FAITH POV:

It was finally here, the day I had been dreading. He had been quiet all afternoon, but I knew it was only a matter of time before Roman began asking questions...

We were just heading out from our hotel room to go down to the arena, when all of a sudden he turned and asked ''Are you ok baby?''

I looked down. I didn't want to bring up the past again, not after all this time. The WWE purposefully hadn't played Davenport in such a long time, because of all that went.

''It's him isn't it?'' he said reading my mind.

I just nodded.

''Come here baby, it's ok, It's ok...'' Roman whispered, taking me in his arms and hugging me softly.

''It just makes me uncomfortable being here that's all'' I said looking up at him, and he rubbed my arms in a comforting loving way that made me feel safe and secure ''I just want this day to be over already you know'' I said, looking up at him again ''I'm getting chills just from being here'' I said, snuggling even further into his warm embrace.

''You're going to be ok baby. It's only for one night. And you have nothing to worry about, because he's locked up somewhere far away from here, where he can't hurt you baby'' he said reassuringly.

''You don't think I'm being silly? You know, moaning about it after all this time?'' I asked sheepishly.

''Are you kidding me? Something like that, I can't imagine anyone getting over...ever! Your only human baby, you're meant to hurt, and heal. And I'm here to help you heal beautiful, no matter how long it takes'' Roman said, and leaned down and gently kissed the top of my forehead.

I was so lucky to have this guardian angel as my best friend. I loved Roman with all my heart, because he always brought the best out in me, even when I was at my worst.

*****

''Come on Faith, let go of the hair!'' the ref yelled at me.

''Like hell I will!'' I yelled back, quickly picking up the trash can and lobbing it at Charlotte's head again, because I be damned if I ever let this trash talking, woooooing like her dad ''genetically superior'' as she calls it, wannabe Diva take my title away from me tonight!

I could feel those old anger issues rising to the surface the more the match progressed, so I instead decided to channel them all into my moves, because Charlotte was proving to be a pretty tough competitor. She had an advantage by from so tall over me, and there was no denying how great her maneuver tactics were, like when she quite literally bent over backwards to avoid being 'taken out by the trash' as she quickly dodged the can I threw right at her, missing her head by about a quarter of an inch! I lunged at her myself now, only to be met face first with a kendo stick. It stung like hell! But I was determined like hell too to still walk away with my Divas Championship belt that night! I felt off my game somehow, and I knew why. Wrestling in Seth Rollins home state of Iowa, just brought back all the old memories of him, ones that I tried to keep buried for eternity. I knew he was locked up somewhere, and that was good enough for me, but the horror of what he did still lingered on for a lifetime.

''ONE...TWO...'' the ref yelled, but I quickly kicked out before he got to the third count. Man, this Street Fight match was every bit as brutal as I heard it to be. I'd been in lots of different stipulation matches over the last couple of years, but this was my first ever street fight match, and it was taking all I had. Plus my opponent Charlotte, who recently got the call up from NXT, was twice my size in height, and wrestled like a man! She was strong, and I was getting seriously frustrated!

''Aaaaaaarrrrrrgggghhhhh!!!!'' I yelled, running at her with all my might, chair in hand! I was immediately knocked out though when her boot connected the chair to my face, with a powerful missile drop kick!

''ONE...TWO...'' I managed to kick out again, but my nose had begun bleeding badly...ok Charlotte...enough is enough! In anger, I quickly flipped forward to my feet-a neat little trick Paige had taught me shortly before she left-and grabbed a hold of Charlotte's head in a headlock, before hauling her back down to the canvas with me, in my famous submission move 'The Last Prayer' which was exactly like Samoa Joes 'Coquina Clutch' only I would hold my opponents arms high above their head, making escape virtually impossible. I loved that move!

The ref immediately got down, and checked on Charlotte. It was the longest 8 seconds of my life, as Charlotte was such a tough cookie, but she eventually tapped, and the ref called for the bell.

''Your winner...and stiiiiiill Divas Champion...Faaaiiiith!'' I stumbled to my feet, and the ref raised my hand in victory, while the WWE Universe cheered me loudly. I then quickly grabbed my belt and retreated from the ring with sweat pouring all over me. My body was sore and bruised, but I had won, and that was all that mattered.

I paused outback by the gorilla, grabbing a quick bottle of water and catching my breath. Shortly after Charlotte came though, panting heavily herself ''Hey...'' I said, a little outta breath still ''...good match out there tonight...'' I really meant that too. I actually liked Charlotte and had nothing against her, I guess I was just a little intimidated that she was the daughter of a living legend. But, I was always looking for competition, and Charlotte had brought her A game tonight, which I respected.

''Thanks Faith, but I'm coming for that real soon, wooooooo!'' she howled in my face, while making a 'I want your belt' gesture with her hands at her waist. I just smiled and rolled my eyes...whatever!

''Hey babygirl! You did great out there...mmmmm...gimmie some sugar'' Roman whispered, coming up behind me and spinning me around.

''Hey baby....'' I smiled back, instantly locking my lips with his. I didn't need that belt, Charlotte could have it, because every time I was in Romans arms I felt like a winner.

He ran his hands down my back and pulled me close ''Ow! Oh, ow ow...'' I moaned.

