Tuesday, January 17th 2017
Smackdown Live Tapings

Devyn sat down in the chair with a huff. She didn't like being treated like a child, especially not in a place surrounded by people that she particularly didn't like -- besides Renee, of course. She hugged her blanket to her chest as Randy sat next to her.

“Don't worry, princess, I'm not going to take your precious blanket.” Randy muttered in a mocking tone.

“You ever try and take it again, I will chop your dick off.” Devyn threatened.

Devyn didn't even glance at her dad as he sat down behind his desk.

“I have rules backstage and I will not hesitate to enforce them on either of you if you happen to decide that you don't want to follow the rules.” Paul told them, sternly.

Devyn smiled, sweetly as she looked up, “And I will not hesitate to slap him across the face if he takes my stuff again.” She stood up, “Are we done here?”

“Sit down, Devyn.”

“Sorry, Paul, I actually have a job that I need to be doing so…” Devyn knew that she was pissing her dad off on purpose, but she wanted to leave.

“Sit down and shut your mouth, now.” Paul said in a stern tone, “That's the last time I'll ask nicely.”

“That's you asking nicely?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Does she fight you on everything?”  Randy asked.

“She has Stephanie’s attitude.” Paul muttered as he continued to glare at his daughter, “You're twenty four years old, Devyn, don't make me call Stephanie.”

“Now you want to treat me like an adult.” Devyn sat down with a huff, “You're lucky that I love mom too much to bother her.”

“How is it possible that she is more like Stephanie than you?” Randy asked.

“My mother raised me right.” Devyn snapped, “Sorry that she taught me not to take shit from anyone.”

“Including your dad?” Randy questioned.

“Okay, both of you stop.” Paul muttered, “I really don't have time to be dealing with the childish antics.”

“Why am I still here then?” Devyn asked, sending a glare to her dad.

“Drop the fucking attitude.” Paul basically yelled at her, “Is it so hard for you to admit that you were wrong? This is suppose to be a professional area, and I will not tolerate if it happens again. Understood?”

Devyn forced her mouth shut. She hates getting scolded at, especially by her dad. She wanted to argue back, but knew that it would only piss her dad off more. She tried so hard to not look at Randy. It was obvious that Randy was sitting in his chair all smug.

“Whatever you say, Paul.” Devyn muttered, stopping herself from rolling her eyes.

“Will you both please just apologize to each other and move on?” Paul asked with a sigh, “You guys have to travel together.”

Devyn glanced over at Randy who didn't make an effort to even tell her dad that he told her that they weren't traveling together anymore.

“I'm not apologizing to him.” She said, glaring at Randy, “Besides, he said that he wasn't going to ‘babysit’ me, so I'm traveling with Renee.”

“You're not traveling with someone that I don't trust, Devyn.” Paul told her, “You're traveling with Randy and that's final.”

“I don't care if you don't trust Renee.” She said, angrily, “I have hardly slept three hours in the past three days because he decided it would be funny to take away the only thing that helps me sleep.”

“It was an accident.” Randy argued.

“Accident, my ass.” She turned her attention to her dad, “You know how hard it is for me to get sleep, and for that reason, you should also know that I won't be getting any sleep rooming with Randy.”

Paul sighed as he looked at his daughter. He could tell that she wasn't going to give up. Her stubbornness was probably the only thing that she got from him and the rest she surprisingly got from Stephanie. He knew why she was upset, but he hated mixing his personal business with his actual business.

“Fine, but if something happens-” Paul started.

Devyn cut him off with a shrug, “Randy already took me to a bar, what's the worst that can happen?”

“Devyn.” Randy muttered in disbelief. She knew how overprotective her dad was and Randy was definitely going to get an earful from Paul. Paul would clearly forget that his daughter was twenty-four years old when it came to her ‘innocence’. Friday night was probably the only time that Devyn had ever even took a sip of a drink because of the tight leash that Paul has her on. Devyn has always been expected to be the perfect daughter and despite her stubbornness, she is the perfect daughter.

