Shot in the Dark

Chapter Three

"Dad?" 

I didn't see him anywhere. I scanned the crowd,and got nothing.

"Looking for this?" Bray had my dad. I took a deep breath before freaking out. I knew my dad better than this. I motioned for the ref to give me a Mic. "Are you fucking crazy? Do you know who you're dealing with?" I yelled. "All you have to do to end this is join us. Join us and we wont hurt daddy dearest." He smirked. "Let him go,and I won't have to come back there. And if I come back there,you won't like who I bring with me." He smirked,walking over to my dad. He picked him up by the throat,throwing him into a glass window. I dropped my mic,walking backstage. "I need Undertaker and Hunter. Now." I growled. Once I found them,I drug them around the arena without words. "We have no idea where he is,Lex. This is Bray's favorite game." I stopped for a second,thinking. There was one place that was my favorite spot to go when I will little,because no one knew where it was. "Follow me." We ran down into the basement of the arena,and off of the basement was a door. I took a deep breath opening the door. There was shattered glass everywhere. "He's in here somewhere." I stepped forward. "Lexy,no!" Hunter yelled,reaching out for me. I felt my body hit the floor,my head bouncing off of the concrete. I had been speared through a wall. 

I let out a cough,trying to get up. "Lexy,Lexy! No,no,no. Stay!" I looked up,seeing Jon above me. I heard others yelling. Joe,Colby,Mark and Paul were dealing with the Wyatt boys. I rolled over,coughing. "Where's my dad?" "Doctors. Where you should be. Come on,I'll take you." I stood up,falling into him. He immediately picked me up,rushing me to the Medical room. He laid me down as the other boys followed in. I sat up,with my back against the wall,taking a deep breath. "You really need to lay down." Paul ordered. "Where's dad?" "Hey Lexy. What do we have going on here?" The doctor sat in front of me. "I got thrown through a wall. My head in the concrete." "She got speared through a wall." Mark corrected. "Where is my dad?" "I need to asses you,before we go any further." I scooted forward,starting to panic,they were avoiding my question. The doctor looked me over,as I scanned the room. "Paul,where is my dad!" I yelled. "He's still getting fixed up. But you need to focus on you right now,little lady." He sighed. "Yes sir." I groaned. "Please lift up your shirt. We've got to see if you have splinters." I took off my shirt,laying on my stomach. "I swear to God. Those boys are dead. I want a fair fight with them." I glared at Paul. "You know the rules now,Lex. You know that Era is long gone." Mark said. "Well then let me bring it back. You can't stop it if it's what the fans want. What I want. I'll sign the contract and everything." "We will talk later." Paul said. "This one may hurt,it's pretty deep." Max,the doctor said. "Jon?" "Yes." He said,kneeling down by me. "Thank you guys for being there." Max dug deep. I put my face in the bed,gripping the sheets. I took a deep breath,trying not to yell. Jon sweetly grabbed my hand,as Max finished up. He bandaged me up,wrapping my ribs. "Please,Lexy. Take it easy." I nodded,eyeing the door. "You can go." "Thank you." I jumped up,running for the door. On the other side,I met my dad. "Daddy!" I jumped on him. "Baby. Hi." He took a relieved breath. "Are you okay?" "I'll be fine. I'm worried about you." "Dad,I'm good." He looked behind me,cocking his head to the side. I turned around seeing five men behind me. "They all helped me find you. And helped me." "Thank you gentlemen." My dad wrapped a careful arm around my waist. "Come on,dad. We need to get you rested up." We went back to the hotel,where I got him set up in his room with everything he needed. "Sweetie,please. Calm down. I can do this,you need rest as well." "I've got to get better. I asked Paul for a match with the Wyatt brothers." My dad's face went pale. 

"No. Absolutely not."