Chapter 4 – Memories & A Visit

The six hour drive from Orlando did her some good. She was supposed to go to therapy this morning, but she'd woke up and suddenly she didn't feel like talking to anyone about anything in her life; she called and cancelled and rescheduled for the next morning.

Amaya kissed Isaac's forehead and made him promise to be good for Aunt Amyra and Uncle Seth and she promised him she'd be back before he had to go to bed and they would watch whatever movie he wanted; even promised they could call daddy when she got back.

I watched the house
As it fell right to the ground
I was away from you
I was away from you

And I watched the birds
As they fell out from the sky
Into the hands of decay
I wish there was a way for you
~*~*~*~

Aqua eyes looked around the living room…their living room.

She'd only meant to come and get some more clothes for her and Isaac; instead she found herself wondering around the house that used to sound so full of life, but now it was silent.


The Christmas tree was twinkling as warmth and love filled the air. She was sitting on the couch and watched as Isaac ran and gave his father an elbow drop. She couldn't help giggling as Roman wiggled and jiggled around and groaned. "Oh God, he landed it! Little Reigns landed the big elbow drop. I don't think the big bad Roman Reigns is going to come back from that. He may have to suck it up and take a loss to his son!" Amaya stated pretending to be the announcer.

Isaac looked up. "Momma, I'm Isaac the Insane." She watched as he stood up and planted his hands on his hips. So much like his father she thought as she shook her head.

Amaya held up her hands. "Okay sorry baby. I didn't realize you were in character."

"If daddy is I is."

"Am." Amaya corrected his grammar. Sometimes his sentences had the wrong word but he was getting better. Roman had gotten him a ton of Leap Frog grammar games for Christmas. Isaac would never know it was to fix his grammar when he opened them that morning. He was just generally excited for the games.

"If daddy is I am." Isaac took the hint and fixed his sentence.

"Okay baby." Amaya winked at him and watched as he went back to jumping on Roman as he lay on the ground his long raven hair fanned out; she watched as he continued to grunt and growl as their son continued to jump on him.

"Momma I need your help Pwease." Isaac requested. "I'm gonna pin I need you to count daddy out."

Amaya moved down to the floor as she sat on her knees. "Go for it." She watched as Isaac covered Roman's chest…barely and tried not to laugh as Roman faked trying to get out of the pin as Amaya tapped the floor three times. "1…2…3! The Winner and New WWE Champion Isaac the Insane." She pulled Isaac into her arms as she rained kisses on his head and face as his giggled filed the air.

Roman bounced up to his knees. "I WAS ROBBED! I WAS ROBBED! That was a fast count!" Roman exclaimed.

"Don't be such a sore loser daddy." Isaac accused from the loving embrace of his mother.

Amaya couldn't help laughing as Roman grabbed her and pulled her into his arms and growled against her neck. "You'll pay for that fast count later."

"Looking forward to it baby."


The memories of the last Christmas flooded her mind as tears rained down her cheeks. She continued through the house as she stopped in Isaac's room first and packed up some more clothing for him. She wasn't sure how long this was going to last or how long she was going to be staying with Amyra and Seth…maybe she needed to get a place of her own and stop being a burden to her sister and friend.

She went to her and Roman's room next; it looked immaculate almost as if no one had been living there in months. The bed was made but she would see the indent from Roman's body, her pillow was laying long ways. She smiled weakly she knew her scent was all over her pillow and it was like a calming agent to Roman when he was pissed or upset for any reason. She knew by not speaking to him for the last 5 weeks, it was really killing him; not having her or Isaac in the house when he would come home from the road was even worse.

And I felt your voice
As it carried with the wind
Like a fire in my ears
Like the darkness of fear
Like the voice of God

And I would bathe in ash
As it rained down from above
And it would cast me out now
Into the fields of love
~*~*~*~

Amaya laid down on Roman's side of the bed and buried her face in his pillow. The scent of his black Polo cologne infiltrated her senses and filled her with a obscene amount of absence. She missed her husband more than she carried to admit and she'd give anything to go back and not see what was in those filing cabinets. But she knew the truth and evidence out weighted anything she truly wanted. "Roman…" She whimpered into his pillow as the tears came again.

Would this heartache ever stop?


Amaya walked into the bedroom and watched as Roman pulled his hair back into a low tail at the nape of his neck. "I know you better take that rubber band out of your hair right now." She stated in a warning.

Roman chuckled. "Is there any particular reason you want my hair left down beautiful?" Roman turned and watched as his wife walked into their bedroom clad in her black cotton boycut panties and one of his black t-shirts that moved around her curves as she walked over to him and reached up and back as she gently pulled the rubber band from his beautiful hair.

"Yup, you're going to make love to your wife tonight before you have to go back on the road tomorrow." Amaya smirked.

"What aren't you telling me with that smirk baby?" Roman asked as his hands slid down her curves and cupped her bottom before he lifted her and felt her legs wrap around his waist.

Amaya leaned forward now that she was eye level and softly kissed his lips. His shirtless chest made her weak and his chest tattoo he'd gotten a couple of years ago made her insides melt like crazy. She pulled back slightly as she pulled the t-shirt from her body and her bare breasts pushed against his chest and she knew with the groan he let out she had him right where she wanted him. "Well, I stopped taking my pill 7 days ago and I've been keeping track of my cycle and if I'm right I'm ovulating tonight and if you want to get started on baby number two you've got to make love to your wife; in order for it to work."

Roman tilted his head slightly. "I thought we were still potty training Isaac?" He asked curiously.

