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"If we could take some time

to lay it on the line

I could rest my head

Just knowin' that you were mine

All mine

So if you want to love me

then darlin' don't refrain

Or I'll just end up walkin'

In the cold November Rain"

'November Rain' by: Guns N' Roses

Chapter 37: Just One Kiss

November 2nd

Rydia stared out the passenger side window, her mind was racing with every thought over the last few weeks since awaking from her six month long coma. Mia stayed close to her until her release from the hospital. Skye had been the best friend anyone could ask for during her struggle to know herself; but the one thing that still remained a mystery was the man known as Roman Reigns.

She knew that they had a history and there was definitely an attraction between them. He made her feel safe; but she had no idea why she should be afraid of anything. Despite not knowing why, there was a deep nagging feeling that there was someone she was afraid and still should be.

"You're quiet. Something wrong?" Skye asked taking a sharp left turn onto the highway.

"I've got this nagging feeling like I should be afraid of someone." Rydia replied turned her head in the other woman's direction.

"Makes sense that you would feel that way, considering how you ending up in the coma in the first place."

"What do you mean?"

Skye instantly regretted opening her mouth. She really didn't want to bring Nick up. He was a sore subject for all of them. She thought quickly about how she could answer her but not give her a complete answer. "You were shot by someone, Ry. That's why were in the coma for so long." She replied.

"I guess that makes sense. Does anyone know who shot me?"

"No..."

So, what was really like before all this happened to me?"

"Ry, you are still the same person just without all your memories. You are still that same loveable person you've always been."

Skye's words made Rydia accept the fact that it would take time for things to go back to normal. She was eager to start training inside a wrestling ring and her voice itched to be used once more. Most of her memories of her being a wrestler and singer have returned. It was mostly things surrounding Seth, Dean and Roman that still remained closed. "Are you sure you want to go back to traveling so soon?" Skye asked.

"I need to do something. Staying alone in that big house while Mia and Dean are gone is not my idea of living."

"I'm just concerned that it'll be too much for you."

Rydia reached over and placed her hand on top of Skye's. She appreciated the concern, she really did. One of the things she loved most about her was just that, her concern for others. Their fingers twined together. "Don't worry so much. I'll be fine. I need to do something and I'm not going to let my lack of memory slow me down."

The Arena

Roman sat in his vehicle waiting for the rain to slow down. It was hard to just give the woman he loved some space. He didn't want to crowd her while she was still recovering; but at the same time he wanted to hold her. In the backseat was Mia and Dean. He could see Dean's head snuggle into the nape of Mia's neck and it reminded him of Rydia's scent. Sitting next to him was Emilee Branson, the personal nurse/midwife for Mia; but unfortunately she was also his ex-girlfriend.

"It's not slowing down and I don't care if I get wet anymore. I need to pee." Mia blurted and started to exit the car with Dean trailing behind her.

"Mia! Wait!" Dean called.

It left Emilee and Roman alone in the SUV. There was an awkward silence that she wanted to remedy. She was also concerned about his behavior over the last couple weeks since Rydia woke up. He was even more cold towards her than before. He didn't even tell her to leave him alone anymore.

"Roman, are you alright. You've been awfully silent for weeks." Emilee commented.

"Rydia has no memory of our relationship how the hell am I supposed to feel."

Emilee wanted to be comforting to him; but every time she tried he pushed away even further. It was obvious to her that he wanted nothing to do with her and who could really blame him. She treated him so horrible in the past. "I'm trying to be a friend to you; but you won't let me even try to understand how you're feeling."

"I've let you in once and I'm not about to make that same mistake again."

His cold bitter attitude towards her was making the anger boil deep within her heart. She opened the door and started her long walk inside the arena in the November rain. Roman watched her, slightly feeling guilty for being so cold to her; but he knew that if he let her in, she'd destroy him like she had in the past.

Emilee's eyes burned with tears. Her feelings for Roman were a constant and she almost hated Rydia for stealing him away from her. She vowed to herself that when the baby was born, she would go back to her old life and pray that someone else could fill the void inside her heart that he left behind. "Emilee...are you alright? You look more pale than I do." Mia asked stepping around the corner from the restroom.

"I think I'm not really welcome around here." She whispered.

"Don't worry about Roman. He's struggling with Rydia's condition. I love having you around."

Mia embraced the saddened woman tightly, her large belly pressing against her smaller frame. Emilee held on, accepting the comfort Mia was trying to give. The sound of the door opening startled them into breaking apart. Roman stood inside the door frame, water dripping from his hair onto the floor beneath his feet.

