Randy Orton never thought he'd have to hear about Elizabeth Bradley after she broke his heart way back in 2004. Now seven years later he's in for the shock of his life when Raya Bradley her thirteen year old daughter is back looking for the only father she ever knew. Along the way she meets some help from some very unexpected people.

Randy Orton grunted as he walked down the service ramp. His head was pounding after taking that shot to the dome with a steel chair. He felt like his head was going to split in half. This was not a good night to bother him, all he wanted to do was sleep. He knocked on the door hoping his driver would answer. When he got no response he sighed and reached into his pocket pulling out his keys. Thank goodness he had a tour bus, there was no way he'd be able to drive tonight.

The sight before him struck him utterly off guard. There was a black haired girl holding a knife to the ribs of his driver. The poor man looked petrified. Randy's eyes narrowed. He growled at the young child. She smiled forgetting what she was doing and Randy took that moment to strike. He quickly grabbed her wrist in a vice like grip causing her to scream and simultaneously drop the knife. The driver gasped with relief and Randy pulled the girl close to his face.

"What do you think you're doing?" Raya shook the cobwebs out of her head and smiled at Randy.

"Daddy." Randy shook his head violently. He wasn't anyone's father. Raya noted his utter disdain and took a step back attempting to wrench herself out of his grasp. It didn't work, Randy only tightened the grip.

"Look kid I don't know what kind of delusion you're on, but I'm not your father. I'm not anyone's father." Raya felt her world start to slow down. He didn't want her. She'd try again, she had to.

"Don't you remember me? It's me Raya." Randy raised his eyebrow slightly. "Raya? Little black haired girl with big green eyes who you used to monkey flip?" Randy looked down in deep thought. "Please Daddy, remember it's me Raya, Raya Bradley." The last name slammed the recognition into place for him. Lizzy Bradley, the girl that had stolen his heart and promptly broke into a thousand pieces. He'd loved her with all his heart for just under two years and treated her daughter as his own, then one day he'd come back to find the house empty and a note that said, 'it's over'. No explanation, no nothing. Randy felt the pain rise back into his eyes. He started to shake. Raya backed away slightly as Randy's hand had let go of her wrist.

"Raya," he said calmly. Raya took a deep breath, he remembered.

"Daddy." Randy shook his head.

"I'm not your father, I could've been, but I'm not." Raya felt the air leave her chest.

"Daddy how can you say that?" Randy held his hand up.

"My name is Randy, not Daddy." Raya nodded almost choking on the air that was in her throat. "So what do you want? Did LIzzy send you here to butter me up?" Raya looked down and shook her head. She didn't want him to see the tears in her eyes. "Well I have to get going. Go find your mom and tell her I said hi." Raya looked up in shock, he couldn't send her back there. Before she could protest Randy had picked her up and carried her down the steps and off of the bus. Raya couldn't believe what was happening.

"Dad-I mean Randy, please can I stay with you?" Randy shook his head and threw her knife at her.

"Don't get yourself killed." With that he turned back around and the door closed behind him. A few moments later the bus pulled out of the parking lot. Raya kicked the cement parking block.

"Now what am I gonna do?" She wanted to cry but she couldn't. She was too angry. She'd spent the last two years looking for him and now when she finally found him, she'd blown it. Angrily she grabbed her bag and turned to walk off. Aaron was right, this was a waste of time. She was so stupid. "Stupid stupid stupid!" She was so upset with herself. Grunting she took a deep breath. No time to sulk, now she need to find a way back to the house, no wait the shed. "So much for believing in happy endings."

"Well I wouldn't give up that easily." Raya turned around to see a blonde haired man smiling at her.

"I would," she said as she looked at the place where Randy's bus had once been. The man walked up behind her.

"I saw that, what was that all about?" Raya turned and looked the man in his eyes.

"Why should you care? I don't even know your name." Raya knew exactly who he was, but she wouldn't tell him that.

"I'm Chris and I like long walks on the beach." Raya rolled her eyes. "Now that we have that out of the way, I care because you seem entirely too young to be left alone out here, and secondly I saw Orton practically throw you off of the bus." Raya looked down.

"Yeah, not my best moment." Jericho smiled.

"Yeah probably not." He looked at the ground and then back up at her. "So you gonna tell me what that was all about?" Raya sighed, what'd she have to lose?

