Full Summary: Follow along and watch as the big 5 crime families in North America fight for power and to stay on top of the hill: The McMahons, in their determination to stay on top, work with the Ortons to put a plan together that would give them access to the southern ports that the Del Rio and Anoa'i families hold also and cut into the large piece of the drug trade the Del Rio and Anoa'i families have, The Harts just want that rivalry to stay south of the Canadian border, and Seth wants to know why he has to attend the big family meeting when he isn't even involved in the family business.

Disclaimer: I do not know nor do I own any of the people mentioned in this fan fiction. I do not claim any of this to be true. I make no money from this.

Warning: This story contains m/m slash, femslash, Mpreg, Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics, domestic violence, character death, adult language, themes, and suggestions.

A/N1: If you read The Maid in Tampa, then you know I said I was working on a Crime fiction story. Well this is it, so please read and enjoy!

The McMahons

"Your coffee, sir." The butler said as he placed the white and gold coffee cup down on the oak wood board meeting table. Vince McMahon, alpha and leader of the McMahon family, looked up from his newspaper and thanked his butler before taking a sip of his coffee.

"You use different coffee beans?" Vince asked and the butler nodded. "I like these, throw the old ones out and continue to use these." Vince ordered and the butler nodded.

"Right away, sir." The butler said and turned to leave the room but before he could leave Eric Bischoff-McMahon, omega and spouse of Vince McMahon entered the room.

"Good morning." Eric said to Vince and the butler. "Can you bring me coffee as well?" Eric asked and the butler nodded and quickly left the room. Eric went over and kissed Vince on the lips before sitting down. "How are you feeling dear?" Eric asked and Vince let out a loud and long sigh.

Today, they would be leaving their home and going to Florida for the annual "Family Meeting." Every year, all five crime families would get together and discuss business. By openly discussing business with one another, this kept the families from stepping on each other's toes and intruding on their territory. It kept the fights and killings down. The meeting location rotated every year because a different family hosted the meetings every year.

"What will be so bad about this year from the last?" Eric asked and Vince looked up from his newspaper and over at Eric.

"Oh, I don't know…the fact that the fucking Samoans are hosting it." Vince said and Eric rolled his eyes. The McMahons and the Anoa'i families have always had a tense relationship because of the Anoa'i family's control over the southern ports. The tensions grew when a member of the Del Rio family married a member of the Anoa'i family, which gave the Anoa'i and Del Rio family complete control of the south, southwest, and west coast ports. In order for the McMahon family to smuggle drugs and people into the country, they either had to have the shipments make the long journey up the east coast or pay an outrageous amount of money to the Anoa'i or Del Rio family to use their ports.

"Well old man Del Rio died…this could be an opportunity for you to make a new deal with Alberto." Eric suggested and Vince shook his head.

"No. I'm sure Alberto's father left him precise instructions and if he has half the amount of smarts his old man had, then he'll follow those instructions to the letter." Vince explained and let out a growl. "Fucking Samoans and fucking Mexicans…there was a time when we owned them."

"Vince." Eric said sternly. He wasn't in the mood to hear one of his husband's racist rants.

"What? I'm just saying…" Vince trailed off as he flipped the page of the newspaper. Eric sighed and rolled his eyes. Vince was a smart and powerful man, Eric had always been attracted to the power, but there were parts of Vince that weren't so attractive…like his racist nature. "I talked to Shane yesterday…" Vince mentioned and Eric perked up at the mention of his middle child. Shane McMahon was their beta son. Since Shane was the middle child and a beta, he always felt like he had something to prove to his parents. He had to show that he was tough enough to be apart of the McMahon crime family. The attitude that he held, of constantly having to prove himself, meant that he was gone a lot making deals and doing dirt in order to impress his father.

"You talked to Shane?" Eric questioned and Vince nodded. "What did he say?" Eric asked and Vince sighed.

"He wants to start his own family." Vince confessed and Eric groaned.

"Goddamn it, Vincent." Eric groaned. "He can't start his own family. It's too dangerous. The drug game is already running thin." Eric explained.

