Chapter 6
"So, you're telling me you want me to watch her?"
"Yes, Mark," Shawn said, looking at the man before him. "It would do me and Hunter some good knowing she'll be safe."
"I don't know...I don't have anything planned..." Mark looked at the ground, as if he was looking at his wrestling boots. Checking them.
"Mark, the least we can do is be apart of the storyline." Triple H added, smirking.
"I already know that," Mark said, twisting his hat on his head. "I'm already scheduled to face Shawn at Wrestlemania, and I know my character's going to play mind games and such, but, heck, I wasn't given anything to do tonight. What a waist of my time. All I'm doing is a promo to scare you, Shawn."
Mark was getting serious, and Shawn and Hunter didn't know what to say. Mark looked at them, his Undertaker gear on, and his makeup looking good as always, and groaned.
"All right," He said. "Where's the girl?"
"In our locker room. She's staying in there until we get through with our match tonight." Triple H said.
"Thanks for doing this, Mark. I'll see you in the ring before DX's match." Shawn said, smiling.
As Shawn and Hunter managed to walk back into their locker room, they noticed that Mark was walking with them. He wanted to see her, as they could possibly tell, and he would be in for a surprise.
Kelly sipped the last of the water Shawn had given her and looked at the two men wrestling on the t.v. nearby, but didn't bother to look for long. All of the punches and kicks were making her sick on her stomach again. Then, she heard the locker room door open and saw Shawn and Triple H walk in, this time with a man a few feet taller than themselves. Kelly gasped, and saw the man stand over in the corner with Hunter as Shawn approached her.
"Don't worry, Kelly. That's Mark, and he's going to watch after you while we wrestle tonight. Are you okay with that?"
Kelly looked at Mark, his hands across his chest and his black clothes and coat didn't help his appearance get any brighter, yet she still saw the shades of a good man behind the stubborn look. She looked at Shawn and nodded.
Shawn smiled and looked over at Triple H and Mark, who were laughing at something funny that was going around about Dolph Ziggler.
"All right," Shawn said. "Since our promo isn't until after the next two matches, we'll let you watch her until its time to go out to the ring."
"All right then." Mark said, looking over at the girl.
Triple H smiled and patted Mark on the arm. "We're going to talk to Legacy for what we should do on our match since we didn't get the chance to earlier. See you later."
"Bye, Mark. We'll be back soon, Kelly." Shawn said, smiling at the girl in front of him.
"Bye." Kelly whispered, then caught a look at Mark as he sat down on one of the chairs.
Kelly lowered her head as Mark kept staring at her. Waiting for him to say something. Possibly laugh at her and, for the most part, he could yell at her. He looked as if he could do that.
"So..." Mark said, grinning. "You like this place?"
Kelly kept looking down. "Yes."
Mark grew confused and tried to smile, but it seemed hopeless. He sighed and wished he could find something better to do. He didn't hae much to do tonight. Just a promo with Shawn and that's that.
"You don't talk much, do you?" Mark asked.
"I don't know what to say to anyone. I'm not good at anything."
The tone of the girl's voice set Mark's mind blazing. He knew what she was feeling. He knew she had doubts, but why did she? It made no sense to him as he continued to speak to her:
"I came to this place back in the 90s and I told myself I wasn't going to make it to the top, but then the crowd loved me and brought me to where I am today. I feel very proud of myself. You should feel proud, too. At least your here."
Kelly looked at the strange man. "I don't work here."
"Oh. Well, in that case, why are you here?"
Kelly lowered her head. She didn't want to talk about it. Not about what was and what was now. She felt tears in her eyes, one making its way down her face before she even felt it.
"What do you like to do?" Mark asked, seeing the girl's actions.
"I...I like to draw." Kelly said, feeling her tears increase. Her heart heavy.
"I used to draw. I don't like it as much as Wrestling, but if you like it that's cool, too."
Kelly laughed when the tone of the strange man's voice seemed sweet and soft-like, only he had a tough exterior. It seemed he had a heart of gold.
"You're really nice," Kelly said, trying to keep her tears from showing. "I like you a lot."
"A lot of fans say that." Mark said, trying to dodge the fact he'd have to go out to screaming fans later on.
