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Kendall and Braedyn had been with thier dad for almost a week now. Things had progressed pretty smoothly too. Braedyn was already calling John "daddy" and he was more than happy to fill those shoes. Kendall was loosening up, but still held herself at a distance.

The girls had been bombarded by one part of John's family, with new members coming over every day. It was a lot of people to remember all at once, but the girls were coping fairly well. Now it was time to meet the other part of his family. John had to go back to work. The girls were actually looking forward to it. John had gotten the go-head from his boss, Vince McMahon. The girls were going on the road.

Tonight, John was planning on taking them to the arena with him. Kendall still wasn't exactly sure what it was that he did. He said he wrestled on television, which in her mind, seemed boring, but yet..he seemed to enjoy it.

Kendall was in the middle of selecting clothes for Braedyn when there was a knock on the door.

"Uncle Dave! Uncle Randy!" Braedyn smiled and launched her small frame at the two oversized teddy bears.

Dave Batista and Randy Orton smiled each giving the small child a peck on the cheek and a hug then did the same with Kendall. Kendall had felt an instant connection with the two and to her they were like the overprotective uncles she had never had but always wanted.

"John's in the shower..." Kendal said. Dave reached out to bang on the bathroom door yelling at John to hurry before sitting on the bed.

"So how's it hanging, Kandi?" Randy asked.

"I hate that name. Why can't you just call me Kendall, like everyone else?" she snapped making a face.

Randy laughed. "Because that would be way too easy. I could always call you Ken."

"Don't you dare...she is not a dude." John said coming out of the bathroom, dressed and ready to go.

Kendall finished pulling her hair back in a pony tail while John did the same to Braedyn. Kendall came out of the bathroom, rolled her eyes and re-did Braedyn's hair, as was her ritual every morning. The five headed down to the garage to thier car.

Dave was put in charge of protecting the girls while John and Randy had thier match. John had eplained that Randy and him would be wrestling against eachother. Kendall understood that they were pretending to be mad at each other for the camera, and that they'd probably get some bruises because of punching each other a few times, but for the most part it would be a normal wrestling match.

Braedyn and Kendall sat watching the small tv and were fine with the things they saw for the first two minutes. But then John and Randy started punching eachother and it started taking them longer to get up from the mat and Kendal started to worry. Trish and Torrie had come over to the locker room to hang out during the match.

"Trish...I thought...I thought they were wrestling...but they...that isn't wrestling..." Kendal stammered unable to take her eyes off the screen.

Trish looked at her confused. "Honey didn't your dad tell you what was going to happen?."

Kendal shook her head her eyes going wider and immediately she covered her sisters eyes with her hands. No one prepared her for this.

After the match, John stopped at the trainers to get his ribs and cut taken care of. Once he was done he headed to his dressing room and stood in the doorway shocked at what he saw. Torrie was holding a screaming Braedyn and Trish was trying to hold back Kendall who was trying to punch Randy. Dave Batista was beside Randy trying to calm Kendall down. He could hear Kendall screaming about hurting her "Daddy".

"What's going on?" he asked. He stepped forward only to be rushed by Kendall. He grabbed her up and looked questioningly at the others as she gripped him in a bear hug.

Torrie glared at him. "She thought you were being hurt...so did Braedyn."

Dave and Trish glared at him too.

"Yeah...you said she knew what to expect. You said you told her." Trish snapped.

He walked over to Torrie and gave a quick kiss to Braedyn's cheek. "Daddy's fine Braed's. See he just has a booboo."

Kendall didn't move but Braedyn reached out sniffling and touched the bandaged cut.

"Booboo?" she said. John nodded with a smile. "Yeah...Daddy just has a booboo." Braedyn looked at him for a moment then leaned over and planted a big loud smooch on his owie and grinned at him.

"All better!" With that she wiggled down from Torrie and threw herself at her Uncles. John placed Kendall on the floor and crouched down in front of her.

"Kendall..I thought you understood...we talked about it earlier." he said.

"He hit you with a chair... and the big guy threw you down..it sounded bad." she said as her fingertips touched his cut.

John smiled. "It didn't hurt much honey. It happens all the time."

"All the time? You didn't tell me..."

John looked at her confused. "Yeah..hunny I did...remember? In the car...you asked if I wrestled and I said yes...I even told you that Uncle Randy and I might seem mad at eachother but we really weren't."

"You said wrestled...People at my old school didn't wrestle like that. What if you get hurt like mom?" she murmered.

It took a moment for comprehension to dawn, but finally John understood.

"Ah...Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't realise. Look, I've trained for years on how to do this...so has Uncle Randy and the big guy (Umaga). We know how to make it look like it hurts without it really hurting that bad okay?" John lifted her eyes to his. "I'm very good at my job...I'm the best. I promise..you don't have to worry about me leaving like Mommy did. "

Kendal looked at him closely. "You sure you're okay? It doesn't hurt?" John smiled and shook his head. "Nah...I'm tough...it'll take more than a chair to get me down."

Kendall nodded and John swore that in an instant the look in her eyes changed from concern to furious. She doubled up a fist and socked her dad in the shoulder. John drew back in surprise. Randy and Dave stood there smirking. Boy was she a Cena..same look and everything.

"Kendall!" John said frowning. Kendall glared at her dad. "You knew I'd never seen your show, Daddy! I was worried!"

Upon being called Daddy, John's heart constricted and he gazed at his daughter with love.

"Baby I'm fine...I promise. Let's make a deal okay?" John rubbed his shoulder for a second before tweaking Kendall's nose. "How 'bout before every match you and I sit down and I tell you what's going to be done..that way you won't be surprised?" he said.

"What if you forget?"

"I won't forget...but you could always ask Uncle Randy or Uncle Dave or anyone else and they can tell you. So I'll tell you about the match before I go on...and you...you keep calling me dad?" John asked, holding his breath.

Kendall thought about it for a moment then agreed.

"Okay."

John smiled and gave her a hug. "Good..now that that's settled, go apologise for hitting Randy and yelling at him."

Randy held out his arms and she ran into them with a hug.

"I'm sorry I scared you, Kandi." he said. Kendall stepped back from him and gave him a overly sweet smile.

"Uncle Randy, I'm sorry for being mad at you and yelling at you and punching you." Kendall gave Randy her best imitation of the Cena stare, "but if you call me Kandi again, I'm gonna tell the whole locker room that you sleep with a stuffed toy."

"But that isn't true..." Randy started.

Kendall shrugged. "They don't know that."

Randy's eyes widened. Kendall turned walking out the door, leaving Randy to glare at a room full of laughing co-workers.

"She is so your daughter, John." Trish said, giggling.

John laughed, smiling proudly. "Yeah...isn't it great? I've got a mini me..."

"Lord help us all..." Randy muttered stomping out the door like a sullen child, a new round of laughter echoing in the halls.