Author's Note: Hopefully you all aren't getting bored, because I have a ton planned out!

Sick~

Friday Night SmackDown~

Kaitlyn's theme hit and the crowd went wild as she did her normal entrance down the ramp and into the ring holding a microphone. "Hey WWE," Kaitlyn started as she stood in the middle of the ring on Friday Night SmackDown, and her theme song and the crowd died down. "I, uh, I bet you guys weren't expecting this... I know I've only been here for a few years, but, I have to take a break for a while." The hybrid diva revealed to the audience at the taping. The usually rowdy crowd was quiet, as they were confused to why the young diva was retiring so early.

"What?" The kept chanting which brought a small smile to the diva's full lips.

Kaitlyn chuckled as she tried so hard not to tear up, "You guys are probably wondering why, and I'm just going to come out with it. I have cancer." She revealed. "No, this isn't scripted either, it's really for real. I'm leaving WWE so I can check into a treatment center." She said as a tear ran down her cheek. "And, um, maybe if I'm cured, I'll come back to you someday. Don't worry, I'm a fighter."

"Kaitlyn! Kaitlyn! Kaitlyn!" The crowed chanted.

"Thank you guys, for everything. You're all awesome." The two toned diva finished as her theme song hit one last time and she made her way back up the ramp as the crowd cheered.

"Get well Kait-"

Kaitlyn clicked the rather small TV off with the remote as she turned over in her hospital bed. "Something wrong?" The nurse in the room asked as she was folding up some blankets and closing the blinds in the room. It was nearly ten o'clock. She remembered that night like it was yesterday thought. Nobody had any idea that she was sick, and when she went backstage, everyone was crying and they felt bad for the hybrid diva. She didn't want that though. She was strong.

"Just tired." Kaitlyn answered with a lie and the nurse smiled and left the room. Kaitlyn sighed, she'd been here for almost a week now at this cancer treatment facility in Florida. Supposedly, it was the best in the United States, but Kaitlyn didn't care about any of that. She was already too miserable at best, staring at the blinding white walls, eating the gross hospital food, and dealing with the snobby nurses. She felt lonely with no one to interact with. Of course she had her iPhone, and she could tweet and stuff, but what fun would that be if you're stuck in a hospital all day? Watching her retirement speech on SmackDown didn't really help lighten her mood either.

The two toned woman knew that this was for the best, and she had to be here because of her health. But still, saying goodbye to her WWE life wasn't easy, and it wouldn't get any easier. Now she had to stay locked up in this hospital, with no freedom, on medication, and going through chemo therapy. It wouldn't be easy either, it would be the complete opposite. The doctor told her if the cancer didn't spread then Kaitlyn would be able to stay in the comfort of her home under close inspection. But that was still wishful thinking; the cancer almost always spread.

Kaitlyn then glanced down to her arm where she was already hooked up to IV machines and medicine. Why did she have to be in the hospital so early anyway? She still felt healthy... But the doctors had yet to diagnose the type of her cancer, or how strong it was, and the survival percentage. She had no idea what was wrong with her, especially since she felt perfectly normal. She then pulled the covers over her head and attempted to doze off, until she got a knock at her hospital room door.

"Kaitie?" She heard in an all too familiar Irish brogue, and her hazel eyes shot open immediately. No freaking way.

"Sheamus!" Kaitlyn exclaimed as she tried to sit up in bed but still keep herself covered up, after all, the hospital gowns were a bit see through. She and Sheamus went way back. He was always there for her, and she was always there for him. They talked all the time, and went out often too. Sometimes, they even felt like they were more than friends, but that had never discussed the subject. "What are you doing here?" Kaitlyn asked as she pulled the Irishman in for a half hug.

Sheamus shrugged, "I volunteer here when I have free time since it's close to my home. Figured I come and visit ya."

"Oh my God, you don't know how happy I am right now." She exclaimed as she began to tear up.

"Don't cry, lass." Sheamus said as he sat down on her bed beside her and gave her a comforting pat on the back. "Everything's going to be okay."

"I don't know, Sheamus, all this looks pretty scary... It smells funny in here... I haven't even started chemo yet. All my hair is going to fall out..." Kaitlyn trailed off.

"If it makes you feel any better," The ginger started as he looked over at her. "I'll come and visit ya everyday."

"Really?" Kaitlyn asked.

"Only if you want me to." He replied.

"Of course I do!" Kaitlyn nearly yelled. Sheamus was going to be her only connection left to the WWE, and she was definitely not going to let that go. Suddenly a nurse appeared at the door.

"I'm afraid you have to leave, sir, Kaitlyn starts chemo in the early morning." The nurse said, and at hearing this, Kaitlyn's heartbeat immediately accelerated and she was scared beyond belief now. This was all real life, and she would be living this way for a while now, well, unless she died. But the diva didn't want to think about that now.

Sheamus stood up, "I'll see you tomorrow, Kaitie. Don't be scared." He said.

"Easy for you to say." Kaitlyn smirked and Sheamus laughed.

"Goodnight." He said as he left.

"You need to rest Kaitlyn." The nurse said as she shut the door. The hybrid diva turned over in her bed again, but now she was too nervous to sleep.