{*This story won't be as long as my first one. It will probably only be about 5 chapters*}

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Kelly's P.O.V.

It's been four years since I stepped foot in my hometown. The only people who I have seen is my sister-in-law Samantha Orton and my neice Alanna. Along with parents. Yeah that's right, Randy Orton is my brother, but if you looked at me and him, you wouldn't know it. I haven't seen my brother Randy since then either. He was the other I had left town without so much as a goodbye. He took my ex's side, which just happened to be his best friend.

As I pulled up to Randy and Sam's house, I couldn't help but feel my chest tighten up. I looked in my rear view mirror at my three and a half year old daughter, Isabell Rose Orton. She was playing with the toys that she had wanted to bring along. She brought her favorite plush toy, a pink and white bunny that was giving to her by my parents about a month and a half ago. She had meet Alanna and Sam several times and gotten along with them. So I was glad when Sam had assured to me that Izzy would have someone to play with.

I just hoped that Izzy's father wouldn't show up, but since him and Randy were best buds he probably would. I pulled in next to Sam's car, or I think it might be hers. It was the one she would always drive when we meet up somewhere, or when she would come over and visit. I parked and turned off the car.

"Izzy, sweetie, put your toys in the bag okay." I said opening up her car door and unbuckling her booster seat.

"Okay mommy. Is Aunt Sam and Alanna going to be here?' she asked me.

"Yes baby. They are inside." I assured her. "Stay right here okay. Mommy has to get something Alanna's present out of the trunk." I added.

It was Alanna's second birthday and Izzy wanted to get her a doll house. I had asked Sam first to make sure it was okay. She had yes. Which made Izzy happy.

"Mommy?" I heard my daughter say pulling on my white capris.

"What baby?" I asked looking at her.

"Whose those men with Aunt Sam and Alanna?" she asked me pointing.

I turned around and seen who my daughter was talking about. I seen Sam walking toward me with Alanna, Randy, and John. Randy was holding Alanna in his arms and having a conversation with John. Sam was about two steps in front of them.

"Hey glad you can make it?" Sam said walking up to me and giving me a hug.

"You didn't give me a choice now did you." I said returning the hug. "How are you?" I asked.

"Of course I didn't give you a choice, that wouldn't be any fun." she said laughing. "I'm good." she added.

"That's good." I replied back. I looked over at Randy who kept looking over at Isabell.

Randy had never meet her, but Sam hold told me that she told him about her.

"Hey little sister!" Randy said walking up to me and giving me a hug. Randy was three years older than me.

As I hugged my brother back, I looked over at John. He wassn't looking at me or Randy. He was looking at Isabell.

His daughter.

I knew that when he looked at her, he would know for a fact that she was his daughter.

"So this is my little neice that I have so much about." Randy said taking a step back from me to crouch down in front of Isabell. He held his arms out and she gave him a hug. Which surprised me. She was normally shy when she meet new people.

"Yeah, I'm Isabell." she said to him.

"Isabell, that's a pretty name. I'm your mommy's oldest brother, Randy." he said to her.

"I know who you are silly. Mommy showed me pictures of you." she said laughing. Which made everyone else laugh except John.

He look at her and then look at me. It was make me nervous. I didn't know if was going to say something or not. I didn't want him making a scene in front of my daughter.

"Oh really. Did she saying anything about me?" he asked looking up at me with a smile that made me laugh.

"Yeah." she said putting her hands behind her back and moving side to side.

"Your not gonna tell me are you?" he said chuckling.

"Nope." she said laughing.

"Ok. You are just like your mom." he said.

"Really." she said poking Randy in the leg making him chuckle. "Uncle Randy, who is the guy next to you?" she asked him.

"This is my friend John." he said looking from Isabell to John.

I knew why he kept looking. I just hoped that he wouldn't say anything in front of her. Isabell knew who her father was. I would show her pictures of me and him together.

"Oh ok. He looks like my daddy." she said to him.

"Oh really." Randy asked looking up at me.

"Yeah, mommy showed me pictures of him and her." she said said her head and she started to play with her hair. "Mommy, can I go talk to daddy?" she asked me.

"Yeah, of course baby." I told her standing up.

I watched as my little girl walk over to her father. She came up his hip bone. She was tall for her age. He knelt down when she pulled on his hand.

"Are you really my daddy?" she asked him.

"Yeah Isabell. I am really your daddy." he said to her.

"Good, I've always wanted to meet you." she said to him.

It made me close my eyes to stop the tears from falling. I had no right to cry. I knew that I was also to blame for keeping her from him forso long, but it was mostly on him. That's how he wanted it. I felt warm muscular arms wrap around me. I opened my eyes to see that it was Randy wrapping me into his arms.

