While morning approached, I whispered in Ashley's ear with a deepened voice, "Babe, wake up."

"Can it wait until later?"

"Nope. We're going to be hanging out with Ambrose, Renee, Nikki, and Brie today."

"Can't those hoes wait another hour?" Ashley said, jokingly.

I started laughing when I heard her mention the word hoe.

"All jokes aside. I'm awake, Roman."

"Great! We have to get you out of the hospital and then we're going to hang out with our friends today. After that, we'll have some extra time together when the day is over." I smiled.

I handed Ashley some of her clothes as she changed out of her hospital gown. I changed into my Jordan shirt, grey sweatpants, and tied my hair back into a low bun. Later, we made our way to the elevator and went to check out of the hospital.

"Hello, I'm Mr. Anoa'i and the doctor said that Ashley was able to leave the hospital today?"

"She's able to leave today, but the doctor informed me that you have to watch over Ms. Kay for at least an entire week to make sure that she's fully functional. But she isn't medically cleared to compete in the ring for two weeks due to the coma she recently had."

"Thank you, ma'am." I said while we checked her out of the hospital.

After leaving the hospital, we stepped into my car and we drove over to meet up with everyone. Upon arrival, we seen Ambrose and Nikki thrilled to see the both of us.

"Ashley! I heard you were in a coma for a day. Brie and I were so worried about you!"

"I'm sorry." Ashley apologized.

"Why are you sorry? We blame Seth for all of this." Renee looked over at Ashley and hugged her.

"How did you guys find out?" She asked.

"Dean told us about it this morning. We're so sorry."

"I'll beat his ass if I have to, maybe even kill him." I said.

Everyone looked at me and raised an eyebrow.

"What?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"You're actually going to kill him?" Ambrose said.

"If I could, I would; but I don't want to get myself locked in prison forever. I just want Ashley to be happy and to not worry about him so we can finally be happy together."

"I understand, but you both shouldn't have to go through this all because you're happily in a relationship together." Brie said.

"Yeah, but you know how the authority is. They're always trying to ruin the love Ashley and I have together."

"Roman, something came up during SmackDown and I believe you and Ashley deserve to know." Nikki sighed.

"Know what?" Ashley said.

"I was walking to the divas locker-room and I overheard Stephanie McMahon, Hunter, and Seth Rollins holding a conversation while Roman was having his match with Daniel against all of those tag-teams awhile back. I overheard her telling Seth that she wants you and Roman to split-up and get with him because it would be 'best for business.' Talk about disgusting; because we all know Ashley wouldn't downgrade!" Nikki explained.

"Stephanie and Hunter planned this?" Ashley asked.

"I believe so. Brie told me all about it and we didn't get the chance to tell Roman; because he had you on his mind during the entire match. I couldn't help but to notice, but I noticed that he was getting distracted easily."

"Aw, you did?" Ashley asked.

"Of course I did. You're my everything." I kissed the top of her head.

"Ew, lovebirds." Dean rolled his eyes.

"Shut it, Ambrose. You're the one to talk because you have Renee!" Ashley said, laughing.

"Anyways, I'm not letting the authority break us apart. I'm about to settle this with Stephanie and Hunter when we go back to work."

"I'm afraid you can't do that, Roman. We have to come up with a plan first and foremost." Renee added.

"What kind of plan do you have in mind?" I raised an eyebrow.

"It has to be unexpected, and something they wouldn't see coming."

"Like, Ashley goes up to Seth and pretends to seduce him; and then Roman and I will attack him from behind?" Ambrose implied.

"I don't know, guys." She looked down at her feet, nervously.

"Baby." I hugged her close to me. "Do you really think I would actually allow him to touch you? I'm going to break his face the moment he tries something. Trust me on this one."

"Don't forget about me, asshole."

I chuckled. "You too, Ambrose."

"Since we don't have to worry about Raw for another few days, how about we enjoy today together before we all have to go back to work?"

"Hey, sweetheart!"

I looked over to hearing a oddly familiar voice and seen Brie with Daniel. I sighed while rolling my eyes in disgust when he started looking at me. 

"What's your problem, Roman?" Daniel asked.

"Nothing. I just didn't think Brie would be with someone like..." I raised an eyebrow, "Someone like you."

"What do you both have against each other?" Brie asked.

I walked away and Ashley stood there in confusion.

Ashley followed me in my tracks. "What do you and Daniel not like about each other?"

I didn't answer and looked away from her.

"Roman, answer me."

"He's just so full of himself, Ashley. When you were in that coma, I was worried sick about you and Vince forced the both of us to have a tag-team turmoil match. I was stuck with him for almost two whole hours. He started to act like a child around me and ruined a great match that we could've had with my cousins; but instead we exchanged words...a lot."

"I'm sorry about that, but you both need to make up. Brie is happy with him like you're happy with me. Can't we all just get along?"

Ashley was right. I silently let out a sigh and went back to everyone and Daniel grinned, "Are you done acting like a child?"

I looked away and began fuming on the inside. I had to hold myself together and force a smile.

"Daniel, stop." Brie said.

"Daniel, look. We need to stop acting like children that are in elementary school. I know we have a match at Fastlane to see who's going to face Brock Lesnar at WrestleMania, but I think we need to act more like grown men. I just didn't like your attitude in the ring towards me because I was worried about my girlfriend the entire time." I confronted him.

Daniel looked up at me and then began to sigh. "You're right, maybe I have been too egotistical lately and I let my character get the best of me. If you want to be friends, it's fine with me."

I paused for a few seconds and looked over at him with a smile. "Deal."

"I'm guessing we're all friends now?" Ashley asked.

"Yeah." Daniel and I both said at the same time.

"Great! Now that's all over, let's have a great time together!" Ambrose said.

We went out shopping and then our last stop was to the local bar. I kept Ashley close to me since I knew there was going to be a lot of drunken men who were shit-faced. I ordered some beer while she ordered herself some vodka. Minutes later after we ordered our drinks, I realized Ashley downed an entire cup of vodka and she started to feel somewhat buzzed from the alcohol that she had consumed.

Ashley looked over at me, "Want to know who I love?"

I chuckled, "Who?"

"Roman Reigns. He's so sexy!"

"Wow man, she's wasted already." Ambrose laughed.

"I don't think she's ever been drunk before, Roman." Renee said.

I chuckled, "I'll take her home. She needs to get some rest."

"Alright, Rome. See you both later!"

I scooped her up into my arms and sat her down in the passengers seat while I drove back to the hotel. When we made it, I picked her up in bridal style and carried her to our room. I laid down next to her on our huge, queen-sized bed while she still felt wasted.

"Today was fun, don't you think?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"Oh, definitely!"

"Are you feeling alright?"

"Of course I am." She said, "Wh-Why do you ask?"

A few hours later, we fell asleep together. That is, until I felt her leaving my arms and she quickly stormed into the bathroom. I heard her throwing up uncontrollably after all the alcohol she consumed.

"Ashley? Is everything alright?" I asked.

"Yeah!"

I opened the door and sat down with her on the floor. I pulled her hair back and my other hand was rubbing her back while she proceeded to throw up. I hated seeing her like this. "I'm here, Ashley. It's going to be okay."

After she stopped vomiting and flushed the toilet, she looked sickly in the face and looked at me with exhaustion.

"I am never drinking again."

I chuckled. "Are you sure about that?"

"Hopefully."

"Want to go back to sleep? It's only four in the morning." I asked.

"Sure, I feel like shit." Ashley groaned, "Sleep sounds heavenly!"