"Catalina." His accented voice filled her ear and his tone laced with self deprecation. "…Catalina, this is probably a conversation we should be having face to face and not over the phone but I figure why the bloody hell not. We should have had this months ago, maybe even a year. We never where very good at being adults were we? You always sarcastic and hateful while I was always closed off and violent. I know your life hasn't been the best. I know that most people don't have any idea what you've been through. They might have heard parts of it from someone here, a whisper of truth from the rumor mill there, but the truth is no one knows yous not even me. I know you haven't told me everything. I know you still have secrets from me and I never pushed you for them. It's how we function."

His voice trailed off with a short laugh before he let out a muffled curse and the line went silent for a second. "…Wade"

"Sorry about that, as I was saying. It's how you and I function. It seems superficial but it's not and I've never felt the need to justify it to anyone. I knew what I knew, you knew what you knew. I'm sure you're frowning at me right now because you can tell what I'm about to do. I'm about to say fuck every one of the rules we've used for the past couple years. I should have said fuck them several months ago but I didn't. What if it ruined things? What if it broke them? Now that I think about it, they're were childish reasons. I knew about your dad, Justice, Jack ,and that prat Teddy. None of them bothered me. None of them made me want to ignore you and I'm sorry it took me so long to break the rules. I'm sorry, I have to break a promise I made to you a long time ago."

"Wade, stop." Her voice shook, a warning in those two little words.

"It's a promise I'd always intended to keep but sometimes…sometimes you can't control everything. Sometimes life tells you to fuck off and all you can do is nod your head and go with it. This is one of those times. I need you to promise me something though. I need you to promise me not to hurt yourself. I need you to promise me you're not going to give up on things, and I need you to promise me you're not going to go back to how you used to be. This isn't your fault, none of this is your fault. This time… somehow, it's my fault. I'm going to break that rule now and I'm going to tell you what i should have told you a long time ago."

For the first time, his voice shook "I love you Kitten, I always will."

In the background a shriek could be heard and the sound of things hitting the ground. "It's time to go now…sorry for breaking the rule."

"To save this message, press nine. To reply, press three. To delete press Seven."

Beep.

"Catalina.…Catalina, this is probably…"

The dark haired woman sat in the middle of her hotel room holding the phone close to her ear as she curled into a ball on her bed blankly at the wall in front of her. A newspaper clipping from a few days ago clutched in her hand it's headline in large bold block letters.

"Several WWE employee's dead in tragic plane crash."