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Several weeks past since that night Carly found the pictures, and thankfully nothing else had happened. Ted and Carly were now closer than they have ever been, and just recently moved in together. Carly's injuries from her car accident were also healing nicely, as her arm was now fully healed and started getting around on crutches because of her knee. Carly was still on the injured list, but it was the day before Ted was returning to work. He was packing for the upcoming road trip when he watched Carly hobble into the bedroom.
"How's it going with the crutches baby?" Ted asked.
"I never knew I could be out of breath from something little as crutches," she replied as she sat down on the bed. "I can't believe you have to go back to work already!"
Ted chuckled as he kissed Carly's forehead. "I know baby, I don't want to go back to work either. But...at least you aren't going to be here by yourself. Your coming with me."
"I am?" Carly asked, surprised.
"Yeah. I already checked with your doctor, and there isn't any reason why you can't. Besides, don't you want to see our friends? I know Mickie will be thrilled!"
"I know she will be...and I am too!" Carly exclaimed as she pulled Ted close and kissed him. "I love you baby!"
"I love you too," he said after he kissed her once more. As he walked past the window to get the other suitcase, he noticed the mail truck stop. "Hey, I'll be right back. The mail is here."
"Ok," Carly replied as she started getting some clothes out of her closet.
Ted walked to the mail box, and started casually going through the mail. There was the usual like a couple of bills, and a wedding invitation for his little brother Brett and his fiance Jill. As he reached the end of the pile, a plain white envelope addressed to him caught his attention. When he opened it, anger began to take over.
There were several pictures, but not of Carly, but of him. He was getting out of the car, outside playing basketball with Cody and Randy, and even a couple of him and Carly kissing and holding each other close. In each picture, there was a circle in red marker around Ted's head, and an x in the middle. Ted noticed there was a note, Your Time is Coming!
Ted couldn't help but feel a little nervous as he walked back inside the house. "I'm probably bigger than this guy. It's alright," he whispered. He then hid the envelope in a desk drawer...so Carly wouldn't see it and worry.
"What was in the mail, Ted?" Carly asked as she came into the kitchen.
"Oh not much," he said, trying to sound casual. "We just got a couple of bills and Brett and Jill's wedding invitation."
"Cool," Carly said as she headed back to the bedroom. Ted breathed a sigh of relief. Hopefully she won't find that envelope, he thought to himself.
Early the next afternoon, Ted and Carly were smothered in hugs and praises of welcome back as they made their way to the locker room. Even when they made it to Legacy's locker room, Cody and Randy did the same.
"Hey it's good to see you guys back!" Cody exclaimed.
"About damn time Dibiase comes back from his vacation!" Randy said sarcastically.
"Haha," Ted said as he set the luggage down in the corner. He then turned his attention back to Carly. "Hey, I have a meeting with Stephanie. Do you want to walk with me, or are you just going to hang out here?"
"I think I'm just going to hang out in here. I may even try to go find Mickie."
"Ok, I shouldn't be too long, so I'll see you after while," he said as he quickly kissed Carly. "Love you."
"I love you too," she said as he walked out of the room.
"AHHHH! How sweet!" Randy said sarcastically as Carly slapped him in the arm.
"Shut up!"
Ted only had to walk down a few hallways before he would find Stephanie's office. He was about half way down the hall when he heard someone behind him.
"Hey Ted!"
Ted turned around, and was knocked square on the head, knocking him out almost immediately. The dark figure smirked before disappearing into a hallway.
About 15 minutes had passed, and Carly was still talking with Randy when Mickie burst into the locker room. "Thank God I found you in here!" Mickie exclaimed as she pulled on Carly's hand.
"Mickie, I'm glad to see you too, but what's up? Your acting like someone is hurt."
"Ted is hurt."
"What do you mean Ted is hurt? He's supposed to be in a meeting with Stephanie."
"Well, someone found him down the hall from Stephanie's office, out cold. He's in the medic's room right now."
Carly instantly grabbed her crutches, and headed down the hall with Mickie. When she opened the appropriate door, she was relieved to see Ted sitting up, holding a ice pack to his head.
"Baby, what happened?"
"I-I'm not really for sure. I wasn't to far away from Steph's office, and someone yelled out my name. I turned around, and boom I was hit on the head. The next thing I know, I'm waking up in here."
Carly then turned her attention to the medic. "Will he be ok?"
"He only has a slight concussion. We can't tell what he was hit with, but do know it was with a blunt object. He should be alright, but can not compete tonight. Ted does need to stay in here for awhile and rest before he leaves."
Carly nodded. "Ok thanks."
Raw soon began and both Ted and Carly turned on the monitor to watch the show. King and Michael Cole were talking about how Ted was attacked earlier, and wouldn't be competing tonight with Legacy when something caught Carly's eye.
"Carly, what's the matter?"
"I think I know who is doing this," she whispered, keeping her eyes glued to the monitor.
"Who is it?"
"Look in between King and Cole," she replied, pointing to the tv. Ted looked at the monitor, but didn't see anyone he recognized. "Did you see someone you know?"
"I swear I saw Justin on the screen. He must have snuck off screen before you saw him."
"Are you sure?" Ted asked.
Carly sighed. She looked at the monitor again, but didn't see him. Was it just in her head? Was she psyching herself out? "No, I'm not sure," she finally said. "Maybe it was just someone who looked like him."