Vince stepped out of his Bentley and walked toward Kristina's house, up the stairs to the front porch, stepped over to the door, pushed the doorbell a few minutes before he heard the door being unlocked, and then the door opened, revealing Kristina.

"Hi, Vince; comes on in," she said, opening the door wide for him to enter her home.

"Hi, Krissy," he said, entering the house, and she closed the door behind him.

"Everything okay?" She asked

"Yes, everything is fine. But, um, I come here because I do not have your cell number, and I want to tell you this Friday, we will start filming your segments."

"Okay, and let me give you my cell number," she said, walking down the hallway, and Vince followed her and then into her home office.

Vince saw her home office. It was like Linda's home office; cozy Kristina wrote down her cell and house numbers for him, stood up from the chair, walked around the desk, hand him the piece of paper.

"Thanks, Krissy," he said with a warm smile.

"You're welcome, Vince."

"Um, I need to ask you something else," he said.

"Sure"

"Um, does your grandma know any singers?"

"Singers for what," she said.

"Well…I am sure your mom told you that our 50th wedding anniversary is the day before your wedding anniversary."

"Yes, I know about your 50th wedding anniversary. You want the singers to sing to mom and you while you are dancing."

"Yes "

"Well, grandma does know some good singers; you are looking at one of those singers."

Vince was stunning and said, "You, Krissy."

"Yes, I inheritance my grandma Kayla's singing voice, and so has my Auntie, Cristian, Roman, and Sara, all can sing, but my grandma didn't want us in the music world."

"Wow"

"Let me talk with my cousins and auntie first, and then I will let you know."

"Okay, here is my private cell number," he said, reaching inside his pocket and pulling out a piece of paper to hand to Krissy.

"Thank you"

"You're welcome."

They walk about the home office, down the hallway to the front door; Krissy opens the door for him.

"I will see you Friday morning," Vince said.

"Yes, you will; bye."

"Bye, Krissy," he said, walking down the stairs around his Bentley, got in, and pulled the door closed.

Vince slid the key into the ignition, turned it started the car, buckled his seatbelt, and then drove down the circular driveway toward the gates that opened up; he drove out and then sped off toward Greenwich. When Vince enters Greenwich and stops at the Flower shop to get some flowers for Linda and then decides to take them out, he pulls out his cell and calls Linda, but she does not answer her phone. He then tried the house phone, but still no answer, and he got the takeout anyway. He got back in his car, buckled his seatbelt, turned the key, started his car, and then drove away and headed home. When Vince arrived at his and Linda's house, turned into the driveway, the gates opened, drove through up the circular driveway to the house, and came to a stop.

Vince turned the key, shut off the engine, pulled the key out, then buckled his seatbelt, opened the door, and grabbed Chinese takeout, the flowers, and his briefcase out of the passenger seat. He stepped out of the car, closed the door, locked the door, and set the alarm on his car. He walked around the car, toward the house, up the stairs to the front porch, stepped over to the front door, slid the key into the locked turned it unlocking the door, he tunes the doorknob opening the door, step inside his house, and closed the door behind him, relocked the door, then placed his briefcase on the bench, and moved further into the house, looked into the living room to see his wife sound asleep on the couch and he smiled, Vince walked toward the kitchen with the flowers and Chinese takeout went inside the kitchen and place the food on the island, the place the flowers on the island he then removed his suit jacket laid it over the chair, and walked out of the kitchen toward the living room inside, around the sofa, and sat down beside his wife, she looked so peaceful sleeping.

Vince gently woke up Linda, began to stir, and opened her eyes to see Vince sitting there smiling.

"Hi, there," he said with a smile.

Linda smiled at him and said, "hi," Stretch

"Did you have a nice nap?" Vince asked

"Yes, I did. I even dream about meeting Krissy's mother, Catherine."

"Really now," he said

"Yes, she was a beautiful woman, honey."

"What is the meeting about?" He asked, intrigued about Linda's dream about Krissy's mother.

Linda smiled and responded, "The meeting was about shared custody of Krissy. Catherine felt that I had the right to know my daughter. "

Vince smiled and said, "Even in your dream, Catherine felt you deserve the right to be Krissy's mother too."

"Yes"

"Well, I bought dinner home," he said.

Linda smiled and said, "Yea, what kind of takeout did you get, my love."

"I got Chinese."

"Oh, Chinese"

Vince stood up from the sofa and then helped Linda up; then, off the sofa, they walked out of the living room together toward the kitchen, went inside, and Vince grabbed the flowers.

"For you, my love," he said, handing her white and pink roses.

"Thank you," she said, kissing him

"You're welcome," he said.

Linda grabbed a vase and placed her flowers in the vase; as Vince took the Chinese takeout after placing her flowers in the vase, Linda and Vince sat down at the table and began eating their dinner.

"I saw Krissy before I came home," he said, and Linda looked at him.

"Yeah, any particular reason for you seeing Krissy?" Linda asked

"Yes, there was a particular reason for me seeing Krissy."

"Okay"

"Linda, I asked Krissy to mediate between Stephanie, Vincent, and Shane." Vince looked at his wife and saw the expression on her face.

"What? Are you crazy, Vincent putting Krissy in that kind of situation where she could lose everything, Vincent? Not to mention you are putting her in the line of fire of our son Shane who resent me for what I did."

"Honey, I would never let Shane hurt Krissy; neither would Stephanie or Vincent."

"I know that you, Steph, and Vinny wouldn't let him hurt her, but still, Vincent, I do not want my daughter losing her livelihood that she works so hard for."

"Linda, do you realize that Krissy deals with criminals who commit murder, rape, arm robbery, pervert who sexually assault little kids."

"Yes, I know, Vincent, but that is different from what you want her to do."

"How is it different, sweetheart?"

"Family, the peoples who go before my daughter, are not family to her."

"I see your point, sweetheart."

"Let's see what happens, and if Shane hurts her in any way, I hope she lets go of her bodyguards or secret service leashes and lets them deal with our son."

Vince chuckled and said, "The evil Mrs. McMahon is making an appearance."

"Yes. I will be mama bear when it comes to Krissy now."

"Looked out, Shane McMahon; mama bear will be on the prowl," Vince chuckled.

"Yes, I will be on the prowl."

Kristina and Alex's house, Auntie Kassie, Grandma Kayla, Uncle Carlos, Cousins Cristian, Roman, and Sara are there.

"What's up, Kissy?" Auntie Kassie asked her godchild.

"Well, a little while ago, my stepfather dropped by for a short visit and asked me if grandma knew any good signers because his and my mom's 50th wedding anniversary is the day before Alex and I celebrate 12 years of wedded bliss. And I took him; he is looking at one of those singers."

"He was shocked, right?" Roman asked

"Yes, very shocked. I told him that I inherited your singing voice, grandma."

Grandma Kayla smiled and said, "I said we should do it for your mom and your stepfather."

"Yes," they all agree to sing for Linda and Vince McMahon on their 50th wedding anniversary.