Ray sat up and looked around. Paul and Pauly were sitting in the dining room; Mikey was sitting in the family room with her.

"Well take a look at who's awake," He said to her.

"I feel like hell," she told him.

"Well if it's any consolation," Mikey started.

Ray put her hand up to stop him. "It won't be, trust me."

Mikey smiled, "Anything I can get you?"

"A doctor would be nice."

"Well we can go see a doctor later baby girl, right now you just rest."

Ray laid back down on the sofa, "Where's Uncle Paul?"

"In the kitchen with Pauly," Mikey told her, "Why, want me to go get him?"

"No, no," she said quickly, "How about you just stay here with me?"

"Okay, I'm going to go get a soda, you want?"

"Ginger ale if you have it."

"Okay," Mikey said, "Coming right up,"

Ray lay on the sofa looking up at the ceiling. She relived the night's events in her head. She must really be gone out of her mind. She sat here in New York and not wherever her family was. Yeah, she was gone, all the way gone.

"Pop, Ray's awake, any luck trying to get Mark?"

"Haven't done it yet. Do me a favor; see how she feels about Mark knowing where she is. I know she hasn't told anyone. This is a delicate situation and mentally, we're dealing with a very fragile girl."

"Okay pop," Mikey said reaching into the refrigerator.

"Michael, what are you doing? This is no time to eat,"

Michael smiled, "I told her I was going to get her a soda."

Paul looked over at his son, "Okay kid," he said, "If she doesn't want anyone knowing where she is, then be sure to let her know we won't tell anyone, okay?"

"Pop, that's crazy," Pauly said.

"Pauly, I'm a father myself, if any of you's two was missing I would want whoever you went to to make you feel comfortable,"

"Yeah, but pop," Mikey counter.

Paul stopped him before he could finish, "I'm going to call Mark and let him know I have her, I wouldn't want you two knuckleheads out with someone I trusted and them not tell me. We're are going to just have to be delicate about this, try not to treat her any differently, okay?"

"Okay pop,"

"Yeah pop," Mikey said proceeding into the living room. He didn't know what he was going to say to his god sister or how he was going to say it, but it was crucial that he said the right thing.

Ray watched as Mikey returned with her soda, he seemed kind of edgy though he pretended to be relaxed and calm.

"What's wrong Mike?" she asked.

"Nothing kiddo," he said flipping on the television, "why don't we see what's on the tube?"

Ray snatched the remote from his hand smiling back at him, "No way are we watching your little girlie thingys, we are going to sit here and watch a man's show, something like," Ray flicked the T.V. until she found a rerun of American Chopper, "Something like this," she smiled.

Mikey rolled his eyes, "Tell me something kiddo," he chose his words carefully, "Why didn't you bring Mark or Shane up with you?" he smiled, "Did you just want us all to yourself again?"

Ray thought about it, "Daddy doesn't know where I am,"

"Ray,"

"I know, but I really don't want to let him know yet, I mean I'll tell him when I'm ready."

Mikey nodded his head knowingly, he was not going to just sit here and let this girl be M.I.A. to those that cared about her most, neither was his father or his brother.

"Well we can respect that Ray, but your dad is going to be awful worried about you," Mikey told her, "I mean, what are you going to do about that?"

"I'll tell him in a few days."

"Oh come on Ray, if he was gone for more than 24 hours without you knowing, wouldn't you be nervous and so forth,"

Ray bit her lip, of course she would be nervous, "I just don't want him to hate me,"

Mikey looked at her, "Hate you? Do you really think that Mark Callaway is capable of hating his own daughter?"

"No, but Shane might,"

Mikey thought about it, "Why would Shane hate you?"

"Long story," she said, "I'm hungry,"

"You know where the kitchen is," he said looking over at her, "Send my dad in here will ya?"

She threw the couch throw pillow at him, "You know you could treat me like a guest," she said.

"I could, but why? You're family now kiddo,"

She smirked back at him, but in actually his words hit harder than he would ever know. Family, I am family. I am starting a family, finally, I have broken the cycle, no more children will grow up with the pain I grew up with. My baby can have both parents, and grandparents and aunts and uncles, and even cousins. Why am I here?

"Uncle Paul, Mikey says he needs you in the family room," Ray told him as she entered the kitchen.

"Okay honey, how are you feeling, any better?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, I'm just kind of hungry,"

"Well I'll have you know," Pauly said while Paul Sr. left the room, "That I scoured the city in search of all your favorites, so I think I deserve a little thanks here," he smiled.

She ran over and wrapped her arms around him, "Thank you Pauly, you know you're one of the best brothers a girl could ever have,"

"Aww shucks," he said looking down at the floor, "It was nothing,"

"Yeah," his face fell, "But I love you for it anyway,"

"I don't know Kacey, just let one of us know if she should show up,"

"What did Shane do to her? I swear if he--,"

"Kacey relax, he didn't do anything to her," Jeff rolled his eyes.

"Jeffrey Nero Hardy, don't you dare roll your eyes at me!"

"How the hell does she do that?" Shane said laughing.

"Beats me," Jeff said shrugging.

"It's creepy," Matt whispered.

"Tell Matt I said he's creepy,"

"That's it," Matt threw his hands up, "You're wife is psychic, I'm sure of it."

"Matthew don't be ridiculous," Amy said coming into the room, "She is not psychic."

"Do me a favor Jeff," Kacey said.

"Sure sweetheart,"

"Ask Amy how far along she is,"

"Kace what are you talking about--," Jeff stopped and looked at Amy, "Amy, is there something you've been meaning to tell us?"

Amy's hazel eyes grew as wide as saucers, "Yeah, now that is creepy, tell her about 7 weeks."

"That's what I thought," Kacey said from her end.

