Title: Even Angels Fall
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 24
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
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"Jaylynn...Jaylynn...it's me. You're okay baby...You're okay." Shane McMahon
said, trying to push his voice through to Jaylynn. She had sat up, screaming and
beating her fists against his chest. He held her arms and her eyes popped open,
fear radiating from their brown depths. She threw herself against his chest,
sobbing. Her hands clutched at his shirt as he rubbed soothing circles on her
back.
After a few moments she leaned away from him, wiping at her eyes. "We keep
meeting this way." Shane smiled gently at her. Jaylynn nodded, smoothing out his
tear dampened shirt as she concentrated on taking deep breath's.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you. I didn't know who else to call."
Jaylynn whispered. "Hey baby girl, I want you to call me. I want to be here for
you. I want you to feel safe with me." Shane told her, kissing her forehead.
Jaylynn didn't speak, only turned doe-brown eyes up to look at his own brown
eyes. Silence flowed through the room, covering every surface in a watery grave.
Finally Shane spoke, feeling as if her silcne would condem him if he let it
continue.
"Can you tell me why you were so upset?" Shane asked. "Didn't you see it?"
Jaylynn asked, her eyes raking over the room.
"See what? I brought you in here, and used the bathroom to wet a cold cloth for
you." Shane told her. "You didn't see the mirror?" Jaylynn asked.
"Yes, I saw the mirror. I glanced up into it while I was running the water."
Shane said, a mask of confusion covering his face. "What about the writing on
it?" Jaylynn prodded.
"Writing?" he asked. Jaylynn jumped up from the bed and rushed into the
bathroom. She looked in the mirror and only her cold reflection stared back at
her. She ran her hands over the cold surface. "But it had been right here." She
whispered to her reflection.
She left the bathroom and looked on the bed. "Where's the letter and picture?"
she asked. Shane again looked at her in confusion. Frustrated, Jaylynn dropped
to her hands and knees by the bed and began searching the floor.
"Uh, Jaylynn, this is a nice view of you and all, but what are you doing?" Shane
asked from where he was on the bed. "looking for the picture and the letter..."
Jaylynn's mumbled replied came from under the bed.
"What Letter? You aren't making any sense again." Shane told her. Jaylynn sat on
the floor, near tears. "I had a letter taped to my door from that stalker,
Angel's Keeper. He said something in the letter about how now that you were out
of the way, he and I could be together. He included this picture and it was
taken down in the lobby when I arrived. I met this sweet girl named Leslie. I
took a picture with her and he took a picture of us too. On the picture he wrote
that maybe we can have a girl like her, or if I want, he can get me her. I
freaked. I ran into the bathroom and...uh, threw up. When I went to splash water
on my face, I looked into the mirror and it said, "I am my Angel's Keeper"
inside a heart." Jaylynn tearfully told him.
Her brown eyes searched his face, looking for any sign that he believed her. She
found nothing. "Jaylynn, baby, are you sure you weren't dreaming or something?"
Shane asked. "Do I look like I was dreaming? What the hell happened out in the
hallway?" Jaylynn asked, anger creeping into her body.
"You were freaking out and then you just fainted. I Found your room key in your
hand and brought you inside." Shane told her. He moved from the bed to slide
down onto the floor next to her. "Jaylynn, I know you are still angry at me, and
you have every right to be...but I want you to stay in the penthouse with me
tonight. If that stalker was in here, then you aren't safe. You can sleep in the
bed and I'll take the couch. But i want to know you are safe." Shane told her.
Jaylynn almost argued but she wanted someone to take care of her. To keep her
safe. Shane would do that. Once Jaylynn nodded Shane spoke again, "And i think
that you shoudl stay with someone from now on. It can be Amy, Trish, anyone. I
just don't feel you should be alone until this creep is caught."
Jaylynn nodded as Shane helped her to her feet. He grabbed her bags and Jaylynn
grabbed her cell phone, before following him. She slipped her cell into her
pocket, next to her room keycard.
Chapter 25