Later in Smackdown taping
Roman knocked on the door and poked his head in. "Hey Kira are you ready for me?" he asked.
"Yep come on in Rome." I said with a smile as I waved for him to sit. He sat down on the couch and I stood between his legs.
"Ok this might feel weird, but it will be ok. I have to grab ahold of your ear to put it in. Okay?"
"Yep go for it!" he smirked. I reached down, grabbed his earlobe pulled it down, and inserted the ear wig. I pressed under his ear to make sure it wouldn't pop out and took a step back.
"You good?" I asked.
"Yep! Perfect" he replied.
"Ok we'll test it now." I picked up the mic and said "You're one hot bastard Roman Reigns."
"I heard that!" he laughed and high fived me.
"Alright big man you're good to go!" I said as I hugged him and then pulled back suddenly.
"Hey! What's up?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
"I shouldn't have hugged you. It wasn't right. I'm your boss and your security guard." I said.
"You're also my friend and friends can hug." He replied as he patted me on the shoulder. He smiled sweetly and headed out the door. About fifteen minutes later he came busting through the door. He looked around for me and when he didn't see me he yelled "Kira where are you?"
"I'm finishing up in the bathroom." I hollered from the bathroom. I washed my hands and stepped into the room only to have Roman pick me up and swing me around.
"I have never felt that on it during a promo before!" he said as he put me back on my feet.
"That's great Rome. And you did it mostly on your own. I told you you had it in you." I said as I patted him on the shoulder. He looked at me with a look I couldn't put my finger on and he bent down to hug me.
"I'll see you at the hotel." He said softly as he slowly pulled away. He turned and left leaving me feel a little odd for no reason at all. For the first time in days Dean was in my office when he was supposed to be. Without a word I put the ear wig in and followed him out to the gorilla. Despite me being really mad at him we pulled off a great promo together. I took the ear wig out of his ear right after he came up the ramp and turned to leave. I was half way down the hall when I heard Bray shout "You made a fucking fool out of me out there tonight Ambrose!"
"That's where you're wrong Bray it wasn't just me making a fool out of you I had help." He said as he motioned in my direction. I shook my head and started toward the two.
"Yeah that's right Bray. I helped Dean out tonight. I was in his ear the whole time helping him. I gave him the ideas he put them to words. But you know Bray I'm of the opinion that your face has made a bigger fool of you then either one of us ever could." I snapped.
"Oh! So you think you're cute?" Bray hissed as he advanced on me.
"No Bray I don't think I'm cute! I know I am cute." I snarked. He shoved me and I shoved him back. And then he pinned me to the wall. I waved Dean off as he started to walk over.
"You better get a good lick in Bray because you'll only have one shot at me before I fuck you up so bad your mother won't even recognize you." I grit out between clenched teeth.
"Do you think I'm fucking scared of a fucking woman?" Bray said with a cackle.
"Oh! I'm more than just a woman Bray. I'm a trained killer with friends in high places. So keep pushing Bray and see what the fuck you get!"
"Oooo I'm shaking in my boots! He cackled once again. And before he could blink I had his wrist in my hand, and his arm half way up his back. I shoved him face first into the wall.
"Again Bray push and see what you get. I didn't have a problem with you before but I do now. Watch your fucking step Wyatt. Or it will get ugly and quick." I hissed in his ear and shoved him away from me. I stormed to my office and ran right into Wade almost knocking him on his ass.
"Oh! Jesus! Wade I'm sorry!" I gushed as I helped steady him before he fell.
"Hey! It's ok Love. What happened to make you so? Well this?" he asked as he put his arm around me and led me to my office.
"Dean hates me and Bray just verbally attacked me!"
"He fucking did what?" Wade growled.
"I put Dean in an ear wig and helped him with his promo tonight. Bray found out and he wasn't happy. One thing led to another he pushed me, I pushed him, and then he pinned me against the wall."
"No he fucking didn't!" Wade growled as he started to turn away from me. I took his arm and stopped him from looking for Bray. I pulled him into my office and we sat down on the couch.
"I told him to take the best shot he could because after that I was going to fuck him up so bad his own mother wouldn't recognize him."
"Well, good for you Love."
"Then I twisted his arm behind his back and threatened him." I mumbled.
"Holy shit! You did not!" he laughed.
"Yep I sure did." I said with a sheepish grin. Wade pulled me onto his lap and I rested my head on his shoulder for a minute.
"And why does Dean hate you?" he whispered.
"He doesn't think I can take pain or even deserve this job."
"What the hell? I would ask if he hasn't googled you, but I know that dumb ass can barely figure out his phone let alone a computer." He said as he caressed my cheek. "Why does it bother you so pet?"
"I am good at what I do. I've worked hard to be the best at everything I do and I don't like being second guessed by an employee let alone a client."
"What do you mean by client?" Wade questioned.
"What I'm about to tell you goes nowhere. Understand?"
"Understood."
"I am Roman and Dean's personal security guard. The WWE hired me after they got some weird gifts and notes."
"Oh! Wow! So they were as bad as everyone said."
"Yeah they were." I replied as I stood up and paced to the other side of the room. "It makes me so damn mad. He's so disrespectful to me and I have to just deal with it."
"Then don't. Quit! You don't deserve the shit he gives you. I heard him bragging about how you walked in on him and Paige. He was fucking proud of that shit."
"Yeah that sounds like Ambrose, but I'm not going to quit. I take my job seriously and I'm going to see it through." I whispered as I ran my fingers through my hair. Wade stood, came over, gave me a hug and peck on the cheek, and left. Forty-five minutes later I was in my rental headed to the hotel.
At the hotel
I had just gotten out of the shower and gotten dressed when there was a knock on my door. I was glad I had set everything out before my shower because I just wanted to get this done and go to bed. I opened the door and motioned for Roman and Dean to enter. I waved Roman to the chair beside the table. He sat and I walked over to the table. I tore open an alcohol swab, wiped his shoulder, picked up the inserter, pressed it to his skin and pulled the trigger. The tracker slid home with a click.
"Done?" he asked. I nodded my head yes. Dean sat down and I did the same to him. I picked up the reader, held it above the insertion spot until I heard a beep and then moved on to the other one. I put that stuff away and pulled out two key fobs looking devices and handed one to each of them.
"This is how you're going to get the fingerprints I need. All you have to do is have them press their thumb to it until all five of the bulbs turn green. That means I've gotten the print and its processing. I will text you within three minutes if it's a yes or no. Sound good guys?" I asked tiredly.
"Yeah sounds easy enough." They said in unison and stood to leave. I grabbed Dean by the wrist keeping him from leaving. Roman didn't wait just left.
"Dean, I don't want any more problems with you, but I want you to know that if I do you and I are going to have a match just so I can prove that I am just as good as you!" I hissed as I released his wrist.
"We'll see!" he mumbled back, opened the door, and stepped out. I closed the door behind him. I shut the light off and went to bed.