Paul turned his attention to his best friend, “You took my daughter to a bar?”

“We were with John.” Randy said, trying to defend himself. John was probably the most responsible person he knew and he also knew that Paul trusted him. Randy didn't think it would do much to save his ass, but Paul probably trusted John more than him.

“Did you get her drunk?” Paul asked with a slight glare. Despite their close friendship, Paul knew that Randy acts so much younger than his age of thirty-six. He trusted Randy, even with all of Randy’s childish antics.

“I wasn't forcing drinks down her throat if that's what you're asking.” Randy told him. Paul sighed, loudly as he glanced up at the ceiling.

“Get out of my office before I punch you.” Paul finally let out. Randy stood up with a small grin. He knew that Paul would never do anything to him, considering all the threats that Paul has made over the years.

Devyn rolled her eyes as Randy blew her a kiss before exiting.

Her attention moved to her dad, “Do you understand why I refuse to travel with that childish asshole?”

Paul sighed, “Yeah, I do.” He gave her a stern look, “I'm going to let you travel with Renee, but the second that something goes wrong, you're going back with Randy -- understood?”

A smile took her face. She always got what she wanted, even if it took a little attitude to get it. Paul's agreement to her traveling with Renee almost made her forget about the little incident a couple of days ago, but she was still upset.

“Thanks Paul, I'll make sure to call mom and tell her you're off the hook.” She stood up, immediately moving to exit the office.

“Dev.” He called out before she could leave. She turned to face him with her hand on the doorknob, “Whatever you thought that you heard the other day-"

She immediately cut him off, “I don't want to talk about that. I heard rumors that she's back and mom hasn't really been all that happy lately so…” She rolled her eyes, “As I said, I don't need to hear your shitty explanations -- save them for mom when everything goes downhill again.”

“Devyn.”

Devyn ignored him as she walked out of his office.

Wednesday, January 18th 2017

“It's too early to be awake.” Renee whined from the driver's seat. Devyn rolled her eyes, playfully, “The sun isn't even up.”

Devyn looked over at her, “No one told you to stay up talking on the phone with your boyfriend.”

“I was not.” Renee argued.

“Liar.” Devyn muttered, looking down at her phone.

Mom: Can you please stop giving your father a hard time? He's already stressed out as it is.

Devyn immediately typed out a message, feeling slight annoyance that her mom didn't care about the reason she was upset.

Devyn: You're too forgiving, you know that?

“So what's the deal with you and Randy?” Renee asked, “I can feel all the tension and it's not the good type.”

Devyn glanced over at her, “Randy is an asshole.”

Renee rolled her eyes, “I know that, but something obviously had to go down between the two of you if you guys hate each other that much.”

“You’ve seen the way he messes with me, it started as soon as I got older.” Devyn looked over at her, “It sucks because he's my dad's best friend and he's around for all my family gatherings. I get enough of him here, but then I have to go and deal with him at home.”

“Is he only like this with you?”

“I think he finds it funny to mess with me.” Devyn told her, “He basically kisses the ground that my little sisters walk on.”

Devyn glanced down at her phone when she felt it vibrate.

Mom: Can you at least try to be civil at Rogan’s birthday party?

Devyn wanted to groan at the thought of a big family gathering. She always had to be with her younger siblings and cousins because she wasn't considered old enough to hang out with the older crowd. There was never anyone around that was close to her age and it wasn't like she was going to sit down and discuss business with her family.

Her grandpa had hardly wanted to accept for her to work for their business department because he thought that there were other students more qualified. Her mom had immediately set him straight before Devyn could tell him that she didn't want to work for the company. Devyn didn't want to work for the company -- it was the last thing that she wanted, but after having a long discussion with her marketing professor, she knew that it would be best to jump start her career. There were so many things about the company that she didn't like, but she knew that it would give her the experience that she needed.

“I think we've established that Randy loves kids, but he's an asshole to everyone else.” Renee muttered pulling her out of her thoughts.

