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"So how is school going?" I ask Natalia as I walk her to school. I don't get these moments often with her or this time so when I do I like to take advantage of it. I missed most of her life only being around a few times in her life. I missed a lot because of my job and our living situation. I'm hoping to get more time with her now that I am moving in with them.

"It's okay," she says. "I like it but I don't love it."

"What's wrong?" I ask.

"I just can't read like the other kids in my class. It's really hard to read, Dad. The words and the letters just get all jumbled up when I try. I can't do it and sometimes the other kids laugh at me because I can't read like they can. I don't like having to listen to the book on tape but that's the only way I know what's going on. It's hard, Dad."

"I know, Tal, I've been there. I know what it's like to be dyslexic. It took me till I was in about 6th or 7th grade before I started to be able to read. It takes a lot of patience and a lot of practice. What we see and what they see is different. The way they look at words and letters is different than how we look at them. It's okay, Natalia. Everyone has their weaknesses and their strengths. How do you get better at your weaknesses?"

"By practicing," she says looking up at me with her deep blue eyes. "So I need to practice my words and letters to see them the right way?"

"Yes," I say, "it took me a while to get it too but it will happen. You just have to be patient. So reading and writing isn't your strong point. What are some of your strengths?"

"Ballet," she says, "I'm really good at ballet but in school I'm really good at Science and Math," she says. "Math is my best subject. I can look at a math problem and figure it out right away but with reading it takes me forever."

"And that's okay. You're better at math than most people. You're definitely better than me at math. I probably couldn't tell you what 230 times 15 was without using my fingers," I say.

She laughs and says, "you're funny, Dad. It's 3450 by the way," she says.

"See?" I ask. "You're smart and you know what you're doing. Just cause you can't read as well as everyone else doesn't make you any less smart, Talli. It is okay to not be good at something. There are lots of things I'm not good at but the only way to get better is to practice."

"I know, Dad. I'm a ballerina remember? That's the only way to get better there too by practicing. I get it."

"Whoa, Sassy Pants," I say, "take it easy, I was just helping you out."

"I'm sorry, Dad," she says as she takes my hand into hers as we walk on the crowded sidewalk to get her to school. "Dad will you come to my dance recital?"

"When is it?" I ask.

"June 13th," she says, "I'm playing Sleeping Beauty it's my first big role. Can you please come see me in my recital?"

"I'll see what I can do. I think that's a pay-per-view weekend so I don't know what my schedule will look like but I will do my best to be there okay?"

"Dad, please," she says. "You never miss my recitals and this is a big one. Please, Dad don't miss it."

"I won't miss it," I say promising her that I will be at her dance recital. She's right I haven't missed one yet and I don't plan to miss any. I made the promise a long time ago to be that dad that was involved in his child's life. I feel like I have fallen through on that promise but I will not let my baby girl down. "And I bet you're going to be the most beautiful Sleeping Beauty the world has ever seen."

"Thank-you, Dad," she says with a smile. "Are you really moving to New York?"

"That's the plan," I say as I look at her and smile. "Don't you want me to move to New York?"

"I do," she says. "I really want you to move to New York. I miss you when you're not here," she says breaking my heart. "I feel like I never see you. I never get to hang out with you and I want to hang out with you. I just miss you when you're not here. I know you work but when you're not working I wish you could be here more."

"Well, I will be around more often," I say. "I miss you and mommy when I'm not here. I want to see you both more and spend more time with both of you. Would you like that?"

"I would love that," she says with a smile. "Why do you live in Florida and we live in New York?"

"Because your mom was in college when I got signed to my developmental deal in Florida and I didn't want her to give up something she worked for to follow me to Florida so we just decided to live this way but now I'm coming home and you'll see me so much you'll get tired of seeing me."

"I'll never get tired of seeing you," she says as she hugs me. "I love you."

"I love you too," I say with a smile as we reach her school; a nice catholic school in Manhattan. Ana and I decided that Natalia needed the best education possible. We chose private school to give her that and I pay the tuition every month. It's worth the money and they have worked with us when it comes to Natalia's dyslexia and her ADHD.

I walk her to the school's courtyard. She meets up with her friends from her classroom and looks at them then me and says, "Look at my dad he is the new WWE World Heavyweight champion!" I can hear the pride in her voice as she tells her friends.

"Cool," says one little boy that I have never seen before. "You're so lucky that your dad is Dean Ambrose," he says. "He is the best wrestler."

"He is the best dad too," she says with a smile as she looks up at me with her blue eyes. I smile back at her and wink. I stand by what I said when she was little. I fucked up a lot in my life and did a lot of things wrong but the right thing and the best thing I ever did was make this little girl. I want more just like her but Ana is the one dragging her feet about it.

"Can I have your autograph," asks the little boy.

"Sure," I say with a smile. "What's your name?"

"Wyatt," he says with a smile as he hands me his notebook for school. I smile and sign my name for him and give it back to him. "Thanks," he says, "can I get a picture with you too so I can show my dad?"

