Vince loved his wife dearly but slowly and surely she was driving him crazy with her constant mothering. Resisting the urge to scream and throw things as she asked if he had everything he needed for the thousandth time in the past fifteen minutes, "I'm fine dear, I have everything I need dear and if I don't I will just get up and get it. You heard the Doctor when he released me from hospital, gentle exercise is good for me and sitting on my ass doing nothing is not so stop fussing, I am not one of the kids."

Linda shook her head at him but ignored the way he had stressed 'dear' as he spoke, "I'm sorry for stressing over you but you are my husband, I did nearly lose you so I want to make sure it doesn't happen."

Vince smiled softly, "I know but I'm not going anywhere, I'm as tough as you can be and there's no way a stupid heart attack is going to finish me off, I have grandchildren to watch grow up."

Moving to sit on the arm of the couch she sighed softly, "I know but you can understand why I'm so worried can't you?"

Nodding his head he placed his hand over hers and squeezed it gently, "I do, it's just a little overbearing sometimes. I promise you though, I will not be moving off of this couch other than to use the bathroom, get a drink or if the phone or door goes which is unlikely but the Doctor said the short walks will be good for me."

Turning her head she nodded and smiled softly at her husband, "but if you don't feel well you will call me right?"

Rolling his eyes he moved his hand and pointed to the door, "out!"

Laughing as she stood up she nodded, "I'm leaving."

Turning around she pressed a kiss to the top of his head before she picked up her handbag and walked out of the door.

As soon as his wife walked out of the room Vince sat back, put his feet up and switched the TV on.

Stephanie sighed as she looked through her bag making sure she had everything and then she turned to look for Mikey who was trailing far behind, "Mikey hurry up please. Mommy needs to get this work done and then we're going home because Grandma is coming over this afternoon."

Mikey ran over to Stephanie clutching Bubbles tightly, "we's were looking at the pretty pictures."

Taking hold of Mikey's hand she led him to the elevator, "they're the same pictures that are here every time you come and visit."

Pouting Mikey allowed Stephanie to lead him to the elevators and up to the top floor.

Once they reached the top floor Stephanie let go of Mikey's hand, "you know where Mommy's office is."

Mikey squealed as she let go of his hand and gave him permission to run down the entire length of the corridor.

Stephanie shook her head as Mikey ran off with Bubbles trailing behind him.

Once he reached the end of the corridor Mikey stopped right in front of his Mom's door and looked at her just waiting to be allowed in. He was brought out of his desire to be let into her office when he heard, "Mikey."

Spinning around to the sound of the voice he dropped Bubbles and went running into her arms, "Jeeeennn!"

Jennifer smiled and hugged the little boy tightly, "how are you?"

Mikey hugged the older lady tightly, "Mommy took me to the 'rena, I met lots of wesslers ands I went in the ring and climbed the ropes ands there was mean people and Tishy's my fwend."

She laughed and she pulled away and ruffled the little boy's hair, "sounds like your average Monday and Tuesday in the WWE. So what are you doing here?"

Smiling softly at her Secretary Stephanie shook her head, "I have to do some work and then we're going home this afternoon as my Mom is coming over to help me do some further work. I've brought some colouring books so Mikey should sit quietly and not disturb you."

Jennifer shrugged her shoulders, "he doesn't bother me, I like having him around. Why don't you leave his colouring books here and Mikey can sit and keep me company and he can tell me all about the fun he has had?"

Looking at the older woman sceptically she shook her head, "I can't ask you to do that for me, you have your own work to do."

Rolling her eyes at the younger woman Jennifer stood up and took Mikey's hand, "trust me when I say that the only thing I have been doing this week is working so a couple of hours of spending time with Mikey will do wonders for me."

Reluctantly agreeing Stephanie pulled the crayons and colouring books from her purse she handed them over to her Secretary, "be a good boy for Auntie Jenn and Mommy will just be in there if you need her."

"Yes Mommy."

Stephanie shook her head as Mikey led Jennifer over to her desk so he could sit with her whilst Stephanie went straight into her office and pushed the door to before taking a seat at her desk and getting started.

Vince had spent a while surfing the channels looking for something decent on TV when he came across Maury Povich and upon reading the headline muttered, "twenty five children, or is it more? What on Earth is wrong with people in the world? It would make a good storyline though."

Just as Vince's mind was drifting to how he could get the storyline to work the doorbell rang. Pushing himself up from the couch he headed to the front door swinging it open to be confronted by a delivery guy with a large box, "can I help you?"

Looking at his clipboard he looked back at the older man, "is this the right place for Mikey McMahon?"

