Title: One Thing

Title: One Thing

Author: Dana

Rating: PG for now

Warnings: Not sure at the moment.

Summary: It's been a almost two years since Vince, Triple H, and Shawn Michaels went to prison and now things start to go wrong.

Author's note: This is a sequel to His Father's Son that was written with Juliet 3:16 2000 which at the moment it looks like I'm writing it without her. You need to read His Father's Son first.

Second Author's note: I've had Finger Eleven's song One Thing stuck in my head all day. It really fits this fic.

Disclaimer: If you've seen them on TV then they are owned by whatever wrestling company created them or themselves. There are too many OC's for me to begin to list.

Chris Benoit stretched his arms over his head, as he looked over the booking sheet one more time. The show would start soon but he still felt he should look through it. Tonight was no different then any other night but his mind was on something else.

His son Daniel was making his debut.

He just wished he could see it.

Daniel had signed with WCW even though the WWF had also offered him a contract. He said he didn't want people thinking he was getting it easy with his dad running the company with Owen Hart and Steve Austin. Chris did know he had gotten a lot of it during training.

"Hey dad." Megan Benoit said coming up to him. Tyler needs the booking sheet."

He handed it to her. He supposed he should be happy that one of his children was working for the WWF as a production assistant. His ex-wife Marietta said she was happy that Megan was doing something.

"So what are you doing after the show?" She asked taking it from him and looking at it.

"I don't know. Probably go back to the hotel room. What about you?"

"Oh Alex and I are going out to dinner at Denny's." She said blushing a little.

Chris just smiled. He liked his daughter's fiancé but she seemed a little nervous about it. He supposed it was because he was a pro wrestler. He'd have to talk to her about it sometime.

His phone rang.

"Hello?"

Megan waved and walked away.

"Hey dad." Danny answered.

"Hey." He looked at his watch. "So how did the match go?" Danny had wrestled with Brian Isaacson in a dark match against Fire and Ice. He figured the match was over by now.

"It went well." He let out a sigh. "Does the butterflies go away?"

"It takes awhile." He said. "I just wish I was there to see it."

"Matt Hardy promised that he'd get a copy even if it was a dark match he said he was sure it was recorded somewhere. You know how those videotapes are."

"I know it too well. Besides if you don't have a videotape I'm sure there are pictures."

"I gotta go, Dustin's calling a last minute meeting. Bye."

"Bye." Chris said hanging up his cellphone.

It still amazed him how things turned out.