Becky
"Hello, my name is Josephine...all I want is to check you out and make sure everything's okay. If you feel at all uncomfortable please just say and I'll stop what I'm doing."

She had a calm and almost soothing voice, it was almost like the voice of my guardian angel. I dreamt I had one once and she'd come and take me away from Dolph and then we'd live happily ever after...I know she's just a paramedic but I can't help but think my wish has been granted.

"Right, I need you to take a deep breath in for me."

She pulled out a stethoscope and as I breathed in she placed the cold metal onto my back, it shocked me a little and I jumped.

"Now cough for me."

I coughed twice and suddenly the cold metal was gone, she wrote something down on her notepad and got up off the floor.

"Becky, I'm just going to grab a colleague. I think it may be best if we do this down the hospital, as it's a sterile environment and we can provide you with some fresh clothes. I only want to make things more comfortable for you."

I just nodded and turned to Colby, who still had tears in his eyes. He placed his hands over his face and I noticed his wedding ring was gone, I started to feel guilty because what he said to me ended his marriage, no he can't give her up for me. She's perfect and I'm damaged, I just don't have the strength to be perfect for Colby...I just can't do it.

"Becky, this is Elenor. She's my colleague, with both of our help we should be able to get you to the hospital. We also brought you a towel for you to wrap around your waist."

Again I only nodded and I carefully took the towel from her hands, Colby moved slightly and I flinched, putting my arm up to stop him from hitting me.

"Becky? It's okay, just wrap the towel around your waist and we'll get you to hospital."

I wrapped it tightly around my waist and now my bare legs were covered. I stood up and everything seemed to fail me, everything hurt so bad that it couldn't even support my own body weight without crumbling. Luckily the paramedics caught me and Colby offered to carry me upstairs.

The hospital drive was long and painful, with every bump or pothole my body got jolted in different directions causing me indescribable pain. 'We'll be there soon' they promised, but the road seemed to be never ending. I must have passed out from the drive because now I'm sitting tucked up in bed, on the emergency ward. My head hurts like crazy and it feels like someone is drilling into my skull. The room is dark, but is soon filled with light as a doctor walks in. It's a man, he's tall and has got long blonde hair...styled in the way Dolph has it. I desperately reach for the light switch as I hear him speak. "You'll never escape me." The light comes on and I see a doctor standing at the end of my bed, nothing like I'd just imagined.

She's a lady, with long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. She's wearing dark scrubs but has a familiar smile on her face.

"Hello, I'm Doctor Cross and I'm going to be looking after you. Now my colleagues Josephine and Elenor, told me that you passed out on the way here and they didn't get a chance to check you over, so that's what I'm going to do."

She had a thick Scottish accent, one that I felt I'd heard before. I did wonder what exactly I'd seen her from but she interrupted my thoughts when she pulled a needle off her trolley.

"What are you doing?"

"Well, I need to take a blood sample and I also need you to urinate into a pot for me. It's just so I can get a bigger picture of what's going on with your body, it's just to make sure everything is okay. It's nothing to worry about. I'll let you urinate first, it's easier. Here's the pot, I'll grab the wheelchair and we can take you over to the toilets."

She nodded at me before walking off and returning soon after with a wheelchair.

"Just hop in and I'll take you down there."

"I-I can't..."

"Oh...honey if you'd like you can do it here. I can close this curtain and put a plastic sheet under you. It'll all be fine, it's nothing to be embarrassed about. I've seen worse things in the ring."

"In the ring?"

She handed me the pot and lifted me up slightly to slide the plastic sheet under me.

"Yeah I wrestle...have done a while now. I should really quit this job, wrestling pays the bills."

The curtain was shut and she turned away.

"Who do you fight for?"

"Well, I've fought for loads of people. Mainly in the independent scene but a few years back I got signed to the WWE, I've only recently moved up to the main roster. NXT and the people there were my life."

"I...miss it."

"You used to wrestle?"

"Yeah, Becky Lynch was the name. I loved it...I loved it so much. It was my life...until I got taken away. Love every day in that business because you never know when it'll be your last."

Somehow, talking to my doctor about wrestling made it easier for me to relax.

"I'm all done."

She turned around to me and smiled, moving away the plastic sheet and taking the pot out of my hands.

"I'll go and do some testing and then you can continue to tell me about 'Becky Lynch' while I do your bloods. I think I may have fought you once or twice."

She walked away and I took a moment just to breathe...I do miss being in the WWE. It was my life in so many ways but Dolph told me I couldn't do it anymore, I had to quit or he'd hurt me but he did that anyway. I just want to be back in a ram packed arena, surrounded by the people who I made myself with. I miss my friends...I mainly miss the three other horsewomen, we evolved together, we grew up together. We revolutionised the business and now I'm nothing...nothing except for someone who's scared of their own shadow.

30 minutes later...

Doctor Cross walked back in with what I assume is a result sheet in her hand. I can't exactly read her expression, plus surely nothing can be that wrong. She hasn't even done my bloods yet.

"Becky...I've just got the results back for the urine test and you're...pregnant."

My mouth dried up as I scrambled for something to say, I can't be pregnant...no no I can't be. Not with his baby...please anything but this!