Title: In death you find life.
Author: Brandy
Disclaimer: I own no one. Buffy and gang belongs to Joss. The WWE people belong
to Vince.
Rating:R for graphic images and violence.
Pairing:Undetermined.
Spoilers: None. This starts out in season two of Buffy and the lastest HHH/HBK feud for the WWE.
No roster split.
Summery: Can't really say without giving away the chapter. But just think what
would have happened if instead of killing Willows fish Angelus had killed
something else.
A/N: Ok a few changes. Jenny is still alive. Oz was freaked out after the
whole vampire being dust thing at Buffys birthday. Ok and just so you know I am
sorta at a road block on all my other fics I am hoping this one will help me
get through it. Remember I can't spell all that well.

Sixteen year-old Willow Rosenberg walked home from her best friend Buffy
Summers' house.

The wind blew softly, whipping her red hair in her face. Willow swatted it
away, as she thought about everything that had happened the last few days.
Buffy's birthday had been a disaster, Oz hadn't called her since, Xander had
been secretly dating Cordelia Chase and Giles and Jenny were fighting.

And worse of all, Angel--the resident vampire of the gang--was evil. Not just
evil; he was now back with his old running buddies, Dru and Spike. And he was
now Angelus, the worst vampire in history.

Willow sighed as she reached the French doors to her room. She opened the door
and walked into her house. Her phone was ringing, so she ran to her bedside
table and picked it up, just knowing it was Buffy.

"Hello?" Willow answered as she brought the phone up to her ear.

"Wills. Hey, I was calling to check on you. I was worried. Why didn't you want
me to walk you home? It would have been safer." came the Slayer's reply.

Willow sighed again and responded that she just wanted to be alone and think. Buffy then cracked that Willow thought too much and thinking too much was
dangerous.
Willow started to reply when she saw an envelope on her bed. It was an ordinary
looking envelope and it had her name on it. Willow listened as Buffy asked her
about the math homework.

That was the thing about Buffy. No matter how worried she was about trying to
find a way to get Angel back, she was just as worried about failing all her
classes.

Willow was just trying to remember what the assignment was when she pulled out
the papers that the envelope contained.

Willow was shocked to the point that she dropped the phone. Willow's mind raced
back to that morning when Buffy told them that Angelus had been in her room and
he had drawn a picture of her while she slept.

Willow was now looking at similar pictures to the one Buffy had shown them. The
difference was instead of Buffy on the pages it was Willow's parents.

Willow backed away from the bed and picked up her stake. The phone forgotten,
Willow slowly made her way to the living room. Willow raised the stake and was
prepared to fight when she glanced around the corner into the living room.

The sight that greeted her was gruesome to say the least. It was worse then the
sight at the student lounge, a year earlier. Willow could not tear her eyes
from the bodies of her parents. Her father Ira had been spiked to the floor, no
doubt courtesy of Spike via Angelus. And he had been cut to ribbons. His eyes
looking up in horror, he had spikes shoved in different parts of his body, and the
floor was covered in his entrails. The sight made Willow want to puke.

But her mother Sheila wasn't anywhere near as gruesome as her father. Sheila
was tied to the coffee table and the way her clothes were shredded told Willow
that Angelus not only killed her mother but he also violated her.

"Oh God. NO!" Willow screeched. It was her fault. She had invited Angel into
her home, and now he had killed her parents.

Willow sank to the floor and sobbed, she was the reason her parents were dead.

Willow didn't remember the neighbors banging on the door after hearing her
screams. She didn't remember them hauling her out of the house to wait on the
cops. The only thing in WIllow's mind was the images of her mom and dad
murdered in her living room.

____________________________________________

"Buffy where are you going?" Joyce Summers asked her sixteen year-old daughter. Who was currently running down the stairs.

"Mom can I have the car?" was the urgent reply.

Joyce looked at the blonde standing before her. The girl never drove.

"Mom please? Something is up with Willow."

"I will drive you." the older Summers woman responded heading toward the door.

"Thanks mom."

Joyce opened the door and standing there was Giles, Xander and Cordila Chase.

"Hey Buffster we...What's up?" Alexander Harris asked taking in the mother and
daughter rushing out of the house.
"Willow." was the single word that came from the younger woman’s mouth and the
three standing in the door way turned and ran to the cars that they were in and
followed the Summers women to the red heads.

"Mom do you think Wills is ok?" Buffy asked as they drove the six blocks to the
girls home.

"I don't see why she would not be ok. What happened that makes you think
something is wrong anyway?" Joyce asked her frightened daughter.

"We were talking and she just stopped and the next thing I heard was the phone
dropping to the ground. She never picked it up."

"Well.......... oh my gosh." Joyce started as they turned on the road that Willow lived on.
There were cop cars and an ambulance and the whole neighborhood was on their
lawns to see what was going on.

"Mom, that is Willow's house." Buffy said, as she jumped out of the car soon
followed by Xander jumping out of Cordelia's car.

