The nine-year old flinched as she heard her father throw another bottle against the wall. She hugged her knees and buried her face into her knees. She didn't move and she wasn't even sure she took a breath until she heard her door open. "Hey monkey." She instantly perked up and watched as her older brother, Jacob, came in and gently shut the door. The two looked alike despite the five-year age gap. Similar brown hair and green eyes made it appear they could be twins. Jacob crawled up beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders and gently loosed the card deck from the death grip she had on it. "Did he hurt you?" Jessie sniffled. "No Jay Jay. He hasn't been in here yet."

He rubbed her shoulder. "I locked the door so he won't be able to either." She smiled at the protective move. He shuffled the card deck. "Want to play a game?" Cards always made Jessie feel better. But not this time. She sniffled and looked at Jacob. "Can we watch the old Wrestlemania video?" Jacob grinned. Wrestling was the only thing other than cards that made Jessie feel better. She didn't just love watching it, she wanted to be a wrestler. He ruffled her hair. "Sure kid."

After Jacob had put the tape in, they huddled together and watched a Shawn Michaels match. Halfway through the show, Jessie had fallen asleep on Jacob's shoulder. He turned and looked at the peaceful look on his sister's face. He rubbed her arm. He wanted Jessie to become a wrestler so she could be successful. To make a name for herself. He leaned close and whispered. "One day kid. One day you're going to be in that ring. And when you are, you gonna blow us all away."


A/N: A brand new story! For those who followed Black Wings, I am currently in the process of re-writing. But this is Jessie's story. I only own Jessie, her brother and one other character who will appear later down the road. Read and review. I value feedback :)