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~*Dream. My life has been a dream. My life has felt like a dream. From the moment I've gained a name in the sports-entertainment industry it has felt like a dream. The reactions I've received all across the globe and my stay in the Chaos Heat Zone has felt so surreal. I remember the days in my training when I was around 20 years old where guys would say I sucked. That I didn't have what it takes to succeed in wrestling and in life. Boy times sure do change. Not only am I succeeding in the business I grew up loving, I'm succeeding in life. I have a wonderful wife and a child that should be due next year. So far my life has felt like a roller coaster at Six Flags. It's been a long wait but I'm finally here and I'm ready for any sorts of pitches life will throw me. My life in the past month has felt overwhelming. I'm overwhelmed by joy and I'm overwhelmed by sadness. The shocking news of the death of my mother Sheryl Andretti has put me into a state of sadness and lonliness. Knowing that from this moment on that my mom won't speak to me is very depressing. But I know that she's in the hand of someone who will take care of her. At least I can say that she's with my father and also with my heavenly father. My life has had it's ups and downs but at the end of the day I can say that I'm proud. Proud of having J Stevenson as a friend, proud of what my parents taught me and proud of myself Sean Andrew Andretti. Dreams are what makes reality come true and as of this moment my dream is to become the CHZ World Heavyweight Champion. One day my dreams will come true.

The last few weeks for me have felt awful. During my non-title tag match I tweaked my semi-injured knee but it wasn't serious but I was granted the week off to heal it. I feel great for the time being but now I find out that our tag title match is now a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match. I have never competed in these sorts of matches with such torture to a human anatomy. Who knows this match might end my career. I've had this knee injury since late 2001. Some said I should get it checked out but I couldn't endure the surgery and rehab so I've been wearing a knee brace. If this match get as brutal as I believe it will be then I'll be in trouble. Everyone knows the Elite Impact Players will be the new CHZ Tag Team Champions it's just a matter of how we win it. Heaven and Hell might not even show up but I doubt to believe that. These two men better be in for and ready for a fight and a war because we are.

My training last night was absolutely brutal and strenuous. I was so wiped out I just tried to my hardest in the honor of Sheryl not to pass out or fall asleep. Did I pass out? I'm not sure but I do remember the funeral and my mom being great. I paid my last respects and now it's time for my turn. My turn for when death calls me and I answer. Until then mom we're all gonna miss you.~*

"Sean!" A familiar voice is heard am I still dreaming?

"Sean, wake up!!" The voice turns from a whisper to a normal voice. The sound of a female who could it be, am I dreaming?

"Wake up, honey" A kiss is felt on my right cheek as my eyes start to lift. Not seeing clearly at this point, I begin to rub my eyes and on top of me is my lovely wife Stacy Andretti. Her black flowing hair, her luscious lips, her hot body and those sexy brown eyes of hers are staring me in the face as I begin to smile knowing that any man would love to waken up this way. Stacy is so fine and I'm glad she chose to marry me. We are both looking at each other exchanging smiles as I look down and see that I am not wearing a shirt but I am wearing my dress socks and pants I wore when I attended my moms funeral. Stacy runs her hands down and across my chest as she leans over and we share a passionate kiss to start off our morning.

"Finally you're up, you must have been tired from last night"Stacy said as she starts to get up and get the appropriate attire on to get ready for the day ahead.

"Well I did some furious training, washed off and rushed to the funeral. It's nice that we paid our last respects, my mom was a lovely woman" I said as I start moving to the edge of the bed and shake out any cobwebs that's left. I'm still feeling the aching effect of my training but I guess it'll wear off as time rolls by.

"Sean throw on your rob and get ready. I have something to show you" Stacy said as she left the room. At this time I am undressing getting for whatever Stacy has planned and I throw on some pajama pants, my robe and head to towards the bathroom. I get to the sink and run some cold water. Then I start to splash it in my face. Soon after I grab my blue toothbrush and proceed to brush my teeth. Later on I put some Listerine in my mouth, gargle and then spit it out. Stacy walks in as if something is turning her on and she leads me down the hallway and into her own personal room where the cries of a baby is heard. There is a baby in a basket and I'm wondering what the hell is going on and is this some prank?

