(Third Person P.O.V)

Randy watched the girls play on the floor of the tour bus while Bey got dressed for the show. She was coming into the arena with him while the girls stayed with the road nanny. She had been avoiding him for most of the day, only giving one word answers and staying in the bedroom. He suspected it had something to do with the picture the world was now buzzing about. He just shrugged it off. When the driver signaled they had arrived at the arena the girls were quick to get off the bus, especially Blue. She was only two but she was a firecracker. That's why he nicknamed her Firecracker.

"Whoa there Firecracker how about we wait for mommy before you go running off. You ready Lana?" Alanna was two years older than Blue but they still kept each other company.

"Yep daddy, me and Blue are gonna play race cars with Chaz when we go to Ms. Tanner." Chaz and Blue were the same age, but John didn't like Layla and Chaz tagging along to shows because he didn't think it was all that safe, but Layla must have worked some magic for John to let her go.

"That sounds like fun, but where's Bey so we can go?" he said partially to himself.

"I'm right here." She stepped out of the bedroom wearing a white long sleeve crop-top with light blue skinny jeans, and white platform pumps. Her hair was long and straight and she had on a sliver necklace that spelled the word "Boss". She looked damn good and he didn't even care that he was staring. She deserved to be stared at.

"You do know it's rude to stare, right?" She said as she picked up Blue, grabbed Lana's hand and headed for the door.

"You coming or what?" Hell yea he was coming. He wasn't missing this for the world.

Aj parked her rental at the superstar entrance and sighed. This was the moment she had been dreading for the past week. It wasn't like she had a good reason to return besides the fact Mr. McMahon asked her to, but she knew she couldn't back out now. And the first rule of being a WWE superstar is don't piss off the boss. It never ends well, unless you're good at it. Like the man leaning against the brick wall who was too engaged in his phone conversation to notice her, but she noticed him. And it just turned out that he was the first and the last person she wanted to see. Aj slipped her black shades on even though the sun was setting and stepped out of the SUV with the same confidence she had in the airport, but just like in the airport all she wanted to do was get in the car and drive back to New York, but she kept moving. She gently lifted a sleeping Danielle onto her hip with one hand and grabbed their bags with the other. She shut the door, careful not to wake up her sleeping baby. She started her strut, stealing a quick glance at Punk who was gawking at her, mouth open and all. She decided to wear something a bit sexier than she would a few years ago showing up to work. She was wearing a white leather jacket, with a black tube top underneath, high waist blue jeans, and her favorite dark blue chucks. Being a part of the Fab 4 had many perks. And fashion sense was one of them. She hitched Dani, who had since woken up, higher on her hip and entered the arena. The building was buzzing with the same energy that reminded her why she agreed to come back in the first place. She walked into the daycare room and greeted Ms. Tanner. The road nanny. The place was packed, but she was able to make out her godson Chaz. She kissed Dani goodbye and sat her in front of a stack of blocks. She snuck up behind her godson and kneeled down.

"Chazy Wazy..." She called him by the corny nickname she gave him as a baby and tickled his sides. The little boy jumped and was surprised to see his favorite aunt.

"TT AJ! I missed you!" the little boy wrapped his arms around her small neck and kissed her cheek.

"Hey there champ. Where's your mommy and daddy?" He scratched at his head like he was thinking and then popped back up like he suddenly remembered.

"Daddy said he was hungry, so I think they went to go eat-eat." She chuckled at his choice of words, but knowing John he could eat a horse and still have room for desert, so they were still at catering.

"Thank you buddy. And can you do TT a favor and make sure your cousin doesn't put anymore blocks in her mouth for me?" She pointed to Dani who was at the moment trying to devour a letter block.

"Otay." He waddled over to his baby cousin and took the block from her mouth. Aj took this as her cue to leave. She got up and nodded to Ms. Tanner before walking out.

It didn't take her long to find catering. It didn't take her long to find John and Layla either. She headed over to the table they were at, but neither looked up. They seemed to be having a serious conversation on what color to paint their kitchen.

"I think we should paint it yellow, it'll give it a bright and cheery look." Bright and cheery was definitely what Layla was going for today seeing that she was wearing a thin and flowy yellow button up top with a white mid-thigh length skirt decorated with yellow orchids on one side. And don't forget the white wedges. If the outfit didn't look so good on her and she wasn't her friend Aj would say she looked more like Big Bird. But luckily for Lay she had the type of body that anything looked good on.

"I think we should paint it green. I let you choose the paint in the bathroom." It was an ironic conversation because John was wearing his lime green attire with grey jean shorts and a matching hat.

"Who fucking cares what color you paint the damn kitchen. I just know I better get a hug from somebody in the next 6 seconds or I might get a bit crazy. And we all know what happens when I get crazy."

Layla's head popped up first. She looked like she was ready to pounce until she realized who it came from.

"Bubbles!'' Layla sprung out of her seat to hug one of her closest friends.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming? Where's Danielle? Did you…" Aj cut her off using her hand.

"Okay Kitty. Pause, breathe, and relax."

"Sorry I just got really excited. I had no clue! You should have called." Aj flashed her bestie a smile and hugged her tight.

"Um sorry to break up this love fest, but where is my hug?" John asked getting out of his seat and feigning a hurt look.

"Awe come here Ace." Everyone had a nickname. Aj was Bubbles because of her lively personality. Layla was Kitty because of her ability to pounce at any moment, and because she was notorious for popping up places without you even knowing she was there. Maryse was Frenchie because, that's just what she was. Kelly was Barbz because even though she looked like a Barbie doll she was badass. And everyone called John Ace because he was easy to please.

"So I take it you're the mystery diva Vince has been raving about?" John asked.

"Yep that's me. It's funny because my return match is against another mystery diva. One surprise isn't enough I guess."

"Yea, you know Vince. The bigger the better." John wasn't too fond of his boss because of how he reacted when John requested to cut back on appearances to spend more time with his family.

"Okay enough with the small talk. Barbz just texted me and said she and Maryse are by the back entrance and need help getting in. The Fab 4 is reuniting!" John rolled his eyes at his wife's excitement. The Fab 4 reuniting would most likely mean he would be sleeping in the guest room tonight. That is if he got any sleep at all. The girls were infamous for clubbing or throwing crazy house parties, and it always ended up at their house.

"Okay, so why are we standing here? Let's blow the roof off this son of a bitch!" Aj exclaimed. Layla kissed John who was heading off to his dressing room to prepare for his match against Punk. Aj and Lay linked arms and strutted to retrieve the other 2/4ths of their clique.

(SHIT FINNA GET REAL, BITCHES! The Fab 4 is back and badass will never be the same. Who do you think the other mystery diva will be? I already decided on who it is, but just know it's about to go down. Until next time.)