"I know." Vince started. "That's why I told him that we'd discuss it at the meeting. We'd put it up for a vote and then I'll tell him the results."

"You aren't really going to put this up for a vote, are you?" Eric asked and Vince shook his head.

"God no." Vince said. "Ata would chop off my balls if I even brought the idea up…I'm going to tell Shane that we brought it up for a vote and they voted no." Vince said and Eric let out a groan. He didn't like lying to his children. Vince leaned over the table and took Eric's hand. "Eric, this is what's best for business."

Eric nodded. "I know, I know…when we get back from this meeting, we have to make shit right with Shane. You gotta start treating him like an equal…like how you treat Hunter and Stephanie." Eric explained and Vince nodded.

Hunter Hearst Helmsley McMahon is the oldest son, alpha, and the heir to the McMahon family throne. When Vince dies, because he'll never just step down, Hunter will take over the family. Stephanie Marie McMahon, only daughter and also an alpha, will be in the number two and Shane was always destined to be a distance number three. When it came to alpha, beta, and omegas, Vince was very old fashion. He believed alphas were the physically imposing leaders of the family, omegas were the intelligent child bearing nurturers and betas were just betas. They were only average and only good to do average jobs. Eric knew that when Shane was born and declared a beta at birth, he would never have a fair shot in this business. Eric would have rather had an omega child than a beta. At least then, Vince would have seen something useful in that child. Omegas were not only known for their fertility and nurturing ways, but omegas usually had above average intelligence. Some of the greatest scientist and innovators were omegas. Vince would have used an omega child to do the books or work on contracts. Vince just used Shane to do pick ups and drop offs. Vince doesn't trust him to handle anything bigger. He won't even let Shane go to the annual family meeting. When Shane was younger, Eric tried to steer him away from the business because of his unfair chance in running anything in the business. He tried to convince Shane to go to college and have a different career, but the pull of fast and easy money was too strong and Shane was attracted to the business like a moth to a flame.

"Where are our other children?" Vince asked as he looked at his watch. "They know we have that thing with the Ortons." Vince said and Eric smiled. The best thing about the family meetings is that he would be able to see his twin sister Elaine Orton. When Eric married Vince and Elaine married Bob Orton, it solidified the McMahon-Orton relationship. The two families always had each others backs and did whatever they could for one another.

"They'll be here soon." Eric said. "They know this is important." Eric reasoned and a few moments later, the door to the room opened and Vince looked over to see his oldest son walk in.

"Hunter." Vince said and stood up and hugged his son. He was so proud of his alpha son. He was big, strong, and had an amazing omega by his side. He had no doubt that Hunter would be able to lead this family into success.

"Pops, how are you man?" Hunter asked as he hugged his dad. Vince stepped back to look at his son and smiled.

"I'm fine." Vince said. "I'm ready to get this meeting shit over with." Vince said and Hunter nodded in agreement. Vince then moved over to hug his son's omega.

"Dean, how are you?" Vince said and hugged Dean. Dean Ambrose McMahon had really grown on Vince over the years. The boy came from the streets of Ohio and since he was raised on the streets, he didn't act like a typical omega. He wasn't docile, delicate, and submissive. He was strong and dominant. Dean reminded him of Eric. Dean loved his husband and would obey him, but he didn't just roll over and take anything. Dean had a lot of say in what he and Hunter did.

"I'm good pops." Dean said before moving to hug Eric. Eric hugged Dean and smiled.

"You seem to be losing weight. You need to get those hips bigger if you want carry a healthy child." Eric teased.

"Pa, please…come on." Hunter said as he hugged Eric. Vince and Eric had been pressuring Hunter and Dean to have kids for some time now. Vince and Eric weren't getting any younger and they wanted grandkids.

"Alright, alright." Eric said in defeat and let Hunter go and sit by Dean.

"Where is your sister?" Vince asked.

