"We get one day off before the PPV, and he wants us to spend it in this tiny little hotel room," Candice asked, frustrated as she fell backwards onto the bed.

"If you hadn't opened your big mouth we wouldn't be stuck her," Mickie replied, obviously upset by the way things were working out.

Trying to work as mediator, Melina cut in, "You guys, at least my and Matt's room is adjoining to yours, so it's not as small a space."

"Oh, that's a definite bonus," Jeff added, "But that still doesn't change the fact that all my clothes are back in my room. You know, the one Matt won't let me go to."

"There are more of us then him," Mickie pointed out, "Why don't we just leave?"

"Because we might hate the idea, but we all agree that Matt's right. It would be completely suck if the writers found out. All of our plotlines would be messed up," Candy said from her seat by the window, "we can't risk it."

Melina headed back into the other room, where Matt was laying on the bed watching TV, when she was sure the dissention had been squashed.

"I'm hungry," Candice whined from the bed.

"Then go order room service…from Matt's room," Jeff supplied

"Wait, why Matt's…ohh I get it! Then he gets billed," Candice headed through the adjoining door into the other room.

"Wow, someone's special."

"She does realize that you only ate like half the food we brought up right?"

"I think I'm going to take a shower," Mickie said, getting up from her seat on the floor, "and I'm not gonna get out until all the hot water in the entire hotel is gone."

"What are you doing," Candy asked Jeff.

"Calling Shane and having him bring me my clothes."

"Isn't he gonna wanna know why we're all hold up in the room?"

"Yep."

"What are you going to tell him?"

"The truth."

"He's gonna get stuck here too."

"Right."

"You like pissing off Matt."

"I'm the younger brother, that's my job."

"This is gonna be fun."

Candy heard Shane's muffled voice as he picked up.

"Dude, I'm up in Candy's room."

"Yea, she has an adjoining with Matt and Melina. You should come down the hall and hang out. Room 309"

"Sweet and could you bring my bag."

"I'll tell you when you get here."

"K, see ya."

"You're such a bad friend," Candy laughed from the window.

"Why would you say that?"

"Cuz you're getting him stuck in a hotel room."

"Or I'm a good friend cuz I'm getting him stuck in a hotel room."

"Whatever you say."

Jeff got up and opened the door when Shane knocked. As Shane entered the room, he passed Jeff his bag. Jeff then proceeded to dig through it. After pulling out a pair of clean boxers, pants, and a shirt he slipped into the other bathroom and changed.

"So, what's up," Shane asked, taking a seat in front of the TV.

"Nothing much, just enjoying being held hostage."

"What," Shane jumped up, looking for a hidden gunman.

"Relax, just by Matt. He's not letting anyone out."

"Why?"

"Oh, he finally went crazy. I hear it's bound to happen in this business. Matt hits his head a lot."

"Ahh…"

"I'm joking. Jeff will explain when he gets out," Candy said, nodding her head towards the bathroom where Jeff was changing.

When Jeff exited the bathroom, he took in Shane's confused face and smiled.

"I get to tell him?"

Candy snorted, "I wasn't about to do it."

"Dude, what's going on?"

"Long version or short version?"

"Either, just tell me, you're freaking me out."

"Basically, there is a large chance that either Matt or I is Candy's father from a drunken one night stand her mom had."

"Whoa…"

"And now that you know, you can't leave until it's time to get the results."

"What?!"

"Matt's rules not mine, sorry, wanna play Halo?"

---

Tick. Tick. Tick.

Matt, Jeff, and Candy anxiously waited for the doctor in a private room they'd been escorted to. After much debate, and Candice's semi-legitimate point that Matt had made her lose her entire day off and it would be unfair to not let her be there for the results, all seven of them had made the trip. The others were sitting in the waiting room out front, due to the fact that the doctor would only read the results to those directly involved. Jeff paced back and forth, while Candy and Matt sat in chairs. The door opened and the doctor entered. Jeff took a seat on the other side of Candy. Candy reached over and held each of the brothers' hands.

"You are Matt, Candrima, and Jeff, I assume," the doctor asked looking over the edge of his glasses.

Candy nodded her head, though you couldn't tell because she was already visibly shaking.

"This is a rather odd case…"

"Please Doctor," Matt asked.

"Well, neither of you men are Candrima's father."

Jeff let out a sigh, "Thank you."

"However, your DNA is similar enough that I can be fairly certain in my conclusion that you are siblings."

"Well, yea Jeff and I are," Matt said, rolling his eyes.

"No, I mean with Candrima. Yes, of course, you and Jeff share the same parents, but you also share one parent with Candrima."

"I don't understand," Candy said, "are you saying that my dad is their dad."

"Like I said at the beginning, this is a rather odd case. In fact I've never seen anything like it before."

"Holy crap."

"If you like, you two can bring in your father and have his DNA tested against Candrima's, but I don't think that would change my conclusion."

"It's alright, thank you doctor," Matt said, remaining calm.

"Your welcome, I'll just give you some time alone to let it soak in," the doctor said, exiting the room.

"Holy crap."

"Wow, this means you guys…well, you're my half-brothers."

"Holy crap."

"So what do we do from here," Candy asked looking back and forth between Matt and Jeff.

"Holy crap."

"Jeff if you say Holy crap one more time I swear to God I'm gonna knock your teeth out," Matt said, shooting Jeff a glare.

"Holy shit."

"Jeff!"

"What? I said shit not crap," Jeff said as he looked up smiling, "Think about it you guys, this is better then the alternative. We get a little sister, Matt."

"And I get two big brothers."

"Right, so we're gonna have to talk to the writers," Matt pointed out.

"What do you mean?"

"Candy they have us scripted to make-out next Monday on RAW."

"So what are we supposed to tell them," Candy asked.

"Not only that, what are we gonna tell our friends?"

"That's what you're worried about Jeff? My big question is, what the hell are we supposed to tell Dad?"