The two rushed up to the police tape and they could see Willow sitting on her
knees on the ground just staring out into space. Cops were kneeling in front of
her asking her questions, but were not getting any answers. The neighbors were
standing just behind her with looks that could only be described as worried.
Xander ducked under the tape and started toward Willow when a cop stepped in front of him.

"Where do you think you are going?" the officer asked.

"I am her best friend." he answered. The cop looked back to ask the neighbors and when they saw Xander they nodded. 

Willow took Xander's hand in her own and started making little motions on the
back of it. Xander just held onto her.

"Ok, she isn't gonna talk. Lets get her out of her. Did anyone get a hold of her
family?" asked the chief.

"Yeah they are waiting for us to call back." answered one of the officers.

"Then lets go."

The officer who had been standing off to Willows left knelt down and hauled her
to her feet. He started toward the car with her when Buffy cried out.

"Where are you taking her?"

"Away from here." Was the reply.·

If someone had told Willow Rosenberg last year she would be finishing
·up her schooling in the Lone Star State, she would have told them they were
delusional. But yet, here she was, sitting in a very nicely furnished
parlor waiting for her uncle and his wife, who were upstairs discussing their
new houseguest. Willow remembered the last time she saw her uncle. It had been at her thirteenth birthday party -- or the more accurate term her father's
side of the family called it -- her Bar Misvah.

Willow was only half Jewish, much to the dismay of her father's family.
Which was the main reason Ira's family had forced Sheila to cut all ties with her brother, and to keep her family together Sheila had. Willow used to spend the summers with her uncle and his friends. But that
was over...... until today. The state of California had decided it was
best if she went to stay with her relatives, and thanks to her father's
side, she now got to live with the same uncle they had prohibited her and her
mother from seeing.

And with this decision she didn't want to go hostile on them.
All she wanted to do was call them and thank them all for not wanting
her. The parlor doors opened and in walked Willow's favorite uncle. He had a
strut in his step and he had blond hair. It used to be bushy but now
it looked like a blonde version of her hair.

He sat down next to her on the coach and stared straight ahead, she realized
the fact that his sister and her husband were dead must have been a
shock for him and now he gets to finish raising his niece. Oh Joy!

_____________________________
Willow's Uncle POV.
"So.....it...uh...." ah heck, he didn't know what to say to her. He
hadn't
seen her in three years, that's 36 months, that's 156 weeks, that's
1095
days. That is a long time to not see or talk to someone. Shoot, she
could
have dyed her hair twelve different times and he would never have
known. She
could have had two kids between that time and he wouldn't know. Well
maybe
he would cause he is her guardian and that would make him the kids'
guardian
too in a way.
"Hey, I know I wasn't there after your thirteenth birthday, but that
was
your mom's decision, not mine. You have to know I thought about you
every
day and I never stopped loving you. I mean, I tried for a while to talk
to
you, but they would never let me and I..." his rant was interrupted by
the
doorbell.
He thanked God for the save and went to the door knowing full well who
it
was.
___________________________
Willow's POV
He was trying to make up for all the things his sister had done and
Willow knew he could not do that. It was not his place to make an amends with
Willow for her mom. And now, thanks to Angelus, things were never gonna
be settled between Willow and her mom. Willow watched as her uncle sighed and
walked to the front door after closing the Parlor doors.

_____________________________________
Opening the front door revealed his two best friends and his
co-workers.

"Ok.  We’re here. So what was so important that we had to rush over?"
asked one of his best friends, known world wide as Triple H a.k.a. Hunter Hurst
Helmesly.

"Ok, first off, I said for you two to come over not the entire company.
Second, good to see all of you. Now do me a favor guys, and go look in
the parlor."

Hunter and Kevin Nash walked over to the doors that lead to the Parlor,
and after sending their best friend a confused look, opened them and
walked in.

And a few seconds after the doors closed a whooping and hollering could
be heard from inside the room. And then Hunter and Kevin came back out and
hanging upside down on Hunters shoulder was a slender redhead.

"Hunter man, put her down. She has been sick today."

"Put her down? Are you kidding me? Shawn, dude, we haven't seen her in
three years and I want to get as much Willow time as I can with her before
she leaves. So, no, I am not gonna put her down."

Willow tried to peek over at her uncle but Hunter was to broad. And to
her relief Hunter put her down on the floor, but kept his arms wrapped around
her shoulders.

"Willow, honey why don't you go see what Bethie is up to." Shawn
suggested.

Willow turned and went up the stairs to find her aunt. Shawn, Hunter, and
Kevin watched as she went up the steps.

"Dude, we want to spend some time with her before Shelia and Ira come
and get her. Why are you sending her upstairs?" Kevin asked as he looked at
Shawn.

"Guys...we need to talk." Shawn said, as he gestured for everyone to
follow him.

Everyone entered the parlor, Shawn and Hunter taking a seat next to each
other on the couch. Kevin sat in the chair opposite of them.

"Ok man, what's up?" Paul asked as he looked at his best friend.

"Ira and Sheila will not be coming for her. So don't worry about not
being able to spend time with her."

"What are you talking about? Shawn, they hate us, there is no way they
will let her stay with you for a long time." Kevin said, his features
conveying his confusion.

