Sorry it's taken me a while to update, thank you for being so patient. :) Short one as kinda lost the plot with this story

Riley had managed to hold meetings for majority of the roster individually. She got to know them separately and some didn't hate her as much as she thought. Luckily Becky was on hand for her whenever she needed a pick me up. The one which surprised her the most was Joe, he really wanted her help with Roman. He couldn't understand why everyone hated him, he wanted help with his mic skills for sure.

And that's exactly what she was here to do.

"Joe, remember the interviewer is really going to hold back. They won't give you the answers to their questions." Riley mentioned as she stood watching him pace. He was in his gear, he was all ready to go. She could see the frustration on his face, he relied too much on being the strong silent type. Riley turned around when she heard someone clear their throat. She came face to face with a woman with short blonde hair, nearly matched her height exactly and a big smile. Here we go.

"You must be Renee, thank you for doing this" Riley said professionally holding out a hand. Renee took it and shook it lightly, the smile she had plastered on her face was either extremely fake or she was honestly really happy to meet Riley.

"No problem at all, Joe is one of my favourite to work with" She said winking at Joe. Joe shook his head and carried on pacing in his thoughts. Riley gritted her teeth, she hated that Renee was the perfect girl next door type, she hated that Jon was hung up on her and most of all she hated that she was so damn pretty.

"Okay well let's do this everyone" Riley said rounding up the crew.

"How do you think it went?" Joe asked Riley as they walked to catering together.

"Honestly, I think it was really good. You took on board exactly what I said." Riley said with a smile. "See I'm not some bad person"

Joe shook his head, he knew Riley was getting some heat off the other guys on the roster because they felt threatened. But he felt like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders with this promo. He may not win them all over, but as long as he had a few fans convert, he was happy.

"Ignore what the others say Riley, they are just paranoid" Joe stated

"Well...Well...Wellll..."

Riley and Joe both turned round to see Jon stood behind them with a smirk on his face. He patted Joe on the back as he reached between them to pile some food on his plate.

"You let her completely fuck over Roman, Joe." Jon stated with a shrug "Points for trying and all..."

"Excuse me, I am here you know" Riley growled pushing Jon's chest but had no success in moving him at all. Jon smiled and moved an inch closer to Riley.

"Stop trying to fuck us all over Riles. We know what you're here for. " Jon said his playful smirk now turning into a glare. "Stop trying to ruin everyones lives with your bullshit."

"I am not here to ruin anything, you pretentious prick!" She shouted, losing her temper quickly. "I helped Joe because he asked me to. I am not changing anyone!"

"She's right bro, she really helped me. And if you think that fucked up Roman, so be it" Joe said with a shrug before pushing through the two to go sit down.

Jon turned to her, his face mere inches away from her own. She had to mentally kick herself for noticing how blue his eyes were, and those dimples that appeared everytime he smiled or even snarled. Right now it was definitely a snarl.

"I don't know what game you think your playing right now. But if I find you have any influence on the shield, I will come after you" He deep voice penetrated through her as he gave her one last glare and moved away.

It had taken nearly everything Riley had not to smack Jon in the face. She laid back on her bed and screamed into her pillow, that punk really had it in for her. She paced about her hotel room ranting and rambling about everything she couldn't say to Jon face to face. She had no clue why he was getting so defensive with her and she had a bigger issue with why the hell his threats were turning her on.

A loud knock on the door brought her back to her senses. She smoothed down her dress and answered the door. Becky was stood there with her usual smile with a bottle of wine in hand.

"I heard Jon was giving you a wee bit of a hard time" She stated offering the wine out.

"You have no idea how much I need this. Wanna hang out for a bit?" Riley asked to which Becky shrugged and walked in.

They spent the next few hours drinking and gossiping. Riley felt completely relaxed now she had gotten everything off her chest to Becky.

"Y'know, I'm sure this has got to do with Renee. "Becky stated as she sprawled out on the double bed. "Maybe he hates women."

"Maybe he hates women" Riley reiterated. "Does he hate you?"

"Nah, but I'm more like one of the lads really" She drawled "Maybe he fancies you"

"Me? What?! No..." Riley blushed horrendously, getting a grin from Becky. "Nahh, if so why is he not playing it smooth."

Becky sat silent for a few seconds and shook her head. "Your probably right, he probably don't fancy you"

"Thanks" Riley said rolling her eyes "What happened between him and Renee anyway?"

Riley went to the mini bar and pulled out the small bottles of whiskey, throwing one to Becky as Becky spoke.

"They were together for a while. Nobody thought it was gonna last. She was too girl next door type y'know? Anyway they seemed fine and happy until they ended up on separate tours. Everyone thought Jon was gonna sleep with some random diva, past judgements and all. But he didn't, he was very respectful..."

"And?!" Riley asked eagerly.

"She fucked Dave.."

"Dave?" Riley frowned "Bautista? Dave Bautista?"

Becky nodded and Riley started laughing hard. She couldn't image little Renee Young going anywhere near that steroid machine.

"He would break her"

"He did" Becky giggled. "But no seriously, Jon was devastated. Broke it off straight away, there was meant to be an engagement ring.."

"Oh no" Riley sighed "Poor Jon."

"Poor Jon" Becky reiterated. "But still no reason to hate you is there?"

"Nope, definitely not." Riley nodded. She hoped Jon would come to terms with her being here. Even if he completely denied her existence, she could deal with it. She hated the thought of him being mad at her for well, not a whole bunch.