All About Us

by Stefanie Mizanin

Violet, Scarlet, and Charity have been in the WWE for about a year now. A few months ago they all go asked out by the guy of their dreams. They're all best friends. Follow along with each couple and find out where their realtionships take them.

34. Halloween 2012

It's only a few minutes or so until Raw starts. We're all at the arena and have been for a while now. We all were ready for the night since we wore the same clothes we had on for the whole day. Ted and Scar are in our locker room, not really paying attention to what was going on for the Superstars tapings, because he as usual was being touchy.

"Touchy..." She giggles.

"I can't help it."

"You never can."

"Not with your clothes."

"I swear you wear half of them just to torture me." He adds with a chuckle.

"It's possible."

"It so is." He laughs. "And this shirt..." He kisses her shoulder. "...is definitely one of them."

"Good to know."

"I'd just like to know where you've been hiding this."

"Oh...you'll never know where I hide the best stuff."

"Awww." He pouts. "That's no fun." He says in a baby voice.

"You're right, I will." He grins.

"Then you will never find out."

"That's fine. I like the surprise of not knowing what you're going to wear."

"Good. Because it's going to be a surprise every time."

"Looking forward to it like always."

"So I have the night off. Except for maybe an interview or promo or something."

"Good. More time to cuddle."

"And then once the show is over, we have the party to go to."

"I can't wait for that. Seeing you in that costume again..." He bites his lip.

"Yes yes I know." I laugh.

"Did you bring it with you?"

"Of course I did. It's easier to get ready here and then head right to where the party is."

"And when's your promo?"

"Whenever they come and get me I suppose. I wasn't told a specific time or anything."

"Darn."

"I know why you asked that though."

"Will you?"

"You want to leave early if we can."

"Actually, I just wanted you to change early, but that works too."

"Of course it does."

"Or did you want to wait for Vi and Justin?"

"They're probably gonna leave after his match. We'll see."

"Alright."

"But I know I'm definitely going to talk about how I want a new opponent to face for the title in my promo."

"I think it's about time you got a new one. This whole thing is getting old."

"It really is. I think I proved that last night."

"You did and it's time for you to have a new feud."

"I couldn't agree more."

"Hopefully Booker will give you a new one."

"I hope so."

"We'll find out soon."

"Tomorrow, I know."

"Never know, he could call you before then."

"True."

"We'll give him to the end of the show, if not then tomorrow we'll know."

"Right." She nods.

His arms go around her, pulling her closer to him while he lightly kisses her shoulder.

"And there you go again."

"There's so much skin and it's right there wanting to be kissed."

"I can tell."

"It's going to be a long night."

"Depending on what's planned, yes."

"Right."

"Heard Justin is going up against Del Rio though tonight."

"Oh boy."

"That's gonna be a good match."

"Oh yeah. Justin's high flying and Del Rio's in ring approach. Definitely going to be good."

"Can't really stand Del Rio myself though."

"I really can't either, but he's someone we have to put up with when here."

"Unfortunately."

"Luckily we haven't had to encounter him much though."

"Thank god."

"He doesn't even want to go there with me."

"No, but he would."

"We've been lucky. No one has bother us much."

"No. Probably because they know what we can do to them."

"Exactly."

"They're all scared of us."

"Just like they should be."

"Although Eve shows no fear...physically."

"She's scared. We can all see it in her eyes."

"Because I can really hurt her if I wanted to."

"You can and she knows that."

"I wanted to last night, but that's too easy."

"You'll get her when the time's right. I know you will."

"Of course I will."

"That's my girl." He grins giving her a kiss.

"I really don't think anyone realizes what I can do."

"They don't and they'll be very surprised when they see what you can actually do."

"They will be...unless they go back and watch my stuff."

"Right."

"You've already seen everything, so you know. And yes I know some of the stuff is hard to watch for you. What can I say, I wanted to be different."

"It is hard to watch, but I'm glad you did thing different. That's what got my attention the most."

"So you tell me all the time."

"I just love that you're like that."

"Of course you do."

"My perfect girl."

"Always."

"Love you."

"Love you too."

"Wonder what Vickie is gonna try and come up with for evidence on this supposed scandal of AJ and John's. Scandal my ass, Vickie is just jealous because AJ was made GM back then and she wasn't."

"I heard she has some evidence to show. Not sure what though."

"It's all lies, I'm telling you. And she really should talk about scandals. She had relationships with her talent. Just to get them what they wanted. Abuse of power."

"It really is. She doing right now too. Isn't her 'client' Dolph her boyfriend too? Like, come on."

"I know right?"

"She's a real piece of work." He shakes his head.

"Which is why I dread coming to this show now."

"Hopefully she won't be in charge anymore."

"She sucks up to Vince, he'll keep her around."

"If only he could see it's all an act."

"We can only hope he does someday."

"That will be a great day."

"Yes it will be."

"Can't wait for that day." He kisses across her shoulder to her neck, pressing light kisses as he moves to her cheek.

She turns, which causes his lips to move and she presses her lips against his, because she knew that was where he was going anyway. He moves her legs so she's sitting across his lap now, his one hand on her back, the other on her head while he kisses back. She can't help but to pull herself closer as her arms wrap around his neck, one hand going to his hair like always. He makes sure to hold her so that she can't move until he's ready to pull away. He keeps the kiss going for as long as he can until they need air.

"You always go until we need air...never fails."

"I want to kiss you as much a possible."

"You have forever to do that."

"I know and I love taking advantage of it too."

"Of course you do."

"Every chance I get."

"Which is a lot."

"Exactly."

"Now I believe the show is starting...I think we should pay some attention."

"Right."

She gives him one quick kiss before turning to look at the TV, and they start the show off with a highlight video of how Ryback got screwed out of winning the title last night, when the ref of the match would get involved, and hitting him with a low blow, and counting fast to declare Punk the winner.

"That was just wrong. I can't wait to hear why he did that."

Out first to start the show officially, was Punk, as he comes walking out with Paul Heyman in tow and he's limping, and also has his ribs taped up.

"Deserves it." I scoff.

"He does."

"You all thought that he was unbeatable. You all said it couldn't be done. You all thought...no you all knew that I was gonna be just another victim in this trail of bodies left behind by the monster Ryback. Well I proved you all wrong. Hey..hey bucket head. You were wrong. You were wrong. You were wrong. You were wrong. You..wrong. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong. You were wrong, you were all wrong, and you were proven wrong by me. The 344 days I have proved you all wrong. Hell, since day one, I have been proving you all wrong."

"Psh. Only because you been...oh I don't know...CHEATING!"

"I've defeated every single one of your heroes. I've survived everything they've had to offer. I remember when Rey Mysterio thought he could fly at my expense and I snatched him out of the sky and I put him to sleep. I remember the so called Apex Predator of Monday Night Raw, Randy Orton, saying that he was gonna send me to the hospital. And I proved that the Anaconda Vice is stronger than any Viper didn't I? And then there was a time when the resident superman of the WWE was John Cena."

"Don't even compare yourself to him. You're no where close to him."

"No, no he's not."

"He just needs to shut up and sit down...now."

"And as far as Ryback is concerned, he's not even in the conversation. I do want to take this time right now to talk about my monumental victory last night. Which should be applauded, but ever since that victory, it's been marred in controversy and people have the audacity to point a finger at me and accuse me of somehow, I don't know, convincing an official..to get physical with Ryback, to put his hands on Ryback."

"You so know you did." I roll my eyes.

"This will be a hard pill for all of you to swallow, but I had nothing to do with it. I was on Ryback's shoulders last night, and I knew Shell Shocked was about to be delivered and well I was half right, because I was shocked at what happened next. And I will tell you all the same thing that I told general manger Vickie Guerrero earlier today. That the only thing I'm guilty of, is taking advantage of a situation, produced by the actions of a rogue official. That official's name is Brad Maddox. Now just to show you exactly how incompetent Brad Maddox is, he was hired by former general manager AJ Lee. That should tell you something right there."

"Oh no he didn't just go there."

"I think he did."

"If anything, the only mistake she made was liking him."

"And his incompetence rears it's ugly head once again. You know a couple months ago, he cost me a match on Monday Night Raw. So I don't know if last night, he was trying to return the favor or something ridiculous, but trust me when I tell you that I had nothing to do with it."

"Lies. All lies. I know a lie when I hear it and you sir are lying." I point at the TV.

"You can not believe me, you can hate on me all you want, but the list goes on and on of your heroes that I've defeated. Triple H, hell Mr. McMahon, the entire titantower machine who's has tried to inexplicably erase me from their little history books. But I am in-erasable, I'm the best in the world."

"Psh. You're not the best. You stole that from Chris anyway."

"And I can stand here in this ring, on day 344 as your WWE Champion and proudly say that now I look at Ryback in a completely different way. And I look at him and he's in my rear view mirror, because it's behind me. I beat him, it is done, there will not be a rematch. I will move onto bigger and better things, I will give other competitors a shot, I will not be interrupted...no!" Punk stops when Mick Foley comes out.

"Haha. You got interrupted." I laugh.