"Well, they have no say in it any more." Hunter and Kevin just stared at their friend as if he had lost his mind.

"What are you talking about Shawn?" asked Vince McMahon, the men's
boss.

"Well, Vince, um..something happened last night and the state sent
Willow to live with me."

"What happened? Did Ira hit her or something? Cause if he.."

"No! Hunter, he didn't hit her. Well you see, according to the police,
Willow came home and found Ira and Sheila dead in the living room, and she
hasn't said anything since."

"Wait, Ira and Sheila are dead? Whoa. That must have been traumatic,
poor Munchkin." Kevin murmured.

"Yeah, and to make it even more frightening, I have to enroll her in
school the day after tomorrow, and she doesn't know anyone around here."

"Oh, can I take her shopping for school clothes?" Stephanie McMahon asked,
speaking up for the first time. She was Vince's daughter, a newest member
to the superstar’s roster and a shopper that would put Cordelia Chase to
shame. Shawn could not help but smile. He knew that if anyone could make
Willow feel at ease, it was Stephanie. Steph had a way of making it easy for
you to open up.

"I don't want to put you out. I mean.."

"Oh, PLEASE Shawn, I would love
to spend some time with her and find out how much she's changed." Steph pleaded with the blonde man. When Stephanie, Willow, David Flair and Shane McMahon were all younger they had been inseparable. They had been like the fantastic four.

"Well, if you really want to, I don't see a problem with it."

"Ooh, thank you, thank you, thank you Shawn."
Steph squealed as she hugged the man.

______________________________________________________
Willow sat in the car looking at the building looming in front of her.
It was the building she was going be spending the next two years at. Her
new high school. Now she got to be an outcast in a whole new state. She couldn't wait.

"You ready?" A voice asked her from the driver side seat.

She turned to give a shake of her head. And her uncle gave a reassuring smile.
The shopping trip with Stephanie had not gone too well. Well, yeah, the two
had had a good time shopping, but Willow still would not talk.

She was just as quiet as she had been the day she had shown up of his doorstep.
Willow sighed a sigh of defeat. She knew she still had to do the school
thing and normally she would love to walk in that building and just get
right to the learning. But this was not normal circumstance.

Slowly climbing out of the car she watched as all the students walked
into school. She looked back at her uncle's car as he waved and drove away
slowly. This was going to be a long two years.

 Two years later
 Willow walked into the apartment that she had gotten when she'd
graduated. Yep, being independent was fun. She went to collage and work; she even had time to hang with her friends and boyfriend. And she even hung out with her uncle's co-workers. She still remembered the first time Shane,David, John and Randy had seen her after three years of non communication. David had picked her up and twirled around with her, and Shane and the others two had just grinned as if he had won the lottery.

Even throughout the years, she had remained in contact with Sunnydale
and was delighted to find out that Jenny was able to restore Angel's soul.
And Jenny and Giles were now engaged; Yay for them. Willow had also
been able to go back and help stop the mayor from eating the graduating
class.

Although they had not been able to save Principal Snyder and Larry.
Much to Shawn's shock, Willow had picked up studying witchcraft. And
she had started dating her high school friend, Don. Shawn didn't like Don
for some unknown reason to Willow, at the time.

Willow walked in her front door and was immediately met with the irate
yelling of Don. She shrank back toward the door; he always got upset
with her if she was late coming home. In his mind, if she was late, then
that meant she was cheating. And she couldn't use her magic, because he
would just retaliate. He also studied magic, and to top it off he was the one who
had gotten her into it. He was into the darker stuff so she had good
reasons not to leave. She was scared of what he would do to her family
if she did.

"Willow!" Came the shout that knocked her from her mind ramble.

"I'm right here, Don, no need to shout. The neighbors might hear." she
replied as she came into the living room.

Don was a big man. Well, bigger then Willow was, anyway. If she had to
guess, she would say he was about her uncle's size. That being the
reason she knew she could not possibly take him physically. Don didn't like
Willow's insolent response. Deciding that she need to be taught a
lesson, he grabbed her by the hair and backhanded her. He wasn't worried about
Shawn finding out about his treatment of Willow, because Shawn had gone back
on the road with the company and so no one was around to witness his
assaults on Willow.

Don then proceeded to slam Willow against the wall. He loved beating
her; it made him feel powerful. He pinned her against the wall and brutally
kissed her. When Willow scratched his face with her nails, he backhanded her,
causing her to fall to the floor in a heap. He then straddled her and
ripped her shirt before beginning to pummel her in the chest and stomach.
Willow cried out at the sharp pains that ripped through her body. Little did
she know help was almost there.

********************************
The driver of the Ford Explorer gazed out the window as he pulled the
vehicle to a stop. Looking at the apartment building you could tell it
was a nice place. The driver stepped out of the car and put his hands on his
hips. Behind him, he heard his companions get out as well. The brunette
girl was arguing with the blonde man.

"So we going in?" asked the blonde man.

"No, we came all this way just to look at the apartment building Wills
lives’ in." The girl remarked.

The driver rolled his eyes at the childish bickering of his friends.

"Come on you two."

