Title: Fire & Ice

Summary: Shelby and Audrey never thought they'd cross paths again, but life has a funny way of sending you where you need to be, with the person you never knew you needed the most.

A/N: This is my first fanfic ever and I am in no way a professional, or decent writer. This fic honestly stemmed from boredom…but if you for some reason like this and want me to add more I gladly will. Hope you like it sorry it's so long I never shut up.

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It had been almost a year since My Roanoke Nightmare aired on television, but the hype and excitement the show brought to the public had yet to die down. Particularly for Audrey Tindall, who unlike much of the cast, continued releasing interviews/press events for fans of the show. From watching her on television, it was no secret that Audrey loved living a life of fame and notoriety. She went from performing small stage plays in England to being a well known and admired actress over night. So, it's only slightly normal that the attention she was getting as a new celebrity fed her ego. However, what wasn't so perfect was Audrey's own personal life. During the filming of My Roanoke Nightmare, Audrey sparked a relationship with fellow actor, Rory Monahan. To say the pairing shocked the public would be an understatement. Audrey was a woman of wit, intellect, and class. Whereas Rory was a man of frivolousness, immaturity, and…fart jokes. Not to mention their 15 year age difference, which made Audrey often question if Rory was even a man at all. He made her feel…God, dare she say it? Old. Between his childish ways and flirtatious nature, Audrey knew she was a fool to think the relationship could actually work, and since their recent split, she had all together given up on love. Of course, she convinced herself life was better this way, canceling love made more room for her to focus on her work. Acting was her new distraction, her happy place, if you will.

Having her entire life in the public eye was an annoyance that Shelby wasn't prepared for. Of course she knew that telling her story for the world to see would delete some of the seclusion in her life, but between her crumbled marriage to Matt and her now publicized affair with the man who portrayed him on the show, Dominic, Shelby was near her breaking point. The only thing that could keep her sane in the midst of the turbulence was her yoga. She opened a yoga studio in the suburbs of Los Angeles and to her surprise people took to it rather quickly. She wasn't sure if the tv show had anything to do with it, but at this point she couldn't have cared less. She was just happy to be doing what she loved most. Ever since leaving North Carolina, Shelby suffered from extreme nightmares. She visited countless therapists and doctors, all to no avail. Matt and his comforting words couldn't even calm her spirit, which wasn't all too shocking. They both knew that when they moved into that house something between them changed, the tone of their marriage shifted in the weirdest and worst way possible. However, when Shelby was in the studio nothing mattered. Her fears , the scrutiny she received in the media for her affair, her impending divorce; it was all just a blur. Yoga was a distraction, her happy place, if you will.

With her constantly hectic schedule, Audrey rarely ever experienced off days, especially on the weekends. So to say she was upset about being awakened by a phone call from her publicist was an understatement. "Oh for Jesus sake, Daniel! It's 7 in the morning, don't you rest?" Audrey asked angrily, eyes still closed.

"Honey, working for a woman like you, rest ain't in my vocabulary."

Daniel had been working as Audrey's publicist for a little over a year, but the friendship they created felt like they'd known each other for a lifetime. For months, Audrey searched to find the perfect person to work by her side, so when she stumbled across Daniel at a dinner party it was like love at first sight, business version. Not to mention, Daniel was the male version of herself. Quick minded, facetious, and smart mouthed-they were great business partners and even greater friends.

"Now listen," Daniel continued, "I just got a call from Entertainment Weekly, they want to feature you on the September cover of their magazine with an exclusive interview. This is big, Tindall. This is very big." Audrey's eyes burst open and she immediately sat up. She was well aware that Entertainment Weekly was a big deal in The U.S. and she was even more aware that this could be a greater opportunity to open doors for her career.

"Oh, God. Oh God, oh God, oh God," Audrey rambled, "this is fantastic, tell them absolutely! Of course, without a question, I would be completely honored-"

"You didn't exactly let me finish, Audrey." Daniel's tone went from excitement to cautious, a sign Audrey was all too familiar with whenever he gave news he knew she wouldn't be too fond of. "It's not just you that they want to cover." Audrey's smile turned to a slight grimace. "Well, who could they possibly have in mind? Dominic, surely?" Silence.

"..Monet?"

Silence.

"Lee?"

More silence.

"Oh God, please don't tell me they want Rory."

Daniel sighed into the phone, "No, no, no, and hell no." Audrey was getting frustrated. "Well damnit Daniel I've damn near named off the entire cast who is this…person," the moment Audrey finished her sentence realization hit, "Oh…oh no…NO."

"Oh yes, honey. OH yes." Daniel answered smugly. "They want you and Shelby, side by side. The fake Shelby alongside the real."

"Actually, I think I'll fucking be more content with Rory." After the filming of My Roanoke, the cast had a chance to meet the people they had been portraying for the past several months and Shelby rubbed Audrey in the worst way possible. With her snarky comments about age and her, at the time, relationship with Rory, Audrey formed a fond disliking for the woman. Not only did Audrey dislike her, she was sure to make it obvious every time she was in her presence. "Fiery and pathetic, just how I played you" she said once; an insult she took pride in.

"I've already had my people contact her people, you better hope she says yes, Audrey. Or you can kiss that cover goodbye."

"Oh bloody hell. This is absolute rubbish. You're off your trolley, you've gone completely barmy!" Whenever Audrey was upset her British lingo intensified drastically, so much so that she was actually the one sounding "mad" in the conversation.

Daniel rolled his eyes and waited for her to finish her daily tantrum. "Wake up Dorothy, you aren't in England anymore, honey," Daniel chastised, " Shelby's been pretty low key since her life fell apart for the whole world to see, but we're gonna get that girl on this cover, and you're gonna help me."

"And how exactly will I do that?"

"In the voicemail I mentioned that you would love to meet with her and clear the air between you two. I suggested dinner, but please feel free to alter those plans at your own leisure. The shoot isn't until August. That gives you two months to make friendly, Tindall. Don't fuck it up." Daniel warned before hanging up the phone, not giving her time to argue.

He sighed before setting down the phone, "She's gonna fuck it up."

Audrey stared at her phone before falling back into her bed, drowning herself in the sheets.

"I'm going to fuck this up." She thought, no longer able to drift back asleep.