Family Doesn't End With Blood

by Freakin' Yoda

Cayden Daniels, the little sister of Chris Daniels, is the newest TNA Knockout. Chris and his ex-best friend, AJ Styles, are the only family she has. When her "brothers" find themselves on opposite sides of a war, who will she side with? Now with The Guns

10. Chapter 10

Disclaimer: I only own Cayden. Everyone else owns themselves or is owned by TNA, however you want to look at it.

So, here it is, Chapter 10. I know I said I was going to work on other stories, but this one is my favorite, so he is another chapter that is entirely too long. :D I hope you guys enjoy it and its up to par. I also want to apologize for all the Christian Cage references. I know he isn't in TNA anymore, so it might annoy some of you, but I'm just on a big Captain Charisma kick, so *shrugs*. Anyway, here it is. Again, hope you enjoy it.

Cayden's was leaning against a wall, making out with a one Alex Shelley. They were in a pretty secluded hallway at the Impact! Zone. Cayden didn't want to get a reputation if someone caught her and Alex, and also, there was the Mafia and how they would use this against them to consider. And AJ and Chris, of course, wouldn't want their sister making out with anyone.

Cayden's hand was on the back of Alex's head, the other on his chest, while one of Alex's hands was on her hip, the other was cupping her face. They were really enjoying themselves, until they heard something coming from the adjacent hallway.

"Redbird, redbird, redbird." Chris Sabin's muttered voice said just loud enough for them to hear. Alex instantly pulled away from Cayden and then leaned against the wall beside her.

"And then, Sabin and I, we jumped out of the ring and I took out Bubba while he took out Devon." He said, as Amazing Red, TNA's X-Division Champ, walked by.

He nodded at both of them and they nodded back before he turned the corner. Then, once again, they heard Sabin's voice.

"Green-bird, green-bird, green-bird."

Cayden chuckled, glad that Sabin was keeping an eye out for them, before she looked at Alex, who was now standing in front of her again.

"And there goes the guy who stole all my fan-girls." Alex said, shaking his head.

Cayden smiled at him. "Well," she said, grabbing him by the shirt and pulling him closer. "He didn't steal this one." She said, her lips barely grazing his as she smiled. He smiled back, before he started kissing her again.

They were kissing for a while, until they heard Sabin yelling again.

"Redbird, redbird! Big! Red! Bird!" He muttered, only this time, instead of just standing at the end of the hallway on the other side of the wall, he took off running down the hallway towards them.

Alex rolled his eyes as he broke the kiss and looked at Sabin, who was almost to them.

"What?"

"Big redbird!"

"What are you talk…"

"Styles!" He yelled, as he continued to run by them without missing a step.

Alex looked at Cayden a little wide eyed, then dodged into the janitor's closet that was right next to them and pulled Cayden inside with him.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

"I don't want to die and I'm pretty sure that if AJ finds us making out, or thinks that we were, then he's going to kill me."

"Yeah, because if he finds us just talking or kissing in the hallway, he'll be more suspicious of us than if he catches us in a broom closet." She hissed, wondering what Alex was thinking.

He looked at her and shook his head. "Well, if you'd stop talking, he won't find us."

She scowled up at him as they held their breath, hoping that AJ would walk by and not find them.

They heard AJ's footsteps outside. They thought they heard him walk off, and were in the free and clear, until "Kryptonite" started blaring from Cayden's phone.

She cringed as she looked down at it. "Dang it."

Alex winched, watching his life flash before his eyes, as footsteps approached the door.

The door swung open and AJ stood in front of them, his phone to his ear. He shook his head as he stepped back and motioned for the two of them to step into the hallway, ending the call in the process.

He looked down the hall. "Sabin, you can come out too. I know you're down there."

Chris slowly turned the corner and walked towards the others. He stood beside Cayden and looked at the ground. He turned his head towards her and muttered. "Big redbird caught us."

Cayden closed her eyes and tried to contain her giggles as AJ pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head, sighing.

"Sabin, if I ever catch you covering for these two again, I'm…well, actually, I won't do anything. Instead, I'll have Jeff put you in a Submission match with Joe. Now, I'd like to talk to the two lovebirds alone please."

Sabin nodded before he hurried off in the opposite direction.

"Way to just leave us hanging Sabin!" Alex yelled, as Cayden shook her head.

"Boys got all the friends in the world, till trouble comes." She muttered, to which Alex nodded, then stole a glance up at AJ, before he looked down again.

"Now, do you want to explain to me why you two were in the closet over there?" AJ said, pointing towards the door.

"Well, AJ, no offense to Alex or anything, but he's an idiot." Alex held his hands out to his side, and looked at Cayden, confused, before she continued.

"See, we were just kissing." AJ raised an eyebrow at her. "We were! Geez AJ. Stop jumping to conclusions. We were just out here kissing, minding our own business, until Sabin said you were coming. Alex here got scared and pulled us both into the closet. Then, you called my phone, and, well, you know the rest." She explained.

"Cayden, seriously, I'm going to have to put a leash on you. You're hiding in a closet with someone who you've only went out with once." AJ said animatedly.

Alex looked from AJ to Cayden questioningly, as Cayden looked at AJ with a guilty expression.

"Um, actually, AJ, we've been out like four times." She said, shuffling her feet while studying them.

"Come again?" He said, looking somewhat angry.

"Well, me, Alex, and Sabin went out that one night after I got attacked by ODB. And then the three of us went out that weekend to see Avatar cause you didn't want to go, and Sabin mysteriously had to leave right at the beginning of the movie because of some emergency, and we really didn't pay attention to him either time anyway. And then we went out Monday night and then last night. Plus, I've practically been hanging out with him and Sabin nonstop during the shows." She confessed, not meeting AJ's gaze.

