Vonnie continued hearing from wrestlers. From Sunny talking to Sable about babies, Matt talking to Jeff about Lita, and then Shawn talking to Hunter about her. Vonnie's stomach churned as he continued and stopped but it was Sunny that interrupted the duo. Vonnie looks even more and was getting jealous. Sunny was kissing Shawn all over his face and hugging him and an awkward Hunter looks on.
Vonnie moves her head and Sunny fell down. "You're okay, love?" Shawn asked, holding Sunny up. Sunny nodded and brush her pink dress. "Yeah. These heels must stop my balance." Sunny chuckled, clacking her black stilettos. Vonnie was so upset. She was so caught up with her emotions that she noticed Shawn saying-
"She's here." Of course, she was close as there was a force connection. Vonnie heard footsteps coming to the table and as she tried to back away, she bumps her head. "Ow!" She cringed, rubbing her head. Shawn immediately rush to the table and Vonnie quickly close her eyes, imaging WCW at Houston. She was a goner as she opens her eyes and she was at the Reliant Stadium. Again, she used her small height to go backstage, trying to find Goldberg. While walking, cautiously, she heard men talking. She peaks through and noticed Sting and Diamond Dallas Page! Talking! They were supposed to be enemies. Vonnie was confused... What's going on?
As the two were walking, Vonnie hid and let them walk. "Hey, chica," A deep voice said, seductively. Vonnie turned around and noticed Razor Ramon. She got out of the way, hoping he would move but, he didn't. "Are you lost? Scram." Ramon hissed, pointing his toothpick at her. He also made the 'go away' gesture. Vonnie just looks at him, walking away and she turns to her head in her direction. Ramon noticed blood coming out his nose.
The poor girl went to a corner and grimaced, shivering. She sat down and hunch her legs to her chest, putting her head down. She starts crying, her face reddens as she whimper echo. Of course, it wasn't heard much because of the audience but it was heard by one person—Bill Goldberg.
"Hey, kid." His voice said, catching Vonnie's attention. Vonnie look and her mouth open as she noticed the man. "Goldberg?" She asked, questioning him. The man crouched to her height. "Hey, not gonna hurt you or anything. Are you okay? Where're your parents?" He asked, curiously. "I'm fine. It's just that," Vonnie didn't want to say she lives with a rival star, "I have no parents." Goldberg was surprised. The girl trespassed backstage but have no parents.
He might have to be the Savior for once. "Well, little girl, you can be with me for a while till we find your parents, okay?" Goldberg exclaimed. Vonnie's eyes widen a bit but deep down, she knows she's going to bring a war—not about ratings, though. But, pain.
At Goldberg's house, it was nothing fancy but nothing basic. It was just right. Vonnie just stood there, waiting for Goldberg to do something. "Uh, you can just, ya know, sit down," Goldberg said, pointing to a couch next to him. Vonnie sat down and waited for more. Goldberg put his bag down and walk away to some room that's not far from the main room.
"Oh my god," He washed his face, "I'm literally taking care of a child. A child that's not even mine." He turned off the sink and dry his face with a towel. He got out the restroom and closed the door gently. While walking to the main room, he noticed the girl still sitting, doing nothing. "Are you hungry?"
"No."
"Hm... Want to watch Television?"
"No."
The bald man sits next to her, not knowing what else to do or say. "Why... Were Sting and Page talking?" Vonnie asked. She didn't look at Goldberg. He raised a brow, confused. "Backstage, they were talking," Vonnie stated. "Wrestling isn't fake... But, not real. Scripted. Backstage, we're like a family but once we're in that ring, we're just raging soldiers." Goldberg explained. Vonnie took that saying to a deeper meaning but didn't know to verbally say it... Explain it. "Hey, what's your name?" Goldberg asked.
"Vonnie."
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As Shawn returned home, he quickly put his bag away and anxiously breathe. "Vonnie!" He yelled, looking around. No response. It usually takes 10 seconds for Vonnie to respond but it was more than 10. Shawn has never been so anxious as he runs up and down stairs, seeing no sign of Vonnie. There could be ... There are 2 signs: Vonnie let herself go OR she was kidnapped.
Shawn dropped to his knees in despair. He doesn't know if he should be disappointed or just... Blame himself. He was tired but no tired and the kid wasn't even his but he's all she got. "Oh my god... Oh my god..." He stammered panic mode. Shawn grabbed his phone and called Hunter. "I need your help." He said.
"So, she's missing," Hunter said, simply. "Yeah. I told her NOT to go outside and what did she do? Go outside!" Shawn groaned, annoyed. "But, what if the government take her?" Hunter suggested. "I'm also thinking that," Shawn said. "I can help find her. You looked at her where?" Hunter asked. The two looked around the house, lazily. "Both stadium and home," Shawn answered, looking down. "Hm. No wonder. Should you look all over San Antonio?" Hunter asked. "Vonnie isn't interested but only interested when she's with me, WWF, her powers, and spinach. So, she can care less..." Shawn sighed, sounding a bit despairful. "Hey, buddy, you sound so sad. She must mean a lot to you." Hunter comforted. Shawn didn't answer for a moment and nodded. "She's not my daughter and I'm not her Dad but I grew a bond with her." He sighed. "So, that's why you act a bit calm?" Hunter asked. Shawn didn't look at him but cross his arms. "Pretty much." Shawn nodded.
