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Mark stood in front of Shawn's room, trying to think about how to ask Shawn about this whole mess.

Mark sighed and ran his fingers through his short hair. He guessed the best way, was to just come out with it.

Mark knocked on the door and waited. The door opened and Mark grinned at his old friend. Shawn had been out on injury for eight months.
"Mark, Hey man, its great to see you." Shawn said stepping back to let Mark in.

Mark walked in the room, trying to form his thoughts. How did you just come out and ask something like this.

They sat and talked a while about everything that had went on while Shawn was gone then Shawn brought up the divorce. "I'm glad to see you feeling better Mark, looks like you're getting back in shape too." Shawn said.

"Yea. Its been a long rode. "Mark said. "But I think I'm done mourning over my marriage and everything else that went down.

Shawn was happy to hear that Mark was past his ex-wife. She had done him dirty and Mark deserved to get on with his life.

"Good Man , I'm glad to hear it. Shawn said getting up and grabbing a bottle of water. "Want one?" He asked Mark.

Mar shook his head. "Look I need to ask you something.

Shawn opened the water and sat back down. "What is it?

" Do you remember a girl named Sherry Davenport? Mark asked looking at Shawn.

Shawn's look immediately changed. His friendly look instantly became hard and angry. "What the hell do you know about that bitch?" Shawn asked.

"Calm down Shawn, I just asked you a question." Mark said.

Shawn jumped up and started pacing the room. "That little bitch, tried to tell me that I got her pregnant. I was just starting my career, It would have ended my career, if I had got saddled with her."

Mark stood up now getting angry. "Let me get this straight, you left a sixteen year old pregnant and alone, because you were afraid it would ruin your career?" Mark asked.

Shawn whirled on Mark. "Look, I don't know if it was mine or not. I made a decision and it was the right one for me. That was so long ago. The kid is grown by now. It's done. I have a wife and a child. I don't need this shit."

Mark shook his head. He thought he knew Shawn, but obviously he was wrong. "You know what Shawn forget it." Mark said heading for the door.

"How do you know about this?" Shawn demanded.

"I know a little girl, that has your eyes, but forget it Shawn, she is better off without you." Mark said opening the door to the hotel room. "Your a selfish bastard."

Shawn shrugged and looked at Mark. "Maybe I am, but you cant go back and change the past."

Mark shut the door behind him. He was going to have to share this information with Bekka, he was just worried about how she was going to take it.

Mark walked in the hotel room to find Bekka sitting staring out the window. He thought she was going out.

He walked up behind her putting his hands on her shoulder. Bekka smiled and covered his hands with hers, relishing the warmth and strength behind them.

"You okay? Mark asked pulling her to lean back on his chest. "Yea..I'm fine, just thinking."

"About what?" He asked.

Bekka leaned her head back on his chest. "Honestly, you."

Mark smiled and turned her around to face him. He looked into her beautiful face.

"What ya thinking?"

Bekka grinned then. "I'm not going to tell you."

Mark suddenly bent and kissed her lips quickly and then pulled back to look at her. "I'll get you to tell me eventually."

"Maybe." She said turning back to stare out the window.

"Bekka I need to sit down with me, I have something to tell you." Mark said leading her over to the couch. He sat down and pulled her to sit close beside him.

Bekka looked up at Mark as he took her hands in his. "This is some kind of bad news right? I can tell."

Mark tried to think of how to tell Bekka her father was a complete dick head. "Bekka, I found your dad, Scott called me and we narrowed it down to one person."

Bekka looked down. She had a feeling whoever it was, wasn't passing out pink cigars, Mark's demeanor was to somber.

"Okay, so who is it?" Bekka asked.

Mark took a deep breath. "Shawn Michaels." He said looking to see Bekka's reaction.

Bekka sat there a minute to let it sink in. Shawn Michaels, she never really took him to be a asshole, but she guessed she was wrong. "So I take it he was less than thrilled."

Mark nodded. "He is a prick, I never knew Shawn was like this. He turned completely cold on me. I'm sorry Bekka."

Bekka shrugged. "I'm already dead Mark, it's not like I need a daddy."