"I'm right here." Stephanie called out from the doorway. Vince smiled and went over to hug Stephanie and then went to hug AJ Lee McMahon, Stephanie's wife and omega. Stephanie and AJ had more of a traditional relationship. Stephanie was the dominant alpha and AJ was a more docile omega. AJ rarely spoke out or against Stephanie but when she did, she always had a good point to make. AJ was highly intelligent and slightly crazy, but Vince assumed that's why Stephanie liked her.

"AJ, can you get the Skype shit up and running?" Vince asked and AJ nodded.

"Sure, Vince."

The Del Rios

"Yeah Ata, we're ready to go. We're just waiting on Rey to get here. We're all going to drive from my house to the air strip." Alberto explained to the Samoan woman on the other end of the line. "Hunico is going to stay with Joseph…" Alberto explained and then let out a laugh. "I'll make sure Ricardo brings the pictures. Love you too, see you then…bye." Alberto said and hung up the phone and laid back in his chair.

Alberto sighed as he thought about the family meeting that was scheduled to take place. He was excited and nervous to go. He had been to these meeting in the past, but this was the first time that he would actually be sitting at the table making decisions. Alberto's father died from an unknown illness a few months ago and Alberto took over immediately following his death. Alberto always felt that the circumstances surrounding his father's death were weird, but Alberto left it alone and buried his father and his suspicions with him, but the alpha was still reeling from his death. Alberto's father, Jose, was Alberto's best friend and Alberto loved his father dearly. He also wanted to make his father proud by running this family the right way and making them even more successful. He was always worried that he'd disappoint him. His father had a great vision for his family and Alberto wanted to see that vision through.

"Hey baby." Alberto looked toward the door when he heard a voice and smiled at his husband standing in the doorway. Alberto watched as Ricardo Rodriguez Del Rio walked across the room and sat down in Alberto's lap. "You okay, baby?" Ricardo asked and Alberto nodded and kissed his omega on the lips. Ricardo was the love of Alberto's life. The two had been together since high school and Alberto knew in grade ten that he would marry Ricardo. It also helped that Alberto's father loved Ricardo as well. Jose put Ricardo's supply chain and logistics management degree to good use and Ricardo was able to put in place a supply chain that allowed drugs to flow from around the world to Mexico cheaply. These drugs could then be distributed in the Americas for cheaper prices, giving them more market share and more money. This allowed the Del Rios to become major players in the criminal underworld and got them their seat at the annual conference.

The Del Rios also were involved in the sex industry, both the legal and illegal sides. The Del Rios owned and operated a legit porn studio called El Patron Pictures. El Patron not only produced porn movies, but also produced sex toys, magazines, and had a pay per view television channel. The studio was at first just used to embezzle money made through illegal practices through the studio and wasn't looked at too much, but Alberto built up the studio and now the studio was making millions of dollars a year. The Del Rios also dealt in prostitution. They had brothels on both sides of the border, but it was much easier to run the brothels in Mexico because prostitution was legal in some areas of Mexico and in the areas were is wasn't legal, Alberto could always pay them off with a bribe. All of their businesses were doing good and they were making a ton of money. "Tell me what's on your mind baby." Ricardo pressed Alberto and Alberto gave in with a sigh.

"I'm just thinking about my dad, amor." Ablerto answered and Ricardo nodded.

"I miss him too and Joseph misses his grandpa." Ricardo said. "But Jose would want to think of him during the good times." Ricardo reminded Alberto. Ricardo was right, he was always right.

"Hey lovebirds, sorry I'm late." A voice from the door called out and Alberto and Ricardo looked up to see Alberto's cousin, Rey Mysterio, come through the door. Alberto's father and Rey's mother were brother and sister, making Alberto and Rey first cousins, but Alberto and Rey referred to one another as brothers. They grew up together and formed a close bond over the years, a bond that only brothers could share.

Alberto chuckled and shook his head. "You're always late." Alberto joked as he looked at Rey. Rey was very unusual for an alpha. Alphas were normally tall and physical imposing. Male alpha's stood at least six feet tall and weighted well over two hundred pounds, but Rey was only about five feet seven inches tall and only weighted one hundred and seventy pounds. His attitude and demeanor was also different from a normal alpha. Alphas were naturally extroverted, they liked to be seen and heard when they walked into a room and wanted their presence to be felt, while Rey was an introvert. Rey was also sweeter and kinder than the average alpha, but Rey still had the dominance streak that all alphas have.

