Fans are already outside the arena when we pull up. "Don't these people work?" I ask as Jon cuts the engine. "I mean, there's hours before the show." He nods. "Photo ops" he says simply. I groan as I realise where he's parked the car. Way away from the arena entrance. "No spaces" he says simply. I nod and watch as he gets out of the car, walking around and opening my door. I hold his hand and he helps me out, kissing me as soon as I'm level with him. "Kinda like those shoes doll" he says. "Same height as me, no more bending down to kiss you." I slap him playfully and he laughs before getting his bag out of the car. He slams the door and locks the car before holding his hand out again. I take it and we start walking towards the arena. He waves at the fans as we walk, keeping them kinda happy. When we reach the doors I pause. "It's ok Lor" he says. "He's already hurt us in every way he can, what else can he do?" "I'm scared to even think about it" I admit. "His head is dangerous. Come on. Let's get this over with." He nods and pulls the door open, letting me walk ahead of him.

My phone starts going mad as we walk down the corridor. Jon frowns as I pull it out of my bag. "Twitter" I say, opening the app. I'm hit by pictures of him kissing me, of us laughing, and holding hands as we walk. I show him and he smiles. "Photo ops" he says simply. I smile and follow him to the locker room. Joe and Colby are already in there. "Hey bro" Colby says, hugging him. "Hey sis. How's things? Ready for when you gotta do this with us?" I shake my head and he laughs. "Why not?" Joe asks softly. "More people" I say simply. Joe nods thoughtfully. "I got that too, when I first got here" he says. "At the end of the day, it's just more people who get to see how awesome you are." Jon grins. "Wonder whose wise words they were" he says, winking at me. Joe pats him on the back and smiles. "Still remember it bro" he says. Jon dumps his bag and looks at me. "You wanna go find him?" he asks. Joe and Colby frown at him. "Find who?" Colby asks. "Face ache" I say. Jon laughs. "Hunter, Lora, Hunter" he says. I nod. "I know his name" I say, opening the door. "But if he messes with me any more he's gonna need reminding of it, I'll beat him so bad!" "Uh oh" Joe says pushing Jon after me. "Seems like someone needs babysitting." Jon laughs. "Hunter needs a bodyguard I think" he admits. "She is totally pissed at him. Catch you guys in a bit, I can't see her anymore. Lor, hey Lor! Wait up!"

I lean against the wall outside Hunter's office and wait for him. "Re... Ok I guess you are" he says as I bang the door. Hunter opens it straight away. "Lora" he says grimly. "Come on in." I push past him and sit in the seat opposite his desk, watching him as he walks around and sits opposite me. Jon stands behind me, his hand on my shoulder. "What's all this about?" I ask. He shakes his head. "I hate to do this Lora" he says. "But there's been a complaint. Renee alleges that you put your hands on her yesterday." I nod. "That it?" I ask. He frowns. "You're not denying it?" he asks. I shake my head. "Why would I?" I ask. "I grabbed her arm so she couldn't walk away from me, told her to leave my husband alone, and left her in the corridor." "I'm gonna have to reprimand you" he warns. "Do it" I start as Jon yells "You what?" Hunter looks at him quickly. "You know the rules Ambrose" he says. Jon nods. "I also know Lora wouldn't have done it without good reason" he states bluntly. I shake my head, looking over the papers on the desk. I smirk, seeing my personnel file there. "You know what, Hunter?" I ask, standing slowly. "I'm really starting to regret ever coming here. You have tried to split us up from day one, forcing our marriage into the limelight where we didn't want it. We kept it away from you for a year for a good reason. What do ya know, we were right to, within weeks of knowing you nearly killed our marriage. And now, now you're taking the side of a Canadian slut who cancelled her ride home because she thought Jon was here alone and she could get another photo op with him, keep the fans talking. But that's what you want, isn't it. With you, it's not about how good my husband is in that ring, it's all about getting that ring off his finger. And I'll be damned if I ever work here. Not for you." He smirks. "You signed, Lora" he reminds me. I nod thoughtfully, then quickly make a grab for the file. I fumble through it for the contract, smiling when I find it. "My mistake" I say, pushing it into the shredder. Hunter is rooted to the spot. "Guess I unsigned" I say. "I'm outta here." I walk past Jon and open the door, Hunter still hasn't moved. I shake my head and walk out, heading back to the locker room.