Amaya smiled softly as she kissed his lips again. "Your son did my potty training skills proud when he woke me up every day this week to use the potty rather than use his pull up. And of course you know what that means, because we made a deal a few months back correct?"

Roman nodded as he captured her lips. "It means we get to make love birth control pill and condom free." Roman couldn't have been any happier, he was ready to become a father again. He wanted a million babies with this woman and she knew it. "Let's make a baby beautiful."


Snapping out of her dream state Amaya sat up and looked down at the wet pillow that belonged to her husband. She flipped it over; knowing it would dry before he got home. She needed to get back to Orlando; she had a son she made a promise to and she had already done enough reminiscing about the past. She had to pull herself together if not for herself then for her son. Until things with Roman could be squared away Isaac was the most important person in her life.

She pushed the two suitcases into the trunk of her car and made sure she re-locked up the house and set the alarm; pulling out onto the road she wanted her home disappear in the rearview mirror. She wished she knew when she was going to be home next, but at this point everything was up in the air.

She missed her husband; she loved her husband, but she knew eventually…she'd have to hear him out.


Chocolate brown orbs stared at the bearded man on the other side of his threshold. Seth's arms were crossed over his chest as he continued to stare the other man down. "Is there something I can help you with Wyatt?" He asked with slight venom in his voice.

Twinkling blue eyes stared back. "I am not here to cause problems Rollins. I just came to check on her and you know it. I don't mean any harm." Bray stated as he held his hands up.

Over the last couple of years Zaria had made quite a few friends in the WWE Superstars and Divas; one of them being Bray Wyatt. The hierarchy of the Wyatt Family a couple of years prior to the stable breaking up and Bray ventured out into a singles career of his own.

"Seriously, I don't want any trouble Seth. I just came to check on Z." Bray stated honestly.

"Seth…It's okay."

Seth recognized the voice as he turned around to see Zaria walking over to the door. No actually it wasn't okay. Seth wasn't stupid. Zaria was a beautiful woman and as soon as word spread around the WWE that Zaria had left Dean he knew guys would flock to his house to try and get at her; pregnant or not. He was going to protect her from anyone…even Dean if he had to. He thought of her as a little sister and if Dean intentionally hurt her with all the fuckin bullshit with the Charity Events he'd flatten his own brother; just like he would Roman for Amaya.

Seth watched as Bray and Zaria walked out the front door and started walking around the property.


"So your warden almost didn't let me see you – what's up with that?" Bray asked with a chuckle.

Zaria laughed softly. "You have to remember Seth and Dean are not only best friends and brothers and while I'm staying with Seth to try and work through this little issue with Dean he's going to be looking after me. Which means anyone who comes to see me with a penis is going to get the third degree and twenty questions of why you're coming to see his best friend's pregnant wife."

Bray laughed hard. "I should've known, but now that I'm aware; I'll try not to make the warden worry about friends visiting you."

Zaria shook her head. "Bray, you don't have to do that. I'm still a grown woman and right now I can use all the friends shoulders to cry on that I can get at this point."

Bray watched as her emerald eyes filled with tears as she rubbed her slightly swollen 4½ month pregnant belly. "Zaria, you've got my number you know you can call and talk to me anytime. If you need me to come here on my days off and get you out of that house I can do it. We've been friends for a while now you know you can count on me for anything. I'll do anything to help keep your mind off the bullshit."

Zaria smiled softly as the tears slid down her cheeks. "It's just really hard. I want to see him and I don't want him to miss a minute of this pregnancy, but it's not the case right now. He's missing an important time in the baby's growing process and this just really couldn't have happened at a worse time right now."

"What happens when I go into labor; is he going to miss the baby being born? Are we going to get divorced before the baby is born; if so will he be in the baby's life? I just have a thousand questions in my brain and I can't ask him right now because it just all hurts too much. He calls and leaves little messages on my voicemail about how much he loves me and the baby and misses both of his babies and I just miss him so much and I feel like at any minute I'm going to explode and cry until I pass out."

Bray carefully pulled Zaria into his arms. "You need to calm down sweetie. All this crying and getting upset is not going to do you or the baby any good. You've really got to just take a step back and breathe. Maybe go see a therapist you know get all your questions out to some impartial person first and then take the questions to Dean. It's not going to get solved overnight but eventually it might."

Zaria nodded. "Amyra and Seth have been trying to get me to see the same therapist Amaya is seeing; Dean left me a message about going to see her too. I don't know…maybe it would be for the best if I did." Zaria felt so confused and sacred and lost. Amaya had confessed how lost she felt without Roman and suddenly she understood what her friend was talking about.

Bray gently took her arm. "I have to get going. I'm in a match at NXT tonight. I'll try to stop by again before I leave to go back on the road on Friday. In the meantime if you need anything please - PLEASE call me or text me. I'll get you anything you need and you know that."

Bray led her back to the house and chuckled when Seth opened the door. "She's a little fragile warden, take good care of her."

Seth shook his head and chuckled at the warden comment but wrapped his arm around Zaria's waist and helped her back into the house. "Have a good match tonight man." Seth would TRY to be civil, but that didn't mean he had to like the guy; even if he was friends with Zaria.

Seth helped Zaria up to her room as she closed the door and went to take a nice long de-stressing bubble bath. She loved taking baths and she would continue to take one until she couldn't get out of the tub by herself anymore. Damn that would be embarrassing if Seth had to help her out one night.


"So Amyra said you wanted to come talk to me…How can I help?" Robin asked softly.

Zaria rubbed her belly as she blinked and tears slid down her cheeks.

"I don't know…"