"What?" He asked wondering why Mia was staring at him so harshly.

"You know that you don't have to treat Emilee so bad. She's here for me and I would appreciate it if you'd quit making her cry."

A coy smile tugged at his lips as he approached the ladies. He leaned in close enough that they both could feel his breath on their lips. "I don't have to answer to either one of you. I don't need to explain my reasons to anyone." He stated and continued on his way towards his own locker-room. Mia couldn't believe the words he had just spoken to her. Never once had he been mean in anyway, shape, or form. It broke her heart to see him in such a state, because she knew that he wasn't that kind of person.

Parking Lot

Skye pulled into the first open parking spot available. Rydia felt her stomach flutter with nervous butterflies. She had no idea what kind of reaction she'd receive when she walked in. Nobody but Skye knew she was coming. She wanted it to be a surprise and to talk on a personal level with Stephanie McMahon. "Ready?" Skye asked.

"Yeah...let's do this." Rydia replied opening the door.

She was dressed in a pair tight black vinyl pants and lime green tank top with a thin black vinyl jacket overcoat. The heels of her boots clicked against the concrete floor of the parking lot as she walked next to Skye. Her hand shook when she took hold of the handle of the door. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she pulled the door open and stepped inside. A wave of familiarity washed over her to the highest degree.

"Rydia, is that you?" A voice called.

Skye turned to see Nikki and Brie Bella standing against the wall closest to the restrooms. Rydia turned in their direction, confirming their question. She smiled upon seeing them. There was some memory of them from when she first met them back in January. Within moments, they were wrapping their arms around her and making a huge fuss over her. "We didn't think we would ever see you again." Brie commented.

"This place feels like home to me and I couldn't just sit around waiting for all of memories to come back." Rydia replied.

"If we can help in anyway, just let us know okay." Nikki offered.

"Thank you."

Skye urged her in the opposite direction towards the office. She was hoping to avoid anyone else noticing her. Rydia was wondering what the rush was. The more people that recognized her the more small memories came back to her. It was working and it made her so happy to find something that helped with the longing for the sense of familiarity.

The office was just in eyesight, just a few more feet and they would be at their destination. Skye knocked on the door loud enough for the occupants to hear. A rustling sound came before the door opened to reveal Hunter. It wasn't who she was hoping for; but it would do. Rydia stepped around from Skye's taller frame. Hunter's eyes instantly widened in surprise.

"Rydia..." He whispered.

"Hello Hunter." She replied.

"This is an unexpected surprise, come in please."

He stepped aside to allow the two women inside the spacious office. Rydia could easily tell that he seemed genuinely happy to see her. The shock in his eyes and the smile was enough to sell her into his welcoming presence. Hunter took a second look at her. He couldn't believe that she was really there. The expectation of her ever coming back just was never there.

"What brings you here tonight?" Hunter asked.

"I wanted to surprise everyone." Rydia replied simply.

"I thought you had amnesia."

Skye narrowed her eyes at him. She really hated when people used that term when addressing her best friend. When she went to open her mouth, Rydia held her hand up to cut the words off. It didn't offend her as much as it used to. The fact was that she remembered a lot more than she told people. There was something she really wanted and the only two people that could make that happen was Hunter and Stephanie.

"Skye, could you give us a few minutes alone please." Rydia asked.

"What? Why?" Skye asked confused and concerned for her.

"It's fine. I just need to talk to him about something in private."

The hesitation was overwhelming and red warning signs just screamed at her; but she did as her friend asked. Turning heel, she stepped outside the office only to run directly into Seth. His hands touched her arms to steady her gently. "I'm sorry..." She whispered and walked around him.

"Skye, are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'll be fine."

"You know you can still talk to me about anything."

She nodded her head, giving him a half smile in the process. He realized that she was still being evasive of him since their breakup a two months prior. Watching her walk away was probably one of the hardest things he had to endure on pretty often basis. She accompanied Dolph to the arena on most events unless she was with Rydia.

Taking note that she had come from the office, there was some curiosity as to why she was even in there in the first place. He knew that Stephanie wasn't even in the building yet. Seth hovered around the door for another few minutes hoping someone else would emerge; but no one did, ending his curiosity for the time being.

Inside the office, Rydia stood a few feet away from the boss she had come to trust in such a short time. Hunter was confused as what she would want to talk about without Skye by her side. There was clearly more to the woman than he first thought. "You aren't here to just surprise everyone, are you?" He accused.

