I open the door and join Thalia on the couch. "Hey honey. Sorry."
"It's okay Dad, I miss her too." I'm stunned by her understanding.
"We both do, but I know that she is watching us right now and that she protects you and loves you."
"Did you love her?" I'm taken aback by this question, but I smile at her.
"Yeah, I loved... love her so much" Thalia snuggles up to me, like her mother used to. We sit and start watch the show. I get up to get a soda.
"DADDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" my baby girl screams from the den.
"What's wrong?" I ask rushing to her aid.
"Dad, look." I look at the sceen and see a 'classic clip', a recent addition to the show. The clip is of a younger, happier me fighting Kurt Angle, I'm being thrown through a glass panel at 'King Of The Ring'.
"I remember that fight, Kara was backstage and Dad had to stop her from 'saving' me." I laugh. "She nearly killed me after that stunt. Bad choice of words."
"Were you okay, Dad?"
"Hey, don't worry about me, I'm indestructable. I'm still here aren't I?"
"Yeah, but were you hurt?"
"A few scratches, thats all." I haven't stepped in a ring since... I don't know when. Probably since I was shot. In a way I miss it, but without Kara, it wouldn't be right.
"Good." Thalia squeezes me tightly. We watch the main event and then go to bed.