Author's note: I wasn't sure how this story would be to read because I'm trying a deeper level. If you're still reading thank you.

Disclaimer: I own nothing but the story, and the Character names you do not recognize. Everything else is owned by the WWE.

Randy walked into the gym that day with a lot on his mind. Last nights conversation with his father and mother still not completely registering in his mind.

"Randy, I have something very important to tell you." Bob said as they all sat down to eat dinner.

"Dad you'd think you killed somebody the way your face looks." Randy looked over to his Mother, and saw her somber face. "What's going on?"

"It's complicated." Jenna said.

"I'm not 2 years old, I'm 22. I think I can handle it."

"Randy seventeen years ago your mother and I separated for a while. In that time I started seeing a woman. I received a note today from that woman's sister stating that I have a daughter. I didn't even know Becky was pregnant, that was the woman's name. She sent me a picture." Bob handed the picture to Randy who looked at in shock.

"So what happened with you, and Becky?" Randy asked.

"Your mother and I talked, and decided to work through our problems. I loved your mom, and you, and I told her that I wanted to be with Jenna, and my son. She took offense, and when I left we never spoke again obviously. I kept in touch a little with her sister Megan, but she never told me her sister was pregnant. We lost touch after a while too. I heard Becky got married, but that was it."

Randy put the picture down on the table and pushed his plate away. "So what are you gonna do?"

"Your Father and I talked all afternoon about the whole situation, and we decided to try to find Noelle, and get involved with her life if she'll let us. We want to help her out and let her know she's apart of our family too. Megan's letter said that her parents were very mean with her so we want to give her an option."

"Mean?"

"We're not sure what that means. We want to find out." Bob took a drink of his wine. "Megan's letter is postmarked Maryland so I'm guessing they still live in Annapolis. We head there on tour next week so I'm going to look Megan up, and find Noelle, and Becky. I'm going to see my daughter."

"Well I want to see my sister, and meet her too."

"Then you can go with me."

Randy walked to the locker room, and changed into sweats as his best friend John, and Dave came in.

"Hey Orton."

"Hey."

John patted him on the back "What's up?"

Randy looked up and didn't even know where to start; he took the picture out of his pocket, and handed it to John. "I found out last night that my dad had a sort of affair seventeen years ago, and now I have a seventeen year old sister. Her name is Noelle Boston."

Dave looked at the picture "Whoa. She's cute."

Randy got the picture back from John, and smiled "Yeah she is. My Dad and I are going to look her up next week in Annapolis."

"That's cool." John said sitting on the bench beside his best friend.

Noelle woke up that morning and dressed for school in a sweatshirt, and jeans. She pulled her hair back into a messy ponytail, put on her shoes, and walked downstairs. No one else was up yet so she grabbed her book bag, and walked to Connor's house he was the only one she trusted anymore.

She knocked on the door, and as soon as Connor opened it she couldn't help the tears from falling.

Connor wrapped his arms around his best friend "What happened?"

Noelle let him lead her inside "I can't take it in that house anymore. My dad will kill me if I stay there any longer."

Connor sat her down on the couch. "Mom already went to work so we can talk freely."

"If I told you something personal would you think differently of me?"

Connor noticed she wasn't looking into his eyes at all, and knew this was gonna be bad. "Your like my sister nothing could change our friendship."

Noelle took a deep breath "My Dad has been ...fooling around...with me... for the last couple weeks." the tears fell openly" Last night...he told...me...that he's not my father...he..He...raped me!" Noelle put her face in her hands and Connor jumped beside her and wrapped her in a hug.

"Does anyone know?"

Noelle shook her head "How could he do that to me? I thought I was his daughter. He raped me then said he wasn't my father, and I was just a whore."

"I'll see if mom will let you stay here on the night's your mom works."

Noelle sobs subsided a bit to a slight hiccup "I can't do that. He'll know I told."

Connor forced her to look him in the face "You can't let him get a way with this. You have to go to the police."

"No! They won't believe me. You can't say anything, please."

Connor was so torn between his friend's safety and her loyalty. He nodded either way.

Noelle went to the bathroom to wash her face so they could head to school.

As they started up their road they heard Noelle's name being called.

"Noelle!"

They turned to see Becky. Noelle looked at Connor "I'll see you at school."

"Are you sure?"

Noelle nodded, and headed back to her house. Becky pushed her inside, and into the living room. Dan was sitting on the couch.

"You left awful early this morning."

"I couldn't sleep to much last night so I decided to go to school early today, so I went to get Connor, and walk to school. I didn't know it was a crime." Becky pushed her towards the couch, and Dan stuck his foot out catching her in the stomach. Noelle fell to the floor gasping for air.

"Beck, why don't you leave us alone to talk?"

Noelle saw her mom head out of the room and up the stairs. She turned her head back to Dan, and saw the meanness in his eyes.

"Did you tell him anything?"

Noelle stayed silent and was rewarded with a kick to her side and fist to her face.

"Did you tell him anything?"

"No." Noelle croaked out.

She was wrenched off the floor by her hair and thrown into a wall; he backhanded her across the face causing to slide to the floor holding her face.

"You think what I did to you last night was bad, you just wait. Your here till your eighteen, that gives me 6 months to torture you into insanity. Get to school."

Dan walked upstairs giving Noelle time to collect herself. She picked herself carefully up off the floor went to the bathroom to wipe the blood from her lip and nose then she headed to school.

She got there with 20 minutes to spare. Holding her side from the pain she headed to her locker, and then her first class of the day.

As her teacher was talking all Noelle could do was count how many days she had left till her birthday, and her freedom.

Megan was sitting at her kitchen table when her phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Megan? This is Bob Orton."

"Bob? I guess you got my letter."

"Where is my daughter?"

"Are you gonna help her?"

"I want to get to know my daughter."

Megan smiled and gave him the address. Bob wrote it down, and put it in his suitcase. Now he just had to find a way to explain everything to her so she would understand, and not make him out to be the bad guy.

Noelle laid on her bedroom floor that evening after the Rape and Beating Dan gave her. She couldn't take it anymore. She wasn't going to make it a week let alone six months through this, not on her own.

She crawled into her bathroom, and pulled herself up by using the sink. She opened her medicine cabinet and pulled out the pain pills from when she broke her leg last year. She looked at herself in the mirror totally disgusted with what she saw. Maybe she was just a whore, but she wouldn't be for much longer.