They arrived in Chicago with the minimal fuss. They stopped to sign a few autographs for the die-hard fans who had come to meet them and then headed for the cars. It was winter so naturally it was freezing. Sevina pulled her parka coat tighter around her the noticed that their limo was surrounded by teenage girls. She looked at Matt who had an exasperated expression on his face. "Cant he wait inside the car? Just once?"

Sevina suddenly understood what the commotion was about as she spotted a flash of multi-coloured hair in the midst of the rabble. She rolled her eyes, amused and pulled her hood up. She wasn't well enough known to get too much hassle, but given the high profile entrance she had made the previous night, she didn't want to draw too much attention to herself.

The gaggle of girls turned, spotting Matt and high pitched squealing suddenly filled the air. Sevina winced and stuck her tongue out at Matt who was glowering at her as she slipped away and into the car. She sat back against the long, leather seat and watched through the tinted windows as Matt and Jeff were swamped. No-one had seen them out together in quite a while so the attention reached fever point before the minders and the driver finally stepped in to release them.

When they eventually dived into the safety of the car, Sevina was curled up on the seat giggling. Jeff threw himself down next to her like a man avoiding a bomb blast and this only succeeded in setting her laughter off even more. She looked at him with overly large, adoring eyes and draped herself across his slouched body. "Oh Jeff! I am so in love with you! Please sign every exposed part of my body! I'll even get some more out if you like! I want your babies! Marry me!"

Jeff went very still and Sevina knew this was the only warning she was going to get before he suddenly grabbed her and spun so that she was half pinned against the seat and began to tickle her mercilessly. Matt found this extremely amusing and ignored Sevina's high pitched screams for help.

It took about fifteen minutes before Jeff finally relented and released his captive. He moved casually away from her and reached into the onboard refrigerator and pulled out a can of soda. Sevina was half laying on the seat, half slumped on the floor, trying to catch her breath. She aimed a kick at the back of Jeff's leg, but it was lame at best and he just lifted an eyebrow at her, smirking before he sat down again.

The rest of the journey to the hotel was spent just talking. Friendship between the three of them had always been easy. Jeff talked non-stop the entire car ride, but didn't really seem to say anything and Sevina and Matt shared a slightly worried look. Not once had he mentioned why he was here and not at work.

When they arrived at the hotel Sevina handed Jeff the key to her room. "We have to go to a meet and greet. We'll be a couple of hours. Order room service and don't buy any dirty movies!" Jeff made a noise of disappointment, then smirked and wandered off whilst Matt and Sevina headed off to meet the fans.

Sevina was nervous. She'd only made one official appearance and she wasn't sure how she'd be received. She knew how to answer the many questions that headed her way and knew not to be too friendly. They didn't know if she was going to be a face or a heel yet, so she had to keep an emotional distance. It went better than she'd hoped. Matt helped make her feel more at ease by occasionally kicking her under the table, whilst maintaining an innocent expression.

It went by in a flash and Sevina felt slightly regretful that she hadn't paused to take it in more, but she knew there would be more. Many, many more. When she arrived at her room, having left Matt in the bar, she looked around for Jeff, but he was nowhere in sight. "Jeff? You here?"

No answer. She frowned, then shrugged and headed for the bathroom. The scream that she let out, followed by a bellow from Jeff was enough to raise the dead and she ran back into her room, with her hands over her eyes. Jeff stumbled out a few moments later, in the process of wrapping a towel around his waist. "Don't you knock?"

"Don't you lock the door?! My eyes! Quick, find something sharp so I can cut them out!"

She peeked through her fingers to make sure he was covered, then lowered her hands and rested her hands on her hips. Jeff shook his head, sending droplets of water flying from his hair. "Y'know, I should probably be offended by that."

Sevina lifted an eyebrow and they both started laughing, but stopped abruptly at a pounding on the door. Sevina looked instantly sheepish and quickly opened the door, not bothering to hide her surprise at the sight of Matt, accompanied by Chris Jericho and John Cena, all of them looking anxious and slightly threatening. "Um…hi."

"Everything alright?"

They had clearly heard her scream and she flushed, reaching up to rub the back of her neck. "Yeah, I uh…"

"She is frightened of her love for me."

Jeff had appeared at the door, now dressed in a pair of combat pants and a long sleeved t-shirt. His hair was still dripping wet and he was smirking. The three men assembled outside all raised their eyebrows and looked at Sevina, collectively smirking slightly. Sevina elbowed Jeff in the ribs, which probably hurt her more than him.

"I walked in on him in the shower."

This had the expected result of sending the three men into fits of laughter, whilst Sevina's pale skin turned an even darker shade of red. Jeff seemed entirely un-phased, which only irritated Sevina more. She hit him, slapping the flat of her hand against his stomach. He grabbed her hand and twisted her arm behind her back, manoeuvring her back inside. "Excuse us. Just gonna go do evil things to her."

"Jeff!"