Colby told Jon he would pick him and Petula up in the morning as he was dropping them off at Petula's apartment after the show that night. Joe was getting a ride with his cousins The Usos to the next town so that the car ride in the morning wouldn't be so packed. There was no way anyway that Jon was going to leave Petula alone. Not tonight at least. The four of them had left the arena even before the pay-per-view had even started. Phil made sure to calm the heat at the arena because he was sure that news would spread through the staff and talent of what happened with Stu and Petula.

Even though he had been to her apartment earlier in the day, it was just Jon and Petula now. Just them and no one else. But he had to make sure Petula was okay. He knew she could do self harm to herself even without realizing it. She wasn't suicidal, but painfully pulling her hair seemed to calm her down.

Putting his feelings on the back burner, Jon found some food in the kitchen. He found some cereal and milk that hadn't gone bad yet. Better than nothing, he thought pouring a bowl for Petula.

She was sitting quietly on the couch, hadn't really said anything since they left the arena. It was like she gave up. It almost looked like she had.

"Here." Jon held the bowl out to her.

"I'm not hungry."

"Eat it, Petula, then go to bed. That's an order." His voice was stern, it had dipped as well.

She looked at his face then at the bowl. Then she took the bowl and the spoon that was held out to her. Jon eased back when she began eating and then he settled into the nearby chair, watching the distressed woman like a hawk.

"That's Dad's chair." She said after half of the bowl was eaten. "He liked reading Sir Arthur Conan Doyle books in that chair. He liked Sherlock Holmes the best."

"Eat, Petula. I'm not going to tell you again." Jon crossed his feet at his ankles while leaning back in the chair. "Eat and then go to bed."

"Eat and go to bed. Eat and go to bed." She repeated quietly, another nervous habit she had Jon noticed. At least she went back to eating.

How could he deal with this if he had her for himself? How could he deal with having an eccentric girlfriend like Petula? For one thing, he wouldn't have crawled into the arms of a bitch that was rude and cruel to Petula. Petula was not a perfect woman, that's what drew him to her. There were other 'perfect' women out there, he was around them all day but none of them appealed to him, not like this woman had. These 'perfect' women he worked with were constantly worried about their looks, having the best cloths, enhancing their bodies to be perfect. But Petula wasn't like that and that was what drew Jon to her.

Even though she had been loosing weight and she looked good, Jon fell for her before her looks. She cared about his feelings, worried that she would hurt them. But she never did. She was a valued friend to him. He didn't want to ruin that.

When Petula finished her bowl of cereal, she let Jon take the bowl. Without saying a word, she went to her room and closed the door behind her. Jon sighed and went to clean the bowl before getting himself ready for sleep on the couch.

Petula woke up early the next morning, around four or so to use the bathroom. Then as she was going to the kitchen for a drink, she noticed Jon on the couch asleep. He didn't have a pillow, he was using his arm for that but he also didn't have a blanket. So giving up on the drink, Petula went to her hall closet and pulled out a spare blanket.

Jon stirred slightly as Petula draped the blanket over him. He cracked his eyes as he felt her hands tucking the blanket around his body, cocooning him in warmth. It was nice to see her fuss over him and him alone. It was pretty damn good.

"Thank you, Tula." He sighed as he snuggled into a better sleeping position and closing his eyes.

Only they popped open when she kissed head forehead. Well that was a surprise. But he didn't say anything as she went to the kitchen. Petula got her drink and went back to bed. Jon easily went back to sleep after Petula had tucked him in.


"Dad always tucked me in if I fell asleep without a blanket. He'd kiss my head to get me to go back to sleep as well." She said as she was writing in a notebook.

Colby looked at Jon, who had some goofy smirk on his face. He was sitting quietly in the passenger seat looking happier than he usually did. Well something good came out of last night's sleep over but Colby wasn't sure what it was. Phil had repeated what Petula told Stu before she walked away from the relationship. Though she was really quiet since Colby picked her and Jon up that morning, she looked relatively okay.

Petula was in Colby's rental as he, her and Jon were heading to Oakland for Monday Night Raw. She would be in The Shield's locker room while they were out performing but she said she wanted to go do something before the show. What it was, neither man were sure but Petula had something on her mind.

With a list of thing on her, and a sketch of her plan, Petula left Jon at the arena. He didn't know where was she going but if she wasn't with Stu then Jon wasn't worried. She was going to get over this and she was going to do it in her own way.

A visit to a hardware store was her type of vacation. It took her mind away from being betrayed by someone like Stu. She wanted to do something for Jon, because he had stayed with her through just about everything. He was her constant one. She may have lost her father but she gained Jon in the end.

"Do you need help?" The store clerk asked as she was looking at some small metal plates.

"I'm trying to make a robot for a friend, a spy-bot. It had to be small, like a tarantula size."

"Tarantulas are big."

"That depends on who you're asking." Petula didn't even look at him, still trying to select her things wisely. "They have eight eyes and I'll need two micro cameras."

The man groaned, rubbing his balding head. She made no sense, at least to him.

"Look, you won't find what you need here."

"That's up for debate. Let me decide if I can or can't do anything."

She wasn't going to let some stranger ruin her special time. Sure she didn't find a lot of what she needed but there would be other things she would get later. Petula had to plan this in stages. She got the parts for the shell of the robot but she was going to have to be creative with finding the rest of what she needed.


"Hello." She picked up her phone.

She'd just gotten back to the arena. Petula was in The Shield's locker room trying to work on creating the outer shell of the robot spider body.

"Hey Petula, this is Chris Irvine. I wanted to let you know they gave Robot Combat League another season. I'm calling to see if you're interested in working with me again."

"Um…"

This was going to be hard for her.

What was she going to do? She had about two weeks to decide and come up with an answer for Chris. Sure she just lost her relationship with Stu, but she didn't want to loose Jon. She didn't want to loose any of her friends either.

Petula knew that working for CRL was what she really loved. Robots were her number one passion. But she was learning to love more than just her dad and robots. She was learning to love others as well.

Really, what was she going to do?


Well another one. Honestly I'm on the fence about this update. I'm not sure if I made sense at one point in the story. What do you think?