"Promise not to tell anyone?" Jericho nodded. "No, I need you to say it. Promises have more meaning when you say it."

"Alright then I promise not to tell anyone." Raya took a deep breath.

"Randy was my mom's boyfriend from the time I was about five until I was seven. He was the first and only father I ever really had. He used to take me to the park, watch movies with me, hold me when I was scared, you know stuff you'd want your father to do. I used to call him daddy, well that was until my mom made us move. I hadn't seen him since. Until tonight." Jericho was confused, his heart broke for the kid.

"So why'd you guys move?" Raya shrugged.

"We didn't have enough money to pay for the house with all the medical bills and my mom didn't want to tell Randy she was sick."

"Sick?" Raya nodded. She spoke with her head down.

"Cancer." Jericho, couldn't help but feel sad, she was so young and had gone through all of this.

"So why did you want to find Randy?" Raya was silent for a while, then she spoke.

"Um, my mom died almost three years ago and I haven't had a family since. Foster home to foster home. I just wanted my dad back so I could feel loved again." She sighed. "I guess that was too much to ask. I knew I shouldn't have come here." Jericho wanted to kick Randy's head in.

"Did you tell Randy all of this?" Raya shook her head.

"He didn't give me the chance." Chris's blood boiled.

"Come on."

"Huh?"

"Come on, we're going to get a hotel tonight and then regroup tomorrow. You're gonna get your chance to tell Randy your story." Raya just looked at Chris. She didn't trust him, nor did she trust anybody for that matter. Her trust had been broken too many times for her to just give it out. "Look, I promise you I don't mean you any harm, I just couldn't live with myself if I left you alone out here when your father is just a town away. Trust me?" Raya thought of a moment and then nodded. This was a big leap of faith.

"Ok."

Randy was laying in his oversized bed at the back of the bus fingering the old worn out picture of him, Lizzy, and Raya. He'd loved them so much. No pain had ever cut him like it did when he came to their house and saw that they'd moved out. It seemed in one instant he'd lost everything he cherished. Apart of him had died that day. He'd lost his ability to love and he didn't know if he'd ever get it back. He sigh and set the picture down. "Lizzie, why'd you do this to me?"

Chris pulled into the parking lot of the hotel and sighed. How did he always get himself into these situations? Ugh, what would he do if Randy denied the kid forever? He couldn't send her back. Foster care isn't the desired place for a child. He sighed. Chris couldn't help but to smile as he saw the peaceful expression on Raya's face. She looked extraordinarily beautiful as the moonlight hit her face. How anyone could ever turn their back on this, he'd never know. He tried to wake her up, no luck. Grunting he got out of the car and walked into the hotel ready to check in. He really needed some sleep. He was grateful that he only had two bags to carry in, hers and his. As quietly as he could he grabbed them and crossed hers over his shoulder. He could come and get his after he got her settled. As gently as he could he picked her up and carried her into the hotel. Chris was surprised by her weight, she was very light. He knew she was skinny but this was ridiculous. Not knowing what to do about her clothes, he just decided to let her sleep in them. He gently placed her on the bed and covered her up. He'd be fine on the couch for a night.

The next morning Chris woke up and boy was he wrong. He'd NEVER sleep on the couch again. His neck was stiff as a board. Sighing loudly he sat up. He needed to go and get his bag from downstairs. The trip was a relatively quick one and when he returned he was shocked to see what was in front of him. The blankets were on the floor and Raya was tossing and turning violently. "Mama, come back. No don't leave. Don't leave me." Chris's heart broke. The kid had been through so much. Hoping to alleviate some of her pain he walked around the bed and gently tried to shake her awake. At first she didn't stir, but then she awoke violently with a start. "Daddy?" She said as she looked around, but then nothing. Angrily she lay back on the bed. Why didn't anything ever turn out right for her?

Chris just sat there on the bed, not really knowing what to do, so he'd just sit there. He really wanted to help this kid. Somehow he'd have to find a way to get Randy to understand that she was a human being in need of love. He couldn't turn his back on her. "Chris?"

"Yeah?"

"Don't tell anyone about this, ok?" Chris chuckled.

"Ok." Chris turned to her. "You need to get dressed, we have a long drive ahead of us." Raya grunted, she hated long car trips. "Come on now, take a shower, we need to be on the road in an hour." Raya glared at him.

