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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: I wanted to let you all know at the beginning that this chapter is to end some loose ends on the other part of the story, so there won't be any real romance in it. You will have to patiently wait another day to get that fix. I also wanted to warn you this chapter will be shorter I think then the rest. Please review and let me know what you think. I also want to say thank you for all the reviews. I am glad that there are people out there that still like the good old romance.

He entered Titan Sports, announced himself to the doorman, and made his way over to the elevator to take it up to the executive offices. When he had casually wondered what had happened to Trish out on that road so many months ago, he never knew it would bring this much trouble in its wake.

He was having a really hard time believing that his father might have had something to do with this, and he was hoping against all hope that he wasn't and this was all a big misunderstanding. He wouldn't have a problem nailing Eric to the wall. After all of the things his father had done for him, he didn't want to nail him. At least not until he knew more.

He reached the top floor with the sound of the elevator bringing him out of his thoughts. He casually walked off and turned to head down to where his father's office was located. Before he had a chance to move any further though, he was tackled into the corner by none other then the man that he was there to confront.

"What the hell are you doing Eric?"

Pushing Eric off him, Shane straightened his tie and turned in the direction of his father's office, all the while wondering why the hell Eric had tackled him. It wasn't going to take him long to find out.

"I need to talk to you Shane. I know why you are here and I think I need to fill you in on everything before you go into see your father."

Shane smirked, knowing Eric didn't have the slightest clue why he was actually there, but he figured it was better to humor the idiot.

"And why do you need to talk to me about it Eric? I am sure just talking to my father will be enough."

"I need to talk to you about being the new talent relations guy because I know you probably don't like it, and I thought I would run interference for your father."

"So he doesn't have to see me?" Shane asked. "What the hell are you talking about, being the talent relations guy?"

Eric's face went an ashen white, and from what Shane could see was looking like he might faint right then and there on the floor. It was apparent that Eric thought he knew about the new deal.

"You don't know?" he asked lightly, so that no one around them had the chance to hear.

"I don't know what the hell you are talking about. Now if you don't mind I need to speak to my father."

Eric nodded his head and let him pass, not before giving him one last forlorn look. It was apparent that he thought Shane would be upset with the news, when in actuality he wasn't because if his father had been involved in the accident, he was going to out and out quit.

"Take it easy Eric, I think I know what you are getting at and I won't let it slip that you told me more then you should have. We wouldn't want you to lose your job or anything now would we?"

Walking towards the office he could only imagine what was now running through Eric's mind. He had to know now that he had been found out, which would mean Shane had to work quickly if he wanted this whole thing resolved.

Stepping into his father's office, he walked towards the desk, noticing the chair was turned around. He knew the honorable Vince McMahon was in the room, but he wanted to give him a semblance of peace before the storm hit.

"When were you going to tell me that you were kicking me down to almost entry level?"

Watching the chair slide around to face him, he wasn't faced with his father, which was shock enough, but who he was faced with started to make perfect sense.

"Well little brother, long time no see. You haven't come out to see Paul or me in awhile."

"What the hell are you doing in our father's chair?" Shane asked through gritted teeth. He had been right about his father. He had nothing to do with this and in the long run neither had Eric. Eric had just left the paper in the wrong place at the wrong time. It had to have come from his sister. Which he had to admit now explained everything.

"So you know?"

"Don't you know by now that I know everything?"

"How the hell did you find out Shane? I mean she didn't tell you did she? From what I hear she is still laying pretty much dead in the hospital, which means it had to have been Eric."

"Wrong on both counts little sis, I assure you. You had to know it would be a matter of time before I found out about this. My only question is, how did you get Dad to agree to it, and why the hell would you try and kill one of our biggest money makers?"

Stephanie pointed over to the corner of the room, where it was shadowed and unless someone went looking, wouldn't find. He saw the shadow moving and his heart dropped. It had been a plan from the beginning, and now he had to put an end to it before it got him and his father, tied up and chained in the corner, dead.