“I still don't know how he has friends.”

Renee laughed, loudly causing Devyn to smile, “Honestly, the only one that surprises me is Allen. He is such a sweetheart, but he somehow blends in with Randy better than the other two.”

“What about your boyfriend?”

“Him and John are the biggest goofballs.” Renee muttered, “Honestly, when they all get together, it's like some big clique. I'm only there because the guys think that I'm more like them than any of the other girls backstage.”

“You don't feel out of place when you're with them?”

“You get used to being around a bunch of guys. I just chose to click with some guys that aren't always the nicest.” Renee told her, “Trust me, you keep with me and you'll see what I mean. They're good guys on the inside.”

Devyn sent her a smile. Renee was really nice to her, unlike everyone else backstage. It was weird having someone actually treat her like she wasn't the boss’ daughter. She used to think that people didn't want to talk to her because they were scared that she would talk to her dad about everything.

She just hoped it would last because she knew that it was just bound to go wrong.

Friday, January 20th 2017

“How are you doing, sweetheart?”

Devyn smiled when her uncle pulled her to his side, “I'm doing great. It's been awhile since I've seen you.”

Shane smiled, “Your father isn't giving you a hard time on the road?”

“Nope, it's the other way around.” Devyn answered.

“Good, sometimes that man needs to be put in his place.”

Devyn always had Shane on her side, especially after everything that happened with Paul. Shane had always encouraged Devyn to speak her mind even if could get her in trouble. He knew that she had gone through a lot after the incident and she had basically become a different person afterwards.

“You get me so well.” Devyn muttered, “Did you get my gift? I wish I could have gone to your birthday dinner but grandpa has been keeping me busy.”

“Don't worry about it, but thank you for the shoes. I think I might wear them for Wrestlemania this year.”

“That's why I bought them. I knew that they would be perfect and Declan immediately fell in love with them.” Devyn smiled, “Have you seen mom? I haven't seen here since I got here.”

The number one reason that she was at the party was to see her mom. She had arrived over two hours ago, but she was running around with all the kids and she had spent almost an hour talking to her uncle Shawn. Her mom was always the number one person in her life, even if Devyn didn't agree with some of her choices.

“I think she was in the kitchen with your dad.”

She couldn't help but roll her eyes which caused Shane to laugh. She walked towards the kitchen, hoping that her mom was in a good mood. She hasn't seen her mom in almost a month because she's been so busy with school and work. She was happy that she only had a few more months before she graduated because working at the company was already stressful enough.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw the annoyed look on her mother's face as she pulled her arm away from her father. Her mom's expression immediately changed when she saw her.

“My baby!” Stephanie smiled, brightly as she pushed past Paul and moved towards her daughter. Devyn was immediately taken into her mother's arms, “Oh my god, look at you. I feel like it's been years.”

Devyn smiled as she hugged her mom back, “It's only been a couple of weeks, mom.”

Stephanie pulled away from her and gave her a look, “Don't ever tell me that. I am allowed to miss my baby, no matter how long she's away from me.”

Devyn knew that her mom hated being alone, especially now that her dad was on the road almost every single day, her mom had gotten lonely with just her younger siblings. Her little sisters are great company, but she couldn't really talk to them about what's been going on. Devyn understood her mom on another level because she had been with her through everything over the past couple of years. She had taken a semester off after getting her bachelor's degree to help her mom with her sisters. It had been just after the incident happened and her mom was in a depression, so Devyn had to step up and take care of them.

“If your grandfather has been working you too hard, just tell me the word and I'll put him in his place.” Stephanie added, forgetting that her husband was in the room, “I will not have him overworking you to prove a point.”

“I'm doing fine, mom, I promise.” Devyn told her, “I have been adjusting to working and studying, but I know that I need to just work hard.”

“That's my girl.” Stephanie smiled. Devyn knew that her mom would support her through anything. Stephanie had never once looked at her differently because she wasn't her biological daughter.

