Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE wrestlers listed in this story, they are owned by the WWE and the Chairman Vincent Kennedy McMahon. Like so many others, I have no money to be sued so any likeness to real life is completely coincidental.

Summary: A well known superstar's daughter deals with being almost famous, with tragic consequences.

Genre: Angst and Drama

A/N: Okay so this chapter will be the ending of it. I will make a sequel to it sometime in the future I am sure, but I figured out a way to end it on a high note, which means there is the possibility of something happening to these two men in the future where their daughter is concerned. I was going to make this go on for awhile longer, but when I killed her, I lost direction for it and knew it was only meant to be a small story. Thank you all for the support and look for the thank you chapter at the end of this one as always and well keep on reading, its great!

"This is a sick cycle carousel."

It had been a week since his only daughter, the one he thought had been his blessing all of these years had died, and now he had just watched as she was lowered into the ground. He had so much he wanted to say and the words just didn't seem to want to come.

Rebecca had made her way out from her new hole in the ground and been there to watch their daughter buried, without even so much as a word as to why all of these years she had lied to him. He didn't care about that anymore, but he did want answers.

As they stood and watched her lowered into the ground, the traditional prayer voiced by everyone there including the preacher, he wondered if he would ever really learn the truth and why his daughter had gone through the pain that she did.

Had he made her the way she was? Was he a horrible parent? He had been on the road so much when they were really growing up to be more then just little kids that he hadn't seen any signs until it was too late. She had run from him, because she thought he had something to do with the lies and emotional blackmail she had suffered and now, he hoped she knew wherever she was that he hadn't.

Of all the people in the world for Rebecca to choose to go with in that period of their lives, it had been his best friend, the man he trusted more then life itself, and look where it had gotten them now. They were at a crossroads, Shawn not sure if he could ever overlook what had happened and Paul wanting desperately to make everything right.

Not able to reach his friend at home, Paul had chosen to say what he felt on the answering machine, which made looking at him now, standing alone in the corner of the field that much harder. As much as he didn't want to think about it at a time like this, he couldn't get it out his mind.

"Shawn I know what you must be going through right now because I am indeed going through almost the same thing. I did sleep with her, once a long time ago when I was too drunk and in pain over Joanie to know any better. I didn't know that Gracie wasn't your little girl though man, you have to believe that. I never once got a connection other then friendly being around her and I wish to God I could go back and change it all. I know I can't but in the future I hope you can come to me and talk about this, and maybe put an end to all of the pain all of us are suffering now."

It hadn't been a long message, and it had gotten his part in all of this across very well, but Shawn didn't know if he should bother giving in to their long friendship anymore. What happened when he got a new girlfriend, and she became his wife and it happened all over again? Could he live with himself anymore then he could right at that moment?

It was then that Rebecca made her way over to where he stood alone, encased in the pain and not knowing a way out of it. "I am so sorry I didn't know that she would go this far Shawn. If I had known I would have made her stay with Connor and I."

Shawn looked at her then, really looked at her for the first time since their divorce so many years ago. She still looked the same, a little older around the eyes but still as easily pretty as she had always been. He had been a sucker to believe she really cared for him and their kids. The real question he had though was why he could have been so easily led and not realized it.

"You couldn't have done a damn thing to help her Rebecca because it was because of you and the person that you became that she is where she is now. I hope you are proud of yourself, you selfish bitch. If you think for one second I want Connor with you any more you have another thing coming. The next time you see me will be in court. I want our son back and this time for good."

He walked away from her then, allowing her to comprehend what had just happened and what the rest of her life would now be like. His heart was an empty hole and there seemed to be nowhere to get out. He wanted them all to feel exactly what was coming to them. Gracie had died in pain and agony, knowing a truth she couldn't even deal with knowing and now, he wanted them all sad and alone, feeling the same way. If he did anything else in this life, he would make them all pay and pay dearly.

"Don't worry Grace, I wont forget you or the reason of why you died the way you did. They will all feel the same pain that I am feeling now. I promise you that."