As Shawn and Triple H were smiling to themselves, they noticed how everyone was looking at them. When they passed Kofi Kingston, he just glared and didn't say anything. It was odd of him to do so. When they passed CM Punk, he laughed at the two and left off to his match. Strange. When they passed a few Divas, they turned their backs and talked in whispers.
"What's going on here?" Shawn whispered in his friend's ear.
"I don't know. Did somebody get hurt?"
"I hope not. I hope we don't-"
Shawn noticed some production workers looking at them as if they were nothing, shaking their heads. What was more surprising is when all of the superstars that were talking and blocking one of the halls saw the two friends, they all cleared the way for them.
Triple H walked past the superstars, all from the cruiserweight class, and quickly felt a tap on his shoulder, but he shrugged it off, trying to not let the two classes of cruiserweights and heavyweights collide.
The two friends kept walking and insisted they keep quiet, knowing the cold stares were quiet enough.
"I hope you two have a nice time," Jack Swagger said from down the hall, kind of rude-like. "In prison."
Shawn stopped walking immediately, as did Triple H, and looked at him. "What did you say?"
"Oh, you didn't know? Vince McMahon is in the main office right now. So, if I were you, I'd get going, if that's where you were headed to, anyway."
"We were just headed to Legacy's locker room. What's going on? And why is my dad here?" Triple H asked.
"Ask Legacy." Jack said before turning his back on the two friends, talking in whispers to Rey Mysterio.
Triple H groaned aloud and walked down the hall, his breathing heavy. Shawn followed him, knowing Legacy had spread some sort of rumor. He knew they had spread rumors on other superstars before, but not on DX. They respected both him and Hunter...but why not now?
Legacy's locker room was an inch away, and Triple H burst through the door just as soon as he spotted it, and Shawn just looked nervous, walking in with his friend, seeing the two scared men talking in plain sight.
"Well, well, well," Cody said. "If it isn't the kidnappers."
"Kidnappers?!" Shawn screamed, loud enough that the whole roster could have heard it.
"That's right," Cody smirked, walking a little towards the two friends. "I think it's time D-Generation X gets a taste of their own medicine. You see, here's the picture: A girl walks in with two muscled men who some people in this world don't know are famous Wrestlers, and then the girl is speechless because she has been kidnapped by two men who infamously picked her up on the side of the road."
"Cody-" Ted tried to say.
"Shut up, Ted. Then they-"
"Wait a minute, Cody. How did you figure out the "on-the-side-of-the-road" part?" Triple H asked, his anger enraged inside of him.
"Vince McMahon happened to drive past a couple of street thugs who were badly damaged on the side of the road and desperately looking for someone when they happened to tell Vince the description of the two men that beat them all up and killed one of them."
"It was an accident! We didn't-" Shawn said, his anger also bursting inside of him.
"So, it is true! You two were the one's who beat up some innocent people on the side of the road, then you insisted to kidnap one of them in order to protect yourselves. Isn't that a shame?"
"Cody...the girl was severely beaten! She coud have died!" Triple H yelled.
"She? Oh, that girl you brought in here? She didn't look so beaten up to me." Cody smirked.
"She did have a little bruising under her left eye." Ted said, his arms across his chest, his face worried.
"Ah, thank you, Ted! Now the pieces are starting to come together!" Cody screamed.
"She got those bruises and cuts from the thugs beating her! We never touched her!" Shawn screamed.
"Oh, sure, blame it on the thugs. I've got Vince McMahon waiting in the main office threatening to call the police and he'll see to it that you two will never be employed here ever again!"
Triple H charged forward. "You little-"
"Hunter, no..." Shawn said, blocking his friend's way, standing between the two men. "Let's just go talk to Vince. I'm sure he'll listen."
Triple H was staring at Cody so hard he couldn't find the strength to follow Shawn out of the room, and Shawn had to force him out.
When the two were gone, Cody looked at Ted. "Did you get it all?"
Ted looked down and uncrossed his arms, revealing a video recorder. "It's all here."
Cody took it and pushed the stop button, opening it to see the little tape inside. He pushed the cap back down and managed to put it in his wrestling bag.
"See Ted," He was saying. "That girl was a poor victim from the moment we saw her. Now that we have all the pieces of the puzzle, we won't have to worry about them anymore."
