Chapter 6: The Truth

"Hi Danielle, this is Ric Flair."

"Well hi Mr. Flair, can I help you with something?"

"Oh please, call me Ric. I was just wondering if we could get together this Sunday to chat. I'll be in New York for Raw."

"Okay sure. Did you want to talk about my mom?"

"Ya, if you don't mind."

"No, its fine. That would be great."

"Okay, I'll call you to let you know where I'm staying so you can meet me there."

"Alright, talk to you then. Bye."

"Bye"

After she hung up the phone Danielle couldn't believe what she had just agreed to. Was she really going to get together with Ric Flair again. Why did she always have to put herself through talking about her mom? Well, she thought, maybe he can give me some insight into a part of my mom's life that I don't know about.

Ric had called Danielle on Saturday when he got to New York to tell her where he was staying. Danielle would have preferred if they could have just met at a restaurant but Ric had insisted that it would be easier if they just met at the hotel. She had to agree because she just couldn't say no to this man. Danielle had a sneaking suspicion that this get together had to do with the package that she had delivered to Ric. She was extremely nervous about meeting with Ric and talking about her mom again but she was also very excited to see what her mom had so badly wanted Ric to have.

Danielle

As Danielle was walking into the hotel her nervousness was apparent but she didn't stop she just kept going, determined she wasn't going to back out now. Danielle got to the front desk and wasn't exactly sure what she should do.

"Hi, I'm Danielle Harrison and I'm here to see Ric Flair. He is expecting me."

"I'm sorry Mr. Flair said nothing about having a visitor tonight so I am not at liberty to give you his room number."

"No really, I'm not some deranged fan, he really is expecting me and I think he will be very upset if you don't tell me his room number."

"Miss, I am not at liberty to do so. I am sorry."

At this point Danielle was getting very annoyed with this young man. "Listen…" she said yelling "Ric is expecting me. I realize he didn't tell you this so why don't you just call him up, tell him I'm here, and see what he says."

"I don't think that would be correct procedure."

"JUST DO IT!"

"Alright miss, there is no need to get upset, I will try."

"Good."

The annoying desk clerk then dialed Ric's hotel room. "Hello, Mr. Flair, I have a Miss Danielle Harrison here to see you…of course sir I will send her right up…no sir I didn't give her any trouble whatsoever…yes it was no problem."

"Didn't give me any trouble huh?"

"He tips good when you do something right. Your not going to tell him are you."

"I suppose I could let it slide this time."

"Thanks. Mr. Flair is in room 817 on the 8th floor."

"Thank you very much. Now was that so hard."

Without waiting for a reply Danielle walked over to the elevator, got in, hit the button for the 8th floor, and prepared herself to meet Ric again.

Ric was extremely nervous waiting for Danielle to arrive. He knew it would be a matter of moments because he had just gotten off the phone with the desk clerk. Ric couldn't believe he was finally going to tell Danielle the truth. He didn't know how he was going to do it but he knew he was ready to finally get it of his chest once and for all. Ric was broken out of his thoughts by a knock on the door. As Ric opened the door he was amazed by Danielle's appearance. She had her hair pulled back so that he could see her big brown eyes. They made her look even more like Michelle. Ric noted that her hair and eyes were a lot like Michelle but the rest of her facial features were pure Ric and he wondered why he hadn't noticed that before.

"Hi Danielle, thank you for coming and meeting me."

"Oh Ric, its no trouble. It's really nice to have someone to talk about my mom with." Okay so that wasn't really how she felt but she wanted to be nice about it for Ric's sake. For some reason she was always trying to be nice to him.

"Yeah I figured you were hurting more than you were letting on and could use someone to talk to."

"Your right, I guess, but I figured you wanted to talk since you called for me to come here."

"You have me there. I wanted to talk about what your mother sent me and what kind of relationship we had."

"I figured that was what this was about."

"Your mother was my personal assistant once, which I've already told you. She was really good at her job and helped me through a lot of rough times. One time my wife, Beth, and I were having a fight and she wanted a divorce. Michelle and I went out for a couple drinks because I just needed that. Anyways, we got really drunk and one thing led to another. We ended up sleeping together. It was just that one night but your mother was mortified and stopped working for me. I never saw her again."

"Why are you telling me this."

"I'm trying to get you to understand what your mother and I had."

"What? Are you trying to teach me a lesson?" Danielle was getting very upset right now because of all these things she was hearing about her mother.

"No, Danielle that wasn't the point."

"What, are you trying to be like a dad protecting me? Just cause my mother died and I have no one doesn't mean you need to feel sorry for me and try to protect me. My mother raised me not to make mistakes like she did!"

"Danielle, it pains me to hear you say that what Michelle and I did was a mistake because it wasn't. If what we did was a mistake then you would be a mistake and your not." Ric didn't want to tell Danielle this way but she was very upset, making him very upset and it just slipped out.

"What are you saying?"

"Danielle your mother gave me a scrapbook of your life and a letter from her in that package. She wanted me to know that I was your father."

"Excuse me! Your just now telling me this. After 23 years of not having a father your telling me this now?" Danielle was obviously very upset by this and was starting to cry hysterically.

"Danielle, I didn't know until now. Your mother never told me until the letter that came with the scrapbook. She wanted me to give this to you so that you would understand." Ric said handing Danielle a letter from her mother.

"I can't believe this. I've got to get out of here." Danielle grabbed the envelope and headed towards the door.

"Danielle wait, we should talk about this." Ric said reaching for Dani's arm.

"Ric, just leave me alone." She said with anger in her voice as she left with the tears still in running down her face. She ran down the hall trying to outrun all the emotions that were running in her veins over what she had just heard.

Ric

Well that didn't go so well, Ric thought to himself very upset by all of this. Ric decided he wouldn't try and chase after Danielle but just let her cool off before trying to talk to her again. He figured sooner or later she would come around and try to accept him as her father. Judging by what just happened it might be later rather that sooner but Ric was prepared to wait. He hoped he wouldn't have to wait very long though, because he had missed the first 23 years of his daughter's life and he didn't want to miss anymore. The thought of Danielle hating him really tore him up inside. He really hoped that they could start a meaningful father/daughter relationship and get to know each other. Thankfully Ric wouldn't have to wait too long thanks to the help of an unlikely person.

Danielle

Danielle couldn't believe what she had just heard. She really just needed to get away to think all of this stuff through. As she was running down the hall away from Ric's hotel room with tears running down her face, she ran into the warm embrace of someone she least expected.

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