"Pauly, you and the rest of you knuckle heads get down here." Paul yelled from downstairs.

Ray looked around at her brothers, "Well you heard the man, we bet's get crackin'."

Pauly rolled his eyes at his younger sister, he had taken to calling her that, versus calling her his god sister, after working on this chopper with them, she had become well one of the family.

They filed down the stairs one behind the other; they looked like preschoolers in line for their afternoon snack.

"What's up pop?"

"I just got off the phone with," he looked at Ray, "with a new client,"

Pauly nodded knowingly, "And?"

"He'll be here tonight, so let's get crackin'."

"Cool."

"Ray, I want you to come with me." Paul said, "I'm going to take you shopping, since I missed your birthday and all."

"Let's go." Ray said charging out of the door. How she did love to shop, that was one of her guilty pleasures.

"Guys, get her bike finished, Mark will be here tonight."

"It will be done in no time, pop, don't worry about it."

"I will keep her out as long as I can, where's Cody?"

"He hasn't gotten here yet," Vinnie said, "He'll be here soon."

"He hasn't met Ray yet, this ought to be fun."

"Who are you tellin'?" Mikey chimed in, smiling, "I remember how weird it was to find out my god brother was a woman."

"We know." Everybody said at once.

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Shane had barely spoken a word to Mark on the way to New York, it's not that he was angry at Mark, no that wasn't it at all, he was pissed off that John was getting ready to put Ray through yet something else. He would just be glad when Ray saw the light and left Cena alone, but that wasn't for him to say.

"You're awful quiet son, what's on your mind?"

"I just wonder why John wants to keep this away from Ray,"

"I don't know, but I'm not comfortable with not telling her, you?"

"Hell no I'm not comfortable with it," Shane felt as if he would explode, "It's not fair to her."

"I know that, you know that, hell the locker room knows that, which means he knows that too."

"So what do you propose to do?"

"I'm going to give him a certain amount of time to come clean, if he doesn't, we'll tell her. I must admit though, it's going to look awful bad coming from one of us."

"You're telling me."

"Yeah, I am." Mark smiled at the boy, you know, he thought, I wouldn't mind it one bit if he and darlin' got together. In fact, I would welcome it, I think it will be healthier than the relationship she's currently in, wouldn't you say? "Why don't you just tell that girl how you feel?"

"I think it would be rather pointless now, don't you?"

"No son, my daughter needs to feel like she belongs to someone, John just needs to control someone, I won't let that someone be my baby."

"I understand," Shane's cell phone rang, "What's up?"

"Shane,"

"Yeah?" What the hell? Boy did this bastard have a lot of nerve.

"I need your help. I don't know anyone else to talk to."

"I'm listening."

"Adam just dropped a major bombshell on me."

"Still listening."

"Secret left because she was pregnant."

Shane thought back to the day the pretty brunette left the WWE, she taut little belly, how did he not know, everyone knew, it was as plain as day.

"I know that."

"You did?"

"You didn't?" Shane asked, he couldn't believe it, how dense was this boy?

"No I didn't, and I guess you thought it was mine."

"Who the hell knows who that child belongs to? Let's face it, Secret did anything but keep her body a secret if you know what I mean."

John didn't need to have this thrown in his face, he knew that Secret was promiscuous. "I know that Shane."

"I guess this means you have some serious explaining to do to Beautiful huh?"

"No."

"No?" Shane asked, "That baby could be yours and you still don't want to tell that girl?"

"What baby?" Mark roared, "Who is that Cena?"

Shane nodded his head, still in shock that he could be so cold, "How could you do this to her?"

"She's better off not knowing."

"Is she better off not knowing, or are you just better off not telling?"

"A little of both actually."

"How did I know you were going to say some bull shit like that?"

"Give me that phone." Mark lunged for the younger man's ear. "Now you listen here and you listen good you little bastard, you owe my daughter, you owe her dignity, you owe her self respect, you owe her telling her what's going on with you, got it?"

"Mark listen,"

"No you listen, cut the shit, this girl has been through more than enough, way more than enough, and I refuse, absolutely refuse to have you fuck with her any further, no if you don't' tell her, one of us will and it would look real fucked up that we told her because she'll start to wonder why you couldn't,"

John considered what Mark was saying and it was making perfect sense, but he couldn't hurt her any further.

"If I tell her, it could kill her."

"If you don't tell her, it will." Mark paused, "So what's it gonna be son?"

"I'll tell her when she gets back."

"Don't lie to me son."

"I swear it."

"Good." Mark handed the phone back to Shane.

"Well?"

