TITLE: Truths and Lies.
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: PG-13..
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual WWE violence.
SUMMARY: An unfortunate accident causes the lives of a few WWE superstars to turn upside down. Jeff, Lita, Jericho, and more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone or anything related to the WWE. Vince McMahon has that honour, and I am extremely jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: I'd love it. Especially for this chapter. So feel free!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am really sorry for the lack of updates at the moment! School has been horrible, and I haven't been well, and I've just had a big, bad case of writer's block! Hopefully now things will start running smoothly again. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter. It's a little short, but.. ah well! Enjoy!
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"Amnesia?"
"Yes sir, Mr Bischoff. Well, a form of amnesia, anyway."
Eric Bischoff looked up at Chief Morley, who was standing in front of him. The dark haired man stood up from behind his large, wooden desk, and walked towards Sean Morley. His Chief of Staff, and close friend, had entered his office just minutes ago and Eric had plenty of questions to ask him.
Looking Chief Morley straight in the eyes, Eric waved his hand at him. "Well, go on. Tell me more."
"Uh, what exactly do you want to know, Sir?"
"I want to know how she is, of course!" Eric smirked, one eyebrow raised. "You should know that the well being of my staff is always my first priority!"
Morley relaxed, chuckling slightly at his boss' sarcastic remarks. He then continued his report. "She's doing quite well, considering the circumstances, the doctor says. She'll be in hospital for about another two days, and then they're officially releasing her."
Bischoff walked over to the large, leather chair that was placed behind his desk. Taking his time, his movements slow and relaxed, he sat down and then looked back up at Morley. "Can we go see her?"
"No Sir. I'm afraid the hospital isn't allowing any visitors due to her condition." At the puzzled look he received from the other man, Morley continued to speak. "She's a bit of a wreck at the moment. Still trying to figure things out."
Eric sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I'm sorry, Sean. But you're going to have to be more specific. What exactly do you mean by 'trying to figure things out'?"
"Sorry Mr Bischoff. What I mean is that Lita's still quite confused about her life. About what she remembers, and what she doesn't. Some aspects of her life she remembers and knows quite clearly, some are slightly blurry and others are completely forgotten."
"For example...?"
Morley moved over to the couch at the side of the office, sitting down comfortably. "For example, Lita remembers that she is a wrestler. She remembers that she's been contracted by the WWE. She's told the nursing staff who've been observing her that she's not quite sure how long she's been working for the company, though. And she's completely lost any memory of working for the company."
The dark haired man's eyes narrowed at Morley questioningly. "She can't remember working here?"
"No Sir. She says that she knows she's employed by the WWE, but she was unable to tell the nurses about one match she had participated in during her WWE career. She was unable to tell them about any feuds going on between any two superstars, and unable to recall of her own feuds."
"Hmmmm." Eric tapped his fingers together rhythmically, nodding his head in thought. His blue eyes seemed unfocused, as he stared in silence. It wasn't until Chief Morley called his name that he regained his attention, looking back up at his friend.
"Mr Bischoff? Anything else you'd like to know?"
"Yes, Morley, there is actually. A few things." Eric cleared his throat. "Does she know about the Roster Split? About me being the General Manager of RAW?"
The big man nodded, shifting slightly upon the couch. "Yes, she does. But it's strange, really. Because she knows about that, knows all the details about you being appointed to RAW and Stephanie McMahon being appointed to Smackdown, but when she was asked about matches and feuds that were happening around that same time, she couldn't say anything about them at all." Sean Morley shook his head. "It's so strange.."
Morley's own thoughts were interrupted by Eric's voice. "Have any of the WWE talent gone to see Lita yet?"
Sean nodded. "Her doctor informed me that on the night of the accident, Jeff Hardy and Chris Jericho went to visit her. She was asleep for most of the time that they were there, though, so --"
"Most?"
"That's right. He said that for most of the time --"
"So they saw her awake?" Eric asked, suddenly quite desperate to know the answer.
Morley paused slightly, being taken back by his boss' reaction to the information he had give him. He answered cautiously. "Yes, I suppose they did."