Finally, after a few moments of silence, she looked up at him and took in a sharp breath. "Oh come on AJ, I said I was going out with some of the wrestlers. I just stretched the truth a little."

"Cayden, you told me you were hanging out with the knockouts." He said, crossing his arms and narrowing his gaze at her.

"Okay, I lied. But, do you blame me? I mean, when my Senior Prom date came to pick me up, you were on the porch cleaning out your shotgun!" She said in her own defense.

"I just, I know how you get and I didn't want to say anything because you've been extra overprotective lately and I didn't want you to freak out, like you are now."

AJ finally sighed and nodded. "Okay, I get it. I have been a little overprotective lately."

"You think." Cayden muttered to which AJ arched his eyebrow, silencing her.

He looked between the two. "So, since you haven't been talking to me about this, what's going on? Are you guys just 'talking' or are you 'dating' or 'going steady' or whatever it's called these days?"

Cayden opened her mouth to say something, but Alex cut her off. "Well, actually, AJ, we're not official yet, but with your blessing, and, of course, if Cayden wants to, I'd like to make it official."

AJ smirked and nodded, as if saying it was fine, before he looked at Cayden, waiting for her to respond.

It took a few moments for Alex's words to sink into Cayden's brain, but once they did, she looked at him, shocked and nervous.

"Did, did you just in a kinda roundabout way ask me to be your girlfriend?"

Alex smiled and nodded nervously, waiting on Cayden to say something more.

She smiled up at him warmly. "Of course I'll be your girlfriend, silly." She said, as she stood up on her tiptoes and gave him a peck on the lips.

He smiled back at her as AJ cleared his throat.

"Well, that's great and all, but we need to set some ground rules." AJ said, as Cayden rolled her eyes.

"AJ, seriously, I'm 22. I don't think I need rules anymore." She said annoyed.

"Cayden, trust me, if anyone needs rules to keep them in line, it's you. And, if you don't listen to me, I'll convince Jeff to ship Alex and Chris to Japan to wrestle."

Cayden's jaw dropped. "You wouldn't!"

AJ smirked. "Try me."

Cayden looked up at Alex, who shrugged, before she glared at AJ, defeated. She sighed. "Fine, what are the rules?"

"One: I don't think you guys should really broadcast the relationship, especially with everything that's going on with the Mafia. Just try to keep it under wraps for a while till everything with them cools down." The couple nodded, not having a problem with that.

"Two: I don't mind seeing you guys hold hands or little pecks on the checks or things like that. But, I promise you, if I see you two making out, I will have to gouge my eyes out, so, if you're going to make out, don't do it around me or anywhere I go. And finally, Shelley, keep it in your pants, cause if you get her pregnant, I'm going to have to kill you."

"AJ!" Cayden screamed mortified, as her face turned beat red. She put her face in her hands to cover her embarrassment, as Alex looked the other direction, also pretty red.

AJ smirked as he saw how much he had made Cayden blush. He looked at the two. "Well, now that I've embarrassed Cayden, I'm going to have to steal her so we can get ready for our segment tonight."

Alex looked up and nodded before he smiled at Cayden. "Alright babe. I'll see you later." He said, bending down and giving Cayden a quick peck on the lips before he nodded to AJ and headed towards his and Sabin's locker room.

AJ chuckled at Cayden, who glared up at him. "I can't believe you said that."

"Oh, come on, I just couldn't resist. And, I will kill him." He said with a shrug.

Cayden rolled her eyes, before she shoved her hands in her pocket. "You aren't mad that I didn't tell you about the dates, are you?" She asked sheepishly.

AJ shook his head and slung his arm around her shoulder. "Nah. I have been really overprotective of you lately, you're right, but that's just because I want to keep you safe. From now on, though, you keep me in the loop, even if I am in crazy-big-brother mode. Okay?"

Cayden nodded her head as the two of them headed to hair and makeup.

*30 minutes later*

AJ rolled his eyes at Cayden as she walked out of the bathroom. "What are you wearing?" He said, pointing to her shirt.

"My old 'Got Charisma' t-shirt that Christian gave me forever ago. Duh." She said, looking down at the tee, annoyed that AJ was asking her stupid questions.

"You do know he doesn't wrestle for TNA anymore, right?" He asked, eyebrow raised.

She gave AJ a hateful look. "Yeah, I know. And, you know who I still blame for that? Angle." She said, not giving AJ a chance to answer. "If you ask me, he still deserves a royal beat-down for that." She hissed, clenching her hands into fist at the side.

AJ smirked at her. "Why do you think I'm so excited about Hard Justice? I personally get to give The Olympic Crybaby a beatin' that he'll never forget." AJ said, rubbing his hands together excitedly.

"And you'd better. If not, I'll have to do it myself, and we all know that if I get within three feet of Angle, I'm gonna get sick." She said, acting as if she was going to puke.

He looked at her sternly and pointed a finger at her. "You'd better not even think about going after Angle."

She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "No sir. No thinking of going after Angle, sir!" She said, saluting him.

He smacked Cayden upside the head lightly. "Come on. Dixie wants us both in the ring to talk to the crowd, get you a little face-time."

Cayden nodded, as she grabbed her belt and fastened it around her waist. "Let's go champ. Time's a wastin'." She said, as AJ slung his belt over his shoulder and smiled at her as they linked arms and walked towards the tunnel.

AJ and Cayden made their way to the ring in their street gear as AJ's entrance music blared.

"You ready for this?" He asked her as they walked down the ramp. She nodded her head as AJ climbed the steps and parted the ropes so she could get in easier. She stood up on the top turnbuckle and raised it above her head, as AJ stood up on the opposite turnbuckle and raised his belt. Cayden waved to the crowd as AJ was handed two mics. He walked over to Cayden, who had rested her belt on her shoulder, and handed her a mic.

