Chapter 27

"Did I have to come with you?" Chris asks as we sit in the resteraunt where we're waiting for the third member of our dinner party. Chris is in his finest tuxedo and his hair is even laying flat on his head, though it's not slicked back. He looks cute and at the same time, really strong.

"Yes, yes you did!" I reply, smoothing out my black dress. "He's a friend of the family, he taught us both! I don't see why you didn't want to come here."

"My ribs are killing me," he replies, lying. I can tell when Chris lies. He has this cute little crinkle in his nose when he does.

"Real reason?"

"Because of the last thing I said to him when I saw him last. I believe I told him he screamed louder than anyone in the Dungeon," comes the voice from behind me. I turn my head to see the man who called me, who Chris and I have been waiting for. I stand and cross over to hug him. "Hey Meghan."

"It's so good to see you again Brett!" I smile. That's right boys and girls, Bret "The Hitman" Hart was the mystery caller. "Please have a seat."

Bret sits down and smiles at me, "So, whats going on? What have I missed?" I launch into the story of the past year, about having Louis and being antagonized by this new group The Nexus. He sits there, listening, never once interupting. That's something I've always admired about Bret. Until you got everything you wanted to say out in the open, he never once talks. Finally when I finish he looks at me, "Sounds like you've had an exciting and dreadful year all at the same time..."

"Enough about me," I smile, "What about your year?"

"It's...well...it's not been as interesting as your year. I spend most of my time in Canada at home with Julie," Bret says. I can see somethings wrong though I'm not sure what it is but I can tell it's something. Then it clicks.

"You're bored," I smile. "Sitting in Canada, doing nothing but being married to the woman you love, you're bored. There's no action, no excitement. You actually miss being a superstar."

"So what if I do?" Bret asks, cocking his head to the side as the waiter pours the three of us a glass of chardonay.

"Bret, the WWE Universe would love to see you back!" I smile after taking a drink. "I mean, Shawn Micheals is retired. Triple H is out due to an injury. You're the legend the WWE needs at the moment."

"The WWE doesn't need a legend. And besides, what about this team you told me about?"

"The WWE will always need a legend but you're right about the Nexus. Putting you in a position of danger may not be the best thing to do." Chris speaks up, looking from me to Brett. "Sorry to say but you're letting this Nexus thing go to your head Meghan..."

I look down, maybe he's right. It's a dumb idea. Bret's to old be fighting against The Nexus. "Sorry," I reply softly.

"Don't be sorry. I'd be lieing if I didn't think that coming back to the WWE would be a good idea," Bret smiles. He turns his head to look at Chris, "I'm not old. Well...I am old. But I can still fight my own battles. From what Meghan says, these guys are terrorizing everyone. I think they may be the same guys who hurt my nephew and Tyson."

I nod, "It is."

Chris shakes his head, "Guys...this is suicide. He's gonna end up getting hurt like Vince. Who knows when McMahon's going to get outta the hospital. Do you really want him to suffer like that?"

I look at him, "If he wants to do it..."

Chris shakes his head, "Meghan! You're honestly going to think about this?"

"Yes Chris, yes I am!" I say back to him.

Chris shakes his head and orders a plate of risotto with a side salad while Brett orders a steak with mashed potatoes and I order clam chowder with a side of bread. It's silent before Brett asks, "Chris...I think you should apologize for yelling at her."

"Sorry...just...it's been really hard being out of work. I wish I could help her take these guys out. They kidnapped our son for Christ sakes and all I can do is sit on the sidelines!" Chris sighs. He hasn't told me about how he feels about this. This is the first I've heard of it.

"Then why did you yell at her?"

"Aggrivated mostly. Pissed that they think about going after her..." Chris replies softly. He turns his head to me, "Sorry babe..."

"You...you really feel that way?" I ask, putting my hand on his knee.

"Yeah, just a bit." Chris kisses my cheek. He looks back at Brett, "Sorry about that, Mr. Hartt."

"Don't call me Mr. Hartt." Bret laughs. "No, do you really think that I shouldn't come back?"

Chris shakes his head, "I just don't wanna see you end up like Vince."

Bret smirks, "I'm pretty sure that Meghan can keep me safe."

I smile, "So you're in with this?"

"Just keep it a surprise. It might give us the upper hand," Brett smirks. He sits back in his chair and I can't help but smile. I just got Bret "The Hitman" Hartt to agree to come back to the WWE.

"I can do that," I smile. We finish up dinner and I stand, "Do you want to come back to the hotel to see Louis? We left him with Natalya so that we could come out here."

Brett stands, "That would be nice but I should really get back to Julie and the family."

"Natalya is family," I point out.

He laughs, "I meant her side of the family. But, no, I'll have to get to meet little Lou later."

I hug him and whisper, "It was good to see you and talk to you again!"

"Same here. Hey, you ever need to talk I'm here you know." Bret smiles. He lets go of me and shakes Chris' hand. "Good to see you again boy. Take good care of her."

Chris smiles, "Every day all day. Except for now while I'm hurt."

Bret laughs, "Well, I'll be seeing you guys around." He walks off and gets on his motorcycle (which you really thought he would have stopped doing when he had his stroke years ago). He drives off and I turn to Chris. "You really have to stop keeping things in babe."

"I didn't want you to get upset..." Chris sighs, running a hand through his hair. He looks after Bret, "I'm worried about him, aren't you? You know what Wade and the others can do to a person..."

"We won't let that happen. We could have kept Vince safe," I reply. "Now, c'mon. We've still got an hour left before Natalya brings Louis back to the hotel room." I saunter back to the car.

"Oh and your thinking of doing something?" Chris asks as he trails behind me.

I look over my shoulder at him, "Yeah, I saw this cute little lazer tag place on the way over here."

A/N: I feel like I have to give a shout out to Girl On Fire for guessing who the mystery caller was! Congratz!