Title: Daddy Dearest 3/?

"Are you ready?"

She looked out at Shawn from behind her sunglasses. "Do I look like I'm ready?" she snapped. "Who the hell wakes up at this god forsaken time after not going to sleep until 3 am. How am I supposed to survive off of 3 hours."

Shawn rolled his eyes. "You get used to it, we have a plane to catch."

With a sigh, she stood up and followed after him.

The two had stayed up late discussing the new terms of her job and easily avoiding any talk of who he really was and who she really was. But Catelyn was probably now the highest paid assistant ever. She didn't feel bad though, he had 21 years to make up for.

Her job as his assistant was quite simple. She was to keep track of his schedule and appearances and get him anything he needed.

"Hi, I'm Catelyn Freeborn, the daughter of Shawn Michaels except it's a secret so I'm going to be stuck as a slave." She mumbled following after him.

"What did you say?" he asked, glancing behind him.

She pasted a smile on her face. "Nothing. Lead the way- what do I call you? I'm guessing Dad is out. I'm not sitting here and calling you Mr. Michaels like some meek little assistant, Shawn it is."

"Do I have a say in this?" He asked looking slightly annoyed.

"Sure. Dad or Shawn."

He rolled his eyes. "Fine, Shawn it is."

"So how big are you with this whole wrestling thing?"

He ran a hand over his face. "Remind me to catch you up on what WWE is. I've been around it since, well since before your mom."

"How did you guys meet?"

"In a bar. I didn't think she knew who I was either."

"What happened?" she was curious and wanted to know.

He opened his mouth to tell her but was interrupted.

"Hey, Elevator girl."

They turned around to see the guy with the purple hair, aka Jeff Hardy coming towards them. "You know Shawn Michaels?"

"You could say that." She said with a smirk, causing Shawn to send her a warning glance.

"She's my new assistant." Shawn put in. "My wife has been bugging me to get more organized so Catelyn just kind of fell into my lap."

"That's one way of saying it." She said with a soft snort.

He sent her another glare.

"So you're Catelyn? I'm-"

"Jeff Hardy." She cut in with a smile, taking his outstretched hand. "I know who you are." She smirked at Shawn who just rolled his eyes at her.

"Welcome to the WWE." He said with a smile. "You're gonna love it. I gotta meet my bro so I'll talk to you guys later."

Jeff left and Shawn turned on her.

"Cute, very cute."

"I thought so." She replied with a wry grin.

Another eye roll. "Just be careful and watch your mouth."

"Yes Dad." She replied with full sarcasm.

He stopped and let out a sigh but kept going leaving her to roll her eyes much like he had and follow after him.

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"Stay here and don't move."

She wrinkled her nose at him. "Shouldn't I be like, assisting you or something?"

"I have a meeting to go to. I don't need you for that."

"So I just have to sit here and be bored out of my mind? How is that fun?"

"I never said this job would be fun." He said with an exasperated sigh.

"I'm hungry." She announced.

Shawn closed his eyes, doing his best to keep his temper in check. She was stubborn, hard headed, annoying, much like he was when he was her age. Had he really been this hard to deal with? Actually he already knew the answer to that. But no matter how much she annoyed him, he couldn't get rid of her. It just wasn't in him. It wasn't the right thing to do. Elizabeth Freeborn had been nothing more then a drunken one night stand 21 years ago. He had no idea what had happened after, to be honest, he couldn't stand her when he was sober and had booked it the hell out of there in the morning when he woke up.

How was he to know that there was a kid involved, that a daughter had happened as a result of that night? How was he to know she was even his? Could this not have been some sadistic plan of Elizabeth's, 21 years in the making? Had she waited all these years to exact revenge on him? That was the only plausible explanation because there was no way Shawn Michaels could have a 21 year old daughter. How would he explain that one to his wife? Rebecca would surely flip, not to mention having to explain to Cameron and Cheyenne that they have a big sister that he didn't even know about.

