Disclaimer As of yet negotiations for my ownership of Brock have been
deadlock, so the WWE still owns him and everybody else. I got Maggie and
Grayson!
AN: Since I have a family reunion this weekend, (insert dramatic funeral march music here) I give you two chapters in a row! How much do ya love me!? Teehee Audacious
***
The three of us stood and watched with the group that had gathered back stage as The Show and Brock were rolled past us on stretchers to First Aid.
"Mark?" I stared, tears in my eyes, "What the hell happened? I'm guessing that the ring isn't supposed to collapse like that."
"I've seen a lot of stuff darlin', but I ain't never seen that."
"What's gonna happen?" I felt panicky, like I was going to hyperventilate. My mind raced to different scenarios, each one bigger and worst then the last.
"Maggie get a hold of yourself," he said giving my shoulders a little shake that jarred me back to reality, "Its gonna be ok, really. You gotta pull yourself together and be that strong woman I know you are."
I shook my head clearing out the cobwebs that had formed and quickly wiped my eyes, choking down a sob forcing myself not to get upset and freak out, "Thanks. I normally don't panic like that."
"Its ok girl, its understandable." He put his arm around my shoulder, "C'mon I'll take ya down to First Aid."
I picked a very quiet Grayson off the floor and hugged him tightly as we went down to first aid where we were met by a couple of guys standing guard.
"Sorry Mark we cant let anyone through. You'll have to wait like everybody else."
"Listen Mac, I could care less, but see this beautiful lady? She is Brock's girl, so just let her in ok?"
Mac looked at my tear-stained cheeks and sighed, "Fine, but the kid has to stay out here."
I looked at Mark, "Its ok darlin' I'll take him," as he lifted Grayson out of my arms, "Go tell Brock he was a dumb ass for trying that and a son-of-a- bitch for pullin' it off"
I gave him a quick hug, "Thank you" and then opened the door, walking inside not sure of what to expect.
One of the trainers, tried to kick me out but a voice saying, "Nah she's cool I need her here" stopped him. Brock was sitting on the table, getting his ribs wrapped looked at me sheepishly, "Hey, so that didn't work as well as we thought."
"Oh really you think?" I asked walking over an taking his hand, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm good. They did the stretchers as a precaution, both of us landed clean."
"But why weren't you moving? It freaked me out something awful I'll have you know Grayson was about ready to run down there and rescue you."
"Got the wind knocked out of me" He put a hand on my cheek and softly stroked the tear lines, "Are you ok?"
"Jury's still out, but I think I'll make it," He squeezed my hand " What's with your ribs?"
"Eh, old injury, they usually hurt after falls like that, so I get 'em taped up."
"OK Brock," one of the trainers said, "You're good to go. You're a little more worse for wear then usual, so take it easy for a couple days." Then he looked at me and back to Brock, "Don't do anything to strenuous, got that?" he said pointedly
Brock grinned as I flushed understanding his meaning, "Got it." Brock climbed down from the table and grabbed his belt from the chair, "C'mon gorgeous, lets get out of here."
"Good to see ya man" Mark said seeing us come out, "You are one crazy mother, and don't do that again."
Brock just groaned, "Thanks dad. Before we go, I gotta go get my bag out of my locker room. I think I might cause a scene like this." He said looking down at his wrestling trunks.
Grayson was sleeping on Mark's shoulder, tired from the excitement. "Here let me take him," I said, "He can get heavy."
"Don't you worry about it darlin'. Reminds me of my son when he was little, except he would wear Dead Man Inc shirts instead of a cape and a mask"
I smiled, "What would I do without you?"
When we got to his locker room, there was a technician waiting for us. "Hey Brock, Vince needs to see you before you leave."
Brock groaned, "Can't it wait till tomorrow?"
"Sorry, he said he needed to go over the ring collapse with you and it needs to get done tonight."
"Fine, tell him I'll be there in 5 minutes." The tech ran off down the hall to deliver the message, as Brock leaned against his door looking tired, "I'm sorry gorgeous, I gotta stick around here. I'll stop by your room when we get done ok?"
"That's fine. We are in room 1547, do you know how long you'll be?"
"Not a clue. Mark would you mind walking them over?"
"All ready planned on it. Maggie, I'm gonna walk down and get a drink."
"OK I'll be there in a second."
"C'mere baby," Brock said pulling me into his arms and holding me tight as Mark disappeared around the corner, "I'm sorry I scared you." I buried my face in his neck, feeling the tears coming, the sobs I had been holding in released, "Aw honey, please don't cry," he's said softly, rubbing my back, "Everything's fine, nobody got hurt."
