Author's Note: A little something different, though if you already know me, this won't come as a surprise.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE characters or UFC brand. Trent Karr is my own character but loosely based off an actual fighter. Guess which one.

Randy stuffed half a doughnut in his mouth and smirked at the head shake of disapproval from the little brunette he was walking alongside. He held the uneaten portion of the doughnut in front of her face, which she quickly pushed away.

"It's like you were raised by wolves." Ada said.

"Does my mom count?" He asked.

"How does anyone put up with you?" She asked.

"You do..." He responded.

"I wonder why sometimes ..." She teased as they walked past a couple of cameramen and ringworkers packing up after the show.

"Ouch." Randy put a hand on his heart, but he was getting no sympathy from her. "A few of us are meetin' up for drinks later, you should come."

"I don't know, I got an early flight in the morning..." Ada hesitated.

"Come on, it's just a drink, I'm sure you'll need it-"

"Watch it." She warned.

"So that a yes or no?"

"Maybe." She said.

"I'll see ya there." Randy was so sure of himself. She didn't like that, and she hated it even more when she knew he was right.

"Bye Randy." She rolled her eyes before they went their seperate ways.

"Next time you're doin' shots!" Nattie leaned out the back window of the car as Ada walked up to the hotel entrance.

"That a challenge?" Ada asked as she walked backwards.

"Leave the heavy drinking to the men." Randy smirked from the driver's seat.

"Shut up!" Nattie and Ada ordered in unison.

"...Women." Ted teased.

"Handle that." Ada said. Nattie reached forward and smacked him in the back of the head.

"I love you girl, see ya in a few days." Nattie said. "Good luck." She said as Ted and Randy waved before driving off.

Ada settled into bed, staring out the window listening to the sounds of city nightlife. She waited to hear the sound of her phone. A yawn escaped her lips, worrying her that she'd miss the call. Not two moments later, her phone lit up accompanied by a little tune.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey babe, what's goin' on?"

"Just got in bed. How did training go?" She asked.

"Good, I'm ready."

"You're gonna do great." She said.

"Thanks." He said quietly.

"You are." Ada assured him.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said.

"Goodnight Trent."

Las Vegas Welcomes You

A large banner read at the entrance of MGM Grand Casino. Ada wandered anxiously down the halls on the first floor not sure where to go. What looked to be staff worker noticed her confused expression and approached.

"Excuse me, could you point me in the direction of the locker rooms?"

"They're at both ends of this hallway" he pointed behind him, "but I believe the one you're looking for is down to the right." He said with a wink, to which she returned before she walked briskly down the hall.

Trent Karr

The paper on the door indicated she was exactly where she needed to be. She took a deep breath before knocking.

"It's open!" Someone yelled on the other side.

"Babe..." She quickly spotted Trent and wrapped her arms around him. "I got here as soon as I could."

"We got time." He said, holding on to one of her hands. His large, clammy hand shook against hers, it broke her heart.

"Trent, time to wrap up." The couple looked over at the trainer holding tape in his hands.

"I'll meet you back here." Ada said as they pressed their foreheads together.

"Wish me luck." He said.

"You don't need it." She said as she pulled away. "I love you." Waving goodbye as she walked to the door.

"Love you."

"He's gonna be ok, he's gonna win." Ada told herself as she fought to steady her breathing. She paced back and forth in an empty hall, wringing her hands till they were dry. She could keep a brave face in front of him, but by herself she was a nervous wreck. She was about to watch the man she loved step into a cage, in front of thousands of people and fight someone.

"Ms. Sandoval, the card's about to start. I'll show you to your seat." An usher said.

"Oh- thank you." She stammered absently, taking a deep breath as she prepared to witness her man go to war.