A/N: Bumpy roads from here on out. I still don't own the WWE characters you recognize.

Tracy & Dean

Dean played with Tracy's hair as rubbed her fingers through the hair on his chest to say they were both tired was an understatement and used the past few hours exploring each other's bodies.

"I have to get ready to go home." Tracy spoke but didn't make an effort to move enjoying the warmth of Dean's arms around her. He spent the night making her feel good all over, it was like he was trying to erase all her insecurities with his hands and mouth. "I hate the person I've become."

"Did you uh… at the club with anyone else?"

"Other than you? No. I was there several times before I saw you and I would see Seth going upstairs with at least two women a night. Hell, one night he had some threesome and I watched him over and over and fucking over. I would go home and just wait on him to come home; I could tell when he showered there or he'll come and I'll pretend I was sleep."

"What made you try it?"

"I told you. I had to know and I felt so dirty afterwards, no offense." Tracy kissed his chest gently as a sign of an apology. "I ended up crying my ass off in the shower afterwards."

"You were nervous."

"I drank so much that night to take the edge off. I don't know what made you approach me."

"You didn't look like you belonged, it was a project for me and you were wonderful."

"I was a wreck." Tracy laughed nervously.

"That too but a wreck that could move your ass wonderfully. I didn't think I was going to see you again but there you were two nights later."

"He didn't shower the night before and got in the bed." Tracy mumbled. "I was upset and…"

"And not as nervous and I slowly became addicted to you and that damn whisper."

"I was working on an accent originally but I decided to do this deep whisper shit." The tone in her voice went to what she was using at The Club. "I wanted to be this voyeur, sexual being. It's so funny as much as I looked for you, Seth never even batted an eye in my direction. I was so nervous he would know it was me, I avoided seeing him but it didn't matter because he didn't seem to even notice I was in the room. I thought moving in together would I don't know what the fuck I was thinking but I love him but I can't keep doing this. It's damaging me, I feel fucking damaged and now look at us. I got you wrapped up in our shit and it's going to break so many people because I needed to get a taste of what he was doing."

"You can't put all the blame on you, he's at fault, I'm at fault as well. I was in that club as well and I can't even honestly say that I would never go back to The Club but I was going more frequently looking for you but of course didn't know it was you. The more we talked the more I wanted to get to know you, hell, I asked you if we could hang out away from The Club. You're an amazing woman, Roman and I always said that and we would watch Seth over and over and…" Dean stopped talking almost letting it slip about Seth laughing at Trace and shook his head. "And you deserve better, hell, I could say the same about every person that goes in there. Renee could do better than a cheater, Roman at least feels guilt. I…" Dean titled her head up with his finger to look at her

"You what?"

"I want you again and don't feel bad about it." His lips hovered against hers. "Do you?"

"I…"

Tracy's phone started ringing and she knew it was Seth from The Hail the Villain ringtone and Dean watched as her entire demeanor changed rolling away from him to grab her pants where her phone was in the pocket.

"Hey."

"Where are you baby? I got a surprise for you."

"I'm at my sister's house and a surprise? I'm shocked you're at home."

"Just getting in. I had a quick run and back home and was a bit sad you're not here."

"I'll be there shortly." Tracy smiled hearing the fake sadness in his voice and she wished it was like this all the time but the damage was done now and the trust on her end was gone.

"See you in a bit."

"Kay love." Tracy hung up not looking at Dean as she started getting dressed. She wondered if this was how Seth felt when she called or text him the guilt of putting your clothes on. Did he ever regret it? Her thoughts were all jumbled in her head pulling her hoodie back on. Look at what we did to each other.

"Trace."

"Yeah?" Her back was still to Dean, it felt odd. This was her friend, her best friend's fiancée and she couldn't even face him now. She missed the moment before she answered her phone, Seth's voice like a bucket of cold water on her head.

"Just be careful."

"I can drive home."

"That's not what I mean just…" Dean stopped how could he tell her to be careful with her heart when she was still in love with Seth. It's not like he was any better than him at the moment so what advice could he give her?

"Just don't be a stranger." Dean finished as she raised her eyebrow.

"We'll see each other around." Trace winked not bothering to specify if it meant as friends, at The Club, or around Seth.

"I hope so."

"Thanks for being a friend when I needed it."

"Always."

Trace walked over to Dean who put his pants on as she was getting dressed and hugged him tightly. 'You did so much for me tonight and any other night and a part of me wishes I met you first."

"I wish you did too. I would've never went to the club. Ever."

"Maybe in another lifetime we were together."

"You know you could leave him."

"And go to you? Where would that leave Renee?"

"Not leave him for me but just in general."

"Yeah but I'd want to go to you first." Trace admitted kissing his cheek. "See you around."

Dean didn't have a response because he knew he would welcome her but he did have love for his fiancée. The night they just had before Seth interrupted as usual complicated things and everything around all of them was unraveling. He watched her as she left and he had a nagging feeling things were going to get worst before better.

Seth & Tracy

Tracy thoughts the entire time in the car were on her actions with Dean. It was one thing to cheat but with Dean it was harder to deal with because there were feelings there she couldn't deny but neither of them could act on them. She wasn't going to hurt Renee further with her selfish actions and regardless of telling Dean she would be around it was far from the truth.

