Punk met up with Liz outside the arena and they ate outside in the parking lot. He wasn't ready to share her with anyone yet, maybe he was being selfish, but after all these months of heartache, she was finally his. He had to fly out as soon as the show was over, he knew they wouldn't have any alone time for at least the next week. He would have to be content sneaking kisses in the parking lot for the time being.

Liz sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her as she started giggling. "What's so funny?"

"You know now that we aren't 'just friends' anymore, there is no way you are getting your hoodie back!"

He kissed her lips and said "I'll buy you a million hoodies if it makes you happy."

She sighed, "We better get inside. Are you ready for the entire roster and crew to yell 'I told you so!'?" Liz started to get up but he pulled her in for another kiss. "I need to make up for lost time," he said when she playfully slapped his arm.

They walked into the catering area holding hands and were greeted with a standing ovation. Phil graciously took a bow while Liz felt her whole face turn red. Renee tackled her with a hug and Phil introduced her to Colt and Amy. "I'm so sorry if you got the wrong idea, Liz. Phil is nuts about you," Amy said as she squished her in a bear hug.

Liz was still flushed from all the attention when she went inside to check on her crew. Her good mood was instantly squashed, the guys were running around in a frenzy, Sam looked like he was going to cry and Jackass Ted was on a rampage. Liz got everyone's attention and called a crew meeting. "Alright guys, what the hell is going on in here? Someone fill me in ASAP!"

Half an hour later Liz was joining the frenzy, turns out half their lights were either broken or unaccounted for, two cameras were damaged and the backstage set was completely missing. How could this happen? She trusted her crew to break down by themselves last night because she knew they wouldn't do anything to make more work for themselves the next day. They liked have time to grab something to eat and do a walk through before every show. This was a disaster and Liz had no choice but to call Paul. Liz managed to salvage the equipment they had and within an hour the arena almost looked like a SmackDown set when she heard someone screaming her name. Liz turned around and was face to face with an enraged Jackass Ted.

"This is bullshit! Complete shit! This bitch ruined us, look at this! No MAN would ever let things get out of control like this!" His face was beet red, he was so angry he was spitting when he talked.

"Ted, shut up! Everything was here last night after we broke down. Clearly something happened in here overnight. Paul is working with arena security to figure it out."

"How the fuck would you know what happened last night Lizzie!?" The way he said her name made her blood boil, "You were too busy having an emotional melt down, crying like a little girl! What do you have your period? Wanna blame it on PMS?!"

Liz was furious, she was clenching her fists at her sides, but Ted wasn't done yet, he was just getting started, "This is what happens when you put women in charge of a man's job! You get stuck with shit like this!"

The entire roster and set crew were all standing in the stage area watching in horror. "But we all know how Liz got this job, don't we? Her BFF Stephanie McMahon got her hired!" At this point Ted's face was only inches from hers, he thought she would back down, but not her she was too stubborn, even though she was scared by that crazed look in his eyes, she stood her ground, "Got anything else you want to say, Ted?"

"Yeah, Lizzie, maybe if you weren't so busy fucking Paul behind your best friend's back we wouldn't be scrambling to get a set together an hour before the gate opens." Liz lost it, she could take a lot of shit, but that crossed the line, she pulled her arm back and punched Jackass Ted square in the nose. He stumbled backwards as blood spurted from his nose, "You bitch! You broke my nose! You fucking bitch! You all saw that, she fucking broke my nose!"

Liz turned around on her heel and stormed out of the arena, by the time she got outside all of the adrenaline had left her system and her whole body was shaking. She doubled over and sobbed, she didn't even hear him coming until he was right behind her, she spun around to throw a punch and stopped just in time to see Phil standing there with an ice pack. He took her hand and examined her knuckles, he gently placed the ice pack on the back of her hand, "I am so proud of you! You throw a better punch than half the Divas on the roster."

Liz couldn't help it, she started sobbing again. "Hey, Lizzie! No, its ok, no one agrees with him, he's Jackass Ted!"

"I lost it, I've never punched anyone before, I'm no better than him. I just, I don't think I've ever been that angry before."

"You are a million times better than him, Lizzie. He deserved worse than what you gave him, you only broke his nose, if I had gotten my hands on him, he'd never walk again."

Phil pulled her close and held her until she stopped sobbing. She managed to compose herself and got back to her crew just in time for the show to start. Sam hugged her and she accepted high fives from the rest of the crew. If she didn't have their respect before, she certainly had it now. The SmackDown taping went on as smoothly as possible considering they didn't have a set for the backstage segments.

Liz helped the crew break down after the show and load everything into the trailers, they bought new locks for the trailers and only Liz and Paul had the keys, not that someone with a pair of bolt cutters couldn't get in if they really wanted to. She still had no idea how everything went missing but she didn't believe that Jackass Ted was to blame. He was loud and obnoxious, but he was too lazy to do all that damage, especially not when it resulted in more work for him. She wished she were travelling with Phil, but he was already on a plane and she had to ride in the buses with the rest of the crew. She wrapped herself in his hoodie and sank down into a seat in the back, who would do this and why?

Paul was reviewing the security tapes from overnight, he was furious, because of the damage to his equipment he not only had to buy new lights and a new backstage set up, but he had one crew member in the hospital with a broken nose and technically, he had to at least suspend his crew chief for punching a coworker. He knew that by letting Liz get away with it, he was proving Ted's point that she was here because of her friendship with Stephanie. Maybe he could tell everyone that he was docking her pay and then just not do it? But if he did that, he would be mobbed by 90% of his employees, they all saw it, Liz was justified in her actions. He shook his head and smiled, Liz sure had a sweet right hook. He turned his attention back to the security tapes as he saw someone sneak into the storage area with a crowbar and come out less than an hour later. The man looked familiar, he just couldn't figure out who he was. He watched the tape over and over again but he never got a clear view of the man's face. All he knew for sure is that it wasn't Ted, the man was too short to be Ted. Who else hated Liz enough to go through all this trouble?