I was brought out the day dream I was currently having and turned toward my older sister Jennifer. She was looking at me from across the kitchen island in her home. I smiled at her and nodded my head while I took a sip of the glass of wine set out before me.

"Yeah sorry Jenn, I was just thinking." I said with that same smile on my face.

"Oh yeah?" She replied as she leaned forward on the counter top of the island. She had her arms folded under her chest as she stared at me couriously. "Just what was it you were thinking about?"

"Just this and that, nothing real major." I said with my eyes cast downward as I cupped the glass of wine with both hands. I brought it to my lips and began to drink it.

"Somehow I think you're lying to me and that it is something major but I won't rag on you. When you're ready to tell me, you will."

Damn her! She always had a way of just looking into my eyes and know exactly what I was thinking or feeling. She knew I was thinking heavily about Sean Galen and the life together we should have been living at that time; a life with our son where we were married. That wasn't to be. I wasn't sure if things would ever be how they were supposed to. Maybe I was destined to be a single mother of a little boy who's father was too wrapped up in his career to make his family his first priority. I hated coming down on Sean like this but how could I not? This was not the first time I felt he had abandoned me and it wasn't just me he was abandoning this time, it was his infant son to.

"What's there to tell Jenn? I'm thinking about my new career in NLCW and just how Sean is going to react to it."

"Well..." Jenn began after drinking more wine, "I am going to go out on a limb and predict that Sean is not going to be thrilled with this one lil' bit. In fact I'm positive he is going to hate this."

"And why is it any of his business where I'm working?" I asked her.

"For starters he is the father of your son and your fiancee, or did you forget that little fact." Jennifer said as she stood straight up and turned to put her empty glass in the sink.

"Of course I didn't forget that Jenn." I said as I placed both palms of my hands on the counter top and stood to my feet. "Every day since Sean left there hasn't been one hour that goes by that I don't think about him and how things should be instead of how they are."

"Then if that's the case, why aren't you wearing your engagement ring? Just because you guys are on a break doesn't mean you guys are broken up. He loves you and I think he has every right to get upset about where you are working now. I guarantee he is going to be worried about you getting hurt or even worse." Jenn replied. For some reason she was always one of Sean's biggest supporters, even after I caught him cheating on me with Salem.

"Listen I don't want to discuss this right now, in fact I wanna drop it Jenn. Sean has all sorts of shit going through his head right now and there is no telling when or if ever he is going to be ready to get things back on track. Sitting around and waiting for him is not the route to go, in doing that all I will do is drive myself crazy. I need to get on with my life and plan for it as if Sean and I aren't ever going to reconnect..." I said this and then looked at her. She was taken aback by what I said. "You know I think I need to go and take a hot bath and then lay with Dylan for a little while."

I didn't wait for her to respond as I turned on my heels and walked toward the oak staircase that led up to the second floor. I made it to the room that I was staying in where my little Prince slept. I walked over to the cradle he was sleeping peacefully in and peered down at him. He looked like such an angel with that sandy blonde hair and small, innocent smile playing across his lips. He had his tiny little fists balled up and down at his sides. He reached my hand down and gently brushed his hair back on his head; he didn't wake up but kept on sleeping. "I love you Baby." I said as I leaned down and kissed him gently on the forehead. I then stood straight up and turned toward the adjoining bathroom but not before taking one last look at the most important male in my life.

I walked into the guest bathroom and turned on the overhead light. The whole bathroom lit up quickly as I walked over to the seperate shower, I opted to take a quick shower instead of the bath. I just wanted to crawl into bed and cuddle with my little one.

I stood in front of the bathroom vanity mirror and slid off my top I was wearing and then worked my way down to my denim jeans. I unbuttoned them and slid them off. I looked at myself in the mirror, so much had changed inside and outside of me since Sean walked out on us almost two months ago. My breasts were fuller and I was more fit, I had grown my hair even longer. When I leaned in closer and looked at my face in the mirror I noticed that my eyes had lost some of that light they took on a year ago. I hated how Sean's leaving had made me feel but there wasn't anything I could do about it; I loved that man and wanted to be his man.