He started up the pathway of the building and thought how surprised Willow
was gonna be to see them. They walked up the steps and down the hall to
Willow's door, all the while the other two were still snipping at one
another.

And from within the apartment, the sounds of crying and loud crashes
where heard. At the sounds coming from the apartment, the other two stopped their argument and looked to their friend. His brown eyes met those of his
younger friend's blue eyes, and within them he saw fear. So, without
hesitation, or even checking to see if the door was unlocked, the two
men kicked open the door. The sight that greeted them was most horrific,
indeed. Willow was lying on the living room floor and around her was what used
to be her living room suite. And atop her was her boyfriend. Don turned at
the sound of the front door being kicked in and was at once tackled by the
brown-haired man. The two men then proceeded to beat up the man who had
dared to harm their friend. The blonde then, went and helped the
brunette
girl assist Willow to her feet.

The eldest of the group had slammed Don against the wall and held him there by his throat while the others got the disoriented redhead out of the house. The man tightened his grip and said through clenched teeth, "You come near her again and I WILL kill you." and then he punched Don with all his might.

***********************************************
Back in the Ford Explorer, the three friends waited for their new
companion to come around. The blonde was behind the wheel, and he glanced in the rearview mirror at the unconscious redhead. Willow started whimpering in
her sleep then, and tried to burrow deep into the legs of her friend.

"Ugh?" Came the soft moan.

The blonde looked in the mirror again at the redhead and noticed she
was coming around.

"Hey Wills... nice Boyfriend you found yourself." he stated as the girl
looked up and met his eyes in the mirror.

Willow looked into the blue eyes of the blonde and said, "Shut up,
Davie Crocket."

The man sitting beside her started humming the tune of Davie Crocket.
The car was filled with laughter as the four friends giggled at the old
nick name.

"Watch out David!" The frantic cry from the brunette in the passenger
seat caused David to jerk his eyes away from the mirror and back to the
road. And then he saw what had made his female friend screamed in alarm. In the
road was a dark figure draped in the shadows of the night.

The only thing visible was the eyes of the person, and they were a startling shade of ember red. David swerved the car to the left and just barely avoided
missing the person in the road. Crashing into the woods beside the lane of
highway; the car gave a crunch, and all four members of the group were thrown
forward.

When the car gave a finale lurch, David looked around and gave a sigh
of relief that everyone was ok. They had all had their seatbelts on. And
then a gasp from the back made him turn and see that Willow hadn't had her
seatbelt on. In fact, she had been using Shane as a pillow, and now she was in
the back floorboard and was out cold.

"Oh no." came the barely audible statement from Steph.

She had turned to see if her brother was alright when she had seen him
looking down at the girl in the floorboard. Stephanie took in the sight
of her best friend and tears came to her eyes. The girl had been through
quite a bit and now she was in a wreck and was hurt even worse.

"Wills, come on, wake up girl." Shane said, shaking the girl but to no
avail. She did not wake up, simply remaining still on the floor of the
car.

"Oh God, is she alright? Why won't she wake up? Shane wake her up!"
Stephanie cried frantically to her brother. The brunette haired girl
met the chocolate brown eyes of her brother.

"She won't wake up Steph, I think she might be.."

"Don't you dare say she is dead, Shane Brandon McMahon!" Stephanie
screamed at her brother. She had always been close with Willow, only to have her mother rip the group apart for unknown reasons, and now she might just lose her best friend because David couldn't drive.

"No, she isn't. I can feel a pulse, Steph but I think she might be in a coma. She's not moving and add that to all the injuries she sustained from Don, she might've
gone into shock and lapsed into a coma. She hit her head on the console when we crashed." Shane replied, sitting back up in the seat.

David was peering out of the back window. Looking for whatever it was
that had been in the road. He didn't see the figure now, but he knew it had
been there. In all it's red-eyed glory.

"Where in the world did you learn to drive, Flair, from a two-year
old?" Shane asked, a little angry that he hadn't been able to catch the red
head before she had hit her head.

"No, I learned from Scott." Came the reply.

"Yeah, like that's any better? I would have asked for a two year old
instead." Stephanie remarked.

"Hey! Can we please not start? We have to call an ambulance and get
Wills to
the Hospital." Shane stated firmly as he looked back down at the
redhead.

The statement brought both younger people to a halt. They stared at the face of
Shane and knew he was right. Now was not the time to argue like a couple of
school kids. David pulled out his cell phone and dialed 9-1-1.
When he got an operator, he told her where they were and what had happened. The operator told him that an ambulance was on the way and for them not to move Willow.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

An hour later found them all in the emergency waiting room, waiting
impatiently for the doctor. As they sat in the very uncomfortable chairs, a thought occurred to Shane. They had forgot to call Shawn. He would be very worried about his niece.

"Crap." Shane muttered as he rose to his feet.

"What?" David asked as he looked up at his friend.

Shane turned back to where his friend was sitting and replied, "We
didn't call Shawn."

Oh, well do you want to wait until the doctor tells us how she is?"

Shane looked torn between going to call Shawn and waiting. He knew that
if he called, then Shawn would want to know what had happened and how she
was. And if he didn't have that information then calling Shawn would be
moot.

