a/n: Elle is forgetful and I will beat her with a hammer soon, I promise to message who I told I would after this. Sorry for the way but you only have Eleanor Marie to blame -yes that's her name, she only likes Marie and hates Eleanor but she's been using it lately, what a freak.

I don't know, every time I listen to Taylor Swift I can silently hear Derrick 'singing' the words and I crack up causing those around to stare at me like I've sprouted a third head, it's ridiculous, the people who ship Dramoine, you guys are my kind of people, the ones I share pineapple slices with (;

OMG. Guys We want to make a role playing account on Tumblr, but we need people to join, anyone interested?Let me know c:

Okay, blah blah blah, if I owned the company -which I don't- Punk and A.J would be kissing all the time, just a heads up there.

Fix You

Despite being exhausted and worn out from today's events A.J couldn't shut her eyes and fall asleep her mind was circling with thoughts. She sighed softly and got up from the large bed as she looked back to see the twins sleeping soundlessly, she smiled and then walked out of the room. She wasn't sure what she was doing, but she picked up her laptop and logged into her skype, maybe she was wishing he missed her too.

She scrolled through the names and frowned once his didn't appear, she hated that. She left the window open as she clicked on her itunes and just sat back and relaxed while playing 'Draw me' online with random people who criticized her art skills. Soon however she got a pop up message from Mari_and_Henry and frowned, that sounded familiar, but why two people? She let her curiosity get the best of her and clicked 'accept' once she did a small girl's face popped up and her stuffed giraffe in two next to her.

"Marigold?" A.J chuckled

"Auntie A.J," she squealed, "HI."

"Where's Amy and Adam?" she asked looking at her curiously

"Oh, mommy is sleeping and daddy...I don't know," she replied

"How did you make one of these?" A.J asked her

"Oh, mommy made it, but I didn't like the name so I changed it," she smiled brightly at A.J

"You're so weird, Marigold," A.J laughed

"Nah uh, coo coo Curtis is weird," she told her smiling and holding Henry tighter

"So what are you doing tomorrow?" she asked

"Going home," Marigold smiled, "we're at grandma's."

"Oh that's nice," she smiled

"I want to go to Raw with you and Uncle Phil," she giggled

"I don't know if we a flight over there," A.J told her

"PLEASEEEEE?" The girl pleaded with her as she did her usual puppy dog face

A.J cursed inwardly, Punk was so much better at handling that puppy dog face, he had found the solution to avoid it or even be stern when she put it to use. She however had a hard time looking away when Marigold made the face, it was so hard to do so and to not feel bad about it. She would always end up giving in and just letting Marigold do whatever it was that she wanted at the moment, she bit her lip as the girl kept giving her the stare and soon she got another pop up, and she sighed.

"We're gonna chat to Uncle Phil," she smirked

"Oh," Marigold looked at her confused

A.J accepted and Punk smiled upon seeing her then groaned upon seeing Marigold. A.J laughed at how Marigold put on her puppy dog face before A.J even asked, she was smart for a 6 year old. Punk only tried his best to not look at that screen as he smiled at A.J, his eyes drifting to Marigold at times.

"Someone wants you to go and pick her up," A.J chuckled

"Oh please, please, pleaaaaase," Marigold whined, "I'll be good."

"Marigold, mommy won't like that," Punk told her trying to get her to stop asking

"She won't," Marigold assured, "PLEASE."

Punk sighed giving into her request, after all it had been months since he'd spent time with the small girl. He looked at A.J who gave him a questioning look but then laughed softly her lips curving into a small smirk.

"No so tough, are we Punk?" she chuckled

"Shut up," he muttered

"MOOOOOOOOOOOOMMY."

Their eyes widened as the small girl called out to her mother, A.J knew what kind of temper the great Amy Copeland possessed when mad, and Punk knew from experience that a cranky Amy was only caused when she lacked sleep or when she was woken up from a nap or from her night's rest. A.J bit her lip and Punk buried his face in his hands, this was going to get bad before it could get good. Soon a woman walked into the room and gasped upon seeing Marigold.

"What are you doing, Marigold?" she asked

"Talking to auntie A.J and uncle Phil," she said as a matter-of-fact

"You two will be the death of me along with this one," Amy hissed

"Sorry," A.J muttered

"She's the one who couldn't keep her mouth shut," Punk defended pointing his best towards Marigold."

