Being heavily pregnant with your husband on the road wrestling was a little stressful for you. Roman always tried to be close to you as much as possible, but it seemed like cruel timing that he had a paper-view matchup while you were ready to go into labor any day now, showing many signs of it.

Just like you knew he would, Roman came home as soon as his match was over. No press conference, straight onto a plane and back home.

It was late when you heard shuffling downstairs, gazing up from your side the bed as you heard his voice saying quietly.

“Hey, baby…you still up?”