"I know," I said shakily, "Its just that n-n-next time you might n-n-not be so lucky. And then what happens?"
Brock lifted my chin looking in my eyes, "Baby we can't sit and wonder what if all the time. We need to seize the moment, and take chances. That's what this business is all about."
"I know."
"There is something more isn't there? Something you're not telling me."
I leaned back against him, feeling his heart beat against my cheek, its steady rhythm calming me down, "You could always read me like a book." I sighed, "Its just that, you know those dreams I've been having?"
"Yeah."
"Well they were mostly about you, and you getting hurt. And there nothing I can do to stop it. Just like tonight. And I couldn't do anyth-" a sob tore through me
"Ah Mags," he pulled me tighter against him, threading his fingers through my hair, "Dreams won't hurt you. But I understand you not wanting to feel helpless."
"Thank you for understanding," I said pulling back and giving him a soft kiss, "I probably should go, Mark's waiting."
"Yeah," he kissed my forehead, "I'll be by as soon as I'm done here. Now wipe your tears."
"Yes sir." Giving him a little grin
"That's my girl."
I grabbed my stuff from the locker room, and gave Brock another kiss good- bye, "Oh here is the second key to my room. Just let yourself in," I slipped the key in his hand, "See you in awhile," I called walking down the hallway. I found Mark sitting down with a still sleeping Grayson,
"Ready darlin'?"
"Yeah, thank you for waiting."
"I figured you two needed a talk. Feel better?"
"Much."
By the time we got to the hotel room Grayson had somewhat woken up and was relieved to hear his hero was ok.
"Momma can I stay up and wait for Uncle Brock?" he asked with a big yawn
"No, I don't know how long he'll be, you'll be able to see him in the morning. Go give Mark a hug and say good night and then go get ready for bed."
Gray ran over and gave Mark a big hug, "G'night!"
"G'night Gray-man, I'll see you later."
Grayson ran to his room, "Are you gonna tuck me in?" he asked looking at me
"I wouldn't miss it."
"And read a story?"
"Its pretty late. We'll read two tomorrow."
"Otay." And he shut the door
Mark grinned, "He's a good kid."
"He's the best. Mark I want to thank you for all your help today. I don't think I would have made it."
"Aw darlin you would've made it just fine. But you're welcome. Do you mind me askin' a personal question?"
"No, go for it."
"I was just wonderin' about Grayson's daddy, and if he is involved in his life. I 'm taking it that Uncle Brock's not his daddy, right?"
"You are very right," I sighed, "And as for Grayson real dad, who knows? He could be a drifter, lawyer, or a rock 'n' roll star. I don't know. Personally I'm hoping that he's not a lawyer."
"Don't know?" Mark raised his eyebrows.
"I am not that kind of girl." I said rolling my eyes as Mark laughed, "Grayson is actually my nephew. I lost my only sister, and parents in a car accident when Gray was about 1, and I adopted him."
"Ah, I see. That explains a lot."
"What do you mean?"
"Your stiff upper lip and your strength, girl. You're a warrior, I can tell that about you."
"I'm a warrior? Me? The girl who gets sick to her stomach when her boyfriend flies in the air with a giant, and then lands, collapsing a ring? You sure about that?"
"Yes, you dammit. And you handled that a lot better then any other person in your shoes. Darlin' I better get goin'" he said looking athe clock, "Its late for an old man like me." He leaned over and kissed the top of my head, "I'll see ya tomorrow."
"G'night Mark Thanks again."
"Don't mention it." As he close the door behind him
I went into Gray's room to tuck him in. He had all ready gotten in his jammies, crawled into bed and had fallen fast asleep. I sat on the bed, smoothing his hair back, smiling as he sighed and shifted. I leaned against the headboard with my head back resting on the wall and closed my eyes listing to Grayson's quiet breathing.
*
"Maggie?" Brock asked softly in the dark coming into the room.
I jerked awake, "Right here."
"Hey," he said kneeling on the floor resting his arms on the bed with a hand on my knee. "Did he ever wake up?"
"Yeah he was up and asking for you. You better be ready to answer a lot of questions in the morning."
Brock laughed softly, "Yes ma'am."
"So what did Vince say about the ring?"
"Not much, just that we ripped it out of the cement and totaled the support beams."
"Are you serious?"
"Oh yeah. Good thing we travel with extra rings, otherwise we would be screwed."
"Wow."