"Who's 'we'?" Ted asked. "It was your idea."
"But your my partner, Ted. And we are the face of this company. You do as I say, and we will make poor DX lose their jobs and their dignities. Imagine this all over the news. All over the newspapers."
"Yeah, but, this is going a little too far, don't you think? I mean, getting Vince in on this?"
"Vince knew about this before we did. Now, we'll have all of the fame just as DX had."
"Cody, what will happen to the girl?"
"Don't worry. Vince got that taken care of."
Shawn tried to keep up with Hunter, but Hunter kept shoving him out of the way and walking into the unknown of the hallway wasn't helping out much. Triple H was so angry his face was already red, and Shawn's anger was like his, only he couldn't see why it was the girl that was involved in all this.
They managed to look down the hall for the main office, and they found it on the left side. Managing to get the door open, Triple H broke the lock.
"Don't you know how to knock?!" Vince yelled from across the room.
"How dare you spread lies about us! We didn't do anything other than help the girl, and all you do is make up stories on how you think we kidnapped a poor innocent victim! Fact of the matter is, she was innocent! She was left to die on the side of the road, and how does that feel when you accidentally run into a guy on the road that you didn't see and he dies in front of you because he didn't watch where the heck he was going and already your accusing me and Shawn of something we didn't even do! We helped the girl! We got her back on her feet! And we even talked to her when she didn't want to! Don't come in here telling us we don't know what we're talking about because we are telling the truth, and even Shawn could see that! So, now, you get your poor excuse of a man Cody Rhodes and tell him the whole story! I'm tired of the lies, Pop! I'm tired of feeling angry over the girl! She's not apart of this! She's a victim in a crime that wasn't supposed to happen!"
Shawn was speechless as he stood at the doorway, never once taking a step into the room. Vince was more shocked than anything, his own family talking to him in a way that made sense, yet he was still enraged from all of the facts he was hearing from the one and only other son he had, that partner of his not helping at all. Vince was so shocked from Triple H's words he sunk back in his chair and collected his thoughts.
"Don't you two have a match? Or better yet, sit down. We've got a few minutes."
Vince made gestures towards the chairs, and Triple H sat down with his arms crossed. Shawn slowly entered the room and sat down in the other chair in front of the huge desk. He didn't want to get fired. No. This was the one thing that was dear to him. His entire life depended on this business.
"Now," Vince said, his voice booming in his angered state. "I know that Cody Rhodes called me and told me about the girl. But I guess you didn't know a thing of the like. I Knew that one night I was driving here and I happened to come across some thugs on the road. Not armed. Not even scared-"
"One of them had a knife and tried to kill me." Shawn said.
"Did I say you could talk, Michaels? Now then, those thugs were telling me that one of their men needed help. I called the police and I just so happened to get a description of what their attackers looked like. It just so happened to match the descriptions of you two. Now, you've got my company in a big mess, and when it's a big mess, it's up to you to clean it up! So as of now, you two get back to your jobs, because I'm afraid that a court order has just been filed!"
"What?!" Triple H yelled, standing up at the same time, knocking over the chair.
"Vince, we have to go to court?!" Shawn asked, a boom in his voice.
"Yes, now get out of my office! Now!"
Triple H walked over to the doorway and slammed the door, not letting Shawn out of the room. Shawn wanted to turn back, tell him that the girl wasn't the problem, but then again, maybe she was the whole start of this. He looked at Vince, who went on signing some papers with his head down, not looking up once.
"Vince...?" Shawn asked.
Vince's head popped up. "What?!"
"After the trial I need to talk to you. It's about something really important."
"All right, whatever you say. Just get out of here."
Shawn nodded and opened the door, seeing Triple H had already stormed back down the hallway, and closed it behind him, his tears starting to leak out again. He managed to walk down the hall, getting himself together as he saw all of the superstars and divas look at him with ugly looks, confused looks, horrible looks. Shawn was used to some of them, after all, he wasn't the big superstar he thought he was back in the day and everyone looked down on him like trash.
Shawn managed to avoid the stares and started to head back to the locker room, but also trying to find Hunter, who had suddenly disappeared. He saw the door of their locker room open from down the hall, and figured Hunter was too angry to close it.