"Mommy, can uncle Phil come to pick me up so I can go with them?" Marigold asked

"Oh my gosh, really?" she frowned, "Marigold this couldn't wait until the morning?"

"No," Marigold told her

"You can go, but for how long?" Amy asked looking at the couple

"Well after the PPV we're going home to Chicago and that's about it," he sighed, "I'm leaving to Raw alone however since A.J doesn't have an appearance that day."

"Okay seems fine with me," Amy shrugged,"goodnight, and Marigold, stop using mommy's skype account."

"Bye mommy," Marigold waved as she watched her mother go

"Temper on that one," Punk muttered

"WHAT WAS THAT?" yelled a sleepy Amy from the hallway and Marigold giggled

"You're going to get put in time out," she teased

"Oh I highly doubt that, sweetie," Punk smirked, "mommy is very weak."

"THAT'S IT, WATCH YOUR BACK TOMORROW, PUNK," they heard Amy yell before a door slammed closed

"I wouldn't go if I were you," A.J muttered

"You're going to die," Marigold added, "and I can't help you."

"Dying? It's for the weak," he told them smirking

"Then I guess you're going to be super duper weak," Marigold told him seriously

And truth be told that at that moment he frowned, now he was scared. Was it too late to back out of this whole deal? Maybe he could bribe the small girl out of wanting to come so he would let the time bomb simmer down before he even dared to approach it, Lord knows last time he did that he ended up with an injured arm and that was just so hard to keep from other people.

"BUT I MISS SCREAMING AND FIGHTING AND KISSING IN THE RAIN AND IT'S TWO A.M AND I'M CURSING YOUR NAME," Derrick sang as he walked down the hotel lobby -all eyes of course on him

He was on his way to pick up breakfast for himself and Zack, they were hanging out again after some time since Eve had gone home much like Kaitlyn had. So they took it upon them to make a day were they would grieve about their loves.

"HE CAN SEE THE SMILE I'M FAKING, AND MY HEART'S NOT BREAKING CAUSE I'M NOT FEELING ANYTHING AT ALL," Derrick sang as he entered the shop,"AND YOU WERE WILD AND CRAZY, JUST SO FRUSTRATING, INTOXICATING, COMPLICATED, GOT AWAY BY SOME MISTAKE AND NOW..."

By that time the whole staff was starring at him and the ones in the back were peeking their heads to see the man who had just stepped in wrecking their chances at peace and quiet, and even the people sitting down eating, Derrick was oblivious as his voiced died down and he continued.

"I miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain, It's 2 am and I'm cursing your name," he sang softl looking at the menu," I'm so in love that I acted insane And that's the way I loved you."

"What would you like?" a small girl asked him as she starred at him carefully

"AND I NEVER KNEW I COULD FEEL THAT MUCH," Derrick shut his eyes as he poured his heart into the song, "AND THAT'S THE WAY I LOVED YOU, OH, OH."

"Mom?" the girl was terrified, "I think he's possessed."

After the song ended Derrick took his headphones off and laid them over his shoulder as he starred at the lady who looked at him like he was some sort of physco. He smiled brightly and told her everything he wanted and the lady nodded as she quickly got the things he needed, he was surprised at how quick they were to get his order done as he paid for it and placed his headphones in before grabbing the two bags filled with food and departing from the place.

He swore he could hear some sighs of relief as he started his iPod once more, but he shrugged it off. He walked through the streets carefully as he got to the hotel, he was lucky this shop was mere blocks away and he didn't have to be bothered with driving anywhere. His music had been playing for a bit as a random dude walked past him and he cleared his throat.

"I'M REALLY GONNA MISS YOU PICKING FIGHTS AND ME, FALLING FOR IT SCREAMING THAT I'M RIGHT," he sang to him

"Something is horribly wrong with you, sir," the man said as he fixed his tie and continued to walk

"We are never ever ever getting back together, We are never ever ever getting back together," he sang as he walked into the lobby once again everything starring at him

He couldn't hear the people chuckling and some admiring his courage as he walked through the lobby. He headed to the elevator and pressed the up button as he stepped in, an old lady also getting inside as she stood far from him. Derrick only smiled as he pressed the button to the floor he needed and waited, the lady began to relax as he was quiet, but then Derrick's favorite part came up.

