Author's Note: Ha okay I had no idea why the little laugh was involved in the beginning. Anyway Marissa and Seth are back. Just this time Marissa asks a very important question of her Dad. Thanks to Eva for reviewing.

Disclaimer: I only own my OCs if you recognize them then I don't own them.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Monday November 19th, 2012 Dayton, Ohio (Marissa's POV)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dad, Cole, Dragon, Chimera, and I were getting the announce table ready. I glanced back over to where Avery and Justin were sitting. I'd been introduced to the two of them last week. Avery was a sweetheart. Then again Avery was doing the same thing I was doing. Juggling this and a baby. Though Hunter was months older than her little girl.

Her little Caterina Tori Roode. Or so she said her last name was Roode. The way Justin acts with her suggests otherwise, but I'm not one to pry.

Means people stay out of my person life. Heaven knows it was complicated enough as it is.

"Hey Dad." I said as he finished adjusting little things on his side of the desk.

"Yes Marissa?" Dad asked.

"So hypothetically how do you feel about cheaters?" I asked. He stopped and looked at me.

"Is there something you're not telling me?" He asked.

"No of course not. I just want your opinion." I replied putting a smile on my face.

"I don't generally approve of them Marissa." Dad said. Oh shit he was going to kill me if he ever found out.

"Okay. Thanks." I said as I settled down. I looked over at Michael who looked confused until Phoenix showed up and settled into her place. Phoenix settling in meant it was about to begin.

Tonight I was wearing a pair of dark blue jeans and a Bitter Sweet Got Swag Yellow Tee Shirt.

"I have to ask Marissa do you have swag?" Chimera asked with a smile.

"I like to believe I do." I answered with a return smile. The show started and I settled back to watch. I watched each match and segment with interest. Anytime Hunter needed me I would stop to get him out of his carrier and take care of him.

It was toward the end of the show and I was holding Hunter. He was looking up at me and I smiled down at him. His eye color had started to change. I didn't know how, but my little baby boy had ended up with complete heterochromia. I had panicked like any new mother when it started happening when he was three months old. I'd taken him to a pediatrician who pointed me to an eye doctor that worked on babies. He'd explained to me that everything was fine he would just have two different eye colors. His right one was darker than his left. I assumed that his left eye color would be green while his right would be a brown color.

Luckily Dad hasn't known the guy I was dating well who was Hunter's father. There would be some serious questions then. I looked up to see Paul Heyman in the ring. He brought out Punk, Scarlett, and Kamden. I listened as they talked. I looked down at Hunter when he placed a hand on my cheek. I smiled at him. I turned my head to kiss his palm. My eyes widened when Ryback's music hit. I watched as Scarlett and Kamden quickly left the ring.

Everything suddenly went into a blur. Ambrose, Rollins, and Reigns appeared. I moved off of reflex. I went into the corner where Justin and Avery were. As I watched I was taken back to when I'd first revealed I was pregnant to the guy I was dating.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Thirteen months earlier~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My hands were fisted in the carpet as I glared at him. It took everything in me to not attack him. He'd been hitting me for a good solid hour. He'd been yelling during that time too. The doorbell went.

"Go get it." He growled at me. I pushed myself up from the carpet and walked past him. He better pray that it wasn't my father at the door. I paused just in front of the door and looked at the mirror I'd hung there.

I almost didn't realize the face looking back at me. My lip was split and bleeding, I had bruises on both of my cheeks, and I had the beginnings of a black eye on my right eye. It would explain why it was getting harder to see. A quick glance down at my arms showed more bruises. I sighed and winced as that caused more blood to come from my lip. I opened the door and froze.

"Tyler what are you doing here?" I asked as I looked up at him. I watched as disbelief flitted across his face until it was replaced by rage.

"Rissy what happened?" He asked quietly his voice carrying a dangerous edge.

"You wouldn't believe I tripped and fell would you?" I asked.

"Rissy don't play me for a fool. What happened to you?" He growled.

"Marissa! Who is it you little slut?" His voice drifted from the back of the house still with that sharp edge I'd listened to for an hour. I looked up at Tyler. That rage just got replaced with a look of murderous hatred. I backed up quickly as Tyler stalked into the house. He slammed the door.

"Tyler come on get your temper together." I said as I walked backwards as he stalked through the house.

"Rissy have you seen your face?" Tyler hissed.

"Briefly." I said as I stopped walking and had me putting my hands on his chest.

"Tyler you going to jail won't help. Let me do it. Let me send him." I pleaded my hands fisting in the t-shirt. Tyler stopped and looked down at me.

"Marissa why didn't you answer me?" My current, or should I say ex-boyfriend, growled as he stalked into the room.

Tyler looked from me to him.

"This is the prick that hit you?" Tyler asked. I removed my hands from his chest.

"And you are?" Sam, ex-boyfriend, asked. I looked between the two of them. Sam was short compared to Tyler. Sam was 5'8" compared to Tyler's 6'1". Not only that if I had to put money on who would win a fight between the two I would say it would be Tyler. Hell I could beat Sam in a fight.

"I'm a friend who doesn't like her face being messed up." Tyler said as he stepped up to Sam. I was thinking about getting involved, but the doorbell drew my attention again. I went to answer still hoping it wasn't my dad. I opened the door to see two uniformed officers.

"Hi." I said.

"Ma'am we received a call about a disturbance. What happened to your face?" One asked.

"Her boyfriend happened." Tyler said. I whirled around to look at him. My first glance was at his knuckles to make sure he hadn't beaten Sam.

"Ma'am did he hit you?" The other officer asked.

"Yes sir." I replied as I turned to face him.

"You going to press charges?" The first asked.

"Yes." I replied.

"Is he in the residents now?" The second asked.

"Yes sir." I replied as I stepped back and allowed them to enter.

"Dad is going to kill me." I said as I walked to the kitchen.

"And why is he going to kill you?" Tyler asked as he followed me.

"I let a guy beat me for an hour Tyler. What was the good of him training me if I don't use it?" I asked.

"Rissy he'll understand." Tyler said.

"Not about everything." I whispered as I stood in the kitchen. I watched as one cop walked by with a kicking and screaming Sam.

"We'll need a statement." The second one said as he approached.

"Of course." I said.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Present Day~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dad had been pissed when I called him. I'd had to go visit him to deliver the news. I had to tell him not only had I gotten beat on for an hour, but I had to tell him I was pregnant.

The bad thing was that days later Tyler had ended all of our contact.

As I watched Seth now I wondered if he'd still want to protect me. Once he was finished putting Ryback through a table he turned to look at me.

I swallowed and again caught just a barest glimpse of something as he looked at Hunter and me. Something that scared me even more than his previous emotion of desire. I looked away as I mulled it over. He shouldn't have looked at me like that.

We were never going to work out. I knew that. He'd actually told me that when he'd ended our contact.

"Marissa we're fooling ourselves. We were never going to work out as friends or anything else. It's better if we just don't speak." His voice echoed in my head. Once the show was done Dad and I got everything together to leave.

"Rissa are you okay?" Dad asked.

"Yeah Daddy. I've been okay for a while now." I replied as I looked out the window of the rental. That emotion still bouncing around in my brain and causing an ache in my chest. His look should have never happened. It never should have happened. It made us so powerless.

Longing.