"Sure," I say with a smile as he pulls out his cellphone to take a selfie with me.

"I told you my dad was awesome," says Natalia, "he never says no to anyone when it comes to autographs and pictures. He's nice like that."

"He is totally awesome," says Wyatt with a smile. "Thank-you, Sir."

"You're welcome," I say with a smile. "So you like wrestling then? Who is your favorite wrestler?"

"You are my favorite," he says. "I love watching your matches. They're always entertaining. I like when you wrestle Seth Rollins those are the best matches."

"Those are my favorite too," I say with a smile. "So are you in 4th grade too?"

"Yes," he says, "Talli is my best friend."

"I am," says Natalia with a smile.

"It's nice to meet you," I say with a smile before I shake his hand as the bell rings for them to go inside.

"I have to go," he says.

"See you later, Wyatt," I say with a smile before he runs off as Natalia stays back with me for a few seconds. "Doesn't that mean you have to go inside?" I ask.

"Yeah," she says with a smile. "I love you, Dad," she says giving me a hug. "Are you picking me up after school?"

"I'll be here," I say hugging her back. "You have a good day and remember what I told you."

"I'll remember," she says with a smile before she runs to the doors to get inside to start her day. I shake my head as I turn around to start my walk home.

ANA's POINT OF VIEW:

Sitting at my desk typing up some of the interview I did this morning before I go to lunch and then I have couple more interviews to do and there is a knock on my door. "Come in," I say. The door opens and I groan when Stephen walks into my office. "What do you want, Stephen, I'm busy," I say.

"I came to talk to you," he says shutting the door. "I can't believe you're just going to marry this guy."

"Really, Stephen? He's been with me for 11 years and he is the father of my daughter. I love him of course I'm going to marry him."

"But what about us and what we had?" he asks.

"What we had? We had a fling and that was 2 years ago. Dean and I weren't in a good place. What we had is over now and Dean and I are in a much better place. We worked through it."

"But still I think you're making a mistake," he says.

"I'm not making a mistake," I say, "I know I love him and I do. I will always love him."

"Don't you think you should give us a chance again? I mean I love you, Ana and I want to be with you."

"Stephen," I say, "it's over. I'm not traveling down that road again. I wasn't in a good place with Dean and I made a mistake. It's over now and I'm trying to keep things right with Dean."

"Well, would you at least think about taking the job promotion?"

"So I could work even closer to you? I don't think so," I say. "I'm fine in the position I am right now."

"I feel like once you get married you're going to leave us and leave the company."

"I'm not leaving. I do enjoy my job and I love what I do. I love interviewing people and writing articles. It's what I wanted to do most of my life. Where do you think I am going to go?"

"I'm not stupid, Ana I know you've been offered other jobs in the city better jobs than this. You're one of the best around here and I heard rumors of a certain TV show wanting you to write for them. I don't want to lose one of my best people."

"You're not losing me, Stephen. If I wanted the other jobs I would have taken them. It's about enjoying my job and the people I work with. I'm not going anywhere so you don't have to worry about that."

"Even if you were to be approached by WWE you wouldn't leave?"

"Working for WWE would be a conflict of interest don't you think?"

"Maybe," he says, "but you sleeping with me a couple years ago was a conflict of interest too. Is it the money that you're marrying him?"

I let out a laugh and say, "you think this is about money?" I ask. "It has nothing to do with money. I loved him when he was poor, I love him when he's rich and if the money went away tomorrow I would still love him. I was there with him before the money and I'll be there after the money is gone. Don't question my love for my fiancée," I say.

"I'm just saying because I have money too."

"I'm not after money," I say, "it's never been about money."

"Then what's it about? What do you I to do to get you to change your mind about him?"

"It's about love, Stephen. I love Dean like I never loved anyone else. We have been through it all together and you don't know anything about that. I may have let my guard down and screwed up a couple years ago but I will never jeopardize my relationship with Dean again. I love him, Stephen and there is NOTHING you can say or do that will make me change my mind about him. I am in this for the forever and always. I'm sorry, Stephen, what we did and what we had was NOTHING compared to what I have with Dean and it took me almost losing him to realize that. You and I will NEVER have anything again."

"You really know how to kick a man when he's down, Ana," he says before my office phone buzzes.

"Yes, Tessa," I say into my phone as I answer her page.

"Ms. Bennett, your fiancée Dean Ambrose is here for you," she says, "do you want me to send him to your office or would you like me to have him wait?"

I look at Stephen and he looks at me. "Send him in," I say with a smile.

"Okay," she says before I cut her off to wait for Dean to come into my office.

I stand up from my desk and straighten out my grey skirt and my white blouse as there is a small knock on the door. "Come in," I say with a smile. The door opens and Dean walks into my office wearing blue jeans that fit him snuggly and a black Flyers t-shirt as well as his favorite baseball cap. "Hey, Baby," I say with a smile as I walk over to the door to greet him. "What are you doing here?" I ask him before I kiss his lips quickly.

