Author Note: Thanks goes to DefinitionOfRoyalty-2415 for becoming a follower of this story. Thanks goes to Leasha Orton, THE Kid Hardy, JohnsAngel22, LindaPipeBomb, and DeeMarie426 for the awesome reviews. It seems that most of you don't really care if I change the rating to M, so depending on how I write these next chapters it may or may not increase; but it's good to know that it won't bother any of you readers. I promise this is last depressing chapter for awhile.

"Under water reflected

Flashes of life

Floating up from your lungs, your lips

When you decided to sail to the other side

You decided to sink to

Goodbye my lullaby

I will miss you"

'Lullaby' by: Delain

Chapter 19: Saying Goodbye

Chandler Household

Skye pulled into the driveway and saw Mia and Dean sitting on the porch holding hands. She envied how perfect they seemed to be as she thought about the problems with Seth and her wanting to make them right. She knew things would never be what they were in the past; but she was willing to try and make amends for the mistakes that were made by her.

"Is Rydia back yet?" Skye asked approaching the happy couple.

"Yeah they just got back a few minutes ago. Good luck getting to her though." Mia replied.

"What do you mean by that?" Seth asked.

Dean looked up from Mia's shoulder with a smile, knowing that Roman had finally gotten through to Rydia. "Roman is pretty much a guard dog at her door while she sleeps." He finally answered with a hint of a laugh in his voice.

Mia stood up and walked inside the house leave the three remaining friends to stand outside. The feeling of another wave of anguish was coursing throughout her entire body and she wanted to find a way to make it go away. Grabbing her purse from the entryway, she stepped into the half-bathroom by the kitchen and closed the door.

"Daddy..." She whispered before the flow of tears started to run down her cheeks.

The pain was too much for her to bear when she thought about all the memories she had with her father. Mia violently dug through her purse for the prescription bottle at the bottom. Knowing exactly what she was doing, her hand dumped out three of the little yellow pills into her opposite hand. The Dixie cup full of water was her means of swallowing the addictive substance.

Dean slid over so Seth could sit down next to him. Skye just stood in the same place wondering what was taking Mia so long. "Stephanie stopped me in the hotel before we left to come here." Seth stated hoping to get the news off his chest before Mia came back outside.

"Was she giving you the new scripts for the month?" Dean asked.

"Yeah and there is a problem..."

"What kind of problem?"

Skye didn't want to hear Seth say it again. She was already having a hard time keeping her jealousy in check when it came to Rydia and Seth's bond. Dean watched her closely, seeing her reaction to Seth's words. Judging from the expression on her face, nothing good was going to come out of his mouth.

"They decided to put Rydia and I in an onscreen relationship."

"Oh boy...they are just asking for Roman to blow a gasket."

Seth just nodded his head in an agreement. He knew all too well about Roman's protective nature when it came to things he cared about. Rydia included. Skye knew Mia was gone for way too long and it was beginning to worry her. "I'm going to go check on Mia." She stated and started up the steps.

The door to the downstairs bathroom was closed. Her hand curved into a fist; but before she could knock, Mia stepped out. Her blue eyes were completely bloodshot and glassy. The pupils were completely dilated. "Mia, what the hell? Do you think this is such a good idea." Skye whispered taking hold of her arm gently.

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine."

"You're stoned. When did you start popping pills?"

"I'm not high and I'm not popping pills. I was crying that's why my eyes are bloodshot."

"I'm not blind. I've been there if you remember correctly."

Mia ignored Skye's advice and continued outside to rejoin Dean on the porch. Skye was torn about what to do. She didn't know whether or not to tell someone about Mia's problem; but the fact she didn't actually see Mia take the pills would not give her the advantage in proving it to her family and Dean.

Several Hours Later

Roman silently opened Rydia's bedroom door. She was still asleep silently. Everyone had settled down for the night and he slipped inside the room. Her hands were gripped on the blanket. He couldn't help but bend down and chastely kiss her forehead before gently getting into the bed next to her.

Rydia rolled over and slowly opened her eyes to greet him. There was a softness behind his eyes to made her smile. "What time is it?" She asked in a sleepy voice.

"Around midnight." He answered.

"Is everyone here? I know I've been sleeping a lot, so I didn't know if Skye and Seth arrived yet."

"Yeah they arrived shortly after you fell sleep."

She rolled back over not wanting him to see her saddened expression. Things were not going the way she hoped they would once she started on the road with Mia three months ago. It was almost tempting to just give Nick what he wanted and protect everyone she loved; but not matter what, she couldn't give in. She was not that kind of person and never would be.

There were no more words exchanged. Rydia knew exactly what he'd say to her; but knowing that they would be burring her father in the morning it didn't make it any easier. She shifted back around to face Roman. His eyes were momentary closed; but opened upon feeling her breath on his lips. "Why do you hesitate? I thought we got passed all that." He asked wondering why she didn't follow through with the intended kiss.

There was silence and it alerted him instantly. He saw her frozen in fear expression as she stared off behind him. Her trembling hands were soaked in red after hearing a silent pop. Roman could see the blood gushing from her abdomen. He cried out in horror as he watched her collapse onto her back, gasping for air.

"No! No! No! Rydia!" He cried.

Nick's laugh could be heard in the background along with words. "I warned you to stay away from her." He stated. Roman ignored his words and he applied pressure to Rydia's open wound with blankets. Her once vibrant blue eyes were losing their color at a fast pace.

