For the first time in months, Liz woke up before her alarm went off, she knew she didn't get more than a few hours of sleep, but it was the best sleep she ever had. She never felt so comfortable and so safe with anyone before, she wanted to stay in Phil's arms all day. "Hey there my Lizzie, did you sleep well?"

"I never slept so well in my life," she said, "I wish we could stay like this all day long. I don't want to leave you. I just have a bad feeling about today."

"Don't worry, we'll get dinner after the show and then we'll spend the night together again. It will be fine." He said as he kissed the top of her head. "Let's get dressed and get breakfast. I'll drop you off at the arena on my way to the gym."

Punk pulled on some gym clothes and smiled as he watched Liz braid her hair, "What's that look for?" He walked up behind her and put his arms around his waist, "Just remembering what happened the last time I stood behind you like this", he said kissing her neck.

Liz felt her cheeks getting hot, "Yeah, um, that was some shower," she turned around to face him, looking up into his eyes and wrapping her arms around his neck, she stood on her toes and kissed his lips, sucking in his bottom lip and then plunging her tongue inside his mouth. He groaned and pulled her close, his tongue meeting hers. She broke the kiss and looked up at him again, still blushing slightly, her thoughts were all jumbled in her head. She started to say something and then stopped and buried her face in his shirt. "What's wrong, Liz? Tell me."

"Wrong? No, nothing is wrong, everything is great. Its just…" She sighed and looked at him again, his eyes were filled with love for her, she knew her heart was safe with him. "Phil, I love you."

Punk was thrilled, he couldn't believe his ears, Liz loves him. He wrapped his arms around her waist and squeezed her into a bear hug, lifting her feet off the ground, she squealed and laughed. "I love you too Lizzie, with all my heart." She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him again, a long deep passionate kiss, she wanted to put all her love for him into that kiss.

He wasted the whole day yesterday, he couldn't believe the way the crew was carrying on, there wasn't a single second where something was left unattended. He couldn't slip in and pull out a wire or erase a sound file or even bust a few light bulbs. If they were this organized six months ago, the production team wouldn't have felt the need to bring someone new in and he would have never laid eyes on Elizabeth Micelli. So far the only one who got what they had coming was Ted and he'd probably get his job back anyway, he's an asshole but he's good at what he does, no way Paul or Liz would want to let him go. He would have to devise a new plan, if he couldn't weasel a way in to destroy anything tonight, then he would just wait for Liz outside her hotel room, she'd never see it coming, he'll have to settle for putting her out of commission. But Punk was following her around now, he'd have to make sure that Liz went up alone and he knew exactly how to do it.

Liz still felt uneasy after Phil dropped her off at the arena, she hurried inside looking over her shoulder, she swore someone was out there, but the parking lot was empty. Soon she'd be in the production meeting with Paul and then she'd have her crew around her and then once the talent started coming in, she'd be surrounded by familiar faces. Maybe she could grab some lunch with Renee and Kaitlyn, she wanted to tell them that she was head over heels in love with Phil, of course, they probably already knew that, seemed like she was the last one to figure it out. But, they did make her promise to spill the details about their first date, a little girl talk was always good for the soul, maybe that would ease her mind.

The production meeting was fairly normal, she had to catch up with a few people to do some set placement and practice lighting and camera angles, but it was all pretty routine at this point. She rarely even had to consult with The Miz anymore when it was time to set up for his Miz TV segments. Not even the Divas gave her much grief anymore, not since their little sleepover party, she figured her new friends put in a good word for her. Liz smiled to herself, her life was really coming together, she had great friends, a great job and an amazing boyfriend but there was still one glaring black spot – the person who pushed her off that ladder and kept screwing around with her and her crew. Whoever it was would appear again soon, it had been too quiet, but then again, her crew wasn't leaving any openings either. Liz shook her head and went off to find her crew, they were still a man short so they didn't have time to mess around.

"All right bitches, let's get to work!" Punk yelled at his friends as he walked into the gym. Orton and Bryan were already warming up and Kofi and Cena had walked in just before he did. The four men just looked at each other, Punk was extra peppy this morning. "Guess your date went well last night," Bryan said.

"Actually, yes, it did. Thanks for asking, now who wants to spot me?"

Orton smirked and slapped Punk on the back, "You get any ass last night, bro?"

"Shut up Randall or I'll punch your face in, real men don't kiss and tell."

"So you did get some! Man, Liz had has a great set on her..."

Phil hauled off to punch him, "Stop talking about Liz and stop leering at her. She's not like your little parade of bimbos."

Kofi and Bryan got in between them and as usual, John was the voice of reason, "Alright, alright, whatever. Liz is officially Punk's woman and we will talk about her with the utmost respect. Same goes for the other ladies. Randy, you can do whatever you want with your bimbos, just keep your mouth shut about it. And if you make one more comment about another man's woman, I will punch you myself."

Paul slammed the phone down, he didn't believe it, the fingerprint results were back from the lab and there was only one set of prints on there that didn't make sense. They all matched the employee records that he had sent over and all of them could be dismissed as belonging there, except for one. Then his head of security came in with an update that turned his stomach. He had the foresight to request surveillance footage from all of the arenas where they had trouble with their set equipment, he reviewed hours of video and one person kept popping up where he didn't belong. He had already checked flight data and knew he was in the same city. After notifying the local police, arena security and hotel security, he went to give Paul the bad news.

Paul knew he had to find Liz fast, he had to warn her, this guy hurt her once, there was no telling what he would do next. He kept calling her cell phone, but it was going straight to voicemail, she probably forgot to turn it back on after they were done taping. He tried calling Punk but he wasn't answering, he grabbed his jacket and took off running towards the hotel.

Liz was relieved, the show went smoothly and they broke down the set quickly, cataloging every single item and locking it away in the trailers. They would head out in the morning for the next city, thankfully, it was only a three hour drive. Now she could head back to the hotel, change her clothes and get something to eat with Phil and some of the others. Renee was all over her about doing a double date, this girl was just too cute for words and with Sami, they were the perfect couple. A double date might be fun, Phil would probably go for it, he was up for anything.

She found Phil in the hotel lobby signing autographs and posing for pictures with a bunch of little kids. She smiled, you had to love a man that was good with kids, she tapped him on the shoulder and told him that she wanted to change out of her uniform before they headed out. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips and the fans cheered, she blushed, "I'll be back in five minutes, OK?"

"You better be! I'm starving. Don't make me come up there and drag you out!" Punk laughed, she was so cute when she blushed. "CM Punk, is that lady your girlfriend?" a little girl asked, "She is so pretty!" another one chimed in, then he heard "Girls are gross!" from a little boy, he just laughed.

Liz bolted through the doors as soon as the elevator opened and jogged down the hall to her room, she was hungry too and wanted to get out of her heavy cargo pants, maybe she would change into that cute sundress she bought the last time she went out shopping with Renee, Phil would love to see her in that. She got closer to her room and saw someone waiting outside her door, she instinctively reached for the pepper spray she kept in her pocket. She relaxed when she realized who it was, "Hey! You scared me! Why didn't you come to the arena? Everyone would have loved to see you!"

"This isn't a social call, bitch. Now open your door and get inside. Don't even think about screaming."