Disclaimer: I do not own the characters affiliated with WWE, I do own Nicole Michael's however. This story is completely AU! This is my first fic so be gentle, reviews are welcomed!

Nicole sat at the dinner table playing with her food. She couldn't bring herself to eat, or look at her father. She kept thinking of Dave and his family that had been depending on his income.

"Nicole you must eat, you haven't eaten all day," Adam cooed next to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.

"I'm not hungry," she said pushing her plate away.

"Sweetie, you must eat," her grandmother said, "otherwise you'll become all skin and bone."

Adam put her plate back in front of her.

"I need some air," Nicole said suddenly getting out of her chair and left the room. She went out the front door and sat down on the steps of the mansion. She leant against the banister, breathing in the cool air.

Maybe coming back was a bad idea. Who were you kidding? You can't be the kid of a mob boss; you don't even know what he's called. If I hadn't come back I would never have met Jeff. What did he mean he'd fix things? I don't understand how can he fix things?

"Talk to me," her father said breaking her thoughts as he sat next to her.

"If I betrayed you would you kill me like that?"

"Of course not," he said pulling her into a hug, "why? What have you done?"

"I have this new boyfriend," she said choosing her words carefully, "but he's not exactly what grandma would see as a suitable boyfriend."

"Honey, I wouldn't kill you. Dave Batista sold us out," he kissed her forehead. "Kevin Nash is my enemy and would not hesitate to hurt the people I love."

"Did you have to kill him?"

"There was no other way," he said. "Do you love this young man?"

"More than anything," she sighed.

"Then tomorrow you will have him over for lunch."

She looked up at her father and nodded. What have I done?

Jeff entered the mansion, his breath caught in his throat. "You live here?"

Nicole laughed squeezing his hand. "The house doesn't make the family, but yes I live here." She led him through to the pool where lunch was being served.

"What if he doesn't like me?"

"We'll cross that bridge if we get to it," she said wrapping her arm around him and stopping him in the kitchen. She turned to face him and put her hand on his cheek. "I love you and Maria adores you, they'll come around, they have to." She kissed his lips before leading him out the dining setting where her father and grandmother sat in deep conversation. Randy and Maria were holding hands and talking quietly, while Adam and John sat at opposite sides of the table.

As the two approached the table the conversations grew quiet and all eyes fell on the two.

Nicole was sure she could see her grandmother's eyes turn red with fury.

"Hi, everyone," Nicole said holding onto Jeff's hand tightly as they went over to her father. "Daddy this is Jeff. Jeff this is my father Shawn."

"Nice to meet you Mr Michaels," Jeff said shaking Shawn's hand who had stood up. "Mrs Michael's," he said offering his hand to her grandmother who reluctantly took it.

"Charmed," she said.

Nicole and Jeff took a seat next to John, and Nicole introduced everyone else to Jeff.

What the hell does she think she's playing at? Adam thought to himself, feeling his knuckles crack under the pressure of his hands. Two can play at this game. Let her wait.

"So Jeff, Nicole says you own a CD store," Shawn said as the maids started serving lunch.

"Yes sir, with my brother Matt. We inherited the store from our uncle."

Nicole and Jeff walked back to his home after lunch hand in hand, Jeff carrying her overnight bag.

"I cannot believe your dad is letting you stay at mine," Jeff grinned leaning into her.

"I know, today went so well."

He kissed her temple as they read the front porch and went inside to find Matt, Helms and Shannon sitting at the kitchen table playing cards.

"I take it everything went well," Matt said not looking up from his cards.

"It went amazingly," Jeff said putting his hand on Nicole's leg.

"Well, I guess I owe you an apology," Matt said turning to Nicole. "You obviously love each other and have a great thing. Congratulations."

"It's ok," Nicole said and they hugged. "I don't blame you for doubting me."

Shawn leaned back in his leather chair thoughtfully. "And you say he came up here about three months ago?"

Adam nodded, hiding the grin that was threatening to show.

"What do you think Paul?" Shawn asked turning to face the tall, blonde haired man who stood by his desk.

"McMahon's are notoriously violent," Paul said, "they get away with it down there because the cops are on their side; they're sneaky too. It wouldn't surprise me if those two were spying for him."

"They say you should keep your friends close and your enemies closer," Shawn said, "and I want to keep these Hardy Boyz close. If that kid so much as makes her cry once I will kill him myself. Adam, keep an eye on her."

"Of course sir. I would hate to see Nicole get hurt," Adam said.

"And thankyou for coming forward for this information." There was a knock at the door. "Come in," Shawn called out.

Nicole opened the door and walked into the study. "Uncle Paul!" she cried running to the blonde man and pulled him into a hug. "What's the finest Newport Detective doing in our home?"

"I thought I'd come see my favourite god daughter," he said stroking her hair. "I hear you have a new man in your life, your dad's been raving about him."

"Oh daddy, that's so sweet," she said beaming. "You should come by the shop and meet him."

"I might just do that," he said wrapping his arm around her shoulders and winked at Shawn.