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"Becca stop moving." Nic mumbled into Becky's skin before her lips met his temple.

"Let me up Love. I have to make a call. I'll be back in five minutes." He sighed before reluctantly moving off of her. Her lips connected with his for a moment before she pulled away. She watched him for a moment as his body just about melted into the mattress.

"Go make your call. I'll be here." He said quietly as his head buried into her pillow. A small chuckle escaped her lips before she walked out of the room and downstairs. The second she sat down on the couch she got the call she was waiting for from Stephanie McMahon.

The conversation that she thought would take five minutes quickly turned into forty-five minutes. It was then that she heard Nics footsteps before he appeared in front of her.

Noticing the fact that she was still on the phone he silently moved towards her. His lips pressed to the top of her head before she pulled him down next to her. Becky was instantly curling into his larger body. Slowly his arms wrapped around her body, his head falling to her shoulder. Her fingers found their way to his hair as she listened to Stephanie and Hunters words.

Nearly twenty minutes later she finally hung up the phone call. She adjusted her body before she nuzzled into his embrace. As her arms wound around his neck she spoke.

"Anyway I can steal you away from the terrible two and have just you for the day?" He chuckled at her new nickname for Dakota and Rhea.

"I can make that happen." He said quietly. "Want me to ask Cheree if she'll watch El?"

"Only if she promises to leave the teaching to you." His lips gently pressed to the side of the redheads neck.

"Becca, why won't you let anyone teach her?" He asked quietly.

"Because I know how you teach Nic and I know you're not going to hurt her." Her fingers started to play with the hair at the nape of his neck signaling that she was hiding something.

"That's not the only reason Becca." He said softly. "Tell me whats really bothering you about all of this."

"I-I just don't want to force her into doing something that's going to ruin her life. I don't want her to have to go through all of this..." He chuckled quietly.

"Becca she's eight and right now it's something she's having fun doing who knows if she'll even stick with it I mean look what happed with her and dancing.. But don't you dare think that wrestling will ruin her life. Wrestling got you where you are and was how we met love. I mean think about it... without wrestling you would be back in Ireland sitting on your brothers shitty couch wallowing away and hell I'd probably be even more fucked up then I am now." He said quietly as she was pulled even more into him.

"We wouldn't have El without it either." He nodded before her lips pressed to his chest.

"Exactly Love. Does wrestling make life a little difficult? Yes, of course but it's also insanely rewarding." He said as he leaned back bringing her with him.

"If you trust Cher, she can teach El." His lips pressed to the top of her head.

"I do Becca. Demi not so much because she'd call us last if Ellie got hurt. But Cher one thousand percent, I mean she did learn how to teach from the best." She shook her head as she laughed.

"You really are full of yourself aren't you?" He shrugged.

"Only when I need to be." He said with a smirk before her head tilted and his lips captured hers. "Anybody else you'd trust with training her?" He asked knowing the list of people she trusted would be much shorter than the ones she didn't.

"Ashley, Nattie and Fergal." She felt his hand tighten along her side the second the last name slipped from her lips. "Never mind on him." Nic nodded slowly. "Oh also Pam and Mercedes."

"Anyone else." She shook her head.

"Nope. Just them and you." Her lips gently met his.

"And you." She shook her head. "And why the hell not Becca. You're her mother and you saw the way she was looking at you when you taught her the disarmher."

"I-I just...." He shook his head.

"Rebecca you are teaching your daughter how to wrestle." She shook her head. "Rebecca Quin you are the most talented wrestler I have had the pleasure of stepping into the ring with and she would be insanely lucky to learn from you. But you know if you still don't want to teach her, then you need to tell her. Just try not to break her heart too much."

"Fine. Fine. Just stop guilt tripping me." He chuckled before his lips met her temple. "Now would you see if Cheree will watch El for the day." He nodded before he pulled out his phone and texted Dakota. As they waited for her response they heard footsteps moving towards them. "Couch El." Becky said when the sound got softer.

"I knew that." Ellie said once she finally appeared in the living room. The young girl instantly moved to curl between her parents. "Morning." She said quietly as Nics arms wrapped around the both of them.

"Mornin' Love." He said quietly as her head moved to rest along his chest.

"Morning El." Becky said softly as her lips met her daughters forehead.

"You wanna go hang out with Cheree today El?" He asked earning an immediate nod.

"Yes. Duh. As long as it means getting away from you." He rolled his eyes.

"You love me." Ellie simply nodded as the redhead saw her eyes close. She moved a stray piece of blonde hair from her daughters face. "I love you more El. You too Gingey."

"Would you please stop calling me that?" He shook his head.

"He calls you that because he loves you more than he likes gingerbread and you know how much he likes gingerbread." Nic nodded before Becky lightly laughed.

"I love him too El. You both know that."