Troubleshooter

First encounters

Lorainne was standing at the baggage reclaim nervously shifting on her feet waiting for her suite case. She couldn't help feeling a little queasy. She had never even talked to this man before and now all of a sudden she had to live with him. They didn't know the first thing about each other. Well except that he hadn't wanted her apparently. Which probably wasn't the ideal starting point.

He probably wasn't too keen about being imposed with a troubled teen anyway. Why he had agree to take her in the first place was beyond her. She had already braced herself to go to an orphanage or something. Maybe his conscience was troubling him after all.

She finally grabbed her suitcase and turned to leave. They said he would be picking her up, but her flight had been delayed. He probably wasn't here. He was a busy man. She would just take a cap and go to the hotel.

That's when someone walked up next to her. It was the guy from the flight. Seat 9 b. Excellent distraction. Pleasant surprise. "Look I've been thinking and I came to the conclusion that I can't let you leave just now." He said a seductive smirk plastered on his face. She stopped and faced him smiling flirtatiously. "Is that so?" "Yeah I really think I need some more …" He winked. She snuggled up to him sinking her hands into his back pockets. "Well if that's the case I think I can't let you down, can I?" She cocked her head. "No you can't." He shook his head. "We could go to my hotel and pick up where we left of …" He cocked his eyebrows flirtatiously.

"I don't think that's gonna happen. Not if I can help it." A deep slightly grumpy sounding voice announced right next to them. 9 b turned his head annoyed. "And who are you to make this you're business?" He snapped, while Lorainne's eyes widened in shock and she stepped back from him embarrassed. Great. The first impression her creator got of her.

"I'm her father. Now get your horny ass out of here immediately." Lorainne looked after 9 b stumbling away before she turned her attention back to her creator. She shyly held up her hand to greet him while screwing up her mouth. "Hi."

He shook his head in disapproval and took a deep breath trying to shake the anger off. He had wanted this to go a little different. She probably didn't have a good opinion of him. After all he had left her pregnant mother when he was still young and irresponsible. Until he got the call just a week ago he had been sure that she hadn't gone through with the pregnancy.

And now all of a sudden there was a 17 year old girl – looking more like a 25 year old woman by the way - standing in front of him. She was quite a treat for the eyes he assessed proudly although she didn't really look anything like him.

She had her mothers thick wavy dark brown hair that reached the middle of her back and those stunning green eyes, her delicate pixie like features … and she looked alarmingly thin.

"Hello, nice to finally meet you, Lorainne." He greeted with a welcoming smile. And she nodded glancing around. Afraid to look him in the eyes after the scene he just walked into. "Hello … Paul." She biting her lip not knowing if he was OK with her calling him by his first name but she just couldn't call a complete stranger 'dad' or something like that and 'Mr. Levesque' would sound kind of dumb.

"Is it OK if I call you Lorainne or … ?" He was nervous too. "It's OK." She simply stated and they stood in uncomfortable silence. "So are we gonna go … somewhere … ?" She shifted on her feet. "Oh. Right." He laughed embarrassed scratching his head. "Should we get the rest of your suitcases?" She frowned and held up the bag on her shoulder. "This is the rest." "Oh." It wasn't big but it looked heavy on her tiny frame and he reached for it. "I'll carry it for you." She shrugged. "Sure." And they headed towards the parking lot.

"And where are we going?" She asked as she put on her seat belt. "Yeah well … originally I wanted to take you to the hotel and let you get some rest or something … but we're kind of late now … I have to get to the arena." He eyed her checking for her reaction. "OK." She shrugged. So he was just dropping her off and heading to work. Fine. At least he wasn't going to hover. Maybe she could have a drink at the bar and find herself another distraction. A small smile crept on her face thinking about it. That was a plan.

"So I'm gonna take you with me and you can meet everyone." He grinned excitedly and her face fell. So much for her plans. "Well … alright … I guess." She mumbled turning away and gazing out the window. Great a backstage ticket for a wrestling show. Couldn't he at least be in cool band?

His face fell. She obviously didn't like the idea very much. He had been hoping to win her over with this, but apparently she wasn't too excited about wrestling. Damn.

They drove into the parking garage and he led her inside the building. She took the scenery in. Backstage. Long hallways. Busy looking people. Occasionally some half naked guys. Well at least there were some things worth looking at. She didn't miss how several people checked her out and smirked smugly. Sneaking a glance at Paul confirmed that she wasn't the only one who had noticed.

