Prologue:
Leslie Roberts looked at her little girl, Jessi was the only thing in her life that had ever made sense. Except for Jessi's father of course. Shane McMahon had been the love of her life, and she let him go, because she didn't feel she was good enough for him.
The day Jessi was born she named her Jessica Marie McMahon, Jessica for her grandmother, and Marie for Shane's sister, Stephanie.
She wrote Shane a letter two weeks before her death, and handed it to her attorney, telling him only to give it to Shane in the event of her death.
My Dearest Shane,
Please forgive me for not telling you about Jessi, but I was afraid your father would take her from me. She is every bit your daughter, she looks just like you, only she has my strawberry blonde hair, please, if you're reading this, know that I've loved you from the moment we met, and I'll love you forever.
Please, raise Jessi right, let her know how much I loved her, and always treat her like she's the most important person in your life, tell Marissa I said congratulations, because she gets to be mommy to my, our, beautiful baby. Her full name, is Jessica Marie McMahon, and you are on her birth certificate as the father. Whatever you do, don't call her Jessica, unless she's in trouble, she hates it.
I know you're probably wondering why, why didn't I tell you about her, well, I was selfish, and I regret that now, she deserved to know you, and you deserved to be there for everything. I taped her big moments, like the birth, her first step, and a few others, you'll find them with this letter, please forgive me Shane, because I love you, and I know you'll be a wonderful father.
I'll love you forever, tell Jessi I'll always be with her,
Leslie Kathleen Roberts.
Shane read the letter again, he was livid, how could Leslie keep this secret from him for eight years!
He met his daughter for the first time and gasped when he looked at her. He didn't need a paternity test to tell him he was her father, she had his face, a female version, but it was still his face. The only difference being her strawberry blonde curls. She took one look at him and flung herself into his arms. "DADDY!" She squealed. I guess Leslie had a picture of me, because she knows me. He said to himself.
He called Marissa that night, to explain everything, praying she wouldn't blame him. "Shane McMahon, how could you think I'd blame you for something that happened before we even started dating." Rissa told him laughing.
"Bring her home." Marissa commanded and he did just that. Jessi clung to Shane the entire ride on the company jet. "I want mommy." She said once they were in the air. "I know baby, I know you do." Shane told her softly hugging her and kissing her cheek.
When they arrived in Greenwich, Shane carried the sleeping girl to the limo and held her the entire ride home. When they got to the house, Marissa was standing at the door, her large belly protruding. She kissed him and he took Jessi to the bedroom Marissa had gotten made up for her. Good thing they had a lot of bedrooms. When they were alone they talked and Shane talked to their baby, kissing Marissa's stomach, and then kissing her.
An hour later, while they were watching Raw on tv, they heard an ear piercing scream, followed by a child's whimpers. Shane jumped up and ran to Jessi's room. "It's ok baby, daddy's here." He said gently scooping her up and hugging her to him. "I want mommy! I want my mommy!" Jessi screamed over and over again. "I know baby, I wish I could bring her back for you." Shane told her his eyes filling with tears. He looked at Marissa, who was crying softly. "The poor thing." She said softly coming over. "Who are you?" Jessi asked tearfully looking at her. "My name's Marissa, I'm your step-mommy, I'm your daddy's wife." She told her gently.
"How come you're fat?" She asked as only a child would. "I'm going to have a baby, you're going to be a big sister." Rissa told her. "I am!" She said brightening immediately. Shane laughed and sat her on the bed. "Yes, you are." Shane said loving the smile she had on her face. "Is it a boy or a girl?" She asked. "We don't know yet." Rissa told her. "I hope it's a boy, I always wanted a baby brother." She said smiling, her tears, forgotten. After a lot of coaxing, Shane finally got her back to sleep, first showing her her own bathroom, complete with bath tub and shower.
After she was asleep Shane picked up the tape of her birth. "Would you mind, if I watched this?" He asked his wife. "Of course not baby, pop it in." Rissa said knowing how much it meant to him.
They watched, in fascination, and horror, as Leslie pushed the baby into the world. "I feel like I was there now." Shane whispered. "You'll be there now, for everything that counts." Rissa told him kissing him. "And you'll be there for this one's grand entrance." She reminded him. All of a sudden, she felt a pain. "Maybe a little sooner than we thought." She added breathing heavy. "Now?" Shane asked. "Now." Marissa said and Shane raced to get Jessi back up. Then he called down to their driver Marco. "Sorry to bother you, but I need you to drive us to the hospital, Marissa's in labor." He said. "No problem boss, I'll be there in five minutes." Marco told him and he hung up. Then he called Stephanie and Paul, and his parents, and Marissa's parents.