"Let's wait and see what the doctor says." Shane replied, sighing as he
sat back down next to his friend.

Stephanie had fallen asleep while waiting and was currently using
David's legs as a pillow. 'What is it with the girls using us as pillows tonight?'
Shane wondered as he watched David pull a piece of his sister's hair
out of her face.

"Willow Rosenberg?" A man in a white coat asked as he came out into the
room. Assuming the man to be the doctor, Shane stood and shook his hand.
David was able to shake hands with the doctor while still sitting down.

"Well, Mr.."

"McMahon."

"Well Mr. McMahon, Willow has suffered quit a bit of injury. She has a
few broken ribs and a sprained wrist. And she has sustained a concussion
due to the wreck. I have never seen anyone receive so many different injuries
from just falling in the floorboard."

Shane shifted from one foot to the other as the doctor droned on and on
about Willow's condition. He just wanted to shout, "Just tell me how
the hell she is doing already!" but he didn't.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Shawn Michaels was sitting in the suite of the Hilton Hotel in Florida,
listening to his boss talk about the proper orderly conduct a
superstar was responsible for maintaining, when his boss' phone rang.

Vince McMahon stopped talking and spared a smile to his employees.

He glanced at the phone plate and saw that the caller was his son. Vince
had known that Shane, Stephanie and David had went to talk to Willow about
joining them all on the road.

"Hello?"

"Dad, is Shawn there? I can't reach him on his cell." Shane's voice
came over the line.

Vince looked up at Shawn, who was talking to Kevin Nash.

"Hold on. Shawn, where is your phone?"

"In my room."

"Well, here catch.  It’s Shane." Vince tossed his phone to the Texan.

"Hello?"

Shane proceeded to tell Shawn everything the doctor had told him.
Shawn's heart dropped and anyone who was staring at him saw his face
pale to a light shade of white.

Five minutes later, Shawn handed the phone back to Vince.

"Shawn, what's wrong, buddy?" Hunter asked as he watched his clearly
shaken friend sit down.

"They were in a car wreck. David doesn't know how to drive. And Willow
didn't have a seat belt and she hit her head and she is in a coma and
she has bruises."

"Oh, man."

"And she is two and half month’s pregnant."

  
 
He had sat there and watched her as she cried in pain in her sleep. He
also wondered just how long it would take for Don to show up.
The man had to of regained consciousness by now. She awoken and had rushed to the bathroom.

"He'll come after her you know." Came the voice from the doorway. He
turned to see his little sister and best friend. It had been David that had
spoke.

"I know."

"Hey guys?" Stephanie said as sat on the edge of the hospital bed and
looked at the two men.

"Yeah?"

"She's pregnant."

"We knew that, Steph." Her brother growled.

"SO, I'm thinking since there's no way Willow would have married that
guy then he had to.."

"Don't finish that sentence Stephanie Marie." Shane replied sternly.

"Well..."

"WE don't need another Joey in our midst."

"Ok. I'm confused, what does Joey have to do with anything?" David
asked as he looked from one sibling to the other.

"Well, you know it's common knowledge that Steph dated Joey, right?
Well, what nobody knows is the REASON they broke up."

"Shane, no." Stephanie begged softly.

David was even more confused than before. What did Joey have to do with
anything? Looking back and forth between the two siblings, David
waited.

"He should know! I mean, he did ask me why I turned on the guys...and
this is the reason."

"NO! Ok, it's in the past just forget it, all right Shane? It's
humiliating enough." Stephanie sobbed, as she rose from her perch on the bed and ran to the bathroom door. "Willow, please?" she whispered.

When the door gave a click, the brunette ran in leaving a steamed big
brother and a concerned friend behind.

After the door had closed David looked to Shane for answers. And he got
them...boy did he get them.

"Look, it's been taken care of so after I tell you this, don't go
looking for him, all right?" Shane replied to the unspoken question.

"Why would..."

"Because she means a lot to you. I can see it in your eyes...the way
you look at her."

David nodded and listened as Shane told him the one thing he had never
wanted to hear.

"When Steph and Joey started dating, it was cool, you know, one of my
best friends, who I trusted, was dating my sister. I thought, yeah, he would
look after her when I can't. But what I didn't know was that he only wanted
one thing from my sister."

"What?"

Shane met the blue eyes of David Flair and he knew it was no use and so
he said the words to David. Because, according to Willow, love makes you
do the wacky.

"When she wouldn't sleep with him, he...well he took what he thought was
his."

David could feel the rage build up inside of him. He had to release it
and he knew how. And now all he had to do was find one of two men...either
Don or Joey.
*****************************

Willow watched Stephanie cry as they heard Shane tell David of what had
happened. Willow had always thought that Joey was a no good something
that she could not think of cause her head hurt.

"Steph?"

"Don't Will, I know you are just trying to help. But I didn't want
David to know. I just feel so ashamed.

"You shouldn't. It was not your fault. Now mine was my fault I should
have left but didn't. No see Joey deserves to be hurt badly."
Stephanie smiled at her redheaded friend and thought how much the girl had gone through.