Mark looked at her closely. He just knew she was trying to hide her feelings, this had to hurt. He pulled her close for a hug and Bekka wrapped her arms around him. "Thank you Mark, for at least finding out who it is for me."

"You're welcome, just wish it could be different for you."

Bekka pulled back to look up at Mark. "I'm really okay Mark, I have a lot of other things on my mind, we have to go to the children's home tomorrow morning and I'll be moving on soon. I'm more concerned about those things than my deadbeat dad."

Mark nodded but wasn't completely convinced, but decided to let it go for now.

That night at the arena, Bekka went looking for Trish, while Mark warmed up in the ring. She found her in her dressing room in a tight clinch with Jeff. "Excuse me you two." Bekka said in amusement.

Jeff broke the kiss and looked up at Bekka flushing slightly.

Trish laughed. "You caught us."

"I see. I did. You guys make a cute couple." Bekka said.

They both smiled and Jeff leaned down to kiss Trish. "I have to get going, I'll meet you back here, later." He said.

Trish sat down and Bekka sat down beside her.

"So what time are we going to meet in the morning?" Trish asked.

"Nine in the morning, in the lobby. We'll take three cars."

"Okay, I'll try to let everyone know, I have a match tonight, if you could let some of the guys know, that would be great." Trish said.

Bekka stood up. "Sure I'll get started now. I'll see you in the morning and good luck with your match."

Bekka had let everyone know the time to meet up in the morning, she just had Dave and Randy left, she would ask them to let Shawn know, as she didn't think she could deal with having to look at him right now. She had told Mark she was fine, and for the most part she was, but the little girl inside her was still stinging over his rejection of her. She tried to put it out of her mind. She had a job to finish up and then she would most likely be on her way.

She came on Dave's dressing room and knocked on the door.

Dave opened the door and smiled at her. "Hey sweetheart." He said pulling her in his arms to hug her.

"Hey Dave. I just wanted to let you know what time to meet in the lobby tomorrow."

Dave pulled her in his room. "Great Randy's here too and he was looking for you earlier."

Randy put on his sexy grin for her and walked over to her. "Stop hogging her Dave." Randy said taking her hand and kissing it.

Bekka just smiled and shook her head. "Hey Randy..I wanted to let you and Dave know what time to be in the lobby, nine, Okay?"

Randy kept her hand in his. "Sure thing beautiful."

Dave just grinned, Randy would die if he knew he was flirting with a honest to goodness angel.

"Down Randy." Dave said laughing.

"This must be the Bekka I've been hearing so much about."

Bekka turned and her breath caught in her throat. It was Shawn Michaels. Shawn's smile dropped as soon as he saw her. He knew immediately who she was. He found his own green eyes flecked with some blue staring back at him. She had her mother's hair and his features.

"Shawn this is Mark's girlfriend Bekka." Dave said.

Th pieces fell into place for Shawn, of course, Mark's girlfriend, she had set Mark onto finding him.

Bekka turned to Randy and Dave. "I really have to go, I'll see you guys in the morning."

She didn't even afford Shawn another glance as she turned at left.

Dave looked at Shawn, he looked angry and Bekka was acting weird. What the hell was going on?

Randy also noticed. "Whats up Shawn, you and Bekka know each other?"

Shawn looked at Randy. "No never seen her before, I have to go, see you guys." Shawn said and left.

"Really weird." Randy said.

Dave nodded in agreement. He would catch up with Bekka later and ask her about it.

Shawn quickly followed the girl down the hallway, he was going to find out exactly what she was up too.

He caught up to her quickly and grabbed her arm and spun her around. "We need to talk." Shawn said harshly.

Bekka looked in the eyes that were so like hers and seen nothing but anger. He was angry because she had disrupted the perfect little world he had built. "I have nothing to say to you." She said pulling out of his grasp.

"What do you want from me, money?"

Bekka actually laughed. "I don't need anything from you, I don't plan on bothering you or disrupting your life. I just wanted to know who you were, thats it."

Shawn narrowed his gaze at her. He didn't believe her for a minute. "You're lying"

Bekka shook her head. "I don't need you for anything, believe me. Just go on with your life and keep pretending I don't exist." Bekka looked away from the man. In a way she wanted to unload on him, for abandoning her and hate him, and heap some kind of justice on his head. Like maybe dump a hailstorm right over his head. But she knew it wasn't the right thing to do.

