*!I Get Weak!*

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-Monday Night Raw-

Hayley threw her notebook down on the table and just stared out into space. It was yet another week of the writers shooting down all of her ideas. She was starting to let it eat at her because she was the head writer and if the other writers couldn't get into her motivation, then the job wasn't going anywhere. She liked being this close to the action and so did her friend Amanda. She remembered what Amanda was like after every Raw show, wanting to know what was going to happen next and counting on Hayley to tell her. She liked that she was able to do that for her friend, but with all the writers coming up against her, she wasn't sure if she could do it much longer. It was taking its toll on her body and although she didn't want to admit it, it hurt her pride as well.

"Are they still giving you the brush off?"

Hayley turned around and saw Jeff standing there, waiting patiently for her answer, or even acknowledgment that she knew he was there.

"Yeah, how'd you guess?"

"They hate the fact that someone might have better ideas then they do. Believe me, I've been through that, and so has Matt at some point."

"Will it ever get better?"

"I think so. If you force your point enough times. This is the same group of writers that wanted to put me with Amy when Matt and I were together, so they don't really think all that clearly."

"You didn't end up with Amy though did you?"

"No, because I told them I didn't care what they did to me, I wasn't going to do it. I mean at the time that was my brother's girlfriend, and I had one of my own, why would I want to get involved with something like that right?"

"You'd be asking for trouble. So what are you doing here anyway?"

"I came to visit again like usual. I mean I enjoy staying at home believe me, but there is something about this ring that gets to me ya know?"

"I think I get it. I'm still not down with how the wrestlers feel about the whole job concept, but I can feel where you are coming from. It sounds a lot like your wife."

"She's told you that too?"

"Not in so many words, but it's basically the same thing."

"Well when you are a wrestler, it never really leaves your blood. It's like a lifeline, and without it, you just crash and burn."

"Is that what you call starting a music career and being famous?"

"Yeah in a nutshell. Can't you tell I'm wasting away here?" Jeff laughed and took a seat at the table, across from Hayley.

"Where is your wife anyway? I wanted to thank her for the shopping trip the other day."

"She's off with Trish; planning something again I'm sure. So do you want to tell me what's on your mind here? I mean you have a boyfriend that's sitting in the locker room, with a pained look on his face from lack of seeing you, and you are sitting here looking just as beat up. Are you sure you didn't just wrestle someone too?"

Hayley smiled and flipped open her notebook. Taking a quick glance at the ideas she had posted in there, she sighed openly.

"I'm in here trying to figure out what I did that was so wrong here Jeff. I mean I love this job, its better then working on soaps, but at the same time, it's challenging too. They shot down pretty much everything I said. Minus the stuff with Trish, because it seems they like doing stuff with her involved."

"So tell me your ideas and I will see if they are worth shooting down babe. I'm your ears here."

"I asked for Stacey to be taken away from Andrew, and put on her own, until she finds someone she can really manage well. I think in the long term I want her to wrestle too. She does have those legs as her arsenal."

"Not a bad plan, I think over the long term it could work well. They shot that down too?"

"In a nutshell. They did accept the ideas for Shane though, because well Jim okayed them ahead of time, so it was just me telling them what to write and then reading it all over. They don't want to give Booker a run for the title either."

"Which title?"

"Heavyweight, they shot it down before I even finished. It seems they all like Hunter with it."

"Hunter is part of the family here, and they do tend to go for him, I remember that much. Any tag team stuff you have written in that book?"

"I want more tag teams brought in before I take a stab at that. I adore Kane and Rob, but I see much more for them, god even Steve saw more for Kane on Raw and he's not even a writer."

"I agree, so talk to Vince and see what he can do about some good tag teams for Raw. I mean they do tend to dominate on Smack down huh?"

"Yeah that's the look of it at the moment. I want to discuss this with Jim too, see what he can do for me on the talent end of things."

"Well from what you've told me, these writers are just assholes sweetheart. I mean I see everything you want to see here. I can't see the problem."

"Well it's nice that someone who doesn't work for the company anymore sees my vision."