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Vonnie heard noises and walk to the noise, noticing Goldberg training. "Billy," Vonnie said, saying his nickname, "What are you doing?" Goldberg stopped training and look at Vonnie. "Practicing." He told, putting his fists on his hips. "Really? Can I come in?" Vonnie asked. "Do you want to smell like sweat?" Goldberg asked. Vonnie shakes her head and sat down against the wall. Goldberg continued training while talking to her. "Do you remember the names or looks of your parents?" He asked, punching and kicking the punching bag. Vonnie gave out a slight pause before answering. "Strawberry blonde hair. Blue eyes..." She described. She was secretly describing Shawn. "Hm, must have a nice looking parent." Goldberg chuckled, his Oklahoma accent coming on. They are in Oklahoma, anyway. "I'm adopted," Vonnie said. Goldberg paused his training and looked at Vonnie. "Really?! You know your biological parent?" He asked. Nothing came out of Vonnie's mouth. Negative.
"Vonnie, do you want to go with me to visit a few people?" Goldberg asked, catching his breath. Vonnie stood up and nodded. "Alright... Shit. I don't have any clothes for you. Hold on." He said, walking out and going to his bedroom. He grabbed a baggy, black shirt and small, tight blue shorts. As he walks out, he jumped as Vonnie was in front of him. "Holy fu- Here's your clothing." He said, giving Vonnie 'her' clothes.
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At Kansas, where the next WCW will take place, Bill and Vonnie walk inside the restaurant. Bill looked around and noticed Dallas Page, Steve (Sting), Kevin, and Scott. The two walked to the table and sat down, greeted with 'Hey's. "Hey, guys." Bill smiled, giving Vonnie her menu. Kevin noticed Vonnie and was shocked. "What the- You have a kid, Bill? Who's the girl?" He asked, pointing at Vonnie. Vonnie pulled out sunglasses Bill given her and put them on. Kevin then faced to Scott and whispered something to him, which Scott agreed. "She's my daughter." Bill lied, knowing Vonnie can handle it.
"No wonder," Dallas piped in, "She's quiet, just like you." He laughed. The wrestlers, besides Vonnie, Bill, and maybe Steve, laughed at the joke. Dallas caught their serious expression and made another joke. Even though Kevin laughed, he noticed something about Vonnie. She looks like a person he used to work with.
"So, she said 'Yes' and then slap me. What a dumb bitch!" Scott exclaimed. Goldie and Vonnie didn't find the humorous appeal so only Goldberg forced a chuckle. Vonnie messes with her spinach dip with the chips. "So, little one, what's your name?" Steve asked, touching Vonnie's arm. His hand, along with her arm, were so cold. "Vonnie," Vonnie muttered, not looking at Steve. "Pretty name. I never knew William has a daughter." Steve gasped. "William?" Vonnie repeated, questioning. "William is his real name," Steve said.
Vonnie looks down, not wanting to look at anyone, a bit aware of the danger she's putting herself through. Everyone. "Hey, yo.." Scott uttered. He gained the girl's attention. "Your name Vonnie, right?" He asked, raising a brow. "Yes." Vonnie nodded. "Did not know you're his daughter. Goldberg winning impress you, huh?" He asked, chuckling. Dallas, Goldie, and Steve were out for a drink. "I guess...," Vonnie shrugged, "His existence impress me." She muttered. "Ha! Such words for a 5-year-old." Kevin barged. "I'm not 5," Vonnie said, her voice hissing. Her worst memories came when she was 5 years old. "Then, how old are you?" Kevin asked. "I don't know... I've never keep track." Vonnie shrugged. "Hahaha. How the hell you don't know how old you are? And you're saying you're 5!" Kevin laughed. Vonnie was humiliated but inside, raging. She would yell but they would know. "I'm either 11 or 12," Vonnie muttered. Goldberg came back and was asked, by Scott, how old is Vonnie. "10," Goldberg answered. All she can do is a snarl.
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Bret was walking to the owner of WWE/F- Vince McMahon's office. He was smirking as he walks down the hall. He remembers when Shawn put the Sharpshooter on him and the bell ring. The poor man didn't even submit. He noticed Vince applauding Shawn and wanted security to walk him down to backstage with the title. He was going to make both lives, mainly Shawn, living hell as he knocked on Vince's door and the door quickly open. "Hello?" Vince asked, looking around before seeing Bret. "Oh, hi, Bret." Poor, old man doesn't even know what's going to hit him.