Evil Thoughts

As promised, when my body was completely healed Hunter began training me for my return back to the ring. I had planned to return at the Royal Rumble so I could take the title from the current Diva's Champion, Maryse. He was very impressed at the skills I still had but I still needed a lot of work with my submissions.

"Ok when you get me down, I want you to lock on the inverted cross face." He said.

I nodded and we began wrestling. In order to knock him down, I did a dropkick and then rolled him onto his belly. I then sat on his back, closer to his shoulders. I clasped my hands together in front of his face and pulled back as hard as I could.

"Ah! G-Good!" he said as he struggled to get free.

I smiled and let go of him, "Was it tighter this time?"

"Yes much tighter. Have faith in yourself at all times ok?" he said.

I nodded, "Ok."

"Alright let's take a break from this today. Tomorrow we'll work on your finishing move." He told me as we left the gym.

"Do you think I'll be ready by January?" I asked.

He chuckled, "You're still strong as hell Meg, you could be ready tomorrow honestly."

I laughed, "I'm glad you have so much faith in me."

"I'm glad you decided to get back into wrestling." He said. "We'll be able to spend a lot of time together this way."

I frowned, "Yeah but what about Mia? We won't see her as often will we?"

"Sure we will honey," he said as he opened the refrigerator and pulled out some orange juice. "If we both work on Monday Night Raw she'll only be away from us from Sunday to Tuesday afternoons."

I sighed and took a seat on the bench. "I just feel strange knowing that she'll be away from us every week…"

He poured us some orange juice and then put the container back into the refrigerator. "Meg, Mia will be fine. I won't let anything happen to our little girl. Ok?"

I looked at him as he handed me a glass of juice. "Ok."

"Being a parent sure has changed you." He told me.

"It's changed you too…but we're not going to get into that discussion." I said before taking a sip of my juice. "Anyways are you entering the Royal Rumble?"

"You know I am," he said. "As much as I love Shawn I've got to go through him to realize my goal of becoming the next WWE Champion."

I dropped my gaze wondering how that was going to play out. Shawn wanted to win in order to get a rematch with the Undertaker…something that I was inwardly hoping he would get.

"You ok?" he asked.

I looked up at him, "Hm? Oh nothing I was just wondering which one of you I should cheer for this year. You both normally don't enter the Royal Rumble together."

"Well we both know that Shawn is entering it for one reason…."

I chuckled, "Nothing gets past you does it?"

"Not when it comes to you or Shawn. Damn it he doesn't listen!" he said.

"I don't think the Undertaker will harm Mia or I at all if Shawn happens to win the Royal Rumble."

"What makes you say that?"

I took another drink of my juice and responded, "Well…if he wins the Royal Rumble and the Undertaker is still the World Heavyweight Champion….then he'll have a real reason to face him. It's a win-win situation for Shawn."

Hunter nodded, "True…Taker can't back out if Shawn choses him as his opponent."

"But he'll still have to win the Rumble first…" I said as I got up from the stool. "I'm going to go check on Mia."

"Ok." He said. "Oh Meg?"

I turned around and looked at him.

"If Shawn doesn't win because of me…promise me you'll leave this alone too." He said.

"I don't know what you mean." I said.

He chuckled and walked up to me. "Listen Meg…I know you're still pissed off at what Taker did to you…but please don't let any of that change you….please."

I sighed and gently touched his cheek. "It already has…"

With that I backed away from him and headed upstairs to check on our daughter. I didn't understand how Hunter was able to read my thoughts so well but he was right. I did want some type of revenge on all the hell he put me through. Question was, how was I going to get it? I couldn't wrestle him that's for sure and I damn sure wasn't going to go through his torture tricks again. My only hope was for Shawn to win the Royal Rumble and then beat him at WrestleMania.

Later that night Hunter headed out for drink with some of his friends. While he was gone, I decided to give Shawn a call.

"Hunter this had better be good to be waking me up at this hour." Shawn said when he answered.

I giggled, "This is Meg, Shawn."

He shuffled on the phone, "Meg? Wow what's up?"

I chuckled, "I wish I could say nothing but….there's something that's been on my mind lately and you're the only one I can talk to about it."

"Ok I'm all ears."

I rubbed my thigh for a moment and then told him how I was feeling about the entire Undertaker situation. He listened quietly and carefully as I shed tears about the nightmares I had experienced and how angry I had been with what happened to me over the previous year.

"I want you to win that Royal Rumble and go to WrestleMania to defeat that bastard…" I cried. "I know Hunter doesn't want you to get involved with him anymore, but I know you're the only one who can beat him Shawn."

"Does Hunter know how you're feeling?" he asked in a very calm voice. It was the same voice I had fallen for before…

"He sort of does, but he doesn't know I'm talking to you about it right now." I said.

He laughed, "Don't worry, your secret is safe with me Meg…and if I do win the Royal Rumble…I give you my word that I'll make that walking carcass of death pay for everything he's ever done to you."

I smiled, "Thank you Shawn."

"You're welcome Meg….you know I was always fighting for you right?"

I laid back on my bed, "No I didn't…why?"

"Because I love you….I never stopped loving you and I never will." He said.

I couldn't help but smile, "That's nice to know Shawn."

"Do you ever miss being with me?" he asked.

"Sometimes…but we can't talk about that right now. I need you to focus on the task at hand." I said in my manager voice.

"Yes ma'am….but what happens if I don't win? We'll be at a dead end then."

I looked to my right where my window was. It had just begun to storm as I thought about what my next move would be. "You leave it to me….win or lose….you're getting your rematch."