Hey Hey y'all! I'm sorry for not updating faster, I know y'all are clawing at the screens when it ends on a cliffhanger. But there's some stuff I need to research on and make sure it's right just for my amazing P.S.B readers. And I've noticed that some are trying to figure out the story before it's finished….all I can say is, you're just gonna have to read and find out if you're right. He he he.

Anywhoo, the songs for this chapter are the following: "In Time" by Talos and "Can We Talk" by Tevin Campbell

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Turning to face the alarm clock on the nightstand, Joe sighed when he saw it was nearly 10am. A light pull of the covers made him turn his head back to the small frame beside him.

Joe felt a small smile come to his face as he saw his daughter lightly snoring beside him. She indeed was his mini me, with a few hints of Janice. No doubt their matching grey eyes were a dead giveaway that she was his, but she also had his smile, his island tan skin; Janice even once made the comment on how they both thought the same. When his angel would get mad, she reminded himself of his alter ego, Roman, nicknaming her baby Reigns or as Jon would call her Romaine.

Joe chuckled softly as he lightly moved a loose strand back in place on Jasmine's head, the little girl never stirring while her father reminisced.

As soon as he got back in town, Joe didn't hesitate to go get his little girl. Not that he minded her staying with her grandparents, but she was his responsibility and nothing would stop him from spending time with her like a normal father should. He didn't care if he had to canoe back, he would go to any limit to see his daughter when he was off.

Joe slowly turned onto his back as he thought on what happened not 3 hours ago,

~Flashback~

Jasmine was still asleep in Joe's arms as he walked into the house, leaving his luggage in the car. Setting his baby girl down on her bed, Joe heard the door squeak; he didn't need to be psychic to know that his wife was checking to see who it was.

"Joe" she whispered harshly. "What are you doing home?"

Holding back a growl in his chest, Joe stood to his full height as he walked to the door; lightly pushing passed Janice before gently closing it, not wanting to wake up Jasmine.

"I live here, don't I? Last time I checked it was my house" he sneered, making his way back down the stairs to get his luggage out the car; Janice at his heels.

"Yes, but you usually call when you're about to come home?" she replied with an attitude, her voice rising as they went outside.

Joe sighed as he pulled his duffle bag then his rolling suitcase out the trunk of his SUV, slightly ignoring Janice. "I would've but I doubt you'd answer. Just like all the other times I've tried calling to check up on you and Jasmine; straight to voicemail!" he said trying to keep his voice down to not wake the neighbors.

Janice huffed as she stomped away from Joe, back into the house. Joe shook his head as he walked up the path to a house that he used to call his home.

After locking the front door, Joe took a deep breath before hauling his luggage up the stairs. He may have been shit tired but having his Jazzy wake up to see him was gonna be worth it, even if her mother was being unreasonable at the moment.

Setting his luggage to the side, Joe slipped off his shoes before dropping into his California king size bed. With red, dry eyes, sore feet, muscles aching, and slightly sleep deprived; Joe tried to find a comfortable spot to sleep in.

"What are you doing?" Janice asked, her voice still dripping with an attitude.

Taking another deep breath, Joe slowly sat up on his elbows; rolling his eyes to land on his wife. "I'm trying to sleep, what the hell's it look like?"

Joe saw Janice's top lip raise up in disgust, "You stink, you need a shower" she said before going into the closet, turning on the bright light nearly blinding Joe.

"Damn it Niecie, I'm tired. I drove all night just to get here to be with you and Jasmine." He huffed shielding his eyes as he fully sat up, "And this is the welcome home I get?" he asked, feeling his pressure rise again.

"I'm just saying Joe, I just cleaned the sheets and now you come in smelling like sweaty man balls; the least you could do is shower" she said walking out the closet in a pair of black scrub pants and a dark blue scrub top, fasting her earrings on.

"Where the hell you going?" Joe asked confused at his wife's attire as she continued to get dressed.

"I'm going to work Joe, you know a job" she replied pulling a pair of black shoes from the closet.

Joe paused briefly before standing to his feet, with his arms crossed. "When did you get a job?" he asked, his eyebrows ruffled together.

"A few weeks ago, I needed something to do other than worry about you on the road" Janice huffed, picking up her purse as she walked to the door.

Quickly Joe moved in front of her, blocking her exit with his large frame. "Hold up, first you wanna ignore my calls when I'm trying to check on you and Jasmine, then I hear about you getting her a cellphone without telling me and now you got a job?" he said still looking confused, "Baby I told you before you didn't need to work. But if you wanted to you know I would support that, but I thought you'd love me enough to tell me and not ignore my calls. Especially with the fact that you left our daughter with my mother for a week," he said remembering everything his parents told him the previous day.