"SO did Don..?"

"Yeah, he did, you know me better then that. I would not have willingly
slept
with him."

"So...can we release the wolf pack on them?"

Willow laughed. "Sure, if the wolf pack weren't trying to kill each
other right now."

"Well, they aren't trying to kill each other, just Shawn trying to kill
Hunter and Kev trying to kill Scott. And besides that's just for the
show."

"Oh, that's much better." Willow said, laughing even harder.

"Come on, it sounds like story hour is over."

Opening the door, Stephanie and Willow came face to face with David and
Shane.

"SO, what's the what?" Willow asked.

"We're going to Kentucky." Shane stated firmly.

"Cool." Willow replied, smiling even bigger as she looked at her
friends.

They were going to Kentucky. And she knew Don would not be there.

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Pulling up to the house was a de ja'vu moment to Willow. Willow had not
been to the house since she was twelve. She had opted to get a summer job
instead of going with her aunt and uncle to the McMahon family end of summer
bar-b-que. She had mainly stayed because Don had said he would miss
her.

"Wow. It looks smaller. I guess cause I was smaller." Willow muttered
as she took in the house.

"Yep, it looks smaller to all of us. But you haven't been here since
you were twelve, so yeah, probably a lot bigger then." Stephanie rambled.

David slung his arm around Willow's shoulder--being careful not to hurt
her--and started up the pathway.

David Flair knew what it was like to love someone and have them hurt
you in return. He had had a storyline a few years before where he was engaged
to Stacy Kibbler. And then, on their wedding day, she told him the child
she was carrying was not his like she had told him, but that it was someone
else's. It might have been for a storyline, but David put his heart into all
of his storylines. Well, except the one where he helped retire his dad.

"David, you still with us?" Willow asked, waving her hand in front of
her comrade's face.

He smiled at her and they headed into the house. "Sorry, just thinking
about the two beautiful house mates I have." he replied giving her a
flirtatious smile.

Willow looked at him a little funny and then stated, "Steph is pretty,
but I had no idea you felt the same for her brother."

David's eyes got wide with shock and then he got a grin on his face
that could only be devilish. And Willow had seen that look on the faces of
the McMahon children enough times to know she was in trouble. So she did
the Willowy thing to do, she ran up the stairs for safely.

Willow took the stairs two at a time, David right behind her. Willow
was small enough to run right through the cluttered hall. David had
to twist and turn.

A door at the end of the hall was Willow's target. That was the room
that Willow and Steph would be staying in. David got the extra bedroom one
night and Shane got it the next. But they could both put their clothes in the
room. The room Willow was heading to held the billion dollar kids.

She grabbed the doorknob and turned it just as David lunged for her and
grabbed her by the waist and they both went forward. Willow landed on
the floor of the bedroom with a loud "Oof." David landed on top of her.

Stephanie and Shane looked up as the door came crashing open and looked
down to see their friends. Steph cocked her head to the side and gave them
a puzzled look. Shane looked startled.

"Is there something we should know?" Stephanie asked with an amused
gleam in her eye.

"Yes, I'm so in love with Willow that I thought I would jump her in
front of you guys." David replied as he looked into the amused blue eyes of
Stephanie McMahon.

Willow, who had landed on her stomach, twisted so much under David she
was now on her back. "That isn’t what you said awhile ago. You said you
thought that Shane was pre.." Willow's statement was cut off when David brought
his hand down to cover her mouth.

Shane looked back from unpacking some of his stuff to the redhead and
blonde on the floor with a look of interest in his brown eyes.

"He thought I was what?"

Willow mumbled something that was incoherent due to the fact that David
still had his hand on her mouth.

Stephanie decided that she really wanted to know what the man had said
about her brother. So she tackled him to the ground and attacked his ribs
with her fingers. Willow climbed to her feet with the help of Shane. She
squeezed past the two on the floor and went out in the hall. Shane followed
because he was unpacking and he had to put his clothes away.

Willow stood and waited all of three seconds before blurting out,
"David thinks Shane is pretty!" and as David struggled to get from beneath a
laughing Stephanie, Willow let out an 'Eep!" and ran down the hall.

Shane had been heading down to the other room when he heard Willow's
statement. And then he heard a yelp as she started running down the hall.

Willow was about to pass the extra bedroom when arms reached out and
yanked her in. Slamming the door shut and locking it, Shane turned to the
heavy breathing redhead sitting on the bed.

"Thanks Shane-o I don't think I could have out ran him a second time."
she panted.

"Shane, open this door, I know she's in there!" came the irate voice
of David from the hall.

"What's wrong Davie, scared she will get him before you get a chance?"
came Stephanie's muffled voice. And then an 'eep' as Stephanie was heard
running down the hall.

"I think I'm safe...sounds like Steph is his target now."

Shane just walked over and sat down beside her. He sat there a second
and then, for the first time since they escaped David, he spoke.

"Why?"

Willow looked at him, puzzled. He must have realized she had no idea
what he was talking about because he then asked, "Why did you stay with him?"

Willow understood the question then, but the problem was, she didn't
know the answer.

