The next night on Raw, Kelly immediately went to find CM Punk. Kelly's first task was to make CM Punk fall in love with her, and she knew that wouldn't be hard. The next part would be even harder. Kelly found CM Punk sitting down on the floor, his head buried into his arms.

"Hey." Kelly said raising her eyebrows.

Punk raised his head, "Hey, beautiful." Punk smiled.

"Hey." Kelly said.

"You already said that." Punk pointed out.

"I know, but you hadn't said hey the first time so I had to respond." Kelly explained.

"Sure, sure." Punk replied.

"What are you doing here?" Kelly asked sloping down to sit beside him.

"Getting ready for a huge match." Punk told her.

"Oh, yeah. The intercontinental championship match tonight. Right?" Kelly asked.

"That's the one." Punk nodded.

"Well, maybe I could help you get ready." Kelly said sounding like a tease.

"I like the thought of that." Punk looked at her.

"Me too." Kelly rested her head on his shoulder.

"Do you have any matches tonight?" Punk asked.

"Actually, yes. One against Beth Phoenix." Kelly answered.

"Maybe I could help you get ready." Punk gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

Kane walked by the two, he looked in disgust as he caught Kelly's eyes. He gave her a look, she understood. Punk noticed Kane was staring at Kelly, "Don't you have better things to do?" Punk asked.

"No." Kane gruffly replied.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Punk said wrapping his arm around Kelly.

"Kelly." Kane signaled that he needed to talk to her.

"Leave her alone, she doesn't want anything to do with you." Punk said protecting Kelly.

"I don't want anything to do with you," Kane flared his eyes "Punk."

"Then get the hell outta here." Punk told Kane.

"I need to talk to Kelly." Kane angrily replied.

"I'm not going to let you hurt her." Punk said, as he heard his music hit.

"Oh, no. Bye Punk." Kane waved.

"Crap, Kelly. I have to go." Punk said as he walked away.

"Good luck." Kelly told him.

When CM Punk disappeared around the curtains, Kane locked his cold, dead eyes on Kelly. "You're doing a horrible job, Kelly. You have to make him fall in love with you at a faster rate. I mean, really, in love, like I was with you." Kane shuddered at the thought of Kelly and Punk.

"What do you want me to do? I don't want to do this at all." Kelly said.

"Shut up!" Kane tried to calm himself, "I know a perfect way." Kane told her.

"And what's that?" Kelly replied, she couldn't believe she was doing this, she was disgusted with herself.

"Get him in bed. Tell him how much you love him, and tell me if he says it too." Kane said walking away.

"Here's your winner, and the new intercontinental champion... CM Punk!" Lillian Garcia announced to the rowdy Chicago crowd.

Walking to the backstage, CM Punk looked for Kelly Kelly. As soon as he spotted her, he ran up to her. With the intercontinental title placed securely around his waist, he put his hands around Kelly's waist and his lips against hers. While everybody passed by, Kelly and Punk didn't seem to notice, all they noticed was each other. Finally, when they were tired, Punk hugged her.

"Congratulations. Your the new intercontinental champion. We should celebrate!" Kelly congratulated CM Punk.

"I know, I'm ecstatic." Punk planted another big kiss on Kelly.

"I see." Kelly said.

"Come on, let's celebrate." Punk nodded his head, as he and Kelly left the arena.