“Paul.” Devyn looked up and saw her uncle Shawn talking to her dad. Her dad’s face showed worry as he followed behind Shawn to the front door.

“What's going on?” Stephanie asked.

Paul stopped, briefly, “Randy’s outfront trying to leave.” He looked over at his daughter, “Come get Alanna.”

Devyn followed after him, her thoughts only on Alanna. She wrapped her arms around herself as soon as the cool night air hit her. The first thing she saw was Shawn leaning against the driver’s door of a truck, which obviously belonged to Randy. Randy stood in front of Shawn with a pissed off look on his face. He was slightly rocking side to side, which could only mean that he had a couple of drinks.

“Come on, Randy, just give me the keys.”

“Get her out of that car.” Paul told her as he went around to the driver’s side. Devyn opened the back door and immediately saw Alanna huddled up in the backseat.

“What's going on with daddy?” Alanna asked, quietly. Devyn could feel her heart break at the fear in Alanna's voice. Devyn undid her seatbelt, moving to help her out of the truck, “Why is he upset?”

“Tell her to leave my daughter in the car!”

Devyn flinched slightly at Randy’s loud voice, but didn't show too much fear so she wouldn't worry Alanna. Devyn sent the girl a smile as she helped her down.

Paul immediately shoved at Randy’s shoulder when he tried to go around the car. Devyn only glanced over at them as she shut the car door.

“Stop yelling, you're scaring your daughter.” Paul told him in a calm voice.

“I wanna go with daddy.” Alanna cried. Devyn looked at Alanna to see tears streaming down her face. Devyn really just wanted to pick her up and take her into the house, but they were about the same height and that was definitely not going to happen.

“Come on, sweetheart, let's get inside the house.” Devyn told her, wrapping her arm around her. She slowly led her back into the house, where her mother was ready to take her to the rest of the kids.

Paul gave him a stern look, which only made Randy more angry.

“Can you just get inside the house? I'm not letting you drive like this.” Paul told him.

“Who are you? My dad?” Randy asked, rhetorically.

Paul sighed. He was lucky that it was late at night, so most of the party guests have gone home. He should have been able to see how upset Randy was when he first showed up hours ago.

“Randy, come on, stop being stubborn.”

“I just want to take my daughter back to the hotel.” Randy said, angrily as he moved to push past Paul. Paul gave him a small shove to his shoulder, not letting him go past him.

“And I'm not letting you near your daughter when you're like this.” Paul looked over at Shawn, “You can go back inside, I got him.”

“Randy, I know-"

“You don't know anything.” Randy immediately cut him off.

“Randy-"

“What are you going to say, huh? That you understand what I'm going through?” Randy let out. Paul stepped closer to him, knowing that he was about to reach his breaking point, “You don't know what it's like to have your wife hate you for something that you couldn't control! She knows my job means that I'm not home often and she was okay with that, until she needed it as an excuse for what happened.”

“These things happen, Randy.” Paul told him, softly, “Kim has no right to blame you for what happened. You didn't know what would happen, Randy, and you can't be blaming yourself for it.”

Randy interlocked his fingers behind his head as he threw his head back. He felt all the anger leaving him as he looked up at the night sky. He felt like his head was spinning with everything that happened the past week. The miscarriage had created a large divide between him and Kim -- something that they had never experienced in their marriage.

“I wanted that baby.” Randy let out, “Do you know what it does to me when she's constantly telling me that it's my fault? It's not my fault that I was on the road and she knows that, so why would she do this to me?”

“Randy-”

“She's talking about filing for divorce.”

Paul walked towards his best friend. Randy was a good guy, despite him having his moments. He always wanted a family and he got his family because he deserved it. He went through a lot of shit in the first five years that he was with the company, but he got better because he wanted that family. Paul remembered when it was all twenty-eight year old Randy could talk about -- it all did change for the better when Alanna was born. Now, at thirty-six years old, Randy turned into a great man that Paul even looked up to.

