Mr. Kennedy Meets Love

Chapter 6 "Where's Hannah?"

It was the next week of RAW and both Ken and Hannah entered the building with smiles on their faces. Both wanting to find one another and greet each other. Ken went to his room and he got all freshened up before he went to say hello to Hannah. When he was just about to put a shirt on her heard a light knock on the door and then the door opened very slowly. Hannah then peeped her head inside with a cute smile on her face.

"Hi Ken."
"Hey Hannah, I was just getting ready to come and see you."
"Were you now? Is that why you haven't gotten around to putting your shirt on?"
"That might have something to do with it."
"Well, just to let you know, I'd be totally cool with you greeting me without a shirt on. But I'll take you either way."

Hannah smiled sweetly at him and gave him a nice little kiss on the lips and started to head out the door.

"I'll see you around, I just have to get ready for my match. Meet you afterwards?"
"Yeah, lounge."
"I'll be there."
"Bye Hannah."
"See yah cutie pie."

She skipped down the hallway and Ken was in total dreamland. He wend into Booker' locker room with this certain look on his face that made Booker curious.

"Dude, what's up with you?"
"Booker? I think I'm going to ask Hannah to be my girlfriend. I just can't help it. I'm completely nuts about her. She told me this crazy secret last week and for some reason. It made me want her more. Because it wasn't her fault. She never did anything bad. But it made her the person today. The person that I have these feelings for. But how the hell am I going to be able to ask her out. You know how I get around her when I want to talk to her about these things."

"Well, I don't know man. I think you just need to tough it out and just go for it. Do you think she likes you too?"
"Yeah, we definitely both have something there. I'm not fully sure if she's ready. But she could be. If she's not that's fine, I'll wait for her. I have no problem with that. I just don't want to scare her off in the process."
"Yeah, I can understand that. Well ask her, but reassure her that you are willing to wait however long she needs if she isn't ready now. I'm sure you'll be fine man."
"I really hope so. I'm going to go watch her match and think of how I'm going to do it. Then, when she's done, and we meet up. I'm going to muster up the courage to ask her to be mine."
"That's right man, go get her."
"Damn straight."

Ken did a little amped up leap and then he strutted out the door. Little did he know, there was someone standing outside the door listening to the entire conversation, no idea who, it could be. But the plan was out to someone. Ken went to his room and turned the television on. He then grabbed one of his nicer shirts and threw that on over his wrestling hear to look a little more presentable.

The match had ended almost twenty minutes later and he was just going to make sure he was fully prepared to go meet up with Hannah. He figured it was going to be about another ten or fifteen more minutes until she was ready after her match. So he decided just to go down to the lounge anyway.

Hannah had entered her room and she was exhausted from the outstanding match she just performed. She didn't have to take two blinks before seeing him in her room. The man who ruined her life was haunting her once again. Hannah had found herself backed into the door as he scooted closer to her lurking over her body. His dark evil eyes stared right into her light brown vulnerable ones.

"Charlie, what are you doing here? Why are you doing this to me?"
"Doing what to you. I've just come to say hello."
"But don't you remember the part where I wanted you completely out of my life?"
"Oh Hannah, my sweet little Hannah. Now we both know you didn't mean that. You very much want me in your life. You still love me. Remember you said you'll always love me."
"Charlie, that was when I was young and stupid. Now all I am is young. But I'm a lot smarter now and I know the type of person you are. You are a sick man and a predator who preys on the innocent and vulnerable."
"Hannah, why would you say that about me, that's totally false. Now I think we need to go have ourselves a little chat about you running off with that Kennedy guy."
"What? How would you know about that? Did somebody tell you about us?"
"Just a little source that I have. But I still think we need to have that talk. So you know what you're going to do?"
"What, watch you walk out of my room and out of my life for good?"
"Oh no sweetheart, you are going to calmly walk of this room with me as if nothing is wrong and we are going to get in my car and I'm going to take you somewhere where we can talk."
"If I don't do that, what are you going to do?"
"Well, Sammie was with your mom in the hotel right?"
"Where's Sammie, you better not hurt him you son of a bitch!"
"Now would you honestly think I would hurt my own son?"
"I don't know Charlie, I seem to come to the conclusion that you just might do anything crazy."
"Well, I guess the sky' the limit. Better start taking that walk huh?"
"You are such an asshole and I hope you rot in hell."
"Watch it sweetheart, or I'll make sure your precious boyfriend never wrestles again."
"Fuck you!"
"Walk! Now!"

He pushed her out of the room and they walked together as if nothing was wrong. They had only gone past Ric Flair who was talking on his cell phone not thinking anything of it. He just smiled sincerely and Hannah was too afraid to give him a worried "help me" face to clue him in on something being wrong. Hannah was thinking about how she was supposed to meet Ken in the lounge right about now and he was going to be waiting wondering where she was.

Ken was in fact in the lounge looking at the door wondering where she was. It had come to twenty minutes later and he was starting to get a little worries. Before he knew it, forty minutes later. He was glad he didn't have a match. Only an outside locker room interview which he had covered earlier that night. So he wanted to figure out what was going on. He went to go towards her room asking everyone on the way there if they had seen her. Maria hadn't, Booker hadn't, but then Ric Flair was just ahead of them. Ken walked up to him with that concerned look on his face.

"Ric, have you seen Hannah anywhere in the past hour?"
"Hannah, the new diva?"
"Yeah, please tell me you've seen her."
"Well, actually I did about forty-five minutes ago. I saw her walking off with some tall guy with dark hair. He looked kind of mean, to be honest, I don't think it was right. The look she had on her face when she was walking with him. It just didn't feel right. I didn't really say anything when it not being my business. But now that I think about it. There might be something up."
"Charlie, it has to be Charlie."
"Charlie?"
"Yeah, it's this guy she knew from her past. He did something really terrible to her and now I think he's stalking her or something. He probably is keeping her held somewhere and we have to find her."
"Do you need any help?"
"Oh you know I could use all the help I could get, thanks Ric."

"Any help from me?" Booker stepped in."
"Yeah, actually, I need you to go to room 278 at the hotel. That's the room she's staying at with her mom and son. I need you to make sure they are there and are alright. See if they might know where she is."
"Great, sounds good. I'll give you a call when I know something new."
"Awesome, thanks guys. You are really great friends. Let's go find her. I just pray to God she's safe." Ken said in the most worried voice.

(Well, looks like things are getting a little crazy around here. I wonder where Charlie took Hannah and if she's okay. What do you think he might so to her? Or possibly Sammie? Will Ken, Booker, and Ric ever find her? Just two more days and you'll find out. Please keep on letting me know how I'm doing. Thank you so much my loyal readers and writers and the new readers and writers joining on board. You're wonderful.)