From UFC... to WWE

Bad News

Brock P.O.V.

It's been two days and nothing as happened. Paul was released earlier today, but Cassie was still unconscious. The doctor's told us that she was in a coma. Stephanie and Hunter came back every now and then, to check up on things, but I stayed. Paul and I would sit and take turns going to get food, drinks or use the restroom.

Call me crazy, but ever since she turned on The Authority, I have cared for her. I hear a knock. I walk over to the door and open it. I see Hunter and Steph, along with Show and Seth. "Why the hell did you bring him?" I point to Seth.

"I came to make sure that Cassie was alright. I do care about her. She is my co worker after all."

"Well do be careful around here. I want no comments at all good or bad." I say crossing my arms.

"Nothing can be promised Brock." Show says.

"He is true." I see Kane walk in.

"Oh great now you're here."

"Hey shut your mouth right now, Lesnar. I don't think that you want start anything here in the hospital."

"Well it would seem the best place for something to happen, if someone was to get hurt." I say taking a step closer to Kane.

"Not that bad of an idea for someone who is more brawn than brain."

"Bitch please. I bet you don't have a brain or even know what a brain is."

"You want to rephrase that? I studied Political Science in college. You didn't even finish college."

"Oh so you want to go there now? The last time I checked I had more championships and more success in the WWE than you. Oh and by the way I haven't even been in the WWE as long as you, and I still have more success than you. So you might want to shut your bitchy ass mouth, before I slug you in the mouth." I hear the door open. I look over Kane's shoulder and see the doctor.

I run over to him. "How is she?"

"She could be better. She's in a lot of pain. Still in a coma, but we found some broken bones and a crack on her right temple. It seemed that she was maybe hit, by a simple punch. Did you see or do it?"

"I would never hurt her. It was her life rival, Cain Velasquez."

"Okay I'll be sure to keep that on file. We have to put every detail in them as we can."

"Okay. How long do you think she'll be in a coma?"

"Comas can range from a few days to months or even years. Knowing what she's been through I wouldn't be surprised if she's in this for a year or two."

"How long would you keep her on machine support?"

"As long as we can. Now I have to go check on a few things, but no need to worry. Knowing Cassie, she'll be just fine."

"Okay." I watch him walk out of the room and down the hallway. I lean up against the wall and hang my head.

"Brock, why don't you sit." Paul spoke.

"I need to stay awake. Just in case Cassie was to wake. I want to be the first to see her, when she does."

"What makes you so special?" Seth opened his mouth.

"Oh finally the city slicker talks. I'm the one that cares for her the most her thank you very much." I say standing straight. I see him get up and walk up to me. Toe to toe.

"I highly doubt you care for her. Really care for her. I bet all you want from her is sex. I say the moment that if you two ever have sex, you'll leave and never go back to her. I bet your ass you'll do that. I'll bet my WWE championship title on it."

"Really?"

"Yes. So here's the deal. You leave her, I keep the title and you relinquish your WWE contract and never come back. If you win, you get the title and I get suspended for a year."

"Oh you've got a deal. I would never leave a woman like Cassie. She is everything I ever wanted in a woman. I love her." I spat.

"I love her too."