Mr. Kennedy Meets Love

Chapter 8 "The End"

Ken, Booker, and Ric all arrived at the Warehouse. They ran inside and looked around the giant building. They couldn't see or hear anything until Booker heard little whimpers coming from the boy. Booker led them to where he thought he could hear them. They all followed him and they found Charlie with a knife to Sammie's throat. He was standing right by a ledge.

"Charlie, please put the boy down. You have to let him go." Ken begged.

"Oh no Ken, it isn't that easy I'm afraid."

"It can be, you can still get out of this. All you have to do is hand the boy over to me."
"No Ken, I'm afraid I can't do that. We all really know how Hannah feels about me. She wants nothing to do with me. So I'm going to try and erase all memory I have of her. That leaves little Sammie here. He's our child and none the less, a part of her. So, sorry little Sammie. But I'm going to have to let you go."
"No!" Sammie screamed.

Charlie threw the knife to the ground and he was about to take a leap down with the boy in hand. But Ken had made it close enough to where he grabbed the boy and pulled him back to safety as Charlie fell to his instant death. Ken held the boy close in his arms as the cops just now arrived. They had finally made it to the scene. The main cop walked up to Ken.

"What's going on here?"
"The man you're are looking for sir is down there. I think he might be dead."
"What happened?"
"He was going to jump with the boy killing them both. But I leaped out and grabbed the boy."
"Good job, we'll take it from here."
"Is it okay if I take the boy with me?"
"Only to the mother."
"Yes sir, that's where I plan on taking him. We'll come in for questioning tomorrow morning okay?"
"Alright, be safe."
"You too."

Ken, Ric, and Booker along with little Sammie made their way to the arena. Hannah was pacing back and fourth in her room thinking all sorts of things. Of course none of them were really positive. She fell to the ground crying hysterically not being able to take it anymore as she then felt a tap on her shoulder. She looked up to meet those eyes she loved so much.

"Ken?
"Hey sweetheart."
"You're okay?"
"Yeah honey, I'm just fine."
"Is Sammie okay?"
"Find out for yourself."

Sammie ran into the room and went in his moms' arms. She held him like she had never held him before. She looked into Ken's eyes at the same time. He leaned down and kissed her on the forehead.

"It's over baby, he's gone."
"Charlie?"
"He's gone."
"Oh Ken."

She started to cry again as Ken had his arms wrapped around her and Sammie. Booker and Ric were standing at the door watching in happiness.

---One year and two months later---

Sammie was running in the backyard of the new Wisconsin home with all his new friends with his birthday hat on his head. There were children and wrestler's all around. Ken had a beer in his hand as he approached Hannah sitting in the chair talking to Candice Michelle and Ric. Ken stood behind her and leaned down kissing her on the neck.

"Hey you."
"Hi beautiful."

Both Candice and Ric got up with smiled on their faces. Hannah was kind of puzzled that they would leave right after Ken had gotten there. But she just shrugged it off as Ken kneeled in front of her and gave her that passionate look.

"Kenneth, what are you up to. You know I love that look you give me, but I also know it to be mischievous."
"Perhaps."
"You're so silly."
"Thank you, oh by the way. Will you be my wife?"
"…What?"
"Marry me Hannah Matthews."

"Are you serious?"

At that point, Ken had pulled out the most beautiful ring and she had realized he was very serious. She started to cry in happiness as she murmured yes allowing him to place the ring on her finger. Everyone was watching and clapping in happiness. Hannah almost wanted to hit Ken in the arm for making her cry like this in front of all their friends. But she couldn't help but love the reason why he made her cry. She was soon going to be Mrs. Kennedy, well, technically Anderson. Sammie ran up to her and gave her a hug and looked at Ken.

"Are you going to be my daddy?"
"You bet little buddy."
"Yes!"

Sammie then hugged Ken and it was such a great day. Everyone just stayed for some more drinks and the party continued on. There was cake and food later on. The night ended perfectly.

Everyone had gone home and Sammie was in bed. Hannah was in the bedroom changing out of her clothes. Ken walked in the room catching her only in her bra and panties. He smiled that mischievous smile.

"Stop right there missy."
"You scared me."
"Sorry baby."
"Oh that's okay sweetie, you can always make it up to me."

"How could I do that?"
"Taking off that big ole' shirt and those shorts and making me a very happy woman."
"…Okay, fair enough."

He picked her up and gently threw her on the bed. He stood at the end of the bed as he took off all his clothes showing off his entire naked body. He climbed on top of her and started giving her kisses all over up her body making his way to her lips. They passionately kissed as he slid her panties off. He flipped her over unclasping her bra and taking that off as well. They met face-to-ace once again as they positioned themselves becoming one. He kissed her neck as they moved in motion slowly making sweet love to each other. She was lightly nibbling on his ear as he quietly moaned.

"I love you Ken."
"I love you too baby, I'm going to love you for the rest of our lives."
"Promise."
"More than anything."

She smiled as he gently kissed her on the lips continuing their lovemaking. That night was really special to them. It was at so much peace and happiness. Their lives were better and complete….

---Off Camera---

Hannah and Ken got married six months after and Hannah became pregnant two months after they wed. They will be expecting a beautiful baby girl. Randy had gone to prison and was sentenced 68 months to life. There were a few more newly found charges on Mr. Orton that no one knew about. Things were totally happy…The End.

(Well, what do you think everyone? I really hope the ending was good enough. Sorry Kelly Ann about Randy Orton. I know you love him. Just know I feel bad, but you have to admit that despite his cuteness, he makes one hell of a bad guy.)

---This Story is dedicated to Carl Vincent Hill. A man who is to now serve justice in prison for 68 months to life for carious crimes against family, friends, and myself. May God have mercy on your soul and may you seek help for your sins and hurt you've placed upon many people.---