This story was inspired by a song from Katherine McPhee & Zachary Levi called Terrified.

I wanted to thank everyone who followed/favorited and reviewed the story! I'm really glad you all enoyed it so much, but like all good things must come to an end ; so shall this story! Here's the last chapter!

~Maxine

Chapter 25 – Terrified

- 6 Months Later -

It was a beautiful day and Melissa had been out running errands. She knew she only had Seth at home for one more day and he'd be leaving for the road again. She really hated that he was gone for five days at a time. Sometimes more if they had to go overseas. She finished up shopping; she was making a nice dinner tonight and their daughter would be going down early for bed.

Melissa pulled into the drive way of their Pensacola home. They'd moved there 2 months before she had the baby. Roman's family was close as well as Kira and Elsa if she needed them while Seth was on the road. She took the groceries and bags in through the garage door and made sure the door rolled down. She put everything away as she walked into the living room and kicked her flip flips off by the door. She couldn't help stopping at the sweet site in front of her.

Melissa's blue eyes took in the sight of Seth sleeping on his back shirtless; she was sure there was a story behind that considering he had a shirt on when she left. Grace Marie Rollins in a white onesie and soft cotton purple overalls with white socks on her little feet as she was snoozing on her stomach on Seth's chest. Melissa couldn't help as she snapped a picture and sent it to the couple's friends.

"Did you get all your shopping done baby?" A rough voice thick with sleep asked.

Melissa walked over as she set her phone on the coffee table. "Yea…You want to tell me what happened?" She watched as Seth reached out and pulled her onto the couch and she moved around until she was between the back of the couch and Seth's body with her head resting on his shoulder as she watched Grace sleeping soundly. Nothing disturbed her during nap time.

Seth chuckled softly. "Your daughter puked on me because I forgot to burp her after she ate and apparently she had an air bubble. I was waiting for her head to rotate like Linda Blair's in The Exorcist." He chuckled a little more when Melissa slapped his washboard stomach. "Oh no it gets better. Then your daughter peed on me and finally I didn't notice I put her diaper on backwards and she got muddy, so after a second diaper change for her and a third shirt change for me – I decided against another shirt and that it was nap time for both of us."

Melissa giggled into Seth's bare shoulder. "Aw baby, you had a rough day." She placed a soft kiss on his shoulder before she looked up and he caught her lips in a soft kiss that warmed her from the inside out. "Why is it when she's the devil reincarnated she's my daughter but when she's an angel she is your daughter?" Melissa asked as she pulled back from his lips.

"I have never seen her do any of that stuff to you." Seth stated honestly.

Melissa scoffed. "Yea well you're not here five days a week so you just wait until we have another one; you're staying home and I'll go to work five days a week. It's so your turn next time."

Seth chuckled deeply as he tightened his arm around her. "Deal baby. You sure you want another one?" He asked softly as he looked down at his perfect family; it was perfect but if they had a second child, he couldn't help wanting a son.

"I was terrified of having Gracie." Melissa admitted. "I figure the second one is easier and should definitely be a boy."

"Agreed…" He loved that she could read his mind. Their future had nowhere to go but up.

Phil enjoyed his retirement to the fullest he'd even taken to doing 'some' script writing off hand for the WWE development NXT; to help the up and comers learn how to utilize their mic skills. Phil was never required to be there in person and could just e-mail his script to William Regal. During the winter months they stayed in Pensacola Florida, but the summer months were spent in Phil's home town of Chicago. Splitting the time up was perfect since neither liked staying in the same place for long periods of time.

Sydney's grey eyes looked down and the squirming blue and pink bundles. She had never seen two more adorable babies on the planet before. She thought that not being able to get pregnant was going to be the end of the world. Her endometriosis hindered everything as far as her re-productive organs went. She had a very hard time telling Phil about it.

But in true Phil fashion he told her that neither one of them would stress about it because adopting was a great option. He told her 'There are plenty of kids in the world who need good homes and we can provide one of the best'. And he really wasn't lying.

A day after he spoke those words he took her to an adoption agency and they immediately signed up. It didn't take long.

