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Riley was running down what seemed like a very long, dark, and narrow tunnel. She was starting to feel tired, but kept running with hopes of seeing a white light. She also heard footsteps running after her from behind, but didn't want to waste time to stop and look.

Suddenly, she slipped and fell. Even in total darkness, she could see a shadow approaching her. She slowly turned around and saw someone standing over her with a knife in hand. She couldn't see the person's face, who lifted the knife in their hands.

"NO! Please, don't!" Riley screamed.

"Riley, wake up."

Riley's eyes snapped open as she saw Dave's light brown eyes staring into hers. Drenched in sweat, she clung herself on to Dave's chest, who instantly wrapped his arms around her. The moment he did that, she broke down in tears, shaking uncontrollably.

"Shhh," whispered Dave, rubbing her back softly. "Baby, it's okay. I'm here."

"Dave... it all seemed so real," she said, choking back tears.

"It was just a dream, baby. It was just a dream, okay? I'm here, I'm not going anywhere."

"Don't leave me. Please don't leave me..."

"I will never leave you."

After what seemed like an eternity, Riley finally drifted back to sleep in Dave's arms, who never let go of her the whole time.

The next morning, Riley heard the doorbell of the hotel room ringing and Dave got up from bed to open it.

"How is she? I came over the moment you texted me," she heard Randy saying in a voice that is soft but also laced with worry.

"She had a nightmare," said Dave.

"What was it about?"

"I have no idea. When I woke her up, she was crying. It must have been a really bad one."

"Dave, we really need to do something about this Oliver guy."

"I know, but like the police said, we don't have any evidence. We cannot prove that it was Miller who sent Riley that text and we cannot prove that he was there that night. In fact, we don't even know if it's him."

"Then what, Dave? This is taking a toll on Riley. She's losing sleep, she's distracted, she's botching up her matches... You know how she overthinks. You know how bad it can be for her."

"I know," said Dave, with a tone of defeat in his voice. "I wish there is something I can do too. It pains me to see her like this. It's been weeks and the nightmares have gotten worse."

"The only thing we can do is to keep her safe."

Deciding to wake up, Riley stirred in bed and turned to face her brother and her boyfriend. "Hey," she greeted them.

"How are you feeling?" asked Randy, who sat on the edge of the bed.

"Was it that bad?"

"How many times do I have to tell you that the 'twin connection' is real?" said Randy, who smiled at Riley.

"So what? We're going to become like the Bella twins?" said Riley, laughing. "I'm going to hide underneath the ring and we can do that whole 'switching places' thing they did before? It's gonna be hard, though. With you not having boobs and me not having, well, THAT."

"Oh please. Just the thought of Randy doing that hip-shake thing and jumping backwards into the ring is enough to kill my brain cells," said Dave, who folded his arms and smiled.

"You know you'd tap that, big man," said Randy, throwing Dave a wink which caused Riley to burst out in laughter.

She knew that they were playing around, but it did make her laugh and she has not been doing a lot of that lately.

Riley, Dave, and Randy arrived at the airport to fly to their next destination. While waiting to get onboard, Randy went to find something to eat while Riley and Dave sat on the seats near the boarding gate. As they were talking, a young boy wearing a backpack and a WWE shirt who looked about seven years old came up to them.

"Aw, hey cutie," said Riley, smiling at the boy. "What's your name?"

"Steve," said the little boy timidly, then he took off his backpack and took out a piece of paper and a pen. "Can I have an autograph?"

"Of course," said Riley. She signed the paper, then passed it to Dave who signed it as well and included in a smiley face, which Riley thought was adorable.

"There you go," said Dave, handing Steve back his paper.

"Thank you!" said Steve, who happily hugged the two of them and ran back to his parents who were grinning. Both Riley and Dave waved to Steve's parents, who waved back and mouthed the words 'Thank you' and walked away.

"You seem good with kids," said Dave.

"I babysat a lot for my cousins, neighbours, and parents' friends when I was a teenager. I didn't have much of a social life, but hey, I always had extra pocket money."

"Have you ever thought of, you know, settling down? Having kids of your own?"

"It is something I want to do in the future," she said thoughtfully. "Why do you ask?"

"Because there's no one else I can imagine spending the rest of my life with."

"Gee, I wonder who the lucky girl is," joked Riley, pretending to look around. Dave then captured her lips with his in a soft, tender kiss.

"I love you," said Dave, his gaze warm and soft.

Riley smiled softly, her heart beating rapidly. "I love you too," she said, then leaned in to kiss Dave again. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Randy had just came back and pretended to make gagging noises, clutching his throat. She waved at him to go away, smiling as she continued kissing Dave.

She didn't care; all that mattered was that she and Dave were in love with each other.

A/N: Hold up, they're not engaged. Yet :p

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