"That's right everybody, hey look it's Foley..Foley. It's the homeless man who's clearly displaced by the storms in the northeast. Congratulations. We all recognize him."

"That's good, the way you make light of a situation affecting millions of Americans. Stay classy Punk. It's nice to know you've still got your sense of humor, seeing as less than 24 hours ago, you were left splattered on top of the hell in a cell. After a Shell Shock by Ryback."

"And he says he's not afraid of Ryback. Yeah right."

"What's your point Mick? Why are you even here? You know, the last time I saw you...the last time the world saw you, you were on the ground because I kicked your ass. Because I'll let you know, I don't like to be disrespected. And I got a feeling you came out here just to embarrass me."

"No no. I didn't come out here, right here in Charlotte, North Carolina...to embarrass you Punk. The way I see it, you did an excellent job of embarrassing yourself inside the cell."

"Oooohhhh...burn."

"Oh...so...what're you...you come here to judge me? Is that what you do? You come here to judge me?"

"No Punk, I'm not here to judge you. I'm here to tell you that a month ago I gave you a choice! I said, you wanna be a legend? Or do you want to be a statistic? I gave you a chance! To live up to a legacy and a tradition to Hell in a Cell and you blew it!"

"Tradition? You're gonna bark at me about tradition? Look at me. Look at me! Look at me Mick. This is your tradition. And this is the tradition the same legends would yell at you about, because you are the one who jump off roofs and you're the one who would throw yourself into barbed wire if it meant winning a match. And this is what your tradition does to superstars so don't yell at me about tradition."

"Someone needs to." I mumble.

"No, I don't suck, I'm not from Charlotte, North Carolina. Oh here we go, yeah come on, give me all you got, I have an idea. You want to bark to me tradition? This...for 344 days and we're approaching Survivor Series, the pay-per-view which I won this title. You keep popping up like a bad penny. Seems to me...like you want to do something about it, so I say with Survivor Series coming up, let's have a traditional Survivor Series match. Yeah, yeah. Team Foley against Team Punk."

"I don't think that's a good idea Punk..."

"Your team against my team. Team Foley vs Team Punk. You're on."

"I'll tell you right now, whoever you pick, we're gonna get rid-" Punk gets cut off by Ryback coming out.

"Oh boy. Someone's not in a good mood."

Punk and Heyman retreat through the crowd, leaving Mick and Ryback in the ring. The show goes to the first commercial break from there.

"Well, looks like someone is scared."

"If that's not scared, then I don't know what is."

"In Punk's words, that would be casually leaving."

"You've got a point." He chuckles.

"We've heard the same thing from him for months, he's getting that predictable."

"Tell me about it."

"Anyway, you got anything tonight?" I turn on his lap to face him.

"I've got a match."

"Oh? Against who?"

"Del Rio."

"Oh..." I bite my lip. "...at least you're in action tonight."

"And it's non-title. Thankfully."

"That makes me feel a lot better. I was worried for a second."

"What about you? What do you have?"

"Nothing much. Just a promo."

"Oh good, you get an easy night."

"I just wish we both did."

"I know."

"When is your match?"

"It's actually the last match."

"Awww. That means you'll have no time to relax before the party."

"Unfortunately."

"If you're to sore, we can just go back to the hotel. It'll be fine with me."

"We'll see."

"Alright." I nod. "You're my main concern. Always will be."

"Right, I know."

"Good thing, we have most of the night alone."

"I know right?"

"I know you love that thought."

"I really do."

"You're already starting too and the show just came on." I giggle since his hands have been wandering.

"Oops."

"You know I never mind. I can do the same to you too." I run my one hand down his chest and the other to the back of his neck.

"How well...I know..."

"It's getting to you already." I smirk, lightly moving my hands over the back of his neck, my fingers slipping under his shirt.

"Everything you do gets to me."

Trust me, I know."

"Of course you do."

"You love it." I whisper in his ear just as I run my fingers over the waist of his pants.

"...so much..."

"I know what my guy likes..." I nip at his ear.

"I know what you like too."

"You do." I mumble, moving from his ear to his neck, lightly nipping at his skin as I go.

"Well...at least I haven't changed yet..." He chuckles.

"No, but I think you should start..." I tug at his shirt.

"...not here though..."

"I just want your shirt off."

"May have to work to get that off."

"Challenge accpected." I grin, moving to the spot on his neck, hover my lips over it while my hand runs over his abs under his shirt.

"You're killing me."

"..that's the point..." I mumble, dragging my tongue over the spot on his neck.

His hold on me ends up getting tighter as he holds me closer to him, and I feel him tense. I do it one more time before making my way to his lips. Once I get there, he tries to kiss me, but I stop him.

"Can it come off?"

"I suppose."

I move my hand from under his shirt then move my other hand down so I'm able to pull it off. Once it's off, it gets tossed to the side and my hands start to wander.

"Now you can kiss me."

"That's what I've been waiting for the whole time." He grins, not wasting any time and presses his lips to mine.

My hands rest on his chest for now while I try to keep up with the intensity of the kiss. His one hand that was resting on my knee moved to my thigh causing me to tense. He waits for the right moment then squeezes down on it just enough to get a slight reaction out of me. I make small noises into the kiss, matching his intensity. In retaliation, my hands move to his hips and to his indents, and I wait until he's not paying attention to press into them. A slight growl comes from him as he tenses up even more. I smirk, pressing my fingers into them again. It gets to the point where he can't take anymore, and his hands move from my thighs, grabbing my hands and lacing his fingers with mine. I whine into the kiss at not being able to touch him, but keep the kiss going at the same time.

"That was...enough torture..." He mumbles.

"...for now..." I mumble.

"Yes...for now..."

He focuses back on the kiss for a bit longer before starting to slow it down even though I protest.

"More later, I promise."

"Holding you to that."

"You always do."

"Yes I do."

"But you know I always stick to my promises."

"You haven't let me down yet."

"Never will."

"Good." I rest my head on his shoulder, nuzzling his neck. "Love you."

"Love you too."

He kisses the top of my head making sure to hold me securely in place. I peek my head from him neck to see what was going on with the show. Ryback was in the ring only now and his music was playing. Heading to the ring however was JTG, Vickie had him face him. It wasn't very long as usual, Ryback in the end hitting Shell shocked and picking up the win.

"I guess it's too hard to ask for a decent match."

"It would seem that way."

"Excuse me Ryback? Ryback, after the events that happened last night, you must have an appetite for revenge."

"Revenge is a confession of pain. I am not hurt, I'm hungry. And when I feast again, it will be on CM Punk! Feed me Punk! Feed me Punk! Feed me Punk!"

"Uh...that's a bit...disturbing."

"Just a bit."

Once he was gone, they advertise the next match which would be Randy vs Wade.

"This should be good, with all their history and bad blood with each other."

"I know right?"

"I just hope Randy doesn't get hurt like last time. I don't feel like hearing Wade gloat again."

"No, that just gets annoying."

"Tell me about it."

"How did you deal with him when you first started out?" I add.

"It was hard, but I mostly tuned him out unless it was something I needed to know."

"Which seemed like a lot back then."

"That was the only bad thing."

"But we don't have to worry about that anymore."

"Thank god for that. That would mean, you know who, would still be around."

"Oh, I know."

"I would go completely and totally crazy."

"I think we both would."

"But, as long as you are here with me, none of that matters."

"Exactly."

We turn our attention back to the TV just as the match was underway. In the end, after a hard fought match, it was Randy catching Wade with the RKO en route to picking up the win in the match.

"Always with the RKO. Never fails."

"Haven't seen a time where it did fail."

"Nope. It's lethal."

Then going backstage, AJ was in Vickie's office.

"Excuse me. Ms. Lee. I have asked you to be here tonight, you can explain away your affair with John Cena."

"I did not have an affair with John Cena. Okay, we are just friends."

"I for one believe AJ. We can be friends with other guys without it being an affair."

"Don't raise your voice at me, you know, the board of directors did fire you based on your actions. And since they've asked me to consider hiring you as an in-ring performer, a WWE Diva, I mean as managing supervisor of Raw, the board of directors has entrusted me to determine whether you have the physical character and the...let's just say the potential to succeed under my administration. Um...is there a problem Ms. Lee? You know, it's alright. I have all the information I need. Good day."

"Oh...if I was AJ, I'd slap her right now."

"Okay wait. I'm sorry. Okay? I just want to compete, I want be a performer again."

"Great. Then we'll start with our first question. What do you consider your biggest weakness?"

"I don't know, I...I guess I can...become too emotionally attached...to my job."

"Are you telling me that you're crazy?"

"Oh she did not just go there."

"Nevermind. When I come back to my office, I want you to give me one good reason why I should issue you a contract." She laughs and leaves the room.

"That was down right mean."

"Well she's as mean as they come so.."

"I know, but giving her hopes up like that...that's just wrong."

"It really is."

Then that cut to backstage and the interview area where Josh was, and he introduced Scar.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, the Women's Champion Scarlet."

"Now Scarlet, we saw you defend last night against Eve. There's word going around that she wants another match. What are your thoughts on that?"

