked his emotions with a stern face.
"You should've listened to me. Then you wouldn't have gotten hit by that chair." Brock said.
"Did you know he was gonna hit me?" Dallas asked him.
"No. And if you're wondering. I would've taken the chair hit for you. No women should be hit by a chair, even if I do hate them." Brock said.
"I'm not her to argue with you. I'm fucking tired of it. I just came to tell you that I can't work with you tonight. Trainer said it wasn't the best idea." Dallas told him.
"Well, you gotta work with me tonight. You have no choice. I won't let you get hurt out there ok." Brock said. The toughness in Brock's voice had disappeared.
"Brock I can't." Dallas said.
"I'm not gonna let you get hurt. You're going out there with me and that's final." Brock yelled at her.
"Can't you ever have sympathy on a person. This is all your damn fault. You moved out of the way. I blame you." Dallas said. Her words hurt him but, he wasn't about to let them show.
"Fine. Why don't you go back to Shannon." Brock said. Dallas walked out of the room without saying a word to him.
"Dammit Lesnar." Brock said to himself. Brock punched to wall and went to go work off some of his steam.
Dallas went back to Shannon who was waiting for her outside the divas locker room.
"I have to work tonight. No choice. Look, I'm gonna go talk to John. I know he must be worried about me after what had happened." Dallas said.
"Ok." Shannon said. She gave him a kiss before going to look for John.
John of course was with Dawn when Dallas found him. As soon as he saw her he ran over to her.
"Oh my god, are you ok?" John asked.
"I'm fine. Really. I just have this huge headache." Dallas said.
"None of that was scripted was it?" Dawn asked already knowing the answer.
"No it wasn't. I tried to stop Brock from beating up Shannon worse than he already was. I ended up getting the worst of it." Dallas said. She sat down next to Dawn. She was upset, confused, and hurt.
"You know, when they were taking you to the back, Brock had this really concerned look on his face. He was worried about you. He kept saying ' I didn't mean to move, I didn't mean to move.' " John said to her.
"He did?" Dallas asked.
"Yeah, he let his true feelings show." Dawn said, "You can be happy about that can't you?"
"It makes me even more confused. I just came to let you guys know that I was ok. I should get back to Shannon. He's feeling guilty as hell." Dallas told them.
Dallas went back to Shannon. He was standing at the same exact place, in front of the divas locker room.
"Hey there baby." Dallas said. Shannon smiled at the sight of her.
"Gone so long, I thought you had gotten lost." Shannon said. Dallas laughed a little.
"I was only gone for five minutes." Dallas told him. He slipped an arm around her waist and they started walking.
"Yeah but it seems like forever." Shannon said," Can I tell you something?" Shannon looked a little bit nervous.
"You can tell me anything Shannon." Dallas said. Shannon cleared his throat and faced Dallas a little more.
"I love you." Shannon said. Shannon stared at Dallas waiting for an answer. Dallas stood there in shock, without really knowing what to say to him.
"You should've listened to me." Brock said and then he left.
"Oh my god. Baby I'm so sorry. I thought I was gonna get Brock. He moved out of the way. Honest." Shannon said to her.
"Shannon it's ok. I don't even remembered what happened." Dallas said.
"Dallas you're gonna need to get lots of rest. I would avoid physical activity for a few days. Don't want to aggravate your injury." The trainer said, "You make sure she gets lots of rest Shannon."
"Oh I will." Shannon said.
Shannon took Dallas to his hotel room. He wasn't about to leave her alone, especially since Brock's room was across the hall from hers.
"Alright, it's been a long day. You sleep now." Shannon said.
"I could if you would stop talking." Dallas said. She slipped under the covers and closed her eyes. She felt Shannon kiss her cheek softly and also get into bed.
Next day it was off to the arena for the next show. Dallas didn't really want to be there. She didn't want to face Brock. 'Did he move on purpose? Did he know Shannon had the chair?' we're the thoughts that were going through her mind.
"Shannon, I have to go to tell Brock that I can't work with him today." Dallas said.
"You want me to come with you?" Shannon asked. Dallas shook her head at him.
"No, I can face him alone." Dallas said.
Dallas walked into Brock's locker room. He looked upset but, when he saw her he quickly masked his emotions with a stern face.
"You should've listened to me. Then you wouldn't have gotten hit by that chair." Brock said.
"Did you know he was gonna hit me?" Dallas asked him.
"No. And if you're wondering. I would've taken the chair hit for you. No women should be hit by a chair, even if I do hate them." Brock said.
"I'm not her to argue with you. I'm fucking tired of it. I just came to tell you that I can't work with you tonight. Trainer said it wasn't the best idea." Dallas told him.
"Well, you gotta work with me tonight. You have no choice. I won't let you get hurt out there ok." Brock said. The toughness in Brock's voice had disappeared.
"Brock I can't." Dallas said.
"I'm not gonna let you get hurt. You're going out there with me and that's final." Brock yelled at her.
"Can't you ever have sympathy on a person. This is all your damn fault. You moved out of the way. I blame you." Dallas said. Her words hurt him but, he wasn't about to let them show.
"Fine. Why don't you go back to Shannon." Brock said. Dallas walked out of the room without saying a word to him.
"Dammit Lesnar." Brock said to himself. Brock punched to wall and went to go work off some of his steam.
Dallas went back to Shannon who was waiting for her outside the divas locker room.
"I have to work tonight. No choice. Look, I'm gonna go talk to John. I know he must be worried about me after what had happened." Dallas said.
"Ok." Shannon said. She gave him a kiss before going to look for John.
John of course was with Dawn when Dallas found him. As soon as he saw her he ran over to her.
"Oh my god, are you ok?" John asked.
"I'm fine. Really. I just have this huge headache." Dallas said.
"None of that was scripted was it?" Dawn asked already knowing the answer.
"No it wasn't. I tried to stop Brock from beating up Shannon worse than he already was. I ended up getting the worst of it." Dallas said. She sat down next to Dawn. She was upset, confused, and hurt.
"You know, when they were taking you to the back, Brock had this really concerned look on his face. He was worried about you. He kept saying ' I didn't mean to move, I didn't mean to move.' " John said to her.
"He did?" Dallas asked.
"Yeah, he let his true feelings show." Dawn said, "You can be happy about that can't you?"
"It makes me even more confused. I just came to let you guys know that I was ok. I should get back to Shannon. He's feeling guilty as hell." Dallas told them.
Dallas went back to Shannon. He was standing at the same exact place, in front of the divas locker room.
"Hey there baby." Dallas said. Shannon smiled at the sight of her.
"Gone so long, I thought you had gotten lost." Shannon said. Dallas laughed a little.
"I was only gone for five minutes." Dallas told him. He slipped an arm around her waist and they started walking.
"Yeah but it seems like forever." Shannon said," Can I tell you something?" Shannon looked a little bit nervous.
"You can tell me anything Shannon." Dallas said. Shannon cleared his throat and faced Dallas a little more.
"I love you." Shannon said. Shannon stared at Dallas waiting for an answer. Dallas stood there in shock, without really knowing what to say to him.