After settling Mikey on the couch with some crayons and his colouring book Stephanie had been able to sit down and focus on getting work done.
Having spent the best part of a couple of hours working hard she pulled the top of the laptop down shutting the computer onto standby before she turned to look at her son. Smiling softly she saw him sat there concentrating hard on his colouring with a small part of his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth.
Pushing her chair away from her desk she got up and went and knelt down beside him, "are you hungry?"
Lifting his head from his colouring book Mikey looked over at his Mom and nodded his head.
Chuckling softly at him she ruffled his hair, "how about after lunch we go and see Poppy?"
She watched as the little boy's eyes widened before he practically threw himself off of the couch and into her arms, "Poppy!"
Hugging him softly she rubbed her hand up and down his back, "yes Poppy. Why don't you run and wash your hands for lunch whilst I make it?"
Pulling back from the hug he nodded his head eagerly before he ran past her towards the downstairs bathroom.
Two hours later and Stephanie entered the hospital holding Mikey's hand tightly, "okay Mikey, now remember what I said about being quiet and still so Poppy can rest."
Looking up at his Mom Mikey nodded his head, "but I cans cuddle him?"
Bending down she kissed the top of his head as they waited for the elevator, "yes you can cuddle him but if Poppy is uncomfortable and needs you to get down you must okay?"
Mikey nodded his head as the elevator doors pinged open and Stephanie led them inside and they headed up to Vince's room.
Arriving at Vince's hospital room door Stephanie slowly pushed the door open allowing Mikey to run inside, "Poppy!"
Sighing softly she shook her head as her son ran over to the hospital bed and attempted to climb up. Watching as her Dad went to bend down to pick Mikey up she exclaimed, "Dad!"
Hearing the way his daughter spoke Vince stopped what he was doing, "what? I'm just going to help him get up here."
Shaking her head she walked over to the bed and carefully picked Mikey up and sat him on the side of the bed, "yeah and you've just had a heart attack so you shouldn't be exerting yourself."
Sitting back in his bed Vince frowned, "well I can't help myself, you know that I am not a very good patient."
"Oh yeah I know that alright, that's where I get my stubborn streak from, you."
Vince laughed softly at his daughter and the way his grandson was squirming on the bed trying to free himself from Stephanie so he could get his feet on the bed and climb up to his Granddad, "how about you let your son come and give his Poppy a cuddle and we have a chat?"
Shaking her head Stephanie stepped back and lifted Mikey's legs onto the bed and watched as he crawled up the bed until he could cuddle into Vince's side at which point he lay down quietly leaving Stephanie to just pull up a chair beside the bed and sit down, "so how are you doing?"
Wrapping his arm around his Grandson Vince nodded his head, "I'm doing okay thanks. I would much prefer to be out of this damn hell hole but they said I can't get out for a few days yet."
"You must do as the Doctors tell you Dad, we want, no actually we need you to get better."
Vince raised his eyebrow, "now you worry that I do as the Doctors tell me but yesterday you weren't. How can I do as they tell me when I have a show to run?"
Frowning at her Dad she shook her head, "that's why we've come to see you."
Sticking out his bottom lip he faked pouting, "wait, you didn't come because you love me? Now that further breaks my poor already broken heart."
Stephanie rolled her eyes and was about to respond to his crazy comment when Mikey lifted his head and looked up at his Grandfather, "I luvs you Poppy."
Vince chuckled and ruffled the little boys hair, "that's always nice to hear, thank you Mikey. I love you too."
Crossing her legs Stephanie shook her head, "quit the amateur dramatics already, you know I love you. The main reason we're here, apart from because we love you and wanted to check up on you, is that I have come to tell you that we will be going to the arenas and I will be running the shows whilst you are not allowed to. I already have someone working on limos and hotels for me and Mikey for the next month and Mom is coming to mine tomorrow to help me pack."
Vince couldn't help but raise his eyebrows at her little speech, "what changed your mind? I thought you were totally against going anywhere near the arenas with Mikey because of you know who."
"I was but then I realised I can't let the WWE suffer just because of him."
Tilting his head he studied his daughter, "and then you tell me the truth. I'm your Father, I know when you are lying and you are lying right now."
Sighing heavily she ran her fingers through her long dark hair, "okay fine. The truth of it is I don't have any option but to do this otherwise your health would suffer and I can't allow my selfishness to get in the way of you recovering."
"But what about you know who?"
Having been listening intently to the adults talking Mikey finally lifted his head again, "I's don't know who."
Vince laughed softly and tapped the little boy's nose, "it's nothing you need to worry yourself over."
Laying his head back down Mikey knew he wouldn't get told anything so he decided to enjoy the cuddle before his Mom got mad and took him home.
Allowing herself time to contemplate the question her Dad had posed and how to best respond she eventually just decided on the truth, "I will avoid him as much as possible and if he dares ask then he will be told it's none of his business."
"Well at least you know how you're going to deal with him." Vince then turned his attention to his Grandson, "so what do you think about going to the arenas?"
Mikey sat up excitedly, "I gets to go in the ring."
Surprised that his daughter was going to have promised this Vince raised his eyebrow, "are you really?"
Before Mikey had chance to answer Stephanie shook her head, "no he is not. I said he might be able to get in the ring but I am making no promises as I will be very busy and we may not even have time to relax and have fun in the ring."
Mikey turned and pouted at his Mom wanting to get in the ring and play around because the times he had done it in the offices he had had a lot of fun.
Vince saw the way his Grandson was pouting and decided to stick up for him a little, "I'm sure you could make time to have a little fun in the ring as all work and no play makes Stephanie a very dull girl. Even if you can't find time I'm sure someone like Trish would love to."
Violently she shook her head, "nope, no way, no way in hell. There is no way anybody but myself will be supervising Mikey in the ring."
The truth was she didn't trust anybody with her son because she always had a little voice nagging at the back of her head that something bad would happen to him if she let anybody else take care of him that wasn't here or her immediate family.
"Well I still stand by you should make time to relax, you don't want to end up like me."
Sighing softly she reached out and took her Dad's hand, "I promise I will try my best to find time to relax."
Silence fell over the room as Vince briefly closed his eyes to rest and Stephanie and Mikey sat there happily watching him.
