Monday, Sasha finished up her early morning workout in the hotel gym. She wiped the sweat from her brow and picked up her gym bag. Taking the elevator up to the lobby, she spotted Seth at the lounge, sipping on a cup of coffee. He waved her over.

"Hey Bryce, hoping we'd see you."

"Sasha!" he jumped up and hugged her, "beautiful as always."

"Oy," Seth pulled on his sleeve.

Bryce held his hands up, sitting back down, "just saying hello."

Seth offered her a seat, and she sat down next to him.

"So last town till Orlando huh?" Bryce asked. "I got tickets tonight."

"Axxess starts tomorrow. I can't wait." Sasha grinned, "that was my first WrestleMania town, my cousin took me when I was a kid."

Seth snickered, "nice humblebrag. She means Snoop."

Bryce laughed, "well I'm looking forward to seeing it."

"How's the gym been?"

"Good, we're talking about expanding into one of the Atlanta suburbs soon."

"Wow, that's great."

"Thanks," he smiled at her. "Trying to get Seth here to put up some cash."

"Not happening." He shook his head, "One business is headache enough."

"Just as an investor. Diversify your assets."

"Yes, a CrossFit gym and a wrestling CrossFit gym," Sasha laughed, "very diverse."

"Hey, you're supposed to be helping me out here, Sasha!"

"I stay in my lane."

"Yeah see Sasha does need to run CrossFit gyms, she gets paid to wear tight dresses," Seth winked.

"Hey! That's not fair. I'm still building a brand, you've got half a decade of a head start."

"Fair enough, though if I could get paid to wear tight dresses, I definitely would," Seth said with a laugh.

"Ew no," Bryce shook his head, "I've seen your legs."

"I have great legs!" Seth protested.

Sasha giggled, "well you two can debate the quality of Seth's legs, I gotta go grab a shower," she stood up and kissed the top of Seth's head. "We'll leave for the arena around 11?"

"Sounds good,"

"Good seeing you Bryce," she waved as she walked off.

"You too Sasha," he waited until she stepped onto the elevator before looking back to Seth. "Look at you two, all out in the open."

"Yeah well, I kinda screamed at her in front of everyone when we broke up. So not much of a point trying to sneak around once we got back together."

"Wow, classy."

"Don't be a dick," he shot Bryce a look over his coffee cup.

He threw up his hands, "Hey I played my hand. Well not an entire hand, thanks to you,"

"You threw an interception,"

"Because she was in the shower! Whatever, I'm not still trying to get her. It's just the principle."

"What was I supposed to do?" he leaned in, "I'm in love with that girl. Stupid, crazy, blinding love, and you were making a move."

"Seemed like it would've been easier to… I dunno, tell her?"

"Welcome to my life," Seth sighed, "jealousy is kind of our sticking point."

"Jealousy is always your sticking point. And she's a whole lot like you."

XXX

When he walked through the door of their room, Sasha was blow-drying her hair in a cotton robe. He leaned up against the doorway and smiled.

"What?" she laughed, meeting his eyes in the mirror.

"You're beautiful," he came up behind her and kissed her cheek, whispering, "and you're mine."

"This about Bryce?" she asked, pushing him away lightly so that she could get the angle on her hair.

"No, just a general observation."

"It's okay," she laughed, "he's flirtatious, I get it."

"We have similar taste in women. Always have."

She rolled her eyes. "Thanks."

"Ambitious, beautiful, witty, and," he ran his hands over her waist, "just a little bit dirty in bed."

"Baby." Her tone was stern, "I'm kinda in the middle of something here."

He backed up, "I can behave myself."

"Barely."

"Still counts, hey," he sat down on the bed, "I know you're kind of bummed about Mania."

"I'm not-"

"Sasha,"

She looked over and sighed, "Okay I'm a little bummed."

"Can I do anything?"

She giggled, "no, that's okay." She placed the hair dryer down and lifted her hair into a ponytail. "I'm alright,"

She made her way over to him and ran her fingers through his hair. "But thank you."

"It's hard on me too," he said softly, "it feels like it's never my Mania."

"It is your Mania."

"No, baby. It's Finn's and we all know it."

"That official?"

"It might as well be. He needs the win, I need the climb, Kevin needs the anger." He shrugged, "it is what it is."

She pushed his hair back from his face and kissed his forehead. His arms wrapped around her waist.

"I'd ask if there's anything I can do, but I think I know what you want," she laughed.

"Oh yeah? Think we got time?" he started flirting with the belt of her robe.

"No, but I'll do you one better," she smiled, "My wallet, behind the cash."

"Flattered, baby, but you know my love is free."

"Just check it," she pulled away and started to put on her clothes.

He chuckled and went into the Guess handbag she always kept. Taking out her wallet, he pulled back some cash and found two tickets behind them.

"You didn't," he grinned.

"I did." She pulled a flirty blouse over her head. "They're for tomorrow afternoon."

"I thought you had Axxess stuff."

"They replaced me with Bayley," she shrugged, "figured we might as well go to Hogwarts."

