I arrived in Chicago around 5. The driver was unloading my bags from the taxi. It was so weird how I was here just last night. Backlash much? I gave the driver a $10 tip and walked to the entrance. There were fans waiting to get in. I walked over and signed some stuff. This is what I missed. 5 months of not being able to see your fans basically killed me. Everyone was asking me where my puppy was. Well, he had gotten to big to fly. So I would have to keep him home from now on. Britt looked after him when I was gone. I waved goodbye and walked into the arena. I had to see my Dad before anyone else. Too bad that didn't happen. Mickie grabbed my arm and directed me the opposite way.

"Sarah! We're sharing a room! You, me and Trish. It'll be so much fun!"

I let out a weak smile. She didn't notice it since she was beaming. Since I got injured, she got top spot for the Women's Title. Which, she proudly had on her shoulder. I sneered and tried to walk the other way. But she pulled me back anyways. We finally got to our room. Mickie grabbed my bags and put them next to hers.

"Trish isn't here yet, so it's just us girls! So, what do you want to do?"

"I have to go see my Dad."

"Oh that's right! Go ahead! I'll be here! Me, the new Women's Champion!"

I let out a laugh and walked out. When I was out of there I rolled my eyes. If I didn't get injured that belt would be mine. I decided to put it behind me and walked to my Dad's room. But Hunter stopped me before I could go any further.

"Sarah. How you doing?"

"Surviving. You?"

"Good. Listen. If you need me to kick anyone's ass…like…oh I don't know…Sam's? Just tell me OK?"

"I will Hunter."

"Good. Because he's an ass anyways."

Hunter messed up my hair and walked away. I put my hair back the way it should be. Now back to my problem! I was a girl on a mission. But I decided to talk to Vince first. I just wanted to know what plans Vince had for me. I knocked on his door. He was talking on his phone for a while. Finally he opened the door.

"Sarah! What might you be doing here?"

"Can I come in?"

"Of course."

I sat in the chair across from him. This was more nerve-wracking then being in my principles office. Why? This man controlled my job! Vince sat right across from me.

"Why I'm here is…"

"Oh I almost forgot to give this to you!"

He handed me an envelope. It had my name printed out. I opened the envelope carefully. There was a piece of paper with a lot of numbers. I turned it over. It was my first pay. I looked up at Vince stunned.

"Mr. McMahon…I don't know how to thank you!"

"We figured you deserve an individual pay then sharing with your Dad."

"This is amazing! Thank you so much!"

"So, you were saying?"

"What? Oh yeah! I just wanted to know what the plans are for me in the future."

"Hmmm…let me see…"

Vince walked back to a file cabinet he had. In those cabinets were the records of every WWE superstar of today. Plus future plans if all goes well. Vince scrolled through a few before he founds mine. He pulled out a couple of pieces and sat back down. He flipped page after page until he found what he wanted.

"Here we go! Well you're just coming back from an injury so we'll pair you with Trish or Mickie for a while and build up a feud with Victoria. Once that's all said and done you'll be 16 and the number 1 contender for the Women's championship. So by New Year next year you'll have a feud with whoever is Women's Champion at the time. Then come Wrestlemania next year you'll be…"

Vince didn't need to finish that. By Wrestlemania next year I'll be Women's Champion! I couldn't believe what I was hearing. First my own pay, now I'll be the top woman in the WWE! I looked at him in disbelief.

"I knew you would like the plans. Now you might want to go tell your Dad."

Vince extended his hand. I just gave him a big hug instead. I was so happy! I ran out of his office. But I didn't go see my Dad. I went to go find Shawn. I was in the room before Shawn was. I wrote the quick letter and shit and sat there to wait for him. He came in about half an hour later. I jumped up from the floor.

"Woah energizer bunny why are you so happy?"

"I got my first pay!!"

"No kidding! How much?"

"Oh. I didn't look at that."

"Well look at it!"

He took my piece of paper away from me. His hands fell from his face slowly. I looked at him. I tried to read his face. Shock? Sadness? Hell I couldn't tell!

"What is it?"

"This is a lot of money for someone your age…"

"Tell me!"

"20 million."

20 million. It was a lot for my age. I was 15 and yet I was getting 20 million! I screamed and jumped up and down.

"Do you know what this means? I'm rich!"

"Yeah! You already were!"

"And guess what else!"

"What!"

"I'm gonna be Women's Champion by next Wrestlemania!"

"No way!"

"Yes way!"

Shawn started to jump up and down with me. Then in the end we collapsed to the floor in exhaustion. Then we started to laugh. We were laughing so hard we started to cry. Finally we calmed down.

"I saw my dad today."

"Ouch! What happened?"

"They called my old house I was at. They requested I go back."

"No."

"Yes. So now it's up to my Dad supposedly."

"It's not up to your Dad."

"Huh?"

"Your Dad could say 'yes take her' and there would be no trouble. But if he says no, he could go to court and have a custody battle over you."

"I thought my Dad chose!"

"Nope. The system chooses. If they see that the old parents can come in contact and want their child back they can give the child up. But not without the current parent's consent. But the current parent can say no. In that case, you will go to court and they will decide who gets custody."

That was a lot to take in. A battle over me? What about what I think? Right now, I wanted to stay with John. My Dad. The guy that took me in. I shook my head at the thought of going back with my old family. I couldn't go back. It would be so different. It was my choice to leave. It should be my choice whether I stay or not. I said goodbye to Shawn and walked to my Dad's room. I walked in to my Dad looking over a letter. He was hunched over, like the time he learned he would switch to RAW. I sat next to him.

"What is that?"

"A letter from the system. Your parent's want you back."

"I know. I saw my dad at my school."

We sat there in silence. I looked over at my Dad. He kept reading the letter over and over again.

"I got my first pay."

"I know. Vince told me. And he told me about your future plans."

"Oh."

We sat there again. Then my Dad set the letter on the other side of him. He knew I didn't want to see the letter at all.

"You wouldn't give me up…would you?"

My Dad looked at me like I was crazy. Guess that was a no then.

"Of course not. Sarah, I love you. You're my daughter now. And I will do anything I can to keep you with me. I'd quit my job to keep you. I would do anything to keep you darling. Why would you even think that? Do you want to go back?"

Now it was my turn to look at him like he was crazy. And he was to even say that!

"God no! Dad, I love it here. I love that I'm with you a whole lot more then I was with my other dad. I will do anything to stay here with you Dad. Just…"

Oh god, here come the water works! I started to get tears in my eyes. My Dad wiped the first few away for me. But they just kept coming.

"Just please Dad…don't let them take me away."

I started to cry. My Dad took me into his arms. I put my arms around his neck. My Dad tried to calm me down. All I could do was cry.

"I won't. I promise I won't. I'll always come after you."

We sat that way for a while. I couldn't imagine leaving where I was at now. Anyways, RAW that night went well. I won my tag match with Trish against Mickie and Victoria. My Dad won his match, even though he was booed heavily. We made our way to the back. My taxi was there to bring me home. This time my Dad was coming with.

About 2 years ago, I couldn't imagine leaving my family. I always thought we would be together. When I chose to left, I always thought I would be close to my family, even though I was in a foster home. But they didn't contact me. I cried myself to sleep so many times those months. I remember thinking if they didn't love me. Now I can't even think of leaving my Dad. My other family thinks they can just show up and claim me as theirs? It was their fault they didn't contact me. I at least tried. I calmed down knowing I would stay with my Dad. Too bad that didn't last. But that will be later. I'm gonna skip a few months to my 16th birthday. It was full of laughs…but tears outshone them all.