Sasha paced up and down the locker room, fidgeting with her jacket.

"Dude! You're gonna make me nervous!" Bayley shouted from across the room.

"Dude!" she replied, "This is happening!"

"I know," Bayley grinned, "but seriously!

"Sorry."

"Will it help you if we go watch Seth's match?"

"Why would that help me, Bay?"

"Because you love watching him wrestle. Despite everything, it makes your day to see him doing what he loves."

Sasha sighed, "yeah okay, c'mon."

They joined a few other people around a monitor by guerilla. It was only 10:00, he'd gone on earlier than normal so he could get in place in the crowd afterwards for her match. She swallowed hard when she first saw him on the screen, flexing his muscles as he dragged Kevin to his feet. Before he took to picking up girls at the bar, Seth seemed to have thrown himself into training to distract from the messiness of their breakup. His biceps were fuller as he threw Kevin into the ropes for a spot. He leaned down over him, and Sasha had to bite her lip as his tights stretched for a moment.

Putting the feeling of needing a cold shower aside, Bayley was right, she loved watching him do what he loved. Maybe it was because it was the thing they both loved, or because that passion was what made her fall for him in the first place. Maybe it was the way he smiled ever so slightly before selling a move really well, or the look in his eyes when he was on a mission. After she told him to walk away, that look faded away and she hadn't seen it when they spoke. It felt like he was starting, ever so slightly, to give up on being with her. Which is what she had said she had wanted, but in honesty, stung more than anything. Seeing that look in his eye felt so good, and despite herself, she wanted him to look at her like that again.

He was in trouble now, a cannon ball in the corner from Kevin had him lay out and Kevin was going to the second rope for a frog splash. It hit hard and Seth riled in pain and made a desperate attempt to run the ropes. He got caught into a pop up power bomb and it left him clutching his torso as Kevin pinned him.

Seth didn't have time to say anything as he came through, just smiling and waving at those who shouted praises as him while he jogged by. He had to change into street clothes and get into the front row for her match like he said he would months ago. Running past her again, his hair was low in a bun under a baseball cap and he was zipping up his sweatshirt. She tried to push away the memory of him drooling over the sight of her in it. His eye caught her just for a moment and he smiled, maybe he was thinking about it too.

Main eventing was indescribable, she tried so hard to hold on to the feeling of walking down to the ring but it kept slipping out of her hands. Bayely and Emma were already down there, and although they were supposed to be adversaries, Bayley couldn't help but grin when she saw Sasha. The match was among the most brutal in her life, Emma and Bayley both having something to prove and going the extra mile. They'd agreed on a few pretty high risk moves, in particular a Suicide Dive from Sasha onto Bayley and Emma on the outside left her crumpled in pain. She rolled over, realizing where they were in relation to the audience. Seth's concerned expression was staring down at her, he looked like he was about ready to jump over the barricade. She sent him dirty look as she pulled herself to her feet.

Spot after spot, they made it count. She knew what was waiting for her on the other side, but it didn't matter. All that mattered was that she was the main event of a pay per view. Dash and Dawson were running down to the ring now, it was only a few more minutes before the finish. They started interfering, causing distractions and trying to help Emma.

Sasha and Bayley were able to get a double spot taking them out on the side of the ring and it was looking up for her. She frog splashed Bayley and laid her out in the middle of the ring, almost getting the pin when Emma dragged her by the hair, slamming her against the barricade. Sasha dove for the ring as she saw Emma pin, but a muscular hand pulled her legs back, and Dawson flung her back into the barricade right on cue. She heard the bell ring and scampered up, looking mortified.

"Your winner and new Raw Women's Champion, Emma!"

She held the belt up above her head, smirking at Sasha. Leaning up against the barricade she put her head in her hands and let the emotion overcome her. Emma celebrated and left with her goons in toe, and then Bayley rolled out, not looking back at Sasha, and walked up the ramp. Finally, she got to her feet, breathing heavily. She looked over her shoulder at Seth, his eyes soft and sympathetic. He shook his head.

"I'm sorry Banks,"

There was a tad too much sincerity behind it. Maybe he really was, maybe Roman was right and he was trying his hardest to walk away but couldn't quite do it. Maybe. She nodded, making her way back up the ramp without a second glance.