He walked up to the door and quickly looked in...and saw Mark lying on the floor with Triple H over him, yelling at him.
"What happened, Mark?! What happened around here?!" Triple H kept asking.
Mark was shaking his head as if he was in a daze, and saw that the room was completely trashed.
"Some cops came in here and some people from Child Protective Services came bursting into the room. I tried to ask them questions, but they shoved me aside and took the girl as she was screaming and kicking to get away from them. I tried to stop them, but one of the strong cops punched me and knocked me out. Then, I woke up to you screaming in my ear."
Shawn felt his tears fall across his face, and Triple H looked up at Shawn. They both knew that Kelly was now gone for good.
Triple H helped Mark to his feet, himself groaning and touching his jaw. He looked over at Shawn, who had now entered the room and slammed his knees against the floor. He began sobbing aloud. Hard and strong. Hunter went over and hugged him, Shawn's head against his shoulder, his eyes and face red with anger and pain.
"Shawn...it's okay...it's okay..." Triple H kept saying, but his tears flew down his face that he had to unwrap Shawn for a second to dry them off.
Shawn's sobs were so loud, his prayers were loud to.
"Oh, Lord! Help Kelly! Please! Help her as she has been taken from us! Help us in the battle at hand! Help us from this court battle! Please help us, Jesus!"
Mark felt tears in his eyes, but realized he was still wearing makeup and his and Shawn's promo was coming up in a few minutes before the main event between Legacy and DX. He decided to suck up his tears and come over to Shawn and Triple H, clasping each other like they had been in a wreak.
"Come on, guys, your match is next, and so is the promo." Mark said, holding his hat on his head.
Shawn kept sobbing so hard he didn't move anything but his back. Triple H looked up at Mark.
"We can't do this," He said. "We loved Kelly like she was our own children."
"I know...and that girl does have something special about her." Mark said, a chuckle in his voice.
"What do you mean?!" Shawn yelled from inside Hunter's shirt.
"She's different."
"What are you saying, Mark?" Triple H asked.
"She's got autism."
Shawn almost looked up but didn't look up at all. "Why do you say that?!"
"Because she's got all the signs. She's not a perfect person, but she is the best I've ever seen. I even gave her some paper to draw on. See?"
Mark had gotten some papers from the floor and picked them up, holding them in his hands until he showed it to Triple H.
Triple H let go of Shawn a second before seeing the drawings. He was amazed at how good they were. How the colors were nicely done. He saw the stick figure that was himself and the stick figure that was of Shawn. She had a stick figure of her own in the middle. They also had the car they were driving in in the background. It was a sunny day in the picture, with a "Welcome to Mississippi" sign out beside "Monday Night Raw".
"Shawn..." Hunter said, shoving the picture to Shawn, who was now sniffling.
Shawn looked as his eyes were blurred by the tears he shed for a few seconds before he managed to see the picture. He saw the stick figures and all of the things that were apart of the journey that the three had had in the past couple of hours. It seemed like weeks, but it was a couple of days.
Mark smiled. "She loved the both of you...too bad she didn't draw one of me."
A night that seemed like eternity finally passed, the way Shawn contained his feelings during the promo was nothing compared to his feelings when he was facing Legacy. For the first time in his life, he wanted to kill the two men wrestling him in the ring. Wanting to make them pay for their lies. Even Triple H had managed to keep his composure, but his anger was nothing compared to Shawn's.
That night, when the show was over and the two didn't want to talk to anyone, they got their things together and left for the next town. Shawn couldn't manage to hold in his feelings in the hotel room that night when he felt Hunter comforting him and cried almost the whole night. Triple H tried to be strong, but his emotions ran high as well. When Shawn was asleep on the bed, he walked into the bathroom and his emotions got to him while standing in front of the mirror. He let his anger and frustration out on Vince, but he needed to let his sad feelings get in the way now. Shawn had heard the sobs, and, managing to get out of bed, he walked into the bathroom and hugged his best friend, wishing for a way to get this all cleared up.
Kelly was sitting on the cold bed of the agency, her tears streaking her face when she realized they, the two men she had trusted so much, betrayed her. They didn't want her from the beginning. She tried to make new friends with the cops, but she couldn't see why they were acting so rude to her. She felt her tears again, and her sobs pierced her lips. A feeling now creeping up on her and she was now feeling it engulf her. Alone. She felt alone.