Nodding his head Vince rolled his eyes a little realising his daughter had clearly been spoiling her son, "yes it is. Can you put the box inside the door for me though please because I have recently had a heart attack and am not allowed to do any heavy lifting."

Nodding his head the delivery man immediately stepped inside and placed the box down, "there you go Sir. Can you please sign for it?"

Nodding his head Vince took the clipboard and pen and quickly scribbled his name before handing it back to him.

Taking the clipboard the delivery man nodded his head politely, "thank you Sir. Have a good day and I hope you feel better soon."

Heading out of the door he hopped back into his truck and took off for his next delivery.

Vince shut the front door not paying the box any more attention as he went back to the lounge to continue watching Maury.

Jennifer smiled at Mikey as he told her all about the fun he had had with Trish when suddenly he stopped mid sentence and looked shocked and upset, "Mikey, are you okay?"

Mikey shook his head, "I made Mommy a pwesent, she's not said fank you."

Jennifer frowned, "maybe she hasn't gotten it yet?"

His bottom lip poked out and it started to quiver as he was on the verge of tears, "I's lost it, Tishy had it."

Not wanting to see the little boy cry Jennifer rubbed his back gently, "why don't I give Trish a call and ask her about it?"

Nodding his head eagerly he immediately brightened up as Jennifer slipped into Stephanie's office, "hey Steph, can I borrow your phone so I can give Trish a call for Mikey please?"

Nodding her head Stephanie pulled the phone from her purse and handed it over, "just make sure she's not busy."

Gratefully taking the phone from her she nodded her head, "of course."

Walking back out of the office she pulled the door too as she scrolled through Stephanie's phone book until she got to Trish's number and then called her.

Waiting for Trish to pick up the phone she kept an eye on Mikey who was quietly colouring away.

Suddenly Trish picked up the phone, "Steph? Have you reconsidered about the shows?"

Jennifer raised her eyebrow, "Trish it's not Stephanie, it's Jennifer her Secretary. I'm ringing on Mikey's behalf."

Hearing Trish's name Mikey perked up, "Tishy!"

Running over to Jennifer he tugged on her skirt gently, "I talk please?"

Biting down on her lip Jennifer nodded her head, "I'm just putting you on speaker."

Not waiting for an answer Jennifer put the phone on speaker and held it for Mikey who quickly said, "Tishy! I's lost Mommy's pwesent."

Chuckling softly Trish could just picture his face right now, "no you didn't Mikey. When you go home find the suitcase that has all of your toys in and it's in the pocket."

"Really?! I's not lost it?"

Shaking her head she did feel sorry for him, "no you've not. Try what I said when you go home and if you don't find it get your Mom to call me again."

Smiling brightly Mikey nodded his head, "thank you Tishy, miss oo."

"I miss you too but I will see you soon I'm sure."

Jennifer said her goodbyes to Trish as Mikey ran back to the desk to continue his colouring and she went to join him.

Maury was just come to an end and he was just about to find out how many children the guy actually had when the doorbell rang again. Groaning he pushed himself up from the couch and went to answer the door frowning when he saw a big bouquet of flowers, "can I help?"

"Stephanie McMahon?"

Raising his eyebrow Vince shook his head, "clearly my name is not Stephanie. She is my daughter though."

Thrusting the flowers towards him the girl nodded, "will you accept them please? This is the address we have for her."

Shrugging his shoulders Vince took the flowers and placed them on top of the box, "sure, just show me where to sign."

Motioning to the clipboard she anded Vince the pen and watched as he scribbled and printed his name, "there you go."

Smiling softly the girl nodded, "thank you Sir. Have a good day."

Vince just nodded his head shutting the front door utterly confused by why flowers for Stephanie had arrived here.

Maury Povich had long since been forgotten as he was curious to find out who was sending Stephanie flowers. Placing them on top of the box that had arrived for Mikey he carefully pulled the card out from the middle and opened it to read.

Stephanie,

I'm sorry. Please, I beg you, just give me ten minutes of your time so we can talk as there is so much I need to say to you.

Hunter

P.S. I

As he read the card he couldn't help but shake his head a little. He knew that his daughter still loved Hunter as she had not gone and gotten herself a new boyfriend no matter how many times he had tried to set her up with someone and judging by the card he had a feeling that Hunter felt the same but he really didn't think things were going to be that easy.

Putting the card back into the envelope he placed it back in the middle of the flowers he went to go back to sit down in the lounge again when an idea hit him, it was a long shot but it was something he wanted to look at. Turning back around he went over to the box and looked around it for a 'From' address but all that was on it was a PO Box, "clever boy Hunter, very clever boy."

Satisfied that he had the answers he wanted Vince went into the lounge and reclined back on the couch as Linda was due back very soon and he didn't want to get told off.