A/N: Thanks for the reviews all! They're greatly appreciated! Onto some sad info: In case you weren't already aware of it, Diamond Dallas Page (better known as Page Falkenburg) retired from the ring a few months ago. In a match against Hardcore Holly, which I saw in person, he landed on the back of his neck when he mistook a kick as a clothesline (or something of that matter). It's sad, really, and I feel for him and his wife, Kimberly. I know of how much he loved wrestling and how unexpected retirement was for him.

Dedication: This is for Page and Kimberly. You guys may not ever see this, but this is for you.

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Kimberly looked at her husband next to her. He was slowly falling asleep, his head resting on her lap. She caressed his cheek as she aided his relaxation. She reached for the remote and turned the television off. She felt so sympathetic for Page. He was usually on the road, but just a few months ago, in April, his career took an unexpected turn.

It was that one-on-one match against Robert Howard, better known as Hardcore Holly. And that match took away Page's in-ring life. Kimberly watched the match, since Page told her he wanted her to see it. When she saw him what caused the injury, him landing on his neck, she cringed and looked away.

She immediately called him and asked, "Why did you want me to watch that?" Page stayed silent and Kimberly's guilt kicked in. Before she could apologize, she was hit, "I wanted you to see what's forcing to make me retire."

Kimberly's jaw dropped. She heard Page breathing into the receiver, like he was holding in his tears. "Page, I -" She couldn't find the right words. She'd never dealt with a situation like it. It broke her heart for him. "What have the doctors told you?" She asked. "They told me it'd be wise to retire now, rather than wrestle and make it worse." He answered.

Since that day, everything was so different. Page was quiet around the house, now. He moped a lot, too. He hardly spoke, he barely ate and he'd always sit, slowly. Kim would sit herself next to him and wrap her arm around his shoulder, massaging it and whispering, "You okay?"

She knew her husband long enough to know that he loved the wrestling business. He'd never expected his career to end the way it did. He dreamed of going out of the industry with a great match with a great opponent. Something the fans would look back at and say 'DDP retired that night, but the match was so excellent. It was a great way for him to go out: entertaining.'

Kim stared at his pictures on the walls. Pictures of him with people like Ric Flair, and Hulk Hogan. Other times, she wished she could go back in time to when those pictures were taken. Back when WCW was still in business and Page was in perfect health.

She felt awful about not knowing what to say the day he told her. She was the one person he could tell anything to, and she'd always have an answer or advice. But in this case, retirement, she was at a loss for words. "It's okay, I don't expect you to have the answer to this one," He'd said when she never replied. "I'm sorry, Page. I wish I knew what to do or say for you," She said.

Weeks after his moping period, he began to talk and smile again. He spoke of memories and old friends from WCW. He spoke of his experiences and his best and favorite matches. Sometimes, Kimberly listened intently, to every detail, and yearned to hear more.

Other times, she thought he talked about them out of self-pity. She never told him that, though. Instead, she sat him down and spoke to him. "I know you miss it. But if all these memories are opening your emotional wounds, don't mention them. It's hurts me that you hurt yourself."

She meant every word. It was horrible enough her husband gave up what he loved. Now, he was making himself feel bad. She didn't like the emotional damage he gave himself. It was so negative of him. She loved him with her whole heart. She knew him better and she knew he was a very positive person. All he needed was to get his mind off of his problems. She could understand if it'd be hard. He was in the business for a long time.

She looked down at him in her lap, him now asleep. She brushed her thumb against his jaw and thought of how relaxing it was to have him close to her. Their peaceful home was quiet and she felt his heart beating. With his company, to her, it couldn't get any better than that.

-- A/N: I like how this one turned out. This one was kind of easy, since I'm sure every DDP fan (not that I was a REALLY big one) felt saddened when he was told to leave the ring. Hope you all enjoyed! I think my next chapter will be the much anticipated Alanah Copeland chapter. Hang in there, gang! It's on the way!