The brightness of the sun filtered through the half closed curtains, slowly opening her eyes, Kassie knew it would be another beautiful day, slipping her aching body from the four poster bed, her one extravagant gift to herself, she let her feet hit the wooden polished floor. Sliding the patio door open she walked into the warmth allowing it to heat her up, lifting her face to the sky she loved the sun on her skin, freedom, this was what it was all about freedom from all she had ran from. The blueness of the sky blinded her at times, her eyes drifted down to the harbour, it was still early the trawlers were coming back with their catch hoping to sell it to the café's that would be opening soon. Following the harbour wall her eyes caught the various liner's on the main docks, the whiteness of the flags, gently moving in the warm breeze. Hearing a noise behind her, she looked back smiling as she saw her 4 year old daughter rubbing her eyes, teddy dragging along the floor behind her.

"Mummy, I hungry" dropping to her knees Kassie pulled Elle into her arms, feeling her warm body cuddle into her, she picked her up.

"Well little one what shall we have? We can either eat here or wait till mummy opens the café"

"I wait mummy" the one thing Kassie loved was their time together before the café opened. Paulo the local fisherman and his son would drop their catch off, first thing, she could already see their small blue boat heading into the harbour. By the time she had them both showered and dressed they would all meet for coffee and breakfast, Elle loved it, what she loved was people, helping out at the café as much as she could, for someone as small as she was. Here in the little village the children didn't start school, until they were 5 years old, luckily between the tourists and the villagers she was never short of childminders. Ruffling her daughter's hair, she swung her around, it had been a tough two years, but things were on the up, she could feel it. Since taking the small café on, she had brought it with her divorce and protection money. Their names had been changed due to the court case with her ex husband, he had put both her and their daughter's life in danger, so she had no fear or doubt when the police asked for her help by telling them all she knew. They had moved her from the US to a small Spanish town, just on the Costa Del Sol, it had been hard work Elle missed home, her family, after almost two years, and a lot of confusion, tears and sulks she had settled well at last. They had their small routine, get ready, walk along the beach in the waves to their café. Los Alimo's. Kassie had kept the original name, having found out it was named after the owner's child, lost at sea.

As she got her coffee and Elle her favourite hot chocolate, she got them ready, thinking about what menu to do today. They sold the usual homemade fish soup depending on what catch of the day it was, with rustic bread. Or the various tapas that the villagers loved and tourists came to try. Unlike most places Kassie did not open late, preferring to spend her evenings with her daughter. Her chef had offered to keep the place open over weekends, till late in the summer months, they were just deciding on what hours ready for the new lot of tourists that would hit early next year. It was late October, the schools abroad had broken up for the half term so this weekend she was giving Mika full reign on opening hours. She trusted him 100% not only was he part of Enrico's the old owners family, he was a brilliant cook, her good friend, as well as being assigned to protect her and her daughter should anyone find out who they were.

"Mummy I want to go see Mika and Paulo" she had already had her drink and was waiting patiently in her shorts and t-shirt at the door, sun hat on, with her trainers in her small hands.

"Ok sweetheart" shutting the door behind her to the apartment she grabbed her bag, keys and mobile popping her sun hat on her head Kassie and Elle headed to the beach. Reaching the water's edge they let the coolness of the sea wash over their feet, as they jumped over the waves to the café, not a care in the world.

Mark rolled over in bed falling to the floor, his head hurting how much had he had to drink last night, walking on to the balcony he almost died the brightness of the sun blinding his blood shot eyes. What the hell was he doing in this god forsaken place, he hated the sun at the best of times, and with his character in WWE being The Deadman, he wasn't able to sit on the damn beach, and get a tan. Ok more like seeing which blonde he could pick up and fuck, since he and Michelle had split he had gone on a mission to fuck anything he could, he had no damn respect for any woman, or child for that matter. They fucked with your heart and head, hearing a groan come from the darker side of the penthouse suite he heard his brother getting up.

"Fuck man how much did we drink last night" Glenn wasn't use to drinking like his brother was, however he too was on a mission to fuck anything in sight, his wife or should he say ex wife had done a number on him, taking his or what he thought were his children with her. Both men had been screwed over big time, and their hearts ripped out in shreds, not only by their former partners, but by a woman both men had given their hearts to, and her daughter.

"SHUT THEM DAMN CURTAINS" Mark actually managed a smirk as he heard his brother roar, and being the bastard he was he pulled them open wider

"What's wrong Glenny boy afraid of a little sun"

"FUCK YOU MARK"

"Not today boy did that two days ago or was it three can't fucking remember" walking back into the dark room he threw himself back on the bed. It was their boss's stupid idea to send them on this vacation, something about being good for them to relax, more like no wrestler wanted to get in the ring with them due to not being able to walk out afterwards.

"God why here? why the hell did Vince send us to this hell?"