"Joe, my phone broke." Janice said rubbing her forehead, "When I went to get it fixed, they had a double deal plan. If I got the upgrade then they would give me a second phone 50% off. I knew Jasmine would be going back to school soon and she would need one if anything happened. And I work at the hospital, its long hours and sometimes I rest in one of the empty rooms." She shrugged, "She was fine."

"But a week without a call to check on her, Niecie?" Joe asked, still not convinced. "Not to mention I haven't heard from you longer than that."

"Because I didn't want to bother you!" she shouted, making both of them go silent.

Janice sighed as she pushed passed Joe, "I'm gonna be late, I'll explain later when I come home" she said walking down the stairs, not giving Joe a second glance as she left the house.

Joe sighed as he began to pace; Janice wasn't usually this secretive. Even when they were dating she would tell him everything; what was going on that changed her dramatically?

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Joe held his head in his hands trying to think things through. Taking another deep breath, Joe put his forehead on his balled up hands; the question running through his mind: what was going on in his house?

Joe's head slowly rose up at the feeling of a small hand rubbing his hair. Holding her stuffed tiger as she looked at him under her lashes, Jasmine rubbed her father's hair; hoping to comfort him.

Quickly Joe put up a small smile for his daughter, "Hey baby, sorry if mommy and daddy woke you" he said pulling her into his lap.

"It's ok daddy" she said softly, tapping her small hand on Joe's face as she laid her head on his chest.

"I missed you my angel" Joe whispered as he kissed his daughter's forehead.

Giggling at the feel of his beard on her face, Jasmine's laughter pushed Joe's worries to the far back of his mind. "Missed you too daddy" she said cuddling up, putting her knees up to her chest.

Joe knew she wouldn't leave his side no matter what he did; with that thought in mind he began to rock side to side, deeply humming a song his mother used to sing to him. Once he knew Jasmine was sound asleep, Joe laid her on the bed. And as gently as he could manage, Joe laid down beside her; smirking at his daughter's light snores. Soon both the grey eyed father and daughter drifted away from reality to their dreams.

~End Flashback~

The argument still plagued his mind as he thought on what Janice shouted. He didn't mind at all that she had a job, but he just thought she would at least tell him about it. The phone story was something else as well, especially with her giving their 6 year old daughter her own phone that he has yet to see. Joe honestly didn't know what to believe and he didn't want to think about his wife cheating on him either. Janice's echoing words rang out like a bell in Joe's ears.

"Because I didn't want to bother you!"

Joe couldn't help but think that maybe she was still upset with him being so hard on her when he first went on the road.

How could she not understand that it was his dream to follow in his family's path? Yes, he did enjoy football but that was in college; here and now he loved wrestling. The adrenaline, the cheers, all the perks that came with it; even the ugly side of the business that had him sore and bleeding, he took it all just so his family could live the way they wanted. He did what he had to do so she could stay with their daughter like she wanted; it was the sacrifice they agreed he would do just to give Jasmine a life that she would enjoy and not have to worry. But now, what did Janice want? He gave her everything she asked for, anything at the drop of a dime; what was he doing wrong?

Slowly the large Samoan/Italian got up from his bed and headed downstairs to start on something to eat for both him and Jasmine; hopefully cooking would clear his mind on his confusing wife.

Deep in thought, Joe barley felt his phone vibrate in his sweatpants. Joe quickly pulled the ringing device from his pocket, answering the call.

"Hello?"

"Hey," the person replied nervously, "I don't know if this is a joke or what, but I was calling to see who this number belonged to"

Joe instantly smirked when he recognized the voice on the other side,

"Well from the sounds of it, you've probably ran into this person before" Joe chuckled deeply, hoping she understood his joke.

Joe swore he heard a gasp then something that sounded like a body falling on the floor. He quickly jogged upstairs to see if it was Jasmine; seeing she was still asleep, Joe tip toed back down the stairs with his ear still to the phone.

"Hey, you still there?" Joe asked, walking back to the kitchen.

"Yeah….I'm still here" she said shyly,

Joe couldn't help but let out a deep chuckle, she was so cute when she was shy.

"Please tell me this is a joke and I'm not talking to the famous wrestler Roman Reigns" she said, lightly squeaking.

"Well, I could say that you're not; but I was raised not to lie. So, sorry baby girl" he said deeply, leaning onto the counter.

Hearing her giggle, Joe bit his lip; remembering how her smile looked the last time he saw her.

"I was wondering which one of you put your number in my pocket" she giggled, "I'm curious to know why,"

Joe of course knew the main reason for slipping his number to her; she was all he could think about other than his daughter. But just being around Ashlyn for 5 minutes made the Samoan superman feel a certain calmness in his storms. He honestly didn't want to lose someone who would be good for him, it was a rare find to have a good person in your corner.

"Well I do want a heads up the next time you decided to run into me," he chuckled "Can't have you surprise me and manage to get me on the ground." Joe said, slightly avoiding the question.

