Author Note: I'd like to thank chloevamp for becoming a follower to this story. I'd also like to thank UnstableLunaticFan and Legolas' Girl 31 for the wonderful reviews. I know that I've put Davina through lots of obstacle since the beginning; but trust me, I have a method to all of this. I hope all of you enjoy this new installment.

Chapter 21:

Davina knew she was drugged with pain killers. Her vision was fuzzy and she was fading in and out of consciousness. During the few focus points, she could see several doctors surrounding her; but Randy was nowhere to be seen. She wanted him. Wanted him to be there. Panic was starting to settle in, which kicked up on the monitor to give the medical staff an indication that her heart rate was increasing. It resulted in another drug being injected into her IV.

Within seconds, the drug did as it was supposed to. Calming her down enough to fall back into slumber. It was not what she wanted. It was too strong to fight against and inevitably lost the battle. It wasn't without thoughts of Randy and the fear she felt the second Kane delivered the tombstone to her. The numbing sensation was instant and it scared her to the point of tears.

"Lift her up!" One medical examiner said to the rest of the staff. He wanted her to be lain on the hospital bed not the stretcher she came in with.

Randy paced back and forth outside of the large medical doors. They were vague about what they thought was going on with her. It was the first time in a long time he was legitimately scared for someone else. He was afraid that she'd loose everything she ever worked for. Injuries to the neck were not something to mess with. They could cause other issues. Issues he didn't want her to have to deal with. She was so young. Being seven years younger than himself, there was so much she had left to accomplish.

"Have you heard anything yet?" Roman asked cautiously approaching the stressed out Randy Orton.

He looked up to see the larger man holding two cups of coffee in his hand. Roman extending one out to him, which Randy took willingly. The warm liquid slid down his throat, slightly calming his out of control emotions. All he wanted was to see her and be with her every step of the way. "No, they are pretty fucking vague about what's going on." He replied honestly.

"That's doctors for ya. Dean took both her and your belongings to his hotel room. He figured they would be safe there."

"Thank you..."

Roman watched Randy finally sit down on a chair outside of the door. It had been a long time since he saw the man so freaked out about something. There was no question that Davina had taken complete control of his heart. There chemistry was pretty instant, even he saw it. He followed suit and sat down next to him, holding his cup of coffee to his lips. "Nikki and Seth came to the ambulance just as it pulled away..."

"Why? So they could laugh about what happened?"

"I don't think so. They both seem to be worried. I don't know if it has anything to do with their own budding relationship; but that's just how it seemed to me."

If that was the case, that might have been why there hasn't been any comments recently. Randy swallowed a mouthful of coffee before answering Roman, "They should worry about her. They've done a lot to her and they should feel guilty as hell. Davina tried to help Nikki and all she got for the effort was a slap to the face."

Roman knew about the incident only from overhearing it from Seth's own mouth. He also knew that Hunter had been planning something big for Davina, much to the displeasure of his wife. Only, Stephanie couldn't deny the talent and the popularity. She drew in money and it was rare for a woman to create a point in merchandise sales. "So why did you come here?" Randy asked out curiosity.

"Believe it or not, Davina is a relative of mine."

Randy raised an eyebrow at him, not really understanding what he was saying. Davina never mentioned being related to Roman in the past. When he thought about it, she did have the same eyes as him. He questioned why she never told him about such a thing. Unless, she didn't even know herself; and if that was really what was going on, how did Roman know?

"She's never mentioned that..."

"Probably because she doesn't even know..."

There was his answer, which made him even more curious about Davina's past. The sound of doors opening, shoved the curiosity to the back of his mind. A doctor walked out and stopped just short of them. Randy stood up and prayed that it was good news; but by the look on the mans face, it wasn't. "Are you the one who came in with Davina Sinclair?" He asked professionally.

"Yes..."

"Are you a relative?"

"No, I'm her boyfriend."

The man wrote it all down on his clipboard. Roman remained silent, not wanting to cause any issues. He could see Randy tense back up. His arms went stiff, making his shoulders raise slightly up. Somehow he knew things were never going to be same after what this doctor had to say. "Okay. The first thing I will say is that she's got a fractured collar-bone."

"Okay..." Randy whispered mentally cursing at Kane's negligence.

"The second, is there is a tear in a muscle around back of the neck. Which caused her to feel all the numbing."

"What's going to be done about it?"

Randy was seeing red at that point. Kane's negligence had caused a large rift in Davina's career. She's not going to be able to wrestle for a long time and it was going to break her heart. Roman knew that her was angry and was glad he warned Hunter to do something about Kane before Randy got his hands on him. "We will send everything to one of the doctors the WWE works with, for now we will keep a neck brace on her and send her home once the drugs wear off."

"Can I see her?"

"Yeah...she's in the second room on the right."

The doctor walked away after shaking Randy's hand. The news was not something either man wanted to hear; but hopefully is wasn't as bad as it sounded. Hopefully her dreams of one day being Diva's Champion wasn't just that...a dream. Randy and Roman walked down the hall and entered the room that was occupied by Davina. She lay asleep, propped up and with a black brace around her neck. "They better hope I never see Kane in the halls..." Randy stated.

"Stephanie said she'd take care of it; but who knows with her." Roman replied sitting down in a chair in the far corner of the room.