She was used to the feeling then, and she was used to it now.
A couple of days later, Shawn and Triple H managed to get their minds together for the trial that awaited them in the next town after traveling to Florida for the next show. They managed to get set in a new hotel room, and managed to collect their thoughts as they were now laying on the bed.
"I hate this." Shawn said, his teeth clenching.
"Me too, buddy." Triple H said, his anger overpowering him, not wanting to get up and go to the courthouse.
"What will happen to her now? She's all alone out there, and she probably has no one left to go to."
"We don't know that for sure, Shawn. All we know is that she has, or possibly had, a mom. She yelled it out when we were practicing right before she fainted."
"True. Still, I hope God will help us. I've prayed every night, and I still feel doubtful."
"Shawn," Triple H placed a hand on his friend's shoulder. "We are all going to be okay. God will see this through."
"I hope so." Shawn said as he grabbed his friend's hand and clutched it. His tears showing.
Kelly awoke with a yell. Her dreams were too much to bare at this point. Her memories. Her torment. Her-
Suddenly, a door opened and a man was standing in the doorway of her cell.
"Come on, kid, a man is here to take you to the courthouse." He said, his voice rough.
Kelly got off of her bed and walked down the hall with the man, who placed a rough hand on her shoulder as she looked down at the ground, eyeing the shirt she had on, the big "DX" still there. She had doubts that the two men that helped her was never coming back to her.
She saw a man at the end of the long hallway, and he had on a suit and was somewhat old, yet he looked middle aged too. The guard let her go and the man in the suite smiled at her.
"Hi, there, I'm Vincent Kennedy McMahon, and I'm here to set things right. Now, are you or are you not Kelly?"
Kelly looked at the floor, the white tile stinging her eyes. "I am."
"Good, then let's get out of here. This place looks boring."
"It is." Kelly said with a laugh, looking up at the man.
Vince led Kelly down to the doorway and quickly got out the double doors of the agency. Kelly was blinded by the sunlight before finally being able to see the limousine in front of her.
"Wow." She whispered.
"Yep, riding in style." Vince said with a grin.
A man opened the door and let Kelly get in, followed by Vince. A woman was also present on the other side of the limousine, wearing a dress and drinking some water from a glass.
"So...your the kid my husband kidnapped." Stephanie glared.
Kelly became confused. "Kidnapped?"
"That's right. You were sent here in an attempt to get away from those captors called Shawn Michaels and Hunter Helmsley." Vince said cheerfully, looking over at the girl.
"But they-"
"Save it for the judge, Kid. My husband's got some explaining to do." Stephenie looked pleased, but continued to glare out the window of the limousine.
Shawn and Hunter waited patiently in the court room, surprised that there wasn't any fans outside begging for questions or autographs. They sat side by side, in their street clothes, facing the stand that soon they would sitting on.
"Oh, Lord," Shawn was praying, whispering to himself and his maker. "Please give us strength."
Just then, the doors of the back flew open, and Cody and Ted stepped into the room. Shawn managed to turn around, but stopped himself when he saw the two men accusing them of kidnapping. Triple H growled a little and quickly turned back around from facing the two.
Then, the doors opened again. Only this time the two friends didn't turn around.
"What are you doing here?" Cody asked rudely.
"Well, I got myself into this, I might as well testify."
Shawn smiled when he recognized the voice. The loud voice sat down behind the two friends and the two of them turned around.
"Thanks for helping us, Mark." Shawn said, smiling.
"Anytime. Let's get these two nitwits out of here after the trial's over." Mark said, laughing.
"Only in the ring, Mark." Triple H said, glaring at the stand again after turning his head.
The doors swinged open a few seconds later, and it was Vince who entered the room with Stephanie and Kelly.
"Kelly!" Shawn said in a soft tone.
"Steph, wa-!" Triple H was beside himself when he saw his wife.
"So, Hunter, killed anyone else on the road? Or have you kidnapped anyone else lately?" Stephanie said, a growl in her voice.
"Steph, why are you here?" Triple H said, looking at his wife as she sat down next to her father.
