A/N: I never really described everyone….sorry about that. I pictured Shania as the girl in that new movie Kart Racer….if you seen it. The one that was tagging all the buildings. I see Sammie as a Jamie Lynn Spears….really small cute and loveable. Chris, well, I see him as a 15 year old Ben McKenzie, but with brown hair…really, really hot, and funny. James looks like Pierre from Simple Plan, but his hair is Green. If you're confused, Paul and Greg are brothers. Paul is older, and he has a thing for Courtney. He has long shoulder length hair and he is a blonde. Greg had blonde hair too, but its cut short. They both have ice blue eyes. Courtney looks like Brittany Murphy in Clueless…with the brown hair and every thing….just really cute. Hope that clears some things up….if it just confuses you more…sorry, but the good news is you're just as smart as I am then!

I went downstairs to wake up Pumpkin and her friends around 10:30. When I go to the bottom of the stairs I had to smile. The five of them were sleeping on the floor and they were tangled in each other. The oldest one, James I think his name is, was holding on o McKenzie and she was cuddled into him, almost like a person would hold a daughter or a sister. I smiled and walked over to the sleeping group.

"Pumpkin, time to get up." I said, shaking her a bit.

"Go away." She said, not even opening her eyes. I laughed. That was the John in her.

"McKenzie….wake up."

"No, let me sleep." By this time, the other kids were stirring, and James was wiping his eyes looking at my granddaughter with an amused look on his face.

"Wake up sweet pea."

"Leave me alone!" she said, pulling the cover over her head. James just smiled and hit her with the pillow in her head pretty hard.

"James Michael Gallagher!" she said not even looking up.

"Do you want another one?'

"No."

"Then get up Blondie!" he said, yanking the cover off of her. She groaned and finally opened her eyes.

"Okay, I'm up…happy now?" she sighed.

"If you don't get up, no Mania." He said. She jumped up and ran upstairs.

"That got her up quick…" I smiled.

"That's my Mack. She hates to get up, but once she is, she's UP." James laughed.

"You got that right," Courtney said, stretching.

"Come on kids, breakfast is on the table." I said. They all got up and walked up the stairs yawning and stretching. They went in the kitchen and sat down. We ate breakfast and they took turns getting showered and dressed, and we were in the car and on our way by 3:00. I drove them to the airport and saw them on the plane. Once they took off, I went back home. I pulled into the driveway, and I saw a man walking towards the house.

"Excuse me, I'm looking for my step daughter, McKenzie Winters?" he said. He looked straight laced enough: clean cut and everything.

"She's my granddaughter. She just got on a plane to Houston, Texas to spend some time with her dad." I said.

"It's just that, well, I pretty much raised her from when she was 5 years old, and even though her mother's gone, I still feel a connection with her."

"Well, if you wand to find her, she'll be in LA on Friday and she'll be there all weekend."

"Thank you sir." He smiled. I just nodded. He got in his car and drove off. I had no idea that I'd just sent a madman after my granddaughter.

MACKIE'S POV

We landed in Houston around 7:45 that night. We were standing at baggage claim, looking for my bag, when a large muscular tattooed arm grabbed my bag. I looked up and saw none other than Mark Callaway. I smiled up at him and James was just like I was when I met him the first time.

"It's….him!" he said.

"James….chill."

"How can I chill Mack…it's Taker!" he said.

Mark just laughed and gave me a hug.

"How are you little girl?"

"I'm great Big Mark. Where's my dad?"

"He couldn't take it…he's hiding in the car from fans. Who're your friends?" he said, looking around at the group.

"Well, this is my best friend in the whole wide world Courtney, that's Paul, Greg, and right here, is my big brother James" I said, giving James a hug around his waist as I said this.

"Hi," Court blushed.

"Hey," Paul and Greg waved.

"You're amazing dude!" James said. Mark just laughed and we walked out of the airport to the parking lot. Mark signed about twenty million autographs and we kept going to the car. He had a huge Yukon XL and it was big enough to fit my Edmonton Crew and my West Newberry Crew. We put our stuff in the back, and a pair of hands covered my eyes.

"Dad!" I smiled. I turned around and jumped in his arms. He hugged me tight and I could feel his face buried in my hair. I was hanging a good foot off of the ground. He finally set me down and I turned and looked at the crew.

"Guys, this is my dad…John Cena. Dad, this is the crew; The goon brothers, Paul and Greg, Courtney, my best friend, and my big brother James." I smiled. Dad shook hands with all of them and we got in the car.

"So, what're we gonna do now?" James said, looking around.

"We're going back to Mark's place…he lives about I don't know…half hour away from here, so a couple of us are staying there while we're in Houston."

"We're gonna stay in Big Mark's place?" I smiled

"Yeah."

