A/N: I'm not a doctor, nurse or anything related. I'm just a person with access to Google so if some of the information in the chapter isn't medically accurate...it's fiction.


"Hello, Ms. Nelson," Dr. Foster greeted. She could tell that he was annoyed with her because in his mind her frequent visits were a waste of time. "Are you ready to begin."

"Of course," Robbie nodded. She was taken through the usual examinations and was waiting for the results. Dr. Foster entered and sat behind his computer without speaking a word. This worried her because he'd usually dismissively set her next appointment and send her on her way.

"Is something wrong?" she asked. He didn't answer as he rolled his chair over to turn the light off. Then with a remote control he turns on a projector. It shined a bright white square on the wall in front of her. He presses a button and her MRI body scan appeared. "W-what am I looking at?"

"We found something…" he began and her heart dropped.

Robbie took a terrified, shuddering breath and turned to face him. "I knew it...I knew it! How much time do I have left?"

"It's not what you think," he said, grabbing a laser pointer. He moved it to her hip area. "This is the nucleus, or cell of a tumor. Don't worry, it's benign for now but when it decides to grow whether it be tomorrow, next week or next year, it could be fatal."

This information did nothing to calm her down. "Is it related to my cancer at all?"

"No, all cancers come from tumors but not all tumors are cancerous or have the potential to become cancerous," he explained. "Also, I want to apologize for being nonchalant about your concerns these last few months. I'd like to continue seeing you as often as I am now just to keep an eye on you."

"So what do we do about this?"

"We can schedule a date to operate," Dr. Foster replied.

"Schedule a date? You just said this thing could grow tomorrow and be fatal! No, I want it out of me today!" she said, forcefully.

"I understand but I have two more appointments after you and three surgeries scheduled for this afternoon. My next opening won't be until next Tuesday and I understand you'll be on the road with WWE that day so unless you take off that day, I'll be open to perform the surgery Wednesday."

She shook her head, not wanting to accept that answer. "Orlando is huge. I'm sure you can make a call to one of your fellow oncologist buddies around the city and get me in with them."

He sighed. "I'll see what I can do."

An hour later, she was going nuts at the hospital as she was prepped for surgery. What if Dr. Foster read the scan wrong and it was cancerous? What if opening her up caused the tumor to spread? That would change the odds tremendously and not in her favor. A nurse injected something into her IV.

"Wait, what is that?"

"It's the happy med, a light sedative to relax you before we take you into the operating room. It'll probably put you to sleep," she informed.

"Hey, can I have my phone? It's with the rest of my stuff. I need to make a call before this stuff hits and knocks me out. I can feel myself drifting already."


"I haven't seen this one yet," Galina said, showing Roman a picture of them on the Hobbs and Shaw red carpet.

"You looked absolutely beautiful that night," he complimented. They'd fixed their intimacy issues and were back on track to a healthy marriage. The reconciliation was complete. He didn't struggle with his feelings for Robyn as much and he didn't think about her as much anymore. He was being intentional about focusing most of his attention on his wife, kids and work instead of constantly peaking over the fence at Robyn to see how green the grass is on the other side.

His phone was on the charger beside Galina when it rang. She leaned over to look at the screen. "It's Robyn. I didn't know she still contacted you on your off days."

"She doesn't…" Roman replied. He thought about ignoring it but then he remembered that she barely contacted him at home when they were together so for her to do it now left him curious. He answered. "Hello?"

"Oh hi!" she yawned, sounding sleepy yet upbeat.

"Are you okay?"

"No...I'm about to go into surgery…"

"Surgery?!" he exclaimed, causing Galina's head to snap up.

"Yeah, they found a cell that promotes tumor growth," she said, like it was no big deal.

Roman's entire body froze, as did his voice which struggled to find any kind of power behind it. His mouth opened, but his voice still didn't sound. When it finally did, it was a whisper that could only be heard because of the quietness of the room. "Is it malignant?"

"No, it's benign but they still have to remove it before it grows and becomes malignant. Anyway, I wasn't going to tell anyone but I thought you should know just in case because I don't know this doctor and how he operates so if I don't call you in a few hours, I'm probably dead. Please don't contact WWE about this...unless of course I'm dead," she chuckled.

"Robyn, there's some shit you don't joke about and this is one of them," he admonished. "Where are you?"

"I'm sorry, it's the stuff they gave me. Oh, and I'm coming to you live from a hospital bed…"

"That's not what I meant when I asked where you were and you know that! Are you alone?"

"Yes. Joe, if I die…"

"Stop talking about dying and give me your location!"

"Can I finish, please? I was saying if I die, I want you to know that I love you, okay? Bye..."

