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Note: I know its been a long time, sorry to have kept everyone waiting, but I'm back and I'm ready to give it another go! This is the 2nd part of my Deadman Turned Daddy trilogy, and yes it will be a cross over with NCIS because I absolutely LOVE that show. Be forewarned....some of the details of the NCIS and WWE characters/plotlines won't coincide to how they are on the programs that your used to watching every week. For my story to work, I needed to tweek some things.

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CHAPTER ONE

John reached down, taking Sienna's hand into his. He lifted his eyes to hers as his thumb brushed across her knuckles in a sweet caress.

"The first time I saw you, I honestly thought someone was playing a joke on me." John said. "I got to the gym and there was this girl with black hair, dark make-up, hanging upside down on the bars across my windows and worst of all....she was smoking a cigarette."

"If you had asked me that first day if I ever thought you and I would become friends, I would have said no. But, after four months of fighting, we finally were. If you had asked me at that point, if I ever thought we would end up dating, I would have told you no. But, after weeks of trying to stay apart, fate won and we ended up in each others arms." John said. "If at that point you would have asked me if I thought we would end up as husband and wife, I would have told you, yes."

John couldn't help the smile that crossed his lips as he gazed down at his girl.

"I knew from the first moment I held you in my arms that you were the one." He said. "I knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that you were going to be my wife. And all I had to do, was convince you of the same thing. And last year, on the eve of your father's wedding...I did."

Sienna smiled up at him as he squeezed her hands.

"You gave me yourself, showing your love for me has no boundaries. You've been at my side since day one, and I must confess that I am a better man because of it....because of you." John said softly. "The love I felt for you that day has only increased with each passing day. I thank the Lord every day for putting you in my path and letting you be in my life."

"I am the most blessed of men. I get to wake up next to the most beautiful woman on Earth. Your smile, your laugh.....every moment I have had with you both, only makes me want a lifetime of more." John said.

John paused, glancing down at his daughter, then over at their families and friends. As his gaze travelled back to his wife, his eyes cast down, settling on her flat stomach. His fingers slid down to lightly caress her stomach as his eyes moved up to hers.

"I don't know what life is going to bring....how many kids we'll have or what house we'll raise them in." He whispered. "But no matter what happens, with you by my side, I know everything will be all right. I love you more than you could possibly know, Mama, and that's never going to change."

As John finished, Sienna couldn't help the tears that pricked her eyes. Her mind completely entranced, all she could was stare at her husband with a teary smile on her face. Sienna could vaguely hear the preacher saying something. What, she didn't know. She was too busy staring at her husband's adoring face.

A small smirk tilted at the corners of John's lips as his wife continued to ignore their preacher and stare at him. With a small chuckle, he gave her hand a gentle squeeze and whispered her name.

"Sienna?"

"Hmm?" Sienna whispered back.

John nodded towards the preacher and Sienna's eyes followed in that direction. Her brown knit in confusion as her father now stood where the preacher should have been.

"Dad?"

Sienna turned back to John, her eyes widening in horror at what she saw. John stood a few feet away, his body slowly beginning to fade.

"Sienna."

"John?" she whispered, taking a step forward.

"Sienna."

Tears streamed down Sienna's cheeks as she ran forward, her arms reaching for her husband. As John disappeared from sight, Sienna let loose a blood curdling scream.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The sudden scream coming from the passenger seat had Mark stomping on the brakes and swerving to the side of the street. Throwing the car into park, he turned to Sienna, his heart about to jump out of his chest.

"What?!" he panted. "Are you hurt?!"

Sienna didn't say anything for a moment as her eyes began to take in her surroundings.

"Sienna?" Mark asked. "Are you okay?"

Sienna sighed softly as she realized where she was. With an almost non-existent nod, Sienna fell back against the seat.

"Dream." She whispered. "Sorry Dad. I'm okay now."

Mark didn't have to ask what the dream was about. He already knew. It was the same dream that had been haunting her for nearly a week now. With an understanding smile, he squeezed her hand and then led the car back out onto the road. As the car pulled back onto the street, Sienna turned her gaze to the back seat where her daughter was sleeping. Sienna's scream would have woken anyone else, but not Abby. Being able to sleep through just about anything was a trait she had inherited from her father.