"Cool." Greg said. We pulled in the driveway and walked in the house. Mark had a huge house: He had his room, plus rooms for each my dad and Dawn, Eddie, Rey, Big Paul (Show), Little Paul (London), and Charlie and Jackie. Court and Me were gonna share a room, and the Guys were gonna share one to. We put out stuff in the rooms and went out back where Mark was firing up a grill.

"Mack-McQueen!" a voice called. I turned around and I was attacked by Paul London.

"Paulie!" I smiled. He hugged me and sat me down.

"Looking good there little girl." He smiled.

"Not so bad yourself little man." I quipped. "Paul, these are the guys, Paul, Greg, Courtney and James."

"What's up guys?"

"Nothing much…loving life." Greg smiled.

"First Wrestlemania too?"

"Yeah." We all said. We were sitting there talking for a while, when my phone rang. It was "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5, and I smiled.

"Guys, I'll be right back…" I said, smiling.

"Let me guess….Shane?" Paul teased.

"Yeah…"

"How does he already know about Shane and your dad doesn't even know yet?" Court laughed.

"Well, me and London talk everyday…it just slipped one day…"

"Hurry back."

"Alright" I smiled. I ran in the house and into a bedroom. I flopped down on the bed and answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey Mack."

"Hi Shane…how's everything back home?"

"Alright…I miss you though."

"I miss you too."

"Where are you right now?"

"I'm at Taker's House having a barbecue…can you believe that?"

"No WAY are you having a barbecue with Mark Callaway…."

"It's true!" I laughed. "I wish you could've come though…"

"YOU wish…no…I wish I could've come with you. I want you to have fun while you're there though, alright?"

"Okay."

"And piss JBL off at least once for me?"

"I'm pissing him off for ME at least twice…" I laughed.

"Baby girl…food's ready…" my dad said, leaning on the door jam.

"Hey, I've gotta jet, food's ready."

"Alright. I miss you."

"I miss you too…" I smiled.

"Bye."

"Bye." I said. I hung up my phone and turned around to face my dad.

"This is my room."

"Well, sorry, I needed some privacy!" I smirked.

"So, who do you miss so much?" he said, mocking me.

"Shane." Was all I said.

"Shane?"

"From school…"

"Easton? The one you hung out with that first day?"

"Yeah…he's taking me to the Spring Fling."

"My little girl has a boyfriend?"

"Yep. Why?"

"I don't know if I like that…"

"Dad, I'm a big girl now….and if he does me wrong, James'll get on a Greyhound and come down here and whip his ass." I smiled.

"Language."

"Sorry daddy." I sighed.

"It's alright….now come on out and eat." He said smiling. We got out side and he picked me up and threw me on his shoulders.

"Dad! Put me down!" I shrieked. He just laughed and spun in a circle. I screamed and put my hands over his eyes.

"Great, now I can't see…" he laughed. I took my hands off of his eyes and he started to run.

"Some one stop this thing!" I screamed. Big Paul came over and lifted me off of dad's shoulders.

"Thanks Big Paul…" I smiled as he sat me on his shoulders.

"Who said I was putting you down?" he quipped.

"SHOW!" I whined.

"Come on homes….put her down….how can you not let her down after listening to her whine like that?" Eddie laughed. Show laughed and let me down. I punched my dad in the shoulder and ran behind London.

"Oh no, that Cruiserweight can't save you…you think you're hot stuff cause you got yourself a little boyfriend…" he laughed.

"She has a boyfriend?" Jackie spoke up.

"Yeah." London said, holding me so dad could get to me.

"Wait a minute…you knew?"

"Yeah, she let it slip last week on the phone…I don't think she meant to tell me though."

"Last week? You've had a boyfriend for a week and neglected to tell me?" he said, standing up straight and looking at me.

"I'm sorry dad…I didn't think it was important."

"But it was important enough to tell my co-workers though?"

"I said I was sorry! It just slipped my mind…"

"What do you mean 'it just slipped my mind' McKenzie? It was so convenient to slip your mind every time I called huh?" he said, raising his voice a little bit. I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.

"Look, I said I was sorry, but what do you want me to do?"

"Be honest with me!"

"I never lied to you!" I screamed.

"Well you weren't exactly honest either!" he yelled back. I just sighed and walked in the house.

I went into the room I was sharing with Courtney and punched a wall a couple of times. I wasn't strong enough to do any damage to the wall, but I did scratch my knuckles up a little bit. I lay down on the bed and cried a little bit. I must have fallen asleep, because when I sat up, it was dark outside and Courtney was sitting on the edge of the bed with a plate of food and a can of Wild Cherry Pepsi.

"Hey girly, you alright?"

