"McMahon." Vince barked into his cell phone. He hated when his phone rang on airplanes.
"Yes, hello Mr. McMahon. This is Robin Eriksson." Vince nearly dropped his phone.
"Why yes Robin." He smiled. "How are you feeling?"
"Quite well thank you." She said. "I'm sorry to bother you, I know how busy you are but…"
"No, no Robin, don't worry. I was actually going to call you when my plane touched down. I'm stopping in Connecticut before we head to Chicago. What can I do for you?"
"Well, I know it's only been two weeks since I took my leave but I was hoping you would let me come back anyway." Vince's mouth dropped open. This girl had just gone through the most trying ordeal of her young life and she was already ready to come back. In all truth, he didn't expect her to come back at all.
"Robin," Vince began. "Are you sure you're ready to get back into the ring? I was under the impression you'd need a bit more recovery time."
"My doctors say I'm well enough to resume my normal activities. Since this is my job, I'd call it my normal activities." He could hear her smiling through the line. Maybe he'd been wrong about this girl after all…
"Ms. Eriksson, I have to tell you, I'm glad to hear you so willing to get back on the road but I can't possibly let you back into the ring until your doctors and our trainers clear you to wrestle."
"I know that. I was hoping you'd give me the all clear anyway." Vince shifted in his plush first class seat and smiled heartily. With drive like this, she was definitely more useful to him than he'd ever thought.
"Excuse me sir, I'll have to ask you to end that call. We'll be landing shortly." A petite brunette flight attendant said cheerfully as she touched his shoulder. He nodded and sat up a bit straighter.
"Listen Robin, I'll have a word with our trainers and see what they have to say. Have your doctor fax your latest update to my office in Greenwich and I'll have it looked at. If all goes well, we can have you back in the ring by the time we get to Indianapolis. Does that sound good?"
"That sounds great Mr. McMahon. Thank you."
"Now is this your phone number? Can I reach you here later?"
"Actually, no." Suddenly she sounded hesitant. "I'll call you tomorrow if that's alright. This is Kane's cell phone and if he knew I was planning on coming back so soon, he'd have my head." Vince nodded slowly. So Kane was that protective of her… That was VERY good to know.
"Ah, I see." He said and made his tone conspiratorial. "Not to worry. Call this number after you've sent the fax and I'll tell you what I can do. Kane is still slated to meet us in Chicago tomorrow correct?"
"Yes, he'll be there. I'll be driving him to the airport soon."
"Good. Ms. Eriksson, if this works out, we'll give Kane as well as Test and Stacy a good surprise."
"Fabulous!" She beamed even through the phone. "Thank you for being so understanding Mr. McMahon."
"No problem, no problem at all. I'm always happy to see one of my superstars so driven. Call me tomorrow and we'll work out the details. Good bye Ms. Eriksson." He smiled at the utter happiness in Robin's voice and rung off just as the flight attendant was headed in his direction again. Her plastic smile wilted around the edges as she lost her opportunity to scold him a second time. Vince smiled ingratiatingly and she passed him by.
So…Our very own Phoenix Rising wants to come back that soon does she? He just had to laugh. It was too perfect. Perhaps she'd be good for more than just ousting Kane from the roster…just maybe.
McMahon chuckled softly to himself as he thought. Yes, Test and Stacy had to be punished for what they did. If they weren't Vince could be looking at a potentially dangerous law suit. That would never do. Instead, Robin would come in and take care of that for him. It would only stand to reason that she'd find herself injured again. She'd had little to no recoup on her current injury. If she managed to do that, or better yet, if Test or Stacy managed to put her out again, Kane would lose his mind! Yes! It was perfect. Then he could get rid of all three of them. If Robin came back again, all the better. She was just what he needed…
Just then, the 'please fasten seatbelts' light blinked to life over his head. Vince did exactly that and settled back in his chair, grinning to himself as the plane landed.