Ashlyn lightly sucked on her teeth, "Whatever, I said I was sorry." She said with a smile,

"Sorry? You could've injured me." Joe teased, with a smirk.

"Me? Injure you?" Ashlyn scoffed, lightly chuckling. "If you remember Mr. Reigns, I'm 5'3 and can barely reach your chin. What possible damage could I have done to you? Bite your ankles?" she laughed, making Joe laugh out loud.

The feeling of having a real laugh put Joe's mind at ease of the situation with Janice, before he felt so drained that he knew he was dragging. But when he heard the voice of a familiar shy mocha skin, he felt a bit more pep in his step; as if the sun shined a little brighter.

"I don't know, you do have a way of surprising people" Joe chuckled, making Ashlyn giggle as he opening the fridge to gather what he needed.

"You should talk, but I honestly didn't think you'd remembered me" she admitted.

Joe chuckled deeply, "How could I forget someone with a beautiful smile, who nearly ran me over?"

Ashlyn lightly chuckled, "Thank you, but I hope I'm not interrupting anything...I know you probably need your rest" she said sounding a little sad.

"You're not really interrupting anything; I was just about to fix something for breakfast. It's fine" Joe said assuring her he wanted to talk.

"You know it's almost noon right?" Ashlyn giggled, "It's kinda late for breakfast isn't it?"

Joe smirked, "Well breakfast is the most important meal of the day. Besides, a man my size needs a good first meal if he's gonna be working out later."

"I honestly wouldn't know anything about that," she shrugged, "I work out but I'm not a breakfast type of person,"

Joe raised an eyebrow as he placed 4 egg yolks in a small bowl, "What do you mean? You don't like eggs and bacon?" he smirked,

Ashlyn lightly laughed before replying, "I do, but mine either come out too runny or burnt. I can make a hell of a dinner, it's just breakfast isn't for me. Plus with my job and school, I barely have time for it anyway."

"Oh, what do you go to school for?" Joe asked, his mind wondering on what other surprises she might have.

Ashlyn chuckled as she began to explain a few things to the famous wrestler who on the other end cooked with a listening ear.

Joe never knew he could laugh so much as he and Ashlyn talked about nearly everything. If he was honest with himself, Joe felt his life wasn't as exciting as Ashlyn's. True he was a wrestler who traveled around the world, but he's never explored the far reaches of the sea like her. Joe still couldn't believe she was a marine biologist major at U.W.F (University of West Florida); remembering the shy young woman he saw a few weeks ago didn't seem like the type of person to go swimming with sharks and dolphins.

"Anyway as I was looking for the sick penguin, I end up getting cornered by a colony of his cousins who were trying to get the fish my co worker had tied to my suspenders. I tried to get away but tripped on a faux glacier, landing on my stomach. I've never felt more terrified of something so cute when they trampled me." Ashlyn said, trying not to laugh at her memory. But she couldn't say the same for Joe, who was about to bust a gut laughing.

Joe tried to calm down but the image was too hilarious, "I'm sorry, that's….that's not funny at all" he lied trying to hold back his laughter by biting his bottom lip.

Ashlyn couldn't help but let out a forgiving chuckle, "No, it ok. I'm just doomed to be clumsy and bump into everything"

"And everyone" Joe teased, remembering the day he first saw her as he turned off the stove, finishing up the food.

"Well you're the first celebrity I've ran into, literally." Ashlyn shrugged, "Even though I didn't mean to, I honestly thought you were gonna do your roar and spear me" she chuckled,

Joe smirked as he shook his head, "I wouldn't do you like that. Plus I wouldn't want to hurt a beautiful girl like you" he said, meaning his words but also trying not to think about 'spearing' Ashlyn.

"Thank you" she said shyly.

"So…how old are you?" Joe said, face-palming himself, slightly upset for not asking that sooner and running out of questions.

Chuckling, Ashlyn pulled her side bangs behind her ear. "I am 26. How old are you?"

"I'm 30" Joe replied, sitting at the bar in the kitchen. "What's your favorite flower?" he smirked,

"Purple freesias," she said quickly, before pausing as she wondered if she was going too far if she asked the next question on her mind.

Joe instantly felt her hesitation through the phone, "What's wrong? You suddenly got quiet on me" he asked,

"Would it be too personal to ask you…"

Joe licked his lips, "Ask me what?"

"….What's your real name?" Ashlyn asked, quietly.

Joe knew she would ask that sooner or later, feeling a pull from the corner of his mouth nearing a smirk. He couldn't help but trust Ashlyn, besides if she knew who he really was then she wouldn't be like the rest of the world and think he was anything like his T.V persona, Roman.

"It's Joe…..Joe Anoa'i" he said deeply.

"Joe" Ashlyn repeated, not knowing he felt a shiver hearing her say his name for the first time.

"Daddy?"