I wake up with a jump. Wow. I frown, wondering what woke me. My phone rings again and I smile. Ah yeah. That. I grab it and smirk. "Jon" I groan. "What's wrong?" "I miss you" he says. "It's wrong, you being at the hotel and me being here. Have you slept yet?" "Yeah" I say, stretching as I look as the clock. It's 4pm. "Holy shit yeah I slept! Why didn't you wake me sooner?" "I woke you?" he asks. "Shit babe I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." "Jon" I moan. "I need longer than two hours to get ready! So yeah, you should have called sooner." He laughs. "You're such a drama queen Ria" he says huskily. "You didn't moan about me acting last night" I say, moving the phone away from my ear quickly. "What?!" he yells. "Toots that was not acting. Was it?" I laugh. "You're way too easy to wind up Jon" I say. He groans. "You're too damn convincing" he says. I laugh. "Obviously" I say. "I mean, you believed me last night..." "Did you lie when you said you love me?" he asks suddenly. "What?" I ask. "Damn Jon, no fucking way! It's taken me long enough to say it, why the fuck would I lie about that? Fuck Jon! You know how much it means for me to say those words! I can't fucking believe this!" I hang up and throw the phone across the bed. It rings again straight away. I cut the call and turn the phone off, heading into the shower for a good think and a cry.

7.25 and I'm stood outside the arena. People are walking past me, rushing to get inside. Me, I'm in no hurry. I head inside and straight away security is next to me. "Mariana?" one asks. I nod and he gestures towards the backstage area. I shake my head. "I just wanna get to my seat" I say. He nods and leads me into the arena while the other one radios backstage. Damn Jon. "Can I get you a drink or anything?" the security guys asks. I shake my head and thank him before he walks away. "VIP treatment?" a girl next to me asks. I groan and shake my head. "Pissed off boyfriend treatment" I say smiling. She smiles as I take my jacket off. "You must have pissed him off bad" she says. "I mean, to be escorted to your seat by security." I nod. "That's me" I say shrugging. "Bad girlfriend." She laughs as the Smackdown theme starts playing and the house lights go down. Music starts playing and the crowd goes wild. Including the girl next to me. I smile and look up the entrance ramp, but I'm the only one looking there. Searchlights roam the crowd as the girl notices me looking in the wrong place. She laughs as she nudges me. "Up there" she says pointing. "The Shield always come in from up there." I gulp. The Shield. Fuck. Jon. He leads Joe and Colby down the steps, my eyes following him right until he's in the ring. He climbs on the ropes in front of me, his eyes burning into me. "Damn Ambrose looks mean tonight" the girl says. I nod as he jumps down off the ropes, joining Joe and Colby in the middle of the ring. I groan as I realise he's got a microphone in his hand. He really is mean. "One of the worst things you could do" he growls menacingly. "Is to cross us. Make enemies of us. Hell, even talk to us. But Evolution continue to get in our way. They never learn. But, now it's time for them to learn their lesson. The hard way." Joe chuckles into his microphone and starts talking, but I don't pay attention to him. Jon is all twitchy, walking around the ring and glancing over at me every so often. "Something has pissed Ambrose off" the girl says suddenly. "And I don't mean Evolution. He's just not right tonight." I nod absently as I watch him. More music starts and he smirks. "Uh oh" the girl squeals. "Evolution." I look up the entrance ramp and see Randy, Hunter and some other guy walking down. "Bathroom" I say quickly, standing up and running out of the arena.

10pm. My phone is still off. I know he's gonna be pissed. Real pissed. I hear a keycard being slid into the lock and quickly roll over in the bed, my back to the door. The light is turned on, then off again quickly. He groans. "Damn Ria" he whispers, sitting on the bed behind me and stroking my hair. I stare at the wall. "I'm sorry" he whispers. "I'm such a fucking ass! No wonder I don't do relationships. I know you love me, I know you weren't acting last night, and, well, I know you're awake now so roll over toots." I groan and roll over to face him. "Why did you run?" he asks straight away. I shrug. "The girl next to me said you looked pissed" I say quietly. "She said that it wasn't just Evolution that had pissed you off. I knew it was because I hung up on you. I needed you to be able to concentrate in the ring, especially with Randy and Hunter. Giving me the stare down every two seconds wouldn't have helped you. So I came back here." He nods and kisses my head. "You're right" he says finally. "I just didn't want you getting injured because you weren't paying attention" I whisper. He smiles. "Toots" he says wrapping his arms around me. "Next time, you're staying in the locker room." I smile and cuddle into him. "Uh Jon" I groan. "Can you get that swat vest off? I know I asked if we could take it home but damn it hurts!" He laughs and gets off the bed, stripping quickly before throwing the covers back and getting into bed with me. "Better?" he asks as I cuddle into him again. "Much" I whisper, kissing his chest. "Good" he whispers. "But my mouth is up here." He puts his fingers under my chin and lifts my head up, kissing me gently.