“It'll all work out, Randy.” Paul told him, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. Randy didn't push him away as his eyes moved to the ground, “All I can say is it will go up from here. I know that you're upset about everything that's going on, but you have a little girl that hates seeing her father upset.”

Paul sighed, “You know that I would be more happy to give you some time off, but-"

Randy nodded, “I know I'm winning the rumble next week.”

“Let's get you some coffee.” Paul told him, trying to bring him back into the house, “I'll tell Shane to set up a room for you and Alanna.”

Randy let Paul lead him back into the house. Shane stood in the foyer, talking to Stephanie and his wife, Marissa.

“We set a room up for you, Randy. Alanna is in the kitchen with Devyn.” Shane told him as soon as he saw them walk into the house.

Devyn ignored the warning look that her dad gave her as he walked into the kitchen with Randy. Randy looked over to see his daughter sitting on the counter with a pink fabric wrapped in her small hands.

Paul immediately looked over at his daughter when he realized that Alanna was holding Devyn’s blanket.

“I made you coffee.” Devyn said, softly as she placed a mug down on the counter. Randy picked the mug up without giving it a second thought.

“Daddy, are you okay, now?” Alanna asked, hiding her face behind the blanket. Randy moved to sit on the stool. His hand came up to run through his daughter's blonde hair.

Devyn felt her dad's presence next to her as she washed the dishes that she used.

“You gave Alanna your blanket?”

“I told her that it helped me when I was upset.” Devyn answered, glancing over at Alanna who was curled up in her father's arms.

“I know that I call you childish sometimes, but I know that you act like the bigger person when you have to.” He told her. Devyn wanted to roll her eyes, but stopped herself, “I know you and Randy have a lot issues, but you decided to put that aside to help him out.”

Devyn looked up at her dad, “He may be a jerk, but I know he's going through a rough time.”

Devyn knew that it gave him no reason to act like a jerk to her, but she was giving him the benefit of the doubt. She hadn't seen him in days, not even last night when she and Renee hung out with the rest of the guys. She asked if it was just because of Alanna, but John told her that he was going through a rough time. He didn't deserve anything that he was going through.

Devyn smiled, slightly when her dad pressed a kiss to her forehead. She hasn't had a nice moment with her dad because she was always so paranoid. It was obvious that she took her mom's side after the incident happened and she has basically been against her dad since. They had their good days and they had their bad days -- more bad than good.

“Stephanie really did raise you right.” Paul told her. Paul walked over to Randy, who had a tight hold on his daughter. Devyn watched them from her place by the sink.

Randy looked over at Paul, “Thank you.”

Saturday, January 21st 2017
Early Morning

Devyn was curled up on her uncle's couch with a cup of tea when she heard big footsteps coming down the stairs. She glanced at the clock and saw that it was only about to be three in the morning. She had tossed and turned in her designated guest room for almost an hour before she came downstairs. She gave Alanna the blanket and without it she wouldn't sleep for the night. She was willing to sacrifice her sleep in order to let Alanna get over what happened tonight.

“Princess?”

Devyn didn't even bother looking over at him as soon as she heard the nickname. It was only a couple of hours ago when her dad had helped Randy up to bed. Randy had still been a little bit of it when he went upstairs, but she knew that he would have been fine in a few hours.

“I went to your room to look for you.” She could hear the tiredness in his voice, which made her finally look up at him. His eyes were slightly squinted at the light that filled the living room, but she could still see his red eyes. The bags underneath his eyes made it obvious that he hasn't been getting much sleep. The stubble on his chin stood out to her, considering that she hasn't seen him with a beard in a long time.

Devyn was pulled away from her thoughts when Randy placed her blanket on her lap. She immediately looked down at it.

“Get to bed, princess.” He told her in a stern voice, “I don't want you to have a sleepless night.”

Devyn was speechless as she watched him turn to walk away. She was about to speak when he stopped in his tracks at the bottom of the stairs.

“Thanks for everything you did tonight, princ-" He smiled over at her, “Devyn.”