I ran a hand through my long blonde hair and straightened my back; I reached back and unhooked my pink lace bra, letting it fall to the ground. I then slid off my matching lace panties and let them lay on the floor beside the bra. I walked over to the shower and stepped inside, I quickly turned the water onto steaming hot. The water pouring down onto my skin was so hot but it felt so good. The stress of eveything going on had left me with this cold and empty feeling all over my body. I couldn't put my finger on why the hot water was making me feel better but it was. I guess it might have been because I felt as if I was taking the next step on becoming an independent woman. I had a career to begin and a son to take care of.

Maybe I didn't need Sean, maybe just maybe I could take care of my son and myself alone. I had the strength and drive to do it; the Hannah that had lived a year ago was not this same one speaking to you. That innocent, sweet, and trusting creature was lying in a coma on the brink of death while this new Hannah was beginning to take over my thoughts and personality. She was more cynical and distrusting. The old Hannah had taken a chance on a man she didn't know, hopped a bus to Orange County, and within a couple of days was living with him. This new Hannah would never have done that; she knew better.

I stayed in the shower for a good thirty minutes; during that thirty minutes I lathered myself up with vanilla scented body wash as well as shampooed and conditioned my hair. I grabbed a towel from the towel rack close to the shower and wrapped it around my body before grabbing another one and wrapping my hair up in it. The soft material felt heavenly against my skin as I walked back into the bedroom. Dylan was still asleep as I walked to closet and pulled out a white and black pinstriped man's dress shirt along with a pair of black french-cut panties. I slipped the panties on and then threw on the shirt. I straightened everything up and turned off the bathroom light. I walked over to the cradle and picked up son, holding him close. He seemed to sleep even more peacefully in my arms; I walked over to the bed and pulled back the comforter. I slid into it and laid on my side with Dylan cradled against me.

Looking at that sweet little boy, I wondered to myself if Sean and I would ever reconnect. If we didn't then I would not only raise my son the best that I could but I would also do my best in NLCW. It was time to step up to the plate and show everyone whoever doubted me what I was made of. I was Queen Hannah after all and this is what I was destined to do, or so I thought. Most people in NLCW doubted me and any skills I might of had; that might be the biggest mistake they ever could have made.

-Scene One Cuts Out/Make Way For Scene Two-

A camera had been set up for me just days before my match at Thursday Night Avulsion in a studio sanctioned by NLCW. I was supposed to cut a promo about my match for the NLCW fans along with my opponent Diamond. This would be a chance for me to air my personal thoughts and feelings on my fellow Diva. I sat in a brown leather chair with one leg crossed over the other. I had one arm resting on the arm of the chair while my other hand was gently rubbing my neck. I was there alone as my sister Jennifer was taking care of Dylan for me.

I was dressed for success, I had to give off the impression that I could handle what I had gotten myself into, if not for my sake then sure as hell for Sean's sake. I looked toward the tech guys who were busy finishing getting things set up. One of them turned to me with a plastic cup of coffee in hand.

"Miss Krug, we should be ready for you in about ten minutes. If there's something you need to do before we start filming then you have time to go and do it." He said with a courtious smile on his face.

"Sure...I probably should call and see how my son is doing." I said as I stood up and walked over to my purse. I took out my cell phone and began dialing a number as I disappeared out into the hall. After the number was dialed I pressed send and put it up to my hear. However it wasn't my sister that I was calling, no it was Sean. I had already spoken with Jennifer an hour previously. Before this promo was shot, Sean had to know what I was doing. As much as I claimed that I didn't care what he thought of me wrestling, I was lying. I cared and I cared a hell of a lot. It wasn't long before the ringing went straight to his voice-mail.

"Hey this is Sean and I'm busy...Leave me a message and I'll get back to you."...Beep!

"Sean it's Hannah and I've been trying to call you for the past three days. What I'm doing I don't think you are going to agree with but it's my life...It's like you're not even in it anymore. You don't call to see how Dylan is and God only knows what you're doing. I'm NLCW Sean, in fact I am here in the studio ready to cut my promo for my match against Diamond on Thursday...I don't even know why I'm calling you, you don't care and I'm starting to wonder if I ever mattered to you at all..."

