A/N: I'm sooooo sorry that it has taken me so long to update. Unfortunately, a long bought of writer's block prevented me from writing this chappie then IRL took hold as well. Hoping to have the next chapter up faster since I am currently writing that one... Remember this is a work in progress. Sometimes it takes me a while to work through a chapter to make it almost perfect. There is a bit of jumping back and forth in this chapter so bear with me. Now without further ado:
While Grace was out looking for Roman, Dean and Seth, it seems that someone else was looking for her. Someone
that she thought was long dead. While Grace had been raised by George and Annette O'Hara, they were not her biological parents. In fact, no one was even aware that an arrangement had been made between the O'Hara's and the birth parents. Or rather, parent. The one parent was led to believe that little Gracie had died at birth by the other who gave her away to the O'Hara's'. Subsequently, the parent who had given birth had been notified of her existence when she joined Pack WWE and took Roman as her Alpha against Pack policy. And since neither Grace nor her new family were aware of such a person, they couldn't begin to suspect that he would be the one after her. And through the mating process, linking two of the biggest families in the wrestling business together. Forever. That is, if the Pack doesn't decide to split them up.
Grace looked for her Alpha in some obvious places. The one place that she didn't even think to look for them was in another hotel room. What Grace didn't count on though was one of her birth parents wanting her back. Of course, while Grace was looking for the Alphas and Seth, they were looking for her.
"Grace!" Her father called after her, not wanting to wait any more. Grace stopped at the sound of her name.
"I'm sorry, do I know you?" Grace asked when he caught up to her.
"Not personally, but you may know my niece, Natalya."
"Is she with WWE?"
"Yes."
"I'm sorry, the name doesn't ring a bell for me. But my mate might know her." Grace responded politely.
"Your mated?"
"Yes, I just recently found my mates." Grace grinned at the thought of the trio.
"Mates? Multiple? That's not possible."
"Apparently it is. Rare, but possible. In fact, my guardians were multiples." Grace giggled.
"So rare in the 'outside' world, but common in WWE?"
"I guess so. I'm sorry, Sir, but you haven't told me who you are, and I'm not supposed to talk to strangers."
"I'm sorry. Please mind my lack of manners there. I'm Bret Hart. Grace, I'm your father."
"That's not possible. My parents were George and Annette O'Hara. You must have me confused with someone else, Mr. Hart. If you will excuse me, I must find my mates. And for the record, Mr. Hart, It's Mrs. Reigns now."
"Reigns? As in Sika's son?"
"I', not sure whom the person you speak of is, but rest assured, sir, that I would not cross Roman, Seth and Dean if I were you. You wouldn't like the consequences."
"Gracie!" called a familiar voice causing both to turn around.
"Finn!" Grace called back waving her friend over.
"Hey, Baby. Out without your mates?" Finn asked pulling her into a hug.
"I was looking for my mates actually." Grace blushed.
"You're looking for them? Babe, they sent came looking for you. They're on their way to the apartment to look for you, hoping that you had gone ahead of them to talk to Sasha, Bayley and Bex."
"No, Seth left me alone in his room to go find the Alphas. I went looking for all three and I still can't find them." Grace sighed.
"Hi, Finn Balor, Friend of the lovely Grace O'Hara. How can we help you?" Finn said sticking his hand out.
"Bret Hart, Grace's father." Bret responded shaking Finn's hand.
"Grace's father? I thought her parents were dead?" Finn asked confused.
"Her adoptive parents are dead. I'm her biological father."
"If you're her father, what do you plan to do with her?"
"I plan to bring Grace back to my Pack in Canada."
"You do know that Grace is mated to a member of this Pack."
"Three, actually." Grace answered.
"Right...Three members of this Pack. You can't just take her away from them." Finn countered.
"I can. From what I've heard, their mating wasn't sanctioned by the Pack. Therefore, the mating was illegally done and WILL NOT be considered legal by the Pack until they have made a judgement about them. Even then, they may be tossed out of the pack. Permanently." Bret said.
'"Don't I have a choice? I would rather take the risk with my mates than leave them to their fate alone!" Grace shouted.
"Gracie, unfortunately, that's not the way this world works. Omegas have little to no rights on their own. Alphas hold ALL the power. If you're not mated, then your Alpha father has the right to make decisions for you. He can force you to leave your current Pack with him." Finn sighed.
"That's not fair! I love my mates! I want to be with them!"
"You don't have a choice, Sweetheart! The Pack Elders are planning to separate you from your mates, therefore, I have no choice but to bring you back with me." Bret said with a roll of his eyes.
"I won't go!"
"You have to!"
"No!"
"Grace, you have no choice. Come with me or be cast out of the Pack and alone. Alone, you die. There is no question about that. Lone wolves never survive. I can't help you then. Let me help you now."
"Then my mates come too." Grace argued.
"I can't speak for other Alphas." Bret said with a shake of his head.
"Please! At least ask them." She pleaded.
"Grace." Bret sighed.
"She's right. All you can do is ask them. Give them a chance. Roman and Grace have already mated. She is most likely already pregnant from the knotting. If the child is to survive, then her mates must be present during the pregnancy." Finn reasoned.
"I can ask them, but there is no guarantee that they are going to take that option." Bret capitulated.
"That's all I ask. Give them a choice. What they choose is what I choose." Grace nodded. Grace, Bret and Finn went back to the hotel to look for Roman, Dean and Seth.
Once Seth discovered that Grace had left the hotel room, he immediately went to tell the Alphas.
"What do we do?" Seth questioned.
"Chances are Grace went looking for you, but since she couldn't find you, she went looking for all three of us. Did you tell her what room we were in? Dean questioned, trying to be the level headed one.
"It never actually came up, I told her to get out of bed, she refused, I then came to you two to get you to do something. By the time I got back to the room, she was gone." Seth sighed as he sat down on the foot of the bed.
"Let's think about this rationally for a minute. Where would she go if she were feeling alone?" Dean said.
"Her guardians." Seth and Roman said together. Roman and Dean got dressed and the trio left to go talk to Bayley, Becky and Sasha. They told the desk that if their mate came back, stop her.
"Grace, I still think you are making a mistake with those three." Bret said.
"Those three? They are my mates. You have no right to tell me who my mate can be." Grace responded.
"Grace, baby, we've discussed this. He's your father. He has every right." Finn replied.
"He is not my father. My father was George O'Hara. My guardians are Bayley, Becky and Sasha. They are the only ones besides Roman, Seth and Dean that I have to listen to." Grace said stopping in the lobby.
"Gracie…"
"Finn, I will not take orders from someone I do not know. I want Roman." Grace pouted.
"Grace."
"I'm not moving until I talk to Roman."
"You will go. Like it or not Grace, you will come with me to my pack. With or without your mates."
"I'm not leaving here without my mates! Why can't you understand that?"
"That's it! Grace Elizabeth O'Hara, I am done playing nice. You can either come with me willingly or we can do things the hard way. And trust me, you won't like the hard way." Bret said, his calm demeanor faultering.
"Wait, let's not be hasty now. Give her tome to find her mates." Finn said trying to restore order.
"No! I'm done waiting! Either get your stuff or leave without it." Bret ordered.
"I'm not leaving!" Grace said stubbornly.
"Then you leave me no choice." Without waiting, Bret hoisted Grace over his shoulder and walked out of the hotel.