Chapter 3

Trish woke up the next morning alone, she blinked a couple of times before remembering where she was. Letting out a sigh of relief, She leaned her head back into the soft pillows.

"It wasn't a dream..."She whined slightly, pulling the covers over her head to escape from the brightness of the morning sun shining in the window. She could hear the television on behind her and what sounded like cartoons in the distance. slowly pulling the blanket down from her head, she looked around, Shane wasn't there... or was he? She asked herself, moving to the edge of the bed a little to see over the pile of linens on the bed. Shane McMahon sat on the floor, watching the television intently. His favorite cartoon was on and he slapped his knee with laughter.

"Shane McMahon watches cartoons?" Trish silently asked herself. Shane heard her mumble and turned to look up at her, a hint of embarrassment playing on his lips.

"Morning, sleepyhead..."He said turning back to the television before she caught his red face. "I thought you'd never wake up, it's almost 11." Trish looked at the clock and sat back,

"Sorry, I didn't sleep a whole lot the night before..."She said rubbing her head in exhaustion.

"We have to leave soon.." He reminded her before standing up and walking towards the mini-kitchen. "Want something to eat, there's no room service in this place so I went and got a few things..."He said offering her a danish crème thing. She just looked at it and dodged for the bathroom, just making it before she threw up.

"Okay, I guess that's a no?" He asked, throwing the item back in it's bag.

"Still not feeling well?" He asked, yelling through the half closed door. Trish hadn't managed to get it shut before the bile rose in her throat. He could hear her throwing up again without being able to respond to his question.

"Guess not..."He mumbled, going to sit on the bed and wait for her to emerge. She came out after a minute and sat back on the bed.

"Are you alright?" He asked assuming she was just stressed out.

"I'll be okay..."She said closing her eyes to relax a minute.

"So, I think we're still in the clear, I haven't heard anything all night..."He said making some coffee at the counter facing away from her.

"You didn't sleep?" She asked looking at him, a mix of confusion and disbelief.

"I'm fine, someone had to stay awake in case they came looking for us again. I dozed off for a couple of minutes but I'm fine." He took a quick slip on from the coffee mug before setting it down on the counter.

"Shane, You should have slept. Or woken me up and I could have watched while you slept."

"Doesn't matter now...We need to go." He said collecting his belongings. He had changed from his clothes of yesterday, which made Trish feel a little dirty for not having any other clothes to change into. She looked down and tugged at her shirt, grabbing her duster sweater from the chair next to the bed and throwing it on to cover the dirt marked her other shirt sustained. Shane noticed her discomfort from across the room.

"Do you want to stop somewhere and grab some new clothes?" He asked

"No, No, I can't use any of my credit cards, Vince probably had them cancelled and I don't have any money on me..."She said trying to fix her hair.

"I'll pay..."Shane said walking over to her.

"No, I couldn't ask you to do that." She said turning to look at him.

"It's fine, besides you need more practical shoes." He laughed as she put on her 4 inch heeled boots. She laughed a little too.

"Yeah, I guess so." With that, they silently left the motel room and headed for the car.

An hour later

"I feel so much better..."Trish sighed in her new jeans and tank top with baby blue sneakers. Shane smiled a little at the sight. It was nice to see a smile on the pretty Canadian's face.

"Good, now we have to go get Mom..."He said driving towards the home his father had put her in. Trish suddenly felt the urge to pee and looked for a rest stop somewhere ahead.

"Shane, can we stop, I have to use the little girls room?" She asked as they came to a gas station/rest stop. She jumped out of the car as Shane was coming around and knocked right into him.

"Sorry..."She said as he grabbed her from toppling over.

"It's okay, I'm just going to get some gas and food, you want anything?" He asked.

"Just some m&m's and some vinegar potato chips...oh, and maybe a hot dog." She said as she ran for the bathroom. Shane looked at her a little weird. She hadn't eaten since yesterday, maybe she was just hungry.

"Okay.." He said a little confused. He filled the tank and then followed Trish into the store.

Trish stood at the mirror in the ladies bathroom and looked at her stomach from every angle, if she was correct in her timing, she was about 6 weeks pregnant, it was silly to think she'd be showing now, she thought as she started to wash her hands. She found herself going back to the night before and the unexpected kiss from Shane. She laughed to herself.

"Yeah, Trish...You've really done it now...kissing your baby's half-brother...if he knew about you," She said talking to her stomach, "He'd probably throw up himself..."She said rubbing her stomach. "We'll just get this done and then be out of his and his family's lives for good. He wouldn't want us anyway...besides he's not daddy material..."She laughed to herself and dried her hands before leaving the restroom.

Walking back out to the explorer, Shane was on the phone with what she thought was Booker T of WCW.

"Hey, no, we're talking like late May, early July for this invasion, you up for it?" He asked. Booker must have said something stupid because Shane tried to contain his laughter.

