Dean Ambrose was pacing back and forth in the hallway by the trainers room worried as all hell waiting for any news of his girlfriend Brie Bella, she was fine all day till her match when she just threw up "Come on Brie, please be okay."
Brie took another sip of water to rinse out her mouth again as her twin sister, Nikki, put a cool rag on the back of her neck “I’m fine, I promise. I gotta get out there for Dean’s match so I can be in his corner,” she said as she got up and headed to the door, rolling her eyes at the fact that the doctor made her take a pregnancy test. She’d know if she was pregnant…right?
Upon opening the door, there she saw her pacing and nervous boyfriend. A small smile played on her lips before she spoke “Don’t you have a match to get ready for, Mr Ambrose?”
Dean jumps a bit when he stops and ran to Brie holding her hands in his begging gentle "Yeah but I'm more worried about you babe, are you alright? What happened?" He asked her as he tried to feel her head "Your head and cheeks are cool."
Brie couldn’t help the smile on her face at his utter concern “I promise I’m okay. Must be a stomach bug going around. Doc gave me some nausea meds and put a cool rag around my neck. You are too good to me,” she said before kissing his cheek “Oh he also has me do a pregnancy test.”
