Chapter 24: Talent Exposed

~Paul's POV~ We all arrived to the airport waiting to be boarded. Samantha had rode with Adam to the airport. Now she seems to be in a better mood but somewhat sad. Adam and Samantha were sitting across from me and they were chatting about music. "Daddy?" "Yeah?" "Adam thinks that I should talk to Vince and show him my singing talent and should try it on Raw. What do you think?" "If you want to do it, then go for it. You do have a beautiful voice, babydoll," I replied as she smiled at me. I smiled back to her as she went back to talking with Adam. Vince had showed up about half an hour after us and I motioned for him to come over as soon as we made eye contact. "Paul, how's are girl doing?" "She's doing better somewhat," I replied as I stood up and stretched. "Good. I don't want her to be sad or anything. I am hoping that this week will help her relax and be in a better mood." "I'm sure it will." "Has she spoken to you about anything?" "Not, really, only except that she was thinking of talking to you and show you her singing ability." "Really?" "Yeah, she has the most amazing voice. You heard her sing briefly this morning in our hotel room." "Yeah, I did. She does have a beautiful voice. Maybe she can sing for the fans every Monday or something like that." "Yeah, why don't you ask her to audition and then you can decide on what to do," I suggested. "That sounds like a good idea," Vince replied. "Now I just have to think of when she can audition." "Why not now? I mean, I have a tape recorder in handy and I can record it for you. You can listen to it and decided what to do over the week." "That's smart. I'll ask her now. Samantha, I would like to ask you something," Vince asked as he sat next to her." "Sure, what's going on?" she asked as she turned around to face him. "Paul just informed me that you had a business proposition for me," Vince replied. She looked at me perplexed. "Really?" "Yeah, he said that you asked him something about singing?" "Daddy!" she said as she looked at me. Vince laughed. "What?" I asked innocently. "You weren't supposed to tell him," she said as she pouted. "Why not?" "I don't know," she said as she sighed. "I guess I'm just shy about it." "You have nothing to be afraid of, babydoll." "I know. I guess I just don't want many people to know about it, I guess." "Why not?" Vince asked. "It's not something that I express easily. I sing a lot by using my poetry. I don't share it with people very easily." "How about this. you sing something for me now and then we can talk more about it when you come back on Monday," Vince suggested. "Now? In front of all these people?" "Yes." "I couldn't," she said, as she shook her head no. "Why not?" "Like I said, I don't open up to people that easily especially with my poetry." "Just sing something that people would listen to. I'm not asking you to share your poetry. If you want, next Monday you can share your poetry in my office." "I don't know." she trailed off. "Sam, I'm going to be here with you. You don't have to be scared. You can lean on me for support, you know," Adam said. "I know, but." "No buts. Come on, Sam, just one song," Adam said softly. "All right. Let me think," she said as she thought. While she thought, I got my recorder out and waited for her to start. "Ok, I thought of a song now." "Whenever you're ready, Samantha." I pressed play, as she got ready to sing. She closed her eyes as she started to sing.



From a distance, the world looks blue and green And the snow-capped mountains white From a distance, the ocean meets the stream And the eagle takes to flight

From a distance, there is harmony And it echoes through the land It's the voice of hope It's the voice of peace It's the voice of every man

From a distance, we all have enough And no one is in need And there are no guns, no bombs, and no disease No hungry mouths to feed

From a distance, we are instruments Marching in a common band Playing songs of hope Playing songs of peace Playing songs of every man God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us From a distance

From a distance, you look like my friend Even though we are at war From a distance, I just cannot comprehend Just what all this fighting is for?

From a distance, there is harmony And it echoes through the land And it's the hope of hopes It's the love of loves It's the heart of every man It's the hope of hopes It's the love of loves This is song of every man God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us From a distance God is watching us God is watching us God is watching us From a distance



During the song, the Superstars, crew and fans alike had all stood around and heard her sing. After she was done, all of those who heard started applauding for her. She quickly opened her eyes and looked around. She looked truly surprised but at the same time she shrunk back. Adam hugged her from behind and whispered something into her ear that made her smile. "Samantha, that was beautiful. You truly have a beautiful voice. I am going to discuss this with the staff at Titan Towers and have you sing weekly either on Raw or SmackDown." She shook her head, "No! Please don't do that." "Why not?" Vince asked. "It's just. I don't know. I'm frightened that no one wants to listen to me. That happened to me before." I looked at Adam, who nodded his head. "Babydoll, look around you. Most of the Superstars, crew and fans were listening to you. They all were cheering for you when you finished that song. If they didn't want you to sing, they would have not been here," I replied reassuringly. "Samantha, Paul's right. No one would have stood here and listened to you if you didn't have a beautiful voice. Please reconsider the offer." She thought about it for a moment. "Could I try it once on Raw and see how I feel about it?" "Of course you can. Just think of what song to use, bring the CD and we'll do it on Raw.'