"You," he waddled over to her on his knees, kneeling on the bed he was still taller, "you are incredible."

He pulled her in and kissed her deeply. "You are the greatest part of my life, you know that?"

"I am just taking you to Universal Studios, you nerd."

"I'm your nerd, and I love you." He kissed her again, harder this time.

"C'mon. We'll be late."

XXX

Sasha's phone was ringing the second Seth's segment ended.

"Hey Bex," she grinned.

"D'ya know about this?" the voice on the other line asked cheerfully.

"Shhh Seth wasn't supposed to tell me,"

"Oh what, did ya tie him up an' pull it out o' him?"

"Something like that," she smirked.

"Ya owe me like 2 months of details, lass."

"Wednesday? Coffee, my treat."

"Details?"

"We'll see."

"Ya on."

"I gotta go," she said, seeing Finn and Seth come around the corner.

"Alright, I'll see ya tomorrow."

"Right," she hung up the phone and smiled.

"Who was that?" Seth asked.

"Oh you know, side-dick."

"Oh right, and what's his name again?"

"Uh can't remember, there are so many of them," she shrugged.

Seth looked to Finn, "Chicks, man."

"Ya the one who told her," he laughed, "I kept it a secret."

"Becky was onto you,"

"Yeah but I didn' confirm it did I?"

"That's a lot easier when she can't bug you all night long about it." Seth rolled his eyes.

"That's not even close to what happened and you know it."

"Alright, lovebirds. If you two are gonna flirt outright I gotta be a least one drink in."

The three walked into the hotel lobby a while later to fulfill Finn's request. Sasha waved to them as she went up to change. Finn and Seth ordered at the bar and grabbed a table.

"So how're you feeling?" Seth asked, sipping on his scotch.

"I'm great, really. It's been brutal but...y'know I'm in the best shape I've ever been."

"I've been there. Honestly for a minute there…it seemed like it might be the best thing to ever happen to my career…"

"Then I happened," Finn chuckled.

"I don't blame you. This is the business."

"Here one day, gone the next, huh? Well at least thing seem to be goin' well for your personal life."

Seth's face flushed a little and he laughed. "She is…spectacular."

"Spectacular? Damn you've fallen hard, 10 dollar-word hard."

"I'm really happy. She's everything I could've ever wanted."

"Glad ya finally gotcha head out ya ass 'bout it."

"Yeah you and everyone else. Things are really good. I miss the sneaking off a little bit."

"Why?"

"I dunno, it's fun?"

"Seth, ya got a beautiful woman who loves you, why the hell would ya wanna hide that?"

"Because it's sexy?"

"Ya know, where I come from,"

"Oh here we go with the Irish Domestic Fairytale."

Finn laughed, "Okay fair. I'm just saying, you find someone you wanna share your life with, you hang onto that person."

"I am. But old habits die hard."

"As long as they truly die, mate."

Seth sighed. His reputation had a tendency to precede him. He waved at Sasha as she walked through the door of the bar, in jeans and a simple tank top rather than the tight dress she had to wear for the show.

"Hey there," he handed her a glass. "Went for a margarita, figured it wouldn't get warm too fast."

"Aren't you thoughtful. What're we talking about?"

"Finn's Irish Domestic Fairytale," Seth said to Finn giving him an eye roll.

"Meaning you," said Finn.

"I'm your Irish Domestic Fairytale? Aw. Seth, I've got some bad news."

"How do these things always come back to me?

She shrugged and laughed, "So you talk to Bex yet?"

"Yeah, she called me second, funny how that works."

"Hey, she's really excited for this. She said she hasn't seen you in weeks?"

"Yeah I mean it's not like she lives next door. Orlando's a big place. An' she's barely home what with the championship."

"You canceled on her three times in a row."

Finn looked over at Seth for back up and he shook his head.

"Oh I'm staying out of this one."

"Look, love, I know Becky jus' wants to help. But sometimes… it jus' isn't what I need."

"I don't think you're giving her a chance."

"A chance for what? To make me feel better? It doesn' always work like that."

"At least she wants to try!"

"Sasha, she's not my girlfriend, an' I won't treat her like it."

She slumped back in her seat and crossed her arms.

"Finn is right," Seth said quietly, her head snapped towards him with a glare. "You've been fairly lucky as far as injuries go, especially given how you wrestle."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You wrestle like you've spent a dozen years in the indies. But you've been lucky, and getting hurt, getting really hurt, that puts you in a place you can't imagine. Sometimes, screening calls and canceling plans is easier."

Sasha sighed, "okay I just think you owe her an explanation."

"I'll make sure she hears it," he nodded. "Listen," he leaned in and tried to find the right way to say it before looking up at Sasha again. "I know what it is that she wants from me."

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

"Yes, ya do. I can' give her that. An' the last thing I want is to break her heart."

"Okay, I get that."

Finn smiled, and then laughed, "so quit playin' matchmaker will ya?"

XXX

"Will you take that dumb thing off? You're gonna get a heat stroke," Sasha grumbled.

