'Take What You Can Get'
For: LindseyRedfield
Pairing: Wade Barrett/OC
Year: 2010

Lucinda sat at her dining room table, alone. It definitely wasn't the first time and she knew it wouldn't be the last. She knew it came with dating a wrestler on the main roster but she wished it was different sometimes.

When he'd been called up for NXT, he was still flying back to Florida to do the FCW shows, but now that he was leader of The Nexus, he didn't have as much time to fly back and see her. She gave him credit for flying back as much as he could, but Vince had him on a tight schedule and no one wanted to annoy the boss at Christmas time.

She pushed her fork around her plate; she had only eaten a minimal amount of the food. She just didn't have the appetite.

Lucinda, or Luci as she preferred to be called, was training to become a WWE Diva and as hard as she tried, she was in a slump because of Wade's absence. She didn't need him to be good, she was doing just fine before they got together, she was just distracted.

The weather was warm and she was somewhat grateful. Cold weather reminded her of when he took her to England.

Luci looked at the clock at the door and sighed. It was lunch time on Monday, December twenty. He wouldn't be home for at least two days – Raw, house shows and signings, as well as SmackDown.

"This is so stupid." She mumbled to herself, pushing away from the table.

All she knew for sure was that he was a tad banged up after the Tables, Ladders and Chairs Pay Per View. Though, she expected nothing less after he had twenty-three chairs fall on top off him, while he was underneath a table. Luci didn't know John Cena personally, but she wouldn't be afraid to give him a piece of her mind if Wade started complaining.

As she made her way into the front room of her house, she took in the plastic tree and shook her head, it was the first year she'd gone without a real pine Christmas tree and she felt like a bit of a scrooge. Her argument was that she was going to be the only one seeing the three – she didn't like people over at her house because it meant she had to clean – and didn't want to have to clean up the bristles that fell off.

She had managed to convince Wade to help her decorate it at the beginning of December, even if he had objected to it being plastic. She had kindly told him that he was never around to see it, so it shouldn't matter.

Sometimes she wished she hadn't done that, because the overload of tinsel reminded her of her boyfriend. Everything reminded her off him.

Her thin eyebrows furrowed in confusion when she saw a cab pull up in the front of her house. As far as she knew, she didn't live near any of the wrestlers, nor had anyone gone out. She could only assume that someone had gone out the night before and been too intoxicated to operate the car even hours later. She shook her head with a short laugh, it wouldn't surprise her.

She turned away and climbed the stairs to her bedroom, taking in the messy sheets and clothes all over the floor. No one would be coming to her house for Christmas; she didn't see the point in keeping the house tidy, much less clean.

She picked up her cell phone and dialled the familiar number of her boyfriend. Confusion overcame her when she heard the generic ring tone coming from down the stairs followed by a lot of fumbling.

"That better be you, Wade." She said harshly as she stepped down the stairs.

He was stood there; his arms casually out in front of him, a huge smile on his face. His presence registered in her brain but she didn't move to greet him.

"Wha- Huh? Why aren't you...? You're supposed to be at Raw!" she exclaimed wildly. He shrugged and tried to get her to walk his way, but she stayed back. "You're a ghost or something, a figment of my imagination."

"I'm almost one hundred percent sure that I'm real, love." He laughed deeply, walking to her. "Real." He said as he kissed her lightly, "Why would you dream me up, anyway?" she just wrapped her arms around his neck and held him tight.

When he tried to lead them into her bedroom, Luci planted her feet on the ground and tried to pull him back. "We can't go in there." She tried to take him back down the stairs.

"Love, we can't do what I want to downstairs." He chuckled but she held her ground, eventually winning him over and pulling him into the front room.

"What are you even doing here?" she asked once they were seated on the couch. Luci had placed herself comfortably on his lap without a second thought, but he didn't mind.

"Nexus is dead." He stated calmly.

"What does that mean for you? If Nexus is dead, you can't really do anything." She told him realistically.

"Not dead, dead. Dead until next year. John took us all out, as promised." Wade said as he kissed the top of her head lightly, "And now he thinks he can run Raw."

"But you guys aren't going to let that happen, are you?" she asked him as though the whole Nexus storyline was real.

"Not in the slightest." She rested her head on his shoulder, somewhat sad that he was still going to be travelling with the main roster. She was beyond proud of him for getting to where he was, but she missed him whenever he was gone.

"I'm here for the next two weeks." He told her as he once again kissed her head, "It doesn't seem like much, love, but you'll want me gone before they're up." He told her in his most knowing voice. "Now, let's get back to what I originally had planned."

She couldn't help but squeal as he stood up, holding onto her as he carried her up the stairs. Suddenly she didn't care if he saw how messy her room was. He was back. For two weeks. Not long, but she had to take what she could get.