Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to any superstars in the WWE and anything placed in this story that relates to real life, is completely coincidental.

Summary: Trish survives a horrible car crash only to end up in a coma. But while she is in the coma she experiences the greatest love story with the most unlikely man.

Distribution: This is for a Original Character story I am writing offline but thought it would also work for fan fiction. If you want to post it anywhere please ask permission. I am an equal opportunity writer.

A/N: Thank you for the support on the last chapter, and all the chapters for that matter, I can't keep saying it enough. You keep me writing. To Princess Muse, my little Katy girl, I had no idea when I came up with this concept that I would add two stories into one, now that you've pointed it out, I am kind of glad I did. It makes it that much better. Anyway, on with the next chapter.

Shawn's House

"I am sorry to bother you at home man, I know you don't get many days like this where you can relax. I just didn't have anywhere else to go."

Shawn when he opened the door had not been expecting to see Shane standing on the other side, looking like a wounded bird. Knowing consciously the reason he was there, Shawn let him pass through the door and into the spacious living area.

"You're going to do what they want you too aren't you? You are going to pull her."

"No, at least not until I get some damn good answers. Someone wanted this to happen to her Shawn, and that's a little of the reason I am here. You were close to her before all the shit went down right?"

"As close as she would let me be anyway. She was friendly to everyone Shane, you know that. She didn't get close to many though."

Shane thought about what he said and wondered if maybe this was Shawn's way of telling him what he needed to know.

"Was she close to you at all?"

"Yes Shane, she was. We talked more then she did with a lot of the women. Mostly about life, relationships, the business and how tough it was to keep sane."

"Good, then maybe you can help me get some answers."

"What do you mean, answers about what? What the hell is going on here Shane?"

"Someone wanted her dead man, or at least taken out for a little while. The doctor pretty much said as much. What I need from you is information. I need to know if there was someone in her life as of late that would want this to happen."

"She had some sort of stalking incident with an ex of hers from Toronto awhile back. I think that got resolved though. As far as I know he went to jail for it."

Shane was taken aback that he hadn't been notified that anything like that had been happening on his watch. If what Shawn said was right and the guy was in jail, was it possible that he did something from the inside to hurt her? Or worse, could it be one of their own?

"What exactly did the doctor tell you Shane?"

"He told me that she had a lot of liquor in her, about 3 times the legal limit, I believe. He also said that if she wasn't a drinker, that there is a drug that isn't well known that can cause the same effects as that of being severely drunk."

"Wouldn't that much alcohol kill someone? Or take them out pretty badly?"

"It did that didn't it? I seriously don't think she can come out of this, and if she can't, then I want to do what I can to make sure that this never happens to anyone ever again. She deserves that much."

Shawn felt his heart sink at Shane's words about Trish's future. He had been a Christian for a long time now, trusting this sort of thing to a higher power, but even he had his doubts. Doubts he didn't want to be having. There was just something in him that refused to let her go.

"Well tell me what to do. If someone wanted Trish out that bad, lets find the son of a bitch."

She looked around the outside of the house, the long and deep lawn in front of her. She was completely taken aback that she could have lived here. It was like a little girls dream house. The more she looked around, the more she hoped to see a Barbie walking across the lawn.

"I really lived here? How could that be?"

"Yes, you bought this place a few years ago, and you have thrown a lot of WWE functions here, for the rest of us to relax. I thought this might be the first place to take you to jog your memory. Is there anything that comes out and speaks to you here?"

"No." she said matter of fact, letting the feeling that she might never regain her memory haunt her thoughts. She didn't want to think it, but if she was dreaming this now, and didn't remember, then what would the chances be that she would when she awoke.

"It's scary isn't it?" Shawn asked, pulling her into his body and just holding her, watching the clouds as they raced along above them.

"Like you wouldn't believe. You said that things would be explained in due time. Isn't it time to tell me what happened to me?"

When she looked up at him, he saw the piercing but scared look in her blue eyes. How could he ever begin to explain to this creature what her fate had been that night on the road? There was just no easy way.

"Someone wanted you dead, and they almost succeeded. Someone saw your car wrapped around a pole and got you into the nearest hospital. Which explains why you can't remember anything and probably won't for a long while."

"Is this all a dream Shawn, will I ever wake up?"

"You aren't asleep Trish, you are in a coma. You have brain function, your body responds on its own, but not well enough to survive if taken off the support of the hospital."

"Prove it."

Shawn looked down at her as he saw the tears fall down her puffy pink cheeks. He mentally tried to find a way to prove to her that what he was telling her was real, and that she wasn't asleep and that soon, if she allowed it, she would come back to them all.

"What?"

"I told you, I want you to prove to me that this isn't just a really bad nightmare, or a pretty dream. Shawn, please make me believe this is real. Give me something to fight for."

As he watched the pleading look in her eyes grow deeper and more concerned, making her eyes turn grey, he knew what he had to do. With a slow deep breath, he raised her head to look deep into her eyes and to have her look deep into his. When he succeeded in what he wanted, he bent his head down and let his lips gently touch hers. The minute their lips connected, Trish thought she felt something happen within her body. As she pulled away from the kiss she looked at Shawn and smiled.

"What are you smiling about?"

"I'm alive."

Trish's Hospital Room - Same Time

"This is peculiar. I don't think I have ever seen anything like this."

The nurse turned to where the Doctors voice came from the victims bedside, a look of concern on her face.

"What is it Doctor?"

"She whispered something. I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't heard it with my own eyes. Nurse, please go and call Shane McMahon, tell him he is needed here immediately for a medical decision for Trish."

"What do you have in mind Doctor?"

"I am going to take this woman off the life support."