"Robyn? Rob?" he heard her breathing on the other end of the line so the medicine must've kicked in.

"Surgery? What's going on?" Galina asked.

Roman pinched the bridge of his nose. "Robyn is getting ready to go into surgery to remove a tumorous cell."

"Oh my god, is it serious? Well, of course it is but is it life threateningly serious?"

"No, but the fact that it could've been is getting to me," he confessed.

"What are you waiting for then?" she said, giving him the green light to go.

"I'm definitely going but I have no information on her hospital location so unless I go from medical center to medical center looking..." he trailed off before it hit him. "Shit, her oncologist tried to solicit me into becoming his patient that time I accompanied her. He gave me his card. I don't recall throwing it away so it should be around here somewhere but it was months ago so who knows where it is right now."

"The drive is an hour and a half so how about you get on the road and while you're on the way, I'll look around the guest room where you were sleeping at the time to see if I can find anything. If I do, I'll call the office and try to figure out which hospital she was sent to," Galina said. He looked at her in disbelief so she nodded to confirm that this was real and that she actually said it. "You know I'm not exactly comfortable with the history that you two share but I'm not insecure enough to keep you here while she goes through that alone. Your support of patients extends beyond just children."

"Thank you so much," he hugged her. "I love you so much, probably more than ever right now."

"I love you too. Now go. I'll tell the kids that you had to run a work related errand which is technically true."

With the engine roaring, tires screaming and burning rubber Roman backed out of his driveway. From the sound of it, she was going to be okay but what if? He banged his fists on the steering wheel. If she didn't decide to call him and something happened to her, he would've never forgiven himself for the way he left things. When he was 20 minutes away from Orlando, he received a call from Galina.

"Do you find it?"

"Yep, found it, called it, and I'm getting ready to text you the address to the hospital."

Roman walked into the waiting room and approached the woman at the desk who ogled him. "I'm here for Robyn Nelson. Is she out of surgery, yet?"

"I'll check," she picked up the phone and had a conversation with a nurse. "No, not yet."

He sat around and paced for another hour, wondering what the hold up was. Then, he started thinking the worst, were there complications? Did they find more tumors inside? He was hungry but afraid to leave the area in case there were any developments.

A doctor wearing a surgical cap, gown and mask approached the nurse's station. One of the women pointed to Roman and waved him over.

Roman's feet felt like cement bricks as he tried to lift them. Apparently he wasn't moving fast enough so the doctor approached him.

He pulled down his surgical mask when they were face to face. "Roman Reigns?"

"Joe," he corrected.

"I assume you're here to support your coworker."

Roman wanted to roll his eyes. No, he stalked around waiting rooms on the regular. "Yes."

"Robyn's surgery went well. She's still out. We're going to monitor her for about an hour and then she can be taken home."

Roman's stiff shoulders dropped and he exhaled, seeming visibly relaxed. "Can I see her?"

"Sure, follow me," the surgeon showed Roman to a room where a nurse sat bedside. "Let's give them some privacy."

Roman stood over Robyn. Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted, her chest rose and fell rhythmically. He brushed a strand of hair out of her face. Potentially losing her made him realize something. "I love you too, Rob. Don't ever scare me like this again."

He didn't think it was possible to love two women at once but here he was. Of course he loved them both in different ways. Life with Galina was quiet, good. Peaceful, that is the word. Life with Robyn was exciting, new, bonding, crazy sex. Two different women, two different experiences. Feelings were one thing, acting on them were another and he's moved on from that. To avoid things becoming more complicated than they already were, he'd never repeat those three words when she woke.

The doctor knocked, pulling him from his thoughts. "You can pull your car around to take her out. She's going to be groggy when she first wakes up and will probably be in and out of sleep for the rest of the evening."

"Can she eat? Will she be able to walk?"

"Yes, she can eat. She'll also be able to walk but since the operation was on her hip area, she'll be in pain and will probably need the assistance of a crutch for the next few days. I'm going to give you a prescription for her pain meds before you leave."


Robyn's eyes blinked open as she stared at her own ceiling. She knew she had surgery but she wondered how she got back home. With a groan, she sat up. The anesthesia hadn't completely worn off so she felt foggy. Her house was quiet and she was alone.

The front door open and she heard footsteps, followed by Roman's voice. "I'm just getting back from the pharmacy to get her prescriptions filled. She was out cold when I left. No one is here with her so if you're okay with it, I'm going to spend the night. Alright, thank you for understanding, babe. I love you."

"Joe?" Robyn weakly called out.

He quickly appeared at the door. "Good, you're awake."

"What are you doing here? How did you find the hospital?"

"What do you mean, what am I doing here? You called me distressed. Did you think I wasn't going to show up?" he asked. "And Galina helped me find you."

