"Mom! I'm gonna be late!" Destiny yelled running down the stairs. I smiled and walked out to meet her. "Don't run down the stairs Dessie" I warned, smiling as she started to walk straight away. I watched as my beautiful sixteen year old daughter walked down the rest of the stairs, and wondered how I got so lucky. Movement at the top of the stairs reminded me. Her father walked behind her, winking at me as I watched him walk. He still took my breath away, nearly eighteen years after first meeting him. Destiny hugged me as soon as she was level with me. "You sure you're ok with this?" she asked, holding me at arms length and checking my face to see if I was lying as I nodded. "I'm fine Dessie" I said, laughing as Jon appeared behind her. "We're both fine with it. We just wish you'd let us know what it's about..." "You'll find out" she said, twirling me around. "When we get to school." "Jon?" I called, looking behind for him. "Dad will be there mom" Destiny laughed. "Someone has to get Ollie and Jonathan to school too. Plus Naya and Nikita. Today, that someone is dad. Right pops?" "Right, Dessie" Jon said, grinning as I broke free of our daughters vice like grip. He hugged me tightly as I kissed him. "Don't keep me waiting too long" I warned. He shook his head. "Sooner she gets this speech over, the sooner I get to be alone with my wife" he whispered. "Naughty, Mr Good" I whispered back, winking at him as I walked back to Destiny. "Jeez guys" she groaned. "Shouldn't you two be over that phase of your lives now? I mean, haven't you enough kids?" Jon laughed. "I may be over 40 Destiny Mae" he said. "But I'm certainly not past it. I'll see you soon. Drive carefully Torrie." I nodded and followed Destiny to the car.

Joe and Michelle pulled up as I got in the car. "Auntie Torrie!" Naya yelled, jumping out of the car and running straight to me. "Hey Naya" I said hugging her quickly. "Uncle Jon is inside with the boys. They're nearly ready, go on in, you too Nikita." Nikita nodded and went straight into the house. I smiled. The eldest child of Joe and Michelle, Nikita was quiet. Naya was like her father, loud and proud. "See you later auntie Torrie!" she yelled, following her elder sister inside. "You sure about this?" Michelle asked warily. I nodded, grinning. "Jon wanted more responsibility at home" I said. "He got it. I bet he'll be back at the wrestling school tomorrow, if not the day after." Joe shook his head. "I don't think so Tor" he said, locking eyes with me. "He handed his resignation in yesterday. He really does want to be with you more." I groaned. "I'll sort it" I said. "I, uh, gotta get Dessie to school, but I'll talk to him later, I promise." Joe nodded, smiling and waving before driving back down the driveway. "Now can we go?" Destiny asked, pouting like her father. I smiled and started the car. "Yes, Dessie" I said, following them down the driveway.

I paced outside Destiny's classroom, checking my watch every few seconds. "I'm here, I'm here" Jon panted, running up the corridor. I smiled and hugged him tightly. "Think she's nearly ready for us" I said, peeking through the glass again. "Jon, do you think she's ashamed of us?" "Sometimes" he admitted. "I mean, she never has friends over, and we know she's got loads." I nodded. "That's what I though too" I said quietly as Dessie walked towards the door. I smiled as she opened it and let us in. "Just stand there" she said, grabbing her papers and standing at the front of the class with us. Jon and I held hands as our daughter began to speak.

"Eighteen years ago this month" she started. "My beautiful, yet completely clueless mom went to an arena with my aunt Tracey. She didn't know what she was getting herself into. At that arena, my dad was on tour. They met accidentally, and she turned his world upside down. A whirlwind romance, a very short engagement, and a huge wedding later, and my mom relocates to the States. Surprises my pop with his first picture of me on his birthday. Get divorced. Get remarried. Have my two brat brothers, who I love very much, but don't ever tell them that. And they're still going strong today. Very much in love. But that's not why they're my heroes. My parents are my heroes for what they did for me and my brothers. What they did to make sure we were comfortable growing up. I guess some of you have noticed that I don't make friends easily. When I was younger, before mom had the twins, we travelled a lot. And then the twins were born, and mom gave up her career to stay at home with us. We could all tell she missed dad terribly when he was on the road. And then he got injured and had to stop doing the job he loved too. The reason I'm giving you guys the background to my parents is simple. Nobody knows my mom and dad like I do. I overheard kids talking in the corridor a few weeks back, talking about stuff they'd seen on the Internet, wrestling matches, training videos of a woman wrestling a man and winning. The names ran a bell. Of course they did. Names like Seth Rollins. Roman Reigns. Dean Ambrose. Torrie Ambrose. Randy Orton." I watched as the kids in the class hung on her every word.

"Those names may mean nothing to you" she admitted. "But to me, they're my family." A kid shook his head and Destiny looked at him quickly. "They're my heroes" he said quietly. "They were the best of their time. Wrestling misses them." Destiny smiled. "Wrestling does miss them" she said softly. "But luckily for me, I don't have to. So, now I'd like to introduce you to my two biggest heroes. My mom and dad. Torrie and Jon Good. Or, the two time divas champion Torrie Ambrose, and the two time United States champion Dean Ambrose." Straight away recognition lit the kids faces. "No way!" kids yelled as we walked toward Destiny. We both hugged her tightly. "I'm so proud of you" Jon whispered to her as the class clapped. She shook her head. "No dad" she said. "This is my way of showing how proud I am to call you two my parents. I love you guys." "Love you too Dessie" he whispered.

"Well" Jon said as we walked out to the cars. "I wasn't expecting that. At all. Dessie, she normally keeps things to herself. Maybe now she's actually feeling comfortable around these kids Tor." I nodded. "For her to open up like that" I said. "To tell them who her parents are. I think we may finally get some more kids at our house." He smiled as we reached his car. "Not yet though, huh?" he whispered, kissing me softly. "I love being alone with my wife." I smiled. "I'll see you at home stud" I said, watching as he got in the car. He smiled and waited for me to get in my car before pulling away.