Okay, this chapter is for TheWolf. :) Thanks for ur review and here is the
next chapter. There, I updated FINALLY!!! Lol, sorry it's taken me so long,
had a bad case of writers block.
Hunter paced anxiously in the waiting room, hoping that the doctor would come back soon with some news. When she had collapsed, his heart had stopped. He was terrified that he would lose her. His Steph.
'Woah,' he thought. 'Where did that come from?'
His Steph? She wasn't his anymore. She had lied to him, hurt him badly. Although he couldn't deny that he had seen a change in her ever since she had returned as General Manager. Maybe he should of chosen Smackdown. Eric Bishoff was an ass, everyone knew that. But Steph, well, he had watched her and seen what a good General Manager she was.
Damn! What was taking them so long? Was Steph all right? He didn't know what he would do if she wasn't. She had become a big part of his life; whether that was a good or bad thing, he didn't know. All he knew was that he didn't want to lose her.
"Mr Helmsley?" Hunter looked up at the doctor who was calling his name. He was an elderly man with a white beard and glasses. He hurried over and bombarded the doctor with questions.
"How is she? Is she going to be all right? Where is she?"
The doctor chuckled. "Woah son, slow down. Ms McMahon is going to be fine. Other than a few cracked ribs and some bruising around her ribs, face and arms, not to mention a split lip, she's perfectly fine. It'll just be a little painful for her, but I've written her a prescription for some painkillers if it gets too bad."
Sighing, Hunter collapsed into a near-by chair and covered his face with his hands. Thank god she was okay. He had been terrified, thinking that maybe she wouldn't be okay. He really couldn't imagine his life without her.
The doctor moved to sit besides him.
"I was wondering if maybe you knew what happened to her. It's quite obvious that she is being abused."
Looking up at the doctor, Hunter asked "What, didn't she say anything?"
The doctor shook his head. "Ms McMahon refuses to answer any questions on the matter. But it is quite serious. There are traces of some old bruises and cuts, which have almost healed. This has been going on for a while."
Hunter couldn't believe what he was hearing. Stephanie, his wife, was being abused. And she was still his wife. The last divorce paper wasn't yet signed. He was going to find out what was going on and protect her, like a husband should.
"Can I see her?"
The doctor nodded.
"Of course. I'm just off to sign her release papers now, then she's free to go. Although, I must admit, I'm a bit skeptical about releasing her. I would rather be calling the police, but Ms McMahon refused to explain what happened and is telling us that if we do inform the police she will leave without the release papers."
"Yeah, that sounds like Steph. Stubborn as hell."
"She's in room number 302, just down that corridor."
Standing up, Hunter extended his hand towards the doctor.
"Thanks. I'll try to figure out what's going on. If she is being abused, it won't be for long."
Shaking his hand, the doctor nodded and gave Hunter a smile.
"You must care about her a lot. She's lucky to have someone like you."
With that, the doctor walked off. Hunter stood there, thinking about what the doctor said. Yes, he did still care about her, nothing could possibly change that. But did he still love her? He was protective of her, even though they were in the process of getting a divorce, but were those the feelings of a protective friend, or a protective lover?
Hunter made his way through to the corridor, towards Steph's room. When he reached the room, he stopped outside the door and looked in. Steph was lying on the bed, facing the window. She had a sad and scared look on her face. Just looking at her made his heart break. He had the strongest urge to take her away from all this. He knew it was silly. Stephanie was one of the strongest people he knew. Which was why this whole thing confused him. If someone was hurting her, she usually wouldn't let them get away with it. What was so different now?
"Steph?" Hunter called out.
Startled by the familiar voice, Stephanie turned her head around to face Hunter.
"What are you doing here?"
Stepping inside, he made his was over to her bedside.
"What do you think I'm doing here? I was worried about you."
Steph looked at him suspiciously.
"Why?"
"Come on Steph. We were married. Of course I'm going to be worried about you. Please, just tell me what's going on."
Turning around, Steph's gaze went back to the window.
"There is nothing to tell. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get some sleep."
Hunter watched as she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. He stood there watching her, contemplating what to do. After several minutes, Hunter decided to respect her wishes and left the room. He would come back in the morning, he decided. After he had come up with a plan.
Steph waited until she heard Hunter's footsteps fade in to the distance before she let out a sigh. She just couldn't understand why he seemed to care so much. Well, it didn't matter. Because there was no way she was going to allow him to find out the truth.
