(Monday Night Raw, six days till Summerslam)

With only ten minutes left before the live show ended Glenn found himself standing backstage watching a monitor near the locker rooms. Beside him Heath Slater stood grinning like a teenage girl on steroids. The news of AJ somehow being involved in a new line with Alberto and Sheamus had spread through the superstars gossip train at maximum speed. Apparently Slater thought it was the next best thing to a new Beiber album. The man was so caught up in his fantasy world he didn't even notice the evil glare Glenn was sending his way.

Sighing Glenn gave up trying to scare the idiot away and turned his head back to focus on the monitor once more. He was to worried about something possibly going wrong with AJ to care about the tiny man next to him. Starting to think again about the text she had sent him earlier he almost missed Del Rios music signaling for the latino's arrival.

Down in the center of the ring stood Sheamus awaiting Alberto's grand entrance. But the music stopped playing and he found himself still in the ring alone. Walking over to the ropes he asked the time keeper for a mic before bringing it close to his lips.

"Bertie? Hey come on now fellow didn't your nannies teach you it's not polite to keep people waiting?"

Just as Sheamus began to chuckle at his own question the megatron above the ramp entrance switched from a view of him standing in the ring to one of Alberto standing in the arena parking lot outside. "Sheamus", he hissed loudly before continuing, "Sorry but I will not be joining you in that pathetic little arena tonight. You see I have another engagement that needs to be tended too."

"Oh yeah, and what would that be Bertie?, The Irishman questioned.

"You see I have been thinking a lot about how you stole my car last week and I have come to the conclusion that you were not the only guilty one."

"Now what are you talking about ? I was the only person in the car. Other than me the only other person you could blame is that daft lil announcer you walk around here with like a puppy dog."

"Oh, but you are wrong amigo. There is someone else at fault, our new GM herself. If the woman had not went against my wishes and put me in a match than Ricardo would not have stupidly left the keys behind allowing you to steal my car. So you see she is the cause and you Sheamus are the effect."

Sheamus stood appearing statue still to all the fans in the arena. This turn of events was something no one in attendance had seen coming. But it sure as hell was interesting.

"What's the matter amigo? Does the…oh..how do you say it, the cat have your tongue?, Del Rio half asked and half laughed on the huge screen before the image changed.

There displayed on the Megatron for everyone to see was AJ knocked out cold and being placed into the backseat of a black lexus by Ricardo. Gasps and boos erupted through the arena as Alberto stepped into the picture frame once again. Turning to face the camera head on he smirked. "Unless you want our poor lil GM here to pay the price of both your sins all alone why don't you come find us? And don't worry much I'll be keeping AJ good company while we wait."

Then with one last mad smirk the joker would be proud of Del Rio slid into the backseat of the lexus only to have it take off before his door was even closed.

Sheamus sprang from the ring running towards the parking lot as cameras followed on his heels. The last image the television audience saw was of Sheamus standing where Alberto's car had been shaking the poor cameraman whom had taped AJ's kidnapping screaming "Where did he take her?".

What the audience didn't see was one very pissed off Glenn punching the backstage monitor and then throwing what was left of it over Slater's head before storming out of the arena.