Title: the year after

Disclaimer: I own nothing; you all should know that by now. The lyrics only belong to Bossy featuring two $hort. The only things I own are this story, Rose, and my thoughts! So there! Can't sue e know, can you? there are also some lyrics by Cascad too. So try to sue me now.

Spoilers: Trish is returning for a few weeks, only to be at someone's first week of being a WWE superstar. A/N Christian Cage is in WWE and not at TNA in this story.

Pairings: Rose Stratus/Christian Cage Trish/Ron Ashley/ Miz Maria/Carlito

Summery: It's been a year after her wedding and retirement. When 17-year-old Rose Stratus wants to pursue in her mothers footsteps at young age, they have no problem. Trish and her stepfather, Ron, actually encourage her to go. Going in under the name of Rose Murrow, she hopes no one notices her, until her mom comes to watch. What will happen then?

Chapter one: the legacy begins again

Seventeen-year-old Rose Stratus was pacing the bottom floor of her home in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, wondering when was the right time to go up to her mother's work room, and tell her that she thought the time was right to pursue her interests, and become a WWE superstar at the very young age at seventeen. There was no such rule to be be at a certain age, was their? I mean, look at my mother, the beautiful mother, the dominant mother of her age, Trish, or Patricia as it says on her birth certificate. "Will, here goes nothing, hope it won't cut her down to the heart though. It probably won't be as bad if I told Ron though" She smiled as she thought of her overly protective stepfather. He was there for her when no one else was other than her mother. Smiling and going up to her mother's office, she thought of her mothers wedding the year before:

Flashback: Trish's and Ron's wedding: September 30, 2006:

Walking down in a white floral gown, Trish Stratus looked truly beautiful as she walked down the aisle escorted by her father, this was the first time she was getting married, and it took time after the years she had had that incident and had her daughter Rose. But not once, no, not once did she regret having her daughter. Looking over to her right, she saw her nearly grown daughter standing right next to her. Noticing her mother smiling at her, she returned the smile. Respecting that it was her mother's wedding day, she took the black out of the picture, well; she still had a little on. She had on a long midnight-purple velvet dress on, which was outlined with black, and she had on a pair of white knee high boots. Looking all around, she say that a lot of WWE's finest were there, and they were all bascilly divas. What a big surprise. She noticed that several of the men had looked on. Some, like the likes of John Cena, that idiot Randy Orton (A/N I only call Randy Orton an idiot cause I hate him. Please don't kill me! Holds hands over head protectively) And there she say one of her mothers best friends, Stacy Keibler, cradling a one year old, by the name of Amethyst Trish Morgan. Standing next to her, was Trish's first choice that she had heard of, Andrew Morgan, or better known as Test. Looking on, he smiled with a broad smile as her looked on at Trish and Rose, a wide, broad smile. And their stood in their mist, stood Jason Reso, better know as Christian Cage. He stood and as he looked on at the beautiful Rose, wearing that Matron-of-honors dress (A/N, im taking out the fact that the Matron of Honor has to be married) that showed every curve of her body. Locking eyes with each other, they smiled as Christian blew a kiss at her. "God, he is so god dang hot!" she thought. Was it the fact that they were both Canadians, or something else? She didn't have enough time to ponder this however as they reached the alter. Trish and Ron each exchanged vows and as Ron slipped the ring on Trish's finger, Rose smiled. Then they kissed each other passionately, there were cheers erupting from the crowd. Walking down the aisle, hand in hand, Trish and her grandfather followed, each smiling for the proud mother and daughter. Catching Christian's eye again, she couldn't help it, as she leaned over and planted on on Christians cheek. Smiling, she whispered into his ear, "Dance with me at the reception." He nodded, a broad grin on his face. She left as her mother called with a worried note in her voice.

A few hours later……

"The bride and the groom may have their first dance!" Rose's voice boomed into the mic. Trish looked back at her daughter, who gave her the thumbs up. Lillian Garcia, a close friend to Trish, sang along with Mariah Carey's don't forget about us.

After that, it was time for the family and their partners to dance , Rose looked over the crowd for Christian, and as she was about to go back home after not finding those cute dimples, she felt his warm breath against her neck. She grabbed his hand and they danced yet an other semi-slow dance, Everytime we touch by Cascada. They danced just as well as the newly woods. Resting her head against his chest, she clung on around his neck, while they danced, arms wrapped around her waist, holding her tight, his head on her shoulder, he looked into he eyes when they got to "And Everytime we kiss, I swear I can fly." Looking deep into his eyes, Rose replied, "Want to make that come true?" Catching her mother's eye, and giving her a puzzled look, Trish just sighed and smiled with a wink, she also said this, "Rose, your old enough to go out. I won't hold you back like I did last year." Laughing at the memory, Trish turned her attention back to her partner. "Looking deep into those green eyes those different from Trish's brown, answered, "I will if you will." They were both leaning closer to each other as their lips met. It was very passionate for both, tongues meeting dancing, challenging for superiority. They finally broke apart, each with a grin on their faces. "Wow. Rose, for one so young, I didn't expect a kiss from you so strong. Even though I myself am a proud 21 years of age." He said with a smirk on his face. "Well, I'm my mother's daughter, aren't I?" she said with a sly grin on her face before their lips met again; with a very happy Trish and Ron looking on, both happy that their daughter had finally meet someone for her, and they shared their own kiss as the song came to a close, and it echoed all over the dance floor. "cause Everytime we touch, I get this feeling, and every time we kiss, I swear can fly, Can't you feel my heart be fast, I want this to last, I need you by my side."

End of flashback

She went up to Trish's office, hoping that she wasn't disturbing her mother from answering her fan mail. She was coming back to Raw for another match, and that's why she thought that she could see if she could persuade her mom and Ron to start a career in WWE and to carry on the Stratus legacy, hoping that one day she could be as dominate as her mother once was almost two years ago. She also wanted to go to be with Christian again. She then walked into her mother's office as her mom looked up with a smirk on her face. "Hey, Mom, can I borrow a bit of your time?" she asked slowly.

"oh no, please don't ask me to drive me to Christians again! I don't think I could survive watching you two make out in front of me again! She said with a laugh on her face, the she busted out with a fit of laughter. "MOM!" Rose screeched, but she too couldn't help if as she laughed slightly. Then, composing posture, she then told her mother what she was there for.

"Mom, it's about me and my career."

Suddenly, looking concerned, she took of her glasses she occasionally wore, said

"Sure Rose, just close the door."

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