"Well I guess it's time for me and Ray to break up."

"Have you lost your damn mind?" Shane screamed, "Are you just out to hurt her all together or what?"

"You know that isn't what I want to do, I love her."

"Then stop being a fuckin' punk and act like it. No one said dating that girl was going to be easy."

"Shane would you stop placing that girl on such a damn pedestal."

"Why? Because that is exactly where she belongs."

"I can't talk to you like this."

"Kiss my ass, if you hurt her like this, if you walk out of her life, don't ever come back." Shane snapped the phone off the hook before he could even answer, he couldn't believe it, though this is what he wanted, an opening to really let Ray know how he felt, he couldn't do it, he wanted her happy and this moron made her happy, someway or another.

"What happened kid?"

"He says he thinks that it's time that he and Ray broke up,"

"He's a fuckin' coward,"

"Tell me about it."

"This is going to crush darlin',"

"Let's not worry about that now, let's worry about the fact that we have to go make up for her birthday."

"Yeah," Mark let out an agitated sigh, he couldn't believe this little bastard was actually doing this to her, "if he walks away from her, he can forget ever trying to come back."

"My sentiments exactly." Shane laid his head back and closed his eyes, why did everyone insist on making her life harder than it was? Most of all the people who promised to love her.

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Paul and Ray were in the mall. Paul watched his goddaughter run around like a burst of light that had been trapped in a bottle. He just wanted her to pick out some nice things for when she rode her chopper.

"I like this uncle Paul," she held up a sleek leather jump suit, "I have a pair of boots that would go excellent with it."

Paul shook his head and looked at the outfit his god child was holding in front of him. He had a 15 year old employee, not to mention the rest of the knuckle heads that worked there. They were going to have a damn fit, yet all he could say to her was, "Get it."

"Oh thank you Uncle Paul," she said throwing her arms around his neck. "I love you, you're the best godfather a girl could have, you know that don't you?"

"Well I try, are you going to pick out something else?"

"Can I?"

"Baby, you can pick out whatever it is you want."

Ray let out a squeal and took off through the store, Paul looked up at the clerk behind the desk, the clerk nodded sympathetically, he rolled his eyes toward the heavens, this was going to be a long day.

By the time they had finished shopping, she had a leather hat, jacket, the jumpsuit, collars bracelets and a pair of shades.

"Well Uncle Paul," she explained, "If I am to have my chopper one day, I got to be ready to ride it."

That made Paul smile, wait until she finds out that bike is for her, she is going to have a fit.

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Mark and Shane walked through the O.C.C. doors they were greeted by Mark's god sons, Pauly and Mikey.

"Hey Mark,"

"Hey, there's my boys," he gave them each a hug, "Let's see this chopper."

They tore the sheet off the chopper and Shane sucked in a breath, "Are you serious, this is so hot, she is going to love it."

"Damn right she will. I'm almost reluctant to give it to her. Hell I want it myself."

Pauly shook his head, "Oh no you don't, if you don't give this girl her own chopper, it only means she'll be back."

Mark chuckled, "She, how did you guys react when you found out she was a girl?"

"Whoa!" Mikey said.

"Mikey!" Pauly and Vinnie yelled.

"Don't start that shit again, Mike." Pauly shook his head, "You should've seen him, that's all she said. Really though, she's a beautiful girl, Campo has a crush on her."

Mark looked at Shane and back at Pauly, "Oh really?"

"Yeah, he used to watch her on T.V. with you guys, he's got it pretty bad."

Mark chuckled a little bit looking over at Shane, "Well are we unveiling tonight or what?"

"Yeah, figured we could." Pauly nodded.

"Oh cool."

"Pop took her shopping so she should be here any minute." Pauly's cell phone rang, "Yellow?"

"Pauly it's me, I got Ray, you should see her in this get up she has?

"Well Mark and Shane are here,"

"Good, give us 15 minutes, we'll be there."

"Okay," Pauly clicked off, "Ray will be here in like 15 minutes, get ready to go."

"Mark, Shane, Come on upstairs, we can see everything from there."

"Okay," Mark followed Mikey up the stairs.

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This can't be happening, this can't be real. John thought, I'm getting ready to lose my girl behind this bitch, you got to be fuckin' kidding me. yeah I still love her, yeah, I'll always care, yeah, I'll take care of this baby if it's mine, but no I don't want to lose my baby. Ray is one of the best things to ever happen to me and I'm getting ready to lose her for this, be fuckin' serious.

There was a knock on John's door.

"What?"

"We need to talk,"

"About?" he said swinging open the door.

The person looked down and looked back up, "Him."