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Getting his bags downstairs to put them by the door, Roman made sure he had everything he needed before going on vacation to Europe. He was looking forward to going and had put in a lot of overtime during the last two weeks, to get a lot of work done before leaving. Everyone was going to meet at the airport and make their way together to the gate that their plane would depart from. He was wearing jeans with a plain white t-shirt with sneakers and his hair up in a bun.

Meanwhile, Danielle just finished making sure she had everything and was ready to go after grabbing her keys and putting it in her purse. She had a friend from college that lived nearby, that would take her and Gabriella to the airport to meet up with the guys. Danielle was excited to go on this vacation, seeing as this was going to be an experience for her that she wasn't sure would be able to have anytime soon. Dressed in jean shorts with a grey t-shirt and her hair in two french braids, she grabbed her sunglasses and her bags and headed downstairs when her friend texted her saying that she was outside. Giving her a friend a hug, she did the same to Danielle before putting her bags in the trunk of her friends suv.

Though they get manage to put their differences aside when they're around other people, the sisters had wanted to avoid each other because of their constant arguing over the past few days. The topic was always their mother and how Gabriella thought that Danielle should give her another chance and to allow her to be in her life. Danielle wasn't budging and wasn't trying to change her mind about it. She had dug her feet into the ground and wasn't going to change her answer. But to Gabriella, she thought she should still try. No matter how hard it was.

Getting to the airport, they grabbed their bags and said their goodbyes to their friend and thanked her for bringing them. Seeing Roman and Dean waiting for them, they made their way to them and greeted them. Danielle and Roman stayed in their hug a little longer than expected, before pulling away as they talked quietly with each other.

"Ready for this?" Gabriella asked Danielle as they walked beside each other, and into the airport.

"Sure." Danielle said, not saying any more than that.

Gabriella let out a sigh and kept walking beside her. They made their way to check in before going through security which felt like it took forever with the long line of people in front of them. Sensing the tension between the sisters, Dean and Roman looked at each other and shrugged.

"Apparently, they've been arguing constantly over the last few days." Dean says quietly.

"About what?" Roman asks, looking around as they walked.

"Their mom." His best friend replies.

Roman looks over at him and wondered if he heard correctly. "Their mom?"

"Gabriella told me one day about their situation with their mom and how it was with her, while they were growing up." Dean says. "Danielle, of course never spoke about her with me, even to this day. But when she's ready to tell you, just make her feel comfortable and listen."

The blonde haired, blue-eyed man walks up to his girlfriend and kisses her cheek. Danielle looks over and softly smiles before picking up her pace. Roman finds a way to catch up and sees her smile at him. She quickly looked away with a sadness in her eyes and he wasn't sure of what to say to make her feel better. But that didn't mean he wouldn't try.

"So, we're going to be stuck together on the flight." Roman starts off saying, because their seats would be right next to each other. "You ready to be stuck with me? It's going to be a long flight."

Danielle softly laughs. "I think I'll be okay. Besides, I can use your company."

"I'm glad that you decided on this vacation with us." He tells her. "I think I would have been miserable without you around."

"Why? You'd still be in Europe with your best friend." She replies.

Roman shrugs as they get to the shuttle that would take them to the other part of the airport that their plane would depart from. Though there were seats there, everyone decided to just wait on the line.

"I probably would have been a third wheel." He honestly says. "He has his girlfriend here and I would have been in the background. Besides, I thought it would be better if you were here. I need my partner in crime and our adventures."

"Adventures are very much needed when on vacation." Danielle says as she softly laughs. "We will have plenty of those, you and I. We're also going to be taking pictures."

He chuckles as they make their way onto the shuttle. They grab a seat next to each other and place their bags as close to them as possible. Roman looks over at the woman sitting next to him and smiles when she looks at him.

"You look nice, by the way." He says to her.

"Thanks." She replies with a sweet smile.

Leaning over, Danielle places a soft kiss on his cheek. A shade of color fills her cheeks when she pulls away, and they share a smile that only speaks to them and them alone. As if they already have their own language that nobody else understands. Roman moves a little closer to her so that they're legs and arms are touching and almost forget about everyone around them, until the shuttle stops where they are supposed to get off.

The four of them make their way to the gate that they were supposed to depart from and saw they had some time left before they would start calling for passengers. Seeing that there was still some time left, they found a place where they could grab a quick bite to eat. Sitting next to Dean after they got their food, Gabriella got to thinking again.

"You know what I think is a good idea?" She asks him, making sure that Roman and her sister didn't hear.

"What?" Dean asks, taking a bite out of his croissant.

Gabriella took a sip of her juice, before replying. "What if I get my mom to come out to Europe and meet us there? Maybe it can get her and Danielle to talk."

"You want to spoil Danielle's time with us." Dean says in a matter of fact tone.

"I do not." His girlfriend replies. "I just want them to get along. I want her to see that our mom is not like how she was when we were growing up. That she's a lot better and deserves a second chance with us."

