Nikki awoke to the alarm she had set. She got up out of the chair she had fallen asleep in. She turned off the alarm she turned on the bedside light. Mark was sleeping so good, she hated to wake him, but it was doctor's orders. "Mark, wake up." She said. He didn't budge. She put her hand on his shoulder and shook him. "Mark wake up." She said a little louder. Mark groaned and his eyes opened a little and from the look in them he wasn't happy. "Leave me the hell alone." He snapped. "Mark the doc said I got to wake you every two hours." Nikki said. "I don't give a damn what the doctor said. You are the most aggravating person I ever met Nikki, I'm fine. Get in your own room and get the hell out of mine. If ya wake me again, you'll be sorry." Mark snapped. God Knows Nikki wasn't a sensitive person and her and Mark had plenty of arguments, but this really hurt her feelings. She had only been trying to help. Nikki hung her head and walked over to her room. Mark's head was pounding. He felt like someone was drilling in it. He sat on the edge of the bed holding his head. God why did Nikki have to wake him up? It slowly sank in that he had been really nasty to her; Nikki had been nothing but sweet to him, taking care of him when he didn't have anyone else. He was always a grump when he first woke up and the killer headache wasn't helping his mood. Mark sighed and mentally kicked him self. He got unsteadily to his feet and headed to her room, the connecting door was till open. He grabbed it when he got to it. Her room was dark and took a minute for his eyes to adjust. She was lying in the bed. He walked over slowly and sat on the bed. "Nikki?" He said. "Yea, do you need your medicine? I'll get it for you." Nikki said. What bothered Mark the most was the fact that Nikki hadn't chewed his ass good for yelling at her. That wasn't like her. "Yea I do, but first I want to say I'm sorry for yelling. I'm always a bear when I wake up and this headache just made it worse." Mark said. "It's okay." Nikki said quietly. She got up and helped him back to his room. She sat him on the bed. "I'll get your medicine." Nikki said. Mark looked up and seen her face was wet. He snagged her arm and pulled her down on his lap. Nikki looked down refusing to look at him. Mark wrapped an arm around her waist and forced her face up to look at him. Mark saw the tears streaking her face. He lifted his finger and wiped them off her face. "Aw hell little girl, I done made ya cry. I'm sorry. I'm such a dumb bastard. I never meant to make ya cry. You're a tough little thing; sometimes I just say anything to ya." Mark said and pulled her head to rest under his chin. He stroked her back tenderly. "You're just a little girl under all that bluster, a sweet little girl." Mark said. He kissed her sweetly on top of the head. Nikki felt so cherished in his arms. She didn't want to move. For once his endearment didn't bother her. She moved out of his arms and got his medicine and a glass of water. She handed them to Mark and watched him take the pills. She took the glass and set it on the table. "Come to bed with me." Mark said. "No, I can't." Nikki said backing up. "I just want ya to sleep with me, nothing else." Mark said staring at her intently. "Talk to me for a while." Mark said. Nikki went to the other side of the bed and climbed in. They lay side by side not touching. "Nikki, tell me about yourself, I don't know much about, just what ya read in the papers." Mark said. "Not much to tell, I had the best toys, the best clothes, the best schools, I was a spoiled brat. Isn't that what everyone says? I had a privileged life." Nikki said. "That's not who you are." Mark said quietly. "That's what you thought. You and everybody else judges me before they know me." Nikki said. "I was wrong." Mark said turning on his side. "What the great Undertaker wrong, never." Nikki said. Mark reached out running his finger up and down her arm lightly. "Yea I was wrong." Mark said. Marks touch was gentle and Nikki relaxed under it. "Don't get me wrong. You got a real smart mouth on ya and yea you can be a real brat when ya want to be. You make me crazy sometimes. I like you Nikki. You're a real sweet little girl; ya just spend lot of time trying to hide it." Mark said. "You're a control freak, and your bossy and it drives me crazy when you tell me what to do, but I like you too." Nikki said turning to smile at him. "You do know, I'm still going to be the same old me, I'm not going to let you run over me, just because we're friends." Nikki said. Mark grinned. "I kinda figured that. I guess I'm getting used to ya, I like that fiery temper of yours, sometimes." He said chuckling. They lay there together for a long time not saying anything. Mark continued to stroke her arm. He looked over at her and seen she had fallen asleep. He rested his hand on her arm and let sleep over take him.
John lay in the bed. He would be back in two weeks. Two weeks and he would be able to see his baby. He had made a decision. He was going to tell her who he was and let the chips fall where they may. There was no telling what Monica had told her. God she was a bitch. He couldn't regret her though, she had given him Nikki. God he had loved that little girl. He had just started in wrestling back then, trying to make a name for his self. Nikki had been his shelter, his harbor. No matter what kind of week he had, Nikki would come running up to him, throwing those little arms around his neck. She was always happy to see him He remembered her sweet little Voice. "I love you daddy." John's heart twisted painfully in his chest. Then that damn bitch had taken it all away from him. He thought of the years he had missed with her. He should have kidnapped her and took her away from that bitch. John sighed. Soon Baby girl, he thought. He would try to make up for all the time, if she would let him.