was fast asleep when John walked into their room. She looked pretty done in, probably from her excess the night before, then her after breakfast party.
"Wake up, lazy bones," he called out as he sat on the bed next to her and gently pushed her wild hair from he face.
When she didn't stir, he noticed the bottle of pills she had clutched in her hand and frowned as he read the label. Sleeping pills. Why the hell did she need those? He noticed the little frown that marred her pretty features even in her sleep and smoothed it. Something was obviously bothering her.
Her phone vibrated on the bed next to her and he automatically answered it. He'd been doing it for years, it wasn't an issue at all.
" Rachael Taylor's phone," he answered.
"Hi, this is Dr Harvey in St. Luis. May I speak to her please?"
"She's asleep at the moment but I can pass on a message," John frowned.
"Is this Corey?"
He remembered they had the same doctor and since Rebecca had passed away Corey was listed as her next of keen.
"No, sorry. He's out, he should be back in half an hour or so."
He heard the doctor sigh heavily.
"I've been trying to get a hold of Rachael for two weeks now. Could you please make sure she calls me back? It's really urgent."
"I'll tell her as soon as she wakes up."
He knew Rae had an intense dislike for doctors and anything to do with them. It was no surprise she was avoiding Dr. Harvey, she'd done it her whole life.
"Please," the doctor said again. "It's very important that you do."
When he hung up, he put the phone on the bedside table. That was when he noticed another bottle of pills, and this time he shook her awake. Why the hell would she take such strong pain killers? Wrestlers lost their careers and sometimes their lives because of those pills.
"What?" she mumbled as she stirred.
"What's all this?" he asked, shaking the bottle in her face.
"Oh, God, John! You woke me for that?" she asked with irritation as she rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.
"Why do you need these?" he asked again.
"I had a head ache," she shouted. "Now leave me alone."
These were way too strong for just a headache.
"Who prescribed them to you? You can't have these for headaches."
"My doctor."
She was already half asleep by then.
"The same doctor who just rang and said he's been looking for you for weeks?"
He could have sworn he felt he tense but he couldn't be too sure when she rolled back to face him.
"What did he want?"
"He wants you to call him urgently."
"Maybe it's about those damn pills then," she said. "Maybe he made a mistake."
That could explain it, he reasoned.
"Well, don't take anymore of these until you've spoken to him. I have weaker painkillers in my bag."
"Yes, Daddy," she chuckled.
He got up from the bed and pulled his black formal shirt off. He didn't like wearing such things.
"How come you're in bed anyway? I've never known you to nap in the day."
"Been working too hard," she answered as she sat up on the bed and stretched. "Haven't been sleeping at all."
That explained the sleeping pills as well, he thought as he sat on the couch.
"Well, if I was you I'd hide those pills from Corey. You know how he feels about those things."
She did as she was told before joining him.
"Watching a movie?" she asked. "What do you have?"
"I want to check out that Accidental Husband."
"You are such a girl!" she teased as she snuggled close to him. "Can't we watch something with loads of guts and blood?"
"This is a beautiful movie."
"Beautiful?" Rae asked incredulously. "Really?"
"Hey, I'm a sensitive guy. I'm allowed to say things like that," he laughed as he held her closer.
"You seriously need to get laid. Beautiful movie..."
"Hey, just because I can appreciate good movies doesn't mean I need to get laid."
"Are you sure? I'm willing to do you that favour right here right now," she smirked.
"Down, girl! Watch the movie."
"Hey guys."
Corey walked in on the cosy scene, Rae resting on John's naked chest as