"Honestly Josh, I feel she's gotten enough chances, and she's blown them all."

"It would seem like she did, but that's not how she see it. I heard she went to Vickie about this."

"Really? What is Vickie going to do? She's not the GM of SmackDown is she? Last time I checked, I'm on SmackDown, not Raw. Yeah sure I come here from time to time, but that's because I hold this title right here and I can be on both shows. Vickie can't do anything, Eve knows very well she has to go to Booker T regarding the situation."

"Maybe she did and then went to Vickie. This is Raw and if she wants a match here, Vickie is the one to go to for that."

"We'll see about that. Looks like I have to go have a little talk with Eve and Vickie now won't I?"

"It would seem that way."

"Well, I'll leave you with one thing before I go. Last night was the last match I had against Eve for my title for a while. And I'll make sure it stays that way, if it's the last thing I do." She states, before walking off camera.

"What are you going to do?" Ted asks.

"First I'm gonna confront Eve, see if it's true. If it is, I'm going to Vickie. I'm tired of Eve crying to authority figures when she can't get her way."

"This I'm going to love watching." Hr grins.

"Of course you are." She laughs, as they reach the Divas locker room, because that's most likely where Eve is. "You stay here because obviously you can't go in. I'll go bring her out instead. Even if I have to drag her out by the hair."

"I'll be here." He kisses her quick.

She nods and heads in, looking around for Eve, and then she spots her.

"Eve!" She exclaims, storming over to her.

"Scar..." She looks shocked. "...uh...what do you want?" She tries to act tough.

"Don't you 'Scar' me. And you're not even allowed to call me that. You say my full first name. And don't try to act so tough. You went to Vickie didn't you?"

"I-I...no. Why would I?" She starts to back away.

"Uh uh, don't you back away." Scar growls, reaching out and grabbing her by the hair and almost dragging her to the door, throwing her out into the hallway.

"What is the matter with you?! Watch the hair!"

"What's the matter with me? What's the matter with you? Crying to Vickie about a rematch for the title? After you blew all your chances?"

"So what if I did! I deserve a fair chance at that title. You've cheated in every match we've had. I want a fair match and I want to pick what kind of match it is!"

"Cheated? How? Please enlighten me."

"Your moves were all wrong, you were so off on some of them, some of them were illegal. The list goes on honey."

"Oh don't be jealous because you can't hold a flame to the talent I have."

"Talent? You call what you have talent? Don't make me laugh. You won that title by fluke. I have more talent in my split ends then you have in your whole body...oh wait, I have no split ends so you have no talent." Eve smirks.

"You want split ends, because I can give you split ends."

"Honey please...you don't even deserve to be speaking to me right now." Eve puts her hand in Scar's face.

Scar scoffs and grabs her by the wrist and twists her hand.

"Do that again and I break this hand. I'm warning you...don't mess with me. I wasn't signed to the Divas Division just for my looks you know."

"Really? I thought that's the reason you and that talentless Violet were brought here."

"Seriously Ted, what do see in her?" She adds, looking over at him. "Out of everyone in the division, and she's the one you pick?"

"You leave him out of this." Scar grits her teeth.

Eve manages to get her hand free and shoves Scar away, then proceeds to walk away, most likely to go tattle to Vickie about what she did to her. Scar grumbles to herself and go after her, grabbing her by the hair again. This time she finds an equipment crate and throw her into it. Eve slides down to the floor as she leans against it. Scar gets down to her level and get right in her face.

"I'm not telling you again. You don't know what I'm capable of. I've done things that you wouldn't even imagine doing. I'm dangerous. Now excuse me while I go talk to Vickie."

Eve doesn't move, she just stays there holding her head.

"That's what I thought." Scar smirks, before standing, Ted and her heading to find Vickie next.

It doesn't take to long until they find where Vickie was. They walk up to her and get her attention.

"Vickie, can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Excuse me? Don't you see that I'm busy here? I have something big planned for tonight that I need to handle."

"This won't take long I promise. It's just concerning Eve. Did she actually come to you and ask for a rematch? A rematch where she picks what match it is?"

"Eve? Oh yeah. She did. I told her to talk to Booker about it."

"So you're not considering a rematch for an episode of Raw then? Not that I want one, but I was led to believe that you would be making that happen."

"It would have to be approved by Booker first. You're on Smackdown no matter if you're a title holder or not. You're his talent so he has to make that decision. If Eve was the title holder, I could make that decision, but no I did not."

"Alright, that's all I needed to know, thank you." Scar nods, walking away.

"You feel better after that?"

"Much better. Beating Eve up was a plus."

"Good. And, if I do say so...that was really hot." He grins.

"She just infuriates me...to the point where I snap."

"Well, you don't have to worry about her on Raw anymore. We'll talk to Booker tomorrow about Smackdown too."

"Right." She nods.

"Now back to the room."

"Good, because I need to relax. Eve had no right trying to bring you into all this."

"No she didn't and I'll help you relax."

"I know you will."

"Always do." He kisses the top of her head as they head back to the locker room.

Because of everything, they ended up missing the match that went on after the whole thing with Vickie and AJ. As they got back to the room, Vickie had gone out to the ring, clearly to present evidence of the scandal between John and AJ.

"I bet it's going to be something lame and not even real."

"I know right? Can't wait to see this train wreck."

"We're about to find out too."

She says that she's out there to assure everyone that it's the start of a new era of Raw, and era of credibility and integrity. She continues that she had promised indisputable evidence of the relationship between John and AJ, and then brings John out himself.

"I smell something fishy and it's not John either."

"The reason I'm out here with you tonight, is to clear all this up. Please show the world your proof."

"Well John, I'd be happy to. Shall we start with the footage from three weeks ago in this very ring. When you asked AJ out on a date."

"Are you serious? He was not for real."

"Everyone knows that besides her."

"Obviously."

"Yup, that's right. In this very ring, I asked AJ out to In and Out Burger. And in this very ring I've also referred to myself as The Fighting Fruity Pebble, The One Armed Man, and I've referenced the ill-forgotten TV show Manimal, it was a joke. Everyone here understood it, everyone at home understood it."

"Hahahaha, this is so funny but, about the footage from last week?" She motions to the tron and the backstage footage of John comforting AJ after losing her job was shown, when he hugged her.

"I see nothing wrong with him trying to console her."

"Yeah. That one's easy. Aj just lost her job, because of you. It was a job she'd never thought she'd had, a job she wanted her whole entire life, and she lost it. Not because she made bad decisions, but because of your allegations. I was being a good friend, I was giving her a shoulder to cry on, I was consoling her."

"So are you trying to say that good friends meet for romantic dinners?" She motions again and a picture pops up of John and AJ at dinner.

"Oh my god. He's in a t-shirt for crying out loud. His t-shirt. If that was a romantic dinner, he would be more appropriately dressed."

"Right? He is a off her nut with this."

"That...was the dinner I told the world about last week. I had dinner with AJ, a business dinner to discuss my condition and when I would return to Monday Night Raw. That was a picture from that dinner."

"Well John, you're pathetic. You seem to have an answer for everything. So let's try this footage." She motions to the tron again and it's video of AJ getting onto the elevator with him.

"So they left at the same time. There's nothing wrong with that at all."

"AJ's giving you googly eyes, she's giving you this sweet little...what's this, body language. You're looking at her and all of a sudden, would you be in the elevator saying maybe 'come here'? Just coaxing her right into the elevator?"

"What you saw was two people getting into an elevator, that's it."

"That's highly unlikely."

"No...no. I've been honest this whole time, and I'll continue to do so. We got in the elevator, I walked AJ to her door. And that was it."

"If only she'd believe that."

"I know right?"

"You know what? It's a good thing I'm in charge on Monday Night Raw. Because I would not even have my faith in that disgusting, psychotic, unstable..."

"..enough. Whoa whoa whoa. You can call me all the names you want, but when it comes to AJ, first of all she's more resilient, she's stronger, and she's certainly more attractive than you would ever be."

"Oooohhhh buuurrrn."

"Once again, from John Cena's mouth, you think that AJ's resilient? And wait, you think that she's attractive? Oh John that is so sweet."

"I said she was attractive but not attract...I mean more attractive than you'll ever-" He gets cut off my Dolph coming out.

"He always had to put his two sense in." Scar rolls her eyes.

"Because of you inability...to control your sophomoric urges, myself and the entire WWE Universe see you and AJ for what you really ar-" He gets stopped, when John grabs the mic, and stares him down.

"Listen real good. You like to talk? Just make sure you never mention mine and AJ's name in the same sentence again." He shoves Dolph down and exits the ring, Dolph just sitting there like he's upset or something.

"Aw, poor baby got pushed."

"Go cry everyone a river."

"Knowing him, he will." She laughs.

It was a quick break before the next match of the night, Kofi would go one on one with Cesaro in a non-title match, with Mike on commentary.

"This should be interesting. Mike has really made this whole feud comical."

"While traveling this country..." Cesaro stops when a USA chant breaks out. "While traveling this country, as YOUR United States Champion, I discovered something. America has the fattest children in the world!"