"CAUSE I CAN'T HELP IT IF YOU LOOK LIKE AN ANGEL, CAN'T HELP IT IF I WANNA KISS YOU IN THE RAIN SO COME FEEL THIS MAGIC I'VE BEEN FEELING SINCE I MET YOU," he sang to her as the woman shrieked

"You're crazy," she yelled at him

"CAN'T HELP IT IF THERE'S NO ONE ELSE, I CAN'T HELP MYSELF," he sang to her

"Be quiet," she told him waving her cane in the air frantically

"Hey Stephen I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose," he sang softly

"My name is Martha not Stephen," she yelled at him

"All those other girls, well they're beautiful but would they write a song for you?" he continued

"YOU'RE NOT A GIRL," the older woman stressed

The elevator doors opened and Derrick stepped out but as he did the old lady had begun to wack him with her cane. Derrick groaned as she hit his back and told him he was a bad person who was surely possesed by Satan himself. Derrick didn't understand however, he thought she liked her singing, he couldn't hear her but she was waving her cane around, he surely thought she was dancing along with his singing, but that didn't seem to be true.

After a couple of hits here and there and many 'colorful' words the woman left and Derrick sighed as he headed for Zack's hotel room. He slid the key Zack gave him in the slot trying carefully not to spill the food -if it wasn't already from that old lady's attack on him- and he opened the door. He found Zack playing WWE'12 and he smirked.

He sat on the couch next to him and took the second control placing the food on the table infront of him. They began playing and eating, each cheering each other on and sometimes singing along to the music Derrick had put on, of course his beloved -Taylor Swift.

After they got bored they sat on the couch just listening to her as they sighed deeply. Derrick looked at Zack and Zack looked at Derrick both turning their lips into a frown.

"I MISS HER," Derrick cried

"ME TOO," Zack yelled, "but...Eve, not Kaitlyn."

"I know, man," Derrick replied patting his back softly, "I know."

"I hate my lfie," Zack muttered on Zack's shoulder

"ME TOO, MAN," Derrick told him, "but ..my life, not yours."

"I know, bro," Zack told him, "I know."

They both sat there hugging each other and patting each other's back comfortingly as they told each other it would all be okay and they would get through this dilemma together. They however failed to notice the two women standing at the door starring at them oddly and taking pictures. One had two toned hair and the other one had golden brunette hair.

"Should we disrupt them?" Eve asked

"Nope," Kaitlyn laughed

Three days later

Marigold was super excited to be going with her auntie A.J and uncle Phil, she was looking forward to being on a new show, Smackdown. She would meet lots of new people and have lots of fun. She walked towards her the locker room they would be in for the night. She watched her auntie place the twins on a small blanket on the floor and she squealed going over to them, being very careful with her dress.

"Hey there, Alee," Marigold smiled placing her finger in Alee's tiny hand

"She likes you," A.J commented

"Yay," Marigold smiled brightly

"And hello handsome Phillip," she smiled kissing the top of the small baby's head,"does he like me, auntie A.J?"

"Of course," A.J replied

Marigold cheered and played with them for several minutes before grabbing her things and very calmly and quietly exciting the locker room as it was the usual for her. Today she was on new grounds so she didn't know many people around here. She walked for a bit before seeing a tall pretty woman with long black hair with a man who wasn't as pretty as she was. Marigold walked up to them casually and smiled brightly once they noticed her.

"Oh, vell hello there," the woman smiled down at her

"You have a funny voice," Marigold told her, "you're very pretty."

"Leave us alone," the man snapped, "we're busy."

"That's very rude," Marigold stomped her foot, "if my daddy heard you he'd beat you up."

"Aw, who is your daddy?" the man teased, "a pathetic trainer or let me guess one of those pathetic mean wearing all black and doing what I say?"

"No my daddy wrestles," she snarled

"Antonio, stop she's just a little girl," the woman told her

"Antonio?" Marigold giggled, "that's a stupid name."

At that the man turned back to her and frowned, causing the woman to sigh softly. Marigold didn't back down as she placed her hands on her hips and smirked at the man. He only sneered down at her and looked around for signs of her father but he found nothing.