Vince said as he stood up. "Right now, I need to go and get things done with my flight. So I'll talk with you all at the house shows. Paul and Samantha, I'll see you on Monday." "Bye," we all said in unison, then burst out laughing. Different people were going up to Sam and talking to her about her singing ability and fans were coming up to us and asking for autographs. I looked over at Samantha and saw her signing some autographs. I could tell that she was enjoying herself when she started signing autographs. She looked over at me wide- eyed. I laughed at her expression when she said that she loved giving out autographs to fans. We continued to talk to our fans until we boarded on our flights and headed home. During the flight home, she sat in between Jeff and me. Stephanie was taking a later flight. Jeff and Samantha were talking animatedly to each other as I watched her around Jeff. I could tell that she truly loved him for who he was and vice versa. "Daddy?" "Yeah?" "What are we going to do with the sleeping arrangements? You don't have enough guest rooms and my room isn't ready yet." "That's true. I'm sure we'll figure something out when we get home, babydoll." "Babydoll?" "Yeah, in case you haven't noticed that I started calling her that yesterday. It was much easier to say that, plus Samantha isn't a little girl anymore. She's a young lady," I said as I winked at her. She giggled. "I love ya, daddy!" she said as she gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I love you too, babydoll." We rode the rest of the flight in silence. Samantha was sitting in Jeff's arms, sleeping for the rest of the flight, as did Jeff. I stayed awake and took the opportunity to call Helen and give her an update with what's been happening. Helen had finally picked up the phone after the fourth ring. "Hello?" "Hi Helen, it's Paul." "Hi, Paul. How's everything?" "Everything's good. How are you doing?" "It's been quiet here lately, but I'll live. I'm trying to get used to not having girls upstairs giggling about something," Helen said as we laughed. "So how's Samantha doing?" "That's why I called," I said. "What happened, Paul? She didn't hurt herself, did she?" she asked worriedly. "No and yes," I said, not sure of how to explain it. "What do you mean? She's not in the hospital, is she?" "No, nothing like that. Let me explain everything that happened since Sunday," I said as I started to explain everything that had happened. "Oh, my goodness. Samantha actually went through all of that?" "Yeah, she did. I'm just worried over the fact that it's going to happen again next week. That's why Vince gave both of us the week and the weekend off to rest. Hopefully, she'll be better next week." "Oh, good." "There's another reason why I called. I was wondering if you would like to come down for a couple of days. I'm sure that she would love to see you." "That would be great. I just got the Friday off, so I'll be able to come down on Friday morning and leave on Sunday mid-afternoon." "Great, I'll pay for everything and I'll be able to pick you up on Friday from the airport," I said as I started to make arrangements. "Paul, no, you don't have to do that. Please let me pay for the flight and I'm sure that I can find a rental company," she replied. "Helen, please let me do this for you and for Samantha. It's no big deal for me," I replied as I saw Samantha starting to wake up. "Look, I'll talk to you later. And I don't want any arguments from you. I'll pay for everything, ok?" "All right, just call me and leave the information on the answering machine." "Will do. I'll talk with you later." "Ok, bye and thank you so much, Paul." "You're welcome, bye-bye," I said as we hung up. Samantha had woken up when I hung up the phone and there was an announcement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, please buckle your seatbelts. We will be landing shortly. Thank you for riding Delta airlines." I watched Samantha put the seatbelt on Jeff and then on herself, which I thought was adorable to see. After that, she got comfortable with Jeff holding her in his arms. I was amazed that he slept through that. After 15 minutes, we had landed and were ready to leave. "Samantha, wake him up. We need to leave and go home.



~Sam's POV~ "Ok," I replied as I got my seatbelt off, then Jeff's. "Jeff, sweetie, you need to wake up," I said as I nudged him. He still wouldn't wake up. "Jeff! Wake up!" I whined and shook him. I was going to give up, but then I had an idea of how to wake him. I crawled onto his lap and kissed him on the lips. I giggled as he woke up and kissed me back. I broke the kiss and said, "Morning, sweetie." "Where are we?" "New Hampshire. We're going to be going home soon. So come on and we can go home." "Ok, but how can I get up if you're sitting on my lap?" I looked down and giggled. I got off his lap and tried to reach the compartment, but I stopped short when I heard Jeff and Paul laughing behind me. I turned around and gave them the evil eye. "I don't see you guys helping me, especially Jeff since he needed help with waking up. Courtesy of the one and only, your girlfriend." Jeff gulped and opened the compartment and brought our stuff out. Paul just stood there, laughing. Jeff and I had gotten our things and walked hand in hand, leaving a very shocked Paul standing there. He finally caught up with us as we walked through the terminal, out of breath. "Hey, what was that?" "For laughing at me and not helping me," I replied, not looking back. "Sorry about that. I was just teasing you. You know that right?" I looked at him and smirked. He smirked right back at me. We left and went to the baggage claim and got our things and headed home. I sat in the back with Jeff as Paul drove us home. Jeff and I were chatting about what we should do before he left on Friday to do the house shows. After an hour ride, we finally got home. Before Paul had the chance to park the car, I opened the car door and ran out. I headed for the front door and got the spare key from under the small potted plant and unlocked the door. I looked behind me and saw Paul and Jeff laughing; I smiled back at them. I opened the door and went inside. I immediately ran upstairs to my room. Paul had shown me where my room was before going to Raw last Monday. The boxes had arrived and were in my room. I opened the boxes and started going through them. By the time Paul and Jeff had arrived, my room was already in a mess with teddy bears, posters, clothes, albums and boxes strewn all over the room. I heard Paul and Jeff laughing when they saw my room. I popped up by the bed looking like I just went through a huge physical wrestling match. "Babydoll, how could you have done thins in just a few minutes?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. Don't even think about asking Adam because he doesn't know either." They laughed. "Where do you want me to put your stuff?" Jeff asked. "Right now, just put them near the doorway. I just need to figure out where I'm going to put everything," I said as I looked around my room with my hands on my hips. "I'll help you with that since I'm not really going to be doing much," Jeff answered as he put our things down by the door. "I'm going to be taking a quick shower and I'll join you as soon as I'm done, ok?" "Ok, daddy," I said as he left and Jeff and I started cleaning up my room.