A/N: Hey Sorry it's taking me so damn long to update it's just that school and finals and I'm getting just getting back from Cancun so I'm a little busy but I'm going to work really hard to get out a few more chapters for each of my stories. Ok you all know the drill I don't own have any affiliation with the wwe or any of the wrestlers Vince, significant others and or they own themselves. So here goes.
Paul's POV
"Alex it's me your father, you know the one who loves you unconditionally and raised you. I'm just calling to make sure you're still alive and ok. I get worried when you don't call or anything for a weekend and you were supposed to be with Shawn but you didn't go with him, and whenever I talk to Jeff he gets really nervous and makes up some excuse and leaves. So just call me Ok?" I said into my phone. I threw it on to the seat next to me which was usually occupied by my baby girl and sighed. "She's with Jeff and Shawn assures me she is ok and so does Steve and she'll be here tomorrow so why am I worrying?" I asked myself out loud. Then answered might I add out loud. "Because she's your daughter and you love her and despite what you tell her your world does revolve around her." I grumbled then turned on the radio. Keith Richard's voice poured out of the radio. I turned my gaze back to the road and sighed as I saw the traffic up ahead. "Son of a bitch!" I said and got off the freeway knowing in my state of mind it was safer for me and all the other people on the freeway. I realized shortly what a big mistake that was because within a half an hour I was totally and completely lost. "Fuck!" I exclaimed. Sigh in resolve and cringing at having to stop and ask for directions I pulled up to a gas station. I got out of my rental convertible because if forced to drive I didn't like to feel enclosed I walked into the gas station. "Hi, I was wondering if you could give me directions to the nearest freeway." I said politely. The young woman that looked up from the magazine and at me for the first time froze. "You're, you're Triple H." She whispered and looked back down at the magazine which featured me on the cover. I smiled "Yeah that's me but…" I started only to be cut off. "I'm sorry you probably don't want to deal with this right now, um the nearest freeway is down the road and about three miles down you're going to want to take a left on Bitter creek and the at the next stop a right which would be county road four and that will lead you right to it." She said shyly her checks slightly stained with a pink color. Feeling sorry for embarrassing her I smiled "Thanks how about I repay you for your hospitality by signing your magazine?" I said. She smiled and handed it to me along with a permanent marker. I scribbled my name down and with a quick glance at her name tag wrote a small personal note to her. I handed it back and thanked her again and went on my way. I climbed into the car and found myself on the freeway in a half an hour. I was flipping through radio stations and heard a Blink-182 blare through the speakers. Content to listen to and try to sing along with it I left in there. Although I'd never admit it to her I liked this kind of music. She grew up around a lot of people and they all listened to different music. Country from Steve, rap from Shawn, rock from Mark, and pop from her friends. She may complain when I listen to classic rock but she knows every word to every song.
Absently I heard my cell and reached for it. I remembered to turn down the music and answered. "Hello?" I said. "Hey dad it's me I just thought I'd call to check in and see what's up?" Alex said. "Where the hell…" I started as my parental instinct told me to lay into her but I caught myself. "Why haven't you called?" I said calmly. "Oh sorry I've been so busy." She said. "Dad you know how you filed that lawsuit against Adam for providing me with liquor?" My temper flashed at the reminder of the frantic worrying and rush to the hospital. "Yeah." I growled. "Well we appealed it because I went and testified in front of a judge today and told him if he didn't let me drink there I was going to go get drunk and drive. So the judge let him off with a fine saying he did what was in my best interest." She said quickly. I could feel myself get more and more pissed off. "Alex you did what?" I yelled into the phone. "I testified against your case." She said. "It wasn't his fault you hurt me and that really pissed me off. Dad it was not the first time I've gotten drunk ya know? God you think all I did was study and do homework well I did but I also went to parties and hung out with friends." She said her voice rising as she went on. "I've even gotten high." She yelled. That was it when my daughter confessed to drinking and doing drugs it pushed me over the edge. "What else have you done?" I yelled. "Wait don't even answer that I'm driving. I'm going to be at the hotel in about an hour." I said. "And when I get there you better be waiting in the room, because so help me god if your not I will not be held for my actions. I'm a patient man Alex and very lenient. But this is just way too much." I said and hung up. There had been very few times of Alex's lifetime when she seriously disappointed me and this was definitely one of them. I sighed and thought over what I had to say to my daughter. I knew this talk wasn't going to be easy and cheerful it was going to be difficult and tearful and might even cause a rift in Alex's and mine relationship. It took a lot to really really get me pissed off at her. I drove in silence and concentrated on the task at hand because if I thought about the conversation I was about to have with my daughter I probably get into an accident. I pulled off onto the exit and was soon checking into my hotel room. The ride up in the elevator had me feeling like a teenager getting caught coming in past curfew. I took a few deep breathes and walked into the hotel room. I dropped my stuff and quickly searched the suite and found nothing. No Alex, no note, no messages, no fucking nothing. I felt my temper boiling and knew that when I saw her no matter what I was going to blow up at her. I grabbed the phone and the search began.