"Now that can't be true."

"And to make things even worse, Halloween is coming up. That silly, American holiday where obese kids go door to door begging for more sweets from irresponsible, idiotic adults who don't see a crisis even if it's standing right in front of them dressed up as a fat Power Ranger

"Hey! Halloween is not all about that. Most parents watch what their kids eat so just shut up!"

"Now more than ever, America needs Antonio Cesaro as their United States Champion."

"No we don't. You don't deserve to hold that title."

"Now he does not and that's why Justin had it."

"If he thinks he's going to get it back from Justin, he can think again."

"That's for sure."

During the match, Kofi gets into an argument with Mike at ringside and shortly after this, Kofi tosses Cesaro into Mike. This results in Mike attacking Kofi, ending the match in a DQ. After the match, Cesaro and Mike work together and try to beat down Kofi, but Truth would come running out and make the save, clearing the ring of both Cesaro and Mike.

"Not him. Anyone but him. And not cool at all."

"Honestly does anyone really care about him anymore?" She adds. "I sure as hell don't."

"I don't think anyone really does."

"I just want it to be your match already so we can go to the party." I sigh.

"Me too, but it's coming up soon. Time will fly right by."

"I hope so."

"Just try on to think about all that. It'll go slower. Just focus on this..." He kisses my shoulder making his way to my neck slowly.

"If you're going to do what I think you're going to do, then don't leave marks. Can't be marked up when I go out there with you."

He groans against my skin continuing his way up my neck.

"I know, I know."

He then moves his one hand to my stomach, lightly running his fingers over my shirt. I tilt my head to the side, my eyes falling shut as I relax into him.

"Relaxed?" He asks.

"Mmhmm."

"Good."

He kisses along my neck a bit longer, not leaving any marks this time. He moves from my neck to my jaw then my lips, giving me a quick kiss.

"Love you."

"Love you too...so so much."

"I love you more."

"We love each other just the same, which is a whole lot."

"It really is." He nods.

"This right here proves it." I hold up my hand with the ring he gave me. "I still can't believe you got this for me."

"You deserved it."

"So you tell me all day every day." I smile, looking at the ring.

"And I'll keep telling you every day."

"I know you will too." I kiss his cheek.

"I mean you have to admit you care a little bit about him." Vickie starts as the show comes back on the air, fading into her and AJ in her office.

"Oh god Vickie. Nothing's going on and you know that okay?"

"Wait, just tell me a little thing. How was the pillow talk and did he give you a good...good night kiss? I mean was he romantic and sweet and did you all say sweet nothings to each other? Look, just to admit that you care for John Cena, I'll put you on my roster, I'll make you a WWE Diva, I mean your problems will be solved."

"No. I'm not going to do that, because nothing happened. Okay, I don't know who gave you those pictures or the video or who's starting these rumors, but I refuse. Look Vickie, the WWE means everything to me. But you are not worth lying for. Or hurting John, or shredding my dignity. This interview is over."

"Amen AJ. I couldn't have said it better myself."

"Wait. You're hired. But under one condition. If you ever ever lay a hand on me, you will never ever be allowed around this company again. So, welcome back to work, and for tonight your first match will be against Beth Phoenix."

"Thanks Vickie." AJ says, her attitude changing and she walks out of the room.

"Uh...what was that? It was like she just did a 180 on Vickie."

"Either that or she doesn't want to lose her job again."

"I don't know, but that was kinda scary."

"She's a strange girl."

"Very strange, but sweet as can been off camera."

"Yes."

That then cuts to Cole and JR ringside and they cut to an interview that Heath, Jinder and Drew did

"So gentlemen, tell me, what is 3MB?"

"What is 3MB? 3MB is more than just any three man band." Heath answers first.

"We are transcendent." Jinder adds.

"We connect with the people because they love us. And we love them."

"We each are very talented musicians and we take our craft very seriously. But I can admit, I'm kind of the class clown. I have the reputation of being the fun one."

"When people think Rockstars, they think pathetic, scrawny toothpicks. Let's take Bono. If his life was on the line, I'd guarantee you he could not do one dead lift." Drew adds.

"That's beautiful man. Man I would say life in 3MB going great for us. Am I right?"

"Does this mean we're finally going to hear you perform?"

"What is that supposed to mean man? Are you pressuring us?"

"Does it look like we work at Lenscrafters? We can't put out smash hits in one hour or less. We are artists."

"Do you think any reporters walked up to Michelangelo and said, hey Mike are you nearly finished with that naked statue about now?"

"No I don't think they did. And you know what, this interview is over. And the only thing you need to remember is..."

"3." Jinder starts.

"M." Heath adds.

"B." Drew finishes.

"Ugh. Will you all just shut up!" I roll my eyes.

"I think they listened to you." Justin chuckles as that led to the next match of the night.

"Good. The less I see and hear of him, the better."

Well I don't think that's an option right now." Justin says as Santino and Zack would team up to face Heath and Jinder.

"Ugh. I hope they get their asses kicked...and good."

In the end, it was a distraction by Drew that would allow Heath to hit the Drum Solo on Santino to win the match.

"Oh my god. Are you kidding me?! That was totally not fair!"

"I think we know who they're pushing as a group now."

"I don't like it. Not one bit."

"I don't think anyone likes it."

"No. Now this means we're going to be seeing more of him. He just better not even think of challenging you for the title."

Just then there was a knock on the door and I could hear a backstage attendant calling for me, telling me that my promo/interview was coming up next.

"Alright. It's time to go."

"What're you gonna talk about?" Justin asks as he lets me go so I can get up.

"Probably about Rosa and how she 'thinks' she has a chance at the title since she took out Layla and about that too."

"Ah." He nods, getting up as well.

Once he's up, we lace our fingers together, grabbing our titles. We then head out to where the interview will be. When we get there, all we have to wait is for the commercial break to be over. Once it was over, the camera panned to Josh as he introduced me then it made it's way over to me.

"Violet, last night at Hell in a Cell, you were set to go one on one with Layla in her rematch for the Divas Championship. But as what was revealed before you went out for said match, Layla was attacked from behind. You then proceeded to head out to the ring and call out Rosa, who we all saw attacked Layla, preventing her from getting her title rematch. Your thoughts?"

"My thoughts? Hmm...that was such a cowardly thing to do on Rosa's part. Then to come out and deny that she did anything when we all saw her. That just shows how low she will go to get something. Let me tell you this. That does not work with me. If you want a match with me for this title then you have to EARN it not take out the competition and expect to get the match. Sorry, but I proved last night that Rosa is not ready to face me, let alone have this title."

"Many people are saying though, with you being the title holder on SmackDown, that she's going to go to Booker T about a possible title match."

"I highly doubt that will happen. She has not proved that she can beat. I'll face her in a non title match and then and only then if she beats, I'll give her a title match. Until then, I'll just have to take that up with Booker."

"So, you'll just have to wait and see until Friday to see what happens." I add.

"Right. Anything else you want to add?"

"Actually there is. If she even thinks about doing that to me, then she's got another thing coming. I'm way smarter than she is and I've proved that since day one and I'm still proving it. She just needs to stay out of my way."

And with that I walk off camera and Justin follows. I grumble to myself at the thought of her wanting a title match already.

"She picked the wrong person to mess with." I grumble under my breath.

"So much for being relaxed..."

"We'll just talk to Booker about this."

"We can, but this is not how I wanted this night to go. Now I'm all...grrrrr." I lowly yell.

"Hey hey hey...relax...please..." He says, wrapping his arms around me, and making me stop walking.

"It's just her...she makes me this way."

"I know...I know."

"It's just...ugh." I sigh, taking a deep breath.

"Let's just get back to the room, we can relax there until my match, okay?"

"Alright...we can try."

"As long as we do that."

I nod, leaning into him as he starts to walk again. Once we get to the room, Justin sits and has me sit on his lap and he wraps his arms around me tight.

"If only we could stay like this for the rest of the night."

"I know. Because I know how much it helps you calm down."

"It really does." I lean back into him more.

"We'll use this time wisely then."

"I know you're good at that."

"Yes I am."

"You always are. You know exactly what to do too."

"Wouldn't be a good boyfriend if I didn't know what to do."

"That's why you're the best boyfriend."

"I try."

"You don't even have to."

"But you know I still do."

"I know and that makes me love you even more."

"I know it does."

"Of course you do."

"And the things you do, make me love you even more."

"Oh how well I know."

"Every day."

"Forever and ever too."

"Yes, forever and ever." He repeats.

"I love you soooo much." I give him a kiss.

"I love you soooo much too." He grins.

I lean into him getting more relaxed the more he holds me. He starts talking to me in his language and the helps me calm down a lot quicker. It now came time for AJ's match against Beth. In the end, AJ caught Beth with a roll up out of nowhere, scoring an upset over Beth.

"Did I just see that? AJ actually beat Beth?" I stare in shock.

"It seems like she did."

"That...that...just...wow. I'm speechless."

