Samaire stood on the entrance ramp with a microphone in her hand. It was the night after the pay-per-view and the crowd were booing her loudly. AJ was standing next to her with his arm around her waist. Austin was in the ring staring at them.
"Poor, poor Austin Aries - how does it feel to loose the thing that was most important to you" she snickered in a condesending tone as she rubbed the X title that was now firmly strapped around AJ's waist.
"I didn't loose it you skank, you and that cheating piece of crap stole it" Austin replied, pointing to AJ.
"Yeah, that's right Austin, we stole your title, just like you helped Trinity steal my Women's title" Samaire shot back "But don't worry, we have a solution for that - Trinity watch your back"
As their music played AJ wrapped his arms around Samaire's back and kissed her throat as she smiled down at Austin. He glared at them from the ring.
Backstage Austin caught up with Samaire as she was about to enter her dressing room.
"What the hell was that out there?" he yelled at her.
Samaire looked surprised "What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about you and AJ making out in front of everybody!" he continued as people stopped what the were doing and stared.
"It's just part of the storyline Austin"
"Yeah, well you looked like you were enjoying it a bit too much!" he said as he stormed off. Samaire looked around at the people who had witnessed the argument. She smiled faintly before heading into her dressing room.
"Hi mommy" Brooke greeted her, as she looked up from the game she was playing. Samaire had asked Jerry for a small TV for her room so she could bring Brooke along to the shows without her causing any hassles.
"Hi sweetie, what are you playing?" she asked as she sat down next to Brooke.
"Simpson's Hit and Run. Homer's funny" she replied.
Samaire smiled. Brooke was so adorable and they got along really well - they both loved the Simpson's and spent hours watching the Simpson's DVD's in their pajamas on the weekend's that Samaire wasn't wrestling.
"You ready to go home honey?" she asked as she got up. As Samaire packed their stuff up there was a knock on the door. Traci walked in.
"Hey babe" she said to Brooke as she gave her a cuddle. "Hey Sam, leaving already?"
"Yeah, it's been a big day, Brooke needs her sleep and I'm tired"
"Just wanted to let you know that Jerry and that are really happy with your promo and I must say girl you looked HOT"
Samaire laughed "Yeah well thank the wardrobe department for that". Samaire had found a slinky black halterneck dress and had the wardrobe girls cut off to make it VERY short.
Brooke looked up at Samaire "You hot mommy? You want me to get you a cold drink?"
Samaire looked from Brooke to Traci and smiled "No honey, it's fine. You finish packing your stuff up okay"
Traci laughed as Samaire pulled her over to the doorway "Watch what you say around her" Samaire giggled.
"You guy's need a lift home?" Traci asked
"Nah, I brought my car tonight, but thanks anyway"
"Don't forget we're doing the rest of the tapings tomorrow, so I'll see ya then" Traci smiled as she left.
"Okay babe, you got everything? Let's go" she said as she grabbed the bags and walked out the door.
Samaire and Brooke were in the middle of cooking their favourite dinner - macaroni and cheese - when the phone rang.
"I'll get it" yelled Brooke as she ran for the phone.
"Watch it..."yelled Samaire but it was too late. As Brooke rushed for the phone she managed to knock over the whole carton of milk onto the floor.
"Sorry mommy" she said as she came back to clean it up.
"No sweetie just get the phone, I'll clean it up" Samaire sighed as she got the paper towel out.
As Samaire wiped the milk up, Brooke came back with the phone in her hand. "It's for you mommy, it's Auntie Trish, she's crying" Brooke said in a sad voice.
Samaire looked at her, worried. She took the phone and walked into the next room.
"Trish what's wrong?"
"Sam, it's Paul" Trish sobbed.
"What, what's happened?"
"I'm sorry Sam, I'm sorry" Trish cried, barely able to get the words out of her mouth.
"Trish, what's happened?. Is it Paul, is Paul okay?" Samaire replied, becoming more worried by the second.
"He wouldn't wake up Sam, I tired to wake him up but he wouldn't. I tried so hard but he just wouldn't wake up" Trish cried
Samaire sat down and bit her lip. She tried not to cry but the tears escaped her eyes anyway. She looked over at Brooke who was standing in the doorway.
"Where are you now?" she asked as she wiped the tears away.
"I'm at the hospital, I'm sorry Sam, I should have looked after him better, I should have stayed with him"
"This is not your fault Trish, listen, I'm coming to pick you up, you can stay with us"
As she hung up she looked at Brooke who was still standing in the doorway looking at her.
"Is Auntie Trish okay mommy?" she said as walked over to the sofa.
"I don't know honey"
"What about Daddy?" she asked, her big green eyes staring up at Samaire.
Samaire looked at her. How was she suppose to tell a five year old her Dad had died when she didn't even know he was sick?
"Daddy is sleeping now honey" she said as she gave her a hug.
"Can we see him when he wakes up?"
"I don't think he will wake up honey, daddy has gone to heaven"
"How come mommy?"
Samaire tried to hold the tears back "Because it was his time honey"
Brooke looked up at her, realising what she was trying to tell her. "Daddy died didn't he mommy"
"Yes honey, he did"
Brooke began to cry. Samaire held on to her as tight as she could and cried.
Samaire rushed through the hospital to the waiting room where Trish was sitting. Trish saw them approached and ran over and hugged Samaire.
"I'm sorry Samaire, this is all my fault. I should have stayed with him" she cried as she clung onto Samaire.
"It's okay Trish, just tell me what happened" she said as she noticed Brooke looking up at them with tears in her eyes again.
Samaire picked Brooke up and sat in the nearby chairs.
"I went in to check on Paul when I got home from the tapings and he was asleep. I decided to leave him because he had been complaining he was tired all day and make some tea. When I got back I noticed he wasn't breathing and tried to wake him up but..." Trish began crying again.
Brooke got up and walked over to Trish and gave her a hug.
"It's okay Auntie Trish" she said as she held on to Trish.
"I'm sorry Brooke" she said as she picked Brooke and sat her on her lap.
Samaire got up and looked around for a doctor. She went to the front desk.
"Can I talk to someone about Paul London please" she said to the lady.
The nurse looked up at her with sad eyes "Sure darling, just hang on and I'll get someone for you"
Samaire returned to the waiting room. A few minutes later a male doctor came over.
"You inquired about Mr London?
"Yes" Samaire replied "I'm Samaire Davis, this is Trish Stratus and Brooke London"
"You guys family?"
Samaire glared at him as if he were stupid "Yes we are - I'm his ex-wife, Trish is his girlfriend and Brooke is his daughter"
"Oh I'm sorry madam, it's just the passing of a famous person brings in all kinds of weirdos. If you would like to have a seat I'll answer any of your questions"
"I just want to know what happened" Trish questioned.
"Well, from what we can gather he had a blood clot that went to his brain. In simple terms he simply went into a permanant sleep"
"So it was painless" Samaire asked, tears again forming in her eyes.
"Yes, he didn't feel a thing"
"Thank you doctor" Trish replied
"We can release his body in a day or two once we have done a complete autopsy" he added.
Samaire just nodded. She looked over at Brooke, who still had tears running down her face.
"I think it's time we went home Trish" she said, picking Brooke up.
Trish just nodded. She was too numb to say anything else.