A/N: OK, to start off with, I don't own anybody but the oc's. Second, I don't know how I got this idea, but it just came to me. I hope it doesn't offend anybody. Please Read and Review. Let me know If I should continue it or just drop it. Your opinion matters here. Hope you all enjoy this as much as I have enjoyed writing it. I know sick in the head, yet a different tempo for me.

I had gotten use to everything by now. I learned to hold my tongue around him. If I was to say one word out of line I would get it. Even though I am only 16, I have learned a while ago how to deal with life in general. I wanted so much to have a normal life. I guess for me normal wasn't in my vocabulary.

I had dreams at night of a happier version of myself. In those dreams, I had a lovable caring, kind father. I never saw his face but I didn't get abused by him. I could tell that I was happy in my dreams. I so much wanted to get that place. I just didn't know how. I guess you could say that the universe didn't want me to be happy.

Everyday I would wake up and walked down the hall to see my abusive father. He first would yell at me, then if I didn't move fast enough to the kitchen he would hit me. I have had many broken bones in the past because of him. I had to cover it up each and every time. I just wanted another life, today was going to be the day that I got away from him.

It had been 13 years since I last saw the little girl that I had welcomed as my daughter. She was taken away from me by her mother. Take it I wasn't her real dad, but at one time I loved her like I was her real dad. I wished so much that she would show up. I did miss her and wondered if she was doing good. I went to the computer and brought up the search bar and searched for her.

Louisa Marie Pamperman

There was a newspaper clipping. I clicked on it and began reading

Liza Christine Pamperman, 26, Kyle Michael Kanbridge, 32, and Louisa Marie Pamperman, 5 were taken to the hospital early this morning after an apparent hit and run. Liza was pronounced at the hospital at 4:18. She suffered from internal injuries. Kyle, was sub dated in the hospital, he only has suffered a concussion. Little Louisa, she is in the ICU at the moment. She has a number of injuries. The doctors are saying that she may not make it through the night.

I clicked back to the other screen and looked for more. If she was dead I would be devastated I looked at the next one and clicked it.

Louisa Marie Pamperman is going home this afternoon. If you may remember that just three months ago, she was in a car wreck, where she lost her mother. She has recovered well, considering her numerous injuries. Her step-father Kyle Kanbridge is taking her home this afternoon.

I smiled just a little bit. Maybe she was OK I just wished she remembered who I was. I clicked back again and looked thought the sites again and noticed one that pecked my interest. I clicked on it and began reading.

Louisa Marie Pamperman has been arrest on assault charges. There was a phone call early this morning to the police station by a Mr. Kyle Kanbridge. He noted that Louisa was in his house and she had a knife. He was scared for his life. Upon the police arrival, they stated that Louisa had indeed cut the man. He sustained numerous injuries to the face and hands. Louisa stated stated, "That bastard had it coming to him." There are allegations towards the man for child abuse.

I gasped. This was only just the other day. I looked up the number for the jail that she was held in and called them. I was going to be seeing what the hell had happened to her. She was still like a daughter to me, blood or not.

"Hello, Tampa County Jail, how may I help you?"

"Yes, I need some information on a prisoner you have."

"What is the inmates name?"

"Louisa Marie Pamperman."

"What relation are you to the inmate?"

I had to come up with something. "Her uncle."

"OK, well she has a bond for $25,000. She has been arrested for assault with a deadly weapon. Right now she is in the hospital wing, she has suffered some injuries and we are assisting her injuries."

"Ok, when can she be released?"

"As soon as she makes bail, she will be released to the hospital."

"Can you take a bank card over the phone?"

"I can give you a bondsman's number so you can arranging it."

"OK,"

I was giving the information and hung up and called him. Louisa didn't belong in a jail. She belonged with someone that loved her. She was hurting and I wanted to make her feel better. That little girl had lost her mother shortly after Liza left me. I still felt responsible for it, I hoped I could get to know her again. I was just about to call her when there was a knock on the hotel's door. I walked to the door and answered it.

"What are you up to, John?"

"Trying to get somebody out of jail."

"Really? Who?"

"A girl that I use to know." I moved out of the way and let my best friend inside.

"Is she cute?"

"Randall, she's 16 for crying out loud." I said sitting back down in the spot that I was before he showed up.

"If she's 16, why don't you let her mother and father get her out?"

"Her mother past away and I think her stepfather is abusing her. At one time I was in love with her mother. I use to think of her daughter as my own." I smiled a little to myself.

"Do you still love her mother?"

"Randy," I shook my head.

"John, you can still love her even though she is dead. What made you want to talk to her daughter?"

"I just started thinking how it wouldn't be such a bad idea to have a family. Yeah, I tried with Liz, but you know that didn't work out."

"Well, what are you going to do?"

"I'm getting a bondsman for her and then I'll petition the court if she agrees to it that is. I'm not just going to take her out of her current life if she doesn't want to."

"Get to calling big boy. I'm sure that if it comes down to it, the company will be there to help you."

"I know,"

I called the bondsman and gave him what he needed. I told him that I would meet him in his office soon, seeing how I was currently in Miami, I could get there later on tonight. I informed him that once he got her out, that Louisa could call me. The bondsman needed to know where she could stay at and I told him that my house would be fine. I gave him the address before I hung up the phone.

"Done, and done." I said out loud.

"Good, now lets go." Randy said getting up and walking to the door.

I followed Randy out of the door and out of the hotel. We went to his rental and made our way to the jail. Once we got there we went inside the jail.

"How may I help you?" The lady behind the counter asked us.

"Louisa Pamperman? Has the bondsman made it here yet for her?"

She typed a little then looked back up at us. "Yes, she is in the conference room as we speak. Down the hall and its the first door on the left."

We walked down the hall. Once we got to the door, I knocked on the door. The bondsman opened the door and stepped outside.

"Which of you is Mr. Cena?" He asked looking between the both of us.

"I am, I am pleased to meet you." I said shaking his hand. "This is my best friend, Randy Orton." I said pointing to Randy.

"Well, pleased to meet you, Mr. Orton," He shook Randy's hand before he continued. "Now, the arraignments She has to be in court in two days. Once there we can go from there."

"What could happen?"

"I suggest you get a lawyer."

"Thank you." I said.

He walked away, which led Randy and I to walk into the room. I knocked on the door before I walked in. Louisa looked up when the door opened. She looked fail, and pale. She was so small considering that she was 16. There was something in her eyes that made my heart pull.

"I know who you two are, but what are you doing here?"

"I know you don't remember who I am, but at one time, when you were 3, I dated your mother. It started when you were only about a month old. I help raise you until you turned 3." I explained as I walked towards her.

"OK, well, in case you didn't know, my mom died when I was 5."

"I know that, I am sorry that she passed away." I sat down in front of her.

"Thanks," She whispered looking down at the floor.

"Can we please talk in the car?" Randy asked from behind me.

"Excuse me, what?" He head snapped up from where it was.

"John, well, he bailed you out, so can we please go. I can't stand jails."

"Sure," she said getting up.

We walked out of the room. I had to sign some paper work before we could leave. Once they were signed all three of us walked out and got into the rental again. Randy drove back to my house. He parked behind my car. This was going to be one long ass talk with the girl in the back seat. One long ass day that was ahead of us all.