"Well, I'm here now so lets go." Rey said and the couple nodded and stood up. The trio left Alberto's office and walked down the hall to the living room, where Joseph and Hunico were playing together.

"Joseph." Ricardo called out and Joseph looked up and ran over to his parents. Alberto smiled and picked up Joseph and hugged him before looking his son over. He was amazed at how much his son looked like him.

"You know, me and your papa are going to Miami for the meeting-." Alberto started but was quickly cut off.

"Why can't I go?" Joseph asked and Alberto laughed. He could see Joseph's alpha coming out.

"Because you're five." Ricardo said before kissing Joseph's cheek. "We'll bring you some goodies back and Ata's love." Ricardo reasoned with Joseph and Joseph nodded.

"Tell aunt Ata I love her." Joseph said and Alberto said he would before kissing Joseph's forehead and put him down.

"See you later, son." Alberto said before talking Ricardo's hand. "Hunico, call if you need anything." Alberto called out before leaving the living room and walking outside to the car with Ricardo and Rey.

"I can't wait to see Rosa." Rey said as he slid into the black limo that would take the trio to the airstrip. Rosa is Rey's little sister and she is married to Ata's nephew, Jey Uso-Anoa'i. This marriage made the relationship between the Del Rios and the Anoa'I families tighter and stronger than ever. Rey hates to think what would be come of the their family's relationship with the Anoa'I family if Jey and Rosa ever broke up.

"Yeah, I can't wait to see her…I miss her." Alberto spoke as he looked out the window and watched the scenery change as the limo took them from his home to the airstrip, where he would have to play nice and pretend to be someone else for a few days.

The Ortons

Randy Orton grinned at himself in his rearview mirror as he sat in his car in front of his parent's home. They would be having a meeting with their in-laws before flying to Miami to have the annual family meeting. He was looking forward to seeing his in-laws. He always admired the McMahons, especially Vince. Vince was an aggressive and ruthless alpha and Randy always strived to be more like him. He always felt like his own father, Bob Orton, was too weak to be an alpha. When he was younger, he often thought his father was actually a beta because he was just too average to be an alpha. Randy tore his eyes away from his own reflection and looked over at Dolph, his omega. Dolph and Randy weren't married, but Randy considered Dolph to be his. He knew the little blond omega wasn't going anywhere.

"We are having a meeting with the McMahons, so you go upstairs and hang-out with Seth until we finish." Randy ordered and Dolph nodded.

"Yes, Randy." Dolph said. Dolph knew better than to say anything else. He didn't want to be backhanded by Randy. Randy smiled and leaned over and pressed his lips to Dolph's cheek.

"Lets go." Randy said and the couple got out of the car and walked up to the door. Randy knocked on the door and waiting only a few seconds before the door opened and he was greeted by her mother.

"Randy, Dolph." Elaine said and reached up and hugged the both of them. "Come in, come in." The omega exclaimed and Randy and Dolph entered the home.

"Where's Seth?" Randy asked.

"Upstairs, in his room." Elaine answered and Randy looked over at Dolph and pointed to the stairs, which Dolph quickly climbed and went up to Seth's room. Elaine sighed and looked back at Randy. She hated how her son treated Dolph, but she was an old school omega. It wasn't her place to get involved in their relationship.

"Come on." Elaine started. "Lets go to your dad's office and start."

Seth Rollins Orton sighed as he laid across his bed. He didn't understand why he had to go to the family meeting this year. He wanted absolutely nothing to do with the family business. Sure, the Ortons owned a few legit businesses but the majority of the money came from drugs and Seth wanted no part of the illicit trade. Seth was going to Saint Louis University and was studying to become a medical examiner. The twenty-one year old omega was in the second year of medical school and he loved every minute of it. While for most people medical school was stressful and difficult, Seth felt it liberating. It was liberating him from his family and their business.

