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Listen to Her Voice

What Happens in the Past Stays in the Past, Right?

(3rd Person POV)

Louisa Donaldson sat cross legged on the floor of her grandmother's attic in the San Francisco home. After an eventful few days with WWE, everyone had a few days before going back on the road for another round of shows.

Lou had wandered up to the attic in search of answers. The slim chance that she found anything was like saying that one day Randy Orton would turn into a decent human being. So you could just tell by the amount of skepticism the young woman had.

It hadn't been long before she stumbled upon a box labeled with the words, Lou's Life scribbled across it in big bold print. Lou had never seen this box before and was confused by it. Pulling it closer to her she examined the old, beat up, cardboard item. Just by looking at it, she knew it had seen better days.

Carefully, she opened the box trying to look like she had been in it. Several moths fly out scaring the commentator and causing her to jump in fear. Dust flew up everywhere around causing her to start to cough and wave her hands violently to get the dust to settle.

Louisa opened the box to find a photo album, a stuff teddy bear, and several other notable items. Lou pulled out the photo album and gently brushed the front of the cover wiping off any dust that was still on it.

There were pictures of Lou as a small baby, then growing into a toddler, next came a little girl with her front teeth missing, after that were the rag tag tomboy years, and slowly the teenage years which was where the album was left off. The last picture was of Lou with her fist shoved in the air holding her high school diploma while jumping up and down relived to be out of that hell.

Lou set the album down and picked up the old stuffed teddy bear.

"Hello, Theo did you miss me?" Lou questioned as she grabbed the bear pulling it close to her chest. Every step of the way the teddy bear had watched the little girl aspire into the young woman she had become today. "Yea, I missed you too."

As Lou set down the teddy bear, something caught her in eye in the box. Lou scrambled over and slowly began to pull out objects that were meaning less to her to try and reach the item that had peaked her interest. When she finally got to it, she found what it was, a newspaper clipping from the San Antonio Sun Times about the Michaels family tragedy from twenty year ago.

With Lou's curiousity getting the best of her she picked up the newspaper article and began to read it.

Pro Wrestler's Family Destroyed Over Greed

April 17th, 1988- San Antonio, Texas

A grave tragedy took place outside of a local grocery store on Saturday evening involving a famous local pro wrestler, Shawn Michaels and his family to be exact.

Several men stopped Mr. Michaels and his wife as they were leaving the store with their one year old daughter Carson. The men were armed and dangerous. Sources told this local newspaper that the men wanted one thousand dollars in cash. Supposedly, it was to help a needy charity organization.

Mr. Michaels refused to give the mistrust worthy men the money which caused them to react by using their weapons and shooting Rebecca Michaels. The chief of police said that the woman was dead upon impact and there was nothing anyone could of done to help the young woman.

As for Mr. Michael's one year old daughter, Carson, the shady characters grabbed the child and drove off towards the next town. Carson has brunette hair and a very unique eye color. A picture has been posted of her below this article. If you have any information on the incident it is asked that you call the San Antonio Police Department at 555-2347. Thank you for the corporation and hopefully this case will soon receive the justice it deserves.

Lou examined the picture at the bottom of the page. Shawn and Rebecca were holding a little girl that looked very familiar to Lou. Quickly, Lou pulled out the old photo album again taking out one of her very first baby pictures that her grandmother had taken of her.

She put the two pictures side by side.

Lou's eyes widened in pure horror, her hand rose to her mouth, and a short gasp was heard coming from the young woman. There was no way, no freaking way. Photographs didn't lie.

The baby in the picture with Shawn and Rebecca was completely identical to the picture of her on her grandmother's lap. Lou's mind raced with emotions, unsure which one she should let out first anger, sadness, confusion, grief, so many raced through her mind that just sat on the attic floor covered.

Outside day turned to night and as darkness descended upon the streets of San Francisco, Lou remained in the attic frozen in time. Confused out of her mind, Lou slowly made her way down the attic steps and back into the cozy home she had known for twenty years of her life.

