if only he knew...
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"Hey, faggot! mat head! Come out of your ass, we're looking for ya!" Steve called out for the second time in a row.

"Now, Steve, he is not going to respond to that...you have to be nicer to him...like this..." Maria then put her hands on her knees as she knelt down as if she was calling for her dog. "Here Bret, come here boy...it's ok...hide and seek is over...you can come out now..." Shawn and Steve rolled their eyes in reponse to this.

"Here, let me try..." Shawn implied as he pulled Maria back up to her feet once again, "Hey Bret! Where are you? Come on, man, stop playing these games..." Then out of nowhere, he heard this slight noise coming from upstairs. Suddenly, Shawn got a feeling he knew exactly where Bret would be found. He motioned the others to follow as he ran up the steps in full speed.
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"Come on! you have to be kidding me, not again!" Kurt rang out in frustration as he peered out the windsheild of Chavo's car.

"The stupid thing wont budge...I have a suspicion that we're stuck..." Chavo said while ringing the keys through the ignition over and over again. Triple H moaned and looked back at Kurt, who was still chowing down on his sub.

"I swear to god! YOU EAT LIKE A COW! Any more food, and you will start to look like one!" "Hey, I am not a cow!" Kurt argued.

"Well, Mr. Chowdownofthetown, it was your idea to 'grab something else to eat'! You just couldn't wait until we found Shawn and them, could ya?" Triple H stared at the Olympic medalist as he took another bite. "No..." Kurt responded with his mouth full of food. Hunter pounded his fists upon the dash board as Chavo again attempted to start his car...and again no luck...

"Hate to tell you this, but looks like we will be pushing this bad boy as well. You willing to help me?" He looked at Hunter, then at Kurt.

"Hey, dont look at me, I dont need any more exercise then what i just got with the truck, get Kurt to push, he needs to get out more!" "Hey!" "Well, it's true, Mr. Cowwannabe...!" Kurt after moments of hesitation and eating some more of his sub, finally decided to get out of the car and help push this time around all by himself. All he knew in the back of his mind was that it was going to be a long while before Shawn and them were going to be found...
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"Steph, listen sweetie, I know that Shawn is probably home, so dont worry about it..." Vince said loud and clear over the line. Stephanie squeezed her own fists as she listened to her father gab about nonsensible issues that didnt even include her.

"But dad, I tried to call his hotel room, and no one answered. Hell, I even tried to call the front desk, and still nothing. Daddy, something is wrong, and what I am trying to say is, maybe you should help see if he is ok..." "Alright, ok...what is his hotel number?...I'll call him..." Vince sighed as his daughter told him the numbers one by one. Vince then replaced the reciever once again as he got his nerves to calm down. He had had one hell of a night, and drinking vodka didnt do anything to help with his problems. He groggily pressed the numbers upon the dial and heard a voice message ring in his ear. That's odd, Vince suddenly recalled to himself, it was unlike Shawn not to answer his own hotel room phone, especially if it was from he. Finally coming to his senses that something must be up, Vince called his daughter once more to recheck with her that the number he dialed was the correct one.

"Hey Steph, what was that number again?...Oh, so I was right...yea because all I got was a voice mail...does he have a cell phone on him? Oh, he doesn't, ok...I'll tell ya what, you call Hunter and tell him to go find him...I would hate for Shawn to be caught out in a storm like this..."

Oh, if only he knew...

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