Natalya had just finished another epic, yet tiring match on another Monday Night Raw; of course she had won. Feeling grimy and wanting to clean herself up, she made her way backstage and back to the diva locker room to shower and such. Most of the other divas were already gone due to the fact that they never had any matches or promos, so she was the only one inside the locker room. The diva then showered and changed into a pair of most comfortable sweat pants, and t-shirt. After she changed she was ready to leave the arena and head back to the hotel where most of the WWE roster would be staying.

Natalya then packed up all her things and picked up her large duffel bag, and she noticed something fall out of the bag. She bent down to pick up whatever she dropped, and discovered that it was a folded up piece of paper. The diva only knitted her blond eyebrows in confusion as she unfolded the piece of paper. It was a letter...? Not again, Natalya thought with a silly smile. It was another love letter.

She had been receiving these letters for weeks now; months even. Someone had always managed to sneak back here while she was away and slip a note into her bag. Natalya didn't even know who the ridiculous letters were from. They were always signed with, anonymous. Sometimes, she liked the letters. They complimented her about everything and made her feel good about herself. It was just like having a secret admirer. But on the other hand, she hated the letters just because of the simple fact she didn't know who wrote them. It was a complete mystery. She then let out a chuckle; the letters were always so corny but they were sweet nonetheless.

Finally, she decided to read it.


Dearest Natalya,

I have written you yet another letter. I am shocked that you haven't discovered who I am yet considering the fact that you are quite clever. You did magnificent in your match tonight, and your wrestling moves always seem to inspire me. Anyways, if you don't figure out who I am by this letter it will drive me mad. Hopefully this clue will help.

Signed, The English Gentleman

P.S. You look beautiful tonight, like always.


Natalya stopped and thought for a moment. The English Gentleman? Who could that be? Not a single person came to mind. Obviously it was a man, but who? She sighed in frustration, and stowed the letter away with the collection of others she had. Right now, she was just too tired to think.

The diva then exited the arena and made her way to the rental car she was driving. Once she got back to the hotel she decided that she would take a nap and get rested up, then she would think real hard about who was writing the letters.

Finally she arrived at the luxurious hotel and gave the valet her car keys, then made her way inside to check in. Her room was on the fifth floor. She then headed to the elevator exhausted and pressed the correct button to her floor. She closed her eyes and waited for the elevator to ding, but that's when she felt someone standing beside her. Natalya opened only one of eyes to see who it was.

"Hello Natalya." Wade Barrett greeted in that thick accent of his and sent Natalya a friendly smile.

"Hey Wade." The diva replied as she leaned her head against the elevator wall and finally it dinged. The English Gentleman? She though again with much frustration. Suddenly it dawned on her and she immediately felt stupid. The English Gentleman most definitely had to be Wade. "It's you isn't it?" Natalya asked opening both of her eyes and smiling at the superstar. He only smirked.

"My dear Natalya, I knew you'd figure it out." He replied with a cocky smirk. "Took you long enough." He muttered.

"Shut up." She said rolling her eyes. Wade let out a laugh.

"Stubborn as always..." He said which caused Natalya to roll her eyes once again.

"Wait..." She said slowly.

"What is it?" Wade replied.

"Did you actually mean what you said in all of the letters?" Natalya asked as a slow blush creeped up to her pale cheeks; fearing the Englishman's answer. Wade scoffed then scratched his beard.

"'Course I did." He answered. "I may be heel Nattie, but I assure you I'm not a liar." This answer caused Natalya to let out a laugh.

"Okay." The diva replied simply with a smile.

"That's it?" Wade asked. "That's all you're going to say?"

"What do you want me to say?" Natalya asked raising her eyebrows in pure confusion as the elevator dinged signaling that it was her stop. She stepped out as did Wade.

"Don't you want to know why I wrote the letters?" He prompted and Natalya sighed. She just really wanted to go to her room and take a nap.

"Sure Wade."

"Well, it's because I like you." He said simply and quite frankly, Natalya was shocked. She thought the notes were just a game that Wade was playing with her. Natalya nodded slightly. Wade liked her? More than a friend?

"Really?" She asked.

"Really really." He replied smugly.

"Prove it then." Natalya answered stubbornly.

"Let me take you out tonight." Wade insisted and the diva only nodded.

"Okay." She said simply. "See you tonight."


Natalya smiled as she examined herself in the hotel bathroom mirror. You could say she looked pretty good, and she was almost glowing. The reason for this glow would probably be Wade Barrett, after all, Natalya was going on a date with him tonight. She was shocked when she found out that he was the one writing her love letters, but she was happy too. It had been a while since the Canadian diva had been out on a date. Especially with a gentleman such as Wade Barrett. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Coming!" Natalya called out as she sprayed some perfume on her wrists and neck. She then hurriedly went to answer the door. "Who is it?" She asked.

"It's Wade." Wade Barrett replied. Natalya then opened the door with a smile.

"Hello Wade." Natalya greeted as she took in his handsome appearance. He was almost wearing a suit.

"Why hello to you too, Nattie." Wade answered in that thick accent of his, and he looked Natalya up and down. She was wearing a one strapped dress that was black and sparkly, and it fitted to her form very well. "You're looking quite dapper this evening." He said. Natalya wasn't sure what this meant, but she took it as a compliment nonetheless.

"Thanks." She replied. "You look nice too."

"Shall we?" Wade asked and held out his arm to Natalya.

"Just a sec." Natalya said. "Let me get my purse." She said and started to walk away, until Wade grabbed her arm gently. Natalya turned to look at him confused.

"No need Nattie." He said with a smirk. "A true gentleman always pays for his date." He added and Natalya blushed slightly.

"Okay." The diva replied simply and she took Wade's hand. So far so good, she thought with a nervous sigh. The two then walked to the parking lot of the hotel, and found Wade's rental car. He opened the door up for the Canadian diva and she slid in smoothly. Wade then got in on the driver's side, and started up the car. He then started driving to the fancy restaurant at which they would be eating at.

After they ate dinner, through some petty jokes and playful banter. Wade and Natalya headed back to the hotel.

"We should do this again Nattie." Wade commented as the two walked back to Natalya's room.

"We should." Natalya replied as they stopped at her door. "I had a great time."

"Me too." Wade said and bent down to kiss the diva on the cheek. "I'll see you later." He said and began to walk away.