-1Chapter 4

Shane McMahon stood at the small iron stove making dinner for Trish, his mother and himself. The heat from the stove caused him to wipe his brow of sweat before glancing out the back door. Trish was still outside staring at the lake intently. Something was wrong with her, but Shane couldn't figure out what and she wasn't willing to tell him either. It had to have something to do with Vince. He looked down at the food to make sure he wasn't burning anything before is attention turned back to the beauty outside the door. He saw she wipe her eyes for the 100th time since they got there. She was crying again.

"Great, just great man. She's out there crying and you're in here chopping vegetables and cooking dinner like a wimp." He said to himself. He sighed, "Well, she doesn't want you anyway, she doesn't want anything to do with you're family and she'd probably going to be leaving in the next day if not tonight, so just let it go now." He thought out loud to himself. It was reassuring in a way to hear the words said. "But man, that nurses uniform she had on earlier..." He thought, just then he heard the back door creak open and Trish stood there looking at him.

"So what's the plan?" She asked looking at Shane as he cut the vegetables on the small counter.

"For once, I have no plan..." He laughed a little not looking up and hoping she'd offer to stay and help him.

"So, what we just live here forever with your Mother?" She asked a little sarcastically. He laughed,

"Doesn't sound that bad to me.." He laughed again. She wasn't laughing this time.

"Shane, look I helped you and I really need to get going before Vince finds us, I think our best bet is to split up, he can't track us both.." She trailed off. Shane shook his head in agreement,

"Makes sense.." He agreed. "You mind telling me what's really going on with you and Vince and no more of this, I don't want to talk about it." He said sitting down his knife and turning to look at her.

"I mean considering we're ending the partnership and everything. I think I deserve to know what I've been protecting the past two days..." He said, crossing his arms over his chest. Trish felt the blood rush to her head and she gripped the back of the nearby chair to keep herself upright.

"I'm just not feeling well and I can't stand Vince anymore.. Can you please just take me to the airport?" She asked, trying to walk past him.

"I'm not buying it..." He said stepping in front of her, "What are you sick?" He asked.

"Shane, what's wrong with you, let me go though. I'm not sick." She said looking him in the eyes.

"Tell me the truth then..."He said reaching for her arm. "Trish, don't you trust me?" He asked as she pulled away.

"Shane, of course I trust you, you've saved me like 10 times these two days alone.."

"Then why won't you tell me what's going on between you and my Father?" He asked harshly. She looked into his eyes, a look of fear in her blue orbs.

"Because of what you'll think of me after...because of the way you'll look at me after." She cried. She turned away from him. Shane felt like he'd just been slapped in the face, he made her cry.

"Trish, I... I don't understand... Please don't cry." He said reaching for her. She pulled away and turned back to him.

"Shane, you are the only guy that's ever looked at me like I was something other than sex to them...like maybe I meant something. It scared me when you kissed me last night. It scared me because no one has ever just wanted to hold me and not expect something in return but you didn't. You were willing to hold me and not ask questions and that was something I don't think I've ever had before. You know what, maybe they'll all right, maybe I am a slut! Maybe you're sister's right for once..." She cried speaking louder now.

"Are you kidding me? Stephanie's never right, she just thinks she is and my Father won't let anyone tell her otherwise!" Shane said getting loud as well, still trying to hold her to make her stop crying.

"Still, you were the first guy to actually accept that I wasn't ready to be with you.. To accept me for who I am... Any other guy would just push until I gave in but not you. Shane, I love when you look at me, you look at me as if I could never do anything wrong. Like I'm so innocent and ... and pure."

"Trish, it doesn't matter, you can tell me anything. I'm not going to judge you"

"No, Shane, I can't because you'll say that but I'll see it in your eyes. That one mistake is going to follow me my whole life. I just want to remember how you looked at me now...I don't want to see how you look at me after." She said going back out the back door to the lake. As if Shane wasn't feeling bad enough, it felt as if someone kicked him in the stomach now and he followed her out the back door.

"Trish, Trish I'm sorry..."He said reaching her, she was sitting on a log next to the lake. "Trish, please look at me?" He asked. Just then she cried out in pain. Shane quickly was at her side.

"Trish, what hurts? Was it something I did?" He asked trying to help her in anyway he could.

"Shane, please help me..." She said bending over in pain again.

