"I didn't know you had a daughter!" Jeff exclaimed, running a hand through his multi-colored locks.

"She's my goddaughter, and four years old." Trish said proudly as she and Jeff walked in the room.

Jeff looked at the tiny girl asleep on the bed, turned away from the door.

"She's adorable, Kim. Who's her daddy? Sean?" Jeff looked at Kim.

The blonde Canadian swallowed, and looked at Trish nervously, who nodded, and looked at Jeff, then Kim.

"She's your niece, Jeff." Kim said softly, her voice barely audible.

"She's Matt's daughter?" Jeff looked at Kim, his shock evident on his face.

"Yes, she is. And no, your brother doesn't know. Hell, I didn't even know until I was three months along and already living in Calgary with Bret." She told him.

"Wow… and Matt thought that you just hated him for that one night you spent together." Jeff said.

"You know?" Kim looked at Jeff in surprise.

"Yeah, Matt was all bummed after you got fired, and I finally got him to tell me what had happened." Jeff said.

Kim nodded, and sat down on the bed next to Mackenzie, and gently stroked the curls. She looked over at her two friends.

"And I'd appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone, Jeff. I don't want everyone knowing, and because Matt doesn't know." Kim said.

"You should tell Matt." Jeff said.

"Jeff, I haven't seen him, let alone spoken to him, in almost five years. How is he going to react if I suddenly show up with my little girl and say 'Oh, by the way, Matt, this is your daughter that you never knew you had'." Kim rolled her eyes.

"Matt loves you Kim." Jeff said simply.

"What are you talking about, Jeff? Matt and I had a fling. A one-time fling, four years ago, which resulted in my daughter. She doesn't know about Matt. But she has male figures in her life: Bret, Scott, Tommy, Sean, Jason, Shane, Vince, and probably you now." Kim said.

"I still think you should tell Matt. He deserves to know, and he loves kids. He's wanted a family for years, but because of that bitch, that's been put on hold." Jeff replied.

"Amy is a bitch, and Adam is an asshole. He doesn't even know about Mackenzie. And he's not going to. My mom won't even talk to him, and neither will Jay." Kim told him.

Jeff shook his head.

"What are you going to do when you come to our wedding? I want you to be my maid of honor, and Mackenzie to be my flower girl. Matt's going to be the best man, Kim." Trish said.

"I'll figure it out then. But until then…" Kim looked at them.

"When will she wake up?" Jeff looked down at the little girl he knew now was his niece.

"Probably not until the morning. She's a heavy sleeper, and our flight was kind of long." Kim said. "I'm taking her with me to the arena tomorrow; you can meet her there, if you want."

"I'll be there." Jeff nodded.

The next day, Kim and Mackenzie walked to Madison Square Gardens, Kim carrying two duffle bags over her shoulders. They slipped in a back door, and Kim was startled when she heard a voice call out to her.

"Hey, want a hand?" A male's voice called.

Kim turned, and smiled slightly at the tall, broad man, who was looking at her, smiling.

"Thanks," she smiled at him.

He took her duffle bag as Mackenzie looked up at him curiously. Kim studied him slightly.

"Kim, stop looking at me like you don't recognize me." He said.

Kim's eyes widened slightly, and she let go of Mackenzie's hand to throw her arms around her old friend, Shane Helms.

"My God, Shane! I feel awful now." Kim smiled, and took Mackenzie hand again. "You've cut your hair… and dyed it."

Shane lifted a hand to his now bright green hair, and laughed.

"Yeah, Sugar Shane Helms is no more. I'm a super hero! The Hurricane." Shane grinned.

Mackenzie looked up at Shane, curiosity shining in her dark eyes.

"Are you really a super hero?" She asked.

"No, honey, it's just a gimmick, like Uncle Tommy's role with Uncle Scott." Kim explained, smiling at her.

Shane bent down so that he was at eye level with Mackenzie, who looked at him solemnly.

"Who are you, cutie?" He asked.

"I'm Mackenzie Judith Copeland." She said proudly.

"Shane, this is my daughter. Mackenzie, this is an old friend of mine, Shane Helms." Kim smiled.

Shane smiled at the little girl, then walked with them to the locker room that Kim had to herself that night.

"Oh, Shane? You didn't see me. My return is a surprise." Kim said.

"Who are you? And why do I have your bag?" Shane grinned, handing her the duffle bag.

Kim laughed, and walked into the locker room, and set her bag down as Mackenzie climbed onto the couch.

"Aunt Trish will be in here soon, with her fiancé." Kim said, smiling at her daughter.

"Okay," Mackenzie nodded, looking around the room.

Kim picked up her duffle, and pulled out the black and green mesh bikini she had brought with her. Just as she was about to start changing, she heard a knock on the door.

"It's me!" Trish shouted.

Kim opened the door, and let Trish and Jeff in. Mackenzie jumped off the couch, and ran to the blonde Canadian, throwing herself into her arms. Kim laughed, and shut the door behind them, locking it.

"Hey, guys." She smiled.

Jeff gave her a hug, and Kim gently pulled Mackenzie from Trish.

"Sonja, baby, this is Jeff. He's Aunt Trish's fiancé." Kim explained.

"Are you my Uncle Jeff, then?" Mackenzie asked, her gaze solemn.

"Ye-yeah, I am, cutie." Jeff smiled, squatting down so that they were on the same level.

Kim smiled, and picked up her bikini.

"Will you guys be able to watch her while I compete in this stupid skin competition?" She asked.

"Sure," Jeff smiled easily. "I'll slip out into the crowd and scream loudly when you drop your towel so you win."

"You do that, Jeffery Nero Hardy, and there won't be a wedding in December." Kim threatened.

"Oh, my, do you hear that Trish?" Jeff grinned.

"Honey, I'm not going to get between you and Kim. I know how much she's been working out up in Calgary. She could probably kick Scott's ass with one hand tied behind her back." Trish smiled.

"Mommy did beat Uncle Scott. She hit him with her…. Thorny move." Mackenzie said slowly.

"You hit the Rose's Thorn on Scott Levy?" Jeff stared at her.

"Mackenzie put him in an Ankle Lock." Kim said simply as she slipped into the bathroom and pulled on the bikini.

A few moments later, she came back out, and picked up her black and green towel that matched her bikini.

"What do you guys think?" She asked.

"Damn…." Jeff's voice trailed off as he looked at her. "If Matt's watching tonight, he'll have a cow."

"You look awesome, Kim. Better than you ever did before." Trish nodded as a knock sounded at the door.

Kim walked over to the door, and then stopped, motioning to Trish. The petite Diva stood up, and opened the door a crack.

"Hey, Jay. Come on in." She held the door open.

Kim smiled as her half brother walked in, and grinned first at Mackenzie then at his sister. He crossed the room, and pulled her into a big hug.

"Stephanie just called and told me. Kim, Adam and Amy are gonna shit themselves when they see you. Especially in that bit of nothing you've got on." Jason's eyebrows rose.

"Jay, I'm in a bikini competition. Steph said to wear something that would make everyone drool, so I am." Kim laughed, glancing at the clock. "I've got to get going to Gorilla. It's almost time for my cue."

[A/N: Okay, guys. I know I haven't updated this in a while, so I've broken down what I've written into two, maybe three more chapters. If I can get some reviews, I'll get at least one more chapter up tonight, if not two.]