''Oh sorry baby! Here let me take a look....'' he said, and began examining me worriedly, observing the kendo stick marks that had started to welt up on my back ''Oooh, that Charlotte girl plays just as dirty as her dad!'' he moaned, trying to rub my back for me.

''I'm ok baby, it'll pass'' I said, trying ease myself away slightly, because if I'm honest, from morning all I wanted was a cigarette! I still had an old 10 pack in stuffed inside my gym bag somewhere, I don't know why, but I could never bring myself to throw it away. I hadn't smoked since Dr. Nelson worked her mind control on me that day in her office, but for some reason being in Seth's hometown just brought those old habits flooding back to me.

Ha ha, I guess hypnotherapy doesn't last forever then

''Tell you what baby, why don't you go bring the car around, and I'll let you massage me...and whatever else you want to do later when we get back to the hotel...'' I smiled naughtily at Roman.

''Mmmm....you drive me crazy baby, you know that?!'' he grinned, sexily licking his lips over mine ''and I love you so god damn much'' he whispered, pressing his sexy muscular body even closer, while leaning down to kiss me again. I was so happy we were still going strong, our romance just kept blossoming every time we touched each other, and our relationship was going from strength to strength.

''I love you too Roman'' I whispered back ''and I want you inside me...'' I said, cheekily running my hand down the firmness of his chest.

''Mmmmm...Imma hold you to that though babygirl'' he winked, before running off to bring the car round. I quickly ran to my locker and grabbed the 10 pack from my gym bag. I know my body didn't need it, but my mind desperately did.

I peeked my head up and down the hallway where all the lockers were, then when I was sure no one was looking, I ran down the fire escape stairs by the back of the building, and out into the cool night air...

I was ashamed of myself for falling weak to temptation again, but after the way I had my ass kicked tonight, a cigarette was exactly what I needed. I let out a calm sigh and stepped into the alleyway out back. All of a sudden, a very strange feeling came over me, one I couldn't describe but, maybe the hairs standing up on the back of my neck could! I looked around the dark deserted alleyway, with every instinct telling me to go back inside, and me ignoring them in my desire to feed my bad habit. I was just about to raise the cigarette to my lips, when a large hand cupped over my mouth and the voice said ''Don't scream''

The blood drained from my face as I immediately recognized the unmistakable voice of Seth Rollins...

ROMAN POV:

What was taking her so long...? I had been down in the car park forever now. It was surprisingly cold down here in Iowa, or maybe I was beginning to feel how Faith was feeling earlier, because I too began getting chills up and down my arm. I guess being in the home state of that piece of crap Seth Rollins was having an effect on me also. But I had to stay strong, not only for myself but for Faith too. Seth had hurt us all, but Faith was the one who had really suffered.

I remember hearing he was incarcerated somewhere in his home city...well wherever you are Seth, I hope your punk ass is suffering in some four by four cell, you little bitch! I thought, as I sat quietly in my car waiting for Faith.

I sighed heavily as I pictured Deans face the day he left the company...he had such a sad look in his eyes, a look only detectable by me, well maybe Paige too. Because unless you knew him like we did, all Dean ever really allowed people to see was his cool fun side. That's just the type of guy he was. But deep down I could tell that it was breaking his heart to leave his WWE family behind. I knew he'd made the decision to go the second Faith accused him of rape, but he only announced it to the world when Seth was finally sentenced.

I missed my brother dearly, and even though we would still meet up occasionally when we both had some free time, or chat on Facetime every now and then, it just wasn't the same as having him around. Paige either, as even though she really did annoy me like a little sister sometimes, I considered her blood. And it was always comforting knowing she was there, because I knew Dean was never too far behind.

I wiped my eyes and looked down at my watch...come on baby I thought, missing her already.

She was probably talking with some of the other divas or something, so I just had to be patient. But I loved her so much, and had a tendency to smother her at times when I was away from her for too long. I sighed again, thinking about Dean and all good times we had before he left, and even though AJ was a fun guy to hang with, he just wasn't Dean. I knew if Dean were here right now, he'd be telling me man up, while bro slapping me on the back, and teasing me what a baby I was. Then he'd buy me couple of beers, and we'd laugh the whole thing off, before falling asleep with our ladies, and kicking ass the next day in the ring.

It wasn't something I liked to think about, even in the quiet privacy of my own thoughts, but if there was anything I had to say I hated about myself, it was the fact that I resented Faith slightly for what happened to Dean. In a way, I kinda feel like I lost my best friend because of what she did, and even though Dean had told me before he left, that it was his sole decision to go to try something new by going TNA, and not to resent her for what happened, I knew that he was really leaving because of the embarrassment he felt with the WWE Universe. No matter how much management tried to cover up anything relating to that particular Raw event, his image would forever be tainted because if it. And deep down he knew he could never get that back, as did I, and as did Faith-even though she told the entire story in her 'Just Have A Little Faith' autobiography.

I loved Faith with all my heart, and of course I chose to be with her for all eternity, I just wished that things were different somehow...

It didn't matter about the past anymore, because in the end we had all won. We had uncovered what Seth had been doing for all these years, and we'd successfully gotten that little cunt in jail where he belonged. And I'm proud to say that since that day forward, I've managed to keep the promise I made to Faith three years ago, and that was to keep her safe, loved, and out of harm's way.

I looked down at my watch again...come on baby, where are you?