"Which means they would've talked to her. Which probably means that they know that she cannot remember much about her career here." Bischoff looked up, silent in thought. Chief Morley waited patiently, knowing that sometimes his friend would simply freeze, lost in thought. And usually it was a good idea not to interrupt him. "Where are Hardy and Jericho right now?"
"I'm not too sure. At the hotel, I assume. They haven't been allowed back to the hospital, so..."
Snapping his fingers, Eric pointed at Morley. "Find them. I want you to talk to Jeff and Chris."
Sean frowned, glancing at his boss. "Right now? I mean, it's nine o'clock and --"
"Right now."
"But what do you want me to talk to them about? What should I ask them? Sir, you must know that neither Jericho or Jeff Hardy like me very much." He scratched the side of his face nervously. "It's not going to be easy to get them to open up to me."
Eric scoffed. "Come on, Chief! I have faith in you! I know you can do it!" He stood up from his desk once more, making his way over to the couch that the other man sat at. "You'll just be going over there to talk to them about Lita. You represent me, and the WWE. We're worried about her. Surely, they'll talk to you then."
Standing to his feet, Morley nodded. "Alright. I better get going now, then." He walked over towards the door, and reached to turn the handle.
"Oh and Morley? Don't forget. Look concerned." Bischoff gave Chief Morley a hard stare. His voice lowered, his tone steady and serious. "I want to know everything that they know about Lita's condition."
Before Sean could ask his boss any other questions, Eric waved him away. "Just go. We'll talk more after you return."
"But Mr Bischoff.. I just want to know.." He cleared his throat slowly. "Why all these details? We know the basics about Lita's health. Why do we need anymore that what we already know?"
Giving Morley a wide smile, Eric ushered him out the door. When Chief Morley was standing outside in the hallway, Eric began to close the door on him. But just before he shut it all the way, he spoke.
"Because this could work for us, Morley."
AUTHOR: Cathie McMath.
EMAIL: penrithpanther_03@yahoo.com.au
RATING: PG-13..
CONTENT: Slight swearing, and the usual WWE violence.
SUMMARY: An unfortunate accident causes the lives of a few WWE superstars to turn upside down. Jeff, Lita, Jericho, and more.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anyone or anything related to the WWE. Vince McMahon has that honour, and I am extremely jealous.
DISTRIBUTION: Just email me first and let me know if you want it.
FEEDBACK: I'd love it. Especially for this chapter. So feel free!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am really sorry for the lack of updates at the moment! School has been horrible, and I haven't been well, and I've just had a big, bad case of writer's block! Hopefully now things will start running smoothly again. Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter. It's a little short, but.. ah well! Enjoy!
~-~-~-~-~-~-~
"Amnesia?"
"Yes sir, Mr Bischoff. Well, a form of amnesia, anyway."
Eric Bischoff looked up at Chief Morley, who was standing in front of him. The dark haired man stood up from behind his large, wooden desk, and walked towards Sean Morley. His Chief of Staff, and close friend, had entered his office just minutes ago and Eric had plenty of questions to ask him.
Looking Chief Morley straight in the eyes, Eric waved his hand at him. "Well, go on. Tell me more."
"Uh, what exactly do you want to know, Sir?"
"I want to know how she is, of course!" Eric smirked, one eyebrow raised. "You should know that the well being of my staff is always my first priority!"
Morley relaxed, chuckling slightly at his boss' sarcastic remarks. He then continued his report. "She's doing quite well, considering the circumstances, the doctor says. She'll be in hospital for about another two days, and then they're officially releasing her."
Bischoff walked over to the large, leather chair that was placed behind his desk. Taking his time, his movements slow and relaxed, he sat down and then looked back up at Morley. "Can we go see her?"
"No Sir. I'm afraid the hospital isn't allowing any visitors due to her condition." At the puzzled look he received from the other man, Morley continued to speak. "She's a bit of a wreck at the moment. Still trying to figure things out."
Eric sighed, rubbing his forehead. "I'm sorry, Sean. But you're going to have to be more specific. What exactly do you mean by 'trying to figure things out'?"
