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Chapter Sixteen

"Paul, what's going on? Why are you asking about Stephanie and Kurt?" Torrie asked finally in order to break the silence that was becoming more and more awkward as the moments past.

Levesque shrugged nonchalantly and slightly shook his head. Without words, he was already trying to smooth over the situation. It was buying him sometime to firm up the details of the story he was going to lay on her.

"The truth is that I had just made plans with Stephanie to see my daughter today. Since it is my ex-wife's anniversary, my daughter is already at her grandparents house. I had made these plans after I asked you out yesterday. I didn't want to break my plans with you but I also didn't want to miss this opportunity to see my child. I would have wanted to take you with me to visit Aurora, but I was afraid you would feel uncomfortable. Like I was taking things too fast, maybe. I wanted to take you out to dinner here in Connecticut so that after, I could go visit my baby girl." Paul explained giving Torrie a look that beckoned her sympathy.

"Aw, I would have loved to spend time with you and your daughter." Torrie gushed, loving the idea of not only spending time with Paul, but getting to know his little girl. After she spoke there was a slight pause before she continued her inquiry.

"So explain to me why the waiter came to our table to tell you that the Angles aren't here, as if you were asking about them."

Paul acted like her questions didn't even phase him. He took a nice slow sip of his wine before setting it down on the table. Levesque ran his tongue over his bottom lip, tasting the residue of wine that had been left there from his hearty drink. There was no way he was going to give her any hint of uneasiness. He had fooled people who were smarter than her before.

"I did ask about them. Stephanie wasn't answering her cell phone. I called her while you were in the rest room because I wanted to let her know I was going to be late to visit Aurora. I know they frequent this restaurant, so I asked if one of the managers had any other contact numbers for them, like Angle's cell number. That's all." Paul said calmly to give the impression of it all not being a big deal.

"Why didn't you just call Stephanie's parents since Aurora is with them?" Torrie quickly replied not missing a beat in pointing out the inconstancy to his story. It didn't make sense for him to call his ex-wife when his daughter was with her grandparents for the day.

"It's no big secret that Vince hates my guts now. He started treating me like shit when things started going bad in my marriage to his daughter. If I called him and Linda and told them I would be late to visit, this would give them another excuse to hate me and bad mouth me to my little daughter. I would rather just deal with Stephanie. If that makes sense."

Torrie's look of suspicion quickly faded and was replaced by a much more sympathetic gaze. She felt bad that she had forced him to talk about his problems with his former in-laws. This was great first date conversation. Paul would probably never want to ask her out again.

"Yeah it makes sense…Sorry, I didn't mean to pry into the whole custody arrangement you and Stephanie have worked out for your daughter. That's really sad that the McMahons can't get over the past and be nice to you for the sake of their grand daughter."

Paul could sense Torrie's sympathy for him. It would be the perfect thing to play off of in order to get him out of his current predicament. He lowered his head and gave his best grief stricken look that he thought she would take notice to. Levesque let out a long sigh, allowing the emotion to wash over him and with that came a few small streams of tears from his hazel eyes.

"Aw, Paul, are you okay? Is it something I said?" Torrie asked caringly placing her hand on his broad shoulder is she leaned forward, giving him attention. She felt so bad for him. He must really love his daughter to get physically emotional about her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get all emotional like this…It's just, my little girl doesn't want to be with me and I miss her so much. Stephanie and her family make it so hard for me to see her. They would like it if I just wasn't in her life at all. I just want my baby back…" Paul muttered through some more tears that he didn't bother to wipe away. He let them stream down his face until it was Torrie who brought her hand to his face to do so.

"That's terrible. I know you mentioned before that things weren't always civil between you and Stephanie's family but I had no idea it was this bad. Paul, we should go see your daughter right now. It's not too late in the evening. You have a right to see her, they can't stop you." She explained.

"I don't know, I really don't want to drag you into all of this mess that is my life. If I go there tonight, I'll have to face Vince…"

Levesque really didn't want to get into an altercation with his former father-in-law. Triple H had recently began to garner some wins on SmackDown. If Paul went against Vince directly, he was sure he would be right back to his weekly jobbing. At that position in the company, there was no way of him being at the top.

"You need to face him…For Aurora. She's your little girl and she needs to be with you. I'll be right there with you, okay?" Torrie assured him as she began to caress his hand with hers as it sat on the table.

"No, we don't need a bell boy or anything. We can find our room just fine." Kurt told the woman at the front desk of the Plaza after they were checked in. He gave Steph a smile before taking her by the hand after taking the room keycard into his possession.

They had no luggage to have taken to their room. And they were in a hurry to get to their suite. An empty elevator was awaiting for them. Stephanie smiled as Kurt put his arms around her and slowly backed her up into the left elevator wall. He brought his left hand to the control panel of the elevator and pressed the number four.

"I can't believe you had a horse drawn carriage waiting to take us to the Plaza after dinner. You're really going all out tonight." Stephanie whispered between soft tender kisses that she gave her husband's lips.

"You haven't experienced anything yet, babe. Just you wait until we get in our room…" Angle replied giving his wife a smirk which she returned. He then went in for a deep kiss that caused Steph to sigh.

Stephanie loved the idea of having a romantic evening alone with her husband. While they had a loving first year of marriage, it was rare that they were able to make love without the possibility of being interrupted by a crying baby, a cell phone, or a toddler who had woken up in the middle of the night and was afraid of the dark. Her parents had the children and she knew they were being taken care of.

