Author's Note: I did most of this, but Heather and Amanda had input, and I
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Chapter 24: Meeting The Family
Raechel got out of her Chevelle in front of a tan ranch style house in the mountains of Wester Maryland. She smiled as she removed her sunglasses, "Home sweet home." John got out of the car and looked around nervously, "This is where you grew up?" Rae shrugged, "Since I was 12." She looked over her shoulder and saw Amanda and Randy coming up the long driveway in Amanda's dark blue, Ford Mustang GT. She waited for Amanda and Randy to get out of the car. The foursome then walked to the front door. Rae smiled and opened the door, "Mom, Dad, anyone home?" A man in his early 50s came walking into the living room from the kitchen, "Hey Zoot. How's the beach?" John smirked at Rae, "Zoot?" Raechel looked at him, "Shut the fuck up." She smiled at her father, it wasn't hard to see where she got her appearance. Rae hugged her father tightly, "Hey Dad." She then intoduced him to everyone, "Dad, this is John, Amanda, and Randy. Guys, this is my Dad, Jim." Jim shook hands with the other three. He looked at her, "So, what brings you home?" Rae sighed, "We need your help." Jim smiled, a smile that the others recognized, "Need ammo?" The others looked at Rae in shock. She laughed weakly and then looked at her Dad, "Actually, we need help findin someone." "Who?" "Heather." "Your friend that you've talked to online since you were like 17?" Rae nodded, "Yeah." He cocked an eyebrow at her, "What's goin on Zoot?" Rae shook her head, "You don't need to know yet Dad, will you help us?" Jim nodded, "Of course I will." Amanda smiled, "Thanks a lot Mr. Stefan." He nodded toward the basement door, "Come on." Rae smiled and led the others downstairs behind her father.
Jim sat at a computer and wiggled the mouse a little. John looked around, nervously at the collection of guns decorating the basement. Rae sat in a chair next to her Dad, "Alright, look for the names Brock Lesnar, or Heather Reed." He nodded and first typed in Brock's name. Rae sighed when she recognized the address on the screen, "Damn it, that's his old address." Amanda walked up behind her, "Is there anyway you could see if he's purchased any property?" Jim looked up at Amanda, "I was about to do that." Amanda swallowed when she noticed Rae and Jim giving her the same look. "Just a suggestion." John and Randy looked around the basement at all the guns that Rae's dad had stored down there. Amanda turned to and looked at them, noticing what they were looking at. "God, how I'd love to use one of those on Brock." She said, with anger in her voice. Rae looked over at them. "Yeah, you and me both, Amanda." Jim looked over at his daughter, "Take your pick." Rae smiled at him, "Thanks Dad." She got up and walked over to look over the shotguns. She picked up a 22 and examined it for a moment. John looked at her as she held it up and lined up the sites, "Rae?" She shook her head, "Not good enough." She then picked up a 12 gauge and smiled, "Much better." Her father smiled, "Zoot, that guns a little much..." "Dad, I know how to shoot." Her Dad turned around in the chair to look at the four young adults, "Raechel, tell me what's goin on." Rae looked at her father and sighed, "Dad..." "Now." "Yes sir." The others were surprised, they hadn't seen Rae so humbled before. She sighed heavily, "Heather went to Minnesota with Brock, and the other night, she called me, scared out of her fuckin mind, okay?" Jim nodded. Raechel's dark eyes clouded, "He was beatin the shit out of her, Dad." Jim shook his head, "Look, this piece of shit isn't comin up with anything, I'll run a search over night, and see what it comes up with." Rae nodded, "Thanks." "In the meantime, you four, go upstairs and get some rest. Your mother will be home from work soon." Raechel smiled, "Alright." The others started upstairs, Jim stopped John, "John, come here." John walked over, "Yes sir?" He sighed and watched his daughter go upstairs before looking back at John. He stood up and looked John dead in the eye, "You hurt my daughter, and I hurt you, got it?" John nodded, trying not to smile, yeah, he saw where Raechel got it from. "I have no intentions of hurting Rae. I love her." Jim smiled and then nodded toward the stairs, "Go on. Get outta here." John nodded and quickly walked upstairs. Jim chuckled and shook his head as he sat back down at the computer.
