"Kate Summers!"

She froze by the sound of his voice. It had been a long time, one year to be exact, but she could recognize his voice anywhere. She was standing outside the ring with her hands on the apron, watching a couple of her co-workers train inside the ring. She slowly turned around and saw him standing there about nine feet away just looking at her.

"Seth Rollins!" She said in the same tone.

He wasn't sure how she would react towards him after all this time. He was expecting her to shout at him, hit him or even ignore him. What he hadn't expected was for her face to light up into a huge smile and for her to launch at him and jump up into his arms, wrapping her legs and arms around him, but he welcomed it more than anything. He swung her around a couple of times while laughing into her hair. She leaned out, still smiling, and looked down at him.

"There's an ugly face I haven't seen in a long time," she laughed.
"You didn't seem to mind this face when it was buried between your legs," he said.
"That's true but it was usually dark or we were drunk so I couldn't really see it," she fired back.

He laughed. She hadn't changed when it came to their perverted humour and he was glad to see he could still speak freely like that around her. They heard someone clear their throat and he looked over her shoulder to see another man standing there. By the look on the man's face, she meant something to him and Seth quickly chose to put her down on her feet again, not wanting to start up any drama. The man walked over to them and looked at her.

"Dean, this is Seth," she introduced them.
"The Seth?" Dean asked and lifted his eyebrows.
"Oh, you told him about me? Hopefully only good things," Seth chuckled.
"I wouldn't say that," Dean said, making Seth frown.
"Not now, Dean," she said and turned to look at Seth again. "You and me, coffee, now! Go!"

Seth started walking out of the room. She was about to follow when Dean grabbed her arm.

"You sure you'll be okay?" He asked.
"It's alright, Dean. I can handle it," she answered.
"Just be careful, alright? Or do I need to remind you of all those conversations we had about him?" He said.
"I'll be fine. I'll call you if I need backup. We're only gonna go to catering. Don't worry but thanks for worrying though. You're the best," she said and took off.

"I was really nervous about coming here. I wasn't sure if you'd be mad at me or not," he said once they sat down with a cup of coffee each.
"Don't get me wrong. It's really good to see you but I'm still very mad at you. You owe me an explanation," she said.
"I do but I don't really have any," he said.
"You took off in the middle of the night without saying goodbye. You didn't even leave a fucking note. You never called or texted me. Nothing. You just vanished and went on with your life somewhere else," she said.
"To be fair, you never called or texted either," he defended himself.
"You left, Seth! I figured if you had any regrets at all, you'd reach out to me. Clearly you didn't," she raised her voice.
"And I thought you were mad at me so I was too afraid to reach out," he said.
"I was mad. I still am. But I also missed you. I just thought that I meant a little more to you to at least earn me a goodbye from you," she said.

He didn't answer. He just looked down at his coffee cup, too ashamed to meet her eyes. He knew she was right. He had been an asshole leaving like that without saying goodbye to her.

"It doesn't really matter. It's not like we were together and right now I'm probably acting like the jealous ex girlfriend. We were friends," she said, her voice back to the normal tone again.
"We were a little more than that," he said, still looking at his coffee.
"Yeah, we were friends who occasionally fucked each other. Wonderful times," she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

He finally looked up at her.

"And you did. Meant a little more, I mean. I just didn't know how to tell you I was leaving," he said.
"Come on. We always knew we would be moving on to different companies at some point. We talked about this a lot. I knew you'd be the first one to move up with your talent. I expected you to leave before me. I just didn't expect you to sneak out like that," she said.
"I'm sorry," he said.

They sat in silence for a few seconds while she drank her coffee. He just watched her silently, waiting for her to say something. He was sorry and he hated that he couldn't give her a good explanation. All he could do was try to earn his way back into her life, earn her friendship again. She had a good heart so he had no doubt she would let him back in.

"So why are you here?" She finally asked.
"Do you really need to ask? Same reason as you. I'm here to wrestle," he answered.
She nodded. She knew it was a stupid question.
"I can't believe you beat me on the way here. I got out first but you sure as hell took everyone by surprise and moved up faster," he said.
"Yeah, well..." She said and shrugged her shoulders, not knowing exactly what to say.
"I always knew you'd make it. You got so much talent. And I've been keeping track on you online. Damn, you've gotten even better," he said.
"Stalker!" She giggled.
"Yeah, guess I couldn't let you go entirely," he giggled back.

Finally he lifted his cup and drank his coffee too. The ice had been broken.

"So that Dean guy... is he your boyfriend?" He asked.
"No, he's my best friend. He kinda replaced you, I guess," she answered.
"So he's your fuck buddy?" He asked.
"No, I'm done with that sort of thing. These days I actually keep my friends as friends," she chuckled.
"Nothing wrong in getting laid from time to time, especially if the sex is good," he said and winked.
"Good?" She asked and raised her eyebrows.
"Okay, it was fucking great. And don't you deny it!" He said and pointed at her.
"It was pretty great," she laughed.

He reached over the table and took her hand.

"Is there room for me in your life again? I miss my friend," he said and looked at her with pleading eyes.
"I think I can make room for you. But just friends this time around. I'm not the same girl I was a year ago," she said.
"And I'm not the same man either. I guess we were both messed up back then," he said.
"Who can blame us with that shit place where we worked? The best thing we ever did was getting out of there," she said.

She took out her phone as it buzzed and saw a text from Dean.

"Is everything alright? You've been gone for some time now. Tell me he hasn't kidnapped you and that you need my help to escape."

"It's Dean. I gotta go," she said.
"You sure he's just your friend?" He asked and twisted a little smile.
"My best friend. Dean's been there for me through some pretty tough times. He can't help but acting like a concerned big brother towards me. Don't worry. You two will get along fine once I give you the green pass and tell him you're not here to cause any trouble," she said.

They both got up from their seats and he walked around the table to hug her.

"I really missed you, Kate," he said down in her hair.
"I missed you too, Seth. We'll catch up soon enough, alright?" She said and walked out of catering.