"Wait, I have to open the door." Steph giggled after Kurt made her turn around to face him, pressing her up against the door to their suite.

Ever since they had exited the elevator on their floor, he hadn't been able to keep his hands off of her. She had taken the keycard from his hand because it would the only way she would get into the room, Angle seemed happy to make love in the hallway. She struggled with the keycard, trying to fit it into the slot in the door while her husband continued to kiss her passionately without any sign of letting up.

"No, no, Kurt, wait, wait! Hey, wait! Not in the hallway! Help me open the door!" Steph laughed aloud feeling her husband's kisses move to the nape of her neck. His right hand was sneaking up her dress.

Stephanie had to pull her dress back down for he was exposing her in the hallway. While there was no one there to see what was going on, she was sure the security cameras were recording them. In one quick motion, Angle pushed the door handle causing the door to open abruptly. Steph began to laugh as the both stumbled into the room before allowing the hotel door to slam closed behind them.

"Don't they look so precious?" Linda asked her husband in a whisper the moment he walked into the living room.

After Vince returned with his grandchildren from the creamery, he went right back to working in his home office. It wasn't until now, later in the evening, that he was taking a break from his work. As he sat down next to Linda, he saw what it was that she was looking at.

She had been watching her grandchildren who were both sleeping in the playpen that she had set up in the middle of the carpet floor. Aurora was lying right next to her little half brother Aurora Rose slept on her side facing the baby. Her little arm was even draped across the baby's tummy like she was hugging him close even in her sleep. This didn't bother Andrew in the least, as he slept on his back soundly.

"Why is she in the playpen with him? Did you put her in there?" Vince asked Linda with a smile. He was a bit surprised to see his three year old grand daughter in the baby playpen that was suppose to be just for the baby.

"She told me that she needed to climb in to keep her baby brother company because he was all by himself. It's so cute how she protects and loves him. I hope they remain close as they get older." Linda whispered back.

"She climbed in herself? I would be afraid of her tipping the playpen over, it's not that heavy." McMahon pointed out.

"I picked her up and put her in. You should have seen how happy Andy was to have his big sister in there with him. Everything Aurora would do, he'd start laughing." Linda explained. She loved reporting to her husband the adorable little anecdotes about their grandchildren.

The sound of doorbell echoed throughout the spacious mansion causing both Vince and Linda to get to their feet immediately. The noise they featured would wake the children, so answering the door as quickly as possible was important.

"Who the hell could this be?" Vince asked somewhat irritated by the late night visitor. His stride quickened so that he reached the front door before his wife. McMahon wanted to be the one to find out who was behind it.

There was Paul standing on the other side of the door. He was standing there ready to look his former father-in-law directly into the eyes. Vince gave him a cold stare before he took a brief second to glance over at Torrie Wilson who had accompanied Levesque.

"You've got a lot of nerve showing up at this hour. Weren't you suppose to be hear to visit your daughter earlier today?" Vince finally asked breaking the awkward silence. He made no effort to be hospitable by inviting either of them in from the heavy rain that was falling outside.

Levesque lowered his head looking a bit timid to make the bold move of requesting his daughter. It wasn't until Torrie gave him a gentle nudge, that he lifted his head. He looked over at her and she nodded, signaling to him that he needed to say what had to be said.

"Well I'm here now. I want to take my daughter home with me." Paul finally said turning his attention back to McMahon.

"Stephanie wanted Linda and I to take care of both her children over night while she celebrates her one year anniversary to her husband. She didn't say anything about you showing up late at night to take her daughter." McMahon replied holding up his hand to his wife who was trying to reply to Paul. He knew Linda was going to try and invite him in and treat him like he was still associated with her family. Vince wasn't going to have it.

"Aurora isn't just Stephanie's child, Vince. She's my daughter. No amount of telling yourself that Steph is saddled with Angle is going to change the fact that I am still Aurora's father, not Kurt Angle, me. Now you can either pack my daughter's things up and bring them and her to me now, or I can enter this house by force and take her. Either way, I'm leaving here with my child." Paul answered back getting right in Vince's face.

Levesque was sick and tired of being walked on and disrespected by his former father-in-law and boss. Ever since the miscarriage of his and Stephanie's second child and the Michelle North affair became known to the family, he had been punished over and over again by Vince McMahon. When was it going to end? Paul was done pay for it all. He was done allowing McMahon to decide if and when he was going to see his baby girl. Torrie Wilson's presence also provided more motivation for him to stand his ground. How would it look to the beautiful blonde if he allowed a sixty-three year old man control him and tell him what to do?

McMahon's eyes widened. His face began to turn a nice shade of red as he shook with anger. And right before he erupted, Linda backed him away from the door calmly with a single hand. She could see that things were getting ready to escalate and needed to be defused. Once she stood in her husband's place in the doorway, she gave Paul a polite smile.

"Aurora's asleep. I'll pack her little travel bag her mother sent her with and I'll bring her out to you."

Paul returned a kind smile to his former mother-in-law as a silent way of saying thank you. Unlike Vince, Linda was somewhat happy that he had shown up wanting to take his child overnight. This was the first time he had put himself out there and stood up to Vince for the sake of spending time with his little daughter.