Raw went off the air as paramedics arrive with a stretcher to carry Michael. Saraya and Ashley helped as the medics strapped Michael on the bed. Paul and Stephanie came out right as Michael was being taken up the ramp with Ashley and Saraya following them. Stephanie gave a look to her, as she knew she's going to explain everything.

*later*

As the show continues, Michael is at the doctor's office as Stephanie and Paul looked at Saraya with a serious stare.

Steph: Tell me, Saraya. Is what you said about your feelings with Michael true?

Saraya: Yes.

Paul: How long have you been having a crush on our son?

Saraya: Well...it started last year when he came back for Summerslam. I just didn't expect him to grow up like that. That's when my crush with him begin and I hid it from everyone, with only a few thinking I do have feelings towards him.

Stephanie: And you do realize that our son is exactly 5 years younger than you?

Saraya: Well, you and Hunter are exactly 7 years apart in age.

Stephanie: Okay, forget that. The point is that what we want from you is to be truthful to your feelings to Michael when he wakes up.

Paul: Michael will be the one to make the decision if he'll accept your feelings or not.

Saraya: I understand, Hunter. As well as respect his decision.

Stephanie: Good. That's all I want to hear from you, Saraya. Now, excuse me. I need to continue on with the show.

She walks away, leaving Hunter and Saraya there.

Saraya: Paul, I'm sorry that-

Paul: No need to apologize, Saraya. I mean, I fainted when Stephanie told me she was pregnant with Michael. It can happen.

Saraya chuckles as Hunter rests an arm on her shoulder.

Paul: Besides, I know I can trust you being with Michael since I keep seeing you two backstage when you were in NXT.

Saraya: Thank you.

Hunter: No problem.

*later*

Saraya sat in a chair next to the room as she waits for Michael to wake up. She actually feels nervous to talk to him. Soon, a doctor opens the door and looks at her.

Doc: He's awake.

Saraya: Thank you. May I enter?

Doc: Of course.

She gets up and walks to the room and she sees Michael laying on the bed, looking like he just woke up in the morning. He looks at her and gave a gentle smile.

Mike: Hey.

Saraya: Hey.

Doc: I'll be contacting your parents that you woke up.

Mike: Okay, doc. Could you leave us alone? We need to talk.

Doc: Sure.

They walk out of the room, leaving Saraya and Michael there as she pulls out a chair and sat next to him.

Saraya: So...are you okay?

Michael: Yeah, I'm fine. I mean, I didn't have any experience with fainting on a live show after someone told me they love me.

Saraya: *chuckles* Yeah. I would've fainted as well if someone does that to me.

They chuckled a bit awkwardly until silent went into the room.

Michael: So-

Saraya: Yes. I have a crush on you. Well, obviously, it didn't begin when we first met. You were fifteen or sixteen, but when you came back last year for Summerslam, I couldn't notice how...how should of put it?

Mike: Attractive?

Saraya: Yes. Attractive. Thanks. It just made feel really drawn out to you, which is something I don't usually do. And so, I thought nothing of it. But, it only increase my feelings towards you and when you came back, it went back up to me, and I realize I actually, have feelings for you.

Mike: Damn.

Saraya: I know right? Listen, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner. But I was kinda nervous to tell you. And that you might have eyes on some-

Mike: Whoa, whoa. Calm down Saraya. You don't need to apologize. I mean it happens. Back at high school, I had friends worrying about telling their crush their feelings, so it's nothing new to me.

Saraya: Except that a woman who is older than you tells you she loves you.

Mike: Yeah. That. *sighs*

Another awkward silence spreads to the word as Michael looks up at the ceiling and Saraya looking away.

Michael: Well...*moves the blanket and slides to the side to look at her clearly* you had a talk with my parents right?

Saraya: Yes. It was kinda scary, to be honest. But in the end, they agreed that you have the power to accept me or not.

Michael: Geez. It's pretty hard to think about it.

Saraya: If you're going to reject me, then that's-

Mike: Wait. I'm not going to reject you. Though I have to think about it. I'll give you the answer when I feel most comfortable.

Saraya: *sighs in relief* Okay. I understand.

Mike grabs her hand and held it, comfortably.

Mike: Look. I don't hate you for confessing to me. It actually made me feel appreciate that a beautiful woman like you would have those feelings to me. I'll just think about it and give you my answer, okay?

Saraya: Okay.

Michael nods as he sets his feet on the floor and stood up, though stumbled a bit, which Saraya helped him a bit. Yet, this caused them to get a bit close to each other, which caused them to blush a bit. Once Michael regained his balance they walked out of the room.

They were then meet up by his parents.

Stephanie: So?

Mike: I'll give her my answer when I feel comfortable.

Paul: Good.

Saraya: I have to go. See you later, Michael.

She gives him a kiss to the cheek, giving him a look of surprise and embarrassment since his parents are right in front of them and she leaves with a wink at him.

Paul: Well, ain't that something, my boy? *gives him a side hug to the shoulder* You got a woman to have a crush on you.

Michael: I still have no idea about that.

Paul: Well, it can happen. Just be prepared for the aftermath. People all over social media are reacting to you fainting on live TV.

Michael: Well, it's not like you and Uncle Shawn going back as DX in 2006 when you're grown adults.

Stephanie: Okay. Let's continue talking at the car. And Michael.

Michael: Yes, mom?

Stephanie: You know that I want to make you happy, right? *gets a nods from her first born son* You see, me and your father agreed that we'll respect your decision for what's going on with you and Saraya. If you make your decision, then we won't complain. You're grown up now, and we trust you on making a good choice.

Michael smiles as he and his parents went into a group hug.

Michael: I love you, guys.

Paul: We love you too, Mike.

Stephanie: We'll always do, honey.