"Don't you dare leave me."

Roman shot up from his slumber with a cry of Rydia's name. He looked around the room to make sure he was alone before running a hand through his sweat soaked hair. The couch he had been sleeping upon was completely soak in his sweat. He knew that he'd never be able to go back to sleep after dreaming such a nightmare.

Whipping the blanket off him and onto the back of the couch, he proceeded outside to the front porch. The sun was beginning to rise from east. The golden light was just barely touching the grass-line of the surrounding neighbors. "You're going to need help protecting her from him." Bray's voice entered his ears from behind.

"How do you figure?" Roman asked without turning to look at him.

"If you think her father was a shock, he's has a lot more in his mind."

Knowing that the man had been spying on the group for months, he had inside information about Nick that could be extremely useful in protecting the sisters. Especially Rydia. He wanted to know what Bray knew; but he also knew that Bray would never give the information without a price. "What do you know?" Roman asked anyway.

Bray laughed quietly so as not to alert the sleeping members in the household. "I ask a small price for the information I hold in my brain." He replied in a taunting voice. Roman snorted at the remark. Small price was a joke to him. Bray would be asking for something personal. That's the kind of man he was.

"What's your price?"

"A kiss from the sweet angel herself."

His answer make Roman freeze in the middle of a breath of air. Bray asking for something personal was dead on and it was one of the most personal things he could ask for. Roman had no idea what he should do. He didn't see Rydia subject to more torment just for information about her ex's plans. Bray took a few steps closer to the larger man. "Think about it. I've got all the time in the world; but her friends and family don't..."

The Funeral

Rydia and Mia sat next to their mother in the front pew across from the alter. Rydia felt completely numb listening to words of the priest. Skye shifted her gaze towards Mia. Her eyes were clear of red; but her pupils were completely a different story. There was no denying that she was high once again. She wondered how no one else noticed.

Roman kept watch on Rydia the entire sermon and once everything was all said and done, he kept close to her as the process of lowering her father into the ground proceeded. She held a single red rose close to her heart, remembering all the happy memories she didn't want to loose. Rose after rose was thrown into the pit on top of the casket.

"Goodbye daddy..." Rydia whispered and gently tossed the rose down the hole.

Roman reached for her and crossed his fingers through hers. She looked up at him, slighting squeezing his hand to let him know that she was grateful that he was there with her. He had his own inner turmoil of thoughts. He didn't want to see her go through another loss in her life; but he also didn't want to give Bray the one thing he wanted to the most.

Dean took hold of Mia's hand the moment they stepped up closer to the open hole in the ground. He noticed that she wasn't as distraught as he thought she would have been seeing her father in such a state. Something wasn't right about her; but he chose to ignore it for the sake of respect to her mother now being widowed.

Mia silently said her goodbye's and dropped the rose she had been holding into the hole. Her hands were beginning to shake and her vision was starting to blur with tears. She pushed herself away from the crowd and her concerned boyfriend that looked on in confusion. Skye noticed the event taking place and softly touched Seth's arm and stepped passed him in attempts to follow Mia.

Skye turned the corner towards the parking lot to see Mia digging into Dean's rental car. She wasn't about to miss the chance to know one-hundred percent for sure that she had a pill addiction. Mia took a small bottle out of her handbag and twisted the cap of the bottle of water she took from the vehicle. Tipping her head back, she swallowed the pills in her hand.

"When are you going to stop this?" Skye asked approaching the startled woman.

"Have you ever lost someone dear to you?" Mia cried throwing the empty bottle back into her bag.

Mia's hands were still shaking. It was too the point where she could barely hold the bottle of water in her hand. "Yes, I have. I lost both my parents in a plane crash when I seventeen; so trust me, I know how you are feeling." She replied wiping away a stray tear from her eye.

"Then you know I need to do something to stop this pain."

"Pills aren't the answer. Remember I've been there. You need to grieve like your sister and mother."

"Mind your own business Skye. No one invited you to this anyway."

The harsh words stung; but she wasn't about to let the high scare her from being a friend to someone who obviously needed more than love from a soul mate. Mia could see that Skye wasn't going to leave unless forced to. The anger she felt for the sudden loss of her father came swiftly to the surface and her flat palm connected to Skye's cheek in a loud slap.

"Get the hell away from me." Mia snapped.

"I'm not going anywhere. You need help and I'm going to help you."

Mia looked into the blue orbs of Skye's eyes. There was no hesitation or doubt in them. There was nothing but sincerity and determination. The pills were starting to take effect the high was starting all over again. "Will you keep this a secret? Dean doesn't need to know about this. He will probably leave me if he knew."

"I'll keep it for now. If I feel he needs to know, I will tell him; but you need to stop taking them. Not just for your family; but for yourself."

"Skye..."

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry for slapping you."

Skye laughed out of breath of air and pulled the woman into an embrace that made Mia realize the Skye was truly there to help her. The guilt for bringing this repulsive habit into her life was starting to eat away at her conscious. "It's alright. You are during a crash period. Come on let's go back before they start to wonder where we went."

They began to walk back to the grave site unknowing that they were being watched by very stern eyes. Nick smiled at the turn of events in Mia's life. His problem now was with Bray Wyatt and his possibility to spill his plans to Roman Reigns in exchange for a kiss. He had to make sure that didn't happen by any means necessary.