Rhea was a softy on the inside, you and everyone in the WWE universe knew there was not a bad bone in her body. She was always lovely to all of her fans, her opponents behind closed doors but most of all - you. Your relationship had moved pretty quickly at first, house and dogs within the first year and married within the second, but you had both decided to wait for children, Rhea wasn’t even sure if she wanted one.

You were currently babysitting for Becky and Seth, Roux was only three now but she adored Rhea, she wanted Rhea for this, Rhea for that, so when you walked into your room to find Rhea with her tattoos messily coloured in all sorts of pastels and that stupid grin on her face, you knew she had the fever.