Raechel was sleeping peacefully in her old bedroom, wrapped in John's arms when a petite woman, in her mid 40s walked in with a smile. Rae's eyes fluttered and opened. She smiled, "Hey Mom." Raechel's mother smiled, "Hey, when'd you get here?" Rae yawned as she sat up and stretched, "About 1." She nodded, "Well, I'll make dinner..." her voice trailed off when she saw the man in bed with Rae. Raechel smiled sheepishly, "Long story." "Get out here and tell me now." Rae nodded as she climbed out of bed, "Yes ma'am." She walked out into the kitchen, "Mom..." She shook her head, "Raechel, I know you've had a thing for him for the longest damn time, but, how," she asked turning to look at her daughter. Rae smirked, "You don't wanna know." Jim walked upstairs, "Hey Nan." Nancy looked at her husband, "Do you know who's in Raechel's bed right now?" Jim shrugged, "Yeah, John Cena." Rae smiled, "And Randy Orton is in the spare room with Amanda." Nancy's hazel eyes went wide, "What?!" Raechel shrugged, "It's no big deal Mom." "No big deal?! Just how the fuck did you meet them?!" Rae looked around; Nancy grew impatient, "Raechel Dawn, you better answer me." Raechel smiled at her, "Mom, seriously, you don't wanna know." Nancy's jaw dropped, "You kidnapped them?!" Rae shrugged, "Yeah." "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Jim shook his head as he got another cup of coffee and went downstairs. Rae smiled, "They're okay with it now. Hell, the four of us live together in Ocean City." Nancy shook her head as she went to the task of making dinner, "And when were you planning on telling me that you were an outlaw?" Raechel smiled, "We're not outlaws. You've gotta have someone charge you to be an outlaw." Nancy shook her head as she continued making dinner.
The group ate dinner in an awkward silence. Rae looked up at her mother, "Mom, come on, don't be mad." Nancy shook her head, "I'm not mad. It's just odd. My youngest child commits a capital offense, and now, the guys she and her friend kidnapped are in love with them." Rae sighed and shook her head, "Not all of 'em." Nancy narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?" Amanda sighed, "Our friend Heather, went to live with Brock Lesnar in Minnesota, and now, he's been beating her up." Randy nodded, "Yeah, Rae said Mr. Stefan might be able to help us find Brock, since he's forcing Heather to move and she doesn't know where." Nancy shook her head and then looked at Jim, "Did you give them any?" Jim nodded, "Zoot took the 12 gauge." Nancy nodded and looked back at her daughter, "Raechel." "Yeah Mom?" "Blow him away." Rae nodded, "Yes ma'am." The phone rang and interrupted dinner. Rae jumped up and walked over to the phone. She smiled when she saw the name on the caller ID. She picked it up, "Hey hermana." John, Randy, and Amanda looked at each other, confused. Nancy and Jim smirked at each other, "It's Raechel's sister." They all nodded as Rae leaned against the wall and chatted with her sister for a little while.
As Amanda and Randy were getting ready for bed, Randy still seemed to be in shock of the days events. "Sweetie. Did you know that Rae's dad had these kind of connections?" Randy asked. "Yeah, but I never really understood all of it til today." Amanda answered, climbing in bed next to Randy. "What do you think he can do about Brock?" Randy asked, pulling Amanda close to him. "Well, find out where they are moving, give us the address, and let Rae go at him." Amanda answered, as Randy just smirked. "I know that, but what can he really do?" Randy asked, again. "Honey, all I know is, I know Rae and you should know this about both of us by now. We won't stop until we get Heather back." Amanda replied. "I just can't believe the shit Brock's pulling. I never in a million years would have guessed taht he'd be capable of this shit." Randy said, as his grip on Amanda tightened a little. "What if we're too late when we find her?" Amanda asked, tears slowly falling. "Sweetie, I swear to God. We will get her back, and as far as I'm concerned, Brock will never be able to lay his hands on ANY woman again." Randy said, lightly kissing Amanda's cheek. "I love you Randy." Amanda said, looking up at him. "I love you too, Amanda." Randy replied, kissing her once more as they both fell asleep.
Rae lay in her bed looking up at the ceiling, thinking about Heather. John opened his eyes and looked at her, "You okay?" Raechel shook her head and rolled onto her side to look at John, "No. I'm really worried about her John." John nodded as he wrapped Rae in his arms, "I am too." Rae closed her eyes as tear started to swell, "I wanna kill him and get it over with." John nodded, "I know you do." He pulled her tightly against his chest, "I love you." Rae smiled and nuzzled against him, "I love you too." She considered herself very fortunate to be with the man she only dreamed about, and to have him honestly love her. Her mind then turned to Heather, who wasn't nearly as fortunate.