"Well there we are. They stopped in front of some door with a sheet of paper taped to it. 'Mcmahon'. Aha. The in laws. His that is. He opened the door revealing two older men. They stood up to greet them. The younger one of the two smiled warmly at her While the other one began to speak. "Paul finally." Down to business. "You have to get ready."

Then he turned to her plastering a smile on his face. "And you must be Laura?" "Lorainne." She corrected him forcing a smile. "I'm Vince Mcmahon and this is my son Shane." He introduced himself. She nodded. "Hello." "Well I have get going." Paul spoke up. "You can stay with Vince and Shane … and watch the show." He fitched around like he was considering something and embraced her in an awkward hug taking her off guard. "See you later." He mumbled and walked off. The other two men exchanged a glance.

She still stood in the doorway not knowing what to do are what to say to these people. Then Shane cleared his throat. "You wanna sit down and have a drink?" She shrugged walking over to the couch. "Sure." He opened the minibar leaning over it. "What would you like?" She glanced into it. "Jack on the rocks." His eyes shot up shocked as did Vince's.

"17?" He asked sceptically. "OK … Water I guess." Great. No guy. No alcohol. This was gonna be so much fun. Luckily she could snatch a few drinks and a guy on the plane. He set the water down in front of her and sat down. "Thanks." Vince shuffled some paper and turned to leave the room. "I have to get going. Nice meeting you Lorainne. See you later."

Awkward silence again. "Sorry about your mother." He started but she shrugged it off. "Don't be." He stared at her confused. "She was an addict. She had it coming for her." She stated bitterly taking a sip of her drink. "Oh."

"So does everybody call you Lorainne?" He tried again. "No, your father just called me 'Laura'." She offered with a sheepish grin and he laughed. "All right." He picked up the remote and turned the TV on. "It's gonna start in a few minutes." He leaned back on the couch taking in her appearance.

"Back at home my friends called me Rain." She finally told him. "That sounds nice." "Uhum." She fixed her eyes on the screen. Talking to people was not her strong suite. She was good at flirting alright but it would be kind of weird to flirt with her creator's brother in law. The show started and he tried to explain the storylines to her. She wasn't really listening though.

"Can I smoke in here?" She finally asked. He looked taken aback. "You're 17." "So?" She glared at him. She didn't get the alcohol or the guy. He was not gonna take that from her. This is where she drew the line. He eventually gave in. He didn't want her to hate him right away. "Fine. But you have to go outside." She stood up and went for the door. "I'll come with you." She stopped him. "I think I'll manage. Alone."

She was outside leaning against the wall. She fumbled to light her cigarette and inhaled deeply. "Wow. Someone needed it badly." A male voice stated and she let out a surprised scream. Putting a hand to her chest. "God you almost gave me a heart attack." He chuckled and held out his hand. "Randy Orton." She shook it. "Lorainne Carson. But friends call me Rain." She winked flirtatiously. He was something to look at.

"You always run around in your underwaer or is there some special occation today?" He gave her a crooked grin. "You're cheeky. I like that." She leaned onto the wall casually taking another drag of her cigarette. "I can be a lot of things." He smirked throwing away his smoke. "Well it was nice meeting you Rain, but I have to get back inside." She forced the smile to stay on her face. "Alright I guess." After he was gone she slumped back against the wall.

She didn't wanna get back inside right away, so she lit another cigarette. Pondering her situation. Hopefully she'd have her own hotel room. She really didn't wanna share with her creator. Talk about creepy.

Shortly after the door flew open and before she could react Paul had snatched the cigarette from her hand and stomped it out. "What the hell?!" She glared. "No smoking." He met her stare. Holding out his hand. "Give them to me." "You are not gonna bar me smoking! You have no right!" She yelled. His face turned red and his nostrils flared. "As long as your living under my roof –" "What roof exactly?" She cut him off. "I haven't even seen your roof!"

He was fuming when Shane stepped out joining them. He put a hand on his brother in laws shoulder. "Let it go Paul. For now. She has got enough change going on right now." Paul closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "OK. But this subject is not off the table." He grumbled. "Let's get back inside." Vince, who was standing in the doorway ordered. "Show is almost over. You can meet a few people."

Rain shrugged still glaring at her father. Who did he think he was to stumble into her life and try to rule it all over? He had no right. She had been taking care of herself and her mom for years and now that he finally graces her with his presence she was supposed to fall on her knees and hand everything over? No chance in hell.