A/N: Ray is going through some things, so she's listening to a lot of songs to get her through it. If you are wondering, Linkin Park's 'Lying From You', 'Easier to Run', and Godsmack's 'Awake' and 'I Stand Alone'.

Alone tear slid down her cheek as she clicked on her small stereo and listened Linkin Park's 'Lying From You'.

'LYING MY WAY FROM YOU

NO/NO TURNING BACK NOW

I WANT TO PUSHED ASIDE

SO LET ME GO

Lydia, why won't you just let me do this? She thought.

NO/NO TURNING BACK NOW

LET ME TAKE BACK MY LIFE

I'D RATHER BE ALL ALONE

NO TURNING BACK NOW

I've waited all my life for this, I have committed to this I'm not going to give this up.

ANYWHERE ON MY OWN

CUZ I CAN SEE

NO/NO TURNING BACK NOW

THE VERY WORST PART YOU IS ME

I shame you, I disgrace you, I make it hard for you to live normally, the orphan girl you promised to raise. So why won't you just let me go away and do this. No one ever has to know I'm you daughter.

She thought to call Shane but she didn't want to bother him with her problems. She just skipped a few tracks and lay back on her bed. The tears were flowing pretty heavy by the time she got to the end of the track 'Easier to Run'

JUST WASHING IT ASIDE

ALL OF THE HELPNESS INSIDE

PRETENDING I DON'T FEEL MISPLACED

IT SO MUCH SIMPLIER THAN CHANGE

Never truer words spoken, here's my chance to do something, leave everything behind, God, why won't she let me go.

IT'S EASIER TO RUN

REPLACING THIS PAIN WITH SOMETHING NUMB

IT SO MUCH EASIER GO

THE FACE ALL THIS PAIN HERE ALL ALONE

The alarm went off loudly, Ray rolled over and looked at the clock

"Damn," she muttered, "it's morning already."

Shane rolled over at the exact same time.

"I know damn well I don't want to be up this early in the morning." He looked outside, "The damn roosters aren't even up yet."

Ray got herself dressed wearing a sports bra and sweat pants. She doubted anyone else would be up this early and if they were, she decided to go without her trademark braid. She grabbed her mini boom box and headed downstairs.

Shane grumbled the entire time it took him to put on his sweat pants and tank top. He could not believe he was getting up this early and to work out no less. He found himself hoping something happened; such as she overslept or just decided against it, then he could go back to bed. But the more he thought about it, the more he thought it would certainly be worth it to watch the sweat trickle off her beautiful--

"Shane!"

"Huh?" he felt like a deer caught in headlights as he looked up at the huge Mark Calloway.

"What are you this early?"

"Well your daughter there," he pointed through the glass door as Ray punched and kicked the punching bag, "works out this early, so I figured I'd join her."

They watched for a while as Godsmack blared out of her mini boom box

I'M ALIVE FOR YOU

I'M AWAKE BECAUSE OF YOU

I'M ALIVE I TOLD YOU

I'M AWAKE SWALLOWING YOU

"She's a little angry today, isn't she?" Mark asked she watch as she flared another set of kicks at the punching bag, "Something happen last night?"

Shane shrugged, "She talk to her brother and father last night. Something about her mom and dad getting in a fight."

Mark nodded, "I see, I see."

"I tried to get her to talk about it, but," Shane shrugged again, "she decided not to."

"Why don't you sit this one out?" Mark put his massive hand on Shane's shoulder, "I'd like to talk to her."

"Sure?" Shane was getting his wish, something was permitting him to go back to bed, and somehow, he didn't want it.

"Well yeah." Mark said, "I want her to know that there is a father figure here for her."

Shane nodded his head, he agreed with Mark, he wanted Ray to feel welcomed here in the WWE, but he also wanted Ray to know there was a boyfriend figure here for her as well.

"Okay Mark." Shane turned around, "See you later."

"Okay kid." Mark walked into the gym.