Author's Note: Raechel's gotta gun *sings to 'Janie's Gotta Gun' by Aerosmith* ... Brock better watch out! Ain't my fam great?! I love 'em ... REVIEW
Chapter 24: Meeting The Family
Raechel got out of her Chevelle in front of a tan ranch style house in the mountains of Wester Maryland. She smiled as she removed her sunglasses, "Home sweet home." John got out of the car and looked around nervously, "This is where you grew up?" Rae shrugged, "Since I was 12." She looked over her shoulder and saw Amanda and Randy coming up the long driveway in Amanda's dark blue, Ford Mustang GT. She waited for Amanda and Randy to get out of the car. The foursome then walked to the front door. Rae smiled and opened the door, "Mom, Dad, anyone home?" A man in his early 50s came walking into the living room from the kitchen, "Hey Zoot. How's the beach?" John smirked at Rae, "Zoot?" Raechel looked at him, "Shut the fuck up." She smiled at her father, it wasn't hard to see where she got her appearance. Rae hugged her father tightly, "Hey Dad." She then intoduced him to everyone, "Dad, this is John, Amanda, and Randy. Guys, this is my Dad, Jim." Jim shook hands with the other three. He looked at her, "So, what brings you home?" Rae sighed, "We need your help." Jim smiled, a smile that the others recognized, "Need ammo?" The others looked at Rae in shock. She laughed weakly and then looked at her Dad, "Actually, we need help findin someone." "Who?" "Heather." "Your friend that you've talked to online since you were like 17?" Rae nodded, "Yeah." He cocked an eyebrow at her, "What's goin on Zoot?" Rae shook her head, "You don't need to know yet Dad, will you help us?" Jim nodded, "Of course I will." Amanda smiled, "Thanks a lot Mr. Stefan." He nodded toward the basement door, "Come on." Rae smiled and led the others downstairs behind her father.
Jim sat at a computer and wiggled the mouse a little. John looked around, nervously at the collection of guns decorating the basement. Rae sat in a chair next to her Dad, "Alright, look for the names Brock Lesnar, or Heather Reed." He nodded and first typed in Brock's name. Rae sighed when she recognized the address on the screen, "Damn it, that's his old address." Amanda walked up behind her, "Is there anyway you could see if he's purchased any property?" Jim looked up at Amanda, "I was about to do that." Amanda swallowed when she noticed Rae and Jim giving her the same look. "Just a suggestion." John and Randy looked around the basement at all the guns that Rae's dad had stored down there. Amanda turned to and looked at them, noticing what they were looking at. "God, how I'd love to use one of those on Brock." She said, with anger in her voice. Rae looked over at them. "Yeah, you and me both, Amanda." Jim looked over at his daughter, "Take your pick." Rae smiled at him, "Thanks Dad." She got up and walked over to look over the shotguns. She picked up a 22 and examined it for a moment. John looked at her as she held it up and lined up the sites, "Rae?" She shook her head, "Not good enough." She then picked up a 12 gauge and smiled, "Much better." Her father smiled, "Zoot, that guns a little much..." "Dad, I know how to shoot." Her Dad turned around in the chair to look at the four young adults, "Raechel, tell me what's goin on." Rae looked at her father and sighed, "Dad..." "Now." "Yes sir." The others were surprised, they hadn't seen Rae so humbled before. She sighed heavily, "Heather went to Minnesota with Brock, and the other night, she called me, scared out of her fuckin mind, okay?" Jim nodded. Raechel's dark eyes clouded, "He was beatin the shit out of her, Dad." Jim shook his head, "Look, this piece of shit isn't comin up with anything, I'll run a search over night, and see what it comes up with." Rae nodded, "Thanks." "In the meantime, you four, go upstairs and get some rest. Your mother will be home from work soon." Raechel smiled, "Alright." The others started upstairs, Jim stopped John, "John, come here." John walked over, "Yes sir?" He sighed and watched his daughter go upstairs before looking back at John. He stood up and looked John dead in the eye, "You hurt my daughter, and I hurt you, got it?" John nodded, trying not to smile, yeah, he saw where Raechel got it from. "I have no intentions of hurting Rae. I love her." Jim smiled and then nodded toward the stairs, "Go on. Get outta here." John nodded and quickly walked upstairs. Jim chuckled and shook his head as he sat back down at the computer.
