Jo could not believe it. Her father would have loved him. He was a big fan of wrestling and she had watched with him when her mother wasn't there to stop her. Her mom hated violence and wouldn't let her watch anything remotely violent or even had mild language in it. When she got older, Jo just avoided such things so not to upset her because her mother believed that a lady never watched or done such things. The woman would not have been as happy with Ryan's career as her father would have been.

The next day, they went to the auditorium, but Ryan wasn't introducing her to anyone.

"Hey, is this the wife?" A woman in a suit asked that she recognized as Stephanie McMahon, the daughter of the owner. She was shocked to see some of her father's favorites.

"This is Jo." he said.

"Damn, she's pretty. How the hell did you get a girl like her. Hello, Jo. I'm Paul." Triple H walked into the room with a smile as large as his nose. He extended a hand.

"leave him alone, Paul. Ryan you need to get with Punk and figure out you're argument. Don't forget to go over it with the writers." Stephanie was all business. "Oh, and congratulations. I hope you two will be as happy as we are."

"thanks." Ryback growled. He doubted the couple really cared what happened in his life.

"Oh wait." Paul called him back and then tossed him a set of keys. "Just a little wedding gift from the company." Ryback was shocked. He hadn't expected to get his own bus.

"Thanks."

"You need a home of some kind when your married. Hotels and traveling can be stressful on a new marriage. Enjoy. Just don't be late to the ring." Paul winked and gave him a pat on the shoulder.

He went to the area designated for the RV's and he saw it immediately. It was black and silver and looked like it had been recently detailed for him. It had a large red bow tied around its entire length. "This is great." he smiled, impressed. His name was in small letters just under the door's window. He ran his finger over it. He finally felt like somebody in the business. He opened the door and in a wave of excitement he picked up Jo and carried her inside. He carried her inside and tossed her on the large bed. "This is amazing. They only give these to their top talent." he couldn't stop smiling. He fell on top of Jo and kissed her.

"They found out about the marriage quick." Jo said. She began to believe that he had wanted to get married so he could collect on the extra benefits his job would give him. At least she finally knew the reasoning behind his ultimatum.

"Hey, Ryback." A heavily tattooed man entered the bus uninvited. "You ready to get this down."

"Ya, man." he jumped out of the bed and the two men sat down at the small table and began to write on the pad of paper the man had brought with him. It was the same man he had been fighting in the ring. Jo sat on the couch across from them and tried to read the new book Ryan had bought for her. But she was very interested in his work. It seemed like he had a lot fun. "Are you serious? They're teaming us up tonight?" He laughed as he read over a bundle of papers.

"Ya, two weeks ago we were feuding, now we're buds." Punk laughed. "but we have to get through this scene first. Truthfully, man I'm running out of insults. I was planning on making a comment about your girl, but after seeing her I don't' think I can. Man, you're a rude son of a bitch. You haven't even introduced her."

"Jo."

"Hi." she said politely.

"Everyone just calls me Punk. Hey, come sit with your hubby and help him with his lines. He's not the best at coming up with comebacks." the man kidded.

Ryan put his arm around her and she actually gave him a couple of good lines. One that made both the men laugh. "Man, I'm getting thirsty. Too bad that didn't stock this thing for you. We got a few hours before signing. Let's check out catering."

"Can't. I have to do a photo shoot in an hour." Ryan checked his schedule on his phone. "then I need to get my girl a new cell."

"There's a store across the street in that shopping center. I had to get a charge this morning."

"I can go." Jo offered.

"You don't mind?" Ryan asked.

"No. You should eat something before you get too busy." Jo told him. He seemed really busy and she didn't know when he would have time to get it for himself. "I don't know where they set up tonight, do you know, Punk?"

"Haven't seen it. Just ask anyone once you get inside. They'll point it out."

"What do you guys want?"

"Anything's great. I like surprises." Punk smiled.