Ray was throwing a few boxing combinations at the punching bag, she saw her mother's, no, she saw Lydia's face there.

"Now what did that poor punching bag ever do to you?" A voice boomed behind Ray.

"What's it to ya?" she snapped not wanting to be disturbed, the track changed on her CD and great song came on then. She sang along like she didn't even hear him.

I'VE TOLD YOU THIS ONCE

BEFORE YOU CAN'T CONTORL ME

IF YOU TRY TO TAKE ME DOWN YOU'RE GONNA BREAK

"Young lady don't ignore me." The voice boomed behind me.

I FEEL YOUR EVERY NOTHING THAT YOU'RE DOING FOR ME

YOU KICKING YOU OUTTA ME

YOU RUN AWAY

"I just want to help you," he said a little softer.

I STAND ALONE

INSIDE

I STAND ALONE

He cut the boom box off so that she could finally hear him. She was so rebellious, he saw. She didn't even turn around to acknowledge the fact that he was standing behind her.

"Turn that back on or prepare to lose a hand." She said quickly, she didn't even turn around.

"I can talk to you better without it." He said.

"Who said I want to talk?" Only then did she turn around, she sucked in a deep breath, her hand shooting to cover her mouth.

"Oh my God," she breathed, "I am so sorry."

"Hey kid, it's okay."

"Hi, my name is," Ray stuck her hand out. She was afraid to tell him that she was the Ray that fooled him yesterday.

"Don't worry about it Ray." Mark said, "I know."

She let out a sigh of relief, and then she got back on her guard, if he knew, how many others knew?

"Who else knows besides you?"

"Myself, Randy, John, Adam, Jay, Shane and of course Vince."

"Well add, Matt, Jeff and Shannon to that list," she sighed, "Well I think I'm going to go ahead and tell everybody I'm a chick."

"Well you're certainly causing a ruckus, in both locker rooms."

"Well I feel most comfortable with men."

"Yeah, that's something I'd like to talk to you about."

She sat down in the middle of the floor, she felt so defeated. This thing with Lydia had gone on far enough, this was getting ridiculous. He sat on the floor with her.

"We got all morning little Ray," he patted her arm, "start talking."

And so she began talking, soon finding that couldn't make herself stop. She went on about everything, even Corey kissing her. What made her trust Mark so much? Who knows, but she trusted him.

"Well she needs to know that I'm not allowing anyone to take her away from me," Vince told Mark for about the millionth time. Vince has kept a close watch on Ray since her mother threatened to come and get her. She has bloomed nicely, now that everyone knows what her gender is.

"I know that Vince," Mark said, "I've come to adopt her as my own, I love her. She's a good kid."

"I know that." Vince rubbed his chin, "She still getting dressed in the boys locker room?"

"Yep," Mark nodded, "Under my supervision of course."

Vince nodded, "Of course. Look, she's been here for over two months now, and I haven't seen such a strong female competitor since Chyna."

"I agree," Mark said.

"Has she had any more conflict with her mom?"

"None that I know of."

"Then let's deal with it as it happens," Vince suggested.

"Okay boss, thanks."

"No problem, be sure to tell Ray that we are all behind her."

"I will."

Ray walked into the locker room, watched as certain guys scrambled to cover themselves.

"Ray," Paul called out.

"Yeah Hunter, what's up?"

"There's this cool thing I learned to do a while back, say when I was a kid, really awesome."

Ray crossed her arms across her chest, "I'm listening,"

"It's called knocking."

"The hell you say," she replied throwing her bag on a near by bench, "I'll be sure to try that sometime, like when it really matters."

"Smart ass." he mumbled.

"How you doing today Torrid?" Rob asked her.

"I'm good."

"Ready to compete for your first belt?"

"That depends,"

"On?" he asked concern.

She ran her hand across the belt on his slender waist, "On if you're ready to lose it."

"Good luck," he shook her hand and hurried away.

She watched him run over her shoulder, "Someone has a hard-on she sang."