"I just wanted to see if you wanted to get some lunch with me this afternoon? I'll buy."

"That sounds wonderful," I say taking his hand as Stephen is standing there looking at us.

"Did I interrupt something?" he asks.

"No," I say, "Stephen was just leaving weren't you?"

"Yeah," he says, "I have some work to do," he says. "Hey, Dean," he says as he passes him to go to the door.

"Hey," says Dean and I can feel the testosterone in the air. They are both alpha-males and I wouldn't put it past Dean to kick Stephen's ass for being in my office.

"Talk to you later, Ana," he says before he walks out of my office shutting the door behind him.

"So that's the prick?" asks Dean. "The man you slept with a couple years ago."

"Yes, Dean that's the prick," I say.

"What was he doing in here?"

"Nothing," I say, "he was talking about a job promotion," I say as I get my purse so I can go to lunch with him.

"You're getting a job promotion?"

"He suggested one but I don't think it's a good idea so I'm not taking it."

"That would be great for you," he says with a smile as I take his hand before we walk out of the office.

"As great as it may be I don't want to work so closely with Stephen so it's best I stay where I am."

"Or get another job. You have plenty of offers out there, Ana, take them. Make use of them. Don't limit yourself to one magazine company. I'm sure there are better things out there for you to do."

"I don't want to have this discussion again, Dean when I'm ready to leave this company I will. I am aware of my options. Don't try to make decisions for me when it comes to MY career. At least give me that."

"All right," he says.

I don't get much time for lunch so Dean and I choose somewhere quick in the city to go to so I can get back to the office in an hour. We choose a small deli down the street from my office building. He orders me a buffalo chicken wrap with ranch dressing and orders himself a chicken salad wrap before he takes a seat with me at the table. "Thanks, Baby," I say with a smile. "So did you get Natalia to school on time?"

"Yes," he says before taking a bite of his wrap. "I met her best friend Wyatt."

"Oh Wyatt," I say with a smile before taking a bite of my wrap. "I love that kid. I think he has a little crush on Natalia."

"And he can have a crush on her but she's not having a boyfriend till she's 30 years old. She's not going to end up like us."

"End up like us? I think that after everything that happened we turned out pretty well. We're both happy, Natalia is happy and we have reached our dreams. I don't think it was that bad. I think we did a pretty good job with her. I'm not saying I want her to be pregnant at 17 but I am saying at least let her live her life a little bit. We can just give her some ground rules to follow."

"As if that works," he says. "You had ground rules to follow too but look what happened."

"Natalia was the result of a broken condom," I say, "it's not like we purposely didn't use protection. We did it just broke on us. It doesn't matter she turned out all right and we turned out all right. If anything Natalia made us better people."

"I agree with that," he says, "so when do you want to have another one?"

"Dean, I don't know. I know what you want and I don't know if I am ready to give that to you."

"Can you at least think about it? I would like to have one in the next year. Natalia is 10 years old she will be 11 in October. I think it's time for another baby. You're secure in your career and I'm secure in mine. It's not like we can't support another baby."

"It's not about supporting it, Dean, it's about being ready. I'm not sure I am ready. I just need time to think about it. I promise just give me some time okay?"

"Okay," he says with a smile. "Just think of cute little version of Natalia. Remember how cute she was?"

"The cutest," I say with a smile. "I'll think about but right now let's focus on you moving in. When did you want to do that?" I ask.

"Well, I am about to go onto a European tour so I am hoping that sometime after that I can start packing up my stuff in Florida which isn't much and move it to New York. Talli is excited about it."

"I'm excited too," I say. "I can't wait to see you more. I need to see you more."

"I need to see you more too so let's get that done in a few weeks."

"And you really want to move?" I ask.

"I want to move out of the city," he says.

"I love the city," I say.

"Just hear me out. The city is great. I love the city too but I don't want to be in the hustle and bustle the rest of my life. I want to settle down outside the city in a nice house with a nice backyard for the kids."

"There you go using the word kids I didn't agree to having kids yet but I know what you're saying. It would be nice to have a backyard for Natalia to play in, maybe have a swimming pool and a trampoline. It doesn't sound like a bad idea and we could still go into the city."

"See? It's not bad. We could move to Greenwich, Connecticut or something like that. We don't have to live in New York. You can still get into the city from Greenwich, we can find an even better school for Natalia to go to and we'll have a house for us. A house that we can make memories in and share together the rest of our lives what do you think?"

"I like it," I say with a smile. "Let's do it. Let's get a house in Connecticut."

"Are you serious, Baby?" he asks me.

"I'm serious. Let's do it."

*A/N: What do you think of Natalia's pride for her father? Do you think he's just as proud of her? What do you think of Ana and Stephen having a fling together a couple years before? What about Stephen trying to talk her out of marrying Dean? Do you believe Ana is in it for the money or the love? What do you think of them wanting to buy a house in Greenwich? Will that be good for them? Do you think if WWE offered Ana a job she would take it? Please review and thank-you for reading.