I stood by the window of our room, watching the superstars bid farewell to everyone.

After watching my uncle walk away back towards the busses, I brushed passed Axel and headed back to our room,

unable to bare seeing him leave our lives once more.

Hearing children plead for them to return,

I shifted away from the window and walked towards the desk with the stack of paper Axel placed on the desk the night before.

Looking at each and every single one of the sheets were custody sheets that my brother and I took the time to fill out for the day our uncle would arrive.

Some sheets along with the pile included ripped pages from the phone book with names of people who we presumed to be our uncle but weren't.

Sighing in harsh defeat, I prompted myself on my bed shutting my eyes from the world as tears once more fell down my face.

CM Punk's View

I sat inside the tour bus that I shared with Hunter, Mike and John.

I refused to say bye to the children in the orphanage, not because I didn't want to, but I just couldn't afford to see both of my sister's children.

It's been three years since I heard that news that my sister was brutally murdered and Charlie was on the run from the suspected killers.

My mind automatically went to the safety of the children when I was given the tragic news.

And to just find out now that they've been here after all those years gave me relief.

But how can I make it up to my sister if I'm unable to adopt the children right at this moment.

I took a long paused in thought and shifted my gazed out the window at the sky.

The sun shined on me once more but I managed to catch Addie's daughter looking down with the look of sorrow.

Shaking my head in shame towards myself, I got up from the bus and made my way to the back door of the orphanage.

"Excuse me."

I said to the receptionist at the front desk as she was typing away on the computer.

"Yes, how may I help you?"

She asked looking away from the screen to myself, giving me a cheeky smile.

I smiled back in returned and proceed to my goal.

"I was wondering how the process of adoption works in this orphanage."

"Are you planning to adopt anytime soon?"

She asked. I nodded.

She looked back once again at the monitor and began typing.

"Well for starters, we have to do a full background check on you.

Meaning any criminal records, financial incomes, your status as a citizen, and of course if you're eligible for adopting."

She grabbed a stack of papers from the printer, which I assumed she printed out just now.

"Afterwards, you'll have to speak to our headmaster, Ms. Reid,

who will then interview you asking you what kind of child are you looking for from age to gender.

Then she will then let you meet some of the children and be able to communicate with them.

Once that is complete, she will ask you what your decision is

and once you chose your child the papers will be sent to the government for approval

and after that you may come and pick up the child."

I searched through the stack of papers.

"And how long exactly does the process for all of this take?"

"Well, about seven months to two years exactly."

'figures…' I said to myself.

Even if I did do the papers now, I still wouldn't have custody over the two until they're fifteen.

I looked at the receptionist once more, who by then was on the phone with who I presume is someone asking for adoption as well.

I looked around the office until I spotted the room I was looking for.

Quietly maneuvering away from the front desk, I made my way to the door reading, 'Ms. Reid'.

Seeing as she is the headmaster of this establishment, I knocked on the door just enough for anyone inside to hear.

"Come in."

I heard a woman's voice on the other side of the door.

Entering in, I quickly closed the door behind me and looked to see a woman in her late 40's,

wearing glasses, sitting by her desk and signing mountains of papers before her.

"Please take a seat. My name's Karla Reid, how may I help you?"

She looked away from her papers as she had her hands neatly placed on the desk, inspecting me from her glasses.

I walked towards one of the chairs before her and took a seat. I coughed slightly onto my fist.

"Good evening, my name's Phil Brooks.

You probably know that I'm one of the wrestlers that got invited today to visit this wonderful orphanage."

I started.

"And I had a few questions of my own regarding adoption here."

Ms. Reid looked at me strangely before speaking.

"Well Mr. Brooks, what exactly can I do for you today?"

She asked as she removed her glasses and placed them on her desk by the stack of papers.

I held the sheets in my hand that the receptionist printed for me and held them in front of me.

"I was wondering if I can adopt a child right now."

"My, Mr. Brooks. This is a first I've seen nor hear someone wanting immediate adoption after being here for not even a day.

Why the sudden urge?"

She questioned, trying to recompose herself from my outburst statement.

"Because there's kids here that I feel would be gladly appreciative for getting adopted at this time."

"Very well then Mr. Brooks,"

She began typing onto her computer,

"Who is the child you wish to adopt?"

"I wish to adopt Rae Ann and Axel."

Her typing stopped completely as she looked at me once more.

"You want to adopt the twins? Are you sure about that?"

"Why do you say it like it's a bad idea?"

I gave her a questioning look, as though she was offending my niece and nephew.

"Don't take it the wrong way Mr. Brooks but you have heard the rumors about those two.

How their mother was killed and their father is in hiding from the murderers.

Would it be safe for yourself to take both children into the same home?

I was hoping for them to be adopted separately, for the children's sake."

She explained.

"I'm sorry but I can't let my sister's children be apart from each other.

That's the last thing I know she'd want to happen to them."

I said, aware of the shocked expression once more that she gave me.

"So, you're the uncle the twins have been talking about?"

She asked almost in a whisper.

"They've been talking about me?"

Ms. Reid got up from her seat and began pacing between her office, looking out of her window every once in a while.

"Mr. Brooks, those two have been looking for you since the day they moved in here.

I've caught them tearing off pages from phone books, trying to call anyone under the letter B.

There were plenty of times when couples would come by, meet either one of them, then coming to me right away asking to adopt them.

But the minute the other twin found out, they made sure the adoption papers didn't process through."

"What do you mean by, 'didn't process through'?"

She continued looking out the window, watching the children bid their farewells to the rest of my co-workers.

"By that I mean, they've been asked my an arrange of couples.

From a modern couple to even a millionaire couple, they've been offered a chance to go home with them.

But money wasn't what they wanted.

In the end, the twins would suggest to these couples other kids who in the end have been adopted by them.

I've asked them why they did such a deed and they're answers were the same:

Because they're waiting for their uncle to pick them up."

She finished, looking back at me.

At this point I was caught off-guard by the news.

Both Rae Ann and Axel have sacrifice their chance with a new family to wait for me to come to their rescue.

They have given other children the opportunity to start a new life with a family.

I was proud of how well Addie has raised those two.

"So do you think it's possible for me to adopt them by tonight?"

Ms. Reid looked over at me before a smile formed on her face.

"With the fact that you are blood related to both children.

There won't be any need for waiting for the papers to be approved."

"So you mean –"

I stood up from the seat.

"Yes Mr. Brooks, it means you'll be able to take those two along with you by tonight."