"C'mon," he said taking my hand, "lets go in the living room so we don't wake him up."
I bent down giving Grayson a kiss on his forehead, then getting up following Brock out.
"I'm pooped." I announced flopping down on the couch Brock sat down next to me lifting his arm for me to scoot against him. I laid my head on his chest and sighed. "I need more naps."
Brock laughed, "If I remember correctly, that's all you did in college."
"Shaddup Lesner. I've been going in withdrawal since then."
"Hey do you mind me staying here tonight? Rey's got the wife over and I don't think they need or want an audience."
"You know you can get your own room, you don't have to share."
"Yeah I know, I like rooming with Rey though. He's easy to pick on, and he dishes it back."
"You picking on him? I can't imagine that." I laughed, "Sure you can stay here. I suppose you want to stay with me too." I asked grinning looking up at him
"Damm you saw through me all ready." He said grinning
"You can only if you promise to behave and not to ravish me while I sleep."
"Ravish you?" He grin turned into a wide smile, "Now there's a thought."
"In your dreams Baby cakes. As much as I like sitting here listening to you think about ravishing me, I really need to go to bed." I said yawning sitting up.
"Now there a good idea, I need to shower first. I'll see ya there."
"Is that what that smell is?" I said laughing ducking behind the bedroom door as Brock threw a pillow at me. I shut the door so I could change into my jammies and crawled into bed, sinking into the mattress, and pulling the blankets up to my chin snuggling into their warmth.
A short while later, Brock edged into bed, lifting the blankets up and letting in cold air. "Dangit just when I had warmed up," I said shivering turning on to my side facing him
He laughed, "Well then c'mere goofy."
I snuggled against him as he wrapped his arms around me. He was shirtless, his skin still slightly damp from his shower, the soap scent still lingering. Inwardly my mind groaned from sensory overload
"I have to say, that smell is a vast improvement."
He laughed, the sound vibrated in his chest tickling my ear, another groan from my brain echoed. "Good night Maggie. Love you"
"I love you too."
He breathing grew slow and even as he drifted off to sleep, oblivious of the suffering I was being caused with just him being there. His fingers were wrapped around my arm, his thumb slowly caressing my skin. I almost thought he was doing this on purpose for the incident that happened earlier. Slowly, I started to relax, drifting off into my own fitful sleep feeling safe, warm, and loved.
AN: Since I have a family reunion this weekend, (insert dramatic funeral march music here) I give you two chapters in a row! How much do ya love me!? Teehee Audacious
***
The three of us stood and watched with the group that had gathered back stage as The Show and Brock were rolled past us on stretchers to First Aid.
"Mark?" I stared, tears in my eyes, "What the hell happened? I'm guessing that the ring isn't supposed to collapse like that."
"I've seen a lot of stuff darlin', but I ain't never seen that."
"What's gonna happen?" I felt panicky, like I was going to hyperventilate. My mind raced to different scenarios, each one bigger and worst then the last.
"Maggie get a hold of yourself," he said giving my shoulders a little shake that jarred me back to reality, "Its gonna be ok, really. You gotta pull yourself together and be that strong woman I know you are."
I shook my head clearing out the cobwebs that had formed and quickly wiped my eyes, choking down a sob forcing myself not to get upset and freak out, "Thanks. I normally don't panic like that."
"Its ok girl, its understandable." He put his arm around my shoulder, "C'mon I'll take ya down to First Aid."
I picked a very quiet Grayson off the floor and hugged him tightly as we went down to first aid where we were met by a couple of guys standing guard.
"Sorry Mark we cant let anyone through. You'll have to wait like everybody else."
"Listen Mac, I could care less, but see this beautiful lady? She is Brock's girl, so just let her in ok?"
Mac looked at my tear-stained cheeks and sighed, "Fine, but the kid has to stay out here."
I looked at Mark, "Its ok darlin' I'll take him," as he lifted Grayson out of my arms, "Go tell Brock he was a dumb ass for trying that and a son-of-a- bitch for pullin' it off"
I gave him a quick hug, "Thank you" and then opened the door, walking inside not sure of what to expect.
One of the trainers, tried to kick me out but a voice saying, "Nah she's cool I need her here" stopped him. Brock was sitting on the table, getting his ribs wrapped looked at me sheepishly, "Hey, so that didn't work as well as we thought."
"Oh really you think?" I asked walking over an taking his hand, "Are you ok?"
"Yeah I'm good. They did the stretchers as a precaution, both of us landed clean."
