She just wanted to sleep in that morning. No, what she really wanted was to dig herself so deep down in a hole that no one would ever find her but since that was impossible, she just wanted to sleep. Someone didn't agree with that plan when her phone started ringing. She answered it without even checking who it was.
"This better be god damn important!" She growled.
"Morning to you too, sunshine," Seth chuckled.
"Rollins! How the fuck did you get my number?" She asked.
"I have my ways," he taunted.
"What the hell do you want? And what time is it anyway?" She asked.
"6.30, sunshine. Time to rise and shine," he said.
"What do you want this early?" She asked.
"Are you naked?" He asked.
She opened her eyes and turned her head to look at Sheamus who was still asleep next to her. Yes, she was naked. She was in bed with her boyfriend and they had ended their evening with sex as they usually did when they spent the night together.
"None of your business," she answered.
"Oh, so you are naked. I like that thought," she could practially picture him licking his lips. "Are you alone?"
"Also none of your business," she said.
"I can hear him snoring. It is him, right? You're not cheating on him, are you?" He asked.
"You're crossing the fucking line here, Rollins!" She growled.
She sat up fast and got out of bed. She walked to the bathroom to get a little privacy and to make sure Sheamus wouldn't wake up and start questioning who she was on the phone with this early.
"No, that's not your deal. We already established that a while ago," he chuckled.
"Fuck off!" She growled.
"Yeah yeah, always the same two words and yet you don't hang up on me. Do you like hearing my voice this early? Would you like me to start talking dirty while you take care of yourself?" He asked.
"Last chance, Rollins. Tell me what you want or this conversation is over," she said.
"Tonight, sunshine," he said.
"Yeah, tonight. I was wondering, how come you didn't put Sheamus on my team? I would have thought you would love to get your hands on him," she said.
"I would love to and I will get my chance at that but Sheamus would be fighting like crazy for you and there's no fun in that," he chuckled again. "And tonight you're going down."
"Oh Rollins, always so cocky and chewing over more than you can eat. What makes you think I don't have a plan?" She smirked even though he couldn't see it and hung up.
She felt good about herself. She had sowed a seed in his brain, made him wonder what on earth she could be up to, and that was all she needed to make her morning so much better. With a smile on her face she went back into the room where Sheamus was awake and looking at her.
"Who was it?" He asked.
"Oh, nobody. Just some stage crew wanting to know something about tonight. Go back to sleep. I'm gonna run out for some coffee," she said and started to get dressed.
She stood in a room looking at the five men that was her team. Konnor, Viktor, Dolph, Miz and Bray. They were already bickering at each other, making it clear to everyone who might see it that they were never gonna be on the same side. That's why she knew how important it was to get them on board with her plan.
"I don't know," Bray said. "It seems beneath me."
"I don't care what it seems to you, Bray. You're gonna do it or you're out of here," she said.
She hated abusing her authority like that but she didn't really see any other way to get through this challenge.
"And besides, don't you want it?" She tried smoothing out.
"Of course but I'd like to think I earned it," he said.
"If you do what I ask of you, you sure has earned it," she said and smiled.
"Alright, boss lady, I'm with you," he said.
"We all are," Viktor chimed in while Konnor nodded.
"Miz? Dolph?" She asked.
"Me too," Dolph said.
"I'm in," Miz said.
"You won't regret it. Time for you to shine," she said. "Now if you'll excuse me, I got some other people I need to talk to as well."
She left the men and went on with her business. Her plan was going to work just fine now the hard part was over. When the show started a couple of hours later, she stood ready and waited. The Usos made their way into the ring first, followed shortly after by The Shield walking down the stairs. When her music started, she walked in with her team following her, showing the five men in the ring that they stood united. Her team went down to the ring while she stayed on top of the ramp to watch the match.
"You sure you wanna see this?" Seth taunted.
"I'm sure," she grinned at him.
"It's your funeral," he laughed.
The two teams went to separate corners. The referee turned around, making sure everyone was ready before turning his attention down to the man sitting next to the bell.
"Ring the bell!" The referee shouted.
The bell rang and in that second all five men from her team jumped down from the apron and started walking up the ramp towards her. The referee started counting while The Shield and The Usos stood there wondering what on earth this was about.
"What the hell?" Dean muttered and scratched his head.
All five men stopped and stood behind her while the referee finished his count. The bell rung and JoJo's voice sounded through the arena.
"Here are your winners by disqualification: Team Shield!"
Seth grinned as he grabbed a microphone that was being handed to him. He clearly didn't understand her plan right in that moment but he would very soon. She would make sure of it.
"Now why would you do that, sunshine?" He laughed.
"Why do you think?" She tilted her head to the side and smiled sweetly.
