A/N: On Twitter, I said that I was going to give this story a few days to try and get more reviews before I update it... and well, I lied. (You're welcome, everyone.) And also, there's a few things I want to address. 1. There's hints of Dean/Nikki in chapter 1, so yes, this will be a Dean/Nikki (Nikkirose) story. 2. Will I write an alternate Moonlight story with Nikki paired with someone else? Possibly.3. You will see Brie Bella in the story. Disclaimer: As I said, the idea is based/inspired by the Shall We Date game, so therefore I own nothing related to it.

"So what's your story?" Seth asked curiously.

Everyone was staring at her now, Dean, Roman, and Seth, all waiting for her to explain her story, ... but that was the problem, Nikki thought with a shake of her head. She didn't have a story to tell, not of the life she used to have when she was alive.

"Let me guess," Dean said, breaking the silence and clicking his tongue in annoyance. "You don't remember anything?" She had only just met Dean, and after knowing him for a good five minutes, his overbearing, patronizing attitude was already getting on her nerves.

"No, not really." Nikki said, biting her tongue. "I only remember dying in the front seat of my car. I don't remember where I was going, or why I was in the car... just that this huge spear, or a pole of some sort, came crashing through my windshield and pierced my skull... and that was the end of it. That was the moment I died."

"Damn," Seth made a wounded face. "For a Princess, that's such a brutal and nasty way of dying." He shook as if growing suddenly cold by the air around him. "It gives me the creeps, just to imagine how that looks when coroners are pulling your body out of that car."

"Princess?" Nikki scowled. "What is that about anyway? Why are you calling me Princess? And what is this place?" She asked, and Dean, for the first time, let out a small chuckle.

"You sure ask a lot of questions," Dean commented, and when Nikki glared at him, all jokes were immediately put to an end, and he started to speak. "The people have gathered together to pick you as the Princess of this world, and it was the King, who decided that you should be wed to him."

Roman was the next to speak. "You are in Niflheim, the realm of the dead... when people die in the Real World, they wake up here after a period time to live among the people living in Niflheim."

Nikki was surprised. Never did she think that there was this other-worldly place for dead people to go when they die. "Does that mean we're given a second chance to live?" Nikki asked curiously and Seth nodded. "In a sense, yeah."

"So what does this mean? Since I'm already dead... does that make me immortal?"

"If you 'die' in Niflheim, you are reborn again as a ghost, and that's it. Sure you might still be living among people in Niflheim as a ghost, but people will forget about you. They cannot see you, they cannot touch you, and they cannot hear you if you are in ghost form, it will be as if a person living in Niflheim really did die." Dean said darkly.

The dark edge to Dean's voice surprised Nikki, and she was so overwhelmed with curiosity that she had to ask, "Did someone you love die in Niflheim?" She said, hoping that he wouldn't get upset and lash out at her for asking such a personal question.

Instead, Dean did the opposite. He looked at her with this hollow eyed, haunting stare and simply said, "It's nothing. I don't want to talk about it." He mumbled, and Roman gave Dean a sympathetic glance while Seth started to say, "Dean Ambrose, always the depress - ow!" Roman jabbed an elbows into Seth's rib cage to silence him, while Dean, as if he didn't hear his friend, stood still staring into nothingness.

"Princess," Roman began, breaking the awkward tension. Oh boy, you really did it now, Nicole. She thought, almost feeling sorry for having brought up such a personal question. "How are you feeling?"

"My body hurts," Nikki commented with a glance down at herself, and Roman chuckled amusingly. "It's because you've been in a coma for a year. Your body needs time to adapt to you operating it again after a year of sleeping... a year that we've been all waiting for your presence, Princess."

"I've been dead for a year." Nikki repeated, as if needing to confirm it to herself to really believe it. "It's almost hard to believe, to me, it feels like I just died yesterday." She said, and Roman shrugged, "That's how we all felt waking up, but Niflheim has it's own separate kind of reality, one different from those living in the Real World." He raised a finger to point to his head.

"Your mind feels like you died yesterday, but your body says different." Roman explained, and Nikki nodded in understanding. "That makes sense, but a whole year... it's crazy. But hey, since I died... what's today?"

"Today is the anniversary of your death... the day we will celebrate, and rejoice..." Seth clasped his hands together, and smiled like a kid who found his favorite candy bar in the candy store. "The Princess has finally come to us! She has awoken!" Seth turned around, and ran upstairs screaming happily about how Princess Bella has awoken from her sleep.

"I need to go get him, he's like an energetic puppy that needs to be kept in line. Please excuse me," Roman bowed, and followed Seth up the stairs in hopes of finding him. He left leaving both Nikki, and Dean alone in an awkward tension.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to -"

Dean held up his hand to stop her, and shook his head. "I'm fine, don't worry about me." Somehow Nikki found Dean being 'fine' hard to believe, but then again, she couldn't manage to read through his tough, and somewhat unpredictable character.

"We should go," Dean noted, looking up at the flight of stairs. "The King and his people, they're all waiting for you."

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