"So at Money in the Bank, Orton is going over and gets the title. The reason why is because we might need you back on Raw." Dean explained, as they sat in the producer's office in the arena.

"Good, I'm sick of that thing always hanging around me." Blake said, looking over at the world title that was sitting on the table. On the inside, Blake was excited to go back to Monday Night Raw and was really pulling for this change to go through. He needed to be back on Raw, to be back with Barbie. They were growing apart, and that was one of his worst fears.

"Is everything a joke to you?" Dean chuckled, patting Blake's back as the young superstar made his way to the door.

"How the meeting go?" Randy asked, as he finished warming up.

"I'm sure they are gonna call you in soon, but your going over with the belt then I might or might not be headed back to Raw." Blake shrugged, as he slid down his knee pads from his knees to his shins. Randy shrugged, stretching out his shoulders. Randy was somewhat a veteran in the business now, and getting a championship wasn't too much of a big deal since it was all business.

"You have your phone on you?" Randy asked, as Blake shook his head. "When you get a chance check twitter."

"I will. You didn't propose to me through twitter, I'm a hands-on kinda boy." Blake teased, as Randy's entrance music blared through the arena. He could see Randy smile, and wink at him before he headed through the curtains. He laughed to himself, making his way to his locker room to change out of his sweat filled gear. He was glad he wrestled the first card on the show tonight, it gave him the perfect opportunity to catch his flight home. He quickly changed, and made his way to his rental and speeded off to the airport. He knew he wasn't suppose to leave in the middle of a show taping, but he was homesick. He missed his dogs, his parents and just the nice hot California sun. The drive to the airport went by fast, due to Blake's speeding problem and before he knew it he was taking off his shoes, sunglasses, and anything else the TSA employee wanted him too.

"They should give me a special pass so I can skip this part. I'm literally at an airport at least twice a week." Blake said, trying to humor an elder women who instructed him through the body scanner. She eyed him curiously before telling him to put his belongings back on, and told him he was cleared. Blake walked through the terminal and made his way to his seat in first class. He smiled seeing an empty seat next to him and hope that it would stay empty for the remainder of the flight.

"Anything to drink, sir?" the flight attendant asked, lowering herself next to his seat.

"Just give me some green tea, thank you." he smiled, as he pulled out his brand new IPhone. He remembered Randy telling him to check twitter.

Yesterday I put my foot in my mouth and I need to try my best to make it right. I owe Kelly K an apology. The fact that she has dated a few guys I work with doesn't make her a bad person, and is also none of my or anyone elses business. Yesterday I got caught up in a live radio interview and brought Kelly's personal life into it. It was completely uncalled for. Kelly I hope one day you can forgive me. I do however understand if that doesn't happen. Please everyone trash me all you want, but please drop this topic out of respect for Barb.

Blake smiled, reading the words above. He's always loved and respected Randy, and seeing him issue such an public apology insured him that Randy was a man of his word. He checked on Barbie's twitter to see that she has retweeted certain parts of his statement.

"Thanks again." Blake smiled, as he received his hot beverage.

"So are you and Randy okay now?" Maryse asked, removing the curlers from her blonde hair.

"Yeah, he apologized on twitter and he left me a voicemail this morning." Barbie answered, putting on her elbow pads. "Turns out Blake gave him a 'wake up call' and made him realize he was out of line."

"By 'wake up call' I think he meant some rough housing, maybe a shove. Boys being boys." the french diva said, "And I think you should call Blake. How long has it been?" Maryse knew that the couple were losing contact, not cause they wanted to but because of different time zones and just being so busy all the time finally caught up to both of them.

"Have you spoken to Blake?" Barbie asked, catching Maryse a bit off guard.

"Um, no. Not at all." she lied.

"Oh alright then, are you coming with me and twins to go shopping and stuff?"

"I'm actually catching a flight home tonight, after this house show I'm flying back to LA." Maryse said, as her and Barbie made their way over to the gorilla position.

"Ryse, that would only give you like less than two days at home."

"I know, but I'm so homesick." Maryse shrugged. The diva felt bad about lying about her contact with Blake, but she knew at this moment Barbie was insecure. She didn't need to know her boyfriend and his ex girlfriend were talking while he was suppose to stay in contact with her. "When was the last time you were home?"

"I think maybe a week ago, I was gonna fly back home tomorrow but since the girls and I made plans there would be really no point." Barbie answered, as a backstage worker handed Barbie her Diva's championship. "How are you and Mike?"

"We're well." Maryse shortly answered with a small smile, before walking through the curtain with Barbie.

"Maybe we can double date sometime." Barbie said, talking into Maryse's ear as they waited for the twins to come out. Maryse was glad that they were at a house show instead of a live episode of Monday Night Raw cause her jaw slightly dropped and she somewhat almost broke character. The French-Canadian beauty smiled, and nodded before hearing the bell that signaled the start of the match.

This chapter is kind of a filler. The next chapter will have more drama, and will have Blake/Maryse interaction. Thanks for reading and enjoy!