"I mean, if he beat you up like that, then why stay with him? He
doesn't deserve you. He deserves to be run over with a steam roller. And then he
deserves to be beaten with a shovel and pushed off a cliff. And then.."

"Shane I think I'm a bad influence on you." Willow laughed.

"I love hearing you laugh.  It is a good sound."

Willow looked at him and smiled. He had always been her summer time
Xander, and like her school time Xander, he saw her as a little sister. She
knew he was just being a good friend. And then her brain caught up with her and
the fact that she was sitting on a bed with a male. She jumped up.

Shane was startled by the sudden movement and jumped up too.

"Wills what's wrong?" he asked, the concern about his friend's odd
behavior evident on his face.

Willow knew it was stupid to be so scared of sitting on a bed with
Shane but the truth of the matter was...the last time she had sat on a bed with a
guy, it had been with Don and that had not ended well. Don had been very
comforting after she had moved to San Antonio. And then they had gone
to college together...that was when things had gone bad. That was when he
started forcing her to do things she didn't want to do. In fact, he was
the reason she had gotten into magic. He had been on a magic high the night
he had raped her.

"I'm..I'm sorry." she shouted as she dashed for the door, only to be
grabbed from behind and swung around to come face to face with a very concerned
Shane.

"Wills?" was all he was able to say before the girl broke down and
cried. He held her as she cried. He was used to it. Steph had cried to him when
Joey had pulled what he had. And though she never cried to him, he knew his
mom cried. So why should Willow be an exception?
Shane moved them to the bed and sat them down, rubbing her back with
his hand as she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her head into
his neck.

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Stephaine had surrendered to the ticking hands of David. They had ran to
the living room where he tackled her to the floor. He then assaulted her
ribs with his fingers.

Stephanie had after ten minutes of squirming and trying to get
away--finally gave in. And after another ten minutes of him tickling
her regardless of the fact that she gave he leaned down and whispered
in her ear.

"Steph, you might want to stop squirming." he said in a husky voice.

It took all of two seconds for her to stop all movement and look into the blue eyes of the man straddling her. And what she saw in his eyes was the one thing she thought she would ever see in the eyes of David Flair in regards to her... lust. She had never thought he would think of her that way. He was her friend and her first crush. Only Willow knew about the crush she'd had on the boy when they were younger. Steph had never mentioned the crush to her brother. She didn't want to be part of the old group of having a crush on your brother's best friend...but she was. Even after the whole Joey fiasco, she KNEW she could trust David.

Steph was so wrapped in her musings that she never noticed David's head
closing the distance between them. Just as their lips were about to
meet a voice rang through the house.

"Shane, Steph, David, Will? You guys here?" came the unmistakable
voice of none other then Brian Kendrick.

The boy had been friends with the group since he had been trained by
Willow's Uncle Shawn. He had always just kind of hung out with them.
David scampered off of Stephanie and helped her to her feet just as the
blonde man came into the room.

"There you are. Shawn was worried so he sent me to check up. Where are
Shane and Wills?" he asked.

David pointed toward the stairs and they all headed up them. Brian went
first and just as Stephanie was about to go up them David grabbed her
arm and whispered, "later."

She smiled at him.

Walking down the hall, the trio was silent. Standing in front of the
door Brian turned the knob only to be met with an unmovable piece of oak.
When the door did not open, Brian knocked. There was no answer.

Stephanie gently moved the man to the side, bent down, and pulled out a
hairpin from her hair. Shane had locked her out of the house enough
times as a kid for her to know how to get back in.

When the door gave a small 'click' Stephanie stood back up and smiled
as David gently pushed the door open. The sight that greeted them was not
what they expected. On the bed with most of his upper body leaned against
the headboard--his arms circled around the small redhead--was Shane. And
curled up to him with her arms draped across his chest and her head nuzzled
into his neck was Willow. And they were both asleep.

Brian and David shared a shocked look while Steph just smiled. She grabbed each gawking man by the arm and pulled them toward the hall, saying she didn't want to wake the two.

Back in the living room, David and Brian sat on the couch as Steph sat in
the chair.

"So Brian, got a room at a hotel?" came the not so subtle question from the blonde man next to Brian.

Steph rolled her eyes at David's lack of suave. But she knew the same thing he was thinking. If the other man didn't have a room then they were
going to have a sleeping arrangement problem.

"Nope." came the answer and Steph silently swore.

As she woke up she started to freak she didn't recognize her surrounding. And then the previous day came back to her. She remembered them going to Texas to visit Willow and them having to save her from her evil ex boyfriend.  Then she remembered a car crash and the hospital and Willow being two and half months pregnant, and Shane telling David about Joey raping her and them retreating to Kentucky.  And Brian showing up. 

And that was when she realized she was not alone under the covers. Turning to the person who was beside her she gave a small yelp of surprise and scrambled backward. Which was when she feel off the side of the bed, and landed on her butt.
Which was when her bed partner awoke and found her on the floor.  He smiled down at her and then broke out in full on laughter.

"Gezz Steph are you alright?"  he asked still laughing.