"Mark it's me Paul. Have you seen Alex?" I asked. "Oh. Hey no I haven't sorry." He replied and I hung up. "Steve it's me Paul. Have you seen Alex?" I asked. "Nope not since last Thursday." He replied and I hung up. I called Mark, Glen, Shawn and Stephanie but still no Alex. I then called Jeff, Matt, Jesse, Sean, and Billy. Still no Alex. I wasn't worried if something was wrong I would know. She was a good hider and believe me I knew it. I tried Jay, Marc, Paul white, and Josh," Still no sign. Finally I got desperate and then brainstormed. I called Adam Copeland. "Adam it's Paul. DO you know where my daughter is?" I asked. "Yeah I was on my way down to your room to tell you that she's sitting in mine bawling and when she told me I came to get you. I'll meet you at your room and take you to mine then convienatly disappear." He said and I heard a knock. I hung up the phone and saw Adam standing there. He gave me his keycard and the room number and the floor. "I'm really sorry about what happened before and earlier today. I had nothing to do with it she came up with it on her own." He said and started to walk away. "Adam, just stay away from her." I growled. He turned and continued to walk. I went up to his room and walked in. I found Alex sitting on the bed bawling. I grabbed her threw her over my shoulder and went back to my room.
I dropped her on my bed and sat in the desk chair. "OK from the beginning down the last fucking word." I said. She just put looked at me. "Alex this isn't the time to fuck around with me." I said. "Dad I already told you. I've gotten drunk before and got high once." She said. "When and tell me the truth." I said very calmly. She took a deep breath. "Dad I really don't think you want to hear this." She said. "Oh believe me I do. So please just tell me or I call Grandma and Grandpa." I said. "They don't know, Dad. They may bend the rules a little for me but not that much." She said starting to cry again. I sat next to her and pulled her into my lap and tried to calm her. "Look princess I know you probably didn't want me to know. Hell telling this shit to my parents wasn't easy for me but I did it anyway." I said. "Yeah but you had both so telling one you may have pissed that one off and they'd be mad but I only have you dad. Every time I disappoint you its like losing you because you get so… cold." She said into my shoulder. I sat there shocked I know I could be a little harsh but I wouldn't describe it as cold. I tightened my arms around her and rested my chin on top of her head. "Alex…" I started to say but didn't know exactly what. I grabbed her chin and lifted so I could see her eyes. "Alex you could never do anything to lose me, I may be mad or whatever but mostly it's not at you. I'm mad at myself because I realize that I'm not good enough I didn't stop to teach you that and sometimes it's because it's my fault that you don't have a mother. I wish I could give her to you but I cant and I realize that I alone am not good enough for you but I try…" I was saying but she cut me off. "Dad it's not your fault it's mine. I make the choices and I know the consequences. You are good enough for me you better than I deserve Dad." She said. "Alex when you were fourteen and got your period for the first time I stumbled through that. And when I had to sit you down and tell you about sex and where babies come from." I said and shuddered at that memory. She had been three when she first asked that question and I avoided that subject like the plague. Then at eight she asked again and told me if I didn't tell her she'd ask someone else. So we agreed that at ten I'd tell her all and to hold her off bribed her endlessly. On her tenth birthday I woke up to that question. We went to the arena and I called an emergency meeting. So Steve, Mark, Glen, Shawn and I told her. "Dad." She said breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked at her. "Everybody stumbles through that kind of stuff with their kids. It's a sign of them growing up and no parents want their kids to do that." She said. I smiled. "Well at least you get some good qualities from me." I said trying to lighten things up. She rolled her eyes and we both laughed. Her hair hung down to almost her waist and was straight. She had sharp brown eyes with golden flicks in them that stood out when angry, that at the moment were red and puffy from crying, a small button nose and a small but lethally mobile mouth. I sighed thinking of Lisa her mother who she resembled on the