Here they were 6 months later about to take their son and daughter home for the first time. They hadn't banked on twins but twins were what they were getting and they most certainly weren't taking one without the other. Sydney leaned down and lifted Mikaela Ann Brooks (Mika for short) into her arms as Phil squeezed her waist and stepped up and lifted Michael Phillip Brooks into his arms.

Somehow they'd noticed Mika had Phil's nose and Mikey had Sydney's lips; both twins had Sydney's thick black hair and both twins also had Phil's hazel eyes. They couldn't figure out how two babies that were not biologically there's could look so much like them without some kind of DNA sharing.

Neither cared as they loaded the twins into their SUV and headed home; Phil took Sydney's hand and kissed the back of it. "Are you happy about this baby?"

Sydney looked at Phil with tears lining her Grey orbs. "I was terrified at the thought of not being able to give you children…" She stated as her eyes went to the twin 2 week old infants who were already fast asleep, before her eyes went back to the hazel ones she'd fallen in love with a few years ago. "But apparently that was my mistake."

"Well as long as you've learned from your mistakes." Phil said in a cocky tone before he received a pinch in the side from his wife. "Okay okay! I made mistakes too, damn woman! Let's get home so we can call the family and show them our new family."

Sydney leaned across the arm rest as they stopped at a red light before she smashed her lips against Phil's. "I couldn't think of a better way to start our family life."

"Me either baby; me either."

Barcelona Spain was so beautiful.

Elsa never thought in a million years that she would go there. Dean had surprised her and told her it was the last stop on a European tour and he wanted her to go with. They would stay a couple of extra days and really enjoy the sand and relaxation. They had been there a week now and neither wanted to leave in the morning for the states, but Dean had to get back to work and so did Elsa.

She'd gone back to school and had gotten her teaching degree but decided to tutor instead. She couldn't see working for a local school for crappy wages when she could be a private tutor and actually make more money. Dean had tried compromising with her; so her compromise was she didn't work on days he was off and they spent those two days doing whatever they wanted that wasn't work related.

Elsa was torn from her personal thoughts as Dean's hand squeezed hers. They'd been walking along the beach with only the moonlight to guide them. Their hotel was across the beach so getting lost wasn't even an option. She smiled as they suddenly came to a stop at a blanket that was spread out the four corners were held down by lit tiki torches. "What's all this?"

Dean smirked as he guided her down onto the blanket. His lips immediately finding hers as his body hovered over hers. He stood up and put the tiki torches out. He wanted nothing but moonlight for the moment. He had his romantic moments and clearly this was one of them. He quickly untied her bikini top and her bikini bottoms and tossed them aside.

Elsa quickly tried to cover herself but was stopped when Dean's hands grabbed both her wrists in one hand and held them above her head. "Dean, w-we…" Her protests ended as his lips kissed along her collar bone. She had always been the adventurous one, but apparently tonight the roles had shifted.

"Don't hide from me baby. No one is going to see us and if they do it's a damn fine view if I do say so myself." His tongue traced patterns on her neck as he heard her moan as she moved her hips against his. He settled his body between her thighs as his free hand caressed her breasts then her side and hip and down to her thigh.

Elsa hadn't even noticed he'd kicked of his swim trunks until she felt something probing her core begging for entrance. Dean was not a foreplay kind of man. When he was hard and ready to go his dick would beg for relief inside her body. The killer part was once he got her started she begging him for just as much relief being buried in her. "D-D-Dean I need you baby." She stuttered out in a whimper as his lips closed around her left nipple.

Oh the sweet torture.

Dean growled against her nipple. "Are you really sure you need me inside of you?" He teased as he gripped his aching erection with his free hand and teased her opening with it just slightly. He chuckled when her hips came off the blanket to try to force him inside of her. "Patience is a virtue…" He mumbled against her right nipple. "But you never had much patience when it came to me being buried in you."

Elsa shook her head no; fully agreeing with him.

Dean suddenly stopped all his movements and ministrations as he looked deep into her emerald eyes. "I need you to answer a question for me before we go any further."

"Are you serious?" Elsa squeaked out as Dean stopped all the sweet torture. "Fine…Okay ask away." He wouldn't stop if it wasn't important.

Dean chuckled. "Will you marry me?"

