The huge black SUV slid into the parking garage, and Seth Rollins and Seam Ambrose remained outside, talking with a jobber who was having a smoke. Dean paused when a familiar petite figure appeared. "Oh shit." Seth mumbled. The jobber turned to see the dark haired beauty lift a hand with a smile at the group of them. "Hey Layne!" Seth called, as she continued up the ramp into the facility. She was in a pair of blue jeans that fit just right, flared over the sneakers she wore. A Roman Empire shirt over her chest, and her sunglasses on top of her head. The jobber trotted into another direction and the two men looked at each other. Despite their differences lately, this was BIG. Big in the form of highly entertaining, actually. Off they bolted to go sit by the announcers table, so they could have front row seats.

Already. Roman Reigns and Braun Strowman were arguing in the center of the ring over a chance at a title, when the general manager himself, Kurt Angle, made his way down the ramp, and went around the far side of the ring to get in. The chants of 'You Suck!' finally calmed, and the three started talking, when suddenly the arena went pitch black. Everyone waited... who was it? So many entrances begin like that. But it wasn't The Eater of Worlds. Out of the blackness came a sharp drum beat that signalled an entrance song that hadn't been heard in a long, long time. Parts of In This Moment's 'Big Bad Wolf' began to play and the lights came back up as her entry played across the visual screens. Both Strowman and Reigns turned to look in surprise - mostly for different reasons. The roar around them was loud as the crowd got to it's feet as Layne made her way down the ramp. Kurt Angle was grinning as she took the steps and slid between two of the ropes. Strowman was watching her and saying something to her, and Reign's looked like he got hit in the face with a chair, his eyes moving to her Roman Empire shirt, before he grinned. Layne stepped closer, and took his mic out of his hand, and turned to Braun. "What, you didn't think I'd be back? Well guess what? " She tilted her head during her pause. "I am." She finished, to the roar of the crowd. Her gaze turned onto Kurt. "And I want revenge." ... the words so concise that even Michael Cole winced at the announcer's table.

When Layne came to Raw, she'd been engaged to someone that just wasn't a pro-wrestling fan. She kept putting their wedding off. The date was being extended over and over. It wasn't hard to tell why. At least for those within the wrestling community, and the fans. The storyline that had been developing between Layne and Roman Reigns, wasn't just a story, it had become very real. So it wasn't a surprise when the story twisted and Braun Strowman used her to hurt Roman. He'd thrown her off the stage, and through a table below. It had set the stage for her to take 'medical leave'. Which was another way for her to stop a scandal, like an affair. She wanted to go clean up her real life. How it would fall, would be how it fell. She would either finally get married or end her engagement. The last time Roman had seen her, was when he'd been at her side as they loaded her into the ambulance.

Kurt nodded. "I understand that, Layne, but..." He gestured at Braun. "Then I want to choose my champion." She knew they wouldn't let her take on Braun. Seth and Dean almost knocked their chairs over as they ran down to join the others in the ring. Both of them willing to be 'her champion', for reasons no more than being her friend. Roman watched the growing crowd in the ring and waited to see what her choice would be. Kurt nodded, then gestured around them to the three men that it could possibly be. Dean looked at Roman, who looked at Seth. Layne turned, and settled her gaze on Roman. He seemed about to say something when her gaze shifted to Dean and then Seth. "Give me something that every person in this arena wants to see." It took those words for the crowd to burst into cheers and screams. " Reunite to exact my vengeance on the man that attacked me." The crowd was insane at that point. Everyone waiting for the replies... and one by one, fists got held into the space between the guys, until all three were there. Kurt looked pleased. "But this would be a handicap match..." He pointed out. Layne turned to him. "And it wasn't a handicap when he turned on me and attacked me for his own benefit? Did I stand a chance? No." She turned to Braun Strowman again. "And neither should you." Finally, Kurt agreed to letting the hounds of justice go after Strowman. The announcers continued their commentary, Braun stormed off, and Kurt left. The hounds of justice left to look at each other, then watch as Layne got out of the ring. " So. Uhm. You realize when she finds out about Alexa Bliss, you're going to lose her." Deam murmured to Roman as he leaned closer. " She might be married too, for all we know and it won't even matter, Ambrose." Roman replied, before leaving the emptying ring. Ambrose and Rollins followed him out, so the next match could begin and they could go get ready.

Layne finished up chatting with some other wrestlers that came over to speak to her. When she turned, there was Roman. She sucked in her breath and tilted her head back to look at him. The look on his face twisting her gut up. He had no idea where things stood, so seeing her like that - just suddenly back without a word in months, was obviously eating at him. Since his abrupt divorce, he'd been putting pieces of his life back together, and he'd wanted her to be part of it. He looked like he was trying to figure out what to say. Finally, Layne took a breath and stepped closer to him, her hand lifting so that her fingers could trace the roman empire design at the front of his vest. "I called it off." She said, quietly. His head dipped and he stared at her hand moving over the design. "What?" It was like he was hearing underwater. Layne swallowed hard, and looked up at him. "The engagement, it's off. It's over. I ended it all." He stared at her, his hand coming over her own, stilling it. "You... left him?" He asked. She nodded. The word 'shit' repeatedly bounced around his head. "What does this mean?" He asked. "C'mon Reigns, let's talk this out!" Dean yelled down the hall. Seth punched him in the arm. "They were fucking talking, man." He pointed as Layne and Roman looked down the hall at them. Dean shrugged and disappeared behind the door of the men's locker room. Layne stepped back, pulling her hands from Roman's. "Later, we'll talk, I promise." He stared at her as she continued down the hall and disappeared into the women's locker room, before he went to join Dean and Seth.