Joe and Janice wanted to go to the doctor as she held his hand. It's been another five months of this battle. Dr. Hank, "Well, we looked through all the test results." Dr. Talum, "We'll let you two read it." Janice, "Remission?" Joe, "I'm in remission." Dr. Talum, "It's all gone!" Janice and Joe just looked at each other for a minute and both screamed and hugged each other. Janice, "I knew this was just a test, babe! I'm so proud of you. Thank Jesus! Can we go home now?" Dr. Talum, "Let's get his checkup done. It won't take long at all." Dr. Talum and Dr. Hank got Joe's checkup done. Joe and Janice smiled the whole appointment, being so happy about the results. Dr. Talum, "Everything looks great. You're healthy as a horse, Mr. Anoa'i. Now Mrs. Janice, you can take him home."
Janice and Joe celebrated when they got home. Janice, "I'm so proud of you for being so strong." Joe, "Me? You were phenomenal." Janice, "To victory." Joe, "To us." Janice, "Cheers." They cling their glasses and drink to the celebration. Joe, "We need a vacation." Janice, "How about we just drive up the mountains and we ride some bikes?" Joe, "You want to ride bikes?" Janice, "Well, you drive it, and I ride." Joe, "You sure? Last time, you screamed your head off and never wanted to ride another motor bike ever." Janice, "I know, but it's something you like, and I want to get over the fear."
A Week Later... Riding up the coast was fun, and this time, Janice had a great time on the bikes with Joe. They had a picnic in the backyard, took photos (Janice's idea), went to a spa, indoor skydiving, parasailing, visited museums, visited aquariums, the zoo, and jet skiing. It was a week full of adventure. Janice, "Next week, I definitely want to get you on skates." Joe, "We can try it. But, right now.." Joe lowers Janice right bra strap, planting kisses on her neck, then her lips. Janice, "Are you sure?" Joe continues, so she figured his answer. They moved towards the bedroom until his phone dinged and rung. With their phones connected, Janice watch lights up, and she see Paul confirming Joe's return plans, media, photoshoots, and commercials. Janice, "Do you think it's really a good time to go back to work?" Joe, "Ignore that." Janice, "No, Joseph. I'm not just going to ignore that. With all of this lined up, you had to already be making these plans before your remission results." Joe gets silent for a moment, "I did." Janice, "Are you serious? What if you work and push yourself too hard, than I could lose you." Joe, "Well, you didn't so drop it." There's a knock at the door, and it's Paul. Paul, "Good morning, my Tribal Chief." Joe, "Good morning, Paul." Paul, "And Lady Reigns, how are you?" Janice with an attitude, "My last name is not Reigns. It's Anoa'i. I'm not married to a character, but you'll know nothing about that since no one wants to marry your fat ass anyway." Joe, "Janice, seriously?" Janice, "I'm going to my office." Joe hears Janice close her office door and turns back to Paul. They sit down and go over the contracts. Paul, "Mt. Dew is willing to pay you $500,000 right out the starring gate and $4,000 every time the commercial plays." Joe, "I need you to get those numbers up." Paul, "Yes, my Tribal Chief. Minus, the Mt. Dew commercial, you stand to make $36 million right now on paper." Joe, "Sounds good. Keep booking me solid." Janice felt Joe was spreading himself way too thin. He just got in remission, and here he goes, and that fat manager of his, booking him solid.
Monday Night... "AND RETURNING HE IS THE TRIBAL CHIEF.... ROMANNNNNN REIGNSSSSSS!
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Janice watched with her body shaking from the backstage. And she looked over to see three groupies staring down the screen giggling as Roman heads to the ring to talk noise, making predictions with his special cousel beside him.