Hunter paced anxiously in the waiting room, hoping that the doctor would come back soon with some news. When she had collapsed, his heart had stopped. He was terrified that he would lose her. His Steph.
'Woah,' he thought. 'Where did that come from?'
His Steph? She wasn't his anymore. She had lied to him, hurt him badly. Although he couldn't deny that he had seen a change in her ever since she had returned as General Manager. Maybe he should of chosen Smackdown. Eric Bishoff was an ass, everyone knew that. But Steph, well, he had watched her and seen what a good General Manager she was.
Damn! What was taking them so long? Was Steph all right? He didn't know what he would do if she wasn't. She had become a big part of his life; whether that was a good or bad thing, he didn't know. All he knew was that he didn't want to lose her.
"Mr Helmsley?" Hunter looked up at the doctor who was calling his name. He was an elderly man with a white beard and glasses. He hurried over and bombarded the doctor with questions.
"How is she? Is she going to be all right? Where is she?"
The doctor chuckled. "Woah son, slow down. Ms McMahon is going to be fine. Other than a few cracked ribs and some bruising around her ribs, face and arms, not to mention a split lip, she's perfectly fine. It'll just be a little painful for her, but I've written her a prescription for some painkillers if it gets too bad."
Sighing, Hunter collapsed into a near-by chair and covered his face with his hands. Thank god she was okay. He had been terrified, thinking that maybe she wouldn't be okay. He really couldn't imagine his life without her.
The doctor moved to sit besides him.
"I was wondering if maybe you knew what happened to her. It's quite obvious that she is being abused."
Looking up at the doctor, Hunter asked "What, didn't she say anything?"
The doctor shook his head. "Ms McMahon refuses to answer any questions on the matter. But it is quite serious. There are traces of some old bruises and cuts, which have almost healed. This has been going on for a while."
Hunter couldn't believe what he was hearing. Stephanie, his wife, was being abused. And she was still his wife. The last divorce paper wasn't yet signed. He was going to find out what was going on and protect her, like a husband should.
"Can I see her?"
The doctor nodded.
"Of course. I'm just off to sign her release papers now, then she's free to go. Although, I must admit, I'm a bit skeptical about releasing her. I would rather be calling the police, but Ms McMahon refused to explain what happened and is telling us that if we do inform the police she will leave without the release papers."
"Yeah, that sounds like Steph. Stubborn as hell."
"She's in room number 302, just down that corridor."
Standing up, Hunter extended his hand towards the doctor.
"Thanks. I'll try to figure out what's going on. If she is being abused, it won't be for long."
Shaking his hand, the doctor nodded and gave Hunter a smile.
"You must care about her a lot. She's lucky to have someone like you."
With that, the doctor walked off. Hunter stood there, thinking about what the doctor said. Yes, he did still care about her, nothing could possibly change that. But did he still love her? He was protective of her, even though they were in the process of getting a divorce, but were those the feelings of a protective friend, or a protective lover?
Hunter made his way through to the corridor, towards Steph's room. When he reached the room, he stopped outside the door and looked in. Steph was lying on the bed, facing the window. She had a sad and scared look on her face. Just looking at her made his heart break. He had the strongest urge to take her away from all this. He knew it was silly. Stephanie was one of the strongest people he knew. Which was why this whole thing confused him. If someone was hurting her, she usually wouldn't let them get away with it. What was so different now?
"Steph?" Hunter called out.
Startled by the familiar voice, Stephanie turned her head around to face Hunter.
"What are you doing here?"
Stepping inside, he made his was over to her bedside.
"What do you think I'm doing here? I was worried about you."
Steph looked at him suspiciously.
"Why?"
"Come on Steph. We were married. Of course I'm going to be worried about you. Please, just tell me what's going on."
Turning around, Steph's gaze went back to the window.
"There is nothing to tell. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get some sleep."
Hunter watched as she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. He stood there watching her, contemplating what to do. After several minutes, Hunter decided to respect her wishes and left the room. He would come back in the morning, he decided. After he had come up with a plan.
Steph waited until she heard Hunter's footsteps fade in to the distance before she let out a sigh. She just couldn't understand why he seemed to care so much. Well, it didn't matter. Because there was no way she was going to allow him to find out the truth.