outside but her personality was all from me. She looked at me with questioning eyes. "What's the matter?" she asked with child like innocence. I smiled wistfully. "Do you know you look just like your mother?" I asked. She shook her head. "You never really talked about here much." She said and looked at the floor. "You would have loved her, and made her very proud." I said "If I could go back and change the past I wouldn't, that would mean I wouldn't have you but you deserved her." She looked at me curiously. "Dad, I never meant to make you feel like this without you I wouldn't be who I am today and I don't want to know what it would be like without you. Grandpa told me that when you first found out about me him and grandma were away and that you took care of me for three days without any help and that you never needed any help where I was concerned. You wouldn't even take money until grandma forced you and then you paid them back as soon as you could. You raised me by yourself and you were only fifteen dad." She said. I rested my chin on her head and sighed. "I know terrier, and I loved every minute of it." She wrapped her arms around my neck and sighed. "I guess I still have to tell you about that stuff huh?" she asked. I nodded my head. "Dad your really not going to like this." She said. "um well the first time I every did anything was when I sixteen and I went to a party this guy I had a crush on was there and we were talking and were went outside and were sitting in his car and they started smoking and I didn't want to look stupid so I did it and got high and was really hungry and we didn't do anything just he dropped me off and that was it. Then I got drunk for the first time because I was mad at you and if you couldn't take the time to come see me on the two days you had off then I was going to do something I knew would piss you off. So me Liz, Reese, Sam, Barbara and Mallory spent the night at mal's house and drank and in the morning hated life." She said. I saw red at the edge of my vision as my eyes focused on her. Mentally I tightened my hold on my temper. "Then I did it counting this time five times after." She said. "Any of the times did you do anything?" I asked. "No I didn't." she said. "Ok well your grounded." I said. "Dad, I'm eighteen." She said. "Not until Monday you aren't." I corrected her. She rolled her eyes. "Dad that's tomorrow." She whined. "I don't care your still seventeen and I'm still your father and because I said so." I said knowing the last remark would piss her off royally. "Damn it you know I hate it when you say that I understand why your attempting to ground me and I'll abide by it but you just threw that last thing in because you know I hate it when you say that. I will never tell my kids that I'll give them a reason even if it doesn't make sense but it will be damned well better than because I said so." She yelled. I laughed because she knew me so well. "I love you terrier." I said and hugged her. "I know." She said and tried to move away. I tightened my grip "What I couldn't quite hear that what did you say?" I asked. "I know and I love you too." She said. I released her and sprawled on the bed. I could hear her moving around the room and know she was searching for CD player. In your carry-on in the middle pocket." I said "Thanks." She mumbled and put it on. I sat there for awhile and thought about the conversation we just had and some others and noticed a pattern. "Alex, I want you to completely honest with me. Am I a bad father?" I asked sitting up She just stared at me and blinked. "What?" She asked. "Am I a bad father?" I asked again anxiously. "No dad you a great father you did the best of anyone I know you always did whatever you had to for me and even if I didn't understand that when I was younger but I do know some of those days you didn't come home was because you had other things to do for the company and sometimes just needed some time for yourself. When I'd say things like you were a crappy dad and never took time for me I never meant them I never will you did what you had to do. It was just I'd go to my friend's houses and their dads were their and went to the father daughter dances and all that stuff with them and you rarely had time for that and I understand why it was because you were working to put me through school and … I'm sorry if I ever said something like that and it hurt you." She said. I just stared at her. "Did you even take a breath that entire time?" I finnaly asked. She laughed.