Randy, Paul, and Dave saw the other piece of paper on the bed and saw the paper. He picked it up and looked at the other two, he wasn't sure if he wanted to read this one.

"'Aunt Melany told me last night that she thinks my sickness is going away. I haven't been coughing. I hope it went away. I feel really bad when I have to stay inside. I don't like being in my room after Marcy blew the back of her head all over my door. Leslie told me that if I had to stay in that she would stay in with me. She told me that Aunt Melany and Uncle Teddy are going to move us out of the house next week. I can't wait to get out of this house. I never feel alone here and it is scary. Leslie told me about what had happened to Marcy to make her want to blow her head off. I think I would have done it too if my uncle was raping me.'" "Her uncle didn't just rape her?" Paul asked and Randy shook his head. "'Leslie said that she could have dealt with him doing it to her if it wasn't so personal. She changed a lot since Uncle Teddy and Aunt Melany moved in. She became closer to me. She always used to be so close to Chris. I'm not complaining, but I thought for sure that she would be the next one to die, not Marcy. Leslie became more and more distant from the social spots. She goes to school and then comes right home. She doesn't like being around people anymore. I hope that changes. She's a really good girl.'" "What does this have to do with the search?" Paul asked when Rand set the paper back down in the side of the bed. "Her brother never made it out of the house. The day that they were supposed to leave, he died the night before." Randy told them and then Paul and Dave looked at the floor. Randy got up and walked over to the door and almost slipped on the piece of paper. He picked it up and looked at it.

"'Uncle Teddy came back last night and played the game. Last night the game hurt. He stuck his thingy in me. It hurt. Leslie and the others don't know about this. I don't know if I'll be able to live with myself if they ever knew about what was going on at night in my room. I want to tell Chris so he'll do something about it, but he's not around anymore. I want to tell Leslie but she'd just tell me to deal with it. She is the spiritually strong person. She could probably deal with the stuff that is happening to me if it was happening to her. I want to tell some one just to get it off my chest. I think I'll tell Greg tomorrow.'" And that's all she wrote." Randy said and they all looked at the floor. Then at the door. There was a paper on it. Randy was about to grab it but there was a knock on the door. They all jumped then Randy opened the door. "You put a no disturb sign on your door?" Stacy asked and Randy looked at it. "Did one of you do that?" He asked pointing to the sign and they both shook their heads. "Well then, maybe ghosts did it?" She asked and they all shivered. "What's that?" She asked grabbing the paper out of Randy's hand. "What's this?" She asked in a calmer tone. "Leslie." Randy said then pushed past Stacy. "What?" She asked as she was pushed aside. Paul and Dave both smiled when Randy wrapped his arms around the young woman. Stacy turned and saw Randy hugging Leslie. 'I shouldn't have been so hard on him.' She thought then shoved the paper at Paul then walked off. "Read the last one." SHe said into his chest and he just nodded but didn't make a move to move. She smiled. "Go." She said and pushed him. She smiled at Dave and Paul but once Randy was in the room she closed the door.

'"Aunt Melany and Uncle Teddy are talking about moving out of the house. I want to leave but I don't. I like being close to my family even if they are dead. I walk up and down my halls and look into all the rooms hoping to catch a glimpse of one of them. Know that they are here. I have a feeling that Uncle Teddy is raping Marcy, I don't want to ask her and have to tell her that he is doing the same thing to me. Aunt Melany keeps looking at me with disgusted looks. She doesn't think I see her but I do. My mom always said that she was a bitch. I don't hang around the cafe or the mall anymore. I didn't want to. I want to be with my brother, not people that I don't know. Greg hasn't woken up not being able to breath in almost three days. I think that he is getting better. I hope his is. He hasn't bee outside in almost a month. I stay in there with until her goes to sleep then I go out and play with Marcy. She looks like she wants to tell me something but she doesn't say anything, and I don't want to push her into saying it if she doesn't. I hope she tells me soon. She looks like she gets less and less sleep every night. She needs to tell some one. Maybe she'll tell Uncle Teddy."'

Randy held the paper in his hand and opened the door with the other hand. Leslie was standing there with two bags. One was the one she had left with and the other was a large garbage bag. "I know I was a little imature. I jumped to conclusions, I'm sorry, but can I stay here, with you?" She asked and Randy nodded. He let her him adn they went through and blew out all the candles. Randy closed the door after Dave and Paul had left then walked over to the bed where Leslie sat. "Where'd you get those?" He asked pointing to the boxes that were sitting on the bed. "I went home." She told him. "You went back to the house?" He asked and she nodded. "The house seemed to light up when I walked in the door. The people that lived there asked me if I was related to the people that died there. They seemed a little scared. Like the place was haunted or something." She said then put all the boxes back into the bag ster putting the papers back in. "Where was your fathers paper?" Randy asked and she looked at him. "Your father. His death display didn't have his paper like all the others did." Randy said. "He didn't have writting in his box. He kept money in his box. All his paychecks were cashed then he put a majority into the box. I could live off of this for the rest of my life. My mom put her paychecks in here also." She said and she pulled out the box and opened it. It was stacked with 100 dollar and 50 dollar bills. Randy's jaw almost dropped off the hinges. She put the box back in the bag and then put it on the floor by the bed. She got off the bed and walked into the bathroom after grabbing her bag and Randys. He heard the drain to the bath tub and then she came out few mintues later in her over large shirt. "What made you leave for a month?" He asked when she sat down on the bed. "I heard you and Stacy talking. I got to my house and found all the boxes. It tokk me to read all of the papers, but there was the one paper that my mom had written about wanting us to be happy and I found out that I was happy when I was with you. I know I haven't been the most sane person, but I'm going to try. I did a lot of reading the last couple of weeks. What we went through as a family was nothing compared to what Snitsky did to me." She said then laid down.

"LESLIE!" She heard screamed from behind her. She turned around and was tackled to the floor by Trish. Lita and Christy joined the pile and Stacy stood on the side laughing. "Hey guys." Leslie said and they all got up and pulled her up. She stood there smiling at them. "What made you leave?" Lita asked while fixing her pants. "I had to do a little soul searching." "Leslie said and they all just nodded. "COme on. The others will be glad to see you. She'll meet you before your match." Trish said as they dragged her away. "So, is she back to stay?" Stacy asked and he nodded. "Yeah." Randy said then looked at her. "I'm sorry if I lead you on or anything, but I've found the woman for me." He said and she nodded. He didn't know how much those words helped and hurt her. "I know. I just wished it would have been me." She said then kissed him on the cheek and walked away after the girls. Randy walked into his dressing room and was greeted by just about all the wrestlers. 'CONGRADULATIONS!' Was written on a large banner that the guys were holding. There were even cameras. "Where is she?" John asked. "The Divas pulled her off." Randy said and all just shrugged and went on with the party.

"Michael, is that who I think it is?" Tazz asked as they watched Randy and Leslie walk down the ramp together, hand in hand. Randy did his rounds then pulled his dog tags from around his neck and put them on her with a kiss to her forehead. Orlando Jordans music hit and he came down the ramp he got into the ring just as Leslie was getting out. He caught Randy off guard.