Something was wrong. Something had gone terribly wrong. Dolly shot up and instantly grabbed a hold of her knee, biting down on her lip to prevent from screaming. They had practiced the move so many times before, and every other time it had gone smoothly, except this once.

She laid back down on the mat, holding her knee to her chest as Candy came over to her side immediately. "Are you OK?" She asked, helping Dolly sit up; they were having a practice match in the ring until she landed wrong.

"Step back, step back..." Austin made his way to the ring, pushing Candy out of the way. "What hurts?" he asked Dolly.

She hissed in pain as she did her best to hold back tears. "My knee..." her breaths were quick and shallow as

Austin took her leg in his hands and tried to straighten for her. She screamed in pain as he leg was hardly touched, and she allowed the first tear to roll down her cheek.

"Pick her up. I'll take her to the hospital. Class is over." He walked behind her and lifted her off of the ground with Candy supporting her other side. Dolly could feel her knee swelling as she hobbled her way to his car. She didn't want to say anything, didn't want to look weak in front of her teacher...this was embarrassing enough.

She found a pillow in the back seat and propped her injured leg upon it, wincing in pain. Dolly closed her eyes as she leaned her head on the side window, wiping away another tear. The last thing she wanted was for her teacher to think she was weak, because she definitely wasn't.

Austin entered his car, turned around to look at Dolly. She looked tired, defenseless and in pain. Her bottom lip was quivering as she looked out the window, avoiding eye contact with him. "Hey," he whispered, grabbing her hand with his, "you're going to be all right."

She gave his hand a squeeze and a weak smile, still holding back her tears. Her green eyes stared at her knee, watching it swell and throb in pain, making her want to scream as loud as she could and cry every possible tear that her body would allow her. Instead, she just kept her head on the window and didn't pay attention to him as he drove way over the speed limit, just so she could get checked out at the nearest hospital.

By the time they got there, she had fallen asleep and was only awoken because Austin was trying to lift her without waking her up. "Can you put any pressure on your leg?" he asked, once they were out of the car.

Placing her good leg on the ground, Dolly had little balance as she couldn't even straighten out her left leg without wincing. "It hurts!" she yelled unintentionally, letting all the tears go. "It hurts so fucking much..." In a swift movement, Austin picked her up and carried her into the emergency section of the hospital, not putting her down until they were able to find three chairs: two for them to sit on, and one for her leg.

"All right, paper work time," he mumbled. "Name?"

She smiled. "Austin, I hurt my knee. I can fill it out myself."

"You need to rest. What is your name?"

"Dolly Grace Paliti."

"Age?"

"18."

"Where are you from?"

"Hamilton, Ontar..."

"Chicago, Illinois."

She stared at him confusingly, scrunching her eyebrows together. "Chicago?" she questioned.

"Play along. Why are you here?"

Rolling her eyes, she began to laugh. "I fell down the stairs because I tripped over a cordless phone," she answered.

This time, Austin rolled his eyes. "Injured knee," he mumbled. "Blah blah blah...and, you're done. I'll go hand it in." He stood up and walked over to the front desk, leaving Dolly behind. She couldn't help but smile at how playful he was while they filled out the application, a complete 180 from the Austin she was used to. He had a grin, nice eyes, and a personality that she could easily play into.

By the time he returned, she could feel her eyes closing. "Doll face, you got to stay awake," he told her with a nudge, sitting back down next to her. "Look alive and all that fun stuff. Tell me about yourself."

Dolly shifted uncomfortably in her seat, taking her hand to scratch the back of her head. What was she supposed to tell him that he already didn't know? "I like wrestling," she finally said, throwing the obvious out there, "and I like the colour pink. And shoes. I really like shoes."

"What about your family? Mom, Dad..what about those older brothers that beat you up and made you tough?" he asked, turning around so he was facing her.

"No siblings; I'm an only child. I think I might have a half brother or something out there...I don't know. My mom left when I wasn't even a year old so it was just me and my Dad my whole life, well...until I came here anyways."

