She sat backstage watching everyone get ready for the show as she sat there her eyes fell on him, he was a few feet away talking with Wade Barrett. As if he felt a pair of eyes watching him he turned his head and smiled at her.

She returned the smile then turned her focus to her vibrating cell phone next to her, it was a text message from the C.O.O Triple H. Tonight you get your title shot against Eve, hope your ready, good luck.

"Hey what are you smiling at" Punk asked.

"I get my title shot tonight" she answered hopping off the equipment trunk.

"Well its about damn time!" he gave her a high five then pulled her in for a hug. "I'm so proud of you"

She took a step back after a minute or so "I wanna use a new move tonight" she stated enthusiastically.

"Like what…" Punk asked warily, she was always trying to improve and incorporate new moves.

"Meet me in the ring in ten minutes…" she told him then turned and headed to the ring herself.

She was sitting on the turnbuckle looking out at the empty arena when Punk showed up. "So what is this move you had in mind?" he asked, stepping in the ring.

Haley got down off the ropes and approached her mentor, Punk noticed the gleam in her eyes and knew he wasn't going to like this one bit.

"Lou Thesz press off the top rope" she answered.

"No way Haley, your not that ready yet. You've only been in the business six months, three of which you spent in OVW." Punk stated pointedly.

"And I've been trained by the best in the business. I know I can do this." she stated fervently, turning and climbed to the top turnbuckle.

"Haley, don't…" Punk warned just as she launched herself into the air and knocked him to the mat.

She landed it perfectly much to his surprise, their faces were mere centimeters from each other and he found himself staring into her intoxicating hazel eyes. Suddenly Punk pressed his lips to hers, catching her off guard. It only lasted a few seconds but both jumped apart; Haley exited the ring and walked up the ramp without even a glance over her shoulder, leaving Punk alone in the ring.

Haley retreated to the locker room, thankful to find it empty as she shut the door behind her and leaned against it. Her heart was pounding loudly and her lips still felt tingly from what had just happened… she closed her eyes as so many thoughts ran through her head. Punk had always been the perfect gentleman around her, in all the months that he'd trained her and critiqued her matches with her after the show never once had he ever tried to make a move. Why now?

Suddenly there was a knock at the door and Haley's eyes snapped open, she didn't need to ask who it was, she already knew…

The petite brunette moved away from the door and opened it slightly, sure enough there stood Punk eyes downcast and hands in the pockets of his hoodie as he waited for her to reply.

She opened the door more and he looked up at the sound and her standing before him. They both stood there for what felt like minutes ticking by before Punk took a step toward her, his hand touching her cheek as he dared again and this time Haley didn't pull back or even try to slap him like he thought she might do after the first time.

Haley pulled him into the room and he wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her tightly against him as the walked back until her legs hit the couch and she fell back with him on top of her. He resituated himself and gazed down at her, there was no doubt in his mind that he was falling for her.

"I've wanted to do that for so long" he told her, kissed her temple then stood up, he didn't want to come off as pushy if she wasn't ready to continue what was starting.

The petite brunette sat up on the couch "I have to admit, I've thought about it a lot too…but I never thought you'd act on it. That's why I was so surprised out in the ring, I'm sorry I ran off like that." she said.

"I shouldn't have been so bold…we can just chalk it up to being caught up in the moment of the move" Punk chuckled, trying to laugh off the uneasiness he felt in his gut. Nice save Punk…..not.

The two stood in the silent locker room before Punk said something about having to go meet up with Paul to discuss that nights show, Haley rolled her eyes as he left, she knew better than that, this was his way of getting out of an uncomfortable situation. Why did things have to get so complicated between them now?

Haley stood backstage with her close friend Zack Ryder as they watched the show start with Punk and Heyman in the ring talking about Heyman's brilliant plan about screwing Ryback out of the title the night before. Haley was always so mesmerized when Punk spoke, he was truly a master at promos.

"What's going on with you two Hales?" Zack asked out of the blue. "You two barely spoke at all before the show started…normally your laughing and joking with each other…"

"Nothing" Haley answered flatly, she knew Zack wasn't going to believe her but she wasn't in the mood to explain her and Punk's mini make out session before the show started.

Zack was skeptical but could tell this was a subject Haley didn't want to discuss, a stagehand came up to them and told Haley that her match was in 15 minutes, the petite brunette stood up and said goodbye to her friend so she could go prepare for her title match.

As she stood in a secluded part of the hallway preparing silently while stretching she felt someone behind her, turning around she was prepared to scold whoever that person was but no one was there. After a few more stretches she made her way to the tunnel and awaited her cue to head to the ring; unbeknownst to her a shadowy figure stood a few feet away watching her closely.

Haley went out there and took the fight to Eve, coming close on several occasions and even landed the lou thesz press of the top rope perfectly. But just as Eve set her up for her finisher, the swinging neck breaker, the referee had been knocked out and out from under the ring came a guy in a hooded sweatshirt, he hit Eve with a clothesline and then urged Haley to crawl over and pin her as he helped revive the referee. As the crowd cheered excitedly and the referee counted the three count the man exited the ring and walked up the ramp as if nothing had happened. Haley was handed the divas championship and she held it tightly to her, almost not believing that it was really now hers. The crowd cheered even loudly as she got to her feet and the referee raised her hand victoriously. This was the best feeling EVER, but who was the guy who had helped her, and why?