CHAPTER 3: Now, Rebecca…

Michael Shawn Hickenbottom or more popularly and more acceptably known to the world as Shawn Michaels hasn't slept much because last night, his son Cameron, who had taken an overdose of sugar, decided that sleep time was playtime. Cameron made Shawn stay up the whole night, to watch movies and eat cookies with him. Shawn let his wife Rebecca sleep during that time, because it was she who has put up with Cameron for the past 3 nights and for the many, many nights he wasn't around. And even if he had a main event Hell in a Cell match that Sunday, Shawn didn't really mind. Afterall, he could only spend a little amount of time with his kids. He was just a little bit worried (jokingly) of what the cookies might do to his body.

So it was 5:00 pm, and Shawn and his family have just arrived at the arena. Shawn was a little bit sleepy and would easily snap at anyone whom he found irritating, even to the slightest bit. They went straight to his personal locker room to settle down and suddenly noticed that Rebecca, his wife, grew extra quiet. He felt a slight feeling of guilt.

"Hey, you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm good."

"Look, I know I look as if I'm hard to talk to, and that I'll blow off on anyone, but I promise that I won't blow off on you. So, don't worry, you can still talk to me. You should know by now, that I can't be mad at you and that whenever it's you who's talking, I still listen, even if I'm asleep. So you sure there's nothing wrong? I didn't mean to scare you." Shawn assured Rebecca, who was carrying a sleeping Cheyenne, while Cameron was hopping around the room.

"No, no, it's not that. I understand you. It's not about that."

"So, what is it about then?"

"It's just that… that… never mind…"

"What? Baby, come on, tell me… I won't react weirdly, I promise…"

"Nothing… I'm fine. Look, it's already five. Aren't you supposed to be meeting with Paul or whomever to discuss your match tonight?"

"Oh yeah! Almost forgot about that… I heard he's in catering. You wanna stay here or you wanna come with me?"

"Nah, it's fine. I'll just stay here with the kids. Cheyenne's asleep. She might wake up and no one's gonna be around. And that little boy over there… (points to Cameron) has to get some rest, too." This was Rebecca's reply. And it was narrated in a not so happy and lively tone.

"Okay… you sure? You want anything? What could I get you?"

"No, no… I seriously am okay. So go ahead. We'll all be fine."

"If you say so…" Shawn then gave his wife and his kids a kiss each, and went straight to catering. He had to talk to someone about the weirdness of his wife today. He just couldn't put a finger on what was different with her. But he knew that he must do something, quick. And what better way to release his feelings than through his long time best friend, Paul Levesque.

So, it's Steph and Rissa. Now, add Rebecca.