"So, for those of you who didn't get to see Breakthrough, we have a new Knockout Champion. I told y'all she was a prodigy and I wasn't lying. Ladies and Gentlemen, I'd like to introduce you all to my beautiful and talented sister, Cayden Daniels, the new Knockout Champ!"

The crowd cheered pretty loudly for Cayden, willing to support the young knockout that AJ seemed to endorse.

"What's up Impact Zone?" She asked, to which the crowd cheered louder.

"Well, like AJ said, I'm Cayden Daniels, the little sister of him and Chris Daniels, and your new Knockout champion." To this, the ground cheered also, glad the gold was no longer around ODB's waist.

"Now, I want to tell all of you fans and every Knockout in the back that I am a fighting champion. I will take on all comers. Anytime, anywhere, anyplace, but know that I'm going to do whatever it takes to keep this title. So, be ready, cause a new era has begun." Cayden stated with finality, knowing that the crowd would respect that.

AJ smiled at his sister. "Well, now that we've got you acquainted with the new Knockout Champ, its time to take care of some other business. Last night, we got a new number one contender, Kurt Angle. He, of course, had his…" he looked at Cayden, moving his hand in a circle in front of him like he was trying to get the word to come to him.

"Gay posse?" Cayden finished for him with a shrug.

"That works." He said, smiling, before he continued.

"So, Angle had his gay posse come out and help him win the match. Now, see, I've got a problem with that. Kurt, you've got your little gang back there screwing everyone out of their matches and taking out everyone who crosses you. That doesn't sit too well with me. You also attacked me from behind a few weeks ago, and I have yet to get any payback for it. So, at Hard Justice…"

AJ was cut off by the Mafia music. He instinctively stepped closer to Cayden as Angle stepped out of the "heel" tunnel with Booker T by his side and Sharmell behind them.

"AJ, AJ, AJ." Angle said, as the group made their way down the ramp. They stopped at the end, looking at the two in the ring. "I thought you would have learned your lesson after the beating we gave you a few weeks back. Haven't you learned by now? Haven't any of you learned by now?" He said, holding his arm out, motioning to the crowd. "If you cross paths with the Mafia, we're going to take you out."

AJ saw Cayden tense up next to him at Angle's words. He knew she was worried about him, so he lightly nudged her. "They won't get to me. I promise." AJ whispered where only Cayden could hear him.

"I mean come on people. Look at who all we've taken out. I mean, I think there's a few people you might know. We're the reason Jeff Jarrett was gone for so long. And, of course The Icon himself, Sting. Oh, and let's not forget the Instant Classic, Captain Charisma himself Christian Cage." Kurt looked up at Cayden and smirked. "Nice shirt, Cayden. And no, we don't have Charisma, because I took him out last year. I beat him down so bad he's still probably feeling it. Not to mention we put him through a glass table." Angle smirked, as Cayden's fisted her hands at her side.

She remembered the glass table. She had actually been backstage that night and she had freaked. She had almost ran out to the ring, but Chris had just hugged her and held her back and turned off the TV, not wanting her to witness what had happened. Afterward she had stayed at the hospital for hours with Christian, worried sick. Rehashing old history was just making her hate Angle more and more.

"I mean, that guy is so washed up. He wasn't even worthy to carry my…"

"Hey Cue ball, why don't you do us all a favor and shut up." Cayden yelled into the mic, causing the crowd to go crazy. AJ looked at her in shock, but after he saw the look in her eyes, he knew better than to try to stop her.

"What did you call me?" Angle asked.

"Cue ball. Why don't you clean out your ears? No, seriously, clean out your ears I can see the wax from all the way over here. Ew, gross." Cayden said into the mic, cringing.

Booker put his mic up and started to defend Kurt. "You can't talk to him like that!"

"Shut up Whoopi." Cayden said without missing a beat. Booker looked at her shocked as AJ closed his eyes and tried to keep from laughing, not wanting to encourage Cayden.

"Angle, I am sick and tired of you and your crap. And guess what? I'm not the only one. Everyone in the back, not to mention all of these fans," she said, holding her arms out and spinning around slowly, "are just as sick of you as I am. You're nothing but a washed up hack who wouldn't amount to anything without your little 'mafia.'"

"You can't talk to me like that! I'm the Godfather!" He said with exasperation.

Cayden raised her eyebrows and made a skeptical face. "Someone's seen too many mafia movies. You know, you kinda look more like Scarface to me." She said, her infamous cocky smile forming on her face.

"Scarface? I am not Scarface!" He yelled, stomping his foot in frustration.

"Did he just stomp his foot?" AJ asked into the mic, pointing at Kurt while chuckling.

"What a Diva! But, AJ, he's right. We need to stop calling him Scarface." Cayden said seriously, almost apologetically.

"Finally you're coming to your senses. Thank you." Kurt said, throwing his arms up, letting them hit his thighs before he let them rest by his side.

"Yeah, I mean, come on, Scarface had hair." She said, looking at AJ with a huge smile.

"You can't talk to me like that! I'm the only Olympic Gold Medalist…"

"In professional wrestling history. We know. Kurt, seriously, it happened over 13 years ago. No one cares anymore. Let it go." She said, rolling her eyes.

"Hey you little ingrate, you'd better…" Booker began to yell.

"Shenzi, if you don't behave yourself, I'm going to go get Mufasa!" Cayden said to Booker, referencing Whoopi Goldberg's voice-over in "The Lion King," causing the crowd to lose it.

"Did you just…" Booker tried to say, but Cayden cut him off.

"Mufasa." Cayden interrupted with a grin.

"Would you…" He tried again, but was once again cut off by Cayden.

"Mufasa!"

Deciding he wanted in on the fun too, AJ grinned and quoted the Lion King. "Ooh, do it again."

