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 an 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 emotional response to that chapter. As always the two of you are my faithful readers to the end and if there was anyone that would get my message in this story it is indeed you two. From the bottom of my heart thank you for your kind and wonderful words. You are the ones I will continue writing romance novels for.

"What have you found out for me? Will our little victim open her mouth anytime soon about what happened to her?"

"From the looks of it I would think she will never come out of the coma sir. They have taken her off the life support because she can breathe on her own, but it doesn't mean she is awake."

"So for now, what happened is safe?"

"Yes sir, your secret remains to be just that. I don't think Trish Stratus is a threat we need to concern ourselves with."

"Good, just let me know if anything changes." And with that at the last word, he hung up the phone and looked out the window into the dark sky. He had a secret alright, one that if it came out now could ruin him. He only hoped the orderly was right and that she would never come out of the coma to give him away. At least not until the damage to the WWE was over and done with.

"She said what?" Shane asked, making his weekly visit and finding Shawn pacing the halls like a mad man. The last thing Shane wanted to worry about now, with all that was going on was that Shawn would go crazy.

"She told me she loved me Shane. I mean I could handle being the one that she called out in the middle of a dream in her coma; I can even deal with the fact that she took my hand on her own without even flinching and told me the reason for it was because I believe. But this, this professing her love to me, well it just doesn't make any sense. If she can do that then why the hell isn't she coming back to us?"

"Was there anything between the two of you before she had the accident Shawn?

"No, we were close, like friends. I helped her out when she had a little problem with her knee. I helped her rehab it I mean, but other then that, there wasn't anything even remotely romantic."

"And now?"

"I feel like I am being in two places at once. I don't know how that is possible but I get these feelings like something else is going on somewhere else but where I am. Then I go and sit with her and talk to her, and she always seems to answer me, like she knows it's me."

"What are you trying to say Shawn?"

"In some weird way I am falling in love with her, and its happening without me even being in control of it Shane. It is like I am with her when she is talking with me."

Shane thought about what Shawn was saying, and not knowing if he believed any of it. It seemed to Shane that when Paul had called him and informed him of Shawn's actions, that he was right. Shawn had been spending too much time in the hospital, and not enough time sleeping, and it was affecting his mind.

"Have you given any thought to getting out of here for a few days, letting me stay with her, and just getting some sleep?"

Shawn threw him a look of complete and utter anger, and turned away from him, walking to the window to again view the woman sleeping peacefully on the other side.

"I don't need sleep. What I am telling you is really happening to me, and probably to her as well. If she is calling for me, telling me things she wouldn't normally tell anyone, then I have to be here for her. I can only believe that it was what I was meant to do."

She was alive with feeling, more alive then she had felt in her entire time on earth. Her body tingled with feelings; her heart beat along with his, in even comparison. She couldn't wipe the smile off her face, almost as if that riddle she heard as a kid about making a face and having it stay that way had come true.

She had to admit she hadn't planned on making love to him. The thought had crossed her mind, both lately and before her accident, but she hadn't ever wanted to act on it for fear of ruining the friendship they had. She wouldn't do that for the world.

Now as she watched him sleeping, noticing the way his chest moved up and down, she realized she was in love with him and had to tell him so. She knew that it wouldn't ruin anything anymore. He needed her, just as much as right now she needed him. The only thing standing between them was his need to bring her back to life, a life she no longer wanted to wake up too.

"Good morning beautiful. I hope that you slept well?" he asked, before she even had a chance to say the same to him.

"I had an amazing sleep Shawn. I take it you did as well?"

"It's been a long time since I had a sleep like that. It's been a long time since I felt the need to have a woman in my bed. I am glad that the woman I chose to have now was you."

"As am I."

He watched her move from the bed, slowly dressing herself in the candles glow. He watched her and realized she had the perfect female form. Nothing in the wrong place, nothing out of place. She was just what he wanted and needed. He was in danger of losing his heart to her and he knew it deep down.