"Tell me, who is your father little girl," he sneered as he kneeled to her height

"His name is Adam," she smiled brightly

"Adam?" he chuckled, "he's probably from the amature leagues."

"Oh, but they don't call him that when he beats people up," Marigold told him

"What do they call him?" the man asked her

"Umm, Ed-," she paused pursing her lips in deep thought, "oh yeah, Edge."

At that the man stood up quickly and frowned slightly, "did you know about this, Aksana?"

"Aksana?" Marigold gushed, "I like your name."

"Thank you," the dark hair woman kneeled down to her height, "and what's your name?"

"Marigold," she smiled brightly

"Such a pretty name for a pretty girl," Aksana smiled fluffing Marigold's dress more

"Indeed," the man tried his best to smile at her but Marigold knew well enough what he was doing

"Being nice doesn't mean I won't tell daddy," she smirked, "goodbye Asana."

"Aksana," the woman corrected

"Aksana," Marigold repeated giving her a hug and then leaving with a small wave

Marigold skipped for a bit but came across a shiny and pretty black car, she smiled gasping at the sight and carefully made her way towards it. It looked so pretty, like one of the cars her daddy owned that she wasn't allowed to touch, but maybe she was allowed to touch this one.

"EY, Que hases?"

She gasped and turned to a man wearing a scar around his neck in only his wrestling boots, knee pads and trunks. He seemed very angry at Marigold and she frowned, she hoped she hadn't upset him, after all he could possibly be her next friend.

"Sorry, it's just it was so pretty," she explained

His facial features softened and he chuckled at the small girl, "claro que si, of course little girl."

"What did you say before that?" Marigold asked in confusion

"Oh, sorry, I'm Mexican, there for I speak Spanish," he informed

"Spanish?" she asked

"Si, Español," he smirked

"HEY YOU'RE THE GUY WITH THE JUSTIN BIEBER T-SHIRT," Marigold yelled as a shorter man came into her line of vision and stood next to the tall man

"Shut up," he sneered down at her

The taller man chuckled at the shorter man's expense and then pushed him aside, "tell me, que es tu nombre, what is your name?"

"I'm not an hombre," Marigold gasped remembering that word from a tv show, "I'm a girl, but my name is Marigold."

She did her usual small curtsy and the short man awww'd at her, "you're so dainty and cute."

"Thank you," she smiled brightly, "who are you?"

"Me?" the tall man asked laughing, "I'm Alberto Del Rio."

"And it is my destiny to become champion," Marigold finished his sentence from hearing her dad talk about it a lot

"You're very smart," he smirked, "but we must go, goodbye Marigold."

"Bye bye," she waved as she headed the other way

Marigold continued on her journey and smiled at the people who walked past her, some wrestlers and some divas and some even producers and such. She however wasn't sure that she wanted to speak to them, she made her way towards a man who was wearing a funny bathroom robe with a very large scarf, she giggled loudly at the sight and he turned to her and frowned.

"You are?" he starred down at her

"Marigold," she smiled doing her little curtsy, "you?"

"I am, Damien Sandow," he told her

Marigold noticed how this man had a lot of manners and his voice sounded so fancy, she didn't like it because he seemed too snobby and her daddy always said snobby people were a couple of b-words. She watched him carefully as he frowned.

"Starring is rude, little gril," he informed her

"I don't like you," she stated

"You have no right to be speaking to your elders in that tone," he told her

"Stupid doody head," she frowned as she walked away from him

She went back to the locker room on her own this time and once she sat with her auntie A.J she sighed deeply hoping to catch attention. A.J starred down at her in amusement the way her shoulders were slumped and the way she seemed like she had a million troubles in her life. The small girl getting no question sighed deeply again causing A.J to chuckled to herself.

"Something wrong, Marigold?" she asked

"I hate Smackdown," the small girl told her as she turned her attention to the tv screen

Alright, that's it for today. Well hope you guys liked it, or loved I don't know? Perhaps you didn't like it at all, sorry . Anyways, Elle is at dance classes and this is only being updated cause I have two weeks to finish AP assignments and it's so stressful so later guys

Please, review, alert, favorite and so on - Sammy x

And if you have any Dramione suggestions, please let me know!