"Mufasa. Mufasa Mufasa!" Cayden said, leaning against the ropes towards them. AJ shook his head, almost doubled over with laughter, amazed that Chris and him had made her so mean, as the crowd started chanting "Mufasa."

"Cayden, stop saying Mufasa right now!" Kurt yelled from outside the ring,

"Oh look, Cue ball thinks I'm actually going to listen to him." Cayden said with a laugh.

"You know, I don't remember any of you laughing after I took your friend Christian out. We all knew he couldn't hack it in TNA."

"Kurt. I'm warning you right now. Keep talking bad about Christian and I'll make you regret it." Cayden said, pointing her finger at him with an icy glare, all joking gone from her voice.

"What? I'm merely stating the fact that he couldn't cut it in TNA. He was never good enough to be here and, quite honestly, he isn't even talented enough to sell the T-Shirts at the merch table." He said, pointing towards the hallway where the merchandise area was.

"Well, at least Christian isn't gay like you." She said, with a smug smirk.

"What? I'm not gay!" Kurt yelled, enraged.

"That's not what I heard. And, even if I hadn't been told that by half the Knockouts, let's look at your behaviors. You wear suits all the time; overcompensation much; hang out with all guys, and never go anywhere without your 'mafia'. Heck, I bet you guys even go to the bathroom in groups." She said with a chuckle. "Plus, there's only one girl in your entire group. All signs point to 'yes'."

"You know what Kurt, I'm getting really sick of this whore's mouth." Booker said, to which AJ whipped off his sunglasses and started towards the ropes, but Cayden shook her head, stepping in front of AJ, keeping him from going after Booker.

"Booker, seriously, the only whore out here is your wife." Cayden said, pointing to Sharmell, who looked at her shocked. AJ still glared at Booker, but remained behind Cayden.

"Cayden. Sharmell is not a whore and the Mafia is not gay. I think you are just jealous that your brother chose us over you."

Cayden looked at him with pure hatred, shooting daggers at him with her eyes.

"When's the last time you talked to Christopher?" Kurt asked, raising an eyebrow.

Cayden suddenly found her belt very interested and started staring at it while ignoring what Kurt was saying

"Yeah, that's what I thought. How does it feel Cayden? That your brother abandoned you? Didn't he tell you that he would never do that? Guess he's realized who his real family is, and in his real family, the Mafia," he said, motioning between him, Booker, and Sharmell, "there isn't room for you, and there never will be. Basically, you don't have a brother anymore. Heck, you don't even have any family at all." Kurt said, stating the last part slowly and with extra emphasis.

AJ looked over at Cayden, who was biting her bottom lip and blinking, looking towards the ceiling. Kurt had crossed a line and now it was time for big brother AJ to step in.

"Kurt, you obviously know nothing about Cayden's family, because you're talking like she only has one brother. Well, she actually has two, and you're looking at her other big brother, the Phenomenal AJ Styles!" He said, putting his arm around her shoulders and pulling her to his side.

"And this big brother isn't going anywhere. And you know what else Kurt, this belt isn't going anywhere either. And, see, that's what I was trying to tell you before you started running your mouth. See, your little 'mafia'" AJ said, using air quotes. "Well, they aren't going to be able to interfere in our match because I talked to Dixie and the others in charge and they've agreed at Hard Justice that our match is going to be a Six Sides of Steel Match."

Kurt got wide eyed and looked at AJ in shock, as him and Cayden just smiled.

"See, you and your Mafia have cost me and a lot of the guys in the back. You've taken our friends out of this company, you've cost us matches and title shots, and you've torn people away from their families." He glanced at Cayden during his last point, before he continued talking.

"So, at Hard Justice, when I beat you, it isn't just going to be for me, it's going to be for all of these fans and everyone in the back or at home that you and your Mafia have screwed over. And, after I retain my title, my next objective is going to be to tear the Mafia apart at the seams. See, I know what your goal is in all of this." AJ stated, adjusting his title belt.

"Oh, you do? Please then AJ, enlighten us all." Kurt said sarcastically.

"Well Kurt, it's simple. It's all about Hogan. We all know that he's coming in a few months, and would be here sooner if it wasn't for all the red tape. But, he's coming and when he does, TNA is gonna be turned upside-down, and you, you're hoping to capitalize. You want the Mafia to be the prominent group when he comes and you want him to join, just like the old Wolfpack days. Then, with Hogan in the group, you'll have the run of TNA. I mean, come on Angle, anyone can see what your 'master plan' is." AJ said, throwing his arms into the air.

"Well, you got me AJ. That's exactly what we're planning. We will run TNA once Hogan gets here. And, I know what you're thinking. You're thinking that you're going to stop us, right AJ?" Angle asked animatedly.

AJ nodded, mouthing something to Angle.

"Well, AJ, you won't stop us. You can't. Because at Hard Justice, I'm not only going to beat you, I'm going to show everyone just how worthless you are. I mean, face it AJ. You're such a loser that your own father didn't want you." He said, referencing the fact that AJ's dad had kicked him out at 15.

AJ started to step forward, but Cayden put a restraining hand on his chest, talking to him without the mic. "AJ. Two out here, two more in the back." She informed him, knowing (from a text message from Joe) that Angle had sent Joe and Daniels out of the Arena to get something for him. Now, she realized it was probably just a bogus excuse to get Chris out of the arena so he wouldn't' kill him for being hateful to Cayden.

"We can't take them all. It isn't worth it. Let him talk his smack, save it for the Pay-Per-View." Cayden said, trying to calm her big brother, who nodded at her.

"And, AJ, you aren't the only one in your family that is worthless. Your sons are too. Guess the apples don't fall too far from the tree."

That was it. Angle had pushed Cayden over the edge. "Ah, heck no." She yelled loud enough that her mic picked it up before she threw her title and mic on the ground and ran towards the rope, and before anyone could react, spring-boarded over them and hit Angle and Booker with a high flying move, knocking them down and also taking out Sharmell with a domino type effect.