"I don't need this in my life, I have a family and a wife, who wouldn't understand this." Shawn said

Bekka just shook her head. Life had dealt her a lousy set of parents, that was for sure.

Bekka looked Shawn right in the eyes. "I wont ever bother you again and by the way I forgive you." She said and turned and walked off.

Shawn watched her leave his heart racing. He hadn't believed Sherry when she told him she was pregnant with his child. But seeing Bekka he knew she was his. But it was to late now, his life was different and he had other people to think about. He turned and walked away.

Bekka watched Mark's match with Kane on the monitor. He looked so much better. His timing was right on. Mark was back in his element.

True they had a few setbacks, but she really thought Mark was done brooding over his failed marriage and was ready to get on with his life.

She looked up as the door opened and Dave stuck his head in.

She waved him in and Dave come and sat down next to her. "What was that back there with Shawn?"

Bekka got up and grabbed a soda from the mini fridge. "Sorry Dave, you cant know all my secrets, you know enough." She said taking a drink of the soda.

Dave leaned back and studied her. She was full of secrets he was sure. "Okay, do you know when you're going to have to leave?"

Bekka sat back down. "No, but soon, I know it will be soon."

Dave just nodded. He was going to miss her and he knew Mark in spite of how he acted sometime was going to miss her too. "Have you told Mark how you feel?"

Bekka rolled her eyes. "And what good would that do. Me and Mark don't have anything, don't you get it? I'm dead, what can we have together?"

Dave grabbed her hand. "He deserves to know that you love him, maybe thats what you're here for, to learn how to love, to teach him what real love is."

Bekka patted Dave's hand and smiled. "You're a real romantic Dave, but this is real life, not a fairy tale, I'm not a princess, I'm a angel with a shady past and Mark cant be my prince charming, theres not going to be a happily ever after."

Dave smiled and stood up. "Give it a try Bekka, you never know." Dave bent to hug her.

Bekka hugged him back. "You know, I wish I could have know you guys when I was alive, maybe my life wouldn't have ended up so messed up. You're a good friend Dave."

Dave just smiled. "Yes I am your friend, don't forget that"

Bekka sat back after Dave left wondering if he was right, maybe she should tell Mark, but then again who would it benefit, it wouldn't change anything.

Mark watched Bekka as she brushed her curly hair, he was fascinated just watching her do ordinary things. His eyes roamed over her body. She was dressed for bed, as usual in one of his big t-shirts. Her long legs seemed to go on forever.

Mark knew she was too quite tonight, something was bothering her. What, was the question.

He smiled as she slid in the bed beside him. Good, at least she realized trying to sleep on the damn couch wasn't going to get her anywhere. Mark turned on his side. "Whats wrong?"

"Nothing." Bekka said closing her eyes.

"Liar." He said chuckling.

Bekka turned to face him. "Hey watch it buddy. I'm not lying."

"Oh yea you are, so just spill it." Mark said taking his hand and brushing her silky curls back from her face.

"I ran into Shawn tonight."

Mark took her hand and kissed it. Bekka sighed with pleasure. Just one touch from this man had her heart racing. "

"Didn't go so good huh?" Mark asked.

Bekka took his hand and kissed it back grinning at the look on his face. "No, he thinks I'm after his money or out to ruin his life."

"Want me to kick his ass?" Mark asked moving closer to her.

"No, no point in that, whats done is done. I've forgiven him, its done." Bekka said rolling closer to him and wrapping her arm around his waist.

Mark wrapped one arm around her and sighed deeply as she laid her head on his chest.

"Get some sleep little angel." Mark said as he stroked her arm.

Bekka struggled with herself. She wanted to tell Mark that she loved him, but something held her back. It wasn't the time now if ever. Maybe she wasn't meant to tell him. She watched Mark as he drifted off to sleep. She wanted to watch him all night, soon she would leave him behind, she wanted to have these memories to hold close to her. Finally when she couldn't hold off sleep any longer, her eyes closed and she slept too.