Chapter 6:

*Jasmine's POV*

Within a week, we found a three bedroom apartment, but we can't move in until two weeks from now. Basically the day after our debut at Battleground. Hopefully the three of us will at least get our stuff in before Raw.

After talking back and forth with WWE company, we finally make contracts for the three of us. Mine has my other job of an interviewer in linked with my diva contract. Also there's going to be adjustments like hair/makeup department will do our hair and makeup. Hopefully they will do it the way we wanted.

"Just hang it in there Joe, we'll get Artemia back," I said to Roman Reigns through the phone.

"I hope so. See yea."

"See yea," I hanged up.

This is worser then we expected. Everyone has a weakness and Artemia is Roman's weakness. Actually, hearing the sadness and how deep in though he is in makes me feel like maybe Baron is feeling the same way.

My fingers dial the numbers for my husband. Almost immediately he answers it.

"Jasmine! Is everything alright?" he sounded worried.

"I miss you Thomas," I answered sadly. "Can you facetime now?"

"Of course," he breathes huskily.

I open my laptop on my crisscrossed legs and get on facetime. By the second ring, the screen shows me my husband wearing his ring gear.

"I miss you Wolfie," I try not to have voice crackle, but it did and a tear turn down my pale cheek.

"Oh Owl I miss you too, please don't cry," Baron says softly. "I hate it when you cry."

"I know, but you are the only who could really calm me down."

"Jasmine I know. You're a strong snow owl. Yes together, we are unstoppable."

"I wish you were here Wolfie," I speak softly, pressing my fingers on the screen.

"Me too Snow Owl," he says softly, placing his fingers on the screen. "If it was my choice, I would be with your right now."

"Did you asked when you are coming onto the main roster?"

Baron sighs. "Yes, but unfortunately I am not ready."

"Are you serious?" I can feel my heart breaking.

He can see it too. "Owl," he speaks softly.

"Thomas," a stagehand says in the background. "Five minutes."

"You have a match tonight?"

"Yes I'm sorry."

"Matches are important," I half smiled.

"You're important Jasmine," he says softly, looking deep within my eyes. "Someway or somehow, I'm going to drive all that fucking way to be with you again."

"With Lace?"

"Yes my snow owl," he smiles. "Now be strong and tough for me okay?"

"Okay my alpha," I smiled. I blow a kiss to him.

His smile grew more when he sees the motion. He catches the kiss and place it to his heart. My smile grew when I see that.

"I love you," I continue to smile. "Good luck on your match."

"I love you too and thank you," he smiles more.

And with that the call ends.

More tears run down my cheeks, but this time it's both sadness and happiness.

*Silver's POV*

Finn did say that he will take care of the wedding. So as soon as he text me what I and Angel want, I already have a few ideas. Like I wanna have Irish and Czechoslovakian traditions for our roots, but also dark romantic atmosphere for Demon King and Angel.

"Remember love, don't worry 'bout anythin'," he texts me with a picture of him grinning.

"Whatever you say," I texted back, sending him a short video of me rolling my eyes.

"Yehr so cute."

"*blushes*"

"Hehe."

"Videochat tonight?"

"'Course love, I miss seein' yer gorgeous face."

"I miss seeing your handsome face *smirks*"

"Hey! It's my job to make yeh blush, not the other way around!"

"*giggles* I need to leave now. I love you my Irish hero."

"I love yeh too my czechoslovakian princess *smiles*"