Okay. Time for a disclaimer. I own none of the talented wonderful men in this story. If I did... Well I wouldn't just be writing about it that's for sure! I'm honestly not sure where it's headed but I feel it might be a more realistic story. Probably will be a slow-burn for the main couple, if I'm able to resist. At this point, until things are more written out, it's an OC/? story. It will either be with Seth, Roman, or Dean, but it'll be determined for sure at a later time. I'd like to know though if you guys like it enough for me to continue, because I'm unsure of it myself.

"Oh dear, that's a boys costume. The girl section is-"

"No, I wanna be super guy!"

Leecie looked up from the cart where she was sorting through the discount Halloween items when she heard her daughter speak up.

"There are super girl costumes over there," the store attendant said.

"No! Super guy. I don't wanna wear the pink ones or the dresses. Super guy wears blue and red and yellow tights and a cape," the little five year old red head said, getting that wrinkle in between her eyebrows signaling her defiance.

"Rose, it's Superman not super guy, and let me see that," Leecie said, reaching out.

Her daughter wilted and brought the costume over.

"We can't get this," Leecie said.

"You see, your mommy agrees that girls wear girl clothes, not boy clothes."

The little girl screwed up her face in what looked to be agonizing sadness. Leecie snapped her gaze up and shook her head sternly. She hated that exact attitude the woman was sporting.

"No, we can't get it because it's a size 3T, she's a size 6 or 7, do you got any more around here?" Leecie asked, being sure to sugar coat her voice with as much venom as she could.

The older woman looked shocked then disgruntled. Rose let out a squeal of excitement as she went digging through the piles of clothing.

"We'll find one," Leecie assured her daughter as he helped look.

The worker let out low grumbling insults to which the young mother just ignored.

"Found it!" Rose cried, "I can really be Superman mommy?"

"Of course you can!" Leecie replied, feeling delight swell in her chest as she saw the excitement on the small freckled face that mirrored her own so well.

"It's too bad they don't have wrestling costumes," Rose said suddenly, piquing her mother's interest.

"Why's that?" Leecie asked as she returned to the cart she had previously been in.

"Because, you could be Becky Lynch mommy, you have red hair like hers almost, and you're tall like her and-"

"Honey, I'm actually really short, you're just shorter than me," Leecie teased her, while raking through costume makeup.

Little arms crossed across the chest, Rose stared at her.

"Well, that's rude," she said.

A loud male laugh sounded from behind them and Leecie looked up in surprise. Said man was looking at some items on the shelf so Leecie couldn't see his face but he seemed to be a looker. He was tall, broad shouldered, long black hair. He reminded her of Roman Reigns in a way.

"You're pretty sassy for being so young, reminds me of my daughter really," the hulking man said, turning with a grin, "Sorry, I couldn't help but overhear".

Leecie's mouth dropped open as she tried to speak. Finally she regained her composure.

"It-It's okay, she is really a spitfire," Leecie replied, trying to tame down the fire burning in her face.

"Holy crow! Are you Roman Reigns?!"

Leecie looked on in amusement as Rose ran forward. Roman knelt and put out his hand.

"That I am, what's your name beautiful?"

Rose had the gall to giggle and knock his hand out of the way, hugging him tightly. He looked stunned for a second before smiling and patting her back.

"I'm Rose!"

"Okay, Rose, off. You know not to hug strangers," Leecie warned her.

"But he's not a stranger. He's Roman Reigns!" nevertheless the young redhead stepped back and grinned at the Samoan man, "You and Dean are my favorites! I used to like Seth but he turned into a bad guy, but I'm still sad he's hurt. Are you and Dean going to fight for the world champ- cham-we-on ship?"

Biting her lip, Leecie watched on, torn between pulling her daughter away from bothering the gorgeous man and letting her get her fill in.

"We will be, with Alberto and Kevin. You gonna watch?" Roman asked.

"Of course!" Rose said, rolling her eyes, "We always watch every wrestling thing ever since I was born! I don't think daddy ever did though. He didn't like wrestling. But mommy never misses a match with you and Dean anyway. She loves you two, says-"

"Ooookay!" Leecie squeaked, jumping and putting her hand over the young girl's mouth lest she spill any more embarrassing secrets, "Thank you for being kind and talking to her, but we're gonna go."

Roman rose to his full height and grinned at the flustered ginger woman.

"I didn't catch your name," he said, extending his hand.