"AJ. AJ." Vickie says as she comes walking out. "You know for a girl who wants to be a superstar more than anything in the world, I expect...no...I demand a lot more from you."

"She beat Beth. That is a lot for a girl to do!"

And that's when Beth attacks AJ from behind.

"Oh AJ, you really need to pay a lot more attention out there. So look, I'm gonna give you one more chance to do better. Referee, restart the match. I SAID RESTART THE MATCH!" She demands and the bell rings.

"Wrong. She won the first time. You not liking her is no reason to do this to her." I roll my eyes.

In the restarted match, Beth drops AJ with the Glam Slam to pick up the win over her.

"I knew that was going to happen."

"Because Vickie has a personal vendetta against AJ now."

"It's going to come back to bite her and I'm going to laugh when it does."

"Well we can all hope it does come back to bite her."

"Hopefully it does."

"At least we don't have to appear very often on Raw. The less we have to deal with her the better."

"Thank god for that."

"Only show up when we're needed. But we really belong on SmackDown."

"Right."

Shortly after that, Sheamus had come out to the ring, but not for a match as he had grabbed a mic.

"Last night, Big Show was the better man. I mean...I mean he knocked me out. It took two knockout punches to do it, but he knocked me out. I mean...but look here's the thing. I didn't come to WWE to always win. I came here to fight! And last night, last night was the greatest fight of my entire life. I mean, I stood toe to toe with a 7 foot, 500 pound giant and I pushed him to the limit fella. That's why I came to the WWE. And what a match it was. Big Show kicking out of a Brogue Kick, me kicking out of a knockout punch, the crowd were on their feet! But ultimately, Big Show scored with a sized blow and won the match."

"That was a good match. I still can't believe they both kicked out as much as they did."

"He won the battle, but this war...this war is far from over. Because right now I am dying to get back into the ring with the Big Show. I am dying for another fight. And when I step into the ring with him again, I guarantee you, it's not gonna be a fight, it's not even gonna be a battle. It's gonna be an all out war! And when that war is over, I'll still be standing here with a smile on my face and the World Heavyweight Championship back where it belongs. Around my waist."

"Good luck with that. You're going to need it."

"May need more than the Brogue Kick to get it back though."

"Exactly. He needs something bigger."

That's when Big Show comes out, getting into the ring himself with a microphone.

"You gave me everything you had. Even your much talked about Brogue Kick by all your hooligan friends. And what happened? You came up short didn't you? I did exactly what I said I was gonna do. I walked in there, I knocked you out and I walked out with the World Heavyweight Championship. Sheamus, you want to talk about...battles and wars and how you're gonna rise above. Sheamus that fight...I'll be honest with you...that fight took me to levels that...I didn't know I was capable of. Of all the superstars I've competed against, no one's ever made me dig that deep, to want something that bad. But you know what happened? It was like a nice, bright light. 'Cause I realized I don't have any limits. There is no stopping me. You talk about wars and battles, Sheamus if you come at me like another war, you're gonna be like Custer's last stand, you're gonna be Custer. You understand? It'd be like...it's like bringing a glass of water to a burning building, and this building's on fire!"

"Whatever you say Show."

"You know, he is such a buzz kill right now."

"He really is. I don't want to listen to him anymore."

"I don't think anyone wants to."

"If only he had a mute button."

"I know right?"

"Whatever you bring just isn't gonna be enough. I've wiped smiles off of people's faces, and I enjoy it. And I'm gonna enjoy knocking the smile off of your face. Sheamus look at me you red-headed ginger snap. You...can't beat me. And you will never take this championship from me."

"You know what Show, that was...that was a magnificent speech. I mean, beautiful. You know, congratulations on winning the World Heavyweight Championship. But fella, I've got a question for you. Have you ever actually seen a ginger snap?" Sheamus asks, tossing the mic and getting Show on his shoulders, hitting him with White Noise.

"Oh damn! That's on pissed off ginger."

"No kidding." Justin chuckles.

"I have a feeling this is going to be on hell of a feud."

"Oh, definitely."

"Can't wait to see what they have planned for each other."

"Right? One feud that seems like it'll actually be worth paying attention to."

"It really does. Looks interesting already."

After the commercial, John was shown backstage with AJ, talking with her.

"Look at you, you're back in the ring. We're gonna get it straightened out, I promise okay? Keep your chin up." He walks away, leaving AJ there with a smile on her face and Vickie is spying on them.

"Oh boy. She's so going to use that against them."

"Obviously."

AJ walks away and Vickie comes out of her hiding spot, with a grin on her face. She then turns to see Beth.

"Vickie, Vickie, I just wanted to stop you and thank you so much for restarting the match like that. It just...it meant a lot to me."

"You're welcome Beth, but...you know if you had done your job right the first time, I wouldn't have been put in that position to restart the match. I can't and won't tolerate a performance like that."

"What're you talking about?"

"It is my unfortunate duty to inform you, effective immediately, you're fired."

"What?!" I exclaim. ""There was no need for her to go that to her!"

"Makes you wonder how'd she treat you or Scar if you were on the Raw roster like Beth."

"Another reason I'm glad we're on Smackdown. Booker knows how to treat us. Vickie is just jealous we're all better than she is."

"That's exactly what she is. That and she abuses power too much."

"She does and it's sad that no one sees it either."

"Because she sucks up and acts like a completely different person around the boss."

"Exactly." I mumble, rolling my eyes.

That led to the next match of the night where Cody and Damien would go against Rey and Sin Cara. At the end of a hard-fought match, it was Damien dropping Sin Cara with the Terminus to pick up the win for him and Cody.

"I saw that coming from a mile away."

"Pretty predictable." Justin nods.

"Way to predictable. They need something new."

Then there was a knock on the door, and it was an attendant again. This time, he told the us that all the superstars and divas were needed out on the stage because there was going to be a check presented up next for how much was raised for the Susan G. Komen charity.

"I've been waiting all night for this." I say as we get up.

"Can't wait to see how much was raised."

"Me either. This is kind of special to me too."

"It's special to a lot of people." He nods.

"I know."

"I'm pretty sure we raised a lot, what with the merchandise and such."

"I'm sure we did."

"After you." He lets me walk ahead of him.

Once I'm out the door, we lace our fingers then head to the curtain. Just as Justin and I get there, that's when Ted and Scar get there as well.

"Hey you."

"Heyy."

"Nice interview earlier. Love what you did to Eve too."

"Didn't even notice the cameras were following. But thank you. She really thinks she can suck up to authority to get what she wants."

"It was on the app and I know. I hate that about her."

"Ohhh on the app. Well that's better than not being shown at all. People need to know not to mess with me."

"I think after seeing that, they know now not to."

"Hopefully Eve gets the message."

"Sadly, I don't think she ever will."

"Well she'll have to learn, because I'll make sure Booker doesn't give her anymore chances."

"Right, then she'll try to come after me."

"Isn't Rosa trying to come after you? She can't come after you if Rosa's already there."

"You know Eve will do anything for a title chance. She'll see that as a distraction and use that against me."

"We'll see about that."

"Exactly. Not on my watch."

"Not on mine either."

"She's got another thing coming."

"You've got that right."

"So anyway, I wonder how much money we raised?"

"Oh yeah, I'm curious too." She says as we take a spot on the stage.

I stand next to Justin, both out titles on our shoulders. She stands next to Ted doing the same. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to direct your attention to the ring. Joining John Cena, representing Susan G. Komen for the cure, Vice President of Marketing Dorothy Jones as well as the nephew of Susan Komen, Eric."

"Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen as you know, October is national breast cancer awareness month. Susan G. Komen is a clear leader in raising breast health awareness, and fighting for a cure. So when WWE chose to join this fight, it gave us an unbelievable honor to stand side by side with Susan G. Komen. You guys know the WWE superstars. Sometimes we don't agree with each other. Actually we never agree with each other. But when it came down to backing this cause, every WWE employee, and every single WWE superstar agreed that we should all join and help the fight."

We all nod in agreement.

"But the one main ingredient that has made all this work, is you the WWE Universe. We encourage each and every one of you to get the gear and join the fight. Oh and you did, you absolutely did. And because of your generosity, on behalf of the WWE, we would like to present this check to Susan G. Komen for the Cure for the amount of...drumroll please. One million dollars!"

We all clap and cheer at the amount that was raised. "Oh my goodness. I'm speechless, but this One Million Dollars will help continue the progress that Susan G. Komen started over 30 years ago with a promise from one sister to another. To eradicate breast cancer. And it's just amazing at what this will do for us with education, early detection, prevention, our hearts are eternally, humbly, grateful to you. Thank you John Cena, thank you CeNation, thank you Vince McMahon and thank the WWE Universe to help us rise above cancer. Thank you."

"Thank you Dorothy, thanks again all of you."

"Now that was a lot of money. I'm so happy we raised that much." I say as we head to the back.

"Right." Justin nods. "I think we can stay here, my match is up next." He adds.

"Alright." I nod. "We'll see you both at the party then?"

"I actually wanted to stay so I could see his match. I wouldn't miss that stuff for the world."

"That's fine too."

"I appreciate that." He nods.

