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: For those of you that haven't noticed I am a huge fan of the music business, and the music throughout the sands of time. Which is why all of the titles to the chapters have been song titles, and to further prove my point, I also made the last chapter an old 80's hit. It was Said I Loved You but I Lied by Michael Bolton. Yes you can think it, go ahead, say it out loud with me, Melissa is a cheese head. LOL thanks for the reviews if I haven't said it enough.

"You tied the poor guy up? I thought you had more imagination then that Stephanie."

She stood from the chair then, making her way over to where her father was tied up and Shane had his gaze locked. She pulled the hair on her fathers head and made him look her in the eyes.

"All it took was a look Shane. He knows what it is that he has to do."

"I get that you wanted the company yourself, and hell if it had been left at that I would have taken the job and done it, or rather I would have walked out and left it all behind, to make it on my own. What I don't get, and what you still have yet to explain to me is why you had to cause Trish to have an accident. You know that it would come back you of course, you knew she didn't drink that much and if she had it would have drawn suspicion."

"I did know all of that, which is why I am a phone call away from ending it all for good. Dead girls can't tell can they?"

Shane felt his heart beating heavier, hoping that if she gets a chance to make the call that Shawn was at the hospital still and would be able to stop anything from happening to Trish. He had been such a fixture in that hospital room; he couldn't imagine him being anywhere else.

"How are you going to do that? You know she is on twenty four hour watch don't you? Paul has also been there and seen that Shawn has pretty much lived there since it happened. He knows about your plan now too Stephanie. What are you going to do, kill us all?"

Stephanie smiled, moving away from her father, who by this time looked like he was watching a living nightmare in action. Shane knew he had to do something fast if he wanted to get them out of there relatively unscathed.

"That thought has crossed my mind in the last few minutes I have to tell you. But no Shane, I don't think I want to do anything more serious then I already have."

"You are giving up?"

"I got what I want didn't I? She asked throwing another look in their father's direction. "He isn't going to go against me knowing what I am capable of."

"You might think you have Dad by the balls, but you don't actually think that if you let him free he is going to go along with it. Not to mention now that I know what I needed to, you are going to get caught."

She walked back to the desk, glancing at the papers in front of her, and then back up to Shane. She knew she was as good as caught, she even knew she had taken things a little to far, but the end result was going to be great, and knowing her lawyers she would get off with a suspended sentence. It all couldn't have worked out better for her.

"Do whatever it is you feel you have too big brother, but I will still have complete creative control of the WWE at the end of it all."

Picking the paper up into her hands she walked it over to her brother, practically throwing it into his face. As Shane scanned the writing on the page, he knew she was right. She may go to jail for the crimes committed against Vince and Trish, but in the end, the person that would have control of the company didn't have anything to do with what happened. She had gotten their father to sign over control in five years to Paul.

"I can't believe you did this." He said, completely taken aback at the events of the last few months. He knew his sister wanted the WWE, and with her husband the champion in said company, she wanted to make sure he was taken care of as well, but to go this far was beyond him.

"Believe it Shane. It is all set in motion and when I end up going away for Trish's little accident, nothing will change. I will still own it when I get out."

"I'm taking Dad now Stephanie. You can believe that you won, and maybe in terms of this company you did, but if I have my way, you won't see one minute of owning this company, at least not before you are about 70."

Shane walked to his father, cut the ropes away from his form with the box cutter knife he kept on him for protection, and snapped the chains, allowing his father the first real breath he had probably had in a long time.

They walked from the office with the last vision that of Stephanie at her fathers desk, with the biggest grin on her face. If Shane had to die trying, she was going to make sure that Stephanie had that smile wiped clean off, as quickly as possible.

The phone rang in the darkness, causing him to turn over and allow himself to actually sit up and admit defeat when it came to sleep. Now that Trish was awake, and not aware of the connection they shared, he assumed it was best to leave the rest of her time in the hospital to those that worked there. Who could be calling him now was anyone's guess.

"Yeah?"

"Where are you man? I have my father, and a whole lot of answers."

"I'm at home, where else would I be. Shane, she is awake. There is nothing more for me to do."

Shawn heard a litany of curses through the receiver and figured that Shane thought that it was wrong of him to be home nursing his wounds. It was obvious to Shawn that he should still be there with her, making her remember what she missed. Apparently Shane felt the same way.

"Get dressed man, and I mean now, and meet me at the hospital. Trish is still in a lot of danger. If she is awake then there is a possibility that she remembers. That puts her in a worse situation then she was when she was in the coma."

Shawn felt his heart stop and he listened to Shane's words. He immediately jumped from his bed, knowing sleep would never come anyway, grasping the phone, threw his shoes on. It was apparent in Shane's voice that he was worried, and if Shane was worried then everyone had a reason to worry.

"Okay, I'm on my way there right now. I hope you plan on telling me what the hell is going on."

"I will, as soon as I see you, just get there in one piece. She might need you when she hears what I have to tell her."

Throwing the phone down onto the bed, grabbing his jacket from the doorway, he made his way down the stairs of the house, and out the front door. He loved her, everyone around him knew it. He had gotten the nerve to tell her, but it hadn't mattered. She had fallen asleep on him. It didn't matter now though, whatever feelings he had for her, she was in danger, and he had to make damn sure nothing happened to her. He didn't know if he could live without her.