"Uh, Leecie," she said, "Again, thanks, I'm so sorry for her forwardness, she's not too shy."

She used every once of self restraint to not scream right on the spot when he shook her hand gently.

"Unlike her mother huh?" he asked.

Turning bright red to her roots, she nodded.

"Yeah, I don't do too well meeting new people, let alone superstars. I'm kind of an awkward penguin," she joked.

"Hey mommy, can I get a sword and kunai set? I wanna be a ninja on turkey day!"

"What?" she asked in surprise, turning to see Rose holding up the set, "Why on earth would you be a ninja on turkey day?"

"Because! Someone has to be there to kill the turkey if it tries to become a zombie, duh."

Smacking her forehead, she sighed and said, "Go ahead, throw it in the basket."

"Quite the imagination," Roman said, bringing her attention back.

"Er, yeah, I don't like to stifle any of it, the way I see it is if she wants to be a ninja and kill zombie turkeys, that's better than her being zoned in on a TV and loosing her creativity," Leecie replied.

"That's great. Jo is a little more shy, but very similar. She wanted to leave out peppermint pancakes for Santa's reindeer last year, said they were deer not rabbits so carrots weren't enough."

"Is Jo your daughter?" she asked.

He nodded and suddenly his phone went off.

"Excuse me, I gotta take this," he said, slipping the phone to his ear.

Leecie smiled and returned to digging through makeup for the lipstick she wanted. Her heart pounded as her hands shook in their motions. She was terrible with social situations, let alone with gorgeous men, even worse with famous men she drooled after on a nightly basis.

"No Jon, I'm not lost."

"Chill man, we'll make it to the coffee shop on time, it doesn't close until nine."

"Whatever. I'll finish up then I'll be out. You still want the candy don't you?"

"'Kay, bye."

She felt bad for listening but it was an instinct to listen when he spoke. That deep velvet tone commanded her attention. She looked up to see Rose putting on fairy wings and an army helmet. Shaking her head in silent laughter, she watched her daughter battle Unseelie faeries.

"What are Unseelie faeries?" Roman asked out of the blue.

She jumped and yelped, spinning and turned blood red when she saw his bemused face much closer than she expected.

"Uh- Ah- Oh, Unseelie, they're basically the bad faeries. Seelie are the good ones. Seelie believe in honor and respect, where are Unseelie believe in acting upon feelings, being passionate in their killing and gruesome dealings. Of course she only knows the evil vs good aspect. God I'm rambling, why don't you shut me up?"

She looked away in chagrin as he chuckled.

"Yeah, but it's cute, so no worries. Do you know where the half off candy is here? Jon- well Dean is apparently just dying for the mixed bag of mini Hersheys."

Her pulse quickened as she heard Dean's name but she quickly tried to cover her fangirl reaction with a cough.

"I think it's two aisles to the right," she said.

He nodded and offered a smile.

"It was nice meeting you, you too Rose. Stay curious."

Leecie giggled as he made a funny face at Rose

"Wait! You can't go! Do you wanna have dinner with us? Mommy is taking me to Pizza Hut. She can pay for you!"

"Thanks for that Rose, you can't just offer my money up for one, and second Mr. Roman has to get back to work probably. You know it requires a lot of traveling."

The small red head pouted but nodded, clasping her hands at her waist.

"Alright," she relented with a whine, "Be careful? And can you tell Seth that even though I don't like him, he needs to get better?"

"Of course, I'm sure I can pass the message along."

"Good, because mommy gets all sad knowing he's hurt and she says she might die if he can't come back soon. Something about needing all of her Shield b-"

"Jesus kid, do you listen in to all of my conversations?! Sorry Roman, I know you need to go. Say goodbye Rose," she said, a bit sternly to get her daughter to understand she was serious.

"Goodbye Roman," she mumbled pitifully.

Leecie barely managed to look at the large man due to sheer mortification when he leaned down.

"Actually, I think Dean just mentioned wanting pizza a bit ago."

Shocked, Leecie stared in disbelief when he ruffled her daughter's hair.

"If it's okay with your mommy. Besides, we're hopelessly lost trying to find this coffee shop named Goat something."

"Mommy, mommy, please!"

Rose tugged on her shirt eagerly and bounded up and down faster than a human child should be able too. The red headed woman glanced curiously at Roman who smiled smugly.

"Please mom?"

Laughter came out quickly and she smoothed down the red curls on her daughter's head.

