Monday came around and I was due back to work after having the house shows off. I called Jon bright and early (for retaliation) before my flight to meet up when I landed. He appreciated my revenge and insisted on picking me up from the airport to show it.

Three and a half relaxing hours later, I was greeted by a 6'4" blue eyed, blonde haired man with a backwards hat and sunglasses on, standing close to my baggage claim with two coffees.

"Are you trying to disguise yourself," I greeted him as I took a coffee.

He looked at me seriously. "One day you will experience the fan girls," he said as he sheepishly took a sip of his coffee.

"Oh, you are very much on your own with that," I said as I turned and headed to find my luggage to end the conversation because it was not a discussion. I heard him chuckle behind me.

We grabbed my bags and headed off to find breakfast since it was still early yet.

"Do you think we're moving too fast," I asked as we finally settled in at our table.

He contemplated my question for a moment. "My perspective—no. I think people move too fast when they aren't ready to be in a relationship or the find flaws in the person they're dating. I like you a lot. You're a great person to hang around and I'm having fun getting to know you. I'm not going to create space between us because of some arbitrary rule someone made up because they think they know what's best for people. I'm going to spend as much time with you as possible because I want to, unless you don't feel the same way."

"I agree. I'm just scared to mess up a good thing. But as long as we both agree that everyone else can suck a dick with their opinions, then I'm happy."

He reached over to hold my hands and stare into my eyes. "Everyone else can suck a dick."

Later that evening we arrived at the arena together. Immediately as we walked through the halls all eyes were on us. I wasn't with my usual Bellas and he wasn't with his brothers, so everyone could sense that we were out of place and something was different.

"Why haven't you texted me back? I called you a million times, left you countless messages. Are you okay? Did that guy touch you? Did he go too far? Did you and Jon hook up?" Nikki spoke a mile a minute.

I flinched back in shock realizing how blunt she was. She finally broke her evil stare down with me and quickly noticed Jon standing next to me.

"Well, that answers my last question," she stated, sure of herself.

"No Nikki, it doesn't. The last thing I need is a nasty rumor going around about me hooking up with the guys. So stop. I'll talk to you later."

I stepped away from her because I didn't want to hear anymore. It was becoming my bad habit for the day.

We continued to our destination of my locker room. We were quiet until we stood outside of the door.

"So, I guess I'll see you a little bit later," he asked.

"Yeah. I'm going to put my bags down and get settled. And probably do some rumor control. I'm assuming that they all think I'm pregnant with your child by now..."

"Now that's an example of moving too fast in my book," he sarcastically expressed.

I playfully hit him then walked into the locker room with a smile on my face… only for it to disappear almost immediately.

As soon as I put my bags down, the questions started coming in at once. "Are you okay?" "Did some guy try to rape you?" "Did you call the cops?" "Did Jon almost kill him?" "Did you two hook up?" "Are you guys dating?"

"LADIES! Enough," I waved my hands to create space. "Here's the story. Dude tried to make out with me, I said no but he didn't leave, so Jon made him leave. I was drunk. Jon drove me to my hotel, then left. End of story. I didn't have sex with any one; I didn't hook up with anyone. It was a horrible scary night, and not to be rude, but I'd rather not think about it anymore. It's done. Thank you all for caring, but please give me space."

At that point, they got the hint and bitterly dispersed.

Except for Nikki who kept popping out of nowhere.

"You know, you never said anything about not dating Jon."

"Nikki, please stop. If there was anything to tell, I'd tell you. But he got me home safe that night and I'm not going to make it into any more than what it is. I'm sorry for being moody but I feel like I've been bombarded since I got here."

"Okay. Fine, sorry. Won't happen again," she put her hands in the air and backed away.

"Lauren, Triple H wants to see you in his office," a crew lady came in the locker room and told me.

I took a deep breath with everything thrown at me at once, then headed down to his office with tons on my mind. Were they going to release me because things fell through and I was just taking up space? Did they hear about what happened the other night at the bar and criminal charges were going to be pressed against Jon? Did they see that I was bad for the image of the company because of it? Were they going to tell me that Jon and I couldn't be together?

I felt as bad as my coworkers with all the questions I was asking myself.

"Hey Lauren, come in and take a seat. How have you been? I heard you had a bad night a couple nights ago. Everything okay?"

"Yeah, thanks. Everything is fine," I said as I took a seat. "It was scary, but it's all over with and everything is back to normal."

"Well that's good. Listen, I brought you into my office to discuss a storyline with you. Are you interested," he asked getting straight to the point.

"Yeah," I excitedly exclaimed because I was caught off guard. "Oh my God, yeah! I was scared that I would never get another shot after the AJ angle fell through..."

"Don't worry about that. We like you here, kid. We see great things coming from you. So we were thinking about you going out tonight and attacking Brie Bella."

"Okay..."

"Don't worry, there's more. We want you to stand out from all the other Divas. We can already see a spark in you that could lead to a reform in the Divas locker room that is obviously much needed. We want you to bring spunk and attitude back with the girls. So, naturally we thought that you should become the newest member of The Shield."

"Don't get me wrong; you tell me to jump and I'll ask how high. But, doesn't The Shield just go out and attack people who they think are an injustice to the company?"

"Yes, but in reality, The Shield was created to make change in the company. Look at what they have accomplished so far. Lauren, we're giving you a platform and the will to do whatever you need to do with it. This is what we want, here are your tools, now build something out of it. We relied on Joe, Colby and Jon to change our product into something more interesting. To bring the attitude and hostility back, and they did. Now we are giving you the reigns to change the Divas competition. Make it better. Make it worthwhile. Honestly, make it worth watching."

"And I'm debuting tonight against Brie Bella?"

"Yes."

"When does AJ come back," I bluntly asked.

"Tonight, I believe. Why?"

"In order to be the best, you got to beat the best."

"I already like where your head is. But before you go, I do have one question. Is it true that you are you pregnant with Ambrose's kid?"

I gave Triple H an are-you-being-serious face as he laughed at me in response.

"Just making sure before we invest a good amount of time in you. Well, tonight you have Brie to prove your point. Eventually you can have AJ to make a statement, but I think we should build up to that."

"No problem, Paul. I've got this." I shook his hand then left his office with a sense of confidence.