"My dad asked me to come. I might just get a divorce." Stephenie refused to look at him.
"Great." Triple H sneered. "How many times have you said that before?"
Shawn chuckled and starting thinking of his wife and kids. He had done that a lot lately, but now he had no focus on this trial. He felt something soft on his neck, and heard Kelly's laugh when she clinged her arms around Shawn.
"I knew you would be okay, Kelly." Shawn said, hugging her back.
Kelly made way to Triple H, and hugged him tightly until a policeman, who suddenly and somehow entered the room, took her by the arm and walked her over to the other side of the courtroom where Vince and Stephanie were sitting, along with Cody and Ted.
Mark laughed. "Where's my hug?"
Out of the front of the courtroom, the Judge appeared with a Bailiff.
"All rise!" The Bailiff shouted.
Everyone stood, Kelly getting a glimpse of Shawn and Hunter as they stood on the other side, and then they sat back down when told to.
"Okay," The judge said, putting on his glasses. "Case Number 7724: D-Generation X Vs Legacy. Well, this should be interesting."
"Wow." Mark whispered behind the two friends, trying not to laugh at the case number.
"All right, I got a headache and I want to get all the facts straight. Let's bring the first witness to the stand. Mark Callaway."
"Great." Mark mumbled as he worked his way to the stand. He sat down as soon as the prosecutor came in front of him.
"Whoa! Your like my character! Just appear out of thin air!" Mark shouted.
"Funny. Now, Mr. Callaway, you have known Mr. Michaels and Mr. Helmsely for quite some time as from what Mr. McMahon has told us. Do you agree?"
"Yes, I do. I've known those two since the late 90s. They were like brothers to me on and off the screen, even when I was there opponent in a match."
"I see, and do you know anything of this case?"
"Well, those two idiots back there want to know everything that's going on around them and they have to get all up in my friends' business."
"I see. Where were you the day the reported kidnapping happened?"
"Driving to the arena. As always."
"Did you encounter anyone on the road?"
"No."
"Not a soul?"
"My character would probably answer 'yes' to that, but as of now, no."
"What were you doing that day in the arena in Mississippi?"
"I was learning what I was to do that night. I had a promo with Shawn and then he and his friend would have a match. But I got to also help them out with the girl by watching her while they were headed to Legacy's locker room to talk about their match. I knew nothing of what was going on at the time with the girl. I just decided to help."
"I see. And you helped her, right?"
"I watched over her. I didn't do anything other than give her some paper to draw on because she told me she loved to draw."
"You may be seated."
"That's it? Huh."
Mark stepped off the panel and sat back down. He smiled at Kelly while doing so, and Kelly smiled back.
"I call Mr. Rhodes to the stand." The Judge said, looking at the man in the far corner taking down notes.
Cody stepped past the other people in the room and sat on the stand.
"Hello."
"Hello. Mr. Rhodes, are you aware of the case?"
"Yes, I am. I'm the one who called Vince in the first place."
"Yes, well, we need to know what happened that day in Mississippi."
"Well, I was in the hallway with my friend Ted when those two sitting right there came into the building and had the girl with them. She was looking down, and she looked scared. I sensed something was up, so I listened in very carefully on those two's conversations every time I'd see them. I ended up giving a phone call to Vince once I heard the two friends talking about how they didn't need police and how they got this all down. I immediately wanted Vince to do something about this, and he did. Then, those two come storming into my locker room and yell at me, telling me it was all lies that we had been telling them when they charged in."
"Well, isn't that right? So, what made you think they were endangering the girl?"
"They were talking to her and caring for her with the intent of keeping her. I heard them myself. If you don't believe me, here's a video recording of our conversation when they charged into the room."
He handed it to the prosecutor and handed he it to the judge. The judge played the tape and shook his head, but nothing amusing came from him. Shawn tensed up, hearing their voices, what they said. Triple H let his emotions die down when he heard about the video recording.
"I can't believe this." He whispered.
When the tape was over, the Judge kept it on his desk and motioned the case to continue.
"I think that's enough for now. You may step down."
Cody walked off the panel and sat back down, easily smirking to his friend. Ted didn't smile back, but only wished to let this case be over with.
