You looked around the parking lot and couldn't believe it. You were the only one still there. The show ended hours ago and your car wouldn't start. Worst of all, Charlie, your 6 year old son was getting restless – he was tired, he was hungry and he needed to go to the bathroom. You called AAA for the fourth time, they again ensured you that someone was on their way and would be there shortly and they would call you as soon as the tow truck was headed to you. You reminded them that you were stranded in a dark parking lot alone with a 6 year old boy. "Yes ma'am, we understand that. Your safety is our top priority. Thank you for calling AAA" she happily chirped before the line went dead. "Well isn't that just great" you said out loud. At least the evening was cool, it was a sweltering summer day and it would be unbearable outside if the temperatures didn't cool off after the sun went down.

"MOOOOMMMMMMYYYY! I have to pee!" You looked over at your son, poor kid, he really had to go… you looked around the deserted parking lot. There was a bush off in the corner… well, there are perks to being a boy.

"Hey, bud, let's go over by the bush, you do pee-pee over there."

Charlie raised his eyebrows and looked at you like you were insane. "I am NOT peeing outside, Mommy." Great, you had to give birth to the only little boy who didn't get excited about peeing outside. Perfect.

Looks like distraction would be the best way to go, because the longer you sat out there, the more you realized that he wasn't the only one that needed a bathroom.

"So, bud, what was your favorite part of the show? I mean, how cool was it that all of our favorite wrestlers were there?"

That perked him up fast. "I know Mommy! I got to see CM Punk and Daniel Bryan and The Usos and Cody Rhodes!"

"I know! So, who is your favorite wrestler?" You had to constantly ask that question, because his favorites changed too fast for you to keep up. Chances are, if someone was face, he was your son's favorite. So you were shocked to hear him whisper, almost in awe – "The Shield." Well, they were certainly YOUR favorite wrestlers, I mean, each one was hotter than the other.

"The Shield?! Really? I thought you were still mad at them for triple power bombing Cody Rhodes?"

"No! MOM! Its the Shield!"

"Um, ok, well, The Shield is actually three wrestlers, so who is your favorite?

Your son sighed in frustration and grabbed your hand "Mom! It's the Shield! They are over there!"

You looked in the direction that Charlie was pointing. Oh crap, they certainly were! They had come out the back door of the arena with their suitcases. And it appears as though they noticed your car. They abandoned their suitcases by the outside door and started strolling over to you. Now your heart was really racing… Dean had that same smirk you always saw on TV and Seth and Roman looked concerned, especially after they noticed your son.

Roman got to your car first, he got down on one knee and addressed your son. "Hey there little man. Is everything OK?"

"Actually, Roman Reigns" your son says "Not really. You see my mom's car won't start and we have been waiting for help FOREVER, Mommy keeps saying bad words when she thinks I'm not listening. And I REALLY need to go to the bathroom!" Roman smiled at your son and Seth spoke up. "So, how long have you been waiting for help? Do you have AAA?"

Your mouth was suddenly dry and you couldn't even begin to put together a complete sentence. Seth Rollins was a glorious specimen of a man. He was tall and much bigger in person than he looked on TV. Those eyes and that smile, you almost couldn't take it. Your son was obviously immune to their charms and looked at Seth and said "Sorry, you guys are Mommy's favorite. She says you are BEE-YOO-TE-FUL! I am still mad at you for beating up Cody, he's been my favorite for like, my whole life. My name is Charlie and my Mommy's name is Melissa, but I'm not allowed to call her that."

Oh shit! The brat ratted you out! After all that you've done for him, he ratted you out the first chance he got. You felt your jaw drop open and your face turning red. OK Melissa, time to save face, start acting like a big girl. "Actually, I called AAA about four times now, we've been out here for over three hours. My son really needs to go the bathroom, but I have no idea where I am and I didn't really feel comfortable roaming around in the dark."

Dean looks at your son, looks over at the bush and goes "Hey kid, why not just pee over there?" Your son sighed and rolled his eyes. The three men laughed and said that their hotel was just across the street and the little guy could use the bathroom in the lobby. You were still worried, what if the tow truck came while you were gone? Then you'd have to wait another three hours. But the kid really had to pee, it would be embarrassing for a 6 years old to wet his pants in front of three pro wrestlers.