"But why weren't you moving? It freaked me out something awful I'll have you know Grayson was about ready to run down there and rescue you."
"Got the wind knocked out of me" He put a hand on my cheek and softly stroked the tear lines, "Are you ok?"
"Jury's still out, but I think I'll make it," He squeezed my hand " What's with your ribs?"
"Eh, old injury, they usually hurt after falls like that, so I get 'em taped up."
"OK Brock," one of the trainers said, "You're good to go. You're a little more worse for wear then usual, so take it easy for a couple days." Then he looked at me and back to Brock, "Don't do anything to strenuous, got that?" he said pointedly
Brock grinned as I flushed understanding his meaning, "Got it." Brock climbed down from the table and grabbed his belt from the chair, "C'mon gorgeous, lets get out of here."
"Good to see ya man" Mark said seeing us come out, "You are one crazy mother, and don't do that again."
Brock just groaned, "Thanks dad. Before we go, I gotta go get my bag out of my locker room. I think I might cause a scene like this." He said looking down at his wrestling trunks.
Grayson was sleeping on Mark's shoulder, tired from the excitement. "Here let me take him," I said, "He can get heavy."
"Don't you worry about it darlin'. Reminds me of my son when he was little, except he would wear Dead Man Inc shirts instead of a cape and a mask"
I smiled, "What would I do without you?"
When we got to his locker room, there was a technician waiting for us. "Hey Brock, Vince needs to see you before you leave."
Brock groaned, "Can't it wait till tomorrow?"
"Sorry, he said he needed to go over the ring collapse with you and it needs to get done tonight."
"Fine, tell him I'll be there in 5 minutes." The tech ran off down the hall to deliver the message, as Brock leaned against his door looking tired, "I'm sorry gorgeous, I gotta stick around here. I'll stop by your room when we get done ok?"
"That's fine. We are in room 1547, do you know how long you'll be?"
"Not a clue. Mark would you mind walking them over?"
"All ready planned on it. Maggie, I'm gonna walk down and get a drink."
"OK I'll be there in a second."
"C'mere baby," Brock said pulling me into his arms and holding me tight as Mark disappeared around the corner, "I'm sorry I scared you." I buried my face in his neck, feeling the tears coming, the sobs I had been holding in released, "Aw honey, please don't cry," he's said softly, rubbing my back, "Everything's fine, nobody got hurt."
"I know," I said shakily, "Its just that n-n-next time you might n-n-not be so lucky. And then what happens?"
Brock lifted my chin looking in my eyes, "Baby we can't sit and wonder what if all the time. We need to seize the moment, and take chances. That's what this business is all about."
"I know."
"There is something more isn't there? Something you're not telling me."
I leaned back against him, feeling his heart beat against my cheek, its steady rhythm calming me down, "You could always read me like a book." I sighed, "Its just that, you know those dreams I've been having?"
"Yeah."
"Well they were mostly about you, and you getting hurt. And there nothing I can do to stop it. Just like tonight. And I couldn't do anyth-" a sob tore through me
"Ah Mags," he pulled me tighter against him, threading his fingers through my hair, "Dreams won't hurt you. But I understand you not wanting to feel helpless."
"Thank you for understanding," I said pulling back and giving him a soft kiss, "I probably should go, Mark's waiting."
"Yeah," he kissed my forehead, "I'll be by as soon as I'm done here. Now wipe your tears."
"Yes sir." Giving him a little grin
"That's my girl."
I grabbed my stuff from the locker room, and gave Brock another kiss good- bye, "Oh here is the second key to my room. Just let yourself in," I slipped the key in his hand, "See you in awhile," I called walking down the hallway. I found Mark sitting down with a still sleeping Grayson,
"Ready darlin'?"
"Yeah, thank you for waiting."
"I figured you two needed a talk. Feel better?"
"Much."
By the time we got to the hotel room Grayson had somewhat woken up and was relieved to hear his hero was ok.
"Momma can I stay up and wait for Uncle Brock?" he asked with a big yawn
"No, I don't know how long he'll be, you'll be able to see him in the morning. Go give Mark a hug and say good night and then go get ready for bed."
Gray ran over and gave Mark a big hug, "G'night!"
"G'night Gray-man, I'll see you later."
Grayson ran to his room, "Are you gonna tuck me in?" he asked looking at me
"I wouldn't miss it."
"And read a story?"
"Its pretty late. We'll read two tomorrow."
"Otay." And he shut the door
Mark grinned, "He's a good kid."
"He's the best. Mark I want to thank you for all your help today. I don't think I would have made it."