Wait, this had to be some sick twisted plot by Elizabeth . To send him his "daughter" who coincidentally is a "C" like his other children? Nice, very nice. Or perhaps he was grasping at straws. No, couldn't be. The lengths people would go to exact revenge. It was disgusting, it was wrong. He wondered if Catelyn was even aware of this. Was she some high paid actress that Elizabeth had hired or was she actually her daughter. But he was pretty sure Catelyn was her daughter, he could see some resemblance, in fact, if not for the hair color and eyes, she would be an exact replica of her mother who had Dark brown hair and brown eyes if he remembered correctly. But no, Catelyn had dirty blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Eyes that looked exactly like… No he was overthinking this now. The best possible solution was to keep her close by until he could figure out what Elizabeth had planned and until he knew if Catelyn was in on it as well or just some clueless pawn like him.

"I thought you had a meeting to go to."

He snapped out of his thoughts, focusing on Catelyn who had a scowl on her face.

"Uhh, yeah, I do. Look, go to catering, get some food, but stay out of trouble."

"Whatever." She mumbled, walking past him and down the hall to catering.

She wasn't really that hungry but he told her to stay so she was doing exactly the opposite. She was actually kind of surprised with herself at the way she had been acting. She had always been seen as well behaved and respectful but it seemed that ever since she had met Shawn Michaels she felt nothing but resentment, anger, and bitterness to the whole damn situation.

"Elevator girl."

She looked up with a scowl as she entered catering and Jeff called out to her.

"Catelyn works just as well."

"Yes but with the look on your face I thought this would've caught your attention better."

She stopped where he was sitting and looked down at him with a raised eyebrow. "was there something in particular that you needed or did you just wanna yell at me and embarrass me for the whole room to hear."

He gave her a cheeky smile before answering. "Nope that's it."

With a roll of her eyes, she turned to leave but he grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "Why not sit, stay awhile. Tell us what it's like to work for The Heartbreak kid."

"Who?" She asked, wrinkling her nose and taking a seat beside him and across from another man, this one with dark curly hair. She looked between him and Jeff, wondering if there was any relation between them.

"Shawn Michaels? Your boss?" Jeff said, staring at her in disbelief.

"No what did you first call him."

"The Heartbreak Kid?"

"Why do you call him that?" Catelyn asked, clearly confused.

"Do you even know who you're working for?" The other man across from them asked.

"I'm sorry and who are you?" She asked with a small frown, a little miffed at how this guy was talking to her.

Jeff laughed, loud and hard, making everyone turn to them and Catelyn's face burn bright red.

"Can you stop it?" She hissed. "I don't know what's so damn funny anyway."

"It's cause you don't even know." He drawled with a big lazy grin when he had calmed down. "First, this is my brother Matt Hardy, we're the tag team champs, The Hardyz."

At her blank look he snickered. "I'm guessing you're not a wrestling fan?"

"What was your first clue?"

"And you landed this job how?"

She shrugged, lifting her chin defiantly. "Like he said, I just kind of fell in his lap and he offered me a job."

At their looks, she sighed and continued on. "My mom kicked me out, I happened to run into Shawn, and this is a pity job, okay? I had nowhere to go."

"And you have no idea about wrestling, at all. Like how big he is and everything?" Matt asked.

"Should I?" She asked with a shrug. "It's a job, I need it, I don't like wrestling."

They both stared at her in shock.

"What?" She asked.

"How could you not like it?" Jeff asked.

"Cause it's dumb."

"Wait." Matt said. "Are you sleeping with him or something?"

Catelyn willed herself not to throw up as she fixed him with a steely gaze. "excuse me? I don't know if you guys know this but he's married. I'm not a homewrecker and that's just plain ew. If y'all are done looking at me like I'm a friggin alien I'm heading back to see if Shawn needs anything." She pulled a face as she stood up and walked away leaving them both staring after her.

"I think you pissed her off." Jeff said.

Matt shrugged, watching her walk away. "I had to know. She seems to hate wrestling, why would she be working here?"

Jeff looked at him like he was a complete idiot. "She told us her mom kicked her out and she needed a job."

"Then how did she run into Shawn? You ask me, there's more going on then we know."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Quit trying to look for more than what's there man. "

Matt shrugged, watching Catelyn grab a muffin and walk away. There was something more going on, of that he was sure. Yet he also couldn't understand why he felt happy that she didn't see Shawn that way.

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