'Free'

A/N: Hey guys well here is the next chapter, I hope you guys enjoy and as always feedback is appreciated.

Paige watched Brandon as he slept on the couch. Andrew was right about his brother, he was messed up at the moment and sick. Since picking up an injury, Paige's mother came and picked up David as he'll be staying with her parents for a few weeks to give her some alone time. It had only been a few days and yet she missed the little one like crazy. Brandon hadn't moved at all since she got to the apartment but checking to see if he was still breathing calmed her down a bit. He's been asleep for the last few hours and to keep herself busy she's been on her phone and watching TV but keeping a close eye on Brandon.

Getting up, Paige replaced the damp rag with a fresh cold one in an attempt to break the fever that Brandon has. While switching rags she noticed Brandon opening his eyes. He looked up at her confused as to why she was here and then smiled as he remembered why. Paige was glad to see him awake but he was still too weak to really do anything but lay there.

"Hey." His voice came out weak and was barely audible above a whisper.

"Hey yourself." Paige collapsed back into the rocking chair "How are you feeling?"

"Like a million bucks." Brandon coughed.

Scanning over the table Brandon noticed a package addressed to him from his agent. He pointed towards the package as Paige grabbed it and opened it revealing a clipboard containing what looked like 6 contracts to different sports teams. She looked at the contracts and then at him. He wasn't playing soccer or American football anymore so why would he still be getting contract offers, especially since he's under contract with the WWE.

"Um..Brandon why do you have these contract offers?" Paige showed him the clipboard.

Trying to get into a sitting position Brandon looked at her "I never declared retirement from either sport so technically I'm still eligible to be approached by a club."

"I thought you were done with professional sports."

Brandon shrugged "I don't know anymore Paige, I miss playing soccer to be honest. There I had a sense of freedom and while I was committed to training everyday with the club, after those hours were up I had the rest of the day to myself unless we had a match coming up or had to catch a flight or a bus somewhere. It's always been in the back of my mind that it'd be a possibility that I could go back. Things were fine back during the summer, we were talking and video chatting, My schedule was more flexible believe it or not. What would you say if I said I wanted to go back?"

Paige sighed "Brandon you have a family now, with the WWE we can be together plus what about Andrew? How do you think he'd react? But it's up to you what you want to do. I won't hold you back."

"I never said I'd go back but it's good to know I have options if I want to get out of the WWE, can you hand me the clipboard please?"

Paige handed him the clipboard as Brandon looked over the contract offers. He had offers from the Orlando City SC, Paris FC, and Norwich City for soccer. And for American football he had offers from the Dallas Cowboys, Houston Texans, and the Buffalo Bills. If he were to sign for an American football team he'd be making at least 400,000 in one year. If he signed for a soccer club he'd be making probably a 6 figure salary at the end of the year if he counted everything before taxes.

"Hey Paige, I got an offer from Norwich City, if I took it I'd be seeing your family more often. But getting a permanent residency in England is iffy. Say I were to sign for Paris FC, after 5 years I could apply for French Citizenship. This would take care of all of our traveling problems because I'd have duel citizenship. But I could stay in the U.S. and sign for the Orlando City SC which wouldn't be a bad idea. I don't really care much for going back to American football." Brandon continued to look over the offers.

Paige crossed her arms "Do what you want, look about me getting drunk and well you know...I truly am sorry and I sort of hate not talking to you on a daily basis. So..maybe we could like get back together if not for us, then for David. He's with my parents right now as they've wanted to see him all summer."

Brandon was stuck at a crossroad, sure he'd be more 'free' in a sense and 5 years is a relatively long short time but he could possibly get EU citizenship and that would be the end of his visa problems. He'd come back to the WWE in 5 years at 27 and resume on living. But at the same time thinking life without the WWE felt alien to him. Maybe he could do both. If he were to sign with Orlando City he'd be making 3,000 a week which would add up to 12,000 a month and if the season is only 9 months he'd be making 108,000 in that amount of time. If he can find a way around training at the performance center and at Orlando City then he'd be set.

"Maybe I can do both and won't have to leave. Is it possible to do that here?" Brandon looked up at her "I could play for Orlando City, training would be in the morning and then in the afternoon I could come to the performance center. When important matches are on the schedule, afternoon training sessions would happen so in between the morning and afternoon sessions I train at the performance center and then after the afternoon session I go back to the performance center and train. Then on the days that I have a game, I'll be gone for a few hours before heading back to the performance center."

Paige listened intently to what Brandon was saying. It's almost impossible as physically he'd be drained from training plus she didn't even know if what he is asking is even permitted within the WWE. He'd have to talk to his agent and the backroom staff at Orlando City SC and then have them talk to COO Triple H.

"Brandon you'd be drained physically, it's virtually impossible plus you'd be anywhere around the U.S. when playing an away game, how are you going to make it back within one day?"

He shrugged "I can't but I'd make it up the next day by staying longer at the performance center."

"You're a hot mess." Paige laughed "You can't do this."

"Paige you are forgetting one major thing, I'm an AmeriCan not an AmeriCan't." Brandon let out a weak laugh as his strength had faded away. He rested his head on the pillow looking at her for a few seconds before falling asleep.

Andrew opened the door with Posey behind him "Hey I'm home. You can go or stay if you want it's up to you." He set the keys on the counter.

Emma had wanted to hangout with her to watch Netflix and Paige was a sucker for American Horror Story so she decided to bow out of the apartment. She kissed Brandon on the forehead before heading back to her apartment. Waving bye to Posey and Andrew.

A/N: So that was chapter 9. I hope you guys enjoyed, this chapters questions are: Do you think what Brandon wants to do is possible? If he does get the green light to go ahead and do it how do you think it will affect him, his relationship with Paige, and his life?