Randy sat down on the edge of the bed next to Davina. He watched her breathe in an out. Her hand was warm to the touch. Leaning in, he pressed his lips to her forehead. How many more obstacles were going to be thrown in their path before they were finally allowed to be happy? It was going to be hard traveling without her, not being able to see her face everyday.

Davina fluttered her eyes open to see Randy's face hovering over her own. Her lips instantly curved into a smile. She twined her fingers with his, alerting him to her awareness. "Vina, how are you feeling?" He asked softly.

"Like I'm high at the moment." She replied.

A low chuckle came from both Roman and Randy. She shifted to see Roman in the far corner of the room. Their eyes met for a brief instance, making her question why he was there in the first place. She always wondered why he seemed to familiar to her beside knowing him from work. When she was brought up from NXT to the main roster, he was the first to congratulate her. "So how bad is it?" She asked hoping to get a straight answer from one of them.

"Broken collar bone and torn muscle in the back of your neck." Randy answered reluctantly.

"Figured something was up. I guess I'll be going to see the company's doctor and most likely surgery."

"Hopefully you wont need surgery and it will heal on it's own."

She really hoped that was the case. Her luck didn't seem to give her much of a reprieve. Roman stood up and slowly started to walk out of the room to give them some privacy. He had a lot of time to tell her about their own connection. He didn't know how well she would take it, let alone how Randy would take it.

Davina could see him outside the room through the large window. He was on his phone talking to someone. Randy squeezed her hand, bringing her back to reality. She gingerly turned her head to look at him. His bright blue eyes sparkled against the lighting. "When am I ever going to catch a break?" She stated.

"I was thinking the same thing earlier. I'm so used to seeing you everyday and pretty soon I'm not going to be able to." He replied no longer holding the warmth in his eyes.

Pulling herself to sit the rest of the way up, she rested her head up against his chest. She couldn't wrap her arms around him. The brace prevented her from doing so. The feeling of her head against him made him damn near loose his mind. "Everything will work out how they are supposed to. Yes, it's going to suck that we aren't going to be able to see each other every day; but I'm a patient girl and I'm going to have to go through lots of rehab to get back in that ring."

"That's my girl. Don't you give up on those dreams."

"I'm going to be champion someday damnit."

He chuckled, knowing that she fully meant every word she said. Gently wrapping an arm around her, he pulled her a little closer. His lips found hers without any hesitation. He needed her to know that he wasn't going to go anywhere either. Breaking the connection for a moment, he whispered against her lips. "I love you..."

His words stunned her. It was the three words no man had ever told her before. She always dreamed about what it would be like for someone to tell her those words and actually mean it. The feeling was unlike anything she ever felt before. It only confirmed that, she to, felt love for him. Her heart raced with his confession on repeat in her mind. "I love you too..." She whispered back allowing a single tear to roll down her cheek.

The Hotel

Nikki lay in her bed staring at the ceiling. The sound of rain hitting the window should have been able to put her to sleep by now; but the only thing in her mind was Davina's prone body in the middle of the ring. There still was no official word on her condition, other than she was being sent to the company's doctor to be evaluated. That always meant that something was seriously wrong.

She sat up and ran a hand through her hair that fell over her shoulders. Without another thought, she grabbed her phone and began typing a message to Seth. "I can't sleep. Are you awake?" She asked and hit the word send on the screen.

"Yeah...do you want me to keep you company?" He asked moments later.

"Please..."

Seth never bothered to answer back. He left his room and walked down the long hallway towards the room that occupied Nikki Bella. His hand knocked and in a matter of seconds, she answered. Allowing him inside the room. He noticed that she was dressed in a black tank top and pink shorts. It was hard to keep his eyes off the obvious hardening of her nipples. "Are you worried about Davina?" He asked trying to keep his mind out of the gutter.

"Yeah...she never moved. I thought she was dead until I heard her speak."

Nikki backed away to sit down on the edge of her bed. Seth followed her and sat down next to her. He wanted to comfort her in any way he could. The look of concern and guilt was clearly written on her face. She felt his hand cup the side of her face, drawing her to look at him. "There is nothing wrong with worrying about her. I am to. Once things are settle, we will apologize to both of them."

"Thank you..."

"For what?"

She placed her hand on top of his, curling her fingers around his palm. Her doe eyes met his chocolate ones for an intense feeling of electricity. The feeling of her heart pounding against her chest brought back a familiarity that scared her. After John broke her heart, she was afraid to let anyone else in. Seth had been so patient with her, never pushing for anything more than she was willing to give. "For being so patient with me. You've been there for me at some of my lowest times since all of this happened."

"There is no need to thank me, Nikki. I wanted to be there for you and I still do."

He leaned down, resting his forehead against hers. A loud rumble of thunder echoed from outside the open window. She crawled over his lap, straddling him. He held onto her hips, looking up directly into her eyes. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, holding on and resting her head on his shoulder. "Will you stay with me tonight?" She asked softly.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to..." He replied.

Nikki shifted her weight off him and crawled up to head of the bed. Sliding the covers back down, she rested her head against the pillow. Seth settled right next to her, laying an arm over her waist. He could feel her curl her body up into his. His fingers rubbed up against her skin, trying his best to comfort her into sleep. "Goodnight, angel..." He whispered before kissing her shoulder tenderly.

Biting back the tears that threatened to break free, she swallowed the lump in her throat and twined her fingers with his. "Goodnight, Seth..." She replied hoping her voice didn't crack as she spoke.