Chapter 10: If I Ain't Got You

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Punk knocked on the door of a small apartment that was ruin down and smelled of cigs and drugs.

This was where Sadie lived and raised her two children and this was where he was going to meet those two kids.

Sadie answered the door with a frown upon her face and a child on her hip and one behind her. The one on her hip looked exactly like Cody; baby blue eyes that woman would die over, dark brown hair- almost black and his nose. He had Sadie's lips though. The one behind her was a little older, probably by a year and looked about two making the one on her hip about one.

The one behind her looked more like her but he still had Cody's eyes and hair color. Without a doubt he knew these kids were Cody's.

"Come in," Sadie said, moving over. She put down the baby boy on the floor with the toys and told the oldest to sit on the couch.

"So these are your boys?" Punk asked.

"Yes. The one on the couch is Alexander Garrett Runnels and the one on the ground is Elijah Mason Runnels. Alex is two and Elijah is one."

"No dad?"

"Nope. Cody is the dad. We conceived Alex right before he left and we conceived Elijah the night he came to get his brothers stuff."

"He didn't question the kid that was running around?"

"The kid wasn't running around. Dusty had him."

"Dusty knows that Cody has a kid? Why wouldn't he tell him?"

"I asked him not to."

"Oh," Punk said.

"Mommy," Alex said, tugging at Sadie's pant leg.

"What baby?"

"Is he my daddy?"

"No he is our friend."

"What his name?" Alex said in a cute baby voice.

"My name is Phil," Punk said, smiling and kneeling down to Alex. "Want to be my friend?"

Alex nodded yes bashfully before running into his bedroom giggling.

"Cute kid."

"Thanks he looks a lot like Cody."

"I bet. So when you going to start training?"

"Whenever you want me to."

"See you at six and don't worry bring the kids," Punk said, smiling. "I've got to go for the show but I expect to see you there. I have someone you need to me. Well two actually."

"Okay." Sadie smiled. "I'll be there."

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Cody looked around the room he was in. He was trying to watch RAW and take notes like he was told to but he couldn't. He was thinking about everything that could go wrong on his debut the next week. That was probably his worst fear at the moment.

Cody had been getting a lot of guidance from Edge and Christian but that was about it. Everyone in the locker room hated him besides Edge, Christian and Chris Jericho, especially Randy Orton. He didn't know why Orton didn't like him. Cody always offered him gentle smiles and always shook his hand, or at least tried to. Randy had a problem with him and he just didn't know why. It was to the point were Cody didn't like being around him.

Randy always bumped into him on purpose and he glared at Cody like he had killed his mother or something. Maybe it was because he was the newbie. Nobody really liked the newbie because they thought they would take their spot but Randy had nothing to worry about. He was young, built like stone and he was the Legend Killer. Cody had nothing on Randy but yet he was his target.

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