"I guess. I was just really mad that he doesn't trust me. I don't know how to get him to trust me…it's not like I didn't tell him on purpose…"

"You did not tell him on purpose…I know you girl."

"Alright, I wasn't gonna tell him, but that was because of how things were with Bryce…who knew how he was gonna react?" I sighed.

"And then when he finds out…he explodes, right?" she said, hugging me.

"Yeah, I mean, you know how Bryce was…that's why I was scared to tell him…I didn't know if he'd get mad and back hand me or something…What time is it anyway?"

"10:30. I brought you some food." She said, setting the food on the night table.

"Thanks girl. I'm gonna go talk to my dad." I said, getting up and walking down the hall. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. The door opened to reveal Dawn standing there in a red silk robe that was closed with a black satin belt.

"Dawn, can I talk to my dad real quick? I won't be long." I said, looking at the ground.

"Yeah, come on," she said, rolling her eyes and opening the door all the way. I walked in and saw my dad sitting in bed watching TV. He looked over and saw me and motioned for me to come over. I sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him.

"Still mad?" I said.

"Not really…after I punched the wall a few times, I calmed down," he smirked, showing me his bruised right hand. "What about you?"

"Same thing really," I said, lifting up my right hand. He looked at me and laughed.

"You know baby girl, the day I took you to meet grandma and grandpa, I talked to my dad and asked him how I was going to be able to take care of you. He told me not to worry, that we would go through our ups and downs, but in the end, it'll be worth it. And you know what; I'm starting to think he's right. You know I was on my way from the bathroom when I heard you talking to Courtney. I know why you didn't tell me now, and I'm sorry for snapping like that at you."

"I'm sorry for not telling you dad; but just so you know, I'd never lie to you, ever. I might lie to a lot of people, but not you."

"Its okay baby girl…I mean, I understand why you didn't tell me. And if I ever see Bryce again, I'm gonna personally kill him. I don't want you to be scared of me Mack. I don't want you to be afraid to tell me anything at all, do you understand me?"

"Yeah…I should have told you about Shane though…"

"Yeah, you should have. But if you need to talk to me at all, I'm here."

"Kay. I'm gonna go talk to James, alright?"

"Okay. I love you little girl."

"I love you too daddy," I smiled. I gave him a hug and then I got up. I was half way to the door when dad called me back over.

"Mack, come here." He said. I walked back over and he stood up and walked over to his bags. He pulled out a box; I recognized it at the package mom'd told me to give to him. He slipped a pair of jeans over his shorts he was wearing and slipped his feet in a pair of tennis shoes.

"Come out side with me." He said. I followed him and we walked out back and sat at the table out by the grill.

"Do you know what's in this box?" he asked me.

"Nope."

"This box has all of your pictures in it. School pictures, pictures from your birthdays, a bunch of just you and your brother, a lot of you and your mom…they're all beautiful. Look at this one," he said, smiling.

I looked at it. It was last year's Halloween. I was dressed as him, and James was right behind me in full hurricane gear. Court was right next to me dressed as RKO, and Paul was behind her with his long hair dyed about thirty million colors, decked out in a wife beater and some sleeves that I'd cut up for him; a real Jeff Hardy. Greg was squatted between us in a Rey Mysterio mask.

"The best Halloween ever…" I said softly.

"James always have his hair like that?" he said.

"Yeah, it's been green since the Hurricane debuted."

'Wow. You know baby girl, there's something else in this box that your mom wanted me to give you…" he said, taking an envelope and letting a silver locket fall out.

"I gave this to your mother the day I found out we were moving. Three weeks before I left. Look inside."

I opened it and looked at the pictures. On one side was my mom at 14. She was so beautiful. On the right side was my dad at around 15."

"Wow dad…you were a hottie when you were my age." I laughed.

"Wow…my kid thinks I'm hot? That's just wrong…"

"NO, NO, not like that, I mean, at my age you were hot. I mean, you looked just like me!"

"Well yeah, you look just like me. The ears mainly," he said, pulling on my right ear. "Mack, look at the back."

I turned the locket over in my hands and read the inscription.

Even though we're not together, we're both always here for you. Mom and Dad

I started to cry. Dad hugged me and I just sobbed for a while.

"You miss her huh?"

"I miss her so much dad."

"I miss her too. The last time I saw her, she looked just like you do right now. She was standing at her door in a hoodie and a pair of jeans with her hair in a pony tail. She was smiling and crying at the same time."

I started to laugh a little.

"See, that's what I mean, how can girls to that?" He laughed. "Baby girl, take this and wear it…for me?"

"I'll never take it off."

"That's my baby girl…now come on, it's 11:30, you should be sleeping." He smiled.

"Alright. Goodnight dad."

"Goodnight Mackie." I went inside and lie down and fell asleep, getting rest for my first live Smackdown since moving with my dad.