That night, everyone had time to just sit back and enjoy themselves before moving on to the next city. Libby decided to take this time to go out and have a drink by herself. Usually she would party on the Exotic Express with Adam and the Rosebuds, but she felt like going solo tonight. She put on a slim red dress with spaghetti and black heels. She went to a pub not too far from the arena, she didn't want to go too far away and risk getting lost. She had so much going through her head right now. Her plan seemed to be going good, but after last night Libby was starting to see a price to it. Seth really got Adam and it was all her fault.

Libby walked into the bar and saw several of her coworkers there. She said hello to each of them before taking a seat at the bar. She didn't really feel like hanging tonight. She ordered a shot of tequila, but just started at it when it got to her. She was deep in thought and didn't notice the muscular figure sitting down next to her. "No matter how hard you stare at it, it won't drink itself," a voice brought Libby out of her thoughts. She turned to her left and saw it was Roman Reigns. He half smiled when their eyes met.

"Hey," she said with a smile forming on her face. "I was just thinking." She lifted her glass up as if toasted to him before downing it. She reacted to the burning running down her throat the same way everyone does. She took a deep breath and ordered another.

"Okay, we trying to party tonight?" He ordered himself a drink. Libby just giggled.

"Well that's not the plan. I just needed to get away from," she laughed at the oxymoron, "the party." She looked him in the eyes, still smiling, "you get what I'm saying?"

"Yeah, you just needed to be alone. Well if I'm ruining that then"- He started getting up.

"Oh no," she placed a hand on his arm. "No it's okay. After all, this is a public place." Roman situated himself back in his seat. There was only a moment of silence as Libby waited for him to pick a topic, but decided to do it instead. "So… What brings you here?" She quickly downed her shot

"Well it's just a way to take my mind off things."

"Something we have in common then." She asked for another shot. Roman just watched her.

"Are you okay?" Libby looked at him.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be?"

"You're doing shot after shot. Is something bothering you?"

"No." Libby started facing forward. She started to say something but brushed it off. "I'm just here to have fun. Is there anything bothering you?" She looked back at him. It was his turn to face forward, as if searching for the answer in his mind.

"Actually there is." He looked back at her. "I don't know if you've seen it, but something weird is going on. There's someone that just keeps appearing out of nowhere. They throw a couple of punches and then disappears." Libby gave a little giggle.

"And you're not able to fight them?"

"It's not that. It seems like they're trying to help me."

"Really?" Libby was keeping her poker face on. She sat there and listened as he started explaining to her everything she already knew. "Wow, you've really paid a lot of attention to this person. Should I be jealous?" she said with her most sarcastic voice.

"What?" he started laughing, "No. It's not- Wait, why would you get jealous?" Libby quickly downed another shot before answering.

"No reason." She was starting to feel the buzz now. She didn't know what Roman was drinking, but she was sure he wasn't starting to feel the way that she did. The two sat there talking, joking, and just getting to know each other more. "You've never done one?"

"No." He was laughing. He had had a few drinks while Libby eased up on the shots. She was starting to get a little carried away. Even though they were in a bar full of people and their coworkers, Libby felt like it was just her and Roman in there.

"Come on, just do one with me." She was talking him in to drinking a Jaeger bomb. Libby might have been a bit drunk. Roman wasn't quite there yet.

"I think you've had enough to drink tonight."

"Oh come on. It's just one. I swear, after this I'm done. But you gotta do one with me." She smiled and waited for him to cave.

"Alright fine, but just one." Libby ordered two Jaeger bombs and the two made a toast.

"Cheers. To fighting more battles in this business," she said while holding here glass up for him to cling.

"To becoming champions." With that they cling and drank their bombs. "Ooh, it's got a little kick to it." Libby started jumping up and down.

"I know I love it!" They talked some more until the bar closed. Roman might have been a little drunk but he was still aware of his surroundings. Libby on the other hand was drunk. Roman helped her out of the bar and wanted to make sure she got back to wherever she was staying at okay. "So what hotel are you staying at?"

"No." She said shaking her with her eyes closed while putting an arm around his neck. "We don't sleep in hotels when we've got the Exotic Express."

"So you sleep on a bus all the time." He put his arm around her waist.

"Hey, it saves on all those hotels." She tried keeping her eyes focused on him.

"Okay, well, where's that at?"

"It'ssss" she started looking away but couldn't keep her eyes opened. Her head fell and her torso would have too, but Roman had a good grip on her. He lifted her head up and saw that she was knocked out. He sighed and shook his head.

"Now what am I going to do with you." Roman didn't know where the Exotic Express is so he ended up taking Libby to his hotel room. Libby seemed to have come to when he walked her into his room. She looked at him and smiled.

"Roman!" She reached her arms out, but her expression immediately changed. She looked around and started holding her head. She then felt shoved into the bathroom. Her vision focused and she spotted the toilet. She then proceeded to puke her guts out. Roman wasn't in there. He was getting ready to settle down and waited to stop hearing the noises that Libby was making in the bathroom. After twenty minutes of no noise coming from the bathroom, Roman went to check on her. He found her lying on her back completely knocked out. He ran his fingers through his hair while shaking his head. He picked her up and carried her to the bed. She was a total dead weight. An hour or so later Roman clocked out too.

The next morning Libby woke up with a major hangover. She looked about her surroundings and freaked. She was in a hotel room all by herself. She had no clue as to where she was. "Please tell me I didn't sleep with anyone." She looked down at herself and noticed every article of clothing was still intact. "Okay, next freak out. WHERE THE HELL AM I!? Owww." She said while putting her hand to her head, it was throbbing with pain. She started getting out of the bed and saw her purse lying on the floor by the bathroom. She reached inside it and retrieved her phone. She had ten new messages and twenty missed calls all from Adam.

Hey where'd you go?

It's getting late when will you be back?

Where are you?

This isn't funny!

I'm really starting to worry right now!

Libby! I'm starting to feel like a lemon right now!

I hope you're not doing anything stupid!

This is really getting ridiculous! Where are you?

At least let me know if you're okay.

Libby!

By the tone of these messages Libby knew she was in hot water. She didn't realize she put her phone on silent last night. She didn't mean to make Adam freak out and now he really will when she tells him she doesn't even know where she is. She at least called him. "Libby! What is going on?" She could hear the concern in his voice.

"Hey. I'm sorry Adam I didn't mean to scare you like that." She started looking around the room for anything that was hers.

"Where did you go last night?"

"I went to a bar. I needed some time to myself. But I didn't mean to stay out all night."

"I understand. You just freaked me out. Where are you now?" Libby looked around the room for answers.

"I… don't know… A hotel room for sure."

"Who's?" Libby tried to find an answer and could feel her stomach churn when she couldn't come up with one. It made her want to cry and she did.

"I don't know," she said through sobs. "But I'm okay and I'm leaving now. I'll try and find you."

"Okay just call me when you leave the hotel and I'll come find you." Libby agreed and hung up. She put her shoes on and left the room. She didn't want to wait around for whoever this person was. She couldn't remember what she did last night and she felt better not knowing. She rushed out of the hotel and off to find Adam.