Disclaimer: Still remains the same. I do not own any of the actual WWE
superstars in this story, but I'm still planning on it. I do own Hayley
Peterson - Gowen and I do own Ariel the best friend. Other then that, it's
all up for grabs folks.
A/N: So with that last chapter and with everyone placing bets on who is doing it, Robyn, you're as cold as ice babe. Jeff Jarrett wasn't even on my radar, but keep reading and things get worse. I love the fact that I finished this story offline. So I'm sorry if this chapter is bland, but it leads to greater good.
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Dave was almost beside himself as he paced up and down the narrow corridor of the hospital. He had been in enough of them to not have any feeling but this time felt different and he couldn't even begin to explain it. This was someone who he had had contact with and now she was here lying in a bed fighting for her life.
Noticing the doctor making his way out of the ICU and remembering what Bret told him about keeping abreast of Stephanie's condition he tapped the doctor on the shoulder as he made his way down the hall at a rapid pace.
"I'm Detective Williams with the NYPD. Can you tell me anything about Stephanie McMahon's condition at this time?"
"Detective, she is not out of the woods yet but we did manage to stop the bleeding. She is one lucky young woman. Five minutes more and she might have been dead."
"Has anyone contacted her family from the hospital?"
"We have, but to no avail. For someone with a high profile name like your victim, it seems like absolutely no one gives a damn."
Nodding his head in agreement Dave pulled out his cell phone and dialed his partner to let him know the latest.
"Havermann here."
"Bret its Dave. Stephanie made it out of surgery and they stopped the internal bleeding but she won't be out of the woods for awhile."
Thanks for the update partner. What do you want to do from here?"
"Since she is being taken care of, and I've got a couple of days until we can speak to her, I want to go visit a few people in the murder of her mother."
"Well call the Chief and then take a week and go do it. You mind telling me who you want to speak too?"
"Bret, Stephanie mentioned that her father was cheating and sleeping around on her mother. I think it's time that I met the other woman."
"The 'Sable' lady that you were telling me about? The one from the show tonight?"
"One and the same partner. I also want to interview the fiancé too. Maybe he can shed some light on where he was that night afterwards and even about tonight's attack."
"Go do your business but be careful Dave. You need to remember that you aren't God and that whoever is doing this means business."
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"Excuse me, but you have no right to be in here. Fans do not come backstage."
Dave studied the long legged blonde as she entered the now empty locker room. When he had arrived there an hour earlier he was told Rena was shooting a promo spot to be shown on a later show, which Dave learned was a scene in actors speak. The ladies had told him to wait and now he met what he was waiting for.
Dave noticed that Rena had about ten years on Stephanie and it showed with the lines on her face. She was also obviously made of plastic and it made him sick to his stomach thinking that Vince probably paid for all of it.
"I'm not a fan. I'm with the New York City Police Department." Making sure that she believed him and didn't think he was just an imaginative fan he pulled out his badge and passed it too her.
"Well good evening Detective Williams of the NYPD. What do you want from little old me?"
"I want to know your role in the murder of one Linda McMahon. I'm sure you've been warned that I would be coming."
"Actually no, I wasn't aware I was even on your radar, but now that you are here, how can I help?"
"We have had it brought to our attention that Linda was going to file for divorce after she found out about your affair with her husband. Do you have any thoughts on this?"
"Linda knew way before now about Vince and me. She just never had the nerve to call him on it. Everyone knows Vince made her what she was."
"And what was that per say?"
"She was rich and loved it and she didn't want to jeopardize it."
Dave rolled his eyes and wrote all of this down in his notebook. He was a lover of all things female but just the mere thought of this woman made him sick. Ever since he had set eyes on Stephanie and all of her strength the same effect was happening with all women.
"Where were you Monday evening between 9 and 12 AM?"
"Having dinner with Vince at a bistro down the street from your precinct actually. Quaint little place as I recall."
Alarm bells went off in Dave's head as he recalled the script from Bret's interview with Vince and his son. Someone was lying here and he was going to find out whom.
"One last question and I'll let you get cleaned up."
"Anything you need Detective. I have nothing to hide."
Dave wanted to agree with her just based on how she was dressed but decided to keep his mouth shut, it would be too easy. Instead he just smiled politely.
"Were you at the arena last night at 11PM after Smack down had finished taping?"
"Yes, I finished my segment and came back here and showered. My personal driver was late so I stuck around here to wait for him. Why do you ask?"
"Are you aware that Stephanie McMahon, your boss and your sugar daddies daughter was attacked there last night?"
Rena looked at Dave in complete and utter disbelief. It was obvious by the look on her face that she knew nothing of this attack. Dave wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily though.
"I had no idea! Does Vince know?"
"The hospital has called but we are unsure if he knows.or if he even cares."
"That's terrible, please send my condolences."
Walking toward the door Dave was completely and utterly disgusted. She was already treating Stephanie like the family dead dog. It was obvious that something wasn't right.
"Oh Ms Mero?"
"Yes?"
"Don't leave town. Or for that matter because of your job, don't go far from town. I will be back with more questions for you. This isn't over."
As he walked out the door, he turned back to see a ghostly look cover over her heavily made up face. He would be back, and next time he wouldn't be alone.
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A/N2: I also forgot to tell you Robyn that in terms of it being someone pissed off and disgruntled, hot! The best thing about telling you that is that the WWE has pissed off many a people in the years, think NWA, LOL so you can run the gamut of people with your guessing. Okay look for the next chapter tomorrow.
