Naomi was staring at the pacing figure of her tag team partner, Cameron, but this woman wasn't her. This woman had just broken her out from wherever she had been held up; Cameron wouldn't even jump off the top rope, definitely not her.

She was thankful to be freed from the handcuffs, massaging where it dug into her wrist. Her mind was confused. What the hell was going on? She felt a pair of eyes burning into the side of her face and glanced at the person doing it. The woman was accessing her and seemed to be pissed.

"What?"

"What, is that I just had to break you out of Guantanamo. Jimmy didn't tell me I would have to do that."

Guantanamo, wait what? "Jimmy's a terrorist?" she yelled. However, the woman laughed humorlessly.

As her anger began to rise so did the pounding in her head, the last thing she remembers is being at the theater with Jimmy, while watching some movie that required reading. She wakes up, had guns pointed at her, chained to a chair, seeing look alikes of her wrestling mates that aren't them, and now this person was blaming her?

"Who are you?! Where is Jimmy?! Why was I in Guantanamo Bay, and where are we?!"

"I'm Cameron, Jimmy is in a secret location, you're his fiancé so his enemies went after you, and we are in an undisclosed location." Then the lady thought about something before adding "That wasn't really Guantanamo Bay," walking to the bathroom, slamming the door.

Five minutes had barely passed before "Cameron," came out tossing a duffle bag at her and telling her it was time to go. Cameron opened the door and started out only to pause and close the door.

"Fuck, how did they find us?"

"Who are they?"

(Alicia & Roman)

"Wait for my signal," Alicia said and the man in navy blue behind a sniper gun nodded. She knew someone would break her out, but she didn't think it would be Cameron. Doing the dirty work of animals, how nice.

She glanced at her boss; his eyes were staring at the abandoned building that held their suspects. She knew Director Kingston's words had affected him, he'd work his ass off for the man to get to the position he was at now. One thing you could never call Roman was lazy, an asshole, asshat, arrogant, prick yes, but lazy never.

"You think they will surrender?" he asked bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Nope, but our job wouldn't be fun if it was that easy," he smirked in agreement as she grabbed a bullhorn.

(Cameron & Naomi)

Cameron watched the woman besides her trying to think if anything on her could have been bugged. Her eyes caught on to a small insect like dot attached to the back of her neck. When she got to Jimmy and Jey, they were in for a world of torture.

"Ow, what the hell?" Naomi hissed watching in horror as Cameron pulled some slimy thing off her and crushed it under her foot. She didn't have to ask what it was, "Tracer."

She didn't have time to focus on that when she heard words coming through window as though it surrounded the whole building.

"Cameron, Cameron, Cameron, still working for dogs I see." The ebony hair colored woman with blonde highlights gnashed her teeth hissing out the name "Alicia."

"It's unfortunate that you went and sided with the enemy, but you know what they say you lay down with dogs and you get fleas. Don't make me come in there and hunt you like the dog you are. Give us back Naomi, tell us where Jimmy and Jey are, and stand down!"