"I can't eat what I really want right now, so just bring anything." Ryback shrugged. She had a feeling he was craving a burger, but had already figured out there were many things he wasn't allowed to indulge in.

"She seems great." Punk told Ryback after Jo had left. He looked at him strange. Punk was acting like they were friends. As he thought about it, Punk had always talked to him the same way. He guessed he was too caught up to see that he wasn't completely disliked, but Punk was known as a bit of jerk backstage as well.

Jo didn't know what she was looking for as she walked. She asked a large man with a very short hair cut.

"I'm heading there myself babe. I'll take you." He touched the small of her back as he lead her and she felt a little uncomfortable. "I haven't seen you around here before." he said as she viewed the available food choices. A man was there waiting to cook.

"I'm Ryback's wife." answered. "Is that turkey?" she asked when she saw the cook cover a dish with what looked like hamburgers.

"You want a turkey burger ma'am?" he asked.

"Three." she smiled. Ryan couldn't get exactly what he wanted, but maybe he would enjoy a substitute. She had them prepare it with Swiss and mushrooms, and hoped she wasn't making something he would hate.

"No, you're not married to Ryback." the man stared at her.

"Yes, I am. Do you have anything to wrap those in?" She tried to ignore the man who kept talking to her.

"You're not the same girl I saw him with a six months ago in New York. I still think he was an idiot to move out there from Vegas." he laughed. "But you must be joking. Ryback's fiance' is blonde with a long nose and big lips. Dog ugly." he laughed.

"I met him in New York." Jo told him ignoring his comments.

"Damn." he looked her up and down. "I can't say I blame him for cheating with you."

"He's not cheating on anyone. We're really married." she tried to convince him. "Hmm. I guess he figured he already took the time off for a wedding … "he laughed. "I tell you what. It's obvious this whole relationship is new. So, when you get tired of that jerk, look me up. I'd love to take you out sometime." He winked and then took off.

Jo felt bad for Ryan. He was supposed to have gotten married. She wondered what happened? Then again he was a mean person most of the time. Still, he must have been heartbroken. She felt awful for thinking he had done it just to get ahead in his career.

As she walked around she passed many people. They all talked as they walked around. Some stood in groups and talked. Everyone seemed so close. But more than once she heard Ryan's name brought up. His return was common gossip and most of it wasn't nice. He wasn't a very popular. In fact, it seemed he was despised. He must have been very lonely. His awful proposal to her must have been a sudden decision.

"Hey, babe." again the man was behind her.

"Don't call me that." she chastised. "i already told you, I'm married. Leave me alone."

"Okay, okay."

She rolled her eyes and headed to the bus with the drinks and food she had gotten. It didn't take long for her to notice Ryan staring out the window. He was at the door by the time she got to it and swung it open, but his eyes were glued to the man who had been talking to Jo.

"Why was Cena following you?"

"He was following me?"

"Ya." Ryan back up and she climbed on board. "I don't want you talking to him."

"Okay." If he was jealous, she couldn't tell. His eyes just followed the man until he could no longer see him. "Um, I got the food." Awkwardly, she said the first thing she could think of.

She took the burgers out of the bag and gave one to Punk.

"You got me a hamburger?" Ryan growled. "I can't – "

"It's a turkey burger." He let out an irritated growl then. He sat down, unwrapped it and then lifted the top bun and his nose wrinkled. She expected him to push it away because of the expression of disgust that crossed his face, but he took a bite anyway and then appeared surprised. He closed his eyes and chewed slowly like he was eating something forbidden and wanted to savor every bite.

"Shit, I'm late." he checked his watch and popped the last bite in his mouth before he jumped up and hurried out the door.

"Well, I better go find those writers and let them look this over." Punk said. "thanks for lunch." he threw away his wrapper and headed for the door. He paused and looked back. "Hey, Ry is hard ass and he has a big chip on his shoulder. He's had a lot of bad breaks. Don't let that get to you. He used to be a pretty great guy. It has to be under that attitude somewhere."