"Nope and you can't make me," he adjusted his Hogwarts themed scarf around his neck.

"It's like 78 degrees out here," she said as they walked along the pathways of Universal Studios.

"I don't care, I gotta represent."

"It's not even a specific house!" she laughed.

"Yeah well if I get sorted all of the internet will just tell me that I'm wrong," he shrugged, "I keep it simple."

She sighed and laughed again, it was a less busy time in the Universal Studios park. Axxess events had ended in the early afternoon and Seth was all too excited to rush there, not even stopping back at the hotel. He was like a little kid as they walked through the first few sections of the park to get to Wizarding World and she'd be lying if she said it wasn't adorable to see his eyes light up when he saw the sign. They'd agreed no hand holding, no kissing, no ice cream sharing, less they went totally public in one swoop. But part of her wanted to reach out and just take his hand.

"What do you wanna do first?"

"Let's get on line for the coaster and then work our way back."

"The coaster?" she asked nervously.

"What?" he looked down at her and smiled slyly, "are you afraid of-"

"No! I just don't understand why anyone thinks that's an enjoyable experience is all."

"C'mon, I'll keep you safe."

"I'll wait down here and you can go up yourself."

"Saaasha," he sighed as she shook her head. "I'm afraid of thunderstorms."

"What?" she laughed.

"I'm afraid of thunderstorms. I'll admit it. See? No big deal. If you're scared, I'll hold your hand, okay?

"Okay… lead the way."

She waited in line next to him, trying to hide the nervousness on her face. As the car pulled into the station, the worker motioned for them to get on. Seth ran to the last car and she followed him.

"This isn't like the scariest seat, is it?"

"No it should be fine, plus," he reached over and grasped her hand tightly, "no one can see us."

Sasha nodded and took a deep breath as the rollercoaster pulled forward.

"Oh I do not like this."

"You're good, I got you."

The coaster reached the peak before the first drop, Sasha kicked her legs nervously and held onto Seth's hand so hard she thought she must be cutting off his circulation. Suddenly they were plummeting down and she heard herself screaming, though it wasn't an intentional noise. The coaster swooped in loops, sending her stomach into free-fall whenever they went upside down. When they pulled back into the station her heart was pounding out of her chest and Seth's face was euphoric.

"That was amazing!" he said, helping her up as her legs shook.

"Uh huh."

"Did you catch the view of the castle?" he asked, handing her gym bag over.

"I had my eyes closed," she responded.

He cocked his head apologetically.

"Did you have fun? Kind of?"

She laughed, "yeah, kind of."

"I don't know how I'm gonna explain why my hand's broken to Hunter tomorrow," he smirked at her and draped his arm around her, still shaking a little. "C'mon, I'll buy you a butterbeer."

"Deal."

He dropped his arm and made his way towards the "Three Broomsticks" stand. She took a seat at a picnic table and let him get this one. Today was supposed to be her treat, but he owed her after that.

"Hi, I'm sorry," a voice next to her came, she turned to see a young guy, maybe college aged. "Are you Sasha Banks?"

"Yeah, I am, how's it going?" she smiled and the kid grinned ear to ear, his dimples showing.

"Wow, that's amazing, I'm in town for WrestleMania…"

"Oh yeah? Me too," she laughed, and it took him a second to realize she was joking, "what's your name?"

"Michael, hi," he blushed and she sighed, this was pretty typical. At least he was being sweet about it. "I'm a really…really big fan."

"It's good to meet you, Michael."

"I can't wait to see your match against Nia on Sunday, someone has to put her in her place."

"I'll do my best."

Someone cleared their throat behind her, and Sasha turned back to see Seth standing there with two cups and a soft pretzel.

"Oh my god," Michael said, "you're Seth Rollins,"

"That's me," he handed Sasha one of the cups.

"Wow, I, wow. Okay, I'll let you two get back to your day before I make an asshat out of myself. It was really good meeting you,"

"Enjoy the rest of your week, Michael."

"Thanks," he grinned again and hurried off.

Seth turned back to her, "what's with the Bieber?"

"Oh stop, he was being nice."

"He was flirting."

"They usually do."

"Hmpf."

"Don't be jealous, I'd never sleep with a fan that's-" she stopped herself seeing Seth's face contort. "Sorry."

"No, you're right. It's not my finest hour. Here, cheers."

She clinked her plastic cup to his and took a sip, they looked at each other for a moment. He nodded and she did too.

"Hmm," he looked at the orangey-yellow liquid. "That is…really awful."

"It's really terrible."

"Oh god, I just spent like $15 bucks on these things." Seth stuck out his tongue in disgust and she giggled.

"Welcome to the theme park industry."

"Ugh," he tore off a piece of the pretzel and handed it to her. "Hey, whatever the fuck that was aside, I'm having a really good time."

"Me too, I just wanted to make you smile."

"Am I smiling?"

"Like a little dweeb," she grinned as he stuffed a too-big piece of pretzel into his mouth and he winked at her.