"We just won. You're gonna let this team go against us at Survivor Series? I don't get it," he said.
"Oh Rollins, ever so stupid," she chuckled. "Have you already forgotten the rules you agreed to last week? Clean win, remember? Count outs and disqualifications didn't count. Well, my team just got disqualified and you know what that means, right? Even though you won, you didn't get a clean win, meaning I get to pick my own team for this Sunday."
Seth's smile instantly faded as he realized she had played him again. She had walked into his trap last week but she had managed to get out of it without him even realizing it and now he stood in the ring looking like a fool and the audience sucked it right up, laughing, taunting him and his friends.
"How the hell did you get these five to agree to that?" Roman asked in disbelief.
"By granting my wish, they all earned titles shots. So this Sunday at Survivor Series The Ascension will have a shot at the tag team titles, Dolph will have a shot at the Unites States championship, Miz will have a shot at the intercontinental championship and Bray will have a shot at the world heavyweight championship," she said.
All five men stood smiling behind her. They weren't about to pass down the opportunity to become champions before the week was over.
"Aren't you abusing your authority now?" Roman asked.
"What's the fun in holding the power if you can't use it?" She smirked. "And no, they earned it. They played ball like the good boys they are. Something you could learn a bit from."
"I don't believe it," Dean growled.
"Believe it, Ambrose. And believe that my team for this Sunday will wipe your asses. I got five men lined up who's ready to stand united and most importantly, none of them like you one bit. Meet my team: John Cena, Baron Corbin, AJ Styles, Randy Orton and Shinsake Nakamura," she said.
The five men entered the stage while the other five made their way out since their job was done. Now the five names just mentioned stood behind her, pointing down at the men in the ring, ready to get their hands on them.
"No, no, no. We're not playing like that," Seth said.
"Feel free to deny having the match. My men will be declared winners by forfeit then," she said.
"Yeah, you would like that, wouldn't you?" He spat.
"It doesn't feel so good when you're being outplayed, does it, Rollins?" She taunted.
"You might have won the battle but the war is far from over," he said.
"I had a feeling you would say that. So let me have it. What is it this time?" She asked.
"You won today and I gotta accept it even though you did it by playing dirty. You got to pick your own team and I just gotta ask one thing. Why isn't Sheamus on it?" He said.
"Sheamus would be too angry going up against you after everything you've put me through. An angry man is a dangerous man and a dangerous man is more likely to make mistakes. I need someone who just hates you for being you, not for what you've done to me," she explained.
He paced the ring for a few seconds before raising the microphone again.
"Alright, I can believe that. Now that you played us, I have to counter your move, so here's some new stipulations for you. When we win this Sunday, you will break up with Sheamus live on tv the following night on RAW and you will spend 24 hours with me from 8 AM that upcoming Friday til 8 AM Saturday morning," he said.
Her jaw dropped and she stared at him in disbelief. He couldn't be serious. He was willing to drag her personal life into it like that. That was below any standard of hers. A hand landed on her shoulder and she turned her head to see John Cena standing there. He squeezed her shoulder and nodded, silently telling her that they got her back and wouldn't let her down.
"12 hours. From 8 AM til 8 PM that Friday," she offered.
"I'll take 12 hours but it's gonna be from 8 PM Friday till 8 AM Saturday. I wanna spend the night with you. Final offer. Take it or leave it, sunshine," he said.
"I'll take it," she hissed through gritted teeth.
Seth grinned as widely as he could.
"Next week you're mine!" He shouted and pointed at her.
She turned around without another word. What the hell had she just agreed to? How did he always manage to push the right buttons and make her do things she would never have imagined doing? She had to put her faith in her team and just hope they'd come out on top.
"What the hell, Tyra?" Sheamus growled.
She stopped in the hallway and looked up at him as he stood there in front of her.
"You think I'll make a mistake? You think I'm gonna mess up?" He sneered as he grabbed her arm. "I'm not good enough for you?"
"It's not like that, Sheamus. Try and understand..." She started.
"Understand what?" He cut her off. "That my girlfriend rather wanna see five other men fighting on her behalf. You wanna fuck them too later as a thank you?"
"What?" She asked shocked.
"First you're giving away title shots without giving one to me and I bloody well deserve it and then you stand out there on live tv saying I'm not good enough," he said angrily.
"No, you are good enough. You're better than good. But you're also involved with me and I need some neutral parts for this fight," she tried explaining.
"Yeah, you better hope that they win because there's no way in hell I'm gonna let you dump me on live tv," he said and walked away.
She let out a frustrated scream and stomped down to her office. Yes, the war was indeed still on and she attempted to win every battle until she stood victorious in the end. It was just so damn hard since they always seem to counter her every move and even though she had five strong men at her side for this Sunday, she couldn't help but feel scared.