Okay I want to start off and thank Amanda for help with this. This story is from our RP. Though a lot will remain the same there will be new events that I will add. But I will like to give her credit with the way she wrote Dave. All wrestling characters will be used in this AU world. I hope you all enjoy.

Olivia James looked over at her father Lawson. The man had a full head of gray hair that matched his thick eyebrows. Only being 52, the lines and wrinkles that were plastered on his face made him look a lot older than he was. The past 9 years has been hard on them. The family's ranch had not grown many crops and the animals had begun to pass due to the lack of funds causing much of their despair and destruction to their once thriving land.

They had acres and acres of land, some with animals, and some for their home, plants, and just wild life. But when they were hit by a F5 tornado, it caused the downfall of the once great place. Lawson had to use all his savings to repair their home and a few barns for the animals, at least the ones left that didn't die during that terrible storm.

They thought they would be okay, managing a good loan from the bank; however things cost a lot more than they figured and were forced to sell some of their land every year, then some animals, the equipment. That happened so much only 20% of the land was considered theirs now. And the bank was asking for their money back. All of this brought on her father's aging. But having Olivia around, having her want to take over and help, brought some smiles to him.

"So where are we now dad?" She watched him go over some paper work.

"Not good." He said truthfully.

"That's okay, I can get more shifts at the dinner and Mel said he needed another hand at the shop."

"No Olivia, I can't keep letting you burn yourself out. You are only twenty 25 years old. You should be having fun."

"This farm is my fun."

"I'm sorry Lou, but this might be our last few months here."

"Dad no! I mean, you worked so hard to have this place. Please don't give up. We can do this." She touched his hand.

He smiled at her eagerness and her will to fight. "I know you love growing up here and I did too, but...we can't afford the payments anymore."

"But we..."

"Damn it Lou we can't."

Olivia hung her head in sadness, his tone rarely ever that way with her.

Lawson sighed. "Look I'm sorry, and tired. I just can't sit here and watch you waist your life."

"So you are just going to give everything to the bank and be broke dad?"

"No Olivia Lou, I actually found someone who wants to buy the property with everything on it, minus our things. They will pay off the bank and give us a little extra to move and be settled. It's not great but it's the best deal I'm going to get."

"They can't change the name of the ranch. It has always had your name daddy."

"They aren't changing the name...they are getting rid of the ranch and building a mall."

Olivia's face drop. "No."

"Can you just try to understand Lou, please? I have to give up or I'm going to die fighting a losing battle."

Tears running down her face she let go his hand. "Who did you sell it to?"

"Some man name Dave Bautista. He is a business mogul, owning many large businesses around the world."

"A no good city slicker."

"Behave Olivia."

"No!"

"Do not raise your voice at me Lou. I am still your father and you are acting like a child. Now Mr. Bautista will be here in three days to discuss this and hopefully all will go well."

"I don't like this dad."

"I don't either, can't you see that." Lawson stood upset. "I just don't have a choice." With that, the older man left the table and headed out to tend to the last of his two horses. One being his black stallion, and the other, a small female male that was Olivia's.

Olivia sat at the table and rubbed her face in dismay at losing the place that she planned to be hers, a place she loved.

~~~Three Days Later~~~

"Remember what I said Olivia. Be nice. We need this money; otherwise we will be broke without clothes on our back. Now go change."

"Yes I know. And what is wrong with what I'm wearing?" She looked down at her black jeans and white boots that matched the white shirt she was wearing. Her waist length hair in a French braid down the side.

"A dress would be more acceptable." He said as he fixed his best suit that he was now wearing.

"You know I hate dresses and skirts."

"Not when your mama..."

"Dad please let not talk about her." It was a touchy subject for her.

Lawson sighed. "Just at least go wash your hands he should be here in..." A car could be heard pulling up. "...in just a few minutes..." he added though it could be seen he was nervous.

Olivia went look in the window. "A limo, someone is too full of themselves."

"Olivia..." He warned her, only really using her first name when upset. He mostly called her Lou and only him. She would argue with anyone else that called her that. "Go..."

"Go clean up...yeah I know." She walked away to her room.

Lawson then headed out to the front porch to meet Dave. He just prayed the man wasn't hard to negotiate with. Bautista had been known to be ruthless, selfish, a womanizer, man whore but a great businessman.

"Mr. Bautista." He watched as the large man walked up, tower over him. "Welcome, thank you for coming."