"Yeah, that'd be fine, but do not ask him to stay when they have to go, okay?" she instructed.

"Of course not mommy."

"I'm gonna go get the candy Dean wants, meet you by the door?" he asked.

"Yeah," she agreed, picking up her basket overflowing with random Halloween items as he walked off.

"Hey mommy, does Mr. Roman like you or something?" Rose asked.

Mentally smacking herself, she took her daughter's hand and led her to a self check out.

"We don't really know each other honey, and he's married anyway," Leecie explained, "But I'm sure he likes you! Said you acted just like his daughter."

Rose's eyes widened as she let out a squeak of happiness, but then her face turned pensive.

"What's wrong?" Leecie asked, scanning the last of their items.

"But if he's married, why do you always say you're going to marry him, Dean, and Seth? Can you marry three people? If so, why does it matter that he's married? Do you think Dean will like you? Cause he's coming too. It would be great to have Dean as my step-daddy. I-"

"Okay there honey, you're rambling. Please don't mention mommy's crush on them okay? Roman is happily married and Dean is seeing Renee, the interviewer."

Rose's face scrunched up at that, making her mom snicker.

"You're prettier than Renee," Rose finally said.

"Aw, thank you baby, but you're prettier than everyone," Leecie said playfully.

"I think her and Jo run a tie on that one."

Leecie smacked her hand painfully on the scanner as she turned in surprise.

"Look here, if you're hanging out with us, you gotta stop sneaking up on me," she joked, cradling her hand with a red face, "I don't think my heart can take much more scaring."

He lifted his hands and grinned, saying, "Sorry, not my intention to startle you so much."

"Mr. Roman, is Mr. Dean really dating Renee?" Rose asked.

Leecie groaned and said, "Stop. Grab a bag so we can get out of the way."

She sighed dramatically but did so, stepping to the side while Roman rang up the candy.

"Alright, do you wanna follow me from the end of the parking lot, I'm in a black Ford Taurus," Leecie offered.

"Yeah, that'd be great," Roman said.

"Okay, cool, we'll go get in the car and wait by the last lamp post," she replied.

She ushered her daughter out and into their car, buckling her in the booster seat before climbing in and rolled down her window. It was nearing the end of November but it was unseasonably nice, not too cold for the windows to be down. She quickly pulled to the end of the lot and took out her phone when it vibrated.

"Hello?" she answered with a frown.

"Hey there Lace. Do you got a second?"

"Let me guess, you're busy this weekend?" she asked, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah, I got asked to go to Vanessa's family's house," he said, "I can take her tomorrow?"

Leecie let out an annoyed scoff.

"You're canceling to go see your girlfriend, so you want to take her on my family's day? No Chuck. If you'd be an actual dad instead of running out getting your di- never mind, just call me when you're done with the home wrecker and we'll discuss when you can see her, if you can manage to get some damn free time for your own kid!"

There was a small noise and she looked into the rear view mirror. Her chest ached when she saw Rose picking at her pants.

"He's not coming to see me again?" Rose asked softly.

"No honey, he's busy," Leecie murmured, "But that means you can spend the weekend with memaw and papaw okay?"

The little girl gave a half smile.

"Okay."

The noise of a vehicle pulling up took her attention over to a black SUV rolling its window down. Taking a deep breath, she smiled weakly.

"We'll follow you," Roman said, leaning over Dean who was eyeing her cautiously.

"Okay, should only take about ten to get there," she replied.

Turning on the music, she pulled out of the parking lot.

"What should we listen to?" she questioned her daughter, meeting her eyes in the mirror.

"Can we listen to Candyman?" Rose requested, her smile growing.

"Sure thing honey."

Flipping onto CD, she chose the third disc, which was Aqua. Soon enough the bouncy beat filled the car. They sang along loudly and Leecie had to marvel at how funny it was that kids could overlook all the dirty meanings in music. She turned it down a bit as they pulled into a parking spot.

"I wish that I were a bubble gum
Chewin' on me baby all day long
I will be begging for sweet delight
Until you say I'm yours tonight"

"Really now?"

She jumped and groaned, playfully glaring at the Samoan.

"What the hell man? If you're trying to give me a heart attack, you're on your way," she said, climbing out of the car.

"He's stealthy as fuck for such a big man. I keep saying we need to get him a collar with a bell."

Her eyes were drawn to Dean and she snickered when she looked back at Roman.