His heart broke. He watched as her eyes shifted around the room, focusing on her leg, then to the little kid that was cradled in his mother's arms and back to her leg again. She was uncomfortable with the conversation that was for sure, he could even see her hands fidget with the hair elastic she always wore on her wrist.

"I'm sorry," he managed to whisper, his eyes still watching her hands. "You didn't have to say anything..."

"Eh," she responded with a shrug of her shoulders, "you asked. Might as well answer, right?"

"But if you were uncomfortable with it..."

"Tell me about your family. You never say anything about them," she cut him off, getting the attention off of her. "I want to know about the older brothers that beat you up to make you tough." She smiled as she quoted him from earlier once she saw him smile back.

So she listened. She listened as he told her about his sisters, how old they were, how much trouble they caused and would always blame it on him because he was the oldest. Dolly learned about his parent's divorce, his decision to not live with either of them and moving out on his own. The main reason why he was a wrestler.

She could've listened to him all day but a doctor had to come out and call her in, finally to get her knee checked out.

"So, Miss...Dolly. What happened?" The doctor looked over the clipboard, scanning over the sheet that Austin had filled out earlier. "How did you hurt your knee?"

"I uh...fell wrong. This was just stupid because I've done the move a million times before and..."

"Excuse me? The move?"

Dolly looked at the doctor then, her eyes freezing on their name tag: Dr. Linz. How was she supposed to explain the move? "Well, see, I was supposed to flip myself over her back, and then..."

"She's training to become a wrestler," Austin cut Dolly off.

"Oh. I thought it was fake?" Dr. Linz asked. Dolly and Austin looked at each other, both of them rolling their eyes.

"Well, let's go get you x-rayed. Does your boyfriend want to come?" she asked, opening the door to get a wheel chair.

"My...my boyfriend?" Dolly asked.

"I'm not her boyfriend!" Austin exclaimed, louder than he had wanted. "I'm her teacher. No. No, we are not dating."

"God no," Dolly responded. "He's my teacher."

"Oh. OK then..." the doctor wheeled the chair into the room, helping Dolly settle herself on it and made sure she was comfortable.

After her x-rays, Austin and Dolly sat together in the waiting room, waiting for the results. "I don't think it'll be too bad," he assured her. "The swelling has gone down a little bit."

"They gave me Tylenol 3's; everything has gone dow..." she yawned in mid-sentence and without thinking about it, laid her head on his shoulder."I'm so tired."

She closed her eyes, letting a puff of air out through her cheeks. "I'm tired and hungry."

He laughed as he wraped an arm around her, bringing her closer. Her arm was thrown across his torso as she snuggled her head into his chest. "Food, food, food," she mumbled, feeling her eyes getting heavier and heavier.

Austin let her lay on him, not thinking much of it. When the doctor came back out, she had a pair of crutches with her and a knee brace. "She needs to wear this," Dr. Linz told Austin. "Put it on her tomorrow morning. She'll need the crutches until she can put pressure on her knee, which won't be for about two weeks," she handed a pill container to him, "two of these every four hours. They'll make her tired, but they'll help the pain." Dr. Linz smiled as she saw Dolly snuggling into Austin, fast asleep. "How is she getting to the car?"

"I'll carry her. She's a lightweight," he said jokingly, picking her up in his arms. He had the container of pills in his pocket and the knee brace in one of his hands; he had to ask Dr. Linz to carry out the crutches.

He noticed that she was clinging onto him closer than she was when they first arrived. Dolly was dead asleep by now and probably wouldn't even notice if a train passed right in front of them. Placing her in the backseat gently, she stirred a little bit, opening her eyes. "Where are we going now?" she asked tiredly.

"I'm taking you home," he told her, swiping a piece of blonde hair off of her forehead. "You just sleep, OK? I'll wake you when we get there..."

"I sleep in my truck," she whispered. "I can't afford a place yet. Candy and I are looking at apartments together..."

