A/N: Yay John is still the champ… Not that I had any doubts but still. I decided to write this chapter right after Raw. I know I spoil you guys way too much but it's all good.
"Well what do you want?" Brett Hart asked.
"You have no idea who I am do you?" Ashley countered.
"No" he replied.
"Long story short I'm Chris and Lily Benoit's only daughter" she said.
"But that is impossible she died" he said.
Brett had to admit this young woman did look the part. She was the spitting image of her mother but she was definitely Chris's daughter she had his eyes.
"Everybody thought I was dead but I wasn't … I mean I'm not" she said. "yeah that is right I never was any good at tenses"
"Who's he?" Brett asked.
"My husband John Cena" Ashley replied.
"So you are the guy that Eric keeps talking about" Brett said.
John got a goofy grin on his face.
"Frosty Tops complains about me I am so flattered" John joked.
"Where are my manners please come in" Bret said stepping aside to let both Ashley and John into his home.
"So how can I help you?" Brett asked.
"I want to know about my mother" she replied.
"So why did you come all the way out here?" Brett asked "why not ask Chris?"
"He doesn't like to talk about her" Ashley replied.
"Can't say I blame the poor guy" Brett said "when he lost you and Lily it almost destroyed him"
"Did Chris love my mother?" she asked.
"Yes he did, Chris loved Lily with everything he had" Brett answered. "and he loved her even more for giving him you"
"Really?" Ashley asked.
"You had that man wrapped around your fingers before you were even born" Brett said with a laugh.
"I remember the day you were born" he said.
"You we're there?" Ashley asked.
"What kind of God father would I be if I wasn't" Brett countered.
"Yeah, Chris couldn't decide between me and Owen so he made us both your God fathers" Brett said.
Ashley could feel the tears coming at the mention of the late Owen Hart.
"It seems so long ago but I can still remember it" Ashley said.
It seemed to John that Ashley was talking to herself about something that he couldn't understand but Brett caught on right away.
"It was a horrible accident" he said.
"I was watching that pay per view" she said "my brother and I ordered it after my dad said no but we ended up watching it anyways, I will always remember that day as long as I live"
Brett could see the emotion in her eyes but how could she feel so much pain she probably didn't even remember his brother.
"The next night I felt like a part of me had lost him as well but I could never place it" she said.
As soon as she got the last word out she was hit with a memory. Well sort of she could hear a voice in her head.
"Uncle Owen horsie ride"
"Horsie ride?" she asked aloud.
Brett looked shocked.
"You used to love when Owen gave you horsie rides" he said. "but how could you possibly remember that".
"I don't know" she said.
"Wait right here I'll be right back" he said.
John put his arm around Ashley's shoulder and leaned to whisper into her ear.
"Are you ok?" he asked.
"Yeah I'm fine" she said wiping her eyes with her hands.
Brett returned a few moments later with a photo album. He handed it to Ashley who immediately started to flip through it.
"Is that her?" Ashley asked.
"Yeah that is your mother" Brett replied.
"Wow Ash people weren't kidding when they said you look just like you mom were they" John said.
"This is the first picture I have ever seen of her" Ashley said.
Ashley kept flipping through the pictures there were pictures of when she was a baby and her parent's wedding pictures… everything.
"Brett how did you end up with this album?" she asked.
"Chris asked me to throw them away but I figured one day he would want to look at these pictures again so I saved them" he answered.
"I remember how tiny you were" Brett said. "You could fit in one of Chris's hands"
"3 pounds 12 ounces" Ashley said
"Yeah that sounds about right" Brett said.
Then a picture caught Ashley's attention it was her as a toddler with Owen. Ashley smiled and ran her fingers across it as if doing that could replace the memory.
"He spoiled you rotten" Brett said. "Chris used to hate bringing you over here because he'd spoil you so bad and then you would got home and throw fits because you couldn't get your way"
"Yeah that sounds like her" John said. The comment ended up getting him a slap upside the head. John sat there rubbing the side of his head.
"So is this you first child?" Brett asked.
"No we have 4 others at home" Ashley said.
Brett thought it was a joke and he laughed a little.
"Good Lord you are serious aren't you?" he asked.
"Yeah but 2 of our children are adopted" Ashley said.
"Wow 5 kids" Brett said.
"We're going for a hockey team" John quipped.
"Sure sounds like it" Brett said.
"Yeah but they are great kids"Ashley said.
"Yeah they are" John agreed.
"I'd like to meet them sometime" Brett said.
"Don't worry you will" Ashley said "because after all you are like my new favorite uncle"
"I thought Jay was your favorite uncle" John said.
"Yeah on my mom's side duh" she said "Brett is my all time favorite uncle"
"I feel special" Brett said.
They talked for almost the whole day but then John and Ashley were getting tired and they needed to get on the road. They left Brett's house promising to return again. Ashley felt a sense of peace wash over her. She sat in the car with the photo album on her lap and it felt like one more piece of the puzzle that she liked to call her past was filled in. She also knew that there was one person who could help her understand so much more she just had to convince her father to talk.