A/N: So I got enough nice feedback to continue this one. I'm trying a new format out to separate Total Diva scenes and cuts between show parts and interviews. Enjoy!
Fresh from another glam session, Nikki sat in front of the camera for her next round of Total Divas commentary. She was beaming as the camera rolled, her eyes bright and skin glowing. "It's Wrestlemania season!" She waved her hands around in a foolish matter, laughing at herself. "Seriously, it's Wrestlemania season and I decided to, you know, sort of crawl out from under this rock I've been living under and attend the Hall of Fame ceremony. I haven't missed one in a very long time and now just felt like the best time to make an appearance. I just took a little convincing to actually leave the hotel room."
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Nikki looked at herself in the mirror with a frown, running her hands over the teal colored gown she had on. It had taken forever to pick out and she ended up having it altered five different times so fit just right. It was the night of the Hall of Fame and she had decided to make her first public appearance since getting pregnant. Her pregnancy mood swings were in full force and she was feeling extra bloated. Her feet already didn't fit into her favorite pair of Louboutin's and she was pretty close to just not going.
"Dean!" she called out. "Come here!"
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Dean sat uncomfortably in from of the camera again, his hat dipped low over his eyes. The makeup person who had just done up Nikki came over, taking his hat off without asking and immediately running their fingers though his hair to make it look more presentable. If Nikki hadn't been standing just off to the side, he'd have likely thrown a punch. Once they deemed him ready, the camera rolled.
"She's been doing this thing where she just screams my name from random places around the house or wherever we are and every damn time my mind immediately goes into panic mode and I think she's in labor. It's totally possible, you know. I've been reading all these books…"
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Dean came running around the corner from the hotel bedroom they were sharing, almost knocking over the cameraman that was filming Nikki. He wasn't used to having so many people around and would likely never get used to it. "What's wro…" The word got cut off before he could say the entire thing as his eyes landed on her. "Holy shit," he muttered, taking a step closer.
"Do I really look that bad?" she asked as her eyes found his in their reflection in the mirror. She was frowning, still rubbing her hands over her protruding belly. Nikki had been an avid yoga enthusiast throughout her pregnancy and was actually quite fit given that she had less than two months left to go in her pregnancy.
Dean approached her slowly, half dressed in the suit she had picked out for him. "No," he told her. "Of course you don't look bad. You look the opposite of bad. You look really, really beautiful," he told her.
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Nikki bit her lip as her cheeks blushed for the camera. "He's really sweet. Like he just has these moments where the words flow out of his mouth without really thinking and sometimes they're really stupid but sometimes… they're the sweetest words I've ever heard."
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Coming up behind her, Dean slipped his arms around her, his hands moving over hers on her belly. She moved her hands so they were over his instead and pulled them a little higher.
"Feel that? Feel her kicking?" she asked him quietly. Dean gave a nod of his head, his eyes drifting down to her belly as he watched their reflection in the mirror. "She knows her daddy. Knows when you're close by."
"You're just saying that," he chuckled, pulling his hands away and making her turn to face him. He lent in to kiss her and she pulled her head back.
"No, my make-up," she told him with a whine. "Don't mess it up. I need to look perfect for the red carpet." Dean rolled his eyes as she pulled away from him and went about putting the finishing touches on her ensemble. "And finish getting dressed! I refuse to be late because of you!"
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Shaking his head, Dean looked right into the camera lens. "Women."
Dean rubbed his chin and messed up his hair that the stylist had just taken ten minutes to fix. "So we get all the way there, right? I'm in this monkey suit and I'm already twitching at having to sit in the same seat for like ten hours… and she doesn't want to get out the car!"
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Nikki sat in the car with Dean who was impatiently drumming his fingers on his knee. "What if they catch me making my double chin face and they post it all over the internet and tomorrow everyone's talking about what a fat cow I am?"
"You're not fat, you're pregnant," he told her for the millionth time. "Let's just go inside and lay low. We don't have to do the carpet thing."
"Yes we do," she groaned.
"Then let's just fuckin do it. Who cares? I didn't put on this monkey suit for nothing," he told her, losing his patience and opening the door to get out of the car. He went around to her side of the car and opened the door. "Now put your big girl panties on and let's go." He held out his hand for her and she reluctantly took it, sliding out of the car and fixing her dress. Despite her earlier protests, he kissed her right on the lips before ushering her inside and past the screaming fans who had gathered outside.
They laced their fingers together as they stood behind the curtain that led to the red carpet. Dean was antsy, shifting from foot to foot and rubbing his shoulder with his free hand. Watching him, Nikki shook her head. "Relax," she told him softly as she squeezed his hand.
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"He ended up more nervous than I had been!" Nikki laughed at the camera.
Dean looked into the camera with a totally unamused expression. "I was more nervous about the tie I was wearing choking me and the chair I was about to spend the next seventeen hours in being uncomfortable."
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Stepping out from behind the curtain, the fans immediately got riled up at the sight of Dean. He stuck close to Nikki's side, almost shielding her from full view. When they realized who he was with and that they were indeed arriving together, the roar picked up. When Nikki finally stepped forward, her protruding belly clearly visible, the sound reached a fever pitch. Nikki could feel the heat growing up her neck as they approached Renee Young who was interviewing the arriving Superstars and Divas on the red carpet.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Renee spoke into her microphone. "Please welcome Dean Ambrose and… Nikki Bella!"
"Hello Renee," Nikki greeted in the tone that the WWE Universe had grown to know and love. Dean just gave a nod, not letting go of Nikki's hand.
"Nikki, Dean, welcome to the Hall of Fame, I think everyone here tonight is not only surprised to see you two arriving together but, Nikki, you're glowing! And so very pregnant!"
Nikki's free hand ran over her belly and she was grinning like a fool as she looked at Dean who just winked back at her in return. As a matter of fact, his eyes stayed on her the entire time the camera was on them, not roaming around nervously like usual. "Very observant, Renee. You'll have to tune into Total Divas like everyone else for the details." Looking at Dean again, they made eye contact and he nodded, reading her mind. Nikki made the first move to walk past the blonde interviewer and Dean followed, tilting his chin towards Renee in acknowledgement as he passed.
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"Dean's ex-girlfriend," Nikki told the camera with a bit of a smug smile on her face. "I was so worked up over everything else that night that I forgot she'd be there. Obviously rumors have been swirling around backstage but I heard she was not too happy to hear the news."
Dean rolled his eyes at the question the producer had just asked him. "Look, Renee and I had broken up over a month before Nikki and I even hooked up. We were done. Very done. End of story. I'm not telling you all my business for ratings," he ranted, standing abruptly and ripping the microphone from the t-shirt he was wearing. Tossing it on the floor, he stormed off out of sight.
Nikki's eyebrows rose and fell as she took a deep breath and looked at the camera. "He doesn't talk about her, ever. He told me their story once before, when we were first getting to know each other, but that was it and she was off limits after that." She shrugged her shoulders. "Everyone's got a few secrets, don't they?"