Your son grabbed Roman's hand as if he knew him all his life and the five of you started walking towards the hotel. Your son talked to Roman and Dean about everything wrestling. It would have been adorable if you weren't so nervous. You called AAA again, talked to the same cheery receptionist that you talked to four times already. She assured you that they would call as soon as the tow truck was on its way. You gave her your cell phone number for the fifth time and begged her to send someone as soon as possible. You sighed and stuffed your cell phone back into your pocket and noticed that someone was staring at you. You looked up right into Seth's big brown eyes.

"You've had a rough night, huh?" God that man was gorgeous, your stomach was a mess to begin with, but now you had butterflies and goose bumps. Your number one goal now was not to throw up all over him.

"Yeah, well, it started off great. He was so excited to be seeing a live show. I spent a small fortune on merchandise and food. But it was worth it really, we had a blast. Then of course the stupid car had to break down. I just had it in the shop too, the mechanic assured me that it would be fine."

Seth put his arm around your shoulders and gave you a little smile, "Well, you guys can hang with us at the hotel until AAA finally gets around to helping you out."

Your mouth went dry again and you struggled to come up with an answer for him. Luckily, you just walked through the doors to the hotel and your son made a bee line for the bathroom. You broke away from Seth and made your way to the ladies room.

The guys invited you up to their hotel room to wait for AAA. Your son was so excited that you couldn't say no, even though the idea of being alone in a hotel room with the three of them had all sorts of crazy thoughts going through your head – they ranged from "what if they are serial killers and chop you up into little pieces and hide your remains all over the country?" to "Oh My God, I will be in a room with a bed and Seth. Can I get Roman and Dean to watch my kid? What kind of mother am I?"

You got up to their room and of course, they had an Xbox. Your son immediately went to it and asked what kind of games they had. Dean smirked and said "Hey, are all kids like you? You are actually kinda fun. Hey Mom! Can Charlie play video games with us?" "Yeah, Mom, can I? Please?" You rolled your eyes and laughed "ok, kids you can play, but no cheating!"

Roman smacked Seth on the shoulder and smirked at him then said "Well, I'll keep an eye on the kids." Charlie, Dean and Roman all vanished into the other room. You looked at Seth nervously… "Don't worry about Charlie. Roman is great with kids and Dean, well, he is pretty much a big kid." You laughed and said "well, they are just in the next room." Even though it wasn't Charlie that you were worried about, it was you.

You and Seth sat on the edge of the bed and started talking. He played some music on his iPod and you discovered that you both had the same taste in music. You looked at the clock and realized how much time had passed and immediately pulled out your cell phone to see if you had any missed calls. "You call AAA again, I'll go check on Roman and the kids." You giggled and called to for what felt like the millionth time. You smiled when you hung up the phone, the tow truck was finally on the way, Seth overheard and came out carrying your sleeping son in his arms. Your mouth went dry once again as you saw how easily he carried your little boy in his massive arms. The three of you walked back to the arena parking lot and met the tow truck. Seth held Charlie until the mechanic had your car running. You took your son and maneuvered him into the car. When you turned around you saw Seth putting his credit card back into his wallet and the tow truck driver getting ready to drive away.

"What? Seth! No, you didn't have to do that, you've already been so much help tonight." He smiled at you, took your cell phone from your back pocket and called himself from it. "You let me know when you get home, OK?" He tucked your phone back in your pocket, pulled you close and gently kissed your lips. He opened your car door for you and reminded you to text him when you got home.

You drove home in a daze. You couldn't believe it. Your car broke down, you waited hours for a tow truck to come, The Shield came out and helped you, Charlie played video games with Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins gave you his cell phone number and kissed you good night. You were home in less than 20 minutes, it was so late, there was very little traffic and you made every light. You lugged your sleeping son out of the car and pulled his shoes off and tucked him into bed.

As you were getting ready for bed you sent a text to Seth, just like you promised, "Hey Seth, its Melissa. I am home, Charlie is still out cold. Thanks for all your help. Thank Dean and Roman for me too."

You stared at your phone wondering if you were being silly thinking that he actually wanted you to text him when suddenly your phone was beeping. You looked at the text and blushed. "Hey gorgeous. Glad you got home safe. Next time we'll do something without the kids. :-)"