Surprise?

I could barely sit still on the drive to the cabin. I was finally going to talk to my father. Eddy did tell us he hadn't told them anything. I gazed over at Athena who was looking as nervous as I felt.

D-Lo was still shocked by all of this and had told us he wouldn't miss this conversation for the world. This was only fair since he had been dragged into this without knowing what was really going on.

When we arrived at the cabin the mystery guy was waiting. "I'm Agent Michael Erichson. I want you to know right away, what I am allowing is against my better judgement and you can not tell anyone what you will find out tonight. You have to swear on that. And if you do I will arrest you." We swore. "Okay come on." He led us into the cabin.

Before we did so though Chavo grabbed me by the arm and said, "Don't say anything right away. Eddy said they don't know it's you."

Marissa's face showed shock when I entered the cabin. I guess she did not expect me to come into the cabin. She was sitting next to her two children who were sound asleep on a couch. Owen, dad, and Eddy were sitting on a second couch. Shane wasn't in the room for some reason. "Christopher?" Marissa asked confusion etching her face as we sat in chairs.

"Christopher?" Chavo said looking at me strangely. I shrugged. I didn't tell anyone my conversation with Marissa earlier today.

"Okay whatever." Eddy said though I think he was glad that I had used an alias. "Guys this is Sierra and Christopher I think you already know everyone."

I sort of tuned out the introductions. I sat there looking at my father. He was sitting there staring at all of us. I turned to look at Athena and she was staring at her father she looked like she wanted to say something but Eddy and Chavo made sure we couldn't.

"How did you guys survive?" D-Lo asked.

Owen looked uncomfortable. "By breaking many ribs and puncturing a lung for me at least. Chase told me to not move and pretend to be dead. I don't remember why until I woke up in a hospital bed under the name George Peterson. Chase was there when I woke up and told me the whole story. He said that the wrestling world believed I was dead. It was Vince's doing that caused me to fall that far. To protect my family I had to pretend to be dead. And Eddy was there too. He's the one who helped get me somewhere safe."

I squeezed Athena's hand as she gasped at the information. I looked over at Uncle Eddy who wouldn't look at me. What the heck was going on?

My dad started speaking. "I was never crazy about wrestling Goldberg especially in a title match. I still remembered his ending Bret's career. Something felt really off when I was lifted in the powerbomb I tried to move out of it but Goldberg dropped me down hard and that's all I really remember except, like Owen, Chase told me not to move and to pretend to be dead. Eddy was there in the ring I remember that telling me to hang in there. I didn't break my neck but it certainly was strained and with a severe concussion. I was also in the hospital under a different name, Louis Andrews and I stayed hidden to protect my family."

"Didn't you ever want to tell them?" I asked. Chavo shot me a look. I know I wasn't supposed to say anything Chavo but come on.

"Of course we did!" My dad said. "I have three children. One of them was only four years old! He's eighteen now. I would love to talk to him."

I was about to open my mouth when Chavo gave me another look.

Owen continued. "I have two of my own who are in their 20s now. You don't know what it's like to be separated from your family for that long."

"We know better then you think." Athena said.

Chavo and Eddy both pulled Athena and me out of the room. "Don't say anything!" Eddy said. "Don't you dare. You guys said you wouldn't!"

"Uncle Eddy I'm tired of this!" I finally said. "That's my dad and I need to talk to him!"

"He's my what?" Well that's not how I wanted my father to find out!

Eddy turned around and looked at my father with a deer in the headlight look.

"Uh hi dad." I finally said. "I'm Daniel."

I didn't know my dad was the fainting type.