"Wow, that was nice of her."

"Are you okay? Can I get you anything? Are you in any pain?"

"I'm fine and no, at least not right now," she shook her head.

"Are you even happy to see me?"

"Of course, I am."

"I can't tell. Your voice is monotonous and your expression is blank," he pointed out.

"Joe, I'm not in any position to jump out of bed and do backflips at the sight of you right now."

"I don't want that but I feel like ever since we broke up you've been closed off and distant. Then you said that you loved me earlier and then you act like this so I'm getting mixed signals."

"I knew you would bring that up," she grabbed a pillow and pressed it over her face. "Do you know how high I was when I said that?"

"Sure, you were high but did you mean it?"

"Joe, you're a married, married man again so why does it matter?"

"I guess you're right. I don't want to upset you," he sighed, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "You were in surgery for a little over 2 hours and have been sleeping for 2 more. I know you're hungry."

As if on cue her stomach growled. "Lucky guess."

"Do you want me to bring it in here?"

"No, I've been in laying down for too long," she threw the blanket off of her and stood. She was still wearing the hospital gown. Raising it, she saw the bandaged scar. Roman fixed a crutch under her arm to take the weight off. "I feel like this is supposed to hurt but I'm too drugged up to feel anything."

"Give it a while, you will..."

"I know I was kind of mean a little while ago but I do appreciate you for coming here and bringing me food," she said, sitting down at the table.

"It was nothing," he waved it off. "So what are you going to do about work? You can't go from the operating table to the ring in a matter of days."

"About that…" she grabbed her phone.

"Hello?" Stephanie answered.

"Hey, Steph. It's Robyn. I was wondering if I could have the weekend and next week off?"

"What's going on?"

"I had to visit the doctor today."

Steph's voice rose in shock. "Related to your diagnosis?"

"No. I've been experiencing complications with my IUD for weeks now: back pain that was consistent, heavy flow, headaches. I had to get it removed."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, but it was recommended that I avoid in-ring action for the week."

"You can take whatever time you need and don't rush it. The ring will be here when you're ready."

"Thanks Steph," Robyn replied before ending the call.

"Why did you lie?" Roman asked.

"Because I'm not you. Your leukemia came back and you returned to your spot. I'm replaceable so if they knew that I had a scare, they'll never push me because I'll be seen as a risk," she reasoned. "They're not going to put the title on someone who could get sick again at any given moment."

"That couldn't be farther from the truth," he replied.

"Maybe, maybe not but I don't want to find out," she said, noticing him looking around the living room, smiling. "What?"

"Memories. Anyway, I can't imagine your reaction to the news. You were paranoid enough in general already," he chuckled.

"I was so scared. From the time he walked into the room until the time he told me something was wrong was probably less than 3 minutes but it felt like an eternity. I thought, 'this is it' and was already thinking about making funeral arrangements," she laughed, adjusting in her seat which caused her to hiss. "Didn't I hear you tell Galina that you picked up a prescription for me?"

"Yeah, the pills" he nodded.

"I think I'm going to need one," another sharp pain hit her. "Maybe two."

As he was walking back from the room, the doorbell rang. They looked at each other in question. She knew she was not expecting any company. He put a finger to his mouth, signaling quiet and they ignored it.

"We hear your footsteps!" a female voice yelled on the other side.

"Shit!" he cursed under his breath, going over to look through the peephole. "Oh!"

When he opened the door, Mandy and Sonya were waiting with balloons, flowers, a teddy bear and an overnight bag.

"What are you two doing here?" she asked, genuinely curious, not having contacted anyone besides Stephanie a few minutes ago. "How did you find out?"

"I felt a pain in my sides a little while ago so I told Daria to take me to the hospital. A janitor approached us and said that it must be WWE day at the hospital because we the fourth to pop up today," Mandy explained. "We asked who the other two were and he said you came first and then Roman Reigns showed up. He didn't go into details, not that he'd know anyway but we could read between the lines if Joe was there. Are you...okay?"

"Yes," she replied, not going into further detail about her procedure. "It's not cancer related by the way. You didn't mention this to anyone, did you? I'm trying to keep it under wraps."

"No, after stopping by the gift shop and our place, we came right over," Mandy replied.

"Plus we wouldn't take your moment away. If something major was wrong, it's your story, your business and your right to tell it," Sonya added, glancing off to the side. "Just like Joe."

"Well now that that's settled. I can't believe you guys came! Thank you so much!" Robyn smiled.

Roman handed her two pills and a glass of water. "It looks like they have you covered so I'm going to head home."

"Thanks for coming," Robyn replied.

"Anytime," he nodded, pausing at the door to look at her before disappearing.