A/N: So with that last chapter and with everyone placing bets on who is doing it, Robyn, you're as cold as ice babe. Jeff Jarrett wasn't even on my radar, but keep reading and things get worse. I love the fact that I finished this story offline. So I'm sorry if this chapter is bland, but it leads to greater good.
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Dave was almost beside himself as he paced up and down the narrow corridor of the hospital. He had been in enough of them to not have any feeling but this time felt different and he couldn't even begin to explain it. This was someone who he had had contact with and now she was here lying in a bed fighting for her life.
Noticing the doctor making his way out of the ICU and remembering what Bret told him about keeping abreast of Stephanie's condition he tapped the doctor on the shoulder as he made his way down the hall at a rapid pace.
"I'm Detective Williams with the NYPD. Can you tell me anything about Stephanie McMahon's condition at this time?"
"Detective, she is not out of the woods yet but we did manage to stop the bleeding. She is one lucky young woman. Five minutes more and she might have been dead."
"Has anyone contacted her family from the hospital?"
"We have, but to no avail. For someone with a high profile name like your victim, it seems like absolutely no one gives a damn."
Nodding his head in agreement Dave pulled out his cell phone and dialed his partner to let him know the latest.
"Havermann here."
"Bret its Dave. Stephanie made it out of surgery and they stopped the internal bleeding but she won't be out of the woods for awhile."
Thanks for the update partner. What do you want to do from here?"
"Since she is being taken care of, and I've got a couple of days until we can speak to her, I want to go visit a few people in the murder of her mother."
"Well call the Chief and then take a week and go do it. You mind telling me who you want to speak too?"
"Bret, Stephanie mentioned that her father was cheating and sleeping around on her mother. I think it's time that I met the other woman."
"The 'Sable' lady that you were telling me about? The one from the show tonight?"
"One and the same partner. I also want to interview the fiancé too. Maybe he can shed some light on where he was that night afterwards and even about tonight's attack."
"Go do your business but be careful Dave. You need to remember that you aren't God and that whoever is doing this means business."
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"Excuse me, but you have no right to be in here. Fans do not come backstage."
Dave studied the long legged blonde as she entered the now empty locker room. When he had arrived there an hour earlier he was told Rena was shooting a promo spot to be shown on a later show, which Dave learned was a scene in actors speak. The ladies had told him to wait and now he met what he was waiting for.
Dave noticed that Rena had about ten years on Stephanie and it showed with the lines on her face. She was also obviously made of plastic and it made him sick to his stomach thinking that Vince probably paid for all of it.
"I'm not a fan. I'm with the New York City Police Department." Making sure that she believed him and didn't think he was just an imaginative fan he pulled out his badge and passed it too her.
"Well good evening Detective Williams of the NYPD. What do you want from little old me?"
"I want to know your role in the murder of one Linda McMahon. I'm sure you've been warned that I would be coming."
"Actually no, I wasn't aware I was even on your radar, but now that you are here, how can I help?"
"We have had it brought to our attention that Linda was going to file for divorce after she found out about your affair with her husband. Do you have any thoughts on this?"
"Linda knew way before now about Vince and me. She just never had the nerve to call him on it. Everyone knows Vince made her what she was."
"And what was that per say?"
"She was rich and loved it and she didn't want to jeopardize it."
Dave rolled his eyes and wrote all of this down in his notebook. He was a lover of all things female but just the mere thought of this woman made him sick. Ever since he had set eyes on Stephanie and all of her strength the same effect was happening with all women.
"Where were you Monday evening between 9 and 12 AM?"
"Having dinner with Vince at a bistro down the street from your precinct actually. Quaint little place as I recall."
Alarm bells went off in Dave's head as he recalled the script from Bret's interview with Vince and his son. Someone was lying here and he was going to find out whom.
"One last question and I'll let you get cleaned up."
"Anything you need Detective. I have nothing to hide."
Dave wanted to agree with her just based on how she was dressed but decided to keep his mouth shut, it would be too easy. Instead he just smiled politely.
"Were you at the arena last night at 11PM after Smack down had finished taping?"
"Yes, I finished my segment and came back here and showered. My personal driver was late so I stuck around here to wait for him. Why do you ask?"
"Are you aware that Stephanie McMahon, your boss and your sugar daddies daughter was attacked there last night?"
Rena looked at Dave in complete and utter disbelief. It was obvious by the look on her face that she knew nothing of this attack. Dave wasn't going to let her off the hook that easily though.
"I had no idea! Does Vince know?"
"The hospital has called but we are unsure if he knows.or if he even cares."
"That's terrible, please send my condolences."
Walking toward the door Dave was completely and utterly disgusted. She was already treating Stephanie like the family dead dog. It was obvious that something wasn't right.
"Oh Ms Mero?"
"Yes?"
"Don't leave town. Or for that matter because of your job, don't go far from town. I will be back with more questions for you. This isn't over."
As he walked out the door, he turned back to see a ghostly look cover over her heavily made up face. He would be back, and next time he wouldn't be alone.
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A/N2: I also forgot to tell you Robyn that in terms of it being someone pissed off and disgruntled, hot! The best thing about telling you that is that the WWE has pissed off many a people in the years, think NWA, LOL so you can run the gamut of people with your guessing. Okay look for the next chapter tomorrow.