Minutes passed, and Vince gave his side of the story, talking on how he saw the thugs on the side of the road and saw the one that had died on the road while he called the police. When the police got there, they looked for anything around the place, and managed to find a knife in the corner of the forest. The judge looked pleased with this segment, looking over at the two friend's as if they were indeed innocent. When he talked on how Triple H and Shawn were in his office, he said it was the scariest moment of his life. Yet, it was business. Vince stepped down with a smile, hoping that the two best wrestlers weren't going to jail.
Ted was next. He took to the panel and immediately told the prosecutor that he knew Shawn and Triple H wouldn't do anything like this and how he was involved in helping the girl by showing her around the ring. This made Vince tense up, but Stephanie lowered his anger. He also talked on how he felt bad about the situation and how the girl fainted when she called out "Mom" and she was raced back into the locker room and Shawn and Hunter. When Ted stepped down, he took a seat next to Kelly, who smiled at him and he smiled back. Cody looked angry.
"All right, I call Mr. Michaels to the stand." The Judge said.
Shawn rose up and quickly approached the stand. He was nervous, but kept his nerves hidden for now.
"So...Mr. Michaels, after the details, both good and bad, new and old, you still have something to say?"
"Yes, I do. I know that it was fate that led us to Kelly that night when we saved her from the thugs that were beating her on the side of the road, and I know God was planning something big for us when we helped her get back on her feet and she started talking to us like we were people she had never known before. Truth was, she was someone we didn't know, but she didn't know us either. And, if you don't mind, I would like for you to look in that bag over in the corner of where my friend is sitting."
The prosecutor did so, and opened the bag. He looked shocked when he saw what was in there. He dumped out the contents, and it was that of the old, ragged, and torn and beaten clothing that was on the girl while she was getting abused. The judge perked up and motioned to the prosecutor.
"Well, then, I guess you may sit down."
Shawn left the stand and crossed over the old clothes. He sat next to Hunter and quickly felt a smile on his face.
"I call Mr. Helmsly to the stand."
"Your honor," Triple H said, standing up. "I arrest my case when I show you this."
He pulled something from his pocket and showed it to the prosecutor. It was that of a washcloth, covered in dried up blood and dirt that covered the material. Everyone was quiet.
"I bet he made that just for the trial." Cody sneered.
"I didn't, Rhodes. This is the washcloth that Kelly put in my bag the same day we managed to get out of the hotel and head towards Mississippi. She somehow put it in my bag, and I found it last night when I was getting my things to brush my teeth. I also knew that Shawn had those clothes Kelly had on when we found her on the side of the road."
Kelly smiled. She knew that that lucky charm would come in handy.
"You may be seated. I call Ms. Kelly to the stand."
Kelly looked nervous, then, she got up slowly and walked to the stand. The prosecutor smiled at her and she looked over at Shawn and Hunter, smiling at them instead.
"So, Kelly, your how old?"
"Seventeen."
"I think that's a little too young to be out on the streets at night, don't you think?"
"No. I just wanted to..."
Kelly felt tears in her eyes, trying to hide them. Trying not to let anyone see them.
"Wanted to what?"
"I wanted to...get away."
"Get away from what?"
"Get away...from...them."
"Whose 'them'?"
"M-Mom...and her boyfriend."
Shawn tensed up, looking at Triple H, who looked just as shocked as his friend was. Vince tensed up as well. Ted seemed to be a little worried, and Mark listened in carefully.
"What about them?"
"They...they...they were happy at first...and then...everything changed...they changed. They started to drink together, and it got worse. They started to hurt each other, her boyfriend hurting my mom the worse. Then, he'd hurt me..."
Kelly let tears streak her cheeks. She felt them sting her heart.
"What did they do to hurt you?"
"They would tell me I wasn't good at anything. I was a freak. I was a loser. And...they'de tell me I was ugly. They'd hit me and hurt me. They'd force me to sleep in the basement while they were fighting all the time upstairs..."
Kelly tried hard to not let her emotions get the best of her, but it came with a sudden outburst. She sobbed and felt her tears become heavy.
"I felt awful when my mom was taken from me and I was cast out into the street by him...He'd tell me to not come back...and I didn't want to come back...and my mom said the same things. They didn't love me. Nobody loves me!"
