The rest of the week flew by, and the next Monday night, Kim was in her private locker room with Mackenzie, waiting for Jason, Trish, and Jeff to come join them when there was a knock at the door. Slowly, Kim walked over and opened the door, and was surprised when she saw Victoria and Molly Holly standing there. The three Divas just stared at each other for a moment, before sharing a large embrace. There were tears in all of their eyes when they pulled back.

"Mommy? Can you help me?" Mackenzie's plaintive voice sounded from behind Kim.

Both Victoria and Molly looked at Kim, slight shock on their faces as Kim motioned them in, and turned to help the little girl set up the videogame. As she turned back to her friends, she was slightly nervous to see recognition on their faces.

"Kim… is that…" Victoria trailed off softly.

Kim hesitated, and then nodded slowly.

"Yes, that is my daughter, Mackenzie." She said, glancing at her watch. "And her uncles and aunt seem to be late. Could you two keep an eye on her while I get a bit of R-E-V-E-N-G-E?"

"No problem." Molly smiled, stepping forward to kneel next to the four year old.

Kim smiled, and left the locker room, adjusting the strap of her top. She had found an outfit reminiscent of her old days- tight black pants, a white tank top with a black rose on it, and her favorite black wrestling boots with small silver stars on the ankles.

Soon, Lilian Garcia announced her, and Kim walked down the ramp amid the cheers of the fans. At the announcer's table, she could see The King gesturing to Jim 'J.R.' Ross wildly, as he had been there in her days at part of Team EKC. Kim easily climbed into the ring, and climbed up a turnbuckle, hitting a pose for the fans.

She dropped back into the ring, and walked to the side, motioning for a mic. After letting the fans settle down some, she lifted it.

"Last week, I made my return to the WWE after being fired nearly five years ago in a Women's Championship match. And I will tell each and every one of you, I am back with a vengeance. My eye is not on the Women's Championship belt. Yet. I have unfinished business to take care of first." Kim paused, and then faced the ramp. "That's right. Lita, if you have any backbone at all, you'll come out now, and fight me. And if you don't, I'm coming back there for you!"

Silence greeted Kim's challenge, then Adam's theme song hit. Adam and Amy paused at the top of the ramp, and Amy lifted the mic she had.

"You want to face me in a match? Fine. But I know it's just going to end the same way our last one did." She said.

With that, she raced down the ramp, and jumped on the apron as the bell rang. Kim attacked, not letting her in the ring. She raced forward, forcing her shoulder into Amy's chest, knocking her off the ring apron, then without hesitation, she launched herself over the top rope and onto the redhead Diva. The battle continued outside of the ring as the two women threw each other into the ring, the security barrier and the steps.

Amy launched Kim shoulder first into the security barrier, making the blonde Diva cry out. As she moved forward to continue her assault, Kim launched her over the barrier just as the bell rang.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this match as ended in a Double Countout." Lilian announced.

Kim stared up at the ref in disbelief, shaking her head, and shouting a bit. But just as she was about to really try and get her point across, she spotted Adam making his way down the ramp.

"Son of a fucking bitch." Kim muttered, and grabbed hopefully under the ring apron, pulling out a kendo stick and a wooden baseball bat before rolling into the ring.

She held the kendo stick in her left hand and the bat in her right, ready to defend herself. Amy flew back into the ring, but was met with a sharp hit from the kendo stick right across her chest, snapping the thin wooden weapon. Dropping it, and kicking it behind her, she changed her grip on the bat, looking expectantly for Adam. But when she saw the blonde man pulling himself up the ramp, she turned slightly, and found herself face to face with Matt. A small gasp escaped her lips as she stared up into the eyes that were so much like their daughter's, and began backing up. Matt followed her until he had her cornered against one of the turnbuckles. He leaned down, and slowly brushed his lips against hers gently.

"West door. Thirty minutes. Be there, Kimberly." He muttered, and quickly rolled out of the ring, and fled through the crowd.

Kim hesitated a moment, then slowly rolled out of the ring, dusting her hands off on her pants, forcing herself to look calm, and not as panicky as she felt. She wasn't sure what it was, but something about seeing Matt again, being alone with him for the first time in years, unnerved her. And she wasn't exactly sure how she felt about it. But she knew that she was going to have to tell him about Mackenzie. Somehow tell him that he had a child, a child that was four, and had no clue about her father, except that her mother loved him, a lot. And as much as Kim didn't want to admit it out loud, she did still care for Matt, but was a little afraid of what his reaction would be when he found out about the daughter that he had no idea about. Making her way backstage, she slid her arm through Jason's, since he was standing there waiting for her, and spoke before he had the chance to.