"Seth…" Dolph called out from the door and Seth sat up on his bed and looked over at Dolph and smiled.

"Dolph!" Seth exclaimed and held his arms open as Dolph walked over to him and hugged Seth. Dolph sat down on the bed as Seth pulled away and looked Dolph over. Seth saw the bruises on Dolph's neck and sighed.

"You should leave my brother." Seth said as he reached up and touched Dolph's neck. Dolph quickly pulled back and sighed. There was no love loss between Seth and Randy. They were always at odds growing up and they were never close. If Randy dropped off the face of the Earth, Seth wouldn't care.

"Seth…" Dolph said and looked up at Seth. "Randy loves me."

Seth scoffed. "Yeah…I'll be sure to say that when I read the eulogy at your funeral."

"Hey." The two omegas looked up when they heard a voice at the door and saw Randy standing there. "Let's go." Randy said. Seth and Dolph slid off the bed and Seth grabbed his bag before following Randy and Dolph downstairs and out the door to a meeting he knew nothing about and had no desire to learn anything about.

The Harts

Bret Hart stood on his balcony and looked out at the vast amount of land on his estate. The alpha just loved looked at his estate and appreciate everything he had, especially after his recent scare with death. The alpha suffered a stroke last year and had recovered from it beautifully. The doctor told Bret that he had the fastest recovery he had ever seen. Bret credited his speedy recovery to his husband, Shawn. The omega turned into a mother hen and made sure Bret took his medication and was well rested. Bret credited his speedy recovery to Shawn.

"Guess who." A voice rang out behind him as a pair of hands covered his eyes. Bret let out a chuckle and reached up to remove the hands from his eyes and turned around to look at his husband. Shawn smiled before quickly kissing Bret on the lips. "Everything is packed and ready to go, just waiting on the children." Shawn explained and Bret sighed.

"I don't even know why we have to go." Bret said. "It's not like we compete with them." Bret explained. While the other four families were in the drug and sex business, the Harts were only in the weapons business. The Harts were weapons traffickers. The Harts had a legal weapons manufacturing business that had a major contract with the Canadian military. They supplied the military with the weapons they need and they would sell any extra weapons to other groups. They primarily sold their excess supply to the Irish Republican Army, or the IRA.

"You know they're going to want to talk about their contracts with you." Shawn mentioned and Bret nodded. Since the Harts weren't in the drugs and sex business, the Harts allowed the other four families to do business in Canada, for a fee. Bret split Canada up and gave each of the four families a piece of territory for them to sell their drugs and prostitutes in and every month, Bret took ten percent of whatever was earned. Bret wasn't so sure about the deal at first, but it turned out to be a very profitable deal.

"I thought you said you were collecting pa." A voice called out and the couple turned around to see their oldest son, Christian, and his beta wife, Paige, walking towards them. The alpha child was second in command and would take over the illegal operations when Bret retired or died. Christian and Paige reminded Bret a lot of himself and Shawn. They were book smart, but they had more street smarts than anything else. They were tough and could handle anything that came at them. He knew they would be ready for the hard life the underground world offered.

"I told you they were up here talking." Another voice rang out and this time it was Bret and Shawn's youngest son, Adam. Adam was their omega child and was head of the weapons manufacturing company. Adam and his alpha husband, Chris Jericho, ran the company and kept everything in shape. Adam and Chris shared a business six sense that neither Bret or Shawn ever had. They just knew what to do and when to do it when it came to the company. Adam preferred to not be involved with the illegal side of things, but stepped up when he had to.

"Can we just get this show on the road?" A female voice said and Shawn looked over Christian shoulder to see their alpha daughter, Natalya and her omega wife, Eva Marie. Bret smiled as he looked at Eva. Bret really doubted the girl when he first saw her. The way she acted and dressed made Bret think she was one of those rare stupid omegas, but he happened to be a real asset to the family. She held a masters in biochemistry and was working on her doctorate. With her skills, she could manufacture biochemical weapons that could be sold at a high price on the black market.

