Seth Rollins and Sasha Banks had talked for a little while longer about what their goals were and where they would like to be within the next year. They both answered the Wrestlemania main event and shared a laugh. Sasha said she'd see Seth later as she walked off to pack and head to the next city for the following show. Seth stood and looked at the arena a little longer before the crew asked him to leave to they could finish taking the ring apart.

Seth walked through the back, watching as crew and fellow wrestlers hurried out of there. Seth entered his locker room, throwing his bags together quickly and walking to his car. He popped the trunk and tossed them inside. He got into the drivers seat and sat there for a while. Normally he might think about how his next matches would go down, or interesting spots to include, but all he could think about was his talk with Sasha. It was nice to have someone feel the same way, share the same thoughts. He didn't like wanting more. He had been the top superstar in 2015, and he could never thank the guys in the back enough.

But he was really ready for a run now, and he couldn't do a think. Brock was champ, Roman was the guy, and Seth was thinking about Sasha.

...

Sasha knew that almost everyone shipped her and Seth. She joked about it plenty, but she could really see why now. They were more alike then people might think. Not to mention they were both feeling down about what they could be as wrestlers and what they were. She smiled at the thought of Seth. There was something about him. She'd never admit it to anyone, but what harm could come from a little crush.

Bayley ended her thoughts of Seth as she entered the room. "I see you smiling over there. Don't think I also didn't see you and Seth making conversation in the ring. So cute. Laughing and smiling. The shipping has once again resumed."

Sasha shook her head at Bayley. She always acted like this. It honestly was foolish. Sasha felt sad that due to this upcoming storyline they'd have to act like they hated each other. "It's nothing, we just talked."

"We just talked," Bayley mocked her, "nobody just talks to Seth Rollins. Especially of the opposite sex. There is always a little something there. With you though, with all the nice things he's said about you in the past, there's a lot more behind it."

"You're crazy, Bayley. Your mind is really wandering with this idea."

"Then you won't mind that I'm giving Finn a ride instead of you, right?" Bayley grinned widely as Sasha's bag nearly fell off her shoulder.

"You didn't."

"Oh, but I did. Bayley is an excellent wingwoman, and I'm flying you all the way home. By that I mean letting Seth Rollins drive you to the next show."

"What do you think is gonna happen?"

"Doesn't matter what I think. Have fun." Bayley hugged Sasha quickly before sprinting out of the room. She didn't want to take her chances with Sasha attacking her or something.

Sasha grinned and shook her head. Nothing was going to happen. Years of flirting and a little chat in the ring was going to instantly make them lovers or whatever.

...

Seth started up the car and was about to back up when he saw a purple haired beauty waving him down. He chucked and stopped the car. He stepped out to greet Sasha as she approached.

"I was hoping you wouldn't take off before I got here."

"I'm sure glad I didn't. What's this?" Seth pointed at her bags.

"Bayley chose Bálor over me. Looks like I'm riding with you." Seth chuckled and popped the trunk.

"This will be a change for once. Usually it's just me and some music." He helped her out her bags in the trunk. She smiled at him.

"I don't do much during the drive anyway. Just some old school WWE entrance music at the most."

"You've been hanging around with Bayley too much. You've forgotten music."

They chuckled as they got into the car and began the drive

...

"I usually use these drives to think of spots. It's just too bad most of them are too crazy for an episode of RAW."

"That Curb Stomp into the RKO was the most insane thing ever." Seth grinned and looked over to Sasha.

"That was pretty cool. Hurt like a bitch though." Sasha giggled and looked out the window. "You've has your fair share of hard bumps though, haven't you? The powerbomb through the table, the frankensteiner off the top rope. You've taken some shit, Mick Foley. What's left, jumping off the cell?"

Sasha shook her head. "Only Shane is crazy enough for that. Look who is talking though. You've had plenty of falls off ladders through everything but a kitchen sink."

"Kitchen sink? Are you JR or something?" He joked with her. She slapped his arm. He laughed, "Ow, I'm driving. Save it for in the ring."

"Anyday Rollins, I'll teach you how to wrestle. Maybe you can learn a few things." They both looked at each other and exchanged grins. Sasha felt warm as Seth amazed her with his bright, white smile. Seth turned back to look at the road and tried to quietly let out a breathe. She was beautiful in the ring, but man even in street clothes with no make up his heart was skipping a beat.

"So why did Bayley choose Finn over you? I don't think she'd purposefully make you have to get another ride. She has to have something up her sleeve."

Sahsa got a little red in the face. "Bayley ships is."

"Ships is? Where have I heard that before?"

"About is on that line thing Truth was doing."

"Oh yeah, where they want us to be a couple. So she is apart of that?"

"Guess so. I don't know why she thinks a drive will get us ..."

"So do you want to stop to get something to eat?" Sasha looked confused over to Seth.

"What do you mean?"

"It's not much of a first date if all we do is drive." Seth smiled at her as he took the nearest exit off the freeway. He started looking around for a place to stop while Sasha continued to look confused. Seth pulled into a burger place and stepped out. He walked over to her side and open the door for her. She just sat there while Seth chuckled. "You coming or not?"