"Hey, I'm one of your best friends. I always stick around for your matches."

"That's true. It really means a lot."

"I know it does."

As we're waiting there, Alberto walks up with Ricardo. He looks at both of us then starts to talk to Ricardo in Spanish while looking back to us a few times.

"Ugh...gag me with a spoon."

"I'm so glad I can't understand half of that, even though I know it's about us."

"I know right?"

"He better not try anything or he'll be in for it out there."

"Oh for sure."

"I wish they would hurry up. I don't like him staring."

"It's getting creepy."

"Just stay by us and you'll both be fine." Ted says, him and Justin blocking the view.

"I can't wait until he's gone out there..." She mumbles.

"Looks like you got your wish." I say as he theme goes off.

"Thank god."

"I still don't like the way he looked on his way out."

"No..."

"He's so up to something."

"I wouldn't doubt it."

"I guess we'll find out."

"Good luck out there."

"Thanks." Justin says as we head out from behind the curtain.

"He better win."

"He will. Don't worry."

"I hope you're right."

"You'll see. Vi will make sure he wins."

"Can't help but worry though. Especially with that look Alberto gave before going out there."

"I know. Just try to relax. He'll do just fine out there."

"I'll try."

"As long as you do that."

After a bit of the match, Del Rio had Justin's arm and had him laying back on the apron, and Justin was trying to get out of the hold. Justin gets to one knee, and then gets to his feet. He elbows Del Rio in the side of the head a couple times and he releases the hold. Justin comes off the ropes, only for Del Rio to catch him and spins him, Justin getting pushed into the corner. Del Rio runs towards him, but Justin lifts his feet up and kicks him away.

"That's it! There ya go! Keep that up!" I cheer.

Justin then goes and kicks Del Rio in the leg, the chest and then does his spinning kick, knocking Del Rio down. Justin goes over to the ropes and goes for the springboard moonsault, and hits Del Rio, going for the cover, but Del Rio kicks out.

Damn." I mutter. "You've got this! Keep up the high moves and you'll get him."

Del Rio crawls into the corner and pulls himself up. Justin runs at him, only for him to move so he ends up colliding with the turnbuckle. He turns around to face Del Rio, and gets kicked in the side of the head. It doesn't take him long to go and apply the cross armbreaker and Justin really has no choice but to tap out right away to prevent any risk of of injury to his arm.

"Shit!" I hit the mat. I look into the ring to see the hold still in tact. "Come on! Get him off!" I yell, climbing in the ring.

He finally lets go as Ricardo is announcing him the winner in Spanish, and Justin started to roll out of the other side of the ring from where I was. I quickly make my way over to him to make sure he's alright. On my way to him, I hear my name called and glace to see Del Rio do his wink and blow me a kiss. I roll my eyes and make way to Justin.

"You alright?" I ask concerned.

"I'd feel a lot better if we get my arm checked out."

"Then lets go do that now." I help him up.

"And I've got your title. Don't worry." I add.

He nods, slowly getting up. I start to help him up the ramp and to the back, heading right for the trainers. "I should've known something bad would've happened. He wouldn't leave your arm alone the whole match." I sigh.

"I just wish there was a way I could've stopped him."

"If you did, it would've ended in DQ, but I didn't want you getting hurt. I'm sure I'm fine though."

"I really hope. We can't have anything happen like what happened at Wrestlemania last year."

"No, I hated being away from you."

"I hated it just as much. I don't ever want to go through that again."

"Neither do I."

"Lets just get you checked out so we can get out of here."

"Right." He nods.

We make it to the trainers and I help him sit on one of the tables while a trainer comes over. He shows them which arm and the trainer goes over and grabs it, examining it. Justin winces a bit when he touches a few sore spots.

"How bad is it?" I ask, nervous.

"Nothing's broken, nothing feels pulled or strained. I think the most it'll be is sore for a few days."

"At least it's nothing major." I sigh in relief.

"I'll get a bag of ice together for you."

"Thank you." He nods.

I sit on the table next to him, playing with my fingers.

"I should be just fine for the party."

"Are you sure? I don't want you to do to much."

"I'm sure."

"Alright." I half smile.

"If my arm hurts too bad, we can leave whenever you want."

"That sounds good."

"I know you're concerned." He nods.

"I am, but I know you'll do the right thing."

"I will." He nods.

Since I sat on the side where his arm was fine, he wrapped that arm over my shoulder, pulling me to his side. I rested my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes for a moment until the trainer came back with the ice. Once he comes with the bag of ice, he hands it to Justin and then we can be on our way. We thank them one last time before heading back to the locker room. As we head back to the locker room, he holds the ice on his arm, but I keep an arm wrapped around his waist and stay close. He kisses the top of my head and I smile up at him. It doesn't take us to long to reach the room and when we do, I have him sit on the couch.

"I'll go get ready, you stay here."

He nods, whining a little. I laugh, then give him a kiss before grabbing my bag and heading in to change. It does take me a bit to get changed since there was a lot to go with the costume. Once I had everything, I fixed my hair and makeup then put on the halo/horns on my head. I smirked at myself then headed back out into the room with him.

"All ready."

He looks at me, his eyes going wide and his jaw dropping.

"Even better then before?" I do a spin for him.

"Uh huh."

"I can see. You dropped the ice." I laugh.

"Did I? My bad." He says, reaching down and picking it back up.

"You did." I laugh.

"Suuure."

"You can get ready now if you want." I add.

"I think I'm ready." He nods getting up.

"Need help or are you good?"

"I think I'll be fine, but I'll call if I need you."

"Alright." You nod.

He heads in to get ready himself. He takes his time with his arm being sore, but the pain meds the trainer gave him was helping. He comes out a bit time later all ready. When I see him I whistle.

"Now that's a sexy werewolf." I wink.

"Why thank you."

"Anytime love. I really love it."

"Well I knew it was perfect."

"It really was. How you kept this from me is amazing."

"I have my ways."

"You always do."

"Yes I do."

"You ready to head out? I got everything ready while you were changing."

"Yeah, I'm ready." He nods.

I get up from where I was sitting, grab our bags and titles then lace my fingers with his as we head out of the room and to the car.

"You driving or should I?" He asks.

"I'll drive. Give your arm time to rest."

"Right." He nods, getting into the passenger side after putting his things in the back.

I made sure that he gets in and is comfortable before going over to the drivers side. I get in and get set then head to the party. In the meantime, Ted and Scar were getting ready themselves and he let her get ready first of course.

"Almost done in there?" He calls.

"Yup, almost done."

"Good. I can't wait much longer."

"Can you blame me?"

"No not really."

"I can't wait to see you in it again."

"I know you can't."

"Huuurrry." He whines.

"I'm going as fast as I can."

"I can help."

"The costume is already on silly."

"Then what's taking so long?"

"Hair and makeup."

"You don't need any of that."

"It goes with the costume."

"Awww."

"I shouldn't be too much longer, don't worry."

He just groans wanting to see everything now. It isn't much longer, and she finally finishes, coming out.

"Well...what do you think?" She spins for him.

"Even better than before."

"I figured." She laughs. "Just by the look in your eyes."

"Can't help it."

"Of course you can't."

"You can go get into your costume now...that is if you can move..." She snickers.

"I believe I can move."

"You sure now?"

"Yeah...I'm sure."

"Alright, I'll be waiting."

He nods, giving her a quick kiss then grabbing his bag and heading in to get changed. She makes sure she has all her things together as she sits on the couch and waits for him. It doesn't take him to long and soon he comes back out.

"Trying to kill me are you?"

"Is it working?"

"Maybe."

"Then I am."

"Looks awfully familiar though. I swear I've seen it before...wait...that's not from your movie is it?"

"You're right. It is from the movie." He grins.

"They let you keep that?"

"They did. There were a lot of extras on set so I got to keep a few."

"And you've been hiding it from me for how long now?"

"A few months or so."

"You sneak."

"I wanted it to be a surprise."

"Well I'm surprised."

"Good to know I can still surprise you."

"You thought you couldn't anymore?"

"I knew I could, but you just know me so good now."

"You'll always be able to surprise me."

"Good to know."

"So are we ready to go now?"

"We are." He nods.

"And after you." He adds.

She grabs her bags and title then heads out of the room with him behind her. He laces his fingers with hers as they head to the car.

"I know for a fact it's gonna be fun after we go back to the hotel after the party."

"It will be."

"You have no idea what all that does to me." She motions to his costume.

"I have a feeling I do." He smirks.

"Sure you do."

"I know who you get when I wear this...my hunting gear...remember?"

"True..."

"See? There's that look again." He chuckles.

"Oh shush." She laughs, putting her things into the back seat.

"Nope. Never."

"Well let's just get going before we never end up leaving."

"Right."

"Because you have that look."

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Uh huh..."

"Lets just go." He chuckles.

"Good idea." She nods, getting into the car first.

Once she's in the car, he heads over to the other side. He gets in the car, getting ready. When he's ready, he starts to head for the party. When they get there, he parks and then they head inside. Justin and I are already there, so when they walk in they look for us. It was a bit crowded since mostly everyone was there already. They spot us sitting at a table not to far from the back of the place.