"Alright, alright…lets go." Shawn said as he took Bret's hand and they both led their family out the door, wondering what Tampa would offer them.

The Anoa'I Family

"Make sure you bring those picture…alright Alberto, I love you…see you soon. Bye-bye." Ata Anoa'I hung up the phone and smiled as she walked into her living room to see her family setting up everything. Ata just loved hosting the family meetings. The alpha female loved the opportunity it gave her to show off and provide the Anoa'I family was the dominate family. She especially loved to show off in front of the McMahons. She hated Vince with a passion and honestly couldn't wait until he died. Ata watched as her sons picked up a piece of furniture and started to move it against the far wall.

"No, not that wall. The left wall!" Ata called out and both boys huffed. "Don't you huff at me Dwayne and Roman." Dwayne Anoa'I, also know as Rock, was Ata's only biological child. Her alpha son was expected to take over after Ata died, because she would never retire, and Dwayne was more than ready to take over for her. He was already doing so much when it came to their drug trade. Roman Reigns-Anoa'I was technically Ata's nephew, but Ata raised Roman as her own when Roman's mother, Ata's sister, and father were killed twenty-five years ago. Ata's sister's death had been a hired hit. Ata always suspected the McMahons for ordering the hit on her sister, because her sister was in the process of securing a relationship with the Venezuelans that would have disrupted the McMahon's flow of drugs, but Ata never had enough evidence to order a retaliation hit so Ata just kept search for the evidence and burying the pain of the hit deep down inside. Roman was an alpha, and like Dwayne, he was more than ready to handle to challenges that came along with the life. Roman was always more serious and intense that Dwayne, which came in handy many times. No one dared to mess with Roman or anyone close to him, for fear of what he would do.

"Anyone want food?" Ata turned around to see her son-in-law, Evan, staring back at her holding a platter of finger foods. Ata chuckled and took the platter from Evan and sat it down on the table.

"I should have known you were in their cooking, you just can't stay off your feet Evan." Ata said and then went to help the six months pregnant omega sit down.

"I just get so bored. I have to do something." Evan said and grabbed a mozzarella stick and started to munch on it. Dwayne and Roman dropped the couch off in its spot and went over to the food. Dwayne went to sit next to Evan and placed his hand on Evan's bump. Ata smiled as she watched them interact. She just the love between them and she was so happy that Dwayne had found someone to spend his life with. Evan was exactly what Ata had hoped for in a son-in-law, now if she could only find someone for Roman. Ata looked over at Roman and watched him eat a chicken wing. Roman had always been a bit of a loner, and Roman was always quick to say he didn't want a romantic relationship, but Ata was determined to find someone for him.

"We're here!" Ata heard two voices call out and a smile spread across her face when she saw her twin nephews walk into the living room carrying pans of what Ata assumed was food. The beta twins, Jimmy and Jey, were much sillier than Roman and Dwayne and were very carefree. Ata didn't know how they were able to have that attitude, being the family enforcers, but Ata didn't question it. A few seconds later, Rosa and Naomi appeared by the twins. Rosa Del Rio-Anoa'I was married to Jey and Naomi was engaged to Jimmy. They would be getting married in a few months.

"Where should we put everything mama?" Jey asked.

"They're a lot more." Jimmy added and Ata stood up and walked over to them.

"Bring everything to the kitchen." Ata said and they followed her like ducklings into the kitchen and sat everything down.

"You ready for this meeting mama." Jey asked and Ata nodded.

"Yeah, I'm ready." Ata answered. "After all, I was born for this."

"Lets just hope everyone stays in line." Jimmy said and Jey nodded in agreement.

"Don't worry." Ata said. "These things always run smoothly." Ata reassured them.

"But if something does happen, we have a backup plan, right?" Jey asked and Ata gave him a wide smirk.

"Of course."

A/N: I hope you liked the start to A Crime of Passion. Please tell me what you think, things will definitely pick up in the later chapters. I don't currently have a set updating schedule. I will try to update as quickly as I can but I get really busy sometimes and I just won't have time to write.

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