As she came through the curtain, Bayley was waiting for her, arms wide. Sasha laughed and flung her arms around her best friend. Around them, wrestlers, producers, and crew were clapping. Hunter was next, picking her up with a big hug and then having the three of them pose for a picture with him. She pulled a reluctant Emma into one on her own, she'd make a good champion and it was unexpected finish. People would be talking about it for weeks, just about everyone had pegged her to hold on to her title since it was such a big night, and those who didn't said Bayley might pull it out. They would hate Emma and the Revival after tonight.

She was making her way back to the locker room through a mass of people trying to congratulate her. It was amazing to see the support, but she really needed a shower and to get out of her gear. As she rounded the corner, she had to catch her breath, seeing Seth leaning up against the wall outside the locker room.

"Hi," his face lit up when he saw her.

"Hey…"

"I uh," he stumbled, "snuck back around and I wanted to see you and say congratulations."

"Thanks, I'm… I'm sure I'll miss being champ."

"Yeah, you will. But look at you, you make all your dreams come true." He smiled at her sweetly.

"Not all of them."

"Sash," he took a step towards her.

"Forget it."

"I know you think I've got this thing about protecting you, and maybe you're right," he blurted out. "Just know I'd do anything for you, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

He nodded, "I'll see you around."

XXX

"To women's wrestling!" Charlotte held her glass up with a big smile on her face.

Sasha grinned and raised her glass. "Cheers ladies."

Bayley, Emma, and Paige crowded around a table in the hotel bar with the two of them, celebrating the main event spot. They'd decided to have a girls night for it, the guys would do their own thing tonight, they were in the middle of a Madden tournament anyway.

"And to the new Raw Women's Champion," Paige smiled at Emma, "the fiercest competitor I know, and one of the most deserving,"

Emma grinned, giving Paige a side hug. "It's unreal."

"Isn't it?" Bayley asked, "I couldn't believe it for days after I won the NXT Women's."

"So what's next?" Sasha asked with a smile.

"Uh… main event WrestleMania?" Charlotte offered with a laugh.

"Let's do it."

They raised their glasses again, and Sasha finished off the last of her margarita.

"Alright another round?" she asked.

"Yes please," Bayley smiled and the others nodded too.

"Be back,"

Sasha leaned up against the bar, trying to get the attention of the busy bartender. Sunday nights were usually busy in business hotels, people coming in for the week of business trips. Waiting for him to get around to her, she glanced around the hotel bar. She felt a knot catch in her throat as her eyes settled on Seth across the bar.

His hair was pulled back into a low bun, a black dress shirt pulling across his broad chest. He was smiling flirtatiously, leaning forward on the table. Across from him there was another woman, curvy with long brown curls.

"Can I help you?"

"Huh?" Sasha looked back and the bartender was looking at her waiting.

"We're busy, what're you having?"

"Oh, uh, sorry. 5 beers, the lager."

She handed him her card and looked over at Seth again. He was laughing with the woman, reaching over and touching her arm while he leaned in to say something. It made her giggle and flip her hair. The knot in Sasha's stomach was growing. Why was he doing this? She wanted to believe what Roman had said, that Seth was trying hard to get himself over her. But he looked like he was having a perfectly good time with these women in hotel rooms. His eyes flickered up and saw Sasha, his eyes widened. She looked away, not wanting to seem like she was watching him. It wasn't like he didn't know that she knew, but still. If he was trying to get under her skin, she didn't want him knowing that it was working. He said he would do anything for her, except apparently, not sleep with other women.

"Would you like help?" The bartender snapped her out of her thoughts again.

"Oh, sure, thank you," Sasha picked up two of the glasses and lead the waiter to their table. "Here babe," she offered the one to Bayley as she sat down next to her.

Her seat, in what felt like a cruel joke, faced Seth's table with the brown haired woman. The girls were chatting as they sipped on their beers, but Sasha couldn't help looking over at him again and again.

"Sash, what's wrong?" Paige asked.

She didn't respond, just nodded behind Paige. Her and Emma turned their heads and Charlotte and Bayley craned their necks to see. Charlotte was the first one to see it.

"Oh, shit."

"He's an asshole," Paige said, turning back.

