Paper Connection

By Cold-Zephyr

Rating: PG

Genre: Angst/Drama

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Description: -slash- Bret/Shawn They may live miles apart, but they still remain connected. Read the heartfelt and painful letters that these two write each other in this story, "Paper Connection."

A/N: The letters gradually get shorter and shorter as the scenes get longer and longer, now that we're nearing the end of this story. Hope you like this chapter, people! I spent a good five hours toiling over it. And like I said, letter's gonna be short here. Hope it's okay, y'all! A little bit more slashiness in this chapter (I have Yhu to blame for my getting slightly more desensitized to slash fiction...oh, Yhu, why do you have to be so gosh-darn talented?? LOL)

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Chapter 6: There's Gotta Be A Way

The twenty-four blood red roses Bret had sent him were now placed in a vase that sat prettily in the middle of Shawn Michaels' coffee table. Shawn was sitting on one end of the table, eyeing the roses as the sunshine poured in through the glass window in the kitchen. The entire house was silent as he sat there by his lonesome. Funny how coffee tables always come with two chairs, Shawn thought, now staring at the empty chair across from him. Just goes to show that no one's meant to live all alone.

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Dear Bret,

No! You can't give up just yet...I won't let you! I love you, Bret...I love you too much to let that happen. You're all that I want, all that I need to be happy, and I ain't gonna let you slip right through my fingers. I can't...

My heart is yours and no one else's. You're the center of my universe, the absolute love of my life...you're the only one for me. It just ain't easy to give you up that quickly. It's impossible for me to get over you. I hope you still feel the same way about me as I do about you, because my love for you only gets deeper and deeper.

If only you were here, Bret. I would wrap my arms around you and hold you close to me. I want to let you take my lips captive, I want to feel your skin against mine, I want our bodies to be entwined together, I want you to take me away, I want to belong to you and you alone...I ache to make sweet, passionate love to you, giving you both my body and my heart, screaming your name over and over again as pure ecstasy takes over my entire body...I long for you to cherish me. Most of all, I want to keep you by my side forever, and never let you go, because you just don't do that to the one you love with all of your heart, mind and soul.

But right now, I can only do that in my dreams. Why is life so unfair to the two of us? Why?

Damn it, I'm tired of wasting away. I'm tired of being alone. I'm tired of not having you near me. I am so sick and tired of just sitting here and wishing for a miracle to happen...it's about time I made it happen myself.

Bret, I'm scared. The thought of living on in eternal misery and loneliness...it haunts me every hour of the day. Me being me, I'm not going to give this up without a fight. There's gotta be a way, and I promise, I swear I'm going to find it, no matter what it takes.

Please, don't give up on me...on us.

Yours always and forever,

Shawn

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The entire World Wrestling Entertainment crew was in attendance at a meeting scheduled by the chairman of the WWE, Vince McMahon himself. He cleared his throat into the microphone at the podium onstage, causing everyone to stop their friendly banter and pay attention to the boss, and whatever it was that he had to say.

"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen, Superstars and Divas," he began, "I called you all here to discuss the greatest sports-entertainment event of this season, and next to Wrestlemania, the greatest event of the entire year: WWE Summerslam."

Polite applause echoed throughout the conference room before Vince continued. "Now, I would like to welcome all suggestions for where we ought to hold this pay-per-view. If anyone has an ideal venue for Summerslam 2004, please say so."

The room became noisy as the wrestlers all called out their suggestions. "The Chicago All-State Arena," Chris Jericho called out.

"Madison Square Garden," chirped Stacy Keibler.

Kurt Angle stood up and shouted out his suggestion. "The Philadelphia CoreStates Center!"

"Detroit, Michigan!"

"Miami, Florida!"

"Cameron, North Carolina!"

"Houston, Texas!"

Everyone was excitedly sharing their ideas, many of them suggesting their own hometowns (for obvious reasons). Finally, Shawn Michaels spoke up. "What about Canada?"

Silence quickly fell over everybody in the room, and they all turned to stare at Shawn, dumbfounded. Mr. McMahon was a little surprised himself. "Well, Canada's excellent, and the crowds are always wild, but Shawn, don't you...?"

Shawn knew what Vince was thinking. He knew what everyone was thinking about his suggestion. The loud chants of the Canada crowd in Backlash repeated in his head: You screwed Bret...you screwed Bret...you screwed Bret!!! "Okay, I know I'm not exactly the most popular guy there, but hey, Summerslam ain't all about HBK, right?" Besides, there was another certain reason behind his suggestion...a certain someone he needed to see.

Vince nodded. "Canada it is then! I'm glad the Canadians haven't gotten under your skin all that much, Shawn. Your selflessness and tolerance are very admirable."

Shawn could only smile at this. Au contraire, Vince, he thought, those Canuck crowds still piss me off, but it's worth suffering through. I have to see Bret again.

"So, everyone: What city in Canada?"

All the people in attendance shouted out one name in perfect unison, the wrestlers' favorite city in Canada to visit: "TORONTO!!!"

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A/N: Ooh, looks like the WWE crew's going to Canada for Summerslam! How will this affect the paper lovers, and when will they finally see each other again? Patience, dear readers, I'll have the answer cooked up in this little brain of mine in a week or two. I can't wait to hear what you thought of this chapter! Let me know!

Love always and all ways (LOL that was a Miss Jackie rip-off), Cold-Zephyr