"You can stay with me then. I'll sleep on the couch and you can have my bed. Your knee is too bummed to be sleeping in a truck for tonight and besides, there's a whole bunch of stuff I have to explain to you in the morning; knee brace, pills..."

Dolly sighed as Austin continued to list off things he needed to explain before she eventually shut the door on him; she was too tired to listen to him.

He tossed the crutches in the trunk and entered the driver's side, starting up the car and driving away. By the time he pulled into his parking space at his apartment, it was after two in the morning and all he wanted to do was sleep.

Austin carried Dolly and her knee brace all the way up the flights of stairs and had to use his foot to knock on the door. When his roommate wasn't answering, he slung Dolly over his shoulder and barged in, seeing his roommate sitting on the couch with a familiar redhead face down in his lap.

"Sorry," he mumbled, walking past the couch before he stopped. "Candy?"

Her head bobbed up with her face beet red. "Hi," she whispered, giving a small wave and wiping the side of her mouth with her thumb. "I was just leaving..."

"I'll walk you out!" the roommate offered, shooting up from the couch and zipping up his pants.

"Grab the crutches out of the trunk!" Austin called as the door slammed. Rolling his eyes, he walked into his room and laid Dolly down on top of the blankets. She was still sleeping he saw as he couldn't help but stare. She looked so peaceful while she slept, so undisturbed and at peace...

He strapped the knee brace on her while she slept, just incase she were to wake up at all through the night because of her knee. When the final buckle was finished, the snap caused her eyes to flutter open. A moan escaped from her lips as she rolled over to her side, and then winced. "Ow," she groaned, sitting up. "Why won't it feel better?"

"Because you sprained it," Austin answered for her, sitting at the edge of the bed. "You got to wear that knee brace for a while, plus you have crutches, and pills you have to take. Then you'll be better."

"How long am I out for?"

"Three weeks."

"Make it two," she joked, falling backwards onto the pillows. "Thanks for letting me stay here. You have a comfy bed..." he smiled at her as he stood up and began to walk out of the room. Then right before the door clicked shut, he heard his name being called.

He peeked his head into the room, "what's up, Doll face?"

Dolly looked over to where he was, her eyes beginning to close. And with a yawn, she said, "can you lay with me? Just until I fall asleep..."

"Dolly..." he groaned as he walked back into the room."Just until you fall sleep. And you can't tell anyone."

"I asked you to lay with me, not go down on me," she responded. "Christ, just lay on the opposite side of the bed." He laughed as he sat down on the bed and laid down on some of the pillows beside her, staring at the ceiling. "I'm not tired," she spoke after a few minutes.

"Me either."

"What are we going to do until then?" She turned her head to the side to stare at him, only to have his eyes stare at her back.

He moved his head over closer to her, "I don't know," he whispered. She was so close to him, he could feel her breath against his cheek. "I guess we could talk more," he suggested.

"Because we haven't done that enough today," she said with a laugh.

Then it was silent again. She could feel him move closer to her, and she couldn't help but do the same. By now there was no space left between, and they simply kissed.

Her hand cupped his face as she moved even closer to him, deepening the kiss as she pulled him closer to her, making his upper body lay on her. His hands went to her back to sat her up against the headboard; in a heated moment he placed his hand on her bare thigh as his lips kissed the side of her neck.

Dolly gasped as he gently nipped at her collarbone, taking his hat off and throwing it off to the side. She could feel his hands move up her body, and then in a sudden moment, reality hit.

"Austin," she whispered, prying his head off of her. "Austin, we shouldn't be doing this..." He rested his head against her shoulder, taking his hand off of her thigh.

"You're right. You're 100 right," he whispered back, his eyes on contact on her chest. "Here, just...lay down," he suggested, rolling onto his side.

She moved back down on the bed, resting her head against all the pillows. Her upper body turned away from him, and then a wave of security went through her as she felt his arm pull her closer and he nuzzled her neck. Another kiss was placed upon her skin as his fingers entwined with hers.

With a smile, Dolly moved closer to him, feeling his protective arm wrap around her body even more, where it stayed until the morning.