"Well I am; but that's not the only reason I came here tonight."

"So tell me..."

"I want to have a part in tonight show. I want to make my return."

Hunter eyebrow rose at her statement. There was nothing but determination in her eyes. Sadly, he had no idea if she had done any training since waking up from the coma. Considering, it's only been a couple weeks. "I can see your skepticism. I know I haven't done any training yet; but I can still make an appearance."

"Rydia, I don't know if I can do that."

"No one knows I'm here. I just want to come out and do an onscreen manager romance."

"This is about Roman isn't it. You're frustrated with your lack of memories of him."

She didn't have to respond to that, he already know the answer to it. The frustration was a big problem for her and it grew even more intensely every day that passed by. The necklace around her neck was the only reminder she had of him beside photos in her phone. Her hand unconsciously reached up to touch the small dreamcatcher pendent just above her chest.

"Let me see if I can work it in without letting anyone but stage crew know."

"Thank you so much!"

Dean Ambrose's Locker

Mia sat on the floor stretching out, her belly laying on the floor. The baby inside was aggressively kicking her. She was starting to get antsy. With only two short months left, there was still so much to get done before the arrival of her precious baby. Dean had been adamant in putting the crib together himself instead of having someone else do it for them. His harsh travel schedule continued to get in the way of getting things accomplished at home.

"Good, now keep breathing." Emilee coached.

She took deep breaths, listening to the music playing on her iPod behind her. The song switched to a demo from Rydia's cover band. The song was 'These Dreams' originally sung by Heart back in the 80's. The sound of her voice was soothing beyond words and she couldn't help but hum along with the song.

"This isn't the original song. Who redid this?" Emilee asked.

"Rydia did..."

"That's Rydia singing!"

"Yes it is."

Emilee was amazed by the amount of talent held within the woman she pretty much hated. As much as she liked the original version, there was something about the newer version that drew her in. "Does she still sing?" She asked out of curiosity.

"No for a long time; but usually if Skye asks she will."

"What's going on in here?" Dean asked walking into the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.

Emilee took this lack of clothing her sign to leave. She turned the music off and stepped out of the room. Mia watched with lustful eyes at him in just a towel. She struggled to get off the floor just to make her way to him. He leaned down to kiss her lips. His hands rubbed her belly, greeting his child warmly. "So how are you feeling?" He asked.

"I feel good today, except for Roman's little outburst earlier."

"Don't take it personal. He's going through something none of us has ever gone through before. The love of his life doesn't even remember loving him."

He had a point and the more she thought about it the more she felt sorry for him. She had her sister back for the most part; but he had nothing at all with her. Her head turned away from Dean and turned on the backstage TV for her to watch Roman's match. The expression on his face was good acting, because the look in his eyes gave away what he was really feeling.

Monday Night Raw

Roman stood face to face with John Cena, one of his partners for their traditional elimination tag-team match at Survivor Series. They had just beaten two of their opponents in Randy Orton and Kane. The referee shifted out of the way when Randy returned with a steel chair in hand. Kane grabbed John by the throat to chokeslam him; but was given the Spear for his efforts. Randy clocked John in the back with the steel chair.

The crowd cheered loudly when Randy turned to receive his own Spear. Roman bellowed out in dominance. John rolled back into the ring and raised his arm up. A familiar static sound cut off Roman's music and turned into a hard rock song with a female vocal. 'Break Out' by The Letter Black. Within seconds, the crowds cheered became almost deafening. They all knew who was about to walk out onto the stage.

Roman couldn't believe what he was hearing. There was no way possible for her to be there. Rydia stepped out from the curtain and walked out onto the stage for the first time in seven months. Her reception was beyond words for her to describe. She never imagine the reaction she was receiving that very moment.

A smile formed on her face as she made her way down the ramp towards the ring. John couldn't believe his eyes and neither could Roman. Neither man ever thought they would see her inside a wrestling ring again after what happened. Michael Cole, JBL and Jerry Lawler talked about her scripted injury to hide that fact that she was really shot and in a coma for six months.

Rydia stood before Roman with a smile. She could tell that he was surprised to see her just like everyone else was. Her hand reached out to grab his wrist and lifted his arm up. Out of instinct, he wrapped his arms around her. She wasn't satisfied with just an embrace, so when he pulled away she leaned in to kiss his lips.

The crowd reacted in the way she had hoped they would. He returned her kiss without any hesitation. John watched with a smile, knowing how happy that moment made Roman even if it was scripted.