Title: A Time for Family

Author: Music.

Category: WWE/BTVS

Rating:T for teen...cuz I like to swear hehehe

Summary: Joyce is dead and Buffy is alone… until she calls her real father… no not Hank, her real Dad…

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Buffy or WWE…just borrowing with no intent of making money…awww phooey

This takes place during Season 5 of Buffy and WWE circa 2006.

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Buffy Summers sighed as she entered her room and dropped down onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She couldn't believe that just like that, it was over. Her mom was dead, the funeral had been held and it was over. Her mom was gone forever and as much as she wanted to cry, she couldn't. There were no tears inside of her, she was dry.

"Dawn?" She called out, waiting a few moments for her sister to answer before remembering she had gone to spend the night with Willow and Tara.

It was for the better. She just couldn't deal right now and having Dawn glare at her was not something she could handle. She had one more important phone call to make to her father. Not Hank but her biological one. The one no one, not even Dawn knew about. It was one of the main reasons for her mom and Hank's divorce. Hank had found the papers showing that Buffy was not his daughter. She had found out while sneaking in one night after a late night slaying session and had heard them arguing. After the move to Sunnydale, she had cornered her mom about it and after, she got to talk to her real dad who still had small contact with her mom, calling every year on Buffy's birthday to see how she was doing.

Buffy first spoke to him during her 16th birthday and she still talked to him once in a while. She even got to meet him once, that summer she waitressed in LA. She called him near the end of her stay when she found out he was in town. He had known about her disappearance from her mom and was relieved to hear from her. The whole Hell incident aside, he had helped convince her to go home, not really knowing why she had left in the first place, thinking it was everyday family problems.

She hadn't spoken with him since before her mom was first diagnosed. He had no clue she was sick and now she had to make that phone call. He had to know and she needed his help. She didn't have the strength to fight Glory and she had to keep Dawn safe. She couldn't lose her little sister too, even if that meant telling Dawn they were only half-sisters. Yes, Dawn was made from her but somehow, biologically they had different fathers, a question that plagued her to this day but one she had never found out the answer to

Picking up the phone, Buffy sighed as she dialed his number. Luckily he picked up.

"What?" A voice snapped.

"It's- its' me." She managed to choke out.

There was silence then, "Buffy?"

"Yeah." She whispered.

"What's wrong? You didn't run away again, did you?"

"No."

There was silence and when Buffy didn't speak he spoke again.

"You know you can tell me right?"

"Mom's dead." Buffy sobbed.

She had lied to herself, she wasn't all out of tears.

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He threw down the phone and slumped heavily to the bench, his head in his hands. He had just spent the last half hour on the phone talking to his daughter. Joyce was dead, he didn't even know she had been sick, and now all the anger was gone from him. His earlier match forgotten, his anger about losing was forgotten too. All he could think about was Buffy, the pain in her voice as they talked, her requ He threw down the phone and slumped heavily to the bench, his head in his hands. He had just spent the last half hour on the phone talking to his daughter. Joyce was dead, he didn't even know she had been sick, and now all the anger was gone from him. His earlier match forgotten, his anger about losing was forgotten too. All he could think about was Buffy, the pain in her voice as they talked, her request and plea to him and his reply before he could really think about it

Many believed and with good reason that he was the biggest asshole in WWE and he would agree with them. But there was one aspect in his life, one person that he cared deeply for. Buffy. His daughter, his little girl.

He was only 16 when he met Joyce, who was then a few years older than him and in college. She had just had a horrible fight with her boyfriend Hank and had gone off to the party he was at alone. He had hung out with a lot older crowd then so it wasn't rare to see him at college parties and was often mistaken for a college student as well.

So it was that night he had bumped into a drunk Joyce and being equally drunk himself, one thing had led to another, and well it wasn't hard to see where they had ended up.

A few months later, he received a phone call from one very hysterical Joyce exclaiming she was pregnant and with his child. He confessed his true age and she confessed that she was back with Hank and he believed the baby was his and had proposed to her. The two decided it would be best to keep it that way. At least this way, the baby could have a decent life. He was only in high school.

7 months later he received another phone call saying Joyce had a baby girl. The new mother said she had a confidential paternity test done and was right in thinking the baby didn't belong to Hank, but they were married now and she wanted Hank to continue thinking it was his. He had of course agreed knowing he was still much too young. Before they hung up, he asked Joyce to be kept notified of their baby girl and asked what her name was.

"Buffy Anne Summers." Joyce choked out before hanging up the phone.

He called Joyce every year on Buffy's birthday but never spoke to his daughter until she turned 16 and found out the truth, which led to a divorce between Hank and Joyce.

He still kept in contact with Buffy and only met her once but loved her more than anything else. It was something that no one knew because there would be too many people willing to get to him through her, which was why he was thinking that agreeing to her request was not the best idea. But it was too late for that. She needed him and he would be there for her. She was a part of him and as long as she needed him, he would do whatever was in his power to help.

Grabbing his stuff, he stormed into the McMahon office. Vince didn't even look up.

"You had your chance and you lost, there's nothing more I can do."

"Yes, there is." He growled. "I have appearances this week. Cancel them."

Vince looked up. "And why would I want to do that?"

"Family emergency."

The corner of Vince's mouth lifted, thinking he was being lied to. "Since when do you care about family?"

"Since my daughter called, asking for help. Cancel them or whatever, I gotta go to Sunnydale."

"Hunter." Vince growled as he walked away. "Hunter get back here."

But Hunter Hearst Helmsley, or Triple H as he was better known, ignored him and walked out of his office.

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