Notes: Like every CM Punk out there, I was devastated by the news that John Cena stole CM Punk's Slammy. I demand a recount but until then here's Rock Bottom!
A man walked up to the nurse's desk at Good Samaritan Hospital.
"May I help you?" The nurse asked without looking up.
"Phil Brooks' room."
"He's in 160," she said. "It's down the hall on the left."
"Thanks," he said and then walked past her.
The nurse looked up and saw his retreating form and wondered why he looked familiar. She shrugged and went back to entering records into the computer. Phil Brooks did get a lot of visitors.
The man walked down the hall and over to room 160.
"Excuse me sir?" Someone asked.
He turned around to see another nurse.
"There are already two visitors in with Mr. Brooks. You'll need to go wait in the waiting room until one of them leaves. I can page you and let you know when it's okay to enter."
"I appreciate that," he said and then followed the signs towards the waiting room. He opened the door, stepped in, and almost turned right back around.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Samoa Joe asked getting up from the chair he had been sitting in.
"Look I'm just here to visit Punk," he said quickly. "I was in town and thought I'd drop by."
"Yeah well I'm pretty sure pieces of shit like you aren't welcome here. I'm surprised you aren't on some do not allow list."
"Look Joe right?" He asked. Joe scowled and nodded. "I'm just here to see him. I promise I won't do anything to him."
"You mean more then you've already done?" A voice asked from the doorway. They turned to see Christopher Daniels and Frankie Kazarian standing in the doorway.
His shoulders slumped. He should have listened to his dad before he flew to Dayton. "One of you can come with me and make sure nothing happens. What happened a few weeks ago, was an accident."
"How the hell do you accidentally hit a guy in the head hard enough to send him into a coma?" Daniels demanded. "Or do you mean the time you had Paul Heyman hit him with a car."
"Is everything okay in here," a voice asked from the doorway. The four men turned to see the nurse who had directed Cena to the waiting room standing there.
"Yeah everything's fine," Kaz answered glancing at his two friends.
"Sir," the nurse said to John, "you can go in now."
"It's also my turn to go in," Joe said slapping a hand on John's shoulder. John grimaced at the pain that caused. "Don't worry Chris and Frankie. I've got this one."
Cena wasn't sure he felt any better about that. He followed Joe down the hall and to room 160. They entered the room and John barely held back a gasp in surprise. Punk looked…he wasn't even sure he could describe how Punk looked. It wasn't what he had expected.
Joe went over to the bed and peered down at Punk and said something so quietly John didn't hear him. Joe sifted through the CDs next to Punk's bed and put a Bouncing Souls CD in. Ole started playing.
"Sorry man couldn't resist," Joe said with a grin. Cena tried not to grimace at the song.
John took a step towards the bed and the look on Joe's face stopped him dead in his tracks. "What is that music?" He asked.
"It was his theme music from Steel Domain," Joe said with a smirk. "I still remember when they chanted that at ROH shows. Ugh I hope Night Train's not on this CD…" he muttered to himself.
The Bouncing Souls wasn't a group he was familiar with so he didn't know what Joe was talking about.
"He looks…" he stopped. Could he really say terrible? It was true but what if Punk could hear him? Did he care?
"Yeah I know," Joe, said seeming to forget that the other man in the room was the reason Punk was in the hospital bed or at least momentarily.
"I…I…" John said, "I've got to go," he said and left the room. He was uncomfortable with seeing Punk in the bed unmoving and so pale with all those tubes and wires. He had done it. He was the reason Punk was in the hospital. He turned and walked out of the hospital not even to stop to apologize when he had plowed into another vaguely familiar person.
Notes: I'm still mad at WWE for the crap they pulled at Slammy's tonight but this kind of helped.