The blue eyed man sighed and shook his head. "Your heart is in the right place, Gabby and I love that about you and it's good that you and your mom are reconnecting and patching things up. But everyone deals with things differently and that includes you and Danielle. Don't force her into trying to patch things up with her, too just because of how good things have gone between you and your mom. Let that happen naturally."

"Dean I don't want to spend the rest of my life trying to think about how Danielle is going to react about something." She tells him.

"I didn't say you had to, Gabriella." He says. "But not everybody is like you, don't you see that? Not everybody is going to see things the same way that you do and unfortunately, we live in a world where not everybody has the same heart. There are people out there in this world who are cruel. Evil. They've gone mad. They don't have a heart filled with kindness and with good intentions like you do, Gabriella."

She didn't say a thing, but he continued anyways. "Danielle can be a sweetheart and she can be one of the most kind and generous people that I've ever met. But you want to force this on her, like it's as easy for her to deal with it as it is for you. Do you know that there are times when she refrains so much from making you do things or make it seem like she's forcing you. Danielle doesn't want to lose you, so she let's you do what you want, especially if she thinks it'll make you happy, regardless of how she feels about it just so that she won't lose you. You have good intentions, Gabriella. But this isn't the time for that. When we get back home, then we'll see what happens with them. But until that time comes, let's just all enjoy our vacation together. Don't focus so much about the situation with Danielle and your mother. Let's just enjoy this time together."

The next day...

The flight had landed in Barcelona, Spain in the early morning hours. All four had managed to get some sleep on the plane, but were still a bit tired from the long trip. They had gotten a cab from one of the drivers that were outside the pick-up area and gave him the address to the hotel that they would be staying in. The man was slim and a bit shorter than Roman and Dean but he had light blonde hair with ocean-blue eyes. He had a strong jaw line and flawless skin.

"You are from America?" The guy asks with an accent.

"Yeah." Dean replies as his girlfriend and her sister look out the window at the view that they have. "Just on vacation here, though."

Roman looks over at Danielle as she continues to look out the window. Taking in the Spanish/European architecture and all of the colors, just made her more excited for the days to come. This was her first time outside of the United States and she wanted to enjoy every minute of it.

"Can we go on an adventure?" She quietly asks Roman when she looks up at him.

Catching the sparkle and excitement in her eyes, he smile at her. "We'll go on plenty of them."

"This is so cool!" She says, excitedly, before looking back out the window.

He smiles, watching her and takes in the sights around him. Dean looks over at Gabriella and smiles at her, after noticing the interaction between his best friend and the woman sitting beside him. They saw something there between them and wondered if they noticed it themselves. It was amazing to see how far they've come from when they first met. Getting to the hotel, the cab driver parked the car in front of the entrance and got out to help take their luggage out from the trunk. Because they had found a currency exchange place in one of the terminals of the airport that they landed in, they were able to exchange a good amount of their money into the currency that was used in Spain. Tipping the cab driver, they thanked him and made their way into the hotel.

The lobby had pictures of beautiful paintings, marble floors, carpets by where they had a few chairs, and cream colored walls. There was a door further up ahead, that lead to a pool and right before that door, there were the elevators to the left. Getting to the front desk, the counter was marble and the wood was a rich mahogany.

"Good evening. How can we help you?" Asked an elderly woman with an accent as she gave a warm smile. With green eyes, and long blonde hair that was beginning to go grey, she looked pretty.

"We have a reservation under Reigns." Roman said, taking out his wallet to hand her his drivers license.

The woman looked through the computer after typing in something and smiled when she looked up. "You're room is ready. You'll be on the fourth floor, in room 412. The pool is open daily, from 10 am to 10 pm, the elevators are to the left. The vending machines and ice machines are located on the second and fourth floors and checkout is at 11 am. Here is your receipt. It states everything about how much it'll all come out to."

Roman signed a few papers before they gave them the room keys. They made their way to the elevators and up to the third floor of the hotel. As the elevator doors open, they see carpets all throughout the hallway, with pictures of beautiful art pieces. Getting to their room, Dean opens the door and goes in with his bags to hold it for everyone else to go in. The cold from the air conditioner greets them as they walk in. The bathroom and the sink is off to the left with a large mirror. Inside he bathroom, there's a huge tub that had small jets in it with controls for the temperature of the water and a small step. Off to the left of it was the shower that had a sliding door that was blurred enough to give privacy. The floors were tiles and the sink counter tops were marble.

The kitchen was small but it had everything needed. A refrigerator, a stove, pots and pans, a sink and a microwave. All that was needed was the food, which they would get later after settling down. The living room had a couch an a sofa with a small table in the middle, and a flat screen television a few feet in front of it. In another area, there was a dining room table big enough for the four of them near the balcony. Pulling the curtains back, there was an amazing view of Barcelona, and they could only imagine how it would look with the sunrise and sunset in the background.