"Oh no." AJ muttered, tossing his own mic and title down before he ran out of the ring and ran over to the four people on the ground. He helped Cayden up, who proceeded to kick Angle in the face.

"No one talks about my nephews! No one!" She yelled, spitting on him.

"Cayden, let's go." AJ said, grabbing Cayden's arm. He wanted to rip Angle's head off, but he also knew that the rest of the Mafia would be heading out to the ring at any moment and he needed to get Cayden out of there. He started leading her up the ramp when Nash and Steiner emerged from the heel tunnel.

"Crap. Didn't think that one through, did I?" Cayden muttered to AJ who glanced behind him.

"Get in the ring now." AJ ordered her.

"Not unless you're coming too. Not leaving you out here on a Kamikaze mission." She said, not taking her eyes off the approaching Mafia members.

"Cayden…" He glanced down, and, knowing she wouldn't move without him, ran towards the ring, holding onto her arm, keeping her with him. She stopped at the edge however, and reached underneath the apron until her hand grasped what she was looking for.

"Good 'ol Stinger." She whispered, as she pulled a bat out and rolled into the ring with AJ. Kurt and Booker, who had finally made their way back to their feet, along with the rest of the Mafia, surrounded the ring.

The two wrestlers in the ring stood back to back. Cayden held the bat up, ready to use someone's head as her baseball, as AJ held his title belt, prepared to clock anyone who tried to get into the ring.

"We are so screwed." Cayden muttered, as AJ nodded.

"It's like that scene in Clone Wars, where they're about to die cause all the droids have them surrounded and then Yoda shows up with the clones." AJ whispered back.

Cayden rolled her eyes. "Are you serious right now? We're about to die and you're making a Star Wars reference?"

"We aren't going to die. We've just got to kill time." AJ stated, as him and Cayden circled around, staying back to back.

"Kill time? Till what?" Cayden asked, tensing up as the members of the Mafia got on the apron.

"Til Yoda and the Clones show up." He said over his shoulder. Cayden glanced back at him, confused, until the sound of machineguns blared through the arena and Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin made their way out of the tunnel and started towards the ramp. They were nearing the ring when a voice filled the arena.

"Everybody stop now. Stop now." Jeff Jarrett said, walking out of the tunnel and heading to the middle of the stage. Alex and Chris both pointed at a different member of the Mafia, telling them to stay still or they were coming to the ring.

Angle picked up a mic. "Jarrett, what business do you have giving anyone orders? You aren't in charge anymore, remember?"

"Well, Kurt, see, that's where you're mistaken. Dixie Carter called me three weeks ago, actually, the same week Cayden here debuted on Impact! Apparently, the Hogan thing is taking a little longer than Dixie thought it would, and she feels really overwhelmed right now. So, until Hogan can get here, she's asked me to come back and run things." Jeff said with a smile.

Cayden smiled widely in the ring then looked at Booker. "Who's the 'whore' now Whoopi?" She yelled, causing Booker to start to get into the ring. AJ pushed Cayden behind him, as Alex and Chris started forward, but, once again, Jarrett stopped everyone in their tracks.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Booker, stop means don't move, so get away from Cayden and AJ before I let Cayden start wailing on you with that bat." From behind AJ, Cayden raised both eyebrows at Booker, as if asking for him to give her an excuse to use the bat. Booker wisely moved back onto the apron.

"Now, it seems we have a problem here, now don't we. We've got five of you guys, four of them, and you all want to fight. But, we're not going to have a brawl here and take out two of our champs. So, here's what we're going to do. Cayden?" Jeff asked, cocking his head to the side.

Cayden reached down and, never dropping her bat, grabbed a mic. "Yeah Jeff."

"How do you feel about tagging with AJ tonight against Sharmell and Booker?"

She smiled widely. "Superman and me versus the walking mouthpiece and Shenzi? I think you are reading my mind Double J. Book it!"

"Booked." He said, as AJ and Cayden smiled at each other.

"You can't do that!" Booker yelled, as Jeff shook his head.

"I can't believe I'm about to say this, but, in the words of Cayden Daniels, 'Shut up Whoopi.' It's happening. Suck it up." Jeff said with authority, causing the crowd to go crazy.

Cayden smiled, before she caught Jeff's attention and motioned to the Guns. He winked at her, understanding what she was saying.

"Now, on to the Guns. I bet you guys are really angry about what happened at Breakthrough, aren't you?" Alex and Chris nodded, as they turned to face Jeff, but kept glancing over their shoulders, keeping an eye on the situation in the ring.

"Well, as much as I hate it, I do have to play fair and throw the Mafia a bone every once and a while, but, I still feel like you guys deserve a title shot too. So, next week on Impact!, it'll be British Invasion vs. Scott Steiner and Booker T…" He paused for dramatic effect before continuing.

"And the Motor City Machineguns in a 3-way tag match for the titles." Chris and Alex nodded, as Chris started jumping up and down, rubbing his hands together excitedly and Alex pointed at Steiner and started mouthing off.

"But, I bet you guys still want payback. And, since I have a good feeling that Cayden and AJ are going to take care of Booker tonight, I'm going to give you guys Steiner in a handicap match tonight." Jarrett said with a smile, causing Alex and Chris to give each other a high-five.

"Oh, and if any of the other members of the Mafia get involved in either of these matches, Kurt will automatically forfeit his title shot and I'll give it to Lashely. And, yes Kurt, I assure you that I can indeed do that." Jeff said, as Kurt lifted his mic to protest.

"Now, let Cayden and AJ leave the ring without touching them." Jeff ordered, as Nash moved from his spot, separating the champs from the tunnels. Cayden smirked at Angle.

