A/N: Thanks to Jessica for her input on this chapter. Hope you all enjoy.

Chapter 26

Tomoko struggled desperately against Shane's grip, but she wasn't getting very far. So instead she tried to knee him below the belt hoping to land between his legs, but he blocked it. Growing even more furious, Shane slapped Tomoko hard across the face.

"You try something like that again you bitch, and I won't be so nice to you." He said, now gaining complete control of both her arms.

As he spun her around he forced a kiss on her lips. Tomoko felt as though she would throw up from the taste of his tongue forcing its way into her mouth. Again, she lifted her knee, this time landing exactly where she had hoped to land.

Shane's grip loosened immediately and he buckled over in pain, both hands now clutching the soreness in his groin. Tomoko took the chance to run. Shane by this point was blocking the door, so the only place left to go was behind his desk. Hopefully from there she could pick up the phone and call somebody, anybody.

Thankfully, she didn't have to. Without warning the door came crashing open. The force of the door knocked Shane to the floor rendering him unconscious.

"Mr. McMahon?" A shocked Tomoko exclaimed.

Vince looked at his son lying on the floor and then looked at Tomoko. He saw the obvious fear that lingered in her eyes. It was apparent there had been a struggle. Vince walked over to Tomoko slowly.

"Tomoko, are you okay?" Vince asked, truly concerned.

Tomoko shook her head, but then buried her face into her hands. She cried more with relief that it was over. Vince would now know what Shane had done to her. She knew she would never have to worry about him again. Then there was the fact that the baby Tomoko was carrying was not Shane's at all, as she had originally assumed. This left only one other possibility of who the father really was.

When Vince reached Tomoko he placed an arm around her.

"Tomoko, what's going on here?" He asked, trying to put everything together.

Tomoko straightened up as she tried to collect herself. She could tell just by looking up at Vince that there was nothing to be afraid of. She didn't care anyway, her future now was with John and her baby.

"Vince I'm sorry, but Shane tried to force himself on me, again."

Vince raised an eyebrow.

"Again?" He responded.

Tomoko looked to the floor as she nodded her head.

Vince looked over at his son, who was now starting to stir out of his stupor, fuming at just the sight of him. Then he looked back over to Tomoko.

"I'll call you a car to take you home."

A small smile crept across Tomoko's face. She couldn't wait to get home and hoped John would soon be home as well. Vince continued.

"I know this is going to come off the wrong way, but I'd really appreciate it if all this was kept between us. For the company's sake." Vince pleaded

Although Tomoko would have preferred to report Shane to the police and watch as he got dragged off to jail, she also knew that if she did go to the police that everything would become public and McMahon's high priced lawyers would end up getting Shane off anyway. She didn't, couldn't, do that to John. Even though her career in the WWE may soon be over, John was a Superstar. He was at the height of his career. Tomoko didn't want John to have to compromise his livelihood for her revenge.

"Okay Mr. McMahon, you have my word." Tomoko said reassuring Vince.

"I'll make it up to you Tomoko. Shane will pay for what he's done. I promise." Vince responded as he placed a hand on her shoulder to reassure her that he would handle things.

Before Tomoko left, she looked down at Shane. The temptation to kick him where it hurt one more time was tempting, but she didn't dare while Vince watched her leave. Instead she walked by him making sure to step on his hand with the heel of her shoe.

"Ahhgh!" Shane screamed just as Tomoko closed the door shut behind her.

When Shane finally shook away the ringing in his head, he slowly got to his feet. Staring down at his hand, he held it tightly. His head was now throbbing, his hand was throbbing, his groin was throbbing. Shane was officially a mess. Focusing now toward his desk Shane saw Vince leaning back in his over priced swivel chair, his feet comfortably relaxed on the top part of the desk.

"Welcome back son. Care to tell me what the hell happened here?" Vince asked.

Although he obviously knew exactly what had happened, Vince wanted to see how Shane would respond.

"Dad?" Where's uh…" Shane tried to asked as he searched the room for Tomoko.

"Tomoko?" Vince finished his sentence.

"Yes. Dad she's crazy. She tried accusing me of all kinds of things. When I tried to get her out of my office, she just went ballistic. She attacked me." Shane explained in desperation.

As Shane made his way toward his desk he reached for the phone.

"As a matter of fact, I'm calling the police right now." He said, but before he could dial the number a hand came crashing down on top of his.

"No you're not son." Vince warned.

Shane looked up at his father and could see nothing more than anger traced across his stern, aged face. Shane grimaced as Vince's grip got heavier, tighter.

"You're going to sit down and listen to what I have to say." Vince advised as he removed his hand.

Shane obediently took a seat in one of the guest chairs, as Vince rose from his seat and walked around to the other side of the desk.

"I'm going to book you in a little match this Monday on Raw. With all the roster changes, we need to freshen things up a bit." Vince said.

"But dad, I'm supposed to be in Europe next week, I can't just cancel everything." Shane responded.

"Don't worry about Europe Shane. I think a John Cena vs. Shane O Mac cage match will prove far more profitable for this company than your trip to Europe."

Shane rose to his feet and protested adamantly.

"You can't do that dad. You don't understand, John's gonna, well, he's,"

"Exactly" Vince said, and smiled at Shane as he watched his son squirm.

Before Vince left Shane to think about his upcoming match, he offered him with a few words of advice.

"You should have learned by now Shane, this is a tough business. What goes around comes around. I can't protect you forever." Vince said smiling devilishly and then giving his son an "atta boy" pat on the shoulder.

As Shane watched his father leave he cursed to himself, running a hand through his hair. His teeth clenched. If there was once thing Shane was sure about in this very moment, it was that he was in deep shit and there was no getting out of it this time.