Donte sat in his hotel room, currently on the phone with Hunter. He was sitting on his bed, looking out at the night sky, along with the city lights.

Hunter: So you wanna take some more time off?

Donte: Yeah, I don't know if you'd heard, but I'm going through some stuff right now, and I don't want it to affect my performance when in the ring. 

Hunter: If you believe it'll have an affect, then I can give you some time off. The most I can give you is 3 weeks.

Donte: That should be enough to let me clear my head. Thanks Hunter.

Hunter: Don't worry about it, Donte, don't want one of my tops stars anywhere except 100 percent. Have a good night Donte.

Donte: Night, Hunter.

Donte placed his phone on it's charger and sat it on the bedside drawer. He laid back against the sheets, unknown to what was happening down in the lobby.

Raw had ended, thus the trio of Devitt, Pamela, and Mercedes were headed for their hotel, Mercedes finally going to fix things with Donte. The three walked up to the receptionist, Devitt and Pamela leaving for their room.

Mercedes: Hi, could you tell me what room Donte Williams is in?

Receptionist: Could you give me identification please?

Mercedes: Mercedes Kaestner-Varnado

Receptionist: Yes, Donte Williams has you as an emergency number. He's in room 312.

Mercedes: Thank you.

Mercedes headed up the elevator, obviously in a hurry. She walked down the halls, before finally reaching his room. At first, she listened in, hearing what seemed to be a guitar. She listened for a bit longer, hearing Donte's voice on the other side, singing.

Deciding it was time, she slowly reached and knocked on the door. The guitar seemed to stopped instantly. She heard footsteps, as she played with her thumbs. She heard the door unlock, before it opened.

When Donte saw her, he was definitely in shock, as it showed on his face. Before he could even get a word out, Mercedes hugged him tightly. He was taken back, as her face was buried in his chest. 

Donte didn't know what to do, his mind was filled with so many thoughts at once, he didn't know which to listen to, before he heard one loud and clear.

'Take back your woman'

Donte slowly wrapped his arms around her. The two walked into the room, sitting on the bed. It was finally time to not argue, not ignore one another, just...talk.

Donte: So..why'd you come to me?

Mercedes: First off, I'm just sorry. Instead of hearing you out, or just talking with you when it first happened, this would have never happened. 

Donte: ...

Mercedes: I felt so alone through the last 9 months, just not being around you for so long made me realize...I need you in my life Donte, I don't want anyone else.

Donte: 9 months, of silence. 9 months of thinking of so many different things, some I never would have thought of before this happened. But then I remembered just now. None of this would have happened, if Lexi didn't get involved.

Mercedes: Donte...

Donte: She caused this to happen. I don't know what I was thinking actually getting involved with her last week, maybe it was just my mind trying to fill a gap that was left there for so long. But...that gap can only be filled by one person.

Donte held onto Mercedes' hand tightly, as a single tear came down his face.

Donte: We said so many things towards each other. Things, that didn't need to be said. We both messed up in some way, but now...I need you here, here with me Mercedes, I can't handle not having you here, whether it be in my arms, or simply by my side, I need you.

Mercedes: Oh, Donte...

Mercedes couldn't hold herself back any longer, climbing on top of Donte. The two stared at one another, ever so slowly reaching closer, before their lips met. Donte's hands wrapped around her waist, holding her in place, as Mercedes' hands were on the sides of his face.

There were no other words that had needed to be said. Donte and Mercedes were no longer apart. Possibly...they were now closer than ever before...