"I need you to take Mackenzie back to the hotel, and keep her in your room until I come to get her, Jay. Matt wants to talk, and I'm meeting him at the door in thirty minutes. I want a shower, and to get my thoughts together before I have to face him. I'm going to tell him. Tonight." She spoke in a low tone, her words hurried.

"Are you sure that's a good idea, Kim? I mean, what if he gets pissed at you. You've essentially kept him from his child, and didn't even bother to tell him that you were pregnant." Jason eyed her almost critically.

"I didn't tell you that I was pregnant, either, Jay, and you're my brother."

"That's different. I'm not the father of that little girl. And if I was Matt, I'd be pissed as hell. But you do what you want to do. You always have, even when you were Mackenzie's age."

"Just keep an eye on her, okay? I swear I'll be by to get her before midnight. Matt might be with me, so be prepared for that."

Leaning up, she pressed a quick kiss to her brother's cheek, then ducked into her empty locker room, and shed her ring clothes and quickly taking a shower. Pulling on some street clothes, jeans, a tank top, and a hoodie, she tugged her hair up into a loose bun before applying some makeup, vain enough that she had to have some on, almost like a shield when it was time to meet Matt. Picking up her duffle bag of equipment and clothing, she made her way out, glancing around to make sure that no one was watching, and made her way to the West exit door, even though she could still hear a wrestling bout going on, and the fans cheering. Pushing the door open, she glanced around, then paused when Matt's car pulled up to her. Taking a deep breath, she opened the passenger door, and slid in.

"I didn't think that you were going to show." Matt's voice was low as he glanced over her while she shifted to put her duffle bag in the backseat, and buckle her seat belt.

"I always do what I say I will, Matt. You should know that. You've known me for how long?" Kim arched an eyebrow at her one-time lover.

"Years, even though I haven't seen you in several. How've you been, Kimmy?"

"Okay. I moved up to Calgary, helped Bret run his training school, relaxed, rebuilt myself. And was shocked as hell when Steph said she wanted me back on air."

"I'm sure." There was a long pause. "Who was the kid? I saw you. You and Trish, with a little girl the other day. She kinda looked like you."

"That was my daughter. Her name's Mackenzie. Trish is her godmother, and they absolutely adore each other."

"Really. You don't look like you've had a kid. Who's her dad?"

Kim froze at the question, not expecting it so soon after she had gotten into Matt's car. But she had known it was coming, especially once he'd mentioned seeing her with the little girl and Trish. Sighing softly, she drug a hand through her blonde hair, pushing it back out of her face. Glancing up, she nearly gave a sigh of relief when she saw that the stop light Matt was pulling up to was red. Waiting until he was fully stopped, she slowly turned to face him, finally lifting her blue eyes up to meet his, her voice soft and hesitant.

"Matt, she's your daughter. Wait. Don't say anything. Let me finish." She took a deep breath. "Right after I was fired, I went up to Calgary, and cut ties with practically everyone, except Trish. I lived like a hermit, and thought that I was sick from not taking care of myself. And when I went to the doctor, being pregnant was the last thing on my mind. And I knew the baby was yours. You were the only guy I'd slept with in a while. I knew I wouldn't be able to abort the pregnancy, especially since I was almost four months along before I knew. And I didn't want to think about adoption, either. I was going to call you, to tell you, until I heard that you and Amy were back together. I decided that I'd taken enough, and having a baby by myself was fine. So I had Mackenzie, and she's had so many stand-in uncles, not to mention Jay, that she's never really asked me about her father."

"You never told her. Never told her once that she had a father."

"She knows she has a father, Matt. She's not stupid. I just told her that some families don't have dads."

"Does she hate me?"

"Matt, listen to yourself. I was terrified of telling you that you have a daughter, and you're sitting here more worried if she hates you rather than you getting angry at me, and yelling at me for not telling you about her sooner!"

"Oh, trust me, Kimmy. That's coming. I just don't want to lose it in public."

With those words, Matt gunned the engine of his car and pressed the gas pedal down rather hard, speeding towards the hotel that Kim, and several other wrestlers were staying at.

[A/N: Wow, lots of reviews this time.

This chapter has the most Matt since the first, and the next will have even more, because Matt is coming back as a full-time character in the fic, and soon, as we should all remember, in the WWE.

Straight Edge Queen, CenaCandiceFan4Life, and Twistergirl14- thanks for the reviews, more updates will come soon after this chapter.

Sinfully Sined- This particular Adam is slightly based off one of my cousins, and of course the Adam/Edge that we all love to hate. And of course we all love Matt- he's one of my favorites, and one of the nicest guys that I've ever had the chance to meet.

I promise that I'll update soon!

-Ky]