"Okay, okay Booker, I got to go, you're going to be there Sunday right?" He waited for a response. "Excellent, I will see you there.. Okay, yes, Booker you will have your own appetizers...okay, okay... buh-bye." He said finally hanging up.

"Hey," He said as she walked up. "Here's your order..."He said handing her the things she asked for. She didn't expect him to actually remember but it was nice that he had listened to her and not questioned her eating habits. He opened the passengers door for her and she smiled as she went past him. She stopped before getting in,

"Hey, Shane...about last night...I.."

"Don't worry about, I know you have other things going on in your life that you don't need me complicating them anymore that they alright are." He said as she smiled.

"Thanks for understanding. You're a nice guy. It's a nice change to your Father, you know.." She said with a laugh. He laughed too, as she got in and he shut the door.

They made their way to where his Mother was being held and pulled in front of the building.

"Okay, we need a plan.." Shane said turning in his seat towards Trish.

"Right..." Trish said thinking to herself and then looking back at Shane. he looked up quickly and snapped his fingers.

"I got it!" He said looking around quick and spotting a costume store across the road.

Trish Stratus approached the main desk as the skirt on her nurse's uniform rode up in the back a little, giving the guys in the waiting room a good view. She was wearing sunglasses, which she slid down her nose when she made it to the desk.

"Hi, I'm nurse Clark, I'm here to transfer a Linda McMahon per orders of her husband Vincent K. McMahon." She said looking over a folder with WWF's last year budget in it that Shane happened to have in the back of his explorer. The nurse looked over the files.

"I don't have that on file..."She started in contemplation. Trish thought they were screwed when the girl turned back to her,

"But I'm new here..."She smiled.

"Of Course you are." Trish smiled. "I'll just go get Mrs. McMahon ready to be transferred while you clear it with your supervisor..."She said walking through the double doors to the patients rooms. Trish immediately went to the back entrance and let Shane in the door.

"Damn, I thought I was going to get caught back there like 10 times..."He said as he noticed the outfit he bought for the first time.

"Did I buy that?" He asked her. She sighed and pushed him towards Linda's room.

They entered the room and Linda was sitting in her wheel chair staring at the window.

"I hope those meds I changed hers for have kicked in, otherwise, we're going to be carrying her out of here..."Shane said kneeling down in front of his Mother.

"Mom, can you hear me, it's Shane, Trish and I are here to get you...You're coming home." He said as Linda blinked a little.

"She's still out of it..."Trish said grabbing one of Linda's jackets from the closet and putting it on over the nurses uniform. She grabbed another and wrapped it around Linda.

"We have to hurry, their going to be coming..." Trish said as Shane picked his Mother up in his arms and carried her from the room. Trish looked both ways in the hall before they went towards the back down again. Just as they turned the corner, coming the other way was Vince, Hunter and Austin. Trish quickly backed Shane up and told him to be quiet. She opened the door to a closet and they went in as the men passed. She heard Vince to Hunter,

"Damn, those two little ingrates were already here and gone with Linda. Make sure they don't get far. Bring me Trish, I need to have a few words with her but I don't care what you do with the other two..." He said. Trish looked up at Shane who was just getting more pissed off by the second. They saw Hunter go one way and Austin the other as Vince stood at the door for a minute before marching off after Austin.

Trish sighed in relief for a moment before she looked over at Shane. He looked back at her, wondering why Vince wanted her back so bad, it's not like he couldn't replace her. Trish peeked out the door and saw it was clear as they snuck out the back door to Shane's truck. Shane belted his Mom in and then jumped in, Trish jumping in the other side. They sped off before Vince and Hunter heard the tires and raced out the back door. They just missed them.

They drove for a while until they reached an exit marked Clove Falls and Shane turned them into a small town which looked like it could have been out of an old western movie. Trish missed small town life, she thought absent mindedly as they drove through the town before heading into the mountains nearby. Shane turned onto a small dirt road and the trees parted to reveal a small cabin by the lake. He parked the car and quickly took his Mother inside. Trish stood looking at the green water of the lake, how she wished she was on a diva shoot or something, just to relax and swim and just have no worries in the world, now she was going to have stretch marks and morning sickness and cramping...what was the upside to having this baby? She asked herself. She looked down at her stomach and gentle touched it,

"Oh, baby. Why is everything so difficult? I know, you're not even out yet, how would you know?" She asked beginning to cry to herself.

"Are you alright?" Shane asked coming up behind her. She quickly wiped her tears.

"Yeah, Yeah, just a little stressed out..."She said not turning to him.

"Do you need anything?" He asked. Trish laughed.

"Man, how did you turn out so good when your Father's such a ..."She trailed off. He laughed.

"I guess I owe that one to my Mother.." He said. Trish smiled, maybe there was hope in this world after all, she thought.