Tracy knew that she was going to either have to end things with Seth eventually or deal with their issues head on. I keep letting you back in, how can I explain myself? As painful as this thing has been, I just can't be with no one else. See I know what we got to do, you let go and I let go too, cause no one's more than you and no one ever will. No matter how I think we grow, you always seem to let me know, it ain't working.

The tears started falling on their own thinking of her favorite Lauryn Hill song and it fit them perfectly. It was so much hurt and pain in her heart that she got to forget about it momentarily with Dean but heading home it all came back rushing at her.

"Keep it together. Keep it together." The words were said at a rushed paced as she felt her breathing increase.

The mantra was repeated over and over during the drive finally reaching their house as she pulled her car into the garage. The house was dark upon entering and she heard the water running upstairs walking slowly and hoping he wouldn't notice her appearance. He never has before. Her mind thought.

"Babe, come here!" Seth yelled from the bedroom and Trace heard some other noises unsure what Seth had up his sleeve as she walked into the room.

The lights were all on and her eyes lit up at the sweetest sight of Seth shirtless playing with a Welsh Corgi. "Surprise!"

"Oh my goodness. You got us a dog?!" The excitement was evident in her voice. She wanted a dog for so long but Seth always complained it was like taking care of kids but here he was with one on their bed.

"Yeah, I bought him from Rusev at work and I wanted to surprise you since I know you've wanted him."

Trace smiled and it was moments like these that she loved him all over again. She almost plopped onto the bed to play with the tan and white dog but she needed a shower first.

"Let me shower and change and we can play with our baby. Is it a boy or girl?"

Seth ignored her question raking his eyes back and forth over her. "What do you need to shower for?"

"Helped Erica move a few things. I told you I was at my sister's." Tracy rolled her eyes removing her pants to head towards the bathroom.

Seth didn't speak again even as the dog nudged his hand since the petting stopped. "So what did you guys move?" He yelled at her as she threw her shirt into the laundry basket walking around in just a bra.

"Stuff. Why are you questioning me?"

Seth got off the bed walking closer to her. "What happened here and here?" He pointed at the small bruise that was forming on her shoulder, where her bra strap was and then another bruise forming on her neck.

"What do you want me to tell you?"

"Where were you?" Seth's eyes narrowed and his voice got low.

"At my sister's."

"Really? What if I called her and asked her?"

Tracy shrugged. "Do what you gotta do." He stared her in her eyes and she gave him the same look before smirking. "I'm taking a shower."

"You're lying."

"I'm not in the mood for this shit tonight."

"Then tell me where the hell you were!" Seth yelled startling the dog who started whimpering on the bed.

"Lower your voice and how about you tell me where you've been every night Seth? Huh? Every night you come home late."

"You know my job is demanding and I have to recruit all sorts of clients."

"Yeah, ones that need you out till 2AM. Sure. I was born at night but not last night. You want to do this right? You want to question me then tell me where the fuck have you been every night?"

"I'm with the boys or I'm with clients."

"So let me call your boys then."

"You know you can and they will tell you but this isn't about me, it's about you."

"It's never about you and what you do."

"What the hell is your issue?"

"Nothing. You question two bruises and instantly assume the worst, guilty conscious maybe?"

"I would never cheat on you if that's what you're insinuating."

"I never said you did but you're lying."

"What— "

Tracy knew she had two options but after the night with Dean and Seth questioning her after all his indiscretions had them here now right after she finally got a dog. "The Club. I know all about it. Do you think I'm that fucking stupid?"

"What club are you talking about?"

"Don't. Don't do this Seth." Tracy bit her lip hard to not cry. "The fucking Club where you stick your dick in any and everything and come home to me, that fucking club."

"How…."

"How what? How did I know? At least you didn't deny it. I've been inside The Club Seth. Prime men there. You love the room upstairs on the left, is it for the king size bed? You frequent that one more than the other rooms."

"How do you know about the rooms?"

"Cause my favorite room is the one on the right, I don't need all that space but what am I talking about? The guy I was with had me against the wall, the floor, that wooden dresser but the first time was the bed." Tracy laughed sarcastically the tears on the edge of falling looking into Seth's chocolate eyes that were smoldering and she could tell he wanted to kill her.

"You…"

"I watched you for months Seth." Tracy's voice started getting louder. "I watched you for months before I finally cheated. You did it for God knows how long so don't you dare question a fucking bruise on me; you brought this on yourself so fuck you and fuck this shit. You have no fucking right to get mad at me when I was crying my eyes out over you. I fucking threw away my morals just to get back at you and you did it for God knows how fucking long. You made me fucking cheat! You have me questioning everything about myself and that I'm not good enough for you. I ignored it and ignored it until you fucking broke me, so don't you dare." Tracy grabbed their picture off wall tossing it on the floor at his feet and going into the bathroom slamming the door.

Seth was at a loss on what to say but heard her phone going off, there was something going on inside of him that told him to ignore it but he grabbed it anyway. She never locked her phone and he saw a text message: Let me know that you made it home safely. The name saved was under Dean.

A/N: Thanks for reading!