(Huge thanks to my reviewers. So glad you guys like this so far. Probably won't be your typical romance, because I love writing fights too. So there will be a lot of fighting in this , to my reviewers, you all seriously kick ass. xXx Deanna)

The show had just ended and Laney scanned the emptying locker room for Roman, waiting, her feet tapping against the floor impatiently. She shrieked and jumped when hands went over her eyes from behind. Roman chuckled quietly and then said "You spook really, really easily."

"The fuck? Tell me you wouldn't if I did that to you?" Laney muttered as she looked up at him and then asked, "So... That was funny, legitimately funny when Ambrose pegged the wall."

"Yeah, it was. Thought I'd start laughing right when it happened. He was pissed though." Roman said as he looked down at her and then asked, "You okay?"

"Didn't get much sleep last night. But you know how it is. I hardly ever sleep. I should be used to it by now." Laney admitted, sighing as she shrugged dismissively, moved a little closer to him, still being cautious, getting used to this, not having to handle everything completely alone.

"What are they about, the nightmares I mean.. I know what little bit I've heard you tell Maxine, but I've always wondered." Roman asked, as he tilted her chin up, made her look at him while putting his arms around her, pulling her even closer than she'd allowed herself to get. He was trying to prove to her that he was there, he wasn't going anywhere, either.

Hoping she'd open up more, because he really cared about her, and was falling in love with her. And it was hard not knowing what went on in her head over half the time.

"My real parents. The night that everything happened.. Stuff that might have lead up to it. I'm just always wondering when I'll snap, what I'll do. Kind of makes it hard for anyone to really sleep." Laney muttered as she let herself put her face in his chest, while squeezing her eyes shut. Sometimes, the dreams were so bad that she didn't even like talking about them when she woke up. Maxine usually forced her to, and it usually made her angry.

But with Roman, she realized now that he had this way about him. She didn't even want to talk about this stuff, and here she was, blurting it out as if she had no control over her own mind, or no ability to sensor herself, keep parts of herself hidden.

To be honest, it was freeing.

"Let's go back to the hotel. We're both tired.. Maybe we can watch a movie or something?" Laney suggested as Roman nodded and leaned down, kissed her.

She smiled and walked out of the arena with him, flipping off Santino jokingly when he made kissy noises as she walked past and Maxine made the sound of a whip cracking.

Laney stopped and looked from her adopted sister to Randy and then said "You've got so much room to talk, Max, I mean, seriously." as she poked her tongue out, ducked the tennis ball that her sister aimed at her and then smirked at her sister. "Heading back to the hotel sis.. I'm gonna go to Roman's room though, if it's late, might not come back to ours, so you won't be woken up and get all pissy about what in the hell actual time it is when I come in."

"Yes, my child. And if you two do anything I wouldn't, you damn well better name her after me, right?" Maxine joked, laughing as she watched her sister go red beneath her olive complexion. "Jesus Christ, Max, you had to do that, didn't you?"

"Well? You two are grown ass people.. And sex does happen." Maxine shrugged as she laughed and smirked, only trying to further get under her sister's skin. To be honest, since Roman finally told her it was him, she worried about Laney a lot less, because she just had this feeling about the two of them.

Now Laney had someone else to watch over her, as well as Maxine. Maxine could admit her life was easier, but she didn't mind watching out for her sister, to begin with, though she could be a pain at times.

Roman chuckled watching the sisters interact, watching her face when Maxine was being dirty. He had to say he thought it was cute the way she got flustered about sex when it was mentioned unexpectedly.

And of course, he had thought about her in that way, but right now, he was really trying to get to know her, get in her mind and make her see he was there and he was not leaving her.

She'd have to leave him first. He'd wanted to be with her since they'd been on NXT together, and he'd finally done something to make it happen. Everything felt so much better, more right than it had in a while.

He was happy, couldn't be happier.

Laney scowled when they turned a corner and smacked into Aksana. Aksana promptly started to point out Laney's flaws and attempt to flirt with Roman. And naturally, this made Laney angry at Aksana, so she swung twice and punched her then said with a smirk, "Ambrose is free.. And he did kiss the wall earlier.. Maybe he needs some TLC?"

Aksana glared at her and then told Roman, "She's fucked up in the head, and you'll only wind up getting hurt." as she slid her finger over his cheek slowly, then slunk off down the hallway.

"I hate that damn bitch." Laney muttered, for a moment worried that something Aksana might have said to him, might have changed his mind. Roman looked at her and he saw the panicked look in her eyes, so he stopped them in the hallway and leaned down, kissing her.

"If you were wondering, I was just thinking about what a bitch and an ignorant person she could be. Not about leaving you for her." Roman said with a chuckle as the kiss broke. Laney's blushing proved that he'd been right when he thought she was looking a little panicked moments before.

They drove to the hotel and settled in to watch movies together. Laney cuddled against him, uncertain about it at first, but gradually, letting herself get closer to him. She didn't want to rush into anything, because all of her own unspoken fears were still lurking in the back of her mind, but she just wanted this to happen for so long that it made it hard for her to resist doing something to show that yes, she did want to be with him and that she wasn't entirely screwed up in the head mentally or damaged to love.

Roman chuckled when he looked down during Expendables 2 and found her asleep, her head buried in his chest, her arm over him. The chuckle became a laugh when she started to snore, and he switched off the light, and got under the cover, carefully cradling her as she lie there, so he didn't wake her up.

Because she looked like she was finally getting much needed sleep.