The ride to the breakfast joint was quiet and Paige liked it that way - she felt Kaitlyn had already known more than she needed to - because she didn't want to continue the segment of a conversation that they had at the hotel. She didn't remember most of the conversation with Dean that early morning and she didn't want to share it with Kaitlyn. Her story with Dean was more like a nightmare that she wanted to wake up from. But Kaitlyn was the curious type meaning the Hybrid Diva didn't let things go - that much Paige knew - so she knew she would have to divulge information sooner rather than later.

From the corner of her eye, she noticed Kaitlyn was biting her lip and wringing her hands. She didn't want to ask about the AJ thing, so instead she gripped the steering wheel and sighed, "What did you want to know?"

Kaitlyn's face lit up and a sly smile spread across her lips, "I guess I want to know everything."

Paige rolled her eyes, "Just ask a question?" She was obviously not in the mood, but suddenly the silence was killing her.

Kaitlyn sat up and folded her legs onto the seat, "Ooh, testy, chill." She laughed, "Anyway -before you strangle me - how did you guys start, you know, talking?"

Paige sighed, she wasn't ready for this conversation. But she was already in too deep. There was no going back now, "I don't remember actually." She paused, did she really not remember or was she simply repressing the memory?

"Oh c'mon, you have to remember," Kaitlyn groaned, "How do you forget something like that?"

She had a good point. Paige squinted her eyes as the sun flashed in them, "Hmmm… let me see." Now she was just stalling. Kaitlyn was growing impatient like a child. Paige held back a laugh when she looked over at the older woman, "Alright, alright. It was after my first match on FCW-"

"And?" Kaitlyn interjected, "Now is not the time to withhold information."

"Well, if you would shut your trap for 5 minutes, I wouldn't be." She shot Kaitlyn a playful glare, which earned her a friendly eye roll, "Thank you. Anyway, he felt that a congratulations was in order – I think he just wanted to talk to me – so he just casually walked up on me." Finally reaching the Ihop, she turned into the parking lot, "He said 'Hi, nice match' for a minute I just stared at him because he wasn't known for talking to people, but I said 'Thank you' while he checked me out. And I swear to God, I hated him from that moment on. Mind you, I was 19 at the time and he was 26, but that's not the point, he was an ass and said something about me having to be flattered that he watched my match."

"There's a parking spot right there." Kaitlyn pointed to an open spot in the front of the building, "Anyway, what happened after that?"

"I slapped him." Paige laughed as she parked the car, "And apparently, he knew he would like me from that moment on. And I thought he was completely mad."

"So you slapped him, and he let you get away with it?" the Blonde was confused. Granted, she had never seen Dean hit a woman and she didn't think he would now, but when he was on FCW he was pretty insane – he was obsessed with William Regal at the time, too – so she was surprised to see Paige alive. Not that was a murderer in the past or anything. She just wouldn't have put it past him. "Sooo, what happened?" She knew they were at their destination, but she was stalling for reasons she didn't think Paige knew about.

Paige shut down the car and took off her seat belt, "I think he liked that I wasn't afraid to stand up to him. No one ever really let him know when he was being an idiot. Maybe I shouldn't have hit him, but I'd probably do it again. Anyway, yeah, I left him there – standing by the curtain – and after my next match, he was standing there again. In my mind, he was there because he knew I couldn't stand him, but it became habitual and then unfortunately, we got to know each other." She sighed and studied her reflection in the rear-view mirror. Not that her ensemble was very put together for the day.

"Unfortunately?" Kaitlyn raised a perfectly plucked eye brow and stared confusedly at the Anti-Diva.

"Yeah, unfortunately." Paige got out of the car and quickly pulled her tank top down to cover her back. "Let's go inside before Seth texts me again. They haven't ordered yet, and he's starving."

Kaitlyn followed behind her, "I'm confused. What happened between you two? You and Dean I mean."

"It's a long story."

The two divas walked into the iHop and politely smiled at the waitress that greeted them at the cashier's desk. Kaitlyn – being the more talkative and social of the two – started to speak, "We're meeti-" Paige gently pulled her arm and dragged her away - causing her to yelp -, past a family and into a small hallway that led to the bathrooms, "Paige, what are you doing?"

"Sit next to Dean."

Kaitlyn rolled her eyes, "No. This isn't high school and I will not be your wing-man here. Even though you won't tell me what happened, I know that y'all have some deep shit that you need to deal with and not sitting next to him wont hide it." She peaked from behind the wall they were currently hiding behind and she spotted them. There they were, the Shield. Dean looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there, Seth looked like he was on dying, and she didn't look at Roman. There was an awkward tension between them and she was avoiding him. She quickly shook her head, shaking away the weird feeling in her stomach. She looked back at Paige, "Besides, Dean doesn't look that pissed today."

Paige groaned and stepped out from behind the wall, maneuvering her way around the tables and between the aisles. The two women took their seats, Paige next to Dean at the end of the table, and Kaitlyn next to Seth, across from Roman.

"Look who finally decided to grace us with their presence…" Seth stared at Paige, "A man could starve waiting on you." Paige rolled her eyes. She saw Dean smirk, but she didn't acknowledge him.

"Too bad you didn't." She smiled sweetly at him. Ignoring everyone else at the table. At the moment, she wasn't too happy with Kaitlyn for making her sit there. She respected the Blonde's ability to stand her ground, but if she was sure that if Kaitlyn knew what had happened between her and Dean, she would have been happy to trade places with her. Then again, it wasn't her fault that she didn't know what happened. Paige purposefully avoided giving her friend recent details on how her relationship with Dean had ended. And now, she wish she had.

Seth ignored her comment, they had that type of relationship. They loved to hate each other, but in a sibling kind of way. He looked to the woman to his left and smirked as he looked across the table at Roman, "Look, your lady friend." Suddenly the table shook as he hit his knee against the table, "Ow-huh-how. Roman, you bitch." He gripped his knee, "You kicked me!"

Kaitlyn felt a blush creep onto her cheeks and she tried to hide it by opening her menu. She quickly looked over at Paige – who was currently avoiding Dean's eyes – then looked back into her menu. She felt someone staring at her, but she didn't look up.

Roman stirred his coffee casually as he scoured his menu, "I'm aware." He looked up at Seth, "Now say you're sorry for being an idiot."

"Sorry Roman's Girly Friend."

Kaitlyn smirked and smacked him on the back of the head, "It's okay Sethie, I expect it from someone with your mental capacity."

"Ouch." Dean, Paige, and Roman said simultaneously as they broke into fits of low chuckles.

"Whatever." Seth scowled, folding his menu shut, " I know what I want."

Dean looked at Paige, smirk on his face, "Me too."

A/N: I know, it was anti-climactic. I was planning on making this filled with drama, but I decided to take more of a humorous, cheery route (well, my definition of humorous and cheery, haha). Chapter 7 is going to be darker, so this one is to balance it out. And you get hints of Roman/Kaitlyn and a look into Paige/Dean, what's not to love?

'Til next time

Liz :)