"Told you not to mess with me." She then glanced at a mortified Sharmell. "See ya tonight, mouthpiece." With that, she reached down, grabbed her belt, and followed AJ out of the ring.

"Are you okay?" Alex whispered to her as she walked by them. She winked at him, as they continued up the ramp to the tunnel, which Jeff had already gone through.

Jeff was leaning against a wall as the four exited. Cayden ran over to him and threw her arms around his neck. "Thanks Yoda. Gotta go get ready for my match." She said, as she ran by him and towards her and AJ's locker room.

"Why did she just call me Yoda?" Looking confused, he asked AJ, who just shook his head and laughed. "Long story. Thanks for the save out there though." He said, clapping his shoulder.

"No problem. That girl is going to get herself killed one of these days, isn't she?" He asked, to which AJ nodded.

"Absolutely. She was already fearless, and then we made the mistake of letting her hang out with Christian, who taught her how to mouth off and get under people's skin." AJ stated, shaking his head.

Jeff nodded with a chuckle. "Yeah, he has a tendency to do that, doesn't he?"

AJ nodded, as Jeff rubbed one of his eyes. "I still can't believe she started chanting Mufasa out there."

"I can." AJ glanced over his shoulder and saw Alex and Chris heading to their locker room. "Alex! Chris! Thanks for the help tonight." He yelled down the hall. The Guns waved back, letting him know it was no problem, before they entered their locker room.

AJ looked at Jeff. "So, you're back in charge now?"

Jeff nodded. "At least for the time being. AJ, at Hard Justice I want you to do us all a favor and take Angle out. If Hogan comes back to a Mafia run TNA, we are all screwed."

AJ nodded. "After the crap he's been pulling, I'm not going to have a problem doing that." He said with a smile before he walked towards his and Cayden's locker room.

As AJ walked into the room, he was hit in the face with some clothes. He grabbed them and looked down at them, seeing they were his white with blue wrestling pants and matching hood. He glanced up at Cayden with a questioning look.

"We're wearing white and blue out there tonight." She informed him.

"Um, since when?" He asked, as Cayden shrugged.

"Since I decided that's what colors we're wearing." She said with a smile on her face. He rolled his eyes and muttered, "women."

"Excuse me? I still have the bat over here if you hadn't noticed, so I'd watch my mouth if I were you. Now, go into the bathroom, change into the outfit I picked out, and don't complain about it." She said, putting one hand on her hip.

AJ put his hands up as if he was defending himself, as he walked toward the bathroom. Suddenly, a thought crossed his mind and he looked at Cayden. "Hey, munchkin?"

"Yeah." She said, turning from where she was digging through her bag to face him.

"How did you know there would be a bat there? I mean, we don't keep weapons under the ring normally." He asked, confused. She smiled and chuckled lightly.

"Oh, that. Well, you know how I always used to hang out with Stinger whenever you guys were busy?"

AJ nodded his head as she continued.

"Well, once day, I had asked him why he loved this business so much. He smiled, lead me out to the ring before everyone got there, and just showed me everything. Said he loved that he was one of the reasons that the Zone got filled up and how a place that was so quite at that moment would erupted whenever he came out of the tunnel. Then, he told me he wanted to tell me a secret, but I had to promise to not ever tell anyone. I agreed, and he showed me where the bat was. He would always give one of the set-up guys shirts and stuff for his kids, so long as he hid the bat there every time they put the ring up. Even if he wasn't scheduled, he told the guy to always put it there, because he might show up at any time and need it." She explained, smiling fondly at the memory.

"I remembered that why we were out there, and took a chance. Luckily, it paid off." She said with a shrug. "I just wish Stinger could have been here to see all of it, you know? I mean, he could have at least called me after I won the title. Where's he at AJ?" Cayden looked at her older brother, her eyes pleading for an encouraging answer.

AJ sighed, as he leaned against the doorframe. "I don't know Cayden. I really don't. I was really surprised he didn't call you either, but then again, none of us have heard from him for months. I don't know what's going on."

"I thought Sting left on his own will, but out there, Angle said something about them taking him out. I mean, you don't think they did something to him, do you?" She asked worried.

AJ shook his head. "They aren't that stupid. Stinger and 'ol faithful there." AJ motioned towards the bat, "could probably take out most of the Mafia. I bet they have put some pressure on him to stay gone, but I'm sure he's fine. He's probably just trying to figure everything out."

Cayden nodded at AJ, who smiled and winked at her before he stepped into the bathroom to change into his outfit. When he came out, Cayden had her outfit on also. It was the same design as her first outfit, but the primary color was white and it had blue designs everywhere. She had her ipod in, and when she saw AJ walk in, she looked at him and smiled.

"Ready to do this?" She asked, as he smiled and nodded. She stood up, grabbed her belt and put it around her waist as he did the same. She slipped on her hood and cracked her knuckles.

The two of them headed to the tunnel. AJ glanced over at her. "We using your entrance song?"

"No, let's just use yours." She said smiling, as he motioned to the stagehand before his music hit. Get ready to fly!

The lights came on and the fountain fireworks started as Cayden and AJ stood on the stage, hoods up. AJ flipped his hood down first, and then Cayden flipped hers down and motioned to her title belt. AJ and her made their way to the ring, slapping the hands of the fans in the process.

They handed the refs their belts as Booker T and a terrified looking Sharmell made their way to the ring.

AJ and Booker started the match first. Remembering the beating he had received weeks before, AJ ran at him locked him up, before hitting him with a belly-to-back suplex. He picked him up and slammed him to the ground. Then, he jumped off of the ropes and did a moonsault onto him. He went to lift him up, but Booker low-blowed him.

"Hey!" Cayden yelled at the ref as AJ fell down to the ground. Booker then started an offense on AJ. Cayden cheered AJ on from the apron as the crowd got behind them. Suddenly, the crowd started chanting.

"Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa, Mufasa!" They chanted. Booker started getting angry and glanced at Cayden who was smiling on the apron.

"Told you not to mess with me." She said with a cocky smirk, trying to keep Booker distracted from AJ. Enraged, he walked over to her and smacked her across the face. Then he grabbed her by the back of the head and jumped onto his knees, pulling Cayden's neck down, hard, onto the ropes, causing her to fall off of the apron with a thud.

"Oh, come on! That as uncalled for! Ref, do something!" Taz yelled at the announcers' table.

Booker looked pretty smug as he glanced over the ropes at Cayden, who was now lying on the ground on the outside. As he turned around however, he was face to face with AJ Styles, who had a look of hatred that Booker had never seen before.

AJ socked him hard across the jaw sending him to the ground. He then got on top of him and started alternating left and rights, punching him furiously. "Booker, I'm gonna kill you for that." He yelled, before running against the ropes and hitting Booker with a flying knee.

He glanced towards the corner, where Cayden had since pulled herself back onto the apron. AJ started towards her to check on her, but she gave him a thumbs up, letting him know she was okay. AJ turned around to attack Booker, but when he did, Booker was halfway across the ring. He ran over to Sharmell, who looked at him shocked, before he tagged her and slid out of the ring.

Cayden smiled widely as she stuck her arm out for a tag. "AJ!" She yelled. He smiled at her and tagged her in.

Cayden walked over to Sharmell, who was cowering on the apron, grabbed her by her extensions, and pulled her into the ring.

Sharmell fell to the ground with a thud, as Cayden picked her up and Irish Whipped her into the corner. Cayden ran over and hit her with a missile dropkick causing her to fall to the ground yet again, Cayden then picked her up and hit her with a sidewalk slam.

Cayden was starting to toy with Sharmell, who was practically out of it, until she heard AJ yell at her.

"Cayden!"

She glanced to the corner.

"Yeah?"

He pointed to Sharmell. "Just finish it!"

She nodded, as she grabbed Sharmell from behind, and spun both of them around.

"Taz, is she about to do what I think she's going to do? Mike asked.

"It sure looks like the 'Unprettier' to me, Mike." Taz commented.

Cayden was about to hit the Unprettier, until she saw Booker racing towards her, ready to deliver a clothesline. She braced for impact, but right before Booker got to her, AJ jumped off the top turnbuckle, over Cayden and Sharmell, and hit Booker with a Hurricanrana.

Cayden smiled at her older brother, as she slammed Sharmell into the mat, hitting the Unprettier on her. She quickly covered her up, as the ref got down on the mat and counted. 1, 2, 3.

She stood up and hit her chest over her heart twice before she put her hand over her eyes as if she were searching for someone, then pointed into the camera and winked.

"Love you Captain America." She mouthed, as AJ wrapped her into a bone crushing hug.

"Your throat okay?" He asked concerned. She nodded as the ref handed them their titles and the two champs made their way backstage.

"Well, if you ask me Cayden Daniels just sent a message. Angle was talking bad about Christian Cage, who she happens to be very close to, and then, she hits Sharmell with the Unprettier." Taz said, as Mike nodded.

"I agree Taz, but what will the repercussions from the Mafia be for this?"

Taz shrugged, "I don't know Mike, but I know that anyone who wants to get to Cayden is going to have the hefty task of going through our Heavyweight Champ, AJ Styles, first."

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Chris Daniels and Samoa Joe had just gotten back from the errands Angle needed them to run, which were pointless and could have waited until after the show, when he ran into Jeff Jarrett, who told him all of what had happened in the show thus far, including Booker smacking Cayden and hurting her throat.

Daniels stormed into the Mafia locker room, and seeing Booker, who was nursing an injured Sharmell, he ran over to him, punched him across the face then grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him against the locker.

"What the heck was that Booker? You smacked my baby sister? Called her a whore? I'll kill you!" He said, shoving him further into the locker.

Nash and Angle quickly came over and removed Chris from Booker and held him back.

"Christopher, you need to calm down, now." Angle demanded as Chris glared at him.

"Is that why you sent me and Joe out of the arena? So you could mouth off to my sister? Upset her?" He asked, furious, as Joe stood behind him.

"Look, your sister assaulted me. If anyone should be upset her, it's me." Angle stated matter of factually.

Chris scoffed. "And, that would have never happened had you just minded your own business and let her have her moment in the ring. But, you had to go try to steal her thunder, but too bad you couldn't. Instead, you found out that she has mic skills far superior to yours. And not only that, but you guys made one big mistake tonight Angle."

"Oh yeah, and what's that?" Nash asked, arms crossed, causing Chris to look at him.

"You lit a fire under her. My sister will take a lot of crap and just ignore it, but the moment you talk bad about anyone she cares about, like her nephews and Christian, you tick her off beyond belief. And when she gets fired up, she gets everyone around her fired up. Such as AJ, Jeff, and the Guns." Chris said, before he glared back at Angle.

"And, let me make two things perfectly clear to all of you. And after Steiner gets back from the butt-kicking that the Guns are giving him in the ring right now," he said, motioning to the monitor, where the Guns were in complete control of their match. "You can spread the word to him too. One, there will always be room for my sister in my life; Mafia or no Mafia. And, two, and the most important point; if anyone, and that includes everyone in this room, lays a hand on my sister, I will lay them to waste. Do I make myself clear?" He hissed, glaring especially at Booker during this interaction.

Angle looked around, before he stood next to Daniels and whispered in his ear, just loud enough for him to hear. "Daniels, I don't like your attitude. If you don't start to fall in line, I promise you that I'll let the whole world know how your Dad left Cayden and doesn't love her. I wonder how little Cayden, who has been telling everyone he's dead all these years, would handle that."