"He's just doing what he needs to do to get through this," she told them, "it's fine."

"It's not fine," Bayley said, "it's hurtful."

"Can we talk about something else guys? Really, I'm just shaken, it's not upsetting me."

"Alright…" Bayley was unsure but did what Sasha asked.

As they chattered Sasha's eyes kept on Seth, she just couldn't help it. She knew what she was waiting for, though she wouldn't admit it out loud. Eventually, it came. He whispered something in the woman's ear and she smiled shyly at him as he offered her a hand. She inhaled sharply and looked down at her beer.

"What?" Bayley looked over at her.

"Oh dear lord," Charlotte said as she saw Seth escorting a girl out of the bar, his hand low on her back.

"It's fine," Sasha said, taking a long gulp of the beer.

"Let's talk about something else," Bayley suggested.

"I just don't understand," Sasha couldn't help herself. "What is he trying to accomplish?"

"I don't know," Bayley said sympathetically.

"We talk and he acts like he still wants this that he is still holding onto hope. And he goes and sleeps with a different girl every single night. Like what is he doing?"

"He's a moron," Charlotte offered.

"No, he's not. He's smart, he's brilliant."

"Brilliant and run by his emotions," Bayley said with a cock of her head.

"Yeah yeah, I know I know."

"I'm just saying."

"I know, Bay. I know." She sighed heavily. "I just really wanna believe him when he says he stills wants to be with me and would do anything for me."

"He has a funny way of showing it, but you know how he can be."

"A really fucking funny way of showing it."

The others agreed, and they spent a few minutes talking about how much of an idiot Seth was. How he didn't realize what he had when he had it. They were trying to be supportive, Sasha knew it, but it wasn't what she was looking for right now. She was looking for answers. Her mind was racing. What was he thinking? How was this supposed to help anything? Another long gulp of her beer and a thought entered her head. She bit her lip. It was stupid, but she was starting to feel like she would do anything to make sense of this. She pulled out her phone.

"Sash, what're you doing?"

She didn't respond, opening her recent calls. He was right there, a string of red missed calls from him. Clicking it she pressed the phone to her ear.

"This is a really bad idea," Bayley said.

"Shh."

XXX

In the hotel room, Seth was moving his hands over the dark curls of her hair. Angela was her name, she worked in pharma sales and had a big client in the city. She could use a distraction just as much as he could. Her lips were soft, her red lipstick getting all over his lips, cheeks, his collar. Things were moving along quickly, them rolling around in his bed and her hands eagerly working on the buttons of his shirt. She pulled the wrap dress over her head and tossed it to the floor when a buzzing came from the pocket of his jeans.

"Mmm, sorry," he chuckled, taking a quick look at the screen. A picture of Sasha, looking back at him, her hair cascading down her back. His heart skipped a beat. "This is work, I'm sorry."

"At this hour?"

"Why don't you jump in the shower," he kissed her quickly, "I'll be fast and come join you."

She flipped her hair, climbing off the bed. "You better be."

"Seth Rollins," he said answering the phone as he winked at her.

"Hey uh,"

"What can I do for you?" he said in an overly professional tone, waiting for the door to shut behind Angelica and the water started running.

"Did you get the details for tomorrow night's segment from Hunter?" her voice sounded strained, almost the way it did whenever she lied to him, but not quite.

"Uh, no, no I haven't heard anything yet."

"Oh okay, I was thinking Hunter maybe mentioned it to you."

"He hasn't…is this really necessary right now, Sash?" She would hear the irritation in his voice, but honestly, she probably deserved to.

"No, no, of course not, I just was hoping to get a jump on it. You know how I am."

"Yeah…I know. Aren't you celebrating with your friends tonight?"

"Eh early night."

"Really? I thought I saw you at the bar downstairs."

"Nope…not right now. I'm sorry if I interrupted your night,"

"That's alright, all for the job right?"

"All for the job."

"Uh-huh," his brow was furrowed.

"I'll uh, let you get back to yours."

"Yeah, goodnight."

"Night, Rollins."

He hung up and sighed deeply, running his fingers through his hair. There was a woman in his shower, waiting for him to come and be with her. But all he wanted, all he ever wanted was Sasha. And she fucking knew it.