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Listen to Her Voice

The Heartbreaking Truth

(Lou's POV)

"Shawn thought you proved yourself just because you Super Kicked some guy?" Nancy the psychologist analyzed. I shrugged my shoulders at her.

"Nancy, it's Shawn, if you know him like I know him, I wouldn't have put it past him either." I muttered at her. I mean really, come on, who in their right mind has their daughter Super Kick a wrestler to prove who she is?

"So what happened next?" she questioned leaning forward intent to hear more of my story. I taped my chin playing dumb and trying to remember exactly what happened next. "He told you who you were right?"

"Yea, and let's just say things did not go as Shawn had hoped…"

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Shawn Michaels sat in the corner of his dark dimly light locker room watching Louisa Donaldson sleep. Just two hours before had she proved to him that she was his long lost daughter Carson Michaels. Years ago he had lost, but now God had given him a gift. And that gift was sitting on his couch in his locker room sleeping because she had passed out from what had happened at ringside.

He examined the twenty one year old brunette. She resembled the perfect combination of his late wife Rebecca and himself. Her eyes were that of Rebecca's with the blue and green in each of them. Her hair was his with its tangled and uncanny mess. There was so much there that he couldn't even point all of it out. She was the perfect combination of him and his late wife.

Oh, but how he longed to see Rebecca again. She had been his world. They both had and within seconds Rebecca had been killed and Carson kidnapped. His world had crumbled right in front of him with no help of rebuilding it. Shawn had driven himself into his work with WWE never wanting to think of them and his sorrows. But by doing that he had sealed away a part of his heart.

But when Lou had walked into that interview room that part unlocked itself and when she hit that Sweet Chin Music tonight it grew even more.

"Mmmm…." Lou moaned as she began to stir from her slumber in the room. Shawn watched as her eyes fluttered open and she became panicked. Quickly, he flipped the lights on causing her to cover her eyes because they were blinding her.

Once they came into focus again, she cocked an eyebrow at Shawn realizing she was in his locker room.

"Wow, umm… I need to go…" Lou tried to say as Shawn shook his head at her and took a seat in a plush leather chair next to her. As she tried to scramble out of the seat he grabbed her hand and yanked her down.

"We… I… need to talk to you." Shawn said both overjoyed and nervous at the same time. Lou nodded her head at the Heart Break Kid as he took a deep breath calming his already unsteady nerves. "Twenty one years ago, my wife and I were at a grocery store with our daughter Carson. We just happened to be leaving when a group of men came up behind us. They weren't the most upstanding citizens but they knew who I was and what I did for a living. They wanted money and they wanted it now.

"When I refused to give them it, they pulled out a gun and shot my wife, Rebecca on the spot. Not even stopping to consider the life she had or the family they were taking away from her." Shawn let the tears roll down his face in sadness and grief as Lou held out a friendly hand to him.

"I'm sure the paramedics saved her though, right?" Lou asked. But Shawn shook his head.

"It was a kill shot. They knew what they were doing…" Shawn trailed off as the tears hit the ground. After several seconds and the sad look Lou was giving him, he recomposed himself.

"What about your baby?" Lou asked.

"She was kidnapped never to be seen again…" Shawn said as the young brunette gave a weak smile, "That is until now."

Lou looked at Shawn happy to hear he found the baby that was probably an adult by now. She could see the sadness in his eyes and the anger for losing his entire family because of some jerks that wanted money. She grabbed Shawn's hand and squeezed it gently.

"I can't wait to meet her." Lou said smiling at the old WWE superstar. Shawn looked at the girl and smiled, it was now or never.

"I believe you already have, Louisa Donaldson, you are Carson Michaels."

Lou's eyes grew wide, her mouth fell open, and she sat there awe struck. She couldn't move. Lou was paralyzed with confusion.

Did Shawn Michaels really just claim she was his long lost daughter?

Shawn watched her intently as the confusion played across her face. He knew this was either going to go one of two ways. Lou would totally embrace who she was and love him like the father he was supposed to be. Or she would get up, slap him, and call him crazy. Shawn didn't know which one would be better or maybe she would just be plain old indifferent to the current situation.

"Louisa, say something, please," Shawn pleaded as the young girl snapped herself back into focus after the bombshell that had just been dropped on her had imploded. Lou's eyes slowly made eye contact with Shawn's and for several seconds it seemed like there was genuine love in them but also something else to. And that was pure anger.

"What is wrong with you?" Lou hissed at him. "Are you on drugs? I am NOT your daughter! I don't want to know what sick and twisted game you are playing Shawn but it's pretty messed up. I don't know if you do this with all the new girls or what but that, that is ludicrous! Where would you get this preposterous idea I'm your daughter?

"Sure, I'm sorry that you lost your wife but this, this is just weird! Why would you think I of all people was your daughter? There are enough divas out there or other woman that might be that fit the bill. But me, I think you have me confused with someone else. And plus how would you know if I was of your daughter?" Lou said while standing up, crossing her arms, and letting her anger show at the older man.

"Because… because… because…" Shawn stuttered. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen. In his mind, his daughter had missed him for twenty one years. They would embrace and love each other. Everything would be perfect but instead he had Louisa screaming at him.

"Tell me Shawn, how do you know?" Lou asked again angry.

"Because of your eyes…" Shawn answered as Lou remembered her one blue eye and one green eye. "Carson was the exact same in the exact same eyes. Not many people have two eye colors and you my dear are very unique. So what do you say will you take a DNA test to prove you're my daughter?"

"Excuse me?" Lou choked out. He hadn't just asked to have her take a DNA test had he? This, this was crazy. None of it could be true. Things were moving too fast for Lou's mind to wrap around it.

Shawn's locker room started to close in on her. The air became stale as she staggered to the door throwing it open. Lou had to getaway, she had to get out. This was too much. Lou through open the door and raced down the corridor unsure of where she was going. She just needed to get away. Everything had just overpowered her in a matter of seconds.

"Carson, come back!" Shawn shouted behind her.

Lou continued to run though. She wasn't Carson Michaels was she? Did she really want to put everything that she had worked for on the line just to find out if she was some pro wrestlers kid? No, that wasn't her. It had never been her. Lou worked for everything and had climbed the corporate ladder by her nails.

But what if she was Shawn's long lost daughter? Everything in the world be given to her. Vince McManoh would eat out of the palm of her hand. Men would through themselves at her. She would have a grand and glorious career.

But twenty one years of her life, she had been lied to, fatherless, and been fine. But now here comes dear old dad coming to help her. Lou didn't want to change and be Carson Michaels. If she became that she would lose herself. The person that she had become known as, she didn't want that.

Lou continued to run as tears sprang to her eyes. She flew past everyone in the hallway as they tried to stop her, asking her what was wrong, or what they could do to help.

But no one could do anything to help her. The best they could do was go back to twenty one years ago and stop her from being kidnapped but that wasn't going to happen.

She let the tears roll down her face as she fell to the ground in a heap crying. Confused, unsure of herself, and just wanting to get the hell out of this place. Who was she?

Louisa Donaldson… or Carson Michaels…

Even she didn't know and that was one of the things that scared her the most.

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That's a wrap for now! :) Hope you all liked it! Thank you again for your patience, this last week was just insane for me and I had no time to update but here you go! By the way, how am I doing because this is my first drama oriented story I don't want to overdo it…

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