"Aw darlin you would've made it just fine. But you're welcome. Do you mind me askin' a personal question?"
"No, go for it."
"I was just wonderin' about Grayson's daddy, and if he is involved in his life. I 'm taking it that Uncle Brock's not his daddy, right?"
"You are very right," I sighed, "And as for Grayson real dad, who knows? He could be a drifter, lawyer, or a rock 'n' roll star. I don't know. Personally I'm hoping that he's not a lawyer."
"Don't know?" Mark raised his eyebrows.
"I am not that kind of girl." I said rolling my eyes as Mark laughed, "Grayson is actually my nephew. I lost my only sister, and parents in a car accident when Gray was about 1, and I adopted him."
"Ah, I see. That explains a lot."
"What do you mean?"
"Your stiff upper lip and your strength, girl. You're a warrior, I can tell that about you."
"I'm a warrior? Me? The girl who gets sick to her stomach when her boyfriend flies in the air with a giant, and then lands, collapsing a ring? You sure about that?"
"Yes, you dammit. And you handled that a lot better then any other person in your shoes. Darlin' I better get goin'" he said looking athe clock, "Its late for an old man like me." He leaned over and kissed the top of my head, "I'll see ya tomorrow."
"G'night Mark Thanks again."
"Don't mention it." As he close the door behind him
I went into Gray's room to tuck him in. He had all ready gotten in his jammies, crawled into bed and had fallen fast asleep. I sat on the bed, smoothing his hair back, smiling as he sighed and shifted. I leaned against the headboard with my head back resting on the wall and closed my eyes listing to Grayson's quiet breathing.
*
"Maggie?" Brock asked softly in the dark coming into the room.
I jerked awake, "Right here."
"Hey," he said kneeling on the floor resting his arms on the bed with a hand on my knee. "Did he ever wake up?"
"Yeah he was up and asking for you. You better be ready to answer a lot of questions in the morning."
Brock laughed softly, "Yes ma'am."
"So what did Vince say about the ring?"
"Not much, just that we ripped it out of the cement and totaled the support beams."
"Are you serious?"
"Oh yeah. Good thing we travel with extra rings, otherwise we would be screwed."
"Wow."
"C'mon," he said taking my hand, "lets go in the living room so we don't wake him up."
I bent down giving Grayson a kiss on his forehead, then getting up following Brock out.
"I'm pooped." I announced flopping down on the couch Brock sat down next to me lifting his arm for me to scoot against him. I laid my head on his chest and sighed. "I need more naps."
Brock laughed, "If I remember correctly, that's all you did in college."
"Shaddup Lesner. I've been going in withdrawal since then."
"Hey do you mind me staying here tonight? Rey's got the wife over and I don't think they need or want an audience."
"You know you can get your own room, you don't have to share."
"Yeah I know, I like rooming with Rey though. He's easy to pick on, and he dishes it back."
"You picking on him? I can't imagine that." I laughed, "Sure you can stay here. I suppose you want to stay with me too." I asked grinning looking up at him
"Damm you saw through me all ready." He said grinning
"You can only if you promise to behave and not to ravish me while I sleep."
"Ravish you?" He grin turned into a wide smile, "Now there's a thought."
"In your dreams Baby cakes. As much as I like sitting here listening to you think about ravishing me, I really need to go to bed." I said yawning sitting up.
"Now there a good idea, I need to shower first. I'll see ya there."
"Is that what that smell is?" I said laughing ducking behind the bedroom door as Brock threw a pillow at me. I shut the door so I could change into my jammies and crawled into bed, sinking into the mattress, and pulling the blankets up to my chin snuggling into their warmth.
A short while later, Brock edged into bed, lifting the blankets up and letting in cold air. "Dangit just when I had warmed up," I said shivering turning on to my side facing him
He laughed, "Well then c'mere goofy."
I snuggled against him as he wrapped his arms around me. He was shirtless, his skin still slightly damp from his shower, the soap scent still lingering. Inwardly my mind groaned from sensory overload
"I have to say, that smell is a vast improvement."
He laughed, the sound vibrated in his chest tickling my ear, another groan from my brain echoed. "Good night Maggie. Love you"
"I love you too."
He breathing grew slow and even as he drifted off to sleep, oblivious of the suffering I was being caused with just him being there. His fingers were wrapped around my arm, his thumb slowly caressing my skin. I almost thought he was doing this on purpose for the incident that happened earlier. Slowly, I started to relax, drifting off into my own fitful sleep feeling safe, warm, and loved.