He was preparing to go out to the ring. On went the dark makeup, on went the black gloves; the hat. He stared into the mirror getting into character. The character he has portrayed for more than ten years- then he hears a knock on his door.
"Daddy?"
He turns around as the only human being on earth who could tug on his heart opens the door. A scowl turns into a smile as 'Taker walks over to his daughter Cassidy and gives her a hug. But she's not alone…she's holding her fourteen month old son Juaquin Garret Daniel Hardy.
It's been almost eight months since Marc had driven out to North Carolina to relocate his daughter and grandson to Arizona. As much as Cassidy still loves Jeff, she finally realized she couldn't hold on to a man who didn't want to be held on to.
"You look good."
"You look dead."
"Looking dead got you through college. Garry you're getting so big!"
"Daddy don't call him Garry"
"Come to Grandpa—who knows better little G? Yeah Grandpa does!"
Garret takes 'Takers hat. 'Taker looks very happy holding his grandson.
"You heard from him?"
"Daddy, I haven't talked to Jeff in over a month."
"He's the boys father."
"Yeah dad I know that."
"Vince talked to him. He's got a lot to say to him."
"Wasn't it you who didn't want me with Jeff in the first place?"
"I only wanted the best for you. The boy needs help, he needs his family…"
"He doesn't recognize me as family daddy and if he doesn't show up- he doesn't recognize his son either."
'Taker and Cass were talking about Vince's new publicity stunt. Generations of WEE. He was going to have a big spread in the new Smack Down magazine of all the WEE superstars and their wrestling offspring. He wanted Garret because he was a third generation…from 'Taker and second generation from Jeff.
"You coming out to the ring tonite?"
"And see Randy Orton again try to put you under?"
"C'mon you know I can take the little bastard"
"Oh and I guess I should just bring my child out too?"
"Why not start little G out early"
"I love you daddy."
"I love you too little girl."