DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT FOR THE PLOT. THANK WWE AND VINNY MAC FOR THE NAMES AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN :D

Before you read this - don't look like that, it's short - let me just say that this is my first ever pairing of these two. So yes, I want you to judge accordingly. Feedback! Feedback! Feedback! To add, like Walls Of Jericho, I won't stick too closely to the time line.

Enjoy!

The Sleeping Beauty.

Once upon a time there lived a princess in a castle. She was beautiful, fair, well-loved, and kind. However, in a high tower lived an evil witch who decided to put a spell on the princess. A spell that put the princess into a long, long slumber awaiting the kiss of a noble Prince. A kiss that would wake her up from her sleep.

I don't read fairytales. As far as childhood stories go, I was never a fan of the "happily ever afters". What can I say? I'm a boy.

However, when I heard about Sleeping Beauty, I realized just how ironic that story was in terms of it's closeness to mine. Actually, Sleeping Beauty is my story because you see, here in this castle called WWE sleeps a princess. I don't know how long this princess has been sleeping for, but if I had to count, about twenty seven years sounds about right. I wasn't around for those twenty seven years. I came in at around the ten year mark, but fact is, I've been here ever since.

I've been here right beside this sleeping princess that I could never even hope to wake up. Why? Well it's because even in the story of Sleeping Beauty, they fail to mention the solider that was always there. The one who missed that spell. The one standing by the princess for years, and years, and years. The one dressed in the clothes of a Prince.

How long.

Every time I see my princess I wonder just how long I have to stand by and watch. And wait. How long do I have to keep on hoping? Hoping that one day, you'd finally open your eyes and see me there standing, waiting there with an open heart that's ready to love. Ready to care. Ready to be placed in your gentle grasp.

I said I'd wait. Wait until you finally found the courage to let go. I never said i out loud. I had promised it to myself. But...now I wonder - just how long do I have to wait? Ten years? Twenty? Fifty?

One hundred?

I'd wait them all. You know I would. But you know, physically, I just can't because even though - like The Sleeping Beauty - time has stopped all around you, for me the clock keeps ticking. And now, I've come to realize that maybe I'm running out of time.

So, princess. How long do you want me to stand here and watch you sleep? Watch you hurt? Watch you cry?

Answer me. Please.

Please.