"How? How? Trish..."He asked taking her face in his hands. "Trish talk to me..."He said.

"Shane, I need to go to the hospital..."She said holding her stomach.

"Okay, okay..." He said picking her up and carrying her to the car, grabbing his keys from his pocket. He jumped into the driver's seat and backed out of the driveway.

At the Hospital

Shane rushed into the hospital with Trish up in his arms.

"We need a doctor!" He yelled as a nurse ran towards him with a stretcher.

"Sir, lay her down here." She said before pushing her into the emergency room. A doctor came running over as soon as they entered the emergency room and began to examine Trish.

"What seems to be the problem?" He asked looking over Trish. Shane looked confused as Trish screamed out,

"I'm pregnant..." Shane looked down at her in surprise as the doctor began to feel Trish's stomach. She screamed in pain.

"I'm going to have to ask you to leave." The doctor said to Shane as Trish grabbed his hand.

"No, please. I need him." She said gripping his hand. The doctor nodded approving as the nurse changed Trish into an examination gown. Shane stepped out with the doctor for a moment.

"Sir, I have to tell you, it doesn't look good for your wife.." He said.

"She's no...Look, just do whatever you can for my wife okay, that's our baby in there." He said as the doctor nodded heading back into the room. Shane took a deep breathe finally knowing the truth, he looked down at his hands and they were covered in blood. He took off his jacket which was stained and wiping his hands throwing it in the garbage.

"Trish is having a baby?" He said out loud before stepping back into the room.

The doctor had given Trish some relaxants which knocked her right out. Shane stood over her and looked at her sleeping face.

"God, Trish, I'm sorry...this is all my fault." He said rubbing her cheek. There was no way his Father was getting a hold of Trish or this baby, he knew what it was like to grow up with a Father like Vince and he would not subject any child to that. It wasn't the kid's fault after all but than again was it Trish's fault? he asked himself.

Trish began to stir a few hours later. Shane had went back to the cabin to check on his Mother and came back, sitting at the window of Trish's room as the sun was going down. She looked over at him and looked up at the ceiling, he was still here was that a good sign? She asked herself.

"Shane?" She asked a little choked. He turned and came to sit on the bed next to her taking her hand. She looked up at him and his eyes weren't telling anything yet.

"Shane, is my baby..."She started but began to cry.

"Shh... Trish.. The baby's fine, they stopped the bleeding. It was just a blood vessel that popped from stress." He said wiping the tears from her eyes. She touched her stomach,

"You know two days ago, I didn't ever want to be a Mother but now I can't imagine not being.." She said with a little smile.

"Trish, what happened between you and my Father..." He started but he couldn't finish it. She looked down, she knew this was coming.

"Shane, it wasn't planned, I don't even know if your Father knows, I assume so but I don't know for sure. I didn't understand it, I was on birth control but you know how that is...Shane, I just don't know..."She said beginning to cry.

"Trish don't cry..."Shane said taking her into his arms. "Trish, please..."He said as Trish tried to stop crying.

"Do you hate me?" She asked.

"Of course not, Trish. I mean it might sound a little weird, I know, I've been trying to wrap my mind around it all day but this child is my half brother or sister and Trish,...Trish, I love you." He said as her eyes opened a little wider.

"You what?" She asked

"I love you, I have for a while now. It started out as a little crush back last year when you helped me with the big show and then when you visited me in the hospital...I have to admit, I was angry when you and my Father began your affair at Christmas. I didn't realize I felt that way until then, I just never got the chance to tell you, I always thought you were to good for me and I knew you were way to good for my Father. Trish I just never thought you'd look at me that way, I hoped but I didn't know. I just can't live without telling you this...Trish, In my eyes nothing you do could ever change the way a feel about you. " He said holding her face in his hands.

"Please forgive me...I should have told you before. It's me that doesn't deserve you..." Trish started but Shane silenced her with a kiss. She didn't stop him this time and looked into his eyes when they parted. The same thing was still there, she was perfect in his eyes.

"Vince isn't going to hurt either of you because as far as I'm concerned this baby is mine. "He said touching her face again.

"Shane, I can't ask you to do that...This is my problem..."

"Well, I just said it myself and you didn't ask me." He said. She smiled.

"We're going to be all right.." He said as she hugged him to her.

"I hope so." She said quietly.