They got to the hospital and Jessi clung to Shane scared out of her mind. "It's ok honey, stay here with the nice nurse." Shane told her gently. "Daddy don't leave me!" Jessi wailed and Shane felt his heart break, but he had to be firm. "Jessica, you stay here, I mean it." Shane said and raced in the room they had Rissa in.
Once she was comfortable, Shane went to face his family about Jessi, the timing was awful, but it had to be done.
"Mom, Dad, Steph." He said coming out. "I need to talk to you." He said and they knew that look, it meant it was something important.
"I have a daughter." He said and Linda screeched, as did Steph. "How's Ris?" Stephanie asked excitedly. "In labor." Shane said trying not to laugh at their confused looks. "You remember that girl I was with eight years ago, Leslie?" He asked. "Steph nodded, because she did remember. "Well, apparently she never told me she was pregnant." Shane finished. "Now Shane, are you sure it's your kid, I mean, for all we know she wants money." Vince said, business like as always. "She died, two days ago." Shane told him. "I don't need to a test to tell me what I already know, she looks just like me dad." Shane told him. "But she has strawberry blonde hair." He added. "Like Les." Steph said remembering. "Exactly." Shane told her. "What's her name?" Linda asked. "Jessica, Jessica Marie McMahon, she named her after you Steph." He told her and Steph blinked back tears.
"Where is she?" Linda asked. "In the other room, with a nurse." Shane told her.
They went in and Jessi threw herself at Shane. "Daddy!" She squealed. "Honey, this is your Aunt Stephanie, her husband, your Uncle Paul, and your grandparents, Grandma Linda, and Grandpa Vince." Shane told her. "Just Grandma and Grandpa will be fine." Linda said laughing and crying at the same time. "She really does look just like you." Vince said, a lump rising in his throat.
"I have to get back to Marissa, stay here with Aunt Steph and everyone, ok?" Shane told her. "Ok daddy." She said and immediately began playing with Steph's long brown hair.
Shane raced back into the delivery room. "Good timing, she's ready to deliver." Dr. Carlson told him.
An hour after pushing with everything she had in her, Marissa gave birth to Shane Brandon McMahon Jr. He weighed Eight Pounds, Eleven Ounces, and was Twenty One Inches long.
Leslie Roberts looked at her little girl, Jessi was the only thing in her life that had ever made sense. Except for Jessi's father of course. Shane McMahon had been the love of her life, and she let him go, because she didn't feel she was good enough for him.
The day Jessi was born she named her Jessica Marie McMahon, Jessica for her grandmother, and Marie for Shane's sister, Stephanie.
She wrote Shane a letter two weeks before her death, and handed it to her attorney, telling him only to give it to Shane in the event of her death.
My Dearest Shane,
Please forgive me for not telling you about Jessi, but I was afraid your father would take her from me. She is every bit your daughter, she looks just like you, only she has my strawberry blonde hair, please, if you're reading this, know that I've loved you from the moment we met, and I'll love you forever.
Please, raise Jessi right, let her know how much I loved her, and always treat her like she's the most important person in your life, tell Marissa I said congratulations, because she gets to be mommy to my, our, beautiful baby. Her full name, is Jessica Marie McMahon, and you are on her birth certificate as the father. Whatever you do, don't call her Jessica, unless she's in trouble, she hates it.
I know you're probably wondering why, why didn't I tell you about her, well, I was selfish, and I regret that now, she deserved to know you, and you deserved to be there for everything. I taped her big moments, like the birth, her first step, and a few others, you'll find them with this letter, please forgive me Shane, because I love you, and I know you'll be a wonderful father.
I'll love you forever, tell Jessi I'll always be with her,
Leslie Kathleen Roberts.
Shane read the letter again, he was livid, how could Leslie keep this secret from him for eight years!
He met his daughter for the first time and gasped when he looked at her. He didn't need a paternity test to tell him he was her father, she had his face, a female version, but it was still his face. The only difference being her strawberry blonde curls. She took one look at him and flung herself into his arms. "DADDY!" She squealed. I guess Leslie had a picture of me, because she knows me. He said to himself.
He called Marissa that night, to explain everything, praying she wouldn't blame him. "Shane McMahon, how could you think I'd blame you for something that happened before we even started dating." Rissa told him laughing.
"Bring her home." Marissa commanded and he did just that. Jessi clung to Shane the entire ride on the company jet. "I want mommy." She said once they were in the air. "I know baby, I know you do." Shane told her softly hugging her and kissing her cheek.