I quickly ended the call as I couldn't say anymore. I already had tears forming in my eyes and I couldn't be all puffy and red eyed to cut my first promo. I shut my phone and walked back into the filming room. Everything was all set up and ready for me. In fact one of the tech guys looked at me as he was standing behind the camera. "Miss Krug, we're ready for you now."

I nodded and walked over to the chair that I was seated in before, taking another seat on it. I folded one leg over the other and clasped my hands so that my fingers were intertwined and rested the palms on my top knee. I sat up straight and looked into the camera with one eyebrow slightly raised and a semi-mischievious smile on my face. The cameraman gave me the cue that it was time for me to speak; I gently nodded, cleared my throat, and began...

"Greetings to all of you watching this, in fact a special greeting goes out to my opponent for this week by the name of Diamond Jones. A lot of you have been extremely surprised to see me in NLCW, well at least not just behind the scenes. It was almost exactly one year ago that I was introduced to all of you in a bar that I worked for located in New Orleans, Louisiana. A lot has happened since then. It almost blows my mind how quickly I went from working in some dive on the outskirts of New Orleans to now working for a fine company such as No Limits Championship Wrestling. Everything can change in the blink of an eye and this past year has been a prime example of just that for me. I entered this world, not directly, but because of relationship with the self-proclaimed King himself, Sean Galen. I truly never thought I would see myself sitting before these cameras expressing thoughts and feelings on a match I am to have; in fact I never thought I would have a match period. However when things change and there isn’t anything you can do about them, one will find themselves doing things they never expected to do. My life and past year have been yet another prime example of this. Things beyond my control have changed and now I find myself sitting here before you, preparing for my first match at Thursday Night Avulsion. Many of you are probably at this point asking yourselves and everyone around you, ‘Well what does Sean have to say about this? I’m sure Sean doesn’t like this one little bit.’ Honestly folks I don’t know how Sean Galen feels about this because I haven’t spoken with the man since before Christmas. As far as I know he hasn’t even tried to contact me. However that’s okay because if need be I will go down this path I have chosen without him."

"Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way, it’s time to focus my attention one hundred and ten percent on my match against Diamond Jones. You know I just met this woman last Thursday and all ready I don’t like her. I know that you’re not supposed to judge a book by it’s cover but honestly she made it pretty damned hard not to dislike her after that little slap she gave me when all I did was introduce myself to her…Diamond I am now speaking directly to you…”

At this point I unclasped my hands and moved them to the sides of me so that they were resting on the seat of the chair. I leaned forward with a very serious look on my face. The look on my face gave the message that I wasn’t going to take any shit from anyone, including some diva who thought she was better then she actually was.

“You really think you’re God’s Gift to men and to this business don’t you? Well in my opinion you haven’t done much to prove that to anyone. Granted this might be my first match and maybe I should be a little nervous about it but truthfully I’m not. When I look at past promos you’ve cut, I’m not impressed at all. In my honest opinion I think you’re trying to put out the illusion that you’re better then you actually are. You may have won that one match you’ve had and technically you are undefeated but after this coming Thursday that will be no longer the case. I’m confident that I have what it takes to win. Yes this is my first match but that doesn’t faze me one little bit. I’m ready for you and anything you may have to throw at me, whether it might be your finisher or some rap where you make up various things about me just so you have something that sounds a little decent and rhymes. Don't kid yourself into thinking that this match is going to be easy Diamond. I may not look it, but I am one of the toughest women you will ever have to face. That's not a threat or a promise, that's just a plain fact. I'm ready for this match and whatever you throw my way. When it comes down to it, I am going to pay you back for that little slap with a hell of a lot more then you could have ever bargained for...You know I'd wish you luck for Thursday Night, but what good is it really going to do you? So Sweetie, I'll see you Thursday."

I finished my promo and was extremely proud of it. I ended saying what I had with a sneaky little smile. After the cameramen had stopped filming, I ran a hand through my long blonde hair, brushing it behind my ears. With my promo finished it was time to go back to Jennifer's and see my little boy while packing to go on the road. It was one of the hardest things I would ever have to do but usually the hardest things human beings have to do are the things that they absolutely have to do, and this was something I absolutely had to do.

-End Transmission