About 6 months after the wedding, I found out I was a month pregnant…Mark was so happy about it…but then something pretty bad happened…the closer the WWF was getting to their big WrestleMania…the more I kept getting all these death threats…
Mark didn't have a clue who it could have been…and neither did I…It didn't have anything to do with Mark's wrestling, or so we thought…We never expected it to be a wrestler…not in a million years…or even one that we had known…it wasn't written into the story…so it was a pretty big shock…
We had just gotten to the arena one night for Monday Night Raw…and I had accidentally left my cell phone in the truck…Christopher had been with Jeff all weekend…and Jeff was going to be bringing him back to us that night…I said, "Baby, I left my phone in the truck…I'm gonna run out and grab it…"
Mark said, "I'll come back out there with you…I don't want you walking around in that parking lot alone…" I said, "No…I'll be fine…go on to the dressing room…I'll be fine…I'll be in the dressing room…before you can get comfortable on the couch to nap…cause I know that's what you're going to do…" Mark smiled and said, "Yea…I know…Lazy butt…" I said, "Nope…tired ass.." And smiled…
Mark leaned down and gave me a quick kiss on the lips and said, "Alright, but you hurry…I want to see your face back in that room before I fall asleep…cause you're going to be joining me for that nap…"
I said, "But I'm not tired."
Mark said, "Yes, but you need all the rest you can get right now…You, your health, your body and that baby are the most important things right now…" I stood on my tip toes and wrapped my arms around Mark's neck and said, "Mark, you worry too much…I'll be just fine." I kissed his lips and walked out to the truck.
When I walked back in the arena…and down to the dressing room…the door was cracked a little…which was totally unlike Mark…he always had the door closed...he loved his privacy before the show started…I walked in and the showers were on in the locker room…and the steam had filled up the entire locker room and dressing room…I walked towards the locker room…and noticed a few of the mirrors had been broken…and I started to panic a little…and then I saw a couple of bloody hand prints on the white walls near the shower…I walked closer and said, "Mark…Mark please answer me…"
I moved a little closer and saw Mark laying on the white tiled floor of the shower…I started to run over to him, when I huge pair of hands came out of no where…and put a white rag over my mouth and darkness consumed me…