Going to the bedrooms, they saw that there were two. In one, there's a large bed with white covers and blankets and a canopy. A seat, the same length as the width of the bed, was at the foot of the bed with robes rested on it. There is a drawer a few feet in front of it and a closet to the right large enough to be a girl's dream. On the other side of the room, there was a balcony, though much smaller than the one in the living room, gave them a beautiful view. The paintings continued in that room, that helped with the beauty of the room.

In the second room, there was a large bed, with white sheets and blankets, and a canopy over it. The canopy was a rich mahogany color with white curtains that were tied to the frames with a seat and two robes. A carpet was underneath the bed and spread out a few feet from it. Mahogany colored the dresser and the frame around the mirror. A closet about the same size as the one in the first room, the same with the balcony. A small table with a chair in a corner and a lamp.

The four quickly chose their bedrooms with Dean and Gabriella choosing the first room, leaving Danielle and Roman with the second one. Realizing that they might have to share a bed, Roman tried to think of a way to make Danielle more comfortable, and hoped to have a solution by the end of the night.

Her eyes took in everything that was in front of her as she slowly made her way around the room. Getting to the balcony, she looked out from a distance and breathed in before slowly letting it back out.

"What's wrong?" Roman asks.

"This place...it's beautiful." Danielle softly says. "More than what I thought I'd ever be able to see."

Later that night, Danielle had just finished getting ready for bed when Roman walked into the room. He still hadn't addressed the whole sleeping arrangement for the two of them.

"I'll sleep over here." Roman says, walking towards the chair in the corner. Though it had plenty of cushion, he knew he would have a sore back and neck in the morning.

"Why?" Asks Danielle. "You don't want to sleep here? I won't bite."

He chuckles and smiles at her. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable with me in the same bed."

"It's okay. If I hated you, I would not mind you having a bad back from sleeping on that chair." She tells him. "Just no funny business, got it?"

"Yes, ma'am." Roman says with a soft smile.

They turn off the lights and as he makes his way into bed, Danielle quietly makes her way onto the balcony. He watches as she rests her hands on the railing and looks around. She had on shorts with a tank top and her hair was out and in waves, down her back. Exhausted from all those hours of traveling, Roman's eyelids became heavy with sleep until he no longer saw anything except darkness.

About three hours later, Roman woke up to see Danielle still standing outside on the balcony before looking at the time. At some point throughout the three hours, she had managed to put her hair up in a bun. Getting up from bed, he made his way over to the open doors, and heard her quietly humming before suddenly stopping.

"You don't have to stop." He says, with some sleep still in his voice.

"Roman?" She asks, quickly turning around to face him. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

He shakes his head as he stands next to her. "You didn't, but you sound nice."

They share a smile and look around them. Silence fell between them before any of them said a word.

"Have you slept at all?" Roman asks her.

"No. I've been walking around the room and the living room the whole night. Spent some time in the other balcony, too." Danielle replies. "I've had some nights like this in the past, where I barely sleep. It's not the best thing, but it happens."

Danielle looks over at the man standing next to her, when he doesn't say anything. A feeling of peace washes over her as her eyes are set on him. Looking over at her, their eyes meet and the connection is there. Roman gently strokes her cheek and she slightly leans into his touch.

"You should go back to bed. I don't want to keep you from your sleep." Danielle says.

"And leave you to enjoy all of this while I'm sleeping away?" Roman asks.

She smiles at him before leaning her head back, and spreading her arms wide open as she closes her eyes. He stands behind her and rests his hands on her waist as he takes in the sights around him. Including Danielle as she puts her arms down and opens her eyes again.

"I don't deserve this." She says barely above a whisper.

"What are you talking about?" He asks her, now standing beside her once again.

Danielle shrugs. "I'm just a girl from New Orleans, who worked her ass off to become an attorney. Now I'm on vacation in Spain and I don't know what I did to deserve this."

"You worked your ass off, that's what you did." Roman tells her. "You've come so far from where you were, growing up and you deserve something good for yourself. You should be proud of yourself for that, Danielle."

Danielle was proud of herself for everything she's accomplished so far. But she wanted someone else to be proud of her, as well. That someone was her mother. Ever since she was a little girl, Danielle always wanted her parents to be proud of her. But when she barely heard those words from them, she stopped trying for them and started trying more for herself. It didn't mean that she stopped wanting to hear that from them.

"How do you not have a girlfriend?" She asks him.

"I don't know." He says with a soft chuckle. "Maybe I'm wanting to figure something out with someone."

"Well, I need to meet this someone." Danielle says with a yawn.

Roman smiles, watching her. He finds her so beautiful and attractive, from her hard work and drive, to her personality and her strength. Danielle's love for adventure, fueled the need and wanting that he had for it. But the way she loved something simple, just everything, made him have all these feelings for her that he hadn't felt in a long time.

"What if that person is you?" He asks her.

"Then you should do something about it." Danielle tells him with a matter of fact tone that made him smile.

He put his arm around her shoulder as they looked out at in front of them. A few minutes later, he managed to get her to go to bed and get some sleep. After tonight, he was definitely going to try to do something about it.