Raechel was sleeping peacefully in her old bedroom, wrapped in John's arms when a petite woman, in her mid 40s walked in with a smile. Rae's eyes fluttered and opened. She smiled, "Hey Mom." Raechel's mother smiled, "Hey, when'd you get here?" Rae yawned as she sat up and stretched, "About 1." She nodded, "Well, I'll make dinner..." her voice trailed off when she saw the man in bed with Rae. Raechel smiled sheepishly, "Long story." "Get out here and tell me now." Rae nodded as she climbed out of bed, "Yes ma'am." She walked out into the kitchen, "Mom..." She shook her head, "Raechel, I know you've had a thing for him for the longest damn time, but, how," she asked turning to look at her daughter. Rae smirked, "You don't wanna know." Jim walked upstairs, "Hey Nan." Nancy looked at her husband, "Do you know who's in Raechel's bed right now?" Jim shrugged, "Yeah, John Cena." Rae smiled, "And Randy Orton is in the spare room with Amanda." Nancy's hazel eyes went wide, "What?!" Raechel shrugged, "It's no big deal Mom." "No big deal?! Just how the fuck did you meet them?!" Rae looked around; Nancy grew impatient, "Raechel Dawn, you better answer me." Raechel smiled at her, "Mom, seriously, you don't wanna know." Nancy's jaw dropped, "You kidnapped them?!" Rae shrugged, "Yeah." "What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Jim shook his head as he got another cup of coffee and went downstairs. Rae smiled, "They're okay with it now. Hell, the four of us live together in Ocean City." Nancy shook her head as she went to the task of making dinner, "And when were you planning on telling me that you were an outlaw?" Raechel smiled, "We're not outlaws. You've gotta have someone charge you to be an outlaw." Nancy shook her head as she continued making dinner.
The group ate dinner in an awkward silence. Rae looked up at her mother, "Mom, come on, don't be mad." Nancy shook her head, "I'm not mad. It's just odd. My youngest child commits a capital offense, and now, the guys she and her friend kidnapped are in love with them." Rae sighed and shook her head, "Not all of 'em." Nancy narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?" Amanda sighed, "Our friend Heather, went to live with Brock Lesnar in Minnesota, and now, he's been beating her up." Randy nodded, "Yeah, Rae said Mr. Stefan might be able to help us find Brock, since he's forcing Heather to move and she doesn't know where." Nancy shook her head and then looked at Jim, "Did you give them any?" Jim nodded, "Zoot took the 12 gauge." Nancy nodded and looked back at her daughter, "Raechel." "Yeah Mom?" "Blow him away." Rae nodded, "Yes ma'am." The phone rang and interrupted dinner. Rae jumped up and walked over to the phone. She smiled when she saw the name on the caller ID. She picked it up, "Hey hermana." John, Randy, and Amanda looked at each other, confused. Nancy and Jim smirked at each other, "It's Raechel's sister." They all nodded as Rae leaned against the wall and chatted with her sister for a little while.
As Amanda and Randy were getting ready for bed, Randy still seemed to be in shock of the days events. "Sweetie. Did you know that Rae's dad had these kind of connections?" Randy asked. "Yeah, but I never really understood all of it til today." Amanda answered, climbing in bed next to Randy. "What do you think he can do about Brock?" Randy asked, pulling Amanda close to him. "Well, find out where they are moving, give us the address, and let Rae go at him." Amanda answered, as Randy just smirked. "I know that, but what can he really do?" Randy asked, again. "Honey, all I know is, I know Rae and you should know this about both of us by now. We won't stop until we get Heather back." Amanda replied. "I just can't believe the shit Brock's pulling. I never in a million years would have guessed taht he'd be capable of this shit." Randy said, as his grip on Amanda tightened a little. "What if we're too late when we find her?" Amanda asked, tears slowly falling. "Sweetie, I swear to God. We will get her back, and as far as I'm concerned, Brock will never be able to lay his hands on ANY woman again." Randy said, lightly kissing Amanda's cheek. "I love you Randy." Amanda said, looking up at him. "I love you too, Amanda." Randy replied, kissing her once more as they both fell asleep.
Rae lay in her bed looking up at the ceiling, thinking about Heather. John opened his eyes and looked at her, "You okay?" Raechel shook her head and rolled onto her side to look at John, "No. I'm really worried about her John." John nodded as he wrapped Rae in his arms, "I am too." Rae closed her eyes as tear started to swell, "I wanna kill him and get it over with." John nodded, "I know you do." He pulled her tightly against his chest, "I love you." Rae smiled and nuzzled against him, "I love you too." She considered herself very fortunate to be with the man she only dreamed about, and to have him honestly love her. Her mind then turned to Heather, who wasn't nearly as fortunate.
Author's Note: Raechel's gotta gun *sings to 'Janie's Gotta Gun' by Aerosmith* ... Brock better watch out! Ain't my fam great?! I love 'em ... REVIEW