"It's punishment for us Mark, think we put too many of his wrestlers out so he shipped our asses to this little unknown shit hole in the god damn heat"

"Well I ain't sitting here all day, best cure for a hangover brother dear, is more alcohol and a good breakfast. Get your ass up, and let's head out. I am sure some of those tourist from the liners will be down along the harbour, up to scouting one out and sharing her" seeing the shit eating grin on his brothers face, Mark knew he had thought well. Moving his body into the shower he washed the mess from last night away, feeling slightly more awake, he grabbed his sleeveless black t-shirt and shorts, placed his baseball cap on his head pulling his shades over his eyes, ahh that was better he could actually walk into the sun without it feeling as though a damn freight train was running through his head. Looking up he saw his brother approach, in his t- shirt, denim shorts and shades, both had trainers on. Grabbing the key they headed to reception, walking out into the sunlight, both walked along the beach towards the harbour.

"Morning Paulo, how are you today?" Kassie hugged her friend, as he brought his catch in through the open area of the café.

"Ahh good morning my lovelies we are good, and where is my little one?, ahh there you are princess you get more beautiful everyday Elle and you Kassie you are looking better "

"Thank you Paulo took awhile but yes I am good, and you, and Maria?"

"We are good, and here we have various fish today you make good food, soup"

"Yes oh thank you this is wonderful, please sit we have breakfast before we open the café"

"Of course, I look after little one you go sort out with Mika ok" thanking him she headed into the back towards the kitchen, hearing Mika's voice

"What do you mean they are in the area? Fuck this wasn't meant to happen" her blood ran cold when she heard those words, what wasn't meant to happen? Damn where was her baby?, rushing to the front of the café she was sat happily talking to Paulo, she was safe thank god, but for how long? Who was here?

As the two brothers walked along to the harbour they passed a few small café and bar's opening up. All looked cosy, with their high backed wicker chairs, soft cushions, glass tables, offering full breakfasts, drinks. They carried on until they reached the end cafe, Los Alimo's, overlooking the harbour, from all sides, its whitewashed walls, made it look inviting, it's wicker chairs were more like comfy large sofa's with small tables in between. Mark wanted to sink into one, yet it didn't seem open, he noticed a young child on an old man's knee, not paying much attention. He followed Glenn to the end of the road, nothing there, damn he needed a drink, coffee, alcohol he didn't care he needed something and now.

"Yo Glenn fancy trying that one we just passed"

"Doesn't look open yet Mark"

"Hey I am sure we could get a drink at least" heading back they walked in nodding at the gentleman they sat down on the chair's

"Mummy, hey mummy" not hearing a reply Elle got up and ran towards the back wanting to tell her mum she had some customers as she ran she tripped over Glenn's foot landing straight into Mark

"You stupid fucking kid, get off me" pushing her off he saw her eyes brimming with tears, as blood started to appear through a deep cut on her leg, oh fuck just what he needed.

"HOW DARE YOU SHOUT AT MY DAUGHTER, SHE DID NOTHING WRONG" What with overhearing the conversation that Mika was having and seeing her daughter fall into this man, she was on edge lashing out. No one hurt her daughter no one, looking up she almost fell down in shock what the hell were her ex husband's step brothers doing here.

"WELL DARLIN IF SHE WAS WATCHING… "Mark looked up into a face he knew, brown eyes, long dark hair, where did he know her, glancing over at Glenn he was about to ask when his brother confirmed it

"Vannie what the hell are you doing here?" Glenn was shocked to see her, she may have dyed her hair, but it was certainly their Vannie. Mark was remembering the beautiful woman that had married their half brother, who also sent him down for life. The one that both brothers ached for and loved with a passion, yet never told her, so the little girl must be their niece, their wonderful Sunny, the one they both loved as their own daughter, both wishing she had been, it had almost killed the brothers when she had ran. Mark got up and bent down to the small girl who was still sobbing, his heart breaking that he had hurt his little one.

"Sunny darlin baby girl " Elle knew in her heart she knew these men, not thinking twice she ran into his open arms snuggling into his body, remembering his smell.

"KASSIE WE NEED TO GO TONY'S BRO…." stopping his shouting Mika saw who she was with fuck, how the hell did they find them. How the hell was he going to get out of this situation, surely now Mark and Glenn were here then it wouldn't be long before Tony's sidekicks would join.

"It's ok Mika, Mark and Glenn would never hurt me, they were there for me and Sunny, in fact they loved her like a daughter" pity they didn't love me as their wife she thought to herself.

The wheels were turning in both men's heads she was hiding here for a reason, why had she not trusted them, they had promised to protect both her and Sunny from Tony. Yet their love and protection had not been enough for her and she had ran. Little did either know that she had took the offer of relocation to save her heart from breaking, she had fallen in love with both the brothers, not caring that they shared an unusual sexual relationship, what she didn't think was they cared for her and that broke her.