Shawn felt tears on his face from hearing all of this. He tried to let his sobs stay away, but it was hopeless now. Triple H felt the same tears crawling down his skin.
"Oh, my God..." Vince whispered.
"The worse part was that my mom sent her thug friends to deal with me...so I ran...and I ran from them and they found me one night and they attacked me and hit me and kicked me until I saw some car lights come into view and I tried to see who...they were...and they attacked the thugs and helped me. I saw them in the light of the car, like God was sending them to me. I felt safe with them. I loved them. They were like my family that I wanted to have. A loving family."
Shawn and Triple H smiled through their emotions and stood up together getting the same idea.
"I love you, Kelly. I'm glad to help you anytime." Shawn said, wiping tear from his eyes.
"I love you, Kelly. Like you were my own child." Triple H said, his tears showing clearly.
Mark stood up and let the force of his emotions out. "I love you, Kelly. I think your a nice girl. Even if you have autism, your still a sweet girl."
"Autism?" Vince questioned.
"It's a behavior disease. They haven't found a cure for it," Ted said, standing up. "I love you, Kelly. Your one of the best girls I've ever seen."
Kelly laughed when she saw the four men standing. She also felt a sudden urge to hug them. She let her tears show to them.
"Drop the charges!" Vince yelled. "Drop them! I'll pay for all the fines!"
"Okay..." The Judge said slowly. "Okay, the charges are dropped."
Shawn gave a sigh of relief and Hunter hugged him, just as they had always been friends. Mark sighed in relief and saw the way everyone looked: Vince and Stephanie were already leaving the courtroom, Kelly was walking down the stand to Shawn and Hunter, and she hugged them at the same time. Ted stepped out of the courtroom after Cody was finished talking to him.
Everything was the same, but things were different now. The policeman who led Kelly away from them tried to get her away again, but the Judge stopped him.
"Hey! The charges are dropped! Leave that girl to her family!"
The policeman stepped aside and walked out of the courtroom. Mark walked out after Kelly hugged him and he gave her the drawings she drew.
Outside the courthouse, Shawn, Triple H, and Kelly were sitting on the steps. They were enjoying the air and the sun that warmed up their bodies. Of course, they were happy to see this happy day.
Shawn cleared his throat and looked at his friend. "Hunter, I need to tell you something."
"What is it?" Triple H asked, looking at him.
"I've been thinking...I've been in this business for a long time...and...it's time."
Triple H knew what he was talking about. "Good luck on that with Vince. Your the best wrestler in the business. He'd be a fool to let you go."
"Well, retirement is a long journey."
"I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you, too."
Kelly heard the two and kept her true feelings shown. "I'll miss you, too."
Shawn hugged her, and she laughed. "I'll miss you, Kelly. Beautiful angel."
"Kelly?" A voice called in the distance.
Kelly listened, a whisper on her lips, "Grandma?"
"Grandma?" Hunter repeated.
Then, an older woman appeared at the front of the steps. She was wearing a dress and had the biggest smile anyone would notice...just like Kelly's.
"Grandma!" Kelly yelled, then raced down the stairs and into her arms.
"Oh, I've missed you. Your mom's in jail with her boyfriend, though."
Kelly unclinged her arms around her Grandma and looked back at the two men. "Are they getting out?"
"No, I'm afraid not."
"Can I stay with you?"
"That's what I came to pick you up for. I heard about how you were saved by two wrestlers, who happen to be your cousin's favorite pastime on the television, from a man who had known them and he pointed to me where they were with you, and it was all over the news about you missing. I'm so glad I found you, Kelly."
Kelly smiled, then turned back to Shawn and Triple H, who were now standing on the steps. She smiled at them, and they smiled back. She realized she wanted to say goodbye to them. She raced over to the two best friends and hugged Shawn first.
"Goodbye, Shawn." Kelly said, a tear streaking her face.
"Goodbye, Kelly" Shawn said, tears on his face.
Kelly hugged Triple H and he smiled. "Goodbye, Hunter."
"Goodbye, Kelly."
Shawn and Hunter watched as the girl, Kelly, walked into their lives for a quick instant, and then she vanished from them as she entered the car her Grandma was driving and it rolled down the street.
They waved back, feeling their happiness returning. A promise to protect her among those emotions.
THE END.