Stepping out of my office with my back pack slung upon my back, walking down the hallway as I stuck myself to the wall after a stampede of refs run by. “God it’s never safe back here.” Ungluing myself from the wall as I heard Dave’s music hitting the arena. I hauled ass up to the gorilla position, making my way over near the sound board guys, watching a monitor there. After awhile, I decided to make my way to the curtain and watch with some of the talent, off in the shadows. Making my way to the front as I slid between Scotty and Mark Henry. “Sorry guys..” As I stepped between the curtains and watched with the fans. I had my badge hanging around my neck, with one of Dave’s t-shirts on. I blended in with the crowd, when I went to go into observation.
Watching the match as I made my way over to the ramp as Big Jim saw me. He came walking over as I hopped the railing. “What are you doing out here?” He asked. “Getting a better view. Why?” Shaking his head, “You remember what happen the last time..” Rolling my eyes, “Wasn’t my fault that fan fell on his face. He was drunk and tripped over one of the cords himself.” Jim shook his head, “Just keep out of trouble.” Nodding my head as Big Jim told me to follow him. I followed as the match went on. Stopping as I climbed up as the bell sounded and Dave’s music hit the speakers. He had won his match as I slowly walked up and stood in the shadows, after sliding into the back once again. I had seen the whole match up close, from Big Jim’s post with him.
I stopped at the sound board, looking at the monitor as I heard Khali’s music hit the sound system. “What the hell?” I said as I looked to the sound guy. He shrugged as he pointed to the monitor he was watching, “I had too..” I narrowed my eyes as I watched. I couldn’t interrupt the proceedings. Once I saw Khali enter that ring, I knew trouble was the next step. Nobody couldn’t control the Great ‘Goober’ as I call him. I climbed behind the sound guys and got to the entrance out to the ring and watched from between the curtains.
I removed my back pack and placed it near the sound guys, “Watch that in case I have to go out there.” Nick nodded his head as he knew what I meant by that. I watched the on goings as I kept myself back behind the scenes. I couldn’t stand there and watch Khali decimate David like he was, then try to squeeze his head like a melon. But I had no choice I had to wait. I moved to the side as a few refs ran by to head out there to do something to help. They finally got Khali off of Dave as Khali slowly climbed out of the ring, keeping his back to the entrance way. Looking to the destruction he had made of the new Heavyweight Champion. I backed away as Khali stepped between the curtains as I watched him. I peeked at Nick’s monitor as I heard the ref’s yelling for medics in their communication devices they carried. I heard the conversation as I looked to Nick, “I’m heading out there. Tell the medics to haul ass.” Nick nodded his head as he used a walkie to get a hold of someone. I grabbed another walkie as I placed it upon my belt as I stepped out towards ring side, jogging down to ringside.
Climbing into the ring as Dave wasn’t moving. I knelt down next to him as he was looking up at the ceiling, dazed. One of the refs grabbed me, thinking I was a fan, until I showed my badge. He let me go as I climbed back to Dave. Grabbing the walkie as I got a hold of anybody out back, the medics, trainer and doc were on their way. Dave lifted a hand, plopping upon mine that was upon the mat. Gripping his bloody hand, he had been busted open upon his forehead during his match with Booker. Help finally arrived as a ref dragged me away. I slowly climbed out of the ring to ring side, as the medics and everybody tended to David. I watched as the fans were just as concerned as myself. Dave was packed up on a back board as he slowly lifted a hand to the crowd as the place erupted into cheers as he was placed upon the gurney, to be taken out back to the ambulance waiting out back. The ref from the match came walking over to me, grabbing my shoulder. I stopped as I looked to him, he held the Heavyweight title in his hands. “This belongs to the champ.” He handed the title to me. I nodded as I took the title belt from his hands, following the medics, pushing the gurney with Dave on it out back, taking him to the nearest medical place for a look over. The doc went with him.
Sighing as I grabbed my back pack from Nick, heading to Dave’s dressing room, still carrying his title belt in my hands. Opening up Dave’s locker room door, stepping in as I started to gather his gear to go and be with him. Dave’s door open as my mom stepped in. “Jess?” I walked out from the back part of the locker room. “I’m here mom.” She ran over to me, hugging me gently. “You alright?” I nodded as I looked to her, grabbing a towel, wiping myself up from washing my hands and arms from Dave’s blood. I still had his blood upon my jeans and t-shirt from his hand and arm rubbing against me. “I’m fine mom. This is Dave’s blood not mine. I was just getting his gear and then heading to meet up with him.” She nodded, “I’ll handle the rest of your work if you have any.” “Only thing I have to do is give the guys their schedules.” Taking my back pack off my back, rummaging through it as I handed my mom a folder. “These are them. Names are on them. Get them out as soon as possible. Tell them if any minor problems are there, get a hold of Peter. Majors get a hold of me on my cell phone.”
Evelyn nodded her head, “Go and be with Dave. I’ll meet up with you at home tomorrow.” Nodding my head gently, “If Dave isn’t cleared to travel I’ll be home as soon as I can to help get ready for Christmas. I promise.” Nodding her head gently, “I understand. I’m heading home tonight. John and JC will be meeting us after they tied up loose ends here. Along with the rest of the guys. We have a couple more joining us for Christmas. They have nobody to be with. Jeff and Matt are heading back to Carolina. So that leaves them out.” Looking to my mom as I zipped up Dave’s bag of his gear, “Who’s joining us?” “Rey is one..” Nodding, “That’s cool. Dave will be happy to be with one of his best buddies for the holidays.” Evelyn smiled a bit, “He has a signing during his time off in our area, so he’s staying with us cause of that.” “Make sense. Who else?” Evelyn sighed, “Chris Jericho.” Stopping as I put Dave’s title in his arena bag, looking to my mother. “You’ve got to be kidding me... He’s gonna be all over me again. Dave is going to be in no condition to deal with him.”
Evelyn sighs, “I know. Johnny and John are gonna talk to him. Make sure nothing goes wrong.” Nodding my head, “If he even tries mom, I’ll personally kill him, bury him in the woods.” Giggling as she patted my shoulder, “You’re shopping is done right?” Nodding my head, “When I went home for three days, while Dave was in DC.. I finished, the stuff is buried in my closet in my room. Hiding spot.” Nodding her head, “Alright. I’ll finish mine when I get back tomorrow. Now that we’ve got new guests, I’ve gotta get more.” Sighing, “Don’t be fancy with CJ.. He doesn’t need it.” “No way to be cruel Jessie. After all he is a guest in our home.” Sighing as I picked up Dave’s arena bag, shouldering it, after putting on my back pack. “I know, but doesn’t mean I have to be.” “Try and get a long.” Nodding, “Yea mom. I’ll try, that’s all I can say.” Nodding her head gently, “That’s all I want to hear. Now go and be with Dave. Call with updates.” Nodding my head gently, “If you see John, tell him I’m sorry I got to miss his match.” Evelyn patted her daughter’s shoulder, “He’ll understand. Go and be with Dave. We’ll meet you at home.” Nodding my head as I gave her a quick hug, kiss on the cheek. “Tell John I said to keep an eye on you. He’ll answer to me when he gets back home.” Giggling as she nods her head, “Yes hun. Go.” Nodding as I headed off to our rental, after getting directions from one of the trainers, got the gear in and headed off to be with David.