"I don't take orders." Chris raised his eyebrows.

"Oh really? Well I bet you take requests right? Like number one on the Discman I'm requesting that you take a shower so we can leave." Raya rolled her eyes and slid off the bed. Chris waited for her to fully enter the bathroom and then pulled out his cellphone.

"Hunter? It's me Chris. There's something you need to know."

Randy grunted he hadn't slept well at all. All he could hear was a young girl screaming for her daddy. He was sick inside. There was no way he could let this happen. He'd have to work tonight and he hadn't slept. Ugh! No matter what he did, his mind seemed to return back to Raya. Her big green eyes were haunting him. Everywhere he turned he saw her pleading eyes. It was causing an ache inside of him, he couldn't help it, he'd have to turn his emotions off. He had to protect himself. His cellphone rang. "Hello?"

"Randy, it's Hunter, we need to talk."

Raya looked around in awe as she saw the hustle and bustle of Raw. Who knew they had to be there at two to put on a show that starts at nine? She was walking around while Chris got a massage while reading through his lines. Raya couldn't help but to feel warm inside. The new clothes Chris had bought her were kind to her skin and gave her a new sense of pride. It had been a long time since someone had given her something honorable. Quickly she was pulled into a dressing room. "Ray." Raya took a deep breath trying to regain her composure.

"Da-uh Randy," she said with a steely cold voice. He went to hug her but she stepped backwards. Randy sighed, he hadn't meant for this to happen. She was cold and distant towards him. Randy looked down at her. She'd grown a foot since he'd last seen her, her long black hair was definitely the source of her beauty as it highlighted every feature on her face.

"You're so beautiful." Raya rolled her eyes…guilt.

"Yeah I was this beautiful last night too." Randy chuckled, she still had her mouth.

"Ok, I deserve that."

"Yep." An awkward silence consumed them. Neither of them knew what to say. Raya decided enough was enough and turned around ready to walk back out of the door. Randy stopped her.

"Ray, I'm sorry about last night." She raised her eyebrow. "I am, I wasn't thinking straight. I love you, I do, it's just after seeing you it brought back a lot of pain." She scoffed, he had no idea. "Anyway, I'd like you to come and travel with me." Ray's heart stopped in her chest.

"What?"

"You know, like a real family." Ray was ecstatic that was her dream. She wrapped her arms around him and Randy returned the hug. "Just you and me." Raya's senses stiffened. What did he know? She took a step back.

"Why?" Randy was confused.

"Huh?"

"Last night you wanted nothing to do with me, now you want us to be a family…why?" Randy opened and closed his mouth. "Someone told you didn't they?"

"No."

"Don't lie. You know she's dead. You're only doing this to clear your conscience, right?" Randy was confused he didn't see what was so bad about that.

"Well yeah," Raya's eyes popped out of her skull. "wait no, I didn't mean it like that." She shook her head and walked out.

"I don't want you," she tossed over her shoulder. She briskly walked back towards Chris's locker room. She threw the door open and started to rant. "You PROMISED!" Chris shook his head, Randy was a moron. He stood up.

"I know, I was only trying to help." Ray looked at him like he had six heads.

"Yeah, you're right you helped alright. Now I have a father who only wants me to clear his conscience. I'm so sick of being everybody's burden! I never asked for any of this." She shook her head furiously. Chris stepped forward. "Look, you know what? Just leave me alone." She turned around and sprinted out of the room, down the hallway, and out of the building. Tears threatened to fall but she wouldn't let them, so much for trusting him. He was just like everybody else…a liar.

Chris was looking all over the building for her. He felt like a jerk for breaking his promise. He knew what he was doing but how was he supposed to know that Randy would be an idiot. Chris was starting to panic. This arena was huge for all he knew she'd hit her head and was unconscious somewhere. He wanted to throw up. Hunter walked up behind him. "Find her?" Chris shook his head.

"Where's Randy?" Hunter gave Chris a look.

"In catering."

"What you mean he's not even looking for his daughter?"

"She's not his daughter according to him, all she is, is his ex's kid." Chris sighed, the kid didn't deserve the cards she'd been dealt… no one did.

I know I polled you guys but I sorta took all of the feedback you guys gave me and went from there. This story will include, the undertaker, HHH, Jericho and randy obviously. :D Let me know that you guys think. As always suggestions are beautiful and reviews are fabulous. :D