Chris glared at Angle with pure hatred, as Angle motioned to the monitor, where the Guns hands were being raised in victory. "Nash, let's me and you go get our boy. Booker, take Sharmell to the trainer. Joe, stay here with Christopher and keep an eye on him." All of them but Chris nodded, as everyone exited the room but Joe and Chris.

Chris started pacing around the room, before he punched a locker and yelled.

"Chris, you've got to calm down. Cayden's fine." Joe stated, trying to ease his friend's nerves.

"It's not that. I know she's okay." He stated, exasperated, as he sat down.

"Then what is it?" Joe asked, sitting next to him.

"Kurt basically threatened to tell everyone the big family secret if I don't fall into line. I should have never told him and it'll crush Cayden if everyone knows. She still blames herself."

Joe sighed. He was beginning to wonder if the promise of getting a title shot, which had yet to happen, was the worth the hassle of the Mafia. "Wow, I would say that I can't believe he would stoop that low, but then again, it's Angle. But, I'm telling you this right now. If he does pull that crap, I'll help you throttle him."

The two sat in silence, until suddenly, Joe looked over at Chris and smiled. "Did your sister really get the crowd to start chanting 'Mufasa' at Booker?"

Chris chuckled. "Yep. I could have warned them not to mess with her, especially not say anything bad about Christian. That guy is like her idol. And then, insulting the nephews on top of that? Angle is lucky he's still breathing."

Joe nodded in agreement as he grinned. "I heard that. I've had a few encounters with what we dubbed 'The Fiery Red: Hurricane Cayden'."

Chris outright laughed at that. "Yeah, she's kinda a spitfire. I mean, seriously, Sharmell didn't say a word while we were in here because of what Cayden did. That's the longest Sharmell has ever been quite."

"You're right. Your sister shut Sharmell up. I'm giving that girl the biggest hug ever next time I see her, I don't care if she hates me or not." He said with a smile.

Chris nodded, as he pulled out his phone. "I'd better call and check on her." He said, as Joe nodded. Chris hit speed-dial one and waited for his sister to answer.

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Cayden had just walked out of the bathroom with her street clothes on after taking a shower. She stepped out as she heard a knock on the door.

AJ opened it and saw Alex and Chris on the other side. He smiled at them and motioned them in, as Chris stood by the door and Alex hurried over to Cayden.

"Are you okay? Did Booker hurt you?" He asked, as he gently held her face by the chin and examined her face and neck.

She rolled her eyes. "Guys, seriously, I'm not a Porcelain Doll here. It was a slap and a bounce against the ropes. I'm fine." She said, as he raised an eyebrow.

"Babe…"

"Alex, the girl says she's fine. Geez, you're getting to be as bad as AJ." Chris muttered, leaning against the wall.

Cayden smiled over at him. "Thanks Chris. You did great out there." She then looked up to Alex and smiled at him before she gave him a quick kiss. "You were amazing out there."

He smiled at her. "You did great too." He said, as Chris and AJ, who were standing by the door, both acted like they were gagging themselves. Cayden took off her shoe and chucked it at them. "Shut it Styles, Sabin!"

Sabin shook his head. "You know I'm just kidding girl. You did great. Now, come over here and give me a hug."

She walked over to him and gave him a friendly hug, as her phone suddenly started to go off. Has he lost his mind? Can he see or is he blind? Can he walk at all, or if he moves, will he fall? Ozzy Osbourne's Iron Man played from her duffle bag.

"Chris!" She nearly screamed, as she darted towards her bag.

"What did I do?" Sabin asked, confused.

"Not you, her brother." AJ said, as he looked over to where Cayden was frantically digging through her bag.

"Chris!" She answered, nearly yelling.

"Hey kiddo. Are you okay? Did Booker hurt you?" Chris's concerned voice came across the phone.

"X, seriously, it's nothing. A fifth-grade girl could hit harder." She chuckled.

"Well, I socked him a good one right in the jaw for you." He stated, as she got wide eyed.

"You did?"

"Of course. You're my baby sister. No one puts their hands on my Short Stuff and lives to tell about it. I don't care what Angle said out there, nothing is going to change that."

She smiled widely, "Thanks Bubby."

"Welcome Sis. Oh, and me and Joe both want to thank you for shutting Sharmell up with that Unprettier. She hasn't said a word yet! It's the longest she's ever gone without speaking." He chuckled."

"Glad I could help." She said, laughing, as she heard Joe say something in the background.

"Kid, Angle's on his way, so I got to go. Take care of yourself and I'll see you soon, okay. Love you Short Stuff." He hurriedly said.

"Okay Chrissy. Love you too." She stated, before he hung up.

"Everything okay munchkin?" AJ asked, as she nodded.

"He was just checking on me. Said he socked Booker one for putting his hands on me." She said with a smile.

"Good." AJ stated with a nod, glad that Chris hadn't completely abandoned his brotherly duties.

"Well, we'd better getting heading out of here before you hit someone else with the Unprettier or decide to bust out the Rock Bottom or rip off some other wrestler." AJ said, grabbing his duffle bag.

Cayden nodded, as she slung her bag over her shoulder. She walked over to Chris and gave him a big hug before she put her shoe back on. Then she gave Alex a kiss.

"Call me later tonight, alright?" She asked, as he nodded.

"Okay Babe." He said, kissing her back before she followed AJ towards the door.

"Bye guys." AJ said as he and Cayden exited, both giving a light wave.

"Bye." The Guns said, waving back.

As soon as Cayden and AJ had turned the corner, Alex smacked Chris upside the head.

"Dude, what the heck?" Chris asked, rubbing the back of his head.

"Stop checking out my girlfriend's butt." He said, pointing at Chris, who put his hands up defensively, as the two best friends exited the locker room.

Well, there it was. Hope you liked it. Remember, reviews = love.