"I do, but its company politics, and you know what princess? That's the whole reason I left this business. You need to be creative and you need to do your own thing, and people don't get that."

Standing up from the table and grabbing her books, she cast a look at Jeff and smiled.

"Thank you for understanding, but I really should go see Shane. I know his match is probably over now, and I know you said he looked lonely. I don't want to keep him waiting on that."

"I understand, I better go hunt down my wife too, she tends to lose all track of time when she is with the girls."

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"Hey I wondered when you were going to come see me. I was beginning to think you flew home without saying goodbye."

"I would never do that to you Shane, you know me well enough by now. Plus I need a ride. What girl would leave without a ride?" Hayley smiled and kissed Shane gently on the lips. It had been way to long since they'd been alone and she didn't want to waste it.

"So I'm just the ride man now huh?"

"In a nutshell. Honestly though, I'm sorry I took so long getting here, I was going over the meeting in my head and then I talked to Jeff about it."

"He's the best person to sound off on huh? He understands the shit around here better then anyone."

"Yeah I just can't believe they wanted to put him with his brother's girlfriend. That's wrong!"

"It was wrong, so what's the plan now sweetheart? What do you want to do?"

Hayley cast a devious look at Shane and he laughed. They had been getting so close over the last few weeks that Hayley knew she was ready to be with him, in any way that mattered. She liked having an extremely cute boyfriend she could fly home with after every show.

"Okay so we can save that look for later alright? I mean do you want to get out of here and get something to eat? Or just go back to the hotel?"

"Something to eat definitely. I haven't eaten properly all day. So what does Dallas have to offer in terms of good eating?"

"How should I know?"

"You are the resident traveler here Shane, you must know."

"Okay so Denny's rules. You up for that?"

"Denny's is fine. Just let me go grab my laptop and I'll be right." Hayley didn't have a moment to finish her sentence before she hit the floor.

Shane immediately jumped down to the floor. He hadn't seen her faint like this since the first day they'd met after the club. He knew that this time wasn't because she was in shock over seeing him. He pushed her hair out of her face and placed his hands on her cheeks.

"Hayley! Come on now, this isn't funny, please wake up." He shook her gently as he tried to rationalize what had just happened.

At that moment Jeff and Summer made their way into the locker room. They wanted to say goodbye to the guys before they took off for the night. Jeff immediately saw Hayley on the floor and thought someone had taken her out.

"What's wrong Shane?" Jeff exclaimed.

"We were talking, she was going to grab her laptop and then come back so we could. Jesus Jeff, I don't know what the hell happened. All I know is she wont wake up."

Summer immediately pulled Jeff aside as Shane tried to wake her up off the floor. She had an idea of what happened in here but she didn't want to jump the gun too quickly.

"Jeff, take Shane and go get some help alright? I'll stay with her and see if I can do something to make her come too."

Pulling Shane out of the locker room, Jeff booked it down the hall to where all the trainers and on duty doctors stayed. He knew most everyone was done with their matches, but he was hoping that they were still around for those wrestlers that were still hurting.

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"Summer.."

"Yeah Hayley it's me, what happened in here?"

"I don't know. I told Shane I was going to get my bag, so we could leave, and now you're here."

"Did you tell him about?"

"No, because there hasn't been a reason too."

"You need to tell him sweetheart, because right now he and Jeff are going insane looking for someone to help you here."

"I'll be fine now, I just blacked out there for a second or something. Can you help me up?"

"Of course I can, give me a second to drop my bags off my arms."

Summer threw her bags to the floor and put Hayley's arm around her neck. Pulling her to a standing position, the guys came back into the room with a medic.

"Are you alright baby?" Shane asked running over and taking her into his arms.

"I'm fine now, but Shane I need to get home and to the hospital, as soon as we can."

"We can take you to one here; they can look at you and make sure that you really are okay."

"Yeah, whatever, but there's something I need to tell you about, before it gets any worse, because apparently it is, getting worse I mean."

"You can tell me once I know you're alright. Summer, Jeff, are you guys coming with?"

"Of course we are." They said in unison.

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