"Man," Baron stood helping Sami get Kevin into bed. " I shouldn't have said anything. I am sure Dolph is behind this."

"They would found out," Sami looked down at Kevin. "I never saw him that upset." Baron shook his head.

"Hopefully it is out of his system. Doesn't seem fair," Baron let out a deep breathe. "He should have talked to her. Sounded like he went in guns blazing."

"He thought if he let Kevin Owens do it," Sami shrugged, "thanks," Sami agreed it didn't seem fair. He wasn't sure what he would do in the same position. "I am going to stay with him."

"Call if you need me," Baron patted Sami on the back.

Sami sat in the chair, watching Kevin. He had past out, Sami was sure he would feel this in the morning. And not just the hangover. They had given up a lot to be here. They missed family functions, birthdays, and holidays. Lost friendships and relationships. It didn't seem fair to ask for anything else, when they willy gave up so much on their own.

…

Stephanie held her finger up as Hunter walked up to her. "I thank you for calling." She rubbed her head, "Kevin Owens is throwing up, and all the pool furniture from the hotel is in the pool." Hunter gave Stephanie a confused look. "Would that have anything to do with you telling him, he had to break up with his girlfriend?"

"That was your father," Hunter pointed, "he got wind she was a stripper."

"I am aware of how she makes a living," Stephanie irrupted. "Since when do we tell our employees who they date?"

"It was your dad," Hunters voice raised. "He feels that it is not good."

"Don't say it," Stephanie stopped him.

"Steph," Hunter could see she was upset, he just wasn't sure why.

"We can't do that," Stephanie shook her head.

"I did what I was told," Hunter said. "I will check on Kevin."

"No I will," Stephanie stopped him.

"Ok," Hunter agreed, "why does this matter so much to you?"

"Hunter," Stephanie sounded shocked, "have you forgot? I said after what we went through, I wouldn't put anyone else through it." Stephanie and Hunter's relationship was frowned upon. She knew what it felt like to be told who you could and couldn't see. To be told due to your career, family business you had to push your feeling away.

"Stephanie, I think your dad doesn't see this the same way." Hunter felt in the middle.

"Hunter it's not fair," Hunter noticed she was choking up.

"Steph," he reached for her hand, "you are really upset."

"Hunter, I just know what it feels like to be told you can't love who you love." He hugged her smiling.

"Hon, he seemed to have made up his mind."

"I will talk to him," Stephanie wiped her eyes, she looked around.

"No worries," Hunter smiled, "no one saw." Stephanie slapped his arm. "Go talk to your dad. Do you want me to come?"

"No," Stephanie said, "I can handle him."

….

"Dad," Stephanie found her father behind the table. He was shuffling paper making notes. "I need to talk to you."

"I need to finish theses changes," he answered without looking up.

"Now," Stephanie voice raised. She tried to sound confident. But he was still her father.

"Yes Stephanie," he took his glasses off.

"Kevin Owens," Stephanie started.

"Is on my shit list," Vince spat out. "I am told he is too hungover to wrestle."

"Dad," Stephanie raised her voice. Vince looked up. "I need you to listen." Stephanie looked her father in the eye. "We can't tell people who they can and can't date."

"Steph."

"No," Stephanie stopped him. "It not fair or our place. Dad, we ask so much from them."

"And they are paid."

"I know, but you remember how hurt I was when said I couldn't see Hunter?"

"That was different."

"No, it is the same hurt," Stephanie explained.

"He is dating a stripper," Vince shook his head, "with today's social media and."

"Dad in a week no one will care," Stephanie laughed, "hell half the woman have taken picture half naked. And most of the world has seen half a dozen of the talent naked." Vince sat quite. "Really with everything else we have going on, is this that big of a deal?"

"He is still in trouble for tonight." He took a deep breathe, "if it effects this company or his performance." Vince raised his hand.

"I don't think it will,". Stephanie smiled, she kissed her father on the cheek.

…

Kevin sat in a fold out chair, holding a cup of water, trying to talk himself out of throwing up again. He was told he wouldn't be able to wrestle tonight. He showed up because he knew he better. The hotel had let management know about his reaganging the poolside furniture.

"Kevin," Kevin castes his eyes up to see Stephanie standing in front of him. He groaned knowing he was in trouble. "You look rough," Stephanie sat next to him. "Look, my father can be very old fashion. He does things," she looked over at Kevin. "What I am saying is he was out of line." Kevin pulled his head up.

"What," Kevin asked.

"I understand better than most to be told you can't be with who you want to be." She stopped, "and I know what it is to have that hurt. To be told you have to make a choice." Kevin sat trying to take in all Stephanie was saying. She looked at him smiling, "As your boss I don't have the right to tell you who you can date."

"But you father."

"I have talked to my father and reminded him, how I met my husband." Stephanie smiled.

"Stephanie do you know who," Kevin words came slow.

"I believe her name is Madison," Stephanie stood, "and I hope to meet her one day." Kevin blinked not sure what to say. Was she telling him he didn't have to make a choice? He stood, "thank you." Stephanie shook his hands.

"Also the coast of fishing the hotel pool furniture will be deducted from your pay. Being the circumstances around your absence from tonight house show, you will not be responsible for the fine. But you will make an apology to your fan missing tonight's show due to illness." Kevin nodded. Stephanie gave a nod walking away. She might play a cold hearted billionaire princess, but Stephanie had just shown how human and how much she cared about the people who worked for her.

….

"How is your head," Baron laughed kicking the seat.

"I wish I was dead," Kevin groaned from the front seat of the car.

"So Stephanie really went to her dad," Sami asked keeping his eyes on the road.

"I guess," Kevin was still trying to wrap his head around it.

"So have you called her," Baron asked.

"No," Kevin shook his head.

"Why not," Sami almost yelled.

"I honestly don't know what to say," Kevin looked down into his lap. "I know she was hurt. And how could she not be?"

"Dude talk to her," Baron said.

"I don't know what to say. She might not even talk to me," Kevin shrugged.

"So maybe you find another way," Sami cast a look to Kevin. "This might sound corny but."