"That would be adorable," she said.

"Not cool," Roman sighed.

Leecie collected her daughter from the car and headed to the door, which Roman opened while Rose wiggled in her arms.

"Let me go! I wanna hug Dean!"

"No, just like I told you with Roman, no hugging strangers."

"Mom! They're super famous superstar wrestlers! They're not strangers," Rose insisted.

"Your mom is right Rose, you don't actually know us. It's dangerous to hug anyone you don't know, even if they're on TV," Roman said as he leaned against the wall.

Rose groaned and drooped over her mother's shoulder.

"How many?"

Leecie looked up and smiled as she saw the waiter grabbing menus.

"Three and a half," she joked.

He gave an easy smile and said, "You guys okay with a booth?"

"Yeah," Roman said, raising up off the wall.

Following the waiter, Leecie was happy to get to the seats because Rose was getting heavy in her arms.

"Sit on the inside," she instructed.

"I wanna sit by Roman," Rose whined.

"No, now sit," Leecie replied sternly.

"It's okay, if you don't mind," Roman added as he slid into his booth, "It'll be like having my mini-me around."

Rose pouted and gave her mom big green puppy dog eyes, to which Leecie sighed and gestured.

"Come on kid," Roman said with a grin.

Rose giggled as Roman lifted her with ease and plopped her on the inside of the booth seat. Leecie looked over at Dean and found herself fumbling for words.

"I can get a chair, you can take the booth."

She went to grab one, but was stopped with a hand on her wrist.

"It's not a big deal," Dean said, motioning to the seat.

"I'm sure you guys get enough fans around that you don't wanna have to be smushed in a booth with another one," she tried to joke.

In reality, she didn't wanna embarrass herself and weird him out with her fan girling.

"Don't be ridiculous, unless you're gonna like steal my shirt or some shit, you're okay," he replied with an eye roll.

She hesitated but went ahead and slipped in. He sat down next to her and Rose let out a little giggle as she leaned into Roman's ear, whispering something unintelligible to him. His face split into a big grin but he said nothing, simply patting her on the head.

"Alright, what can I get for you all this evening?" the waiter asked.

"She'll have a kids sprite-"

"I want orange soda," Rose piped up.

Leecie let out a soft sigh but said, "Okay, orange soda, and I'll take sweet tea please."

"And for you gentlemen?"

They ordered cokes and when the waiter walked up, Roman spoke up.

"So I'm thinking like three medium pizzas, bread sticks, and one of those cookie things," he said, "One of them has to be ham and pineapple, you two can choose the other two."

Making a face at his pizza choice, Leecie said, "Rose and I both like chicken and onion on ours."

"I'm cool with that, how about we just make the last one pepperoni?" Dean offered.

"Sounds good."

When our drinks were set down, Roman told the waiter our order and he went to put it in. Leecie watched, entertained, as Rose struggled with her straw.

"Do you need help?" Roman and her asked at the same time.

Rose snickered and handed the straw to Roman, who grinned at Leecie.

"It's a dad thing," he said jokingly.

Leecie tried to not let the unrest show on her face, instead moved the topic onto their traveling.

"We're headed to Atlanta," Roman explained, "We've got to be there Sunday morning so we've all tomorrow to drive and it's only like nine more hours. Probably gonna get a hotel not too far from here since it's so late."

"That's probably a good idea, the back roads between here and Atlanta can get bad if you're tired," Leecie said.

"Hey Mr. Roman?" Rose suddenly said.

All three adults looked over at the small red head who was busy rearranging her silverware.

"What's up kiddo?" he asked.

"Would you be my daddy too? I know you already have a little girl like me but you're so awesome! And my daddy doesn't come around anymore and it's been so so so nice having you help me and you give the best hugs! I don't even know what my daddy's hugs are like. He doesn't love me enough to come here and hug me anymore. I can share you! I promise I'm a good sharer."

As the little girl spoke, Leecie took a shuddering breath and pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to stop the tears collecting from falling.

"How about this? I can't be your daddy, but would you have me as an honorary uncle?"

That had large green orbs popping open in surprise. Rose squealed and Leecie watched as she hugged him, with a sense of loneliness, longing, sadness, and yet now hope. As Roman hugged the girl, he met Leecie's eyes over her head and gave her a questioning look. The ginger haired woman frowned, blushing slightly.

"Later," she mumbled in response to his look as the waiter walked up.