Chris made his way to the car lugging two huge boxes in his arms. Melony stood quietly her gaze fixed to the distant traffic.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked as he sat the boxes down and took her hand in his. His thumb toyed with her wedding band on her slender finger. He wished she would talk to him, let him know what was really going on in her head. It was as if she was going out of her way to hide something from him. Much like he did when he threw away the long forgotten envelope from one Brock Lesnar. He couldn't fight the thoughts that maybe it wasn't a pregnancy she was trying to hide from him. What if it was bad news? He was truly beginning to worry. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling that something just wasn't right. He couldn't understand why she would want to keep her pregnancy from him, if that was indeed the case. Unless . . . she was just waiting for the right time to tell him.

"Mel, talk to me. What's bothering you?"

"Nothing Chris. I'm just tired." She rested a hand on his stubbly cheek. "It's just that I haven't gotten back into the swing of things. My body is here but my mind is still in Cabo."

"Oh is that so?" He grabbed her around the waist, pulling her close and kissed the tip of her nose. "Well as long as I'm there with you, I can't be mad."

She threw her head back and laughed. He seized the moment and kissed her exposed neck. "Oh Chris!" She squirmed in his arms. The touch of his mouth on her sensitive skin sent chills down her spine.

"You ready to get out of here?" He released his hold on her and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "God, I love you!"

"I love God too, Chris but this isn't the place to start praising God is it?" She smiled mischievously as he reached out and smacked her on the ass.

"Smart ass!"

"I love you too, Chris!"

Chris loaded the boxes into the already crowded trunk and walked around the car to open the door for his wife. Once they both settled into the quiet and comfort of their rental car, neither spoke a word as each was preoccupied with their own respective thoughts. Chris daydreaming about Mel carrying his child while she was consumed with trying to figure out what Brock was really up to. Things just weren't adding up in her eyes. As the newlyweds pulled out of the parking lot on their way to the arena for RAW, neither suspected trouble was on the horizon in the least likely of places.

Meanwhile over on the SmackDown side.

"Hey S'more! You ready for our match tonight?" Autumn called out as she approached her tag team partner.

"You bet. This gold ain't going anywhere. He smiled proudly as he slapped the Intergender Tag Team Title belt that hung across his shoulder.

Autumn took a seat in an empty chair and took out her cell phone, mindlessly checking her messages as Shannon went about his usual pre match ritual.

"So what do you have planned for this Memorial Day weekend?"

"The usual. Shane, Jeff, Matt and I are all heading up to the lake. Where we'll barbeque, get drunk and attempt to kill ourselves with some extreme stunts. What about you?"

She punched a few buttons on her phone and flipped it shut. "I think Doug and I are heading over to my sister's place. They are having some sort of deal over there." She rolled her eyes.

The door to the locker room flew open. "There you are! I've been looking for you all over the arena." Doug said as he walked into the room. "Hey Shannon. How's it going?"

"Can't complain. You?"

"I would be a lot better if someone would learn to keep up with her stuff." Doug threw a small Army green bag at Autumn. "You left your purse in JBL's locker room."

Autumn huffed. "It's not a purse Doug. It's a small bag that I just happen to carry my crap in."

"Whatever. Bag. Purse. You still left it. Orlando was going to take us all out to dinner courtesy of your credit card."

Shannon sat quietly and uncomfortably watching the exchange between the two.

"There's a big difference. And you can tell OJ if he wants to use my credit card for anything it should be for a new hair style."

"I think I'll leave you two alone." Shannon crept out of the room leaving Doug and Autumn to their bickering. Neither noticing that they were now alone. Doug was lost in his girlfriend's smile as he laughed and sat down beside her. "I love you Autumn. You know that right?" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.

"Of course I know that Doug. And I love you too."

The pre production meeting announced Autumn and Shannon defending their Intergender titles against the team of Dawn Marie and Orlando Jordan.

"You think your boyfriend and his twin are gonna cause trouble?"

Autumn shot a look at JBL then to Shannon. "They're members of JBL's cabinet aren't they?"

"Yeah."

"Well then." She laughed.

Autumn's cell phone emitted a series of beeps alerting her that a text message had arrived. She read the text message and sighed. "Sometimes I wonder about her sanity."

Shannon glanced over her shoulder at the message. "What's that all about?"

"Brock showed up at the RAW autograph signing. And now he's wanting her to stop by his hotel." She pushed another button bringing up a second message. "Now she's saying Chris doesn't know he's in town and did I throw away a letter to her from Lesnar."

Shannon shrugged his shoulders. He didn't understand but he knew better than to ask questions. He had learned the hard way to stay out of any disagreements between Autumn and Melony. "Hey, I'm going to head out. I'll catch up with you later. Don't forget we've got a match in thirty minutes."

She stopped typing momentarily to acknowledge Shannon with a smile. "Sure thing."

Autumn was just finishing up the message when she heard what she thought were Danny and Orlando in a seemingly heated debate. She stuffed her cell in the 'purse' and moved closer to the voices that were just outside the door.

"I know what JBL said but I just don't think any good can come from this man. It's not like she did anything to ..." Orlando was cut off by Danny, who poked a finger in OJ's chest.

"Look. The boss says we take her so that's what we do. No questions asked. JBL is a powerful man and I for one, am not about to cross him. Don't screw this up Orlando. Do you hear me?"

Orlando ran a hand across his worried face. He took a deep breath and exhaled. "Yeah man. I got cha."

Autumn found the conversation between two of JBL's cabinet members odd to say the least. Puzzled by the exchange she had just witnessed, Audi waited until the coast was clear before she ventured into the corridor. Replaying the conversation in her mind didn't make any more sense out it either. She chalked it up to just another oddity of the job as she walked the hallway in search of her tag team partner.