When they arrived in Greenwich, Shane carried the sleeping girl to the limo and held her the entire ride home. When they got to the house, Marissa was standing at the door, her large belly protruding. She kissed him and he took Jessi to the bedroom Marissa had gotten made up for her. Good thing they had a lot of bedrooms. When they were alone they talked and Shane talked to their baby, kissing Marissa's stomach, and then kissing her.
An hour later, while they were watching Raw on tv, they heard an ear piercing scream, followed by a child's whimpers. Shane jumped up and ran to Jessi's room. "It's ok baby, daddy's here." He said gently scooping her up and hugging her to him. "I want mommy! I want my mommy!" Jessi screamed over and over again. "I know baby, I wish I could bring her back for you." Shane told her his eyes filling with tears. He looked at Marissa, who was crying softly. "The poor thing." She said softly coming over. "Who are you?" Jessi asked tearfully looking at her. "My name's Marissa, I'm your step-mommy, I'm your daddy's wife." She told her gently.
"How come you're fat?" She asked as only a child would. "I'm going to have a baby, you're going to be a big sister." Rissa told her. "I am!" She said brightening immediately. Shane laughed and sat her on the bed. "Yes, you are." Shane said loving the smile she had on her face. "Is it a boy or a girl?" She asked. "We don't know yet." Rissa told her. "I hope it's a boy, I always wanted a baby brother." She said smiling, her tears, forgotten. After a lot of coaxing, Shane finally got her back to sleep, first showing her her own bathroom, complete with bath tub and shower.
After she was asleep Shane picked up the tape of her birth. "Would you mind, if I watched this?" He asked his wife. "Of course not baby, pop it in." Rissa said knowing how much it meant to him.
They watched, in fascination, and horror, as Leslie pushed the baby into the world. "I feel like I was there now." Shane whispered. "You'll be there now, for everything that counts." Rissa told him kissing him. "And you'll be there for this one's grand entrance." She reminded him. All of a sudden, she felt a pain. "Maybe a little sooner than we thought." She added breathing heavy. "Now?" Shane asked. "Now." Marissa said and Shane raced to get Jessi back up. Then he called down to their driver Marco. "Sorry to bother you, but I need you to drive us to the hospital, Marissa's in labor." He said. "No problem boss, I'll be there in five minutes." Marco told him and he hung up. Then he called Stephanie and Paul, and his parents, and Marissa's parents.
They got to the hospital and Jessi clung to Shane scared out of her mind. "It's ok honey, stay here with the nice nurse." Shane told her gently. "Daddy don't leave me!" Jessi wailed and Shane felt his heart break, but he had to be firm. "Jessica, you stay here, I mean it." Shane said and raced in the room they had Rissa in.
Once she was comfortable, Shane went to face his family about Jessi, the timing was awful, but it had to be done.
"Mom, Dad, Steph." He said coming out. "I need to talk to you." He said and they knew that look, it meant it was something important.
"I have a daughter." He said and Linda screeched, as did Steph. "How's Ris?" Stephanie asked excitedly. "In labor." Shane said trying not to laugh at their confused looks. "You remember that girl I was with eight years ago, Leslie?" He asked. "Steph nodded, because she did remember. "Well, apparently she never told me she was pregnant." Shane finished. "Now Shane, are you sure it's your kid, I mean, for all we know she wants money." Vince said, business like as always. "She died, two days ago." Shane told him. "I don't need to a test to tell me what I already know, she looks just like me dad." Shane told him. "But she has strawberry blonde hair." He added. "Like Les." Steph said remembering. "Exactly." Shane told her. "What's her name?" Linda asked. "Jessica, Jessica Marie McMahon, she named her after you Steph." He told her and Steph blinked back tears.
"Where is she?" Linda asked. "In the other room, with a nurse." Shane told her.
They went in and Jessi threw herself at Shane. "Daddy!" She squealed. "Honey, this is your Aunt Stephanie, her husband, your Uncle Paul, and your grandparents, Grandma Linda, and Grandpa Vince." Shane told her. "Just Grandma and Grandpa will be fine." Linda said laughing and crying at the same time. "She really does look just like you." Vince said, a lump rising in his throat.
"I have to get back to Marissa, stay here with Aunt Steph and everyone, ok?" Shane told her. "Ok daddy." She said and immediately began playing with Steph's long brown hair.
Shane raced back into the delivery room. "Good timing, she's ready to deliver." Dr. Carlson told him.
An hour after pushing with everything she had in her, Marissa gave birth to Shane Brandon McMahon Jr. He weighed Eight Pounds, Eleven Ounces, and was Twenty One Inches long.