Title: Daddy Dearest 1/?

Author: Music

Category:WWE

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

Summary: After a shocking ordeal, Catelyn's mother sends her to the father she never knew existed and vice versa. Little does she know this would lead her into the world of wrestling where she meets dear old dad who is in denial of who she is. But with the help of some new friends, she is ready to move on, until tragedy strikes her once more…

Disclaimer: the OC's belong to me… wrestlers belong to the WWE or themselves,

Spoilers: possibly… you want the truth? I haven't watched WWE in months. There I've said it…. I keep up with as much news as I can… Shawn Michaels isn't out on injury, HHH is for the moment... I'll make up my own crap as I got along… use what I want and discard the rest

Feedback: Please

Author's Note: hi, I'm stupid, cuz I started yet another one… I've been working on this one for quite a while and hadn't posted it yet….so i'm a bit ahead,, updates for this all depends on how high in demand they are.. if ppl don't read, or comment much, I don't spend as much time on it.. I go slow.. well it's the truth

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She swiped the back of her hand across her mouth, willing herself to not vomit again. Just as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she fell once more to her knees, vomiting into the grass at the side of the road. When she was done she fell forward on one hand, reaching into her pocket and pulling out her phone, hitting the speed dial on it.

"I need you to come get me." She moaned when the other side was picked up. "I'm…." She stopped and looked around; she had no clue where she was. "I don't know where I am."

The voice on the other side yammered on and she closed her eyes with a sigh, putting her fingers to her forehead. Her head hurt, she couldn't think and having a voice yell in her ear wasn't helping. She closed the phone with a loud resounding click and tossed it aside.

Immediately it began to ring again and she picked it up.

"I don't fucking know where I am." She screamed into the phone before throwing it far from her. She could hear it smash to pieces as it hit the pavement but she couldn't bring herself to care.

THINK. She silently yelled at herself. What the hell had happened? She remembered going to a bar with some new friends from work. Where were they? Why did she wake up alone in an alley? Her panties had been missing and her skirt had been up around her waist, the buttons on her shirt had been ripped but for the life of her she couldn't remember how it had happened.

She thought harder, thinking back to the night. Her friends had been buying her drinks. Oh god, did they slip something into her drink? Why? She remembered not having a lot but by the third she was feeling as though she had about ten and she tried to stop but then he had bought her another one and begged her to drink just one more. And she did. What did he do? Who was it again? Why couldn't she remember him?

Bile rose in her throat as she tried to choke back a sob but she could stop neither from coming forward as she once again leaned over and let everything out.

Headlights flashed in her eyes and she lifted a hand to block it. A door opened and she could distantly hear someone asking if she was okay.

"Help me." She sobbed.

A hand grabbed her arm, trying to help her up but she couldn't keep herself up and collapsed back to the ground.

She could hear another voice now and some of the words. Someone was pointing to her clothes and she could hear the word rape pass through her lips.

She struggled to wrap her mind around it but the task was too difficult, then there was nothing.

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Catelyn Freeborn slowly opened her eyes, squinting against the harsh light. She tried to open her mouth to talk but was unable to make any of her muscles move. Instead she let out a gurgle, causing the person beside the bed to look up.

"Finally, you're awake." The tone was short and abrupt, much like the way her mother dealt with everything. "You know I don't appreciate the way you hung up on me and yelled at me over the phone Catelyn, I was just trying to help you."

She stared at her mother in confusion, wanting to ask when this had happened but she still couldn't make her mouth work.

"And you ruined a perfectly good phone, what were you thinking?" Her mother's tirade continued and Catelyn blocked her out, realizing for the first time she was in a hospital, in a bed with tubes and an IV hooked up to her. Seriously now what was going on? Why couldn't she even lift her right arm?

She closed her eyes, trying hard to think about what had happened.

"Catelyn are you even listening to me?"

"Ms. Freeborn," another voice cut in. "While Catelyn can more than likely hear you, I'm sure she is more than a little confused."

"Why?"

The other voice sighed, sounding tired and Catelyn knew that sigh well. Her mother was a difficult woman, always had been. Whoever it was had more then likely explained this to her several times.

"Catelyn was tested and had the drug rohypnol in her system."

"And I told you my daughter doesn't do drugs."

"I know that Ms. Freeborn. Rohypnol is a date rape drug. Your daughter was drugged by someone and she was raped."

"No, she wouldn't be that stupid."

"No one is. These things unfortunately happen, Ms. Freeborn, your daughter didn't plan it but the drug isn't flushed out yet and she will be experiencing some symptoms."

The voice moved above Catelyn and she looked up at it, a fearful look in her eyes.

"Catelyn, I'm Dr. Watanabe and I've been looking after you. Do you know where you are?"

She concentrated really hard and gave the barest nod of her head.

"Good, do you remember how you got here?"

She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. The doctor wrote something on his chart, a look of concern on his face.