"What?" Elsa's eyes widened. "What…where is this coming from?"

Dean smiled softly as he caressed her cheek with the back of his hand before he released her hands. "I know we said marriage was nothing but a piece of paper and that it didn't matter if we were together for a couple of years or a couple of decades that we were going to be together for the rest of our lives."

"But…" Dean swallowed hard. "I want the paper. I want it with you. We make each other happy and no one has ever done for me what you've done for me in my life. No one cares about me the way you do. No one challenges me the way you do. You push me to the limits and over the edge every minute I'm awake. I want that piece of paper with you because you're the only one who fits into my fucked up life so perfectly."

"But I thought…" Elsa bit her bottom lip. "I thought you said you never wanted to get married. If this is some kind of joke Dean Ambrose I'm going to kick you in the balls. I just got used to the idea of being unmarried but still having my happily ever after with you and now you come along and tell me you want to marry me?"

Dean nodded his head. "I've always wanted to marry you Elsa, ever since I met you…I was just such a fuckin chicken shit and so fucked up in the head from the way my parents' marriage went that I didn't think I deserved you and I didn't want to get attached and get married in case we made each other miserable and ended up like my parents. Phil and Seth taught me marriage isn't what makes the relationship turn to shit. It's the couple who is in charge of the way their love goes. Hell, look at everything Roman and Kira went through and they are still together. I love you so much my heart aches in my chest for the five days I'm at work when you don't come with me on the road. And I know I'm a pussy for admitting it, but fuck it – at least I'm willing own up to it. Now tell me you'll marry me…"

"I would love too." She watched him grab his shorts and pull a ring out of his pocket as he pushed the ring onto her left ring finger; the elegant triple blue princess cut diamonds sat on a silver band and sparkled in the moonlight.

Elsa laughed softly. "I think you've very brave for actually admitting it to me out in the open. When I first met you and could feel myself falling in love with you; I was terrified. I kept thinking 'man this guy is going to not only break my heart but ruin me for future relationships'." She smiled as he gave her a cocky grin. "And I was right. Of course you've never broken my heart…but you sure as hell ruined me for anyone else."

"Damn straight baby." Dean growled against her lips as he began to fill her body.

Kira's eyes fluttered open as she looked at the clock on the night stand as it read 6AM; she smiled softly as she burrowed back into Roman's arms in the bed at hotel in Hawaii. Roman had surprised her with the 2 week vacation when they had left Barcelona, Spain a few days prior to the WWE ending their European trip.

The first night in Hawaii Roman surprised Kira by letting her know his whole family was there as well to share in their vacation. The following morning he asked if she could stand a second surprise and she agreed that she could. She'd nearly fainted when Roman held her tight in his arms and asked her to marry him while they were in Hawaii.

She couldn't say no. She loved him and wanted to be with him for the rest of their lives. She said yes and within the span of 24 hours, his mom had already had everything set up and they had exchanged vows and rings and couldn't have been happier.

Kira was suddenly pulled from her thoughts as she looked at the clock again and couldn't believe it had actually been an hour from when she'd initially woken up. It was now 7 AM. She had officially been married for 12 hours, since they'd been married the night before on the beach at 7 PM.

"Mrs. Reigns, what are you doing awake? Shouldn't you be exhausted after I wore you out last night?" Roman's voice rumbled from behind her.

Kira couldn't help laughing as she turned around in his arms. "I was just thinking I couldn't believe we've been married for exactly 12 hours."

"Please I'm still trying to get the fact that you actually agreed to marry me out of my head and that we actually DID get married last night." Roman admitted as he claimed her lips. Once he pulled back he finally had to ask her. "In all seriousness; how were you able to let go of everything that Jackson put you through to trust that I wouldn't do the same thing and actually marry me."

"I'm not going to lie. I was terrified Roman. Life changes so fast some times and all you can really do his hold on tight and hope for the best. I got my best when I got you. Anything after this moment is just a bonus." Kira admitted.

"Yes it is baby; yes it is indeed." Roman agreed wholeheartedly. And now he couldn't wait to see what other terrifying bonuses popped up in their life together.

Sometimes being terrified is the only thing you have to hold onto; until something better comes your way.

The End