"Over there." She points and starts to head there.

When they reach the table, we don't notice right away since he was being all touchy with me on his lap of course.

"Someone's touchy."

"Oh hi." I turn my head. "And yes he is. Ever since we got here."

"Any reason why?"

"There's just so much to touch."

"We ran into..." I nod my head over at my stalker.

"Oh jeez."

"It's like he has a radar or something and knows where I am." I shudder.

"Creep."

"Psycho is more like it."

"Psycho creeper."

"Not letting him get to me though. This one has been keeping me occupied over here."

"Well of course he has."

"Nothing is going to ruin this night. Not if I can help it." He holds me close, kissing my neck lightly.

"Exactly. It's supposed to be fun. Oh by the way, how's the arm?" She asks him as Ted and her sit.

"It's doing better. Not really that sore anymore. I think it's starting to go away."

"That's good."

"I'd rather he rest it, but you know him...as stubborn as they come." I laugh.

"We all know that." She laughs too.

"Nothing can keep me down. I'm stronger then ever."

"Yes you are, we know." I kiss his cheek.

"Awww." She gushes.

"Oh shush."

"Nope." She laughs.

"Oh, I'll get you back. Don't worry." I smirk.

"Uh oh..."

"Mhm." I nod. "You'll never see it coming either."

"I never do."

"That's a good thing then."

"You know I'm so glad we got out of that arena before Del Rio. Totally disgusting what he did to you out there as you were helping Justin. He better not be thinking what I think he's thinking."

"I sure hope not. I already have one crazy, I do not need another."

"Well I really think he should know that we can kick his ass, not like the other Divas."

"He may know and that might be why he's...attracted to us." I shudder at the last part.

"Ew. Oh god, he would be the kind of person to be attracted by that. We can't win here can we?"

"No, but-"

"He won't have the chance to get to either of you. We'll make sure of it." Ted cuts me off.

"Just makes me wonder why he waited until now to show the least bit of interest."

"I have a feeling I know what it is..." I bite my lip.

"What?"

"Justin's title."

"That actually makes sense. But I don't see a reason why he waited so long to give me the same looks he was giving you tonight."

"Probably to throw us off of his real plan. He probably didn't want it to be obvious."

"Ugh." She shudders. "Well let's not think about that, and let's have fun."

"That's the plan."

"Oh, great promo interview tonight." She remarks.

"Thanks. I think that was my best one yet."

"I definitely have to agree with you on that."

"I'm not happy with her at all and she's going to it. No matter how I have to act. That was just unacceptable."

"It really was. Layla deserved that shot and it was just taken away from her."

"Not really. I'm going to talk to Booker and suggest that the next defense will not be until Layla is ready to come back. I'll do non-title matches, but Layla gets that shot before anyone."

"Right, because it's her rematch."

"Exactly. She's the only one I want to face for it right now. I'm not like the others who just see it as the competition is down and out. I'm better then that."

"Exactly."

"How about now we go have some fun?" I suggest. "You think you're ready to dance a bit?" I ask Justin.

"I'm more than ready." He nods.

"You both coming?" I ask her and Ted.

"Of course we are."

"Lets go then." I say trying to get up. "Uh...Justy...you have to let go first." I chuckle.

"Oops. My bad."

"Suure." I laugh. "Now...come on." I take his hand pulling him up.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He chuckles.

He follow me out to the floor along with Scar and Ted. We find a spot and start to dance to the music. So I couldn't get away from him, Justin had a tight grip on me as we danced close.

"Preventing anymore torture I see."

"For now."

"Hmmm...I can handle that."

"Good, because I don't want to let you go right now."

"Aww. I don't want you to anyway." I wrap my arms around his neck so we're as close as we can get.

"Wasn't planning on it."

"I didn't think so." I kiss him quick.

"Because the more torture you give me, the more I'm gonna want to leave early, and I want to enjoy the party for a while at least."

"Right. I'll behave then...until necessary."

"And when will that be hmm?" He gives me an amused look.

"That's for me to know and you to find out." I smirk.

"Like always."

"Mhm." I nod. "No fun if you know it's coming."

"Touche."

He keeps his arms around me while we dance closely to the music. Scar and Ted have been dancing and he has her close to him as well. He does start to get touchy...within reason because they are in public and it is a dance floor afterall.

"You're behaving. I'm surprised."

"That's because I know we're in public, I can't do much right now."

"That's right."

"That's why I'm behaving."

"Good. You just might get a reward when we get back then."

"I do like the sound of that."

"Like always."

"You know I like the rewards for behaving."

"I do. That's why you get them so often."

"And I thank you for them."

"You always do."

He kisses her quick.

"Love you."

"Love you too."

They keep dancing until the songs ends. The next one that plays is more upbeat and we're able to slip away from the guys to dance to the song better. That in returns ends up being torture to them, which is something they wanted to avoid for a little bit at least. We just laugh since that was not the intent we had. Soon it gets to be to much for them and they pull us to them.

"Trying to torture us that early already?"

"Honestly...no. We can't help that we're just that hot tonight." I wink.

"Oh...I can't argue with that."

"Didn't think either of you would." Her and I giggle.

"Afterall, we did help pick out your costumes anyway, so of course we know." Justin adds.

"Exactly. You both brought all this torture on yourselves."

"The costumes just look sooo good on you though."

"Oh we know. That is why we got them."

"Wonder what next year is gonna be like. See what new costumes there'll be."

"That should be fun. If they went crazy this year, next year will be worse."

"Oh boy."

They sit there looking innocent with slight grins on their faces.

"Uh huh. We know those looks."

"We don't know what you're talking about."

"Riiiight."

"We've got our eyes on you."

"We know. That's why we plan." They smirk.

"Well we can plan too you know."

"Uh oh. Your plans usually cause us torture..."

"That's what makes it fun."

"Yeah...for the both of you."

"Exactly."

We sit at the table relaxing for a bit until we start to get thirsty.

"You guys want something to drink?" I ask everyone.
"You know what I like." Scar nods.

"I do. I'm guessing the usual for everyone?"

The three of them nod.

"I do think I'll go with you...just in case." She remarks.

"Alright." I nod. "We'll be back." I give Justin a quick kiss before getting up.

"And yes we'll be careful." She says to Ted, doing the same.

"I know. We'll be watching."

"Of course you will."

They let us go then we head over to the bar area to get what we want while greeting a few friends from work.

"I like getting out and having fun like this."

"Me too. Since we don't get to do it very often. Plus, so far, it's been a good night."

"It really has." She nods.

The bartender comes over, taking our order of what we want. While we wait, we turn around to see the guys looking at us. We blow them kisses then turn back around. Just before our drinks get done, we feel people come up behind us, their hands going on our waist. Since we know it's not the guys, we turn around to see who it was.

"Ugh, not you two."

"So much for a good night." I mutter.

"What's wrong baby girl? The party is just getting started." Heath tries to impress.

"Uh no. It just ended." I roll my eyes.

"And what are you two supposed to be? Wannabe rockstars? Oh wait, you already are, you don't need a costume to be that." Scar insults.

"Oh that hurts." Drew acts offended.

"We're not wannabes, we ARE rockstars. Rockstars who just found their backup dancers."

"Haha. Don't make us laugh. Please." I sarcastically say.

"And get your hands...off me." She forcefully removes Drew's hands.

"You know you like it." He moves back closer.

"And you, get the hell off me!" I push Heath way, only for him to grab my hand.

"We really don't want to make things hard for you." She grumbles.

"Then come and be with us. We're much better then those other two"

"Violet knows I am. She really wants to come." Heath smirks.

"Like hell! Now get off." I pull my hand free, rubbing it from his hold.

"Now if you excuse me, we have drinks to bring back to OUR table, with OUR boyfriends. And no they're not you."

"Oh come on. It's more fun at our table."

"You mean with the chick from Wendys, the Scottish wannabe rockstar, and the towel head? No thank you."

With that, we push past them, but not before Heath gets on last thing in.

"You know what?" I spin around, throwing my drink in his face. "Touch me again and it won't be a drink that hits your face!"

Then I storm off back to the table and Scar follows. I set Justin's drink down in front of him then sit in the chair next to him with my arms crossed over my chest, mumbling to myself in Celtic.

"The nerve. Ugh, if I didn't like this costume so much I would burn it." She remarks.

"What happend? We lost sight of you both for a minute."

"Guess who..."

"Heath?" Justin grits his teeth.

"And Drew." She adds.

"Oh hell no." Ted gets up. "This has gone to far." He and Justin go to look for them.

"No...just sit down. We're fine."

"You look fine, but Vi..." Ted looks over while I run my wrist.

"Hm?" I look up with my eyes.

"...you're rubbing your wrist."

"Oh. I'm fine. I must have banged it on the way back."

"You sure?"

"Yeah..I'm sure." I give you a look to not say anything.

"Yeah she just as so angry at Heath she whacked her hand off of something." She covers for me.

