As everyone was walking down the hall, Mark sat back down in the waiting room, and Vanessa sat next to him and said, "Okay, Mr. Callaway…why is it out of everyone whose here to see Nyla, you look the most guilty." Mark said, "I know she told you the horrible things I said to her…and you know she was leaving the WWE because of me…I just wish I could take it all back…I was just as stunned and shocked if not more then the rest of those guys in that dressing room, when she decided she'd had enough of my shit and told me I was the father…I mean how do you make it up to someone after you've said such hateful things to them…"
Vanessa touched Mark's arm and said, "Mark, if there's one thing you haven't learned about Nyla yet, it's that she's very fast at forgiving who ever…I also know that she told you she regretted what happened…she doesn't regret it…not the whole thing in a sense…the only things she regrets about that night is that you two were drunk and that you didn't remember it…for the longest time she had been confiding in me about having this strong attraction to one of the wrestlers, kept saying his name was Mark…I don't follow wrestling all that well, I mean c'mon my 4 year-old knows more about all you wrestlers then I do…but the stronger her feelings would get, she said the closer you two got…she was going to eventually just give up her feelings for you and try to forget how she was really feeling towards you and just move on…and then that morning after she called me…and was crying hysterically...I didn't know what to do for her…because I had gone through the same thing 4 years ago…and I didn't even know what to do for myself then…how was I going to help her now…"
Mark said, "I had some pretty strong attraction feelings for her too, but I was never going to act on them…never…not in a million years, well one because I had a serious live-in girlfriend…and two because, I technically work with her, I would of never started a relationship up with someone who is under contract with our CEO…I mean, every day I was around her, I was falling more and more for her, and my feelings kept getting stronger and stronger…and they still are…I in all honesty don't even have the foggiest clue what the hell happened tonight…I was giving her some pretty bad looks, and when she called me on it…one thing led to another and she was laying it all out…I never really thought for a second that the baby wasn't mine…I just couldn't get my brain to comprehend everything that was sinking into it at one time…I mean I couldn't understand how I had been drunk enough to not remember what happened, let alone…not remember that I had made love to someone who I held with such high respect and love…I couldn't remember none of it…I don't know what scared me more and still scares me right now…not remembering I made love to her or finding out I was actually going to be a father…"
Vanessa giggled and said, "You know something…you and Nyla…are definitely soul mates…you guys thing alike so much…when me and her were first talking about what went down that night, she was sad, angry, frustrated…she didn't know what bothered her more…the fact that you should of remembered or the fact that you didn't remember…Girls, remember everything…always down to the smallest detail of what was said…to how good your lips felt against each other, to just being touched…she will never regret that one night with you, just the whole getting drunk that led to it…I wouldn't worry too much Mark…she's a strong girl…but I'm telling you right now…you should go down there, kick every one of those wrestling bums out of Nyla's room, close the door, turn the lights off, sit in the dark with her and just talk…and if you don't feel like talking…hold her, and then talk to her in the morning…"
Mark said, "What if she doesn't want me in there?"
Vanna said, "She can try and put up an argument, but it won't last long…she usually just rolls with it…don't argue back with her cause it will irritate her more…just sit there in silence…if that's how she wants to do things, then that's how it's going to go down for a while…you know, don't throw your Undertaker voice at her…just sit and use your very calmest voice, like I just heard you use…the calmer you are, the calmer she'll stay."
Mark nodded and said, "Thanks Vanessa." Vanna said, "No problem big boy." Mark shook his head at her while he smiled and got up and walked down to the room…
Upon entering my dressing room…Mark said, "Okay…visiting hours are over, everyone out…"
I watched as Mark stood by the door and shooed everyone out the door and then closed the door, and proceeded to turn the lights off and the walk around the room and closed all the blinds…
I said, "Mark, what are you doing?" He came over and said, "Making it nice and dark in here so you can sleep…you need to get some rest if you expect the doctor to release you tomorrow afternoon…" I said, "Oh…okay…I guess."
Mark leaned over and kissed the top of my head and was about to walk away when I grabbed his hand and Mark turned and looked at my hand on his and said, "What?" I said, "Don't go…stay with me…please…I hate hospitals."
Mark stayed with me that night; he just sat in a chair next to my bed, and watched me sleep for the longest time before he fell asleep himself…I was released the next afternoon…