"What the....." Stacy interrupts my words as she picks up the baby boy from the basket and starts to show her motherly love.

"Sean this is what I wanted you to see, someone left their child for us" I am in a state of shock. How the hell could some tramp come through our security cameras and plant some child at our door for us to take care of...that bitch!!!!!

"Stacy w-w-we can't just take care of this child. Think of everything that's going for us. My career and our baby that's coming up. We cannot maintain two children at this time and you know it. Plus how the hell did the person who put this child here get through security cameras. Gilbert should've saw it hell he's on lookout anyway." A face of anger but confusion comes upon my face as Stacy sets the baby who has stopped crying back in it's basket.

"Sean, the baby looks so cute and look at him" I look over at the baby but I fold my arms and don't look too impressed.

"And besides if we get rid of the baby who's gonna take care of him?" Stacy and I lock eyes and I walk away to the door and then stop.

"Stacy I'll be right back." Stacy nods and goes to the basket that rests on her bed as I walk up some stairs and open the door. Inside I see little screens and buttons and in the middle of it all lies Gilbert. Me and Gilbert have been friends for sometime now and he's lazy but also never let's me down. I hired him because he's tough. Dammit he's 6'8 nobody would dare fuck with him and that's why I hired him. God knows what else could've happened if Stacy didn't wake up and find this child at our front door. Gilbert is sleeping and snoring very loud but maybe with a little whisper he can hear me.

"Gilbert, get up" No dice. It isn't working but instead he starts to snore louder. This has been the only time 'Bert has let me down and the bastard is gonna get it.

"GILBERT GET THE FUCK UP!!!!!" I yelled as Gilbert gets up in attention. He yawns and then rubs his eyes and mouth as he stands.

"Yes Mr. Andretti, what can I do you for?" 'Bert is an innocent guy and maybe he meant no harm but still this child need parents and we also could've been robbed.

"'Bert I hired you as my one and only security officer. I hired you because your big, strong and intimidating to thieves out there who want to rob us. Gilbert you've never let me down until now" Gilbert gets a little sad and sits down in his comfortable leather chair that I bought and provided for him.

"'I took you in man. I turned you from a bum on the cold hard streets of Montreal to a bodyguard and security officer of my estate and this is how you're gonna go and repay me?" I said with such anger and a convincing voice that he might get the idea that I might fire him. Gilbert probably expects it too and maybe he will. 'Bert then begins to cut me off.

"Look Mr. Andretti, I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused and if you don't want me here I'll leave" Gilbert gets up and heads for the door as I push him down into his seat.

"You aren't going anywhere because I didn't fire you. This is just a warning 'Bert...NO SLEEPING ON THE DAMN JOB!!!!! Got it?" Gilbert nods his head as a smile approaches his face.

"Yes sir, I understand you loud and clear but besides my sleeping why are you angry today?" Gilbert said I thought he would've realized that the house could've been robbed but they don't teach common sense on the streets.

"First off 'Bert don't call me sir or mister. It makes me sound old call me Sean. I'm your friend not your boss. Secondly while you were dozing off and catching Z's some guy or woman left their baby at our doorstep now we have to care of it and I can't do it with my busy CHZ road schedule" Gilbert nods as he thinks of an idea. It doesn't take him long.

"We can take 'em. Me and Monica were talking about having kids of our own and having this child to take care of will be a big step and a big help. I think we're ready for it." Gilbert said. Well if it ain't like good ole 'Bert to think of an idea when I need it....he's a good friend.

"Well good for you Gil. I think you should share the news with Stacy who's downstairs in her room babysitting. Congrats 'Bert." Gil is on his way out and he turns around.

"So what are you gonna do with your TLC match at Retribution, Sean?" Gilbert asked. I looked at him and threw a smile again.

"Well duh...win like always now GO!!!!!" Gilbert flashes a thumbs up as I can hear his footsteps running down the stairs. It's always good to have loyal friends. Tonight we pack up and leave...next stop Nashville, Tennessee.

~*The scene fades while he looks at a screen with Stacy helping Gilbert out of the house with a carriage. Gilbert waves at the camera as 'Bert leaves as Rage puts on the alarm for the house just in case anyone dares trespass.~*

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