Lou shut the attic door still holding the two pictures from before just to take in case she needed them. As the attic door clicked shut, she leaned against it and sighed.

Several things she knew for sure. One was that she wanted to know the truth no matter what happened to her physically or mentally. Second was that she had to question her supposed grandmother about this new situation that had arose, but with dear old Gramms conveniently out of town things were going to get hard for her fast. But there was one final thing that she knew she had to do.

Louisa had to confront Shawn and take that DNA test; it was time to find out the truth.

(XXXX)

"To say that I was in shock when I found the photographs were an understatement, I was more along the line of mental insanity." I told Nancy the psychologist while pulling my legs underneath me and sitting Indian style on the long couch in her office.

"You handled it better than some, most people would have gone to more drastic measures Lou, but you kept a somewhat calm demeanor. That's always a plus." Nancy said while writing more on her notepad.

"Yea, it was a lot to take in, you know?" I said with a sad and confused tone in my voice. She nodded her head but then shock it. Not many people had ever been in the situation that I was in. Confused out of my mind to who I was and wanting to know the truth but that truth was hidden in the past somewhere that I hadn't wanted to venture to.

But Shawn had encouraged me to do it.

I blew my bangs out of my face remembering my so called father and his annoyance. I groaned and flopped back onto the chair the next part of the story was where we were going to start to "bond". I made gagging noises with my mouth while Nancy looked me with a raised eyebrow.

"Louisa, are you alright?" she asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, Doc, it's just this next part… dear old Dad starts to finally play the role of a fatherly figure." I groaned again as Nancy still looked at me oddly.

"Daddy daughter issues?" Nancy huffed.

"Congratulations, somebody finally figured out why I was here!" I said in a sarcastic voice to the doctor.

"Louisa," Nancy used a stern tone this time with me not happy at how I was acting, "Does this have anything to do with Mr. Brown Eyes from before?"

I gulped. It had a little to do with him as I conjured the picture of the two of us kissing backstage at Wrestlemania. Him shirtless as I traced the tiny cross tattoo on his upper back with my fingers, the feeling of his warm skin touching against my ring attire, and those brown staring straight into mine with love and loyalty filling them. But that picture was shatter the minute I heard the yelling replaying in the background.

"Louisa, Louisa," Nancy was waving a hand in front of me not yelling at me but getting my attention none the less.

"Oh, uh… sorry must have gone off into my own little world again." I said while blushing a bright red.

"It's fine." She said while sighing and picking up her notes where we left off. "Ready to begin again?"

I sighed at the psychologist yet again. This next part was not one of the parts of the story I was looking forward to telling her in the least but I'm sure she couldn't wait to hear about me and Shawn finding out the truth and if the past was going to really stay in the past or if was going to come to light in the present. I knew which it was but did I really want to tell Nancy right now… nah…

(XXXX)

Well there you have it folks, Lou's that much closer to finding out the truth and so are you! :) So what do you think is Lou HBK's daughter or is it just a pure coincidence? You'll find out not the next chapter, but the chapter after that, and the chapter following that you will meet Mr. Brown Eyes! Sadly, Mr. Brown Eyes won't be playing a major role in the story until the sequel when he rivals Mr. Blue Eyes (Brittany di Angels, you know who I'm talking about! ;) ).

So shout outs go to Brittney di Angels and WhiteAsukalover! You two rock and thanks for reviewing! Uh… what happened to all my other reviewers? Did I make you angry last chapter? If I did I'm really, really, really, really sorry! Please review, I love feedback it what motivates me to write more!

Well that's all for now, oh by the way, sorry this was so short but I didn't want to overdo it. We all know how Lou feels about everything I just needed her to find out a little more about herself!

So until next time my lovelies, figure out why Randy Orton doesn't wear ring trunks, buy some school supplies, and please review, look I'm begging you here *on hands and knees groveling*! I'll see you all later! ~always with much love ~L.