This is a story requested by WWE'sFinestDiva2012. I don't own any of the characters or the storyline.

I collapsed on the chairs after my long walk from a small coffee shop.

"Hey, John." Randy came and sat beside me in the catering with Kofi and Daniel.

"Hello Randal." I mumbled tiredly.

"Why so sleepy?" Kofi asked. "You have a match soon, wake up."

"I'm only taping a promo today." I laid my head on my arms.

"Why can't I be in any decent storylines?" Kofi moaned.

"You will soon." Randy reassured him.

My eyes slowly started to close as their voices got quieter and quieter.

"I'm sorry sir." My driver said to me in the snow storm. "I can't get it to work. We'll have to stay here tonight."

"Okay." I shivered. "I'll check into the hotel later."

My footsteps left sunken marks as I walked down the dim-lit streets of Canada. The temperature was around minus ten degrees and not looking like it was going to get better. Only a small coffee shop was open at the end of the road. Once I got in I realised no one was there; only a brunette lady behind the counter. I smiled politely at her before sitting in a seat in the corner. After a few minutes she approached me with her notepad.

"Hello sir, I'm Sara." She gave a beautiful smile. "I will be your waiter for the evening. What would you like?"

"Hey Sara." My eyes looked over the menu. "Please could I have a cup of tea?"

"Yes." Sara scribbled something on her notepad. "Anything else?"

"Where is everyone?" I questioned.

"The owner was here a few moments ago but someone rattled his cage." She shrugged.

"Short tempered guy I'm guessing." I laughed.

"Tell me about it, eh." Sara said in her strong accent. "I'll be back with your tea shortly."

I watched as her heels clacked on the wooden floor as her hips swayed side to side. She had the nicest blue eyes. It was nice that she didn't know who I am; it means that I can new and not with her mind made up of me. The storm was getting worse outside; we may be even trapped in here for the night. I checked my phone for signal, failing to get any.

"Here you are sir." Sara handed me a cup of hot tea, with two sugar cubes, then walked off. I wonder why she didn't stay and chat. Every now and again I caught her eyes staring at me.

"What's bothering you Sara?" I asked after a while. "Can't keep your eyes of me."

"I know you from somewhere." She sat in the seat opposite.

"Where?" My heart sank; maybe she did know who I was.

"Do you work for the WWE?" She gave a puzzled look. "You're like their most prized possession or something."

"The one and only." I shook my head at her comment.

"Wow." Her eyes gleamed. "You must have an amazing life."

"I'm grateful for everything I have." And that was true.

"Don't you get harassed everywhere you go?" She asked.

"Mostly."

"Doesn't it annoy you?"

"Sometimes, but I like making people smile."

"What brings you to this coffee shop?"

"I needed a getaway."

"You think that talking to me will get you there."

"It might." I gave my confident smile.

Then we talked, for hours. What I sat was right, we were snowed in. I signed an autograph for her little brother and took a few pictures too. She had the most attractive laugh and I tried my best to get it out of her.

"Why can't everyone I meet be like you?" We said at the same time. Her cheeks flushed a lovely red.

"Why are you so relaxed around me?" I raised an eyebrow.

"Shouldn't I be?" I confused her.

"Most people are so intimidated when they meet me." I leant forward on my seat.

"Most people don't know how sweet you are." Sara laid her hand on mine.

"Thanks." I squeezed her hand. "Is there any music in here?"

"Just a jukebox with slow songs." She shrugged.

I went over a pressed play on one of their songs. It was perfect for couples dance. I took her by the hand and pulled her up. Sara's arms were only just around my neck as my hands rested on her hips; our half a foot height difference was obvious. Her glistening eyes looked right through mine invitingly. Her head was tilted up as mine tilted down towards hers. Our lips centimetres away.

"Wake up." Someone shook my shoulder. "Paul has been looking for you everywhere."

"Dude." I scowled at Dolph.

"I don't want to be the one in trouble for not waking you." He patted me on the shoulder then left.

I wanted to know who this Sara girl was.

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