At almost three years of age, Abby was looking more and more like her father every day. The curls that had set atop Abby's head had grown down to the middle of her back. Dark like her mother's, they sat in contrast to the sky blue orbs she'd gotten from her father. She was an outgoing child, always eager to explore any unknown territory. She loved anyone and was loved by everyone. Yes...Abby was definitely just like her father.

Letting Abby sleep, Sienna turned back around and looked out the window. As she recognized the street they were on, she sunk lower in the front seat. When Mark stopped the car, Sienna sat there for a moment and looked anywhere but at the house they were parked in front of. Mark took one look at her face and grabbed her hand, giving it another squeeze.

"I can go for you." He said softly. "Just tell me what you need."

Sienna hesitated a moment, then looked over at her father. With a small shake of her head, she slowly opened the car door and walked up to the front door of the house. Sienna stopped and looked at the door, trying to get the nerve to go through it. With a shaky breath, trembling fingers lifted and pushed open the door.

Not having the courage to stay put and look around, Sienna ran upstairs and quickly got what she needed. As she came back down the stairs, the sound of John's voice assaulted her ears. Slowly her feet followed the sound of his voice, taking her towards the kitchen. The table was set for two with a small bouquet of freshly cut flowers in the center. John looked over at her and smiled as he carried the pan over to the table. The aroma of french toast, scrambled eggs and bacon wafted through the air into Sienna's nostrils.

John untied the apron around his neck and tossed it onto the counter. Never taking his eyes from Sienna's, John moved to the table and pulled out a chair for her. Sienna couldn't help but return the smile he shined her way. A step was taken towards the offered feast before all movement stilled. The smile, that had been on Sienna's lips, slowly dissipated as the face before her began to fade.

Sienna turned her back on the fading scene, closing her eyes against the torrent of emotions threatening to erupt. With a ragged breath, she moved to the door. Her fingers froze on the doorknob as she felt movement on her arm. A moment passed before Sienna could move. Finally, her hand lifted, her fingers lightly caressing the silky fabric. Blinking back the tears, she tore John's jacket from the rack and ran out of the house, slamming the door behind her.

Mark looked over at Sienna as she plopped down in the seat beside him. "You okay, baby?"

Sienna looked over at him, hugging John's jacket to her chest and shook her head. Mark took in her trembling form and knew that she was using everything in her power to keep from falling apart. He also knew that the longer they stayed, the sooner she'd unravel. It was time to go.

Mark gave her hand a squeeze before putting the car into gear and driving off. As they grew further and further away, Sienna began to relax. Twenty minutes later, Sienna lifted her head as Mark pulled the car into another driveway. Sienna and Mark got out of the car as Carol and John Sr. came outside to greet them. Sienna carefully lifted the still sleeping toddler into her arms, and then moved out to the walkway where Carol and John Sr. stood. While the men unloaded the car, Sienna and Carol stood, facing each other...neither one speaking or moving. After a moment, Carol couldn't help herself. She pulled her daughter-in-law and grand-daughter close to her; enveloping them in a wall of strength and comfort.

After a couple minutes, Sienna had to pull back. The tears were already beginning to form and right now, falling apart was a luxury she couldn't afford. Before Carol could wrap her in another hug, Sienna gently pushed Abby's body into her arms. As Carol's arms circled around her grand-daughter, Sienna quickly wiped her eyes and then took a deep breath.

"I have a new cell phone." She whispered shakily, as she pulled out a piece of paper. "The numbers on the list, along with her doctor and Mom and Dad's too. I'm not sure what hotel I'll be in....but I'll call you when I find out. I should be home in a couple days, but if plans change...I'll let you know."

Carol took the list with her free hand, and then grabbed Sienna's hand. "She'll be safe here, honey. You just make sure you come back safe and sound, you hear?"

Sienna gave Carol a misty eyed smile as she nodded, and then squeezed her hand.

"I will." She whispered. "Thank you for everything, Carol."

"You're welcome." Carol stood on her tip toes and kissed her daughter-in-law's cheek.

As Sienna moved to step back, Carol tugged on her hand. Sienna halted her movement and looked towards her mother-in-law. Carol's eyes had taken on a hardened look, a site so familiar to Sienna.

"You find him, Sienna." Carol whispered fiercely. "You find him. And you make him pay."