"What's wrong with her? Why isn't she talking?"

"Motor skills are sometimes lost, along with loss of muscle and ability to talk. These affects are just temporary and should be clear in the next 24-48 hours. Catelyn, do you remember what happened?"

She stared at him blankly.

"Do you remember who hurt you?"

Without even realizing it, her eyes closed and within moments she was asleep.

When Catelyn awoke again, the sun was shining in her eyes and she lifted a hand to block it out, groaning as her senses went into overdrive.

"Catelyn, how are you feeling, it's good to see you are awake."

She squinted at the voice, making out a tall man in a white coat.

"Where am I?" She rasped out, her throat so dry and feeling like she swallowed cotton.

"You're at the hospital; do you remember how you got here?"

She shook her head. "No what happened? Who are you?"

He sighed, "I'm Dr. Watanabe. Your mother should be back shortly so I'll keep this brief; she is rather, umm, a difficult woman."

"Don't I know it." She said with a grimace.

"To be frank Catelyn, and there is no easy way to say this but you were raped. I'm very sorry."

She gasped and frowned, wouldn't she remember something like that? "Why don't I remember it?"

"Have you ever heard of rohypnol?"

She shook her head.

"It's what is called a date rape drug. I hate to ask this but do you remember anything?"

She chewed her lower lip trying to remember anything but all she could remember was meeting up with her friends. She shook her head.

"That's okay. It's actually quite normal. Your memory of what happened may never return but the fact that you are able to move and talk again is a good thing."

She nodded as the doctor told her what happened but nothing seemed to clue in she just kept nodding, trying to remember what had happened.

"Finally, she's awake."

They looked to see her mom coming in, a folder with her and a duffel bag slung over her shoulder.

"Is she free to go?"

Catelyn saw the doctor roll his eyes. "Ms. Freeborn, she just woke up. Catelyn needs to rest and we need to run some tests before she can be released."

"Fine," her mother huffed. "Let me at least have some privacy to talk to my daughter."

The doctor left with a sigh leaving Ms. Freeborn to stare at her daughter in disdain.

"How could you be so stupid?" Her mother snapped. "How could you let this happen?"

Catelyn's eyes widened in shock. As far back as she could remember her mother had always been difficult to get along with. She always seemed to be short on patience and never around for any of the important events in her life. Catelyn accepted this as a fact of life, she held very little resentment towards her mother in regards to that. In fact she rather enjoyed it as the few times her mom was ever there for anything, Catelyn was left feeling like a big disappointment. She was never good enough for her mom so had learned early on to stay far away from her. Which was not too hard, since she was old enough, she had been shipped off to boarding school. This time was no exception and if she could have hidden she very well would have. Next time, she should warn the doctor.

Even though she knew what her mother was like, this still seemed to boggle her mind. How was this her fault? She didn't even remember what happened but her mom still called her stupid, her mother still blamed her. Was it her fault? Could she have done something to stop it? She would have the answers if only she could remember what happened.

"Mother, I had no idea. I don't even remember."

"Suppressing it I see." Her mother said with a sniff. "I'm sorry Catelyn but I just can't handle you anymore. I'm sending you to your father."

"Can't handle me? For god sakes I'm 21-what? My father? I thought you didn't even know where he was."

"Well I do and I've known all along."

"Why didn't you ever tell me? How could you keep something like this? Why are you sending me away? I'm a legal adult mother." She stopped pressing her fingertips to her forehead. God her head still hurt and now to have this dropped on her.

"That's none of your business. It's painfully obvious to see you still have lots of growing up to do young lady and I'm at the end of my rope with you. You have your plane ticket in here and information on him. I went ahead and packed a bag for you."

Catelyn looked at her in shock. Her mom had completely lost it. Growing up? End of the rope? She had raised herself and stayed as far away from her mom as much as possible. Yet she didn't understand why she was surprised by all this. It was her mother after all.

"Close your mouth, it's not very becoming of a young lady."

She automatically closed her mouth, waiting for her mom to continue.

"You can read over the folder and be ready to leave tomorrow morning. He's expecting you."

Her mother dropped the folder on her lap and walked out without looking back. Catelyn stared at the folder, forcing back the tears.

She had just been tossed aside like she was nothing and still she wasn't used to it. What about being sent off to boarding school? Then being sent far away for college? She had been home 2 weeks, had just found herself a job and now her mother was sending her away again? She clenched her fist to stop the shaking, when she was feeling calmer, she took a deep breath and reached for the folder, slowly opening it to reveal who her father was.

They were printouts from the internet and she frowned at the logo on top. No, this couldn't be right, she found it absolutely barbaric but the picture below the logo and the high-lighted name showed it to be the truth.

She tossed the file down and dropped her head to her hands, letting the tears fall.

The file folder slid down the bed and one lone sheet of paper slid out and floated to the ground.

On it was a picture of Shawn Michaels.

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