"Baby, you're starting to freak us out," Jeff said.

"It's just a woman's intuition," Mark said smiling at the way Matt's face had turned about 10 shades since they'd been standing there.

"I'm sure it is." Jeff said helping his brother sit down.

"Anyway, if you talk to Ray, tell her I said to get her pregnant ass down here a.s.a.p., we got a baby/wedding shower to get crackin', if we got that youngin' on the way we can't waste no time."

"Okay Kace, but you call us the minute you hear from her,"

Just then Ian began crying from his bassinet, for a minute all Jeff could do was sit there and listen to his son's cries.

"Jeffy, that's the baby, I got to go play mommy,"

"Okay sweetheart, call you later."

Jeff clicked off his phone, "Well no luck there." He said.

Mark's phone rang soon after that, "Yeah,"

"Mark its Paul,"

"Paul," Mark looked at Shane, they locked eyes for a second, "what's up? I was just getting around to calling you."

"If it's about Ray, I have to say, I already know."

"She's called,"

"She's laying in my living room,"

"Oh my God. Thank you Jesus." Mark said. "Is she okay?"

"Well that's being left in the eye of the beholder. To say she's in tip top shape would be a lie, she was pretty messed up when she first got here, as a matter of fact she looked like death ran over twice."

"Oh God,"

"No, no, not to worry, she doesn't even know that we're talking, she said she would call you on her own time, and I have no doubt in my mind she will, however, I could not live with the fact that I know I have your daughter and didn't say anything about it,"

"Thanks Paul, you don't know how good a news this is,"

"I know if it were me and one of my boys, you'd do the same. She's welcome to stay here for as long as she needs too. We'll keep an eye on her and everything, I'll keep you posted okay."

"Alright Paul, and thank you, thank you so much."

"Mark, come on, we go back too far."

"I know, just be sure that she knows we love her and nothing she could ever do would change that."

"I know, I think she's just screwed up in the head about this baby thing, by the way, you did know she was pregnant, didn't you?"

"Yeah, it's Shane's I think that's what this is all about." Mark looked over at Shane and gave him a thumbs up.

Shane felt his knees nearly crumple beneath him. She was safe, she was safe and the child that she carried was safe. At this point he didn't care where she was or when she came back. He knew she would eventually, she just needed time to think. He could barely contain himself he was so relieved.

"Okay, I'll talk to again you in a few days,"

"Thanks again Paul."

"No problem."

Mark hung up his phone and just sat on a nearby bench. Relief just rushed through him, of course his daughter was smart enough to go where she was safe and loved.

"Well?" Jeff said.

"She's in N.Y. with Paul and his boys. She's still in a real delicate mindset so we have to let her have her space," he looked at Shane, knowing what was going through it, "Yes Shane, she's still pregnant."

"I'm just glad she's safe." Shane let a tear roll down his cheek.

"Yeah kid, me too." He scratched his head, "Me too."

4 weeks later....

Ray sat in front of the T.V. watching American Chopper with Mikey. Pauly and Paul Sr. was outside on the front porch.

"We're going to have to start bringing her down to the shop. She gets restless here by herself."

"I don't see any other way."

"She just can't be doing anything major, just little stuff." Pauly said.

"I'm not sure I want her doing anything," Paul told his son.

"I know, but the more we treat her normally the better."

"Lest we not forget son, she's pregnant."

"I know that pop, we all know that."

"Pop!!!!" they heart Mikey scream from inside.

"Mikey!" Paul ran indoors toward his shrieking son.

"It's Ray," they looked down at the girl bent over in pain.

"What's wrong Ray?" Paul looked concerned.

"Where does it hurt?" Pauly asked rubbing her back.

"I don't know, it doesn't really hurt, but I feel something funny."

"I'm calling a doctor," Paul said.

"Okay, just try to relax kiddo, here, lie back," Mikey said laying her on her back.

Ray was a little nervous, this was after all her 21st week of pregnancy, she didn't want this to end like this, not without Shane and her father.

"She says they don't really hurt, she says she feels sort of funny." Paul told the doctor, "Ray are you bleeding or anything?"

"No," she said looking down at herself, "No blood."

"Okay, she isn't bleeding." Paul listened, "Okay, thank you doctor."

"Well?" Both boys said at once.

"Well it seems as if Ray here is having her first Braxton-Hicks contractions, quite normal during this stage."

"Hey you in there," Ray said to her rounding belly, "You calm down in there,"

They all started laughing, "Ray, don't you think you might want to call your dad and let him know you're safe."

"Yeah," she said softly, "I guess I'd better."

The boys left the room to give her privacy, "Daddy, daddy it's me."

Mark felt a warm rush of relief flood over him, it had been 6 weeks since he heard his daughters voice.

"Don't hate me daddy, please don't hate me."

"Oh darlin', I don't hate you." He said, "I could never hate you."

"Good, because I have so much to tell you about your future grandbaby."

"I'll bet it's a boy."

"No telling," Ray said, "how's Shane?"

"He's good, he misses you."

"I miss him too, does he hate me?"

"No baby, nobody hates you."

"Is that Ray?" Adam asked.

Mark nodded, "Darlin', Uncle Adam's here."

"Tell her to get her pregnant ass back here with my niece or nephew or I'll be forced to take all these toys back."

"You heard the man," Mark said with a smile.

"Daddy, don't tell anyone, but I'll be back really, really soon. I just want it to be a big surprise."

"You got it darlin',"

"Thank you daddy."

"Anytime darlin',"

The boys rejoined her just as she was hanging up the phone, "So?"

"So I guess I'd better get back there soon before the WWE male locker room has a fit without me."

"You know, you're probably right, you just say when and we'll go."

The baby shifted position just then, "When."