Later on that Day: 2:30pm on the highway:

Shawn glimpsed down at his sleeping son in the passenger side seat as he drove; his wife was dead, and had it not been for him and his speech that one fateful Monday night, none of this would have happened to begin with. His son looked so peaceful lying there, but he knew that the child was far from truly feeling any peace. The police had come by to search and tape off the scene and collect his wife's body to be sent to the morgue. How lovely of a thought; he had lost his one true love….at least in his eyes. He had been through so much, and he wasn't quite aware that come this Sunday….phase three of his boss's evil scheme was going to be taking place…..

WWE Headquarters: Connecticut, 2:40pm.

There Vince stood in front of the entire WWE board of Directors, ready to make his long awaited speech concerning the Royal Rumble that following Sunday. The other people surrounding him sat in silence as they patiently waited for him to begin.

"Now as you all know, the ratings for Monday Night Raw have sky rocketed and are now at an average of a 4.0 rating for both hours of each broadcast. Come this following weekend, I have something special put in store for each and every one of you as well as the entire world who views the PPV. My son, Shane, and I have come up with something to forward this storyline idea between Shawn Michaels and me. Now I am not going to announce it yet, but I will tell you one thing…it will shock anyone who sees it."

"Uh, sir," one of the creative writers intervened, "where exactly are you planning to take this Shawn storyline….I, as well as the entire creative staff are curious because we need to know so therefore we can…"

"SHUT UP!" Vince growled…..god how he hated to be interrupted! "Who the hell do you think you are?"

"I am the main writer, sir."

"Well, I have news for you; you WON'T be if you keep interrupting me like you just did!"

"Sorry, Mr. McMahon…." The man said as he pulled his chair further up beneath him. Vince nodded in acknowledgement; it was good to be in charge. As he was about to continue, however, his cell phone rang. He held up his hand to hold off any further comment.

"Sorry, I apologize ladies and gentlemen, this will only take a second, please excuse me." He then walked off a few yards from where he originally stood and opened his cell. "Yes…..what is it?" He whispered into the phone's speaker. The caller I.D read 'unknown' but he knew better. It was his daughter, Stephanie.

"Yes, Daddy, its done……the deed has been done, now on to phase three…." Vince's face contorted into an evil grin; his evil scheme was working after all!

"Oh really? May I ask how?" He looked around behind him; he didn't want any of the board to hear him and his conversation. Surprisingly, the other people surrounding the round table were chatting about future storylines. 'Those damn idiots!' he thought to himself as his daughter continued.

"Yes…..dad you're going to love this! She completely fell for it! She thought I was coming in to check on her! How could Shawn marry such a ditzy bitch like that I will never know!" He could hear laughter on the other end…..how sweet of a sound!

"So, you took care of her and the kid, right?"

"Oh, the kid…." He heard Stephanie say with hesitation, "yea, they're both done for….Shawn has nothing left to lose."

"Are you sure now? The kid is done for, correct?"

"Yea….you can take that one to the bank if you don't believe me."

"GOOD! Because, I was about to say, if it wasn't a done deal, then I would have to deal with you personally then; you do know that, right?" Vince heard the people in the background suddenly go quiet…..he turned around to take notice when they all looked back and continued what they were doing beforehand. He then sighed with relief.

"Um, yea dad, you already told me……you hired us for this job and I promise you, you won't be disappointed in the least!" He then heard Hunter's voice in the background.

"Hey, honey, let me talk to your husband for a moment….will you?"

"Oh, sure….here you go…."

"Hey, Vinnie, how's life going for you?" Hunter asked unapologetically.

"It's going ok. Listen," he looked around once again to make sure this conversation was his own, "I am going to warn you now, Hunter, if you or her so much as screw up, you are both going to have to deal with me, understand? I don't want any screw ups what-so-ever!" He could hear his voice growl….which was never a good sign to say the least.

"Yea….sure, Vince, don't you worry….have I ever let you down before? Listen, ok, I promise…the family is done for…..all you have to do now is deal with that heart breaking bastard and all of this will be over."

"It better be……" Vince was then called out by his wife, Linda, to join the meeting once again, "well, listen, I am going to go…..I guess we will speak on this matter later, then, hmm?"

"Yes, we will talk later. Hey, tell Linda I said 'hey', alright…I'll let you go then, see you later!" The line disconnected as Vince slapped the top of his phone once again. As he walked back toward the table, he couldn't help but think that something went wrong. Any screw ups, and Vince would not be a happy man. And everyone in his family knew what that in itself could lead to……

On an airplane to Orlando, FL. Five minutes later:

Hunter put his wife's phone back into her purse with a thoughtful look on his face; surely his father-in-law wouldn't be maniacal enough to try and hurt the two of them unexpectedly.

"Hey, Hunter, so, we all set?" Stephanie questioned as she looked into his eyes from the seat directly in front of him. To this Hunter didn't know exactly what to say, so in order to save his wife's worries, he said the first thing that came to mind.

"Yes, we're all set…..now all we have to do is wait for Sunday to come….." He stared straight out the window on his side. "Hey, you don't actually think that Vince will try anything to hurt you or me, do you?"

"No, oh come on Hunter, you should know him by now!" Stephanie exclaimed, "we all know he is just bluffing…..we have nothing in the world to worry about. Come on, lay back and relax….and enjoy the ride…." Hunter grinned as his wife got on his lap and started to massage his legs…..he loved how she did that.