"I bet you." he said which made her chukle.

"Yeah. Mommy told me that I would meet you today." she playing with his watch.

"She did." he said switching his gaze from his daughter to me. I didn't want to see his eyes, so I looked at the ground.

"Yeah. She told me that I had to listen to you." she added. "Can I go play now?" she asked him.

"Yeah you can if thats okay with your mommy." he said to her.

"Mommy is it okay?" she asked me. She was still standing in front of John, but she turned her upper hlaf of her body to look at me.

"Yeah baby. Now you know that you have to listen to Uncle Randy and Aunt Sam." I said to her.

"I know. So can I go?' she said laughing. I loved joking with her. She had John's personality.

"Yeah baby." I told her. She walked back over to me and gave me a hug and kiss. "Don't worry so much mommy." she added.

I couldn't help but laugh at her. She was right though. I did worry to much. I gave her a kiss and hug back. I watched her walk back over to John. She gave him a hug and kiss also.

John wrapped his arms around her at the same time. She was extremly tiny compared to him. Looking at them now, in each others arms, made me glad that he was here today. I did fell bad, but only for my daughter. She didn't deserve to not know her father. I couldn't help but wonder what would it have been like had he chose to accept that I was pregnant.

"Mommy. You were right about daddy." my daughter said to me which pulled me out of my thoughts. Which made me and Randy laugh, but John had a confused look on her face.

"How was your mommy right about me?" he asked her.

"She said that you was a nice man, and that you would be glad to see me." she added. She started playing with her. She liked to do that alot these days.

"Well of course she was. Mommy knows best doesn't she." he said looking at me with a smirk on his face. I just wanted to slap him in the face, but didn't. Now was not the time or place.

"Yeah." she said walking over to Randy who picked her up. It never seems to amaze me how she manages to get people to bend to her will.

I was about to tell Randy to put her down but decided not to when Randy also picked up Alanna and now had both girls in his arms. It looked weird to me to see him holding both his daughter and his niece. To some people that might be worth taking a picture of, but to the people who knew Randy best knew that it was him being him.

"You ready to go play dolls and have a tea party." Randy said to the girls walking towards the house.

I looked over to Sam who was laughing along with me.

"Sometimes, I wonder about him." she said.

"Yeah, don't we all." I added.

"No seriously. I caught him the other day playing dolls Alanna, and he was using the girly voice and everything. He even threw a fit when I told him dinner was done." she looking at the trunk of my car.

"Oh. Yeah, see you can't blame it on me. He never played dolls with me, cause I never had any. I always played sports with the boys." I said remember all the times when I would play football with them and Randy would make sure that everyone took it easy on me because I was the girl.

"Oh I know." she sad chuckling. "So I take it you found her that doll house." she said to me.

"Yeah after about four hours of shopping online." I said.

"That long?" he asked me

"Yeah, but it was worth it." I said. I went to pick it up out of my trunk but was stopped by Sam.

"Here let me get it." she said grapping it instead. "Man this thing is real light. How much does it weigh?" she asked.

"I don't know." I said. "Here give it to me. Just tell me where to put it." I said trying to take it out of her hands.

"No I got it. I am the birthday girl's mom, besides you have other things to do." she looking at me but moving her head in John's directions.

I looked over at him to see that he was laughing at us. It was funny to see how me and Sam interacted with each other. Some would say that we was long lost sisters in stead of just simpl sister-in-laws.

"Yeah your right." I said giving her a hug. "Tell the girls that I will be right in." I said to her softly.

"Ok. I will Bye." she said walking over to John.

She whispered something in his ear before giving him a hug and then walking towards the door.

I waited until Sam was inside before turning around and closing the trunk to my car. I then walked around to the front of it. I didn't want anyone looking at the window or trying to see what was happening. I knew that Randy and Sam would ask once I got into the house, but that was only because they are family and they care.

I closed my eyes and waited for John. I figured that he would yell at me or something. He may naturally be a good guy, but I knew that if someone pisses him off enough he could do some damage. I knew that he would never hit a woman or intentionally hit a woman. He might have given that Lita or Melina chick a FU, AA or whatever it is that they call it in the wrestling business. But like I said, that was in the WWE, it was all an act.

I opened my eyes to see John sitting on the ground in front of me with his head in his hands. That was when I realized that not only was he mad but he was also hurt. Part of me wanted to go sit by him and hold his hand. Or give him a hug, but he would probably just push me away and start yelling at me. So I just sat there and watched him.