Ray was having the best time in the WWE. The boys, they were like her brother, her uncles, her fathers. In other words, she was their baby and they always looked out for her. The girls she found out weren't all that bad either. Though she still preferred her tank top and low sweats, to their tights.

"Don't you at least want to go in the bathroom and do that?" Glenn, Mark's younger brother asked her as she prepared to change.

"Now uncle Glenn," she said as she pulled her T-shirt over her head, "if I wanted to do that, I would do it."

He picked her up off the floor, twirling her around, "You're such a smart ass you know that right?"

"Yeah, I know." She giggled, "Just don't tell daddy."

"Tell me what?" Mark said coming in the door.

"How much I love you," she said as Glenn passed her to Mark. "Hey I'm getting a nose bleed up here. Think you could put me down."

"Oh like you are so close to the ground that you aren't used to the altitude." Mark said putting her on the ground.

"I know, but still. Hey I hear you two are going to be world tag team champions."

"You're damn right we will."

"I know you will. Because you will have a new valet."

They both swung their heads to look at her.

"They didn't!" Mark said.

"Oh but they did." Ray beamed at them.

"Glenn, I don't know about this." Mark said.

"What's not to know?" Ray questioned.

"Our matches tend to get a bit dangerous, darlin'."

"Uh, I think I know that." Ray said.

"Well young lady, do you know that tonight just so happens to be a cage match?"

"When he gets to something interesting, someone please email me."

"Don't you get cute with me young lady."

Ray pouted slightly, "I thought I was cute."

"You are princess," Mark told her, "but I can't allow you to be our valet."

"And just why the hell not??" Ray screamed.

"Oh now don't you dare take that tone of voice with me little lady." Mark said. "Now I said no."

"Well I don't give a damn what you've said. I've always done what I wanted and you are certainly not going to stop it. Now if you'll excuse me."

Ray stormed out of the room. Why is it that everyone was trying to tell her what to do? She thought of all people, Daddy Mark would be happy that Vince picked her for this role in his career.

"Get back here!" Mark yelled.

"Go to hell!" she called back.

She was so fired up she wasn't paying attention to what she was doing or where she was going.

"I surrender." She looked down and realized that she had knocked down her opponent for the night.

"Let's hope you do that in the ring." She snapped stepping over him.

"Now what is bugging Ray?" Rob asked as he walked into the locker room.

"She and Mark had words." Glenn told him.

"They must've been pretty bad, she knocked me down in the hallway."

"Damn," Glenn shook his head. "I hate to see them like this. I know he's looking out for her, but at the same time she's a big girl."

"Yes but he sees her as his little girl. His daughter, would you want your baby girl out there?"

"No. But we also aren't talking about an ordinary little girl."

"Yeah, I know. She's going to do whatever she wants anyway."

"That's the problem." Glenn told him, "It's going to kill Mark. He's going to be so heartbroken if he thinks she deceived him."

"But what about her and what she wants?"

"What about if I have to go visit her in a hospital?" Mark said quietly.

"Mark, that is the chance we take in this business. I'm sure all she wants is to know that somebody is backing her up. You know how her mother is, you know she hasn't spoken to two of the most important men in her life," Rob sighed, "she just wants to know that the man she looks up to most right now, is in her corner."

Mark sighed, "Damn it, Rob. She's like my baby,"

"Being a dad isn't an easy thing," Rob put his hand on Mark's shoulder, "I'll try to talk to her too, she's in gorilla, nine times out of ten, crouched in the tiger position,"

"That's my baby."

"I'll see you guys later."

Kane had the urge to slap his big brother in the back of the head, why is it so hard for him to accept that Ray is one of those soft, pig tail wearing girls. She can do this, sure she might get hurt, but she must sure fear the same thing about them every time they step into the ring.

"You think I should let her do this don't you?"

"You know I do." Glenn told him, "We'll be right there with her. Nothing is going to happen."

"Okay Glenn," Mark sighed, "let's try it. If she gets so much as a scratch, I'm pulling the plug."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."