"Sorry Mr Bischoff. What I mean is that Lita's still quite confused about her life. About what she remembers, and what she doesn't. Some aspects of her life she remembers and knows quite clearly, some are slightly blurry and others are completely forgotten."
"For example...?"
Morley moved over to the couch at the side of the office, sitting down comfortably. "For example, Lita remembers that she is a wrestler. She remembers that she's been contracted by the WWE. She's told the nursing staff who've been observing her that she's not quite sure how long she's been working for the company, though. And she's completely lost any memory of working for the company."
The dark haired man's eyes narrowed at Morley questioningly. "She can't remember working here?"
"No Sir. She says that she knows she's employed by the WWE, but she was unable to tell the nurses about one match she had participated in during her WWE career. She was unable to tell them about any feuds going on between any two superstars, and unable to recall of her own feuds."
"Hmmmm." Eric tapped his fingers together rhythmically, nodding his head in thought. His blue eyes seemed unfocused, as he stared in silence. It wasn't until Chief Morley called his name that he regained his attention, looking back up at his friend.
"Mr Bischoff? Anything else you'd like to know?"
"Yes, Morley, there is actually. A few things." Eric cleared his throat. "Does she know about the Roster Split? About me being the General Manager of RAW?"
The big man nodded, shifting slightly upon the couch. "Yes, she does. But it's strange, really. Because she knows about that, knows all the details about you being appointed to RAW and Stephanie McMahon being appointed to Smackdown, but when she was asked about matches and feuds that were happening around that same time, she couldn't say anything about them at all." Sean Morley shook his head. "It's so strange.."
Morley's own thoughts were interrupted by Eric's voice. "Have any of the WWE talent gone to see Lita yet?"
Sean nodded. "Her doctor informed me that on the night of the accident, Jeff Hardy and Chris Jericho went to visit her. She was asleep for most of the time that they were there, though, so --"
"Most?"
"That's right. He said that for most of the time --"
"So they saw her awake?" Eric asked, suddenly quite desperate to know the answer.
Morley paused slightly, being taken back by his boss' reaction to the information he had give him. He answered cautiously. "Yes, I suppose they did."
"Which means they would've talked to her. Which probably means that they know that she cannot remember much about her career here." Bischoff looked up, silent in thought. Chief Morley waited patiently, knowing that sometimes his friend would simply freeze, lost in thought. And usually it was a good idea not to interrupt him. "Where are Hardy and Jericho right now?"
"I'm not too sure. At the hotel, I assume. They haven't been allowed back to the hospital, so..."
Snapping his fingers, Eric pointed at Morley. "Find them. I want you to talk to Jeff and Chris."
Sean frowned, glancing at his boss. "Right now? I mean, it's nine o'clock and --"
"Right now."
"But what do you want me to talk to them about? What should I ask them? Sir, you must know that neither Jericho or Jeff Hardy like me very much." He scratched the side of his face nervously. "It's not going to be easy to get them to open up to me."
Eric scoffed. "Come on, Chief! I have faith in you! I know you can do it!" He stood up from his desk once more, making his way over to the couch that the other man sat at. "You'll just be going over there to talk to them about Lita. You represent me, and the WWE. We're worried about her. Surely, they'll talk to you then."
Standing to his feet, Morley nodded. "Alright. I better get going now, then." He walked over towards the door, and reached to turn the handle.
"Oh and Morley? Don't forget. Look concerned." Bischoff gave Chief Morley a hard stare. His voice lowered, his tone steady and serious. "I want to know everything that they know about Lita's condition."
Before Sean could ask his boss any other questions, Eric waved him away. "Just go. We'll talk more after you return."
"But Mr Bischoff.. I just want to know.." He cleared his throat slowly. "Why all these details? We know the basics about Lita's health. Why do we need anymore that what we already know?"
Giving Morley a wide smile, Eric ushered him out the door. When Chief Morley was standing outside in the hallway, Eric began to close the door on him. But just before he shut it all the way, he spoke.
"Because this could work for us, Morley."