"Shut up Davie Crocket. What are you doing in my bed?"  she asked climbing to her feet and rubbing her sore butt.

David shook his head and said.." And here I thought we were great together..you can't even remember last night I think my ego is hurt."

Stephanie looked at him with wide eyes and shouted.."WHAT!!"

David scrambled out of the bed and slammed his hand down on her mouth before she drew everyone’s attention but it was too late cause seconds after he covered her mouth the door was burst opened and in ran Shane and Willow.  They both looked like they had been awaken by the scream.

"What.....what happened?" Shane asked as he rushed to his sister. Willow walked behind him much slower.

"Nothing happened I was just joking with her and she took me serious." David replied.

"He said we..slept together. It freaked me cause you know it's David."  Stephanie mumbled. 

Shane looked from his sister to his friend and one thought came to his mind. What the heck were they doing in bed together to begin with. When voiced his question Stephanie pointed to David and shrugged her shoulders and said to ask the blonde man. Willow took the seat next to Stephanie and plopped backwards on the bed. As Shane interrogated David, Stephanie fell backward on the bed next to her friend.

David started stuttering his answer as Steph and Willow sat and listened. All Shane could get from the blonde man was something about how Shane and Willow took his bed and something about how the couch had been occupied by Brian Kendric?

Shane turned to his sister who was laying on the bed with Willow for confirmation. When the young woman nodded her head Shane knew he was going to have a very bad day. He was awoken by Willow trying to run from the bed but when he told her everything was alright she stopped trying to run and just sat on the edge of the bed. That was when they heard Stephanies scream.

Later on in the kitchen the group of five sat and ate numerous foods. Shane was talking to Brain when the front door opened and they heard footsteps enter the hallway. Shane pushed Willow behind him and Brain as David did the same with Stephanie.   

Shane grabbed a knife as Brain and David looked at him in shock. The two unarmed men took a fight stance as they waited for the intruders.

"Steph? Will? Boys where are you guys?" called out Linda McMahons voice.

The boys relaxed as Stephanie and Willow ran toward the voice. Shane put the knife back in the knife block and followed his friends.

Walking into the living room Shane saw that his mom was not alone. His father, Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Triple H, Shawn Michles, and Shawns wife were all there. Willow was seated between her uncle and Scot Hall. Stephanie was sandwiched between her father and Brian.

Linda looked up as her son walked in and smiled. Linda turned to Willow and asked the one question that was on everyone’s minds.

"So is it true?"

Willow looked at the woman who had treated her like a daughter and gave a small smile.

"Yeah it is true." Shane mumbled as he plopped down on the chair next to Kevin Nash. 

Kevin gave Shane a look that asked what was wrong with him. Shane was usually a very happy man so to see a look of pure hatred on his face was a rarity. Scot also did not let it go unnoticed that David was sending Brain a death glare.

"Yeah it is but I don't know what I am gonna do." Willow answered giving Shane a look that told him she could talk for her self.  "I mean I have no home since Don has more then likely burnt it to the ground. I have no job, I am gonna be a unwed homeless jobless mother. Oh this kid will be so proud."

Shawn could hear the utter self doubt in his nieces voice. He glanced at his wife  Rebecca and the statement was on the edge of his tongue when Willow spoke up.

"I am not gonna move back in with you. You have enough with Camron. So no I am not gonna intrude again."

Shawn jumped to his feet and gave his niece a glare that would have Undertaker running for cover.  He had never thought of her being in his way after he took her in. He was delighted that he had been the one to get to finish raising the young girl and she turned into the bright young woman before him. And he made it clear that it was his honor to rise her.

As the day progressed the group were in debate on what Willow should do about her situation. Willow sat on the back porch watching the wind blow softly through the leaves in the trees. She was also at a standstill as to what to do. She wasn't ready to be a mother but she knew that abortion was out, and she wasn't sure if she would be able to let some stranger raise her child cause in a sense that would  turn her into her own mother.

"Deep thoughts?" came a soft voice from behind her. Willow turned to see Stephanie. The brunette was carrying two cups of iced tea. Willow had always loved the iced tea that Stephanie’s mom made she add just the right amount of lemon to her brew.

Willow and Stephanie had always been the more silent types then the boys they were more of the beat them up now and ask questions later. The girls were the more reasonable ones they would give anyone a chance just because it was the right thing to do.

"I am scared." was the three little words Willow finally spoke as she looked blankly out at the backyard.

Steph gave a slight nod of her head. She could understand what was going on with Willow. She had never told anyone but she had once had to make the same choices Willow was now battling over in her head, and unlike Willow Steph had opted for the more or less unmentionable method. She had never told anyone about it.

"So....what to come on the road with us?" Steph asked not taking her eyes off the back yard either.

Willow thought over her options and figured that if Don did find her then she would at least be around people who would deck him on sight.

"Can I help bring the Wolf pack back together?"

"We have been trying to think of a way for you and David to come in to the company, and that is what I have been thinking about for a few weeks now so yeah why not."
 
Willow didn't answer right away instead she sat and continued to look out the backyard.

"Sure I can use a good spot of scripted violence in my life."