"Shane?" a voice called from down the hallway, floating through the open office door. "Shane we need to talk now" the same voice called as Kevin Owens stormed into the room, stopping short at seeing me behind the desk instead of my husband. "Can I help you Mr. Owens?" I asked arching a perfectly kept eyebrow up in question. "Where's Shane?" he asked shortly his hands on his hips, watching me as I got to my feet and mimicked his pose. "Shane is currently speaking with Sami Zayn to make sure he's medically cleared for his number one contender shot that YOU took away from him last week." I stated pointing a finger at the man who I knew well. "WHAT!?" he shouted arms flying all over the place as he ranted and raved. I crossed my arms over my chest and watched him carefully as Shane appeared in the doorway looking very pissed off. "Kevin Owens, just the man I wanted to speak with" he spoke up cutting Kevin's rant off as the larger man huffed and puffed in anger. "Now if you're done screaming at my wife, I'll be having you escorted from the building." Shane stated moving around Kevin to stand by my side his arm going around my waist as Kevin gaped at the two of us. "What?" he asked stupidly getting an eye roll from me and a sigh from Shane. "Look Kevin, you got your shot at a number one contenders spot last week, you took away Sami's shot." I paused to make sure he was still followed "So to ensure that Sami gets a fair chance, and you don't interfere as you so kindly let us know you were planning on doing, you will be removed from the building for the remainder of the night." I continued "Now these fine gentleman are going to walk with you to your locker room to get your things and then they will ensure that you leave the premise. Any attempt to return and interfere in Sami Zayn's match will result in an unpaid two week suspension." I finished watching as he walked out of the office, the camera crew following after him to get the last shots of him leaving the building.
"You did that really well" Shane complimented sitting back down at his desk and watching me as I reached into the mini fridge for a water. "I had a great teacher didn't I?" I returned arching an eyebrow at the McMahon son who simply shrugged "I was never that good of a talker, it's why Stephanie talked and I fought" he sighed folding his arms behind his head "You still aren't much of a talker" I mumbled looking at the TV screen to avoid his eyes. "Don't start this shit right now Mel" he sighed followed by the shuffling as he walked over and closed the door "You're right, we have a show to focus on." I shrugged giving him a small smile before turning my attention to the TV again as Renee started to interview Charlotte and Ric. "Melissa, you know I love you right?' he asked quietly turning my face so I was looking up at him. "Of course" I nodded reaching to squeeze his hand tightly. "Good, good" he whispered squeezing back before he sat down at his desk and started going over paperwork. "Melissa? Are you in there? I need to talk to you about something?" Stephanie's voice called before the door slowly opened "Oh…okay um, Shane if you'll excuse us I need to talk to Melissa if that's alright" she sighed waiting for me to walk into the hall before she closed the door. "Come on, I think we should talk somewhere more private" she whispered leading me through the halls and into her own office. "Stephanie, what's going on?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest and watching as she pulled out a manila envelope. "Marissa hasn't signed the divorce papers yet." She sighed showing me the front of the envelope which had a giant return to sender stamp on the front. Sighing I raked a hand through my hair and sat down, sure Shane and I weren't actually married yet, we were waiting for the divorce papers to be finalized, actually we've been waiting for nearly two years for the divorce to be official and Shane has continuously told me he'd get her to sign them. "Thank you Stephanie" I sighed taking the envelope from her and getting back to my feet. "I'm so sorry Melissa" she whispered before I left her office and returned to mine and Shane's to see it empty.
Sighing heavily I grabbed a pen and a piece of paper and jotted down a short note telling Shane I had returned to the hotel and that I would be flying home tomorrow morning for some time apart. I folded it in half and wrote his name on it, leaving a bright red lip print beside it before I sat it and the envelope on his desk and leaving the arena by cab. I walked into our shared hotel room and sighed collecting all of my things and packing them up before I stripped out of my heels and dress putting those away as well, leaving out yoga pants and a hoodie for the plane ride in the morning. After I had all of my things together I moved to Shane's bag and pulled out one of his baseball jerseys, slipping it on over my undergarments as the door opened behind me. "What the hell is this? Is this a fucking joke Melissa?" Shane spat shoving the envelope into my chest "You tell me Shane, I thought it was finalized, I thought YOU had taken care of it. I thought it was all said and done." I whispered handing him back the envelope and crawling into the bed laying with my back to him. I listened to him change before he stepped onto the patio leaving the hotel room quiet and dark. I was drifting off to sleep when he reentered the room and slipped into bed, it was quiet for a minute or so before he was reaching over and pulling me closer. "I'm sorry baby, don't go to bed upset with me" he whispered moving my hair and placing butterfly kisses to my neck. "I'm not upset with you Shane, I just want this whole thing to be over so we can actually get married like we've been planning for 2 years. I'm sick of pushing it back over and over again." I sighed rolling over to look at him, running my hand through his hair smiling when a growl left his throat. "I am going to show you just how much I love you" he smirked flipping us so I was on my back and he was braced over top of me. "We're so going to piss off the neighbors" I giggled breaking into a moan as he bit down on my collar bone. "You have no idea" he whispered before all that left our lips was sounds of the love we were making.
"You head home, I'm going to catch a flight to Stanford and get Marissa to sign these. I'll call you when I get there and when I leave" Shane sighed as we paused in front of my plane terminal. "Alright, I love you and I'll see you when you get home" I whispered kissing him heavily before I got in line to board my plane, pushing the thoughts of what he was doing to the back of my mind as I put headphones in and took a nap. When I felt the plane starting to land I stuffed my phone into my carry on and stood with the rest of the flyers exiting the plane and heading for the baggage claim. Grabbing my luggage I walked out of the airport and over to Shane's truck which was parked in the far corner of the lot. Tossing my bags in the back I climbed into the driver's seat and drove from the airport to the house smiling when my phone started to ring letting me know Shane was calling. "Hello love" I greeted pulling the truck into the garage and shutting it off deciding my bags could wait until later. "Hey Mel, I'm in Stanford waiting for Marissa to show up." He replied, muffled words being exchanged before he was back. "I just got home, it sounds like she showed up so I'll let you go. Let me know how it goes." I sighed tossing my shoes into the closet by the door before I headed upstairs to take a bath. "I love you Mel, I'll see you soon" he replied before the end tone sounded. I placed my phone on the speaker dock in the bathroom letting music float through the air while I stripped and waited for the bathtub to fill up. When the bathtub was filled to my liking I stepped in and slipped until I was laying down, the warm water doing wonders on my tense body. It was as I was climbing out and drying off that my phone beeped with a picture message, and that picture was of signed divorce papers and a smiling Shane McMahon. *Cause for celebration when I get home?* **Baby we'll celebrate however and whenever you want** I replied, I couldn't keep the grin off my face because finally after two years of constant arguing, fighting, going to bed angry with each other, and making up just to start all over again it was finished. We would finally get the opportunity to get married and put the past behind us, our bedroom would no longer look like a warzone 6 nights out of 7. I was living in paradise as I forwarded the picture to Stephanie and started mentally planning everything that needed to be done for a wedding.