"Ooohh, nice, I think I'll take you up on that offer…..come on….make me enjoy it!"

"Oh yeah….anything you say, Mr. Hunter Hearst Hemsley!" She grinned as she unzipped his fly. He sighed as he let her down upon him; it was so good to be him!

Back on the Highway: 4:55pm:

Shawn turned into a local gas station in order to use a payphone as his son slowly woke up from his nap.

"Daddy?" Cameron let out as he swerved in his seat.

"Cameron…..it's ok…everything is alright…." Shawn said while brushing his son's hair out of his face. He could see it in his son's eyes, his son was fearful.

"Where is mommy? Where is she?" He asked. Shawn tried his hardest not to break down and cry right then…..his wife was dead, but how to explain it to a child?

"Oh, big guy…..she is with God now….."

"God….you mean, she's gone?" Shawn clinched his fists and shut his eyes momentarily….how this tore him to pieces inside.

"….Yes, she is…" He gave Cameron a hug and opened up the car door. "Now, I will be right back, ok? Daddy has to use the phone, you stay right here, and if anyone comes near this car, scream for me, alright?" His son smiled as he closed the door behind him and locked it securely. He only hoped he would be able to get into contact with anyone out of the company who might be able to help him.

"Yes," Shawn said as he entered the gas station, "do you all have a pay phone?"

"Yes sir," a black lady standing in front of the register claimed while checking him out, "or should I say, cutie; right over there to your left." Shawn turned around to see a phone directly behind him.

"Ok, thanks." He told the woman as he picked up the phone's receiver. As he stood there listening to the rings on the other end, he looked around to his surroundings to see that the floor was filthy and contained soda spills and food crumbs from probably a few weeks passed; and there were hardly any milks inside of the refrigerator. "I take it, that you all don't store up often, do you?" He asked the lady at the register.

"Nah," the woman exclaimed while reading the sports section of the day's newspaper, "this place is on the verge of being shut down…..and thank god! Working here sometimes gives me the creeps…never know who is gonna come flying through those doors!" The woman turned the page of the paper right as someone answered the other end of the phone line. Shawn sighed with relief as he realized it was none other than Chris Jericho, his newly found acquaintance.

"Yea, Chris, its me, Shawn."

"WOW! SHAWN! Oh my god! You're ok! Where the hell are you?" Shawn scratched his head for a moment; Chris seemed really concerned about him just to be hearing his voice on a damn pay phone.

"Yea, Chris, calm down! I don't know where I am exactly at the moment, but I am ok. So is Cameron….however, Rebecca wasn't so lucky."

"What do you mean by Rebecca not being so lucky….what happened, Shawn, is she alright?"

"No…." Tears wanted to well up in his eyes once more but he held the yearning to cry back into his system, "Chris, she's dead. She was murdered….."

"Oh my god……who did this to her? Are you ok? Where are you again?"

"I said before and I'll say it again, I don't know where I am. But I will tell you this, whoever did this, has to be involved with this stupid storyline thing between Vince and myself. Whoever did this is in this with him. I can almost guarantee it!"

"Vince? What the hell would Vince want with your family? What did you ever do to him?" Shawn looked around and saw the woman glaring straight at him; he took that as his signal to leave at once.

"Listen, alright? I don't know, the man is insane…..but just do me a favor…..where are you right now?"

"I am in Georgia…..you know, getting ready for the tapings tomorrow night." Georgia! That was right-they still had one more Raw taping before the PPV!

"Ok, do me a favor then…..watch your back…..please…."

"What? What do I have to watch my back for, I…"

"JUST…please….do this for me…alright….I know we have had our issues in the past but for right now….just do this favor for me….please…I beg of you. I have to run, bye." Shawn disconnected the phone call and collected the change out of the slot. The woman was still staring at him all the while.

"Oh, and just to let you know, you're in South Carolina." The woman smiled at him as she put her paper down upon the desk.

"South Carolina?"

"Yup! Good old Charlotte. I don't know where you're coming from, boy, but if you didn't know that, then you're mind is either gone or extremely exhausted! You were just on the highway, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, where are you coming from then?"

"Uh," Shawn seriously had to think about this, "oh, East Rutherford, NJ."

"WOW! Well, I'd be impressed! You must have come a long way. No wonder y'all don't know where you're coming from! You come from Texas somewhere, don't you?"

"San Antonio, more specifically."

"I could tell, your accent gives it away. If you're heading down south….just turn to your right as you exit out of this parking lot. Any further than that, hot stuff, and I'm sorry, you're on your own." She winked at him and looked back down at her paper. The icon then put the remaining change inside of his pocket and headed for the front door, thanking the woman on the way out.

Once outside, he got straight into his car and revved up the engine, waking up his son who had gone back to sleep.

"Oh, I am sorry, Cameron, I thought you were awake."

"Where are we?"

"South Carolina……supposedly."

"Wow…..daddy, when can we eat? I am hungry." Shawn put his car into drive and turned out of the parking lot the same way as the woman had insisted upon. He went silent for a moment as he thought of a place to stop and eat; thinking of which, he was quite hungry himself.

"Well, don't worry, we'll eat shortly." He said as he stared out through the windshield of the car; just wishing that all of this was just a horrible nightmare.

And little did he know, this nightmare was just getting started….

A/N: Ok, this chapter takes place right after the murder occurred….they still have one more week before Royal Rumble takes place…so how am I doing? Let me know, thanks!