"Alright. Let me see your wrist." Justin scoots his chair over, looking at my wrist. I look at her and mouth 'Thank you' since she helped me out.

"I'm okay...honest." I say as he looks over my wrist.

"I just want to make sure. You know I always worry about you."

"I know."

"Come here." He opens his arms me for to sit on his lap.

Once I sit, one arms goes around his neck while the other rests on his chest, my face in the crock of his neck.

"I think staying for a couple more songs or so will be good. Knowing they're here now, makes me not want to be here." I mumble.

"That's fine. I don't want you in the same room with him if you don't have to anyway."

"Good."

"We'll probably go then too. I don't want to me in this now that he touched it."

"Don't blame you."

"I say we just try to enjoy the rest of the night."

"Right."

We sit there for a bit trying to calm down after what happened. Since I threw my drink at Heath, Justin shared his with me. After having a few sips, I was feeling a bit better.

"I think we should dance for the rest of the time we're here." I suggest.

"I agree." She nods.

We finish off the drinks before heading out onto the dance floor for the last time of the night. They keep us close to them in case they other two are lurking around somewhere. We're actually able to enjoy the last few songs, giving our guys a nice show. After those songs, we decide it's the best time to get out of there and head back to the hotel. We gather up everything that we brought with us then head out to the cars.

"I'm so showering when I get back." Scar says as she removes the hat part of her costume from her head.

"I don't blame you. I don't want any part of him on you."

"Looks like we do have someone to worry about now. Ugh."

"He better just give up. He's not going to do anything to you. You're mine and that's how it's going to stay."

"I know."

"Lets just get you back so you can get that filth off you."

"Yes, let's please do."

They make it to the car, him opening her door for her. Once she's in, he heads to the other side, getting in. When he's ready, he heads for the hotel. Justin and I do the same, him making sure I'm all set before going around to the driver's side, him offering to drive this time. Once he's in and ready, he heads for the hotel. We all get there at the same time, heading up to our floors. Ted and Scar reach their floor first, and say their goodnights to me and Justin before heading to their room.

"Now to get that shower." She says as she walks in the room.

"Want company?"

"You would like that, wouldn't you?" She chuckles.

"I would, and I know you would too."

"I would. Tonight more then ever."

"I thought so."

She gets everything that they need then heads into the bathroom. The first thing to come off was her costume since she did not want it on any longer.

"This is definitely getting washed when we get a chance to go home."

"We'll send it back to my mom. She'll be more than happy to do that for you."

"Alright." She nods.

He starts to get the water ready for the shower before starting to take off his costume as well.

"I don't get to help?"

"I figured you wanted to hurry and get in the shower. You know I always love your help."

"Oh I won't take long, don't worry."

"Have at it then." He chuckles.

"Well you need to be be closer silly. That's not close enough."

"Right, right." He moves closer.

Then she starts to help him get his costume off, tossing each article of clothing to floor. She runs her hands down his chest, just to torture him a bit before she steps in the shower like nothing happened.

"Heyy."

"What?"

"You know what." He gives her a look. "You're in for it now." He grins, stepping in the shower.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Suuuure."

"I'm innocent."

"Right. You don't look so innocent to me."

"And what makes you say that?"

"The fact you keep moving when I come to you."

"Trying to find a good spot stand under the water."

"Uh huh. I'll give you that." He puts his hands on her waist, holding her in place.

"Now you can't move away from me."

"Uh oh..."

"Uh oh is right."

"Sorry?" She gives him her best pouty face.

"Sure you are."

"I am." She gives him the eyes.

"Alright, that may work...this time."

"Yayy." She grins slightly. "Now we can finish our shower."

"Mmmhmm, yes we can."

He lets her go so that she's able to get under the water better. He helps with getting the places she can't reach, using that time to be as touchy as he can. Once he was finished, he helps with her hair before she started to help him. Once she was done helping him, they spend a little bit more time in the shower because he wanted to be more touchy. But after that, they decide to get out, grabbing the towels and wrapping them around each other.

"I feel so much better now."

"Good. You should feel that way."

"You helped of course."

"That's what I'm here for. I'll always be here to help you feel better."

"Likewise."

They head back into the room to find something to wear for bed. She goes to her bags, but he stops her.

What? I can't go to my bags?"

"You can, but I chose what you're wearing to bed." He smirks.

"I should've known."

"It's one of those nights." He starts to lead her to the bed.

"I tortured you that much then didn't I?"

"Oh yeah."

"Oops?"

"Uh huh. You knew what you were doing."

"Maybe I did." She shrugs innocently.

"I can torture you just as much." He brushes his lips over hers then moves away, sitting on the edge of he bed.

"How well I know."

"That you do."

"Well this definitely will be a long night then." She gives him a look.

"It usually is." He grins,

"And I believe it'll be both of our faults this time."

"For once it will be."

"Now, what're you doing over there now hmm?" He adds.

"Just enjoying the view."

"That makes two of us then."

She stands there for a bit longer then walks over to him, straddling his lap, hands wandering.

"What about now?" She asks.

"I'm loving it even more." He looks her over, his hands wandering.

"So am I." She kisses him quick, teasing him for now.

"You're so making things harder for yourself." He groans.

"I like a challenge, you know that."

"You always do." He chuckles.

He then pulls her close to him pressing his lips to hers. He wastes no time in moving so he's hovering over her, not breaking the kiss. He goes to tug on the top of the towel that's still around her, but she grabs his hand, that being a sign telling him not yet. That causes him to whine, his hands moving up the towel instead. He starts to move so that she's laying against the pillows. He breaks the kiss only to kiss every inch of skin that he can. He makes sure to take his time before making his way back to her lips.

"Now?" He mumbles.

She shakes her head with a smile. He grins, slowly removing the towel from around her. Once it's off, he tosses it to the side. He lets his hands wander a bit more while looking her over with a smile.

"Don't forget about yourself."

"Saving that for you."

"Of course you are."

She starts to undo the towel, letting her fingers linger. He tenses up, a slight growl coming from him. She smirks, removing the towel, tossing it to the side then quickly pressing his indent. That gets an even louder growl and he presses his lips back to hers in a rough kiss and then proceeds to pull the blankets over them. From there, that's where the night got really long. With Justin and I, we had just gotten out of the shower ourselves. I walked back into the room before him and was looking at my wrist again since it was bothering me. Once he had wrapped a towel around himself, he came into the room himself.

"You okay?"

"Huh? Oh yeah. I'm fine." I smile.

"Wrist bothering you?"

"Just a bit, but I'll be fine."

"You sure?"

"Positive." I assure him, walking over, letting my hands wander down his chest.

"Alright."

"I'll let you know if it gets to be to much. I just want to forget about everything that happened."

"Right, of course."

"How's the arm? Does it hurt again?"

"It's sore. Doesn't hurt as much as it did before. I'll live."

"Well that's good. I know you're tough." I give him a quick kiss.

"So are you."

"It's because I have you with me."

"Likewise."

"So I'm assuming you'll get me back for all the torture later."

"You know I will."

"Of course."

"We both should definitely rest. Me with my arm and you with your wrist."

"Right." I nod. "Want to pick out what I wear?"

"Of course I do."

"Go right ahead then."

"Alright, you go sit and I'll find something."

I nod, going to sit on the bed. He goes over to my things to find something. It doesn't take him to long since I keep all his favorites right on top. Once he finds something, e comes over to the bed.

"Of course you'd pick that one." I chuckle.

"Well duh." He chuckles.

"Want to help putting it on?"

"You know I always do."

"I know."

"Gonna need to stand for me to help."

"Right. My bad." I laugh, standing up.

"Uh huh sure."

"Okay...so I was a bit distracted."

"You tend to always be distracted."

"Especially when you're just in a towel."

"Touche."

He then starts to remove my towel, being as touchy as he can while he does so.

"Touchy..."

"There's so much to touch." He grins, looking me over.

"Yes, I know."

"Just don't start anything we can't finish."

"I won't, don't worry."

"Good."

He continues to be touchy when he helps me put on what he picked out for me to wear. He places light kisses along my shoulder, while holding my waist. I remove his towel, letting that fall to the floor. Since it was going to be a calm night for us, I decided against teasing him. Then he grabs a pair of shorts to put on and does so, coming back to the bed, climbing in next to me under the blankets, since I had gone there while I waited for him to get dressed.

"Finally we can relax."

"Exactly what we need too."

"Mhm." I lay my head on his chest, snuggling into him while he holds me close.

"Hopefully tomorrow is better."

"I really hope so. Maybe me can spend most of it in before the show."

"We can try." He nods.

"I would love that very much."

"I know you would." He kisses the top of my head.

"I'll get to be with you and only you." I smile, trying to hide a yawn.

"That's right. And looks like someone's tired."

"Just a tad."

"Maybe you should sleep then."

"I will..."

"Good. We both need it." He nods.

I nod, relaxing into him more while he runs his hand through my hair. Like always, it doesn't take long for me to go to sleep. Once he notices, he smiles down at me, kissing the top of my head again. He holds me close, watching me sleep for a bit longer before he goes to sleep himself.