Rolling over, reaching around, Dean groaned. His head pounding from last nights festivities. Opening his eyes, he saw Jazmine was not in the bed.

"That bitch!" He groaned, slowly sitting up, holding his head.

Getting out of bed, he walked out of the room and knocked on Roman's door before knocking on Seth's.

"Wake up!" He yelled.

"What?" Roman said, as he groggily opened his door.

"She's gone."

"What!?"

"You go downstairs and I'll look up here. She has to be here." Dean instructed.

They started to look all over the house, not finding Jazmine anywhere.

"Where the hell is Seth?" Dean realized, since Seth never came out of his room.

Hearing a knock on the door, Jazmine began to stir. A smirk came across her face, knowing Dean was looking for her. Looking up at a sleeping Seth, she began to run her fingers through his chest hair, causing him to stir.

"Morning." She grinned.

"What the hell?!" Seth jumped up, pushing her of him.

"What?" She nonchalantly shrugged. "It was your idea."

"Like hell it was!" He yelled just as the door opened.

"What...in the...hell..." Dean huffed with rage.

"It's nothing man!" Seth defended himself.

"Oh really?" Jazmine smirked. "That's not what you said last night."

"Really?" Dean walked farther into the room, closer to Seth. "What happened last night?" Dean balled his hand in his fist.

"Wouldn't you like to know." Jazmine said in a cocky tone, as she got out of bed.

"I would."

"Good." She said, walking to the bathroom. "Seth can tell you all about it." She smirked, walking in and closing the door behind her.

"Open this door!" Dean yelled as he banged on the door.

"Getting a shower." Jazmine sang as she turned on the stereo in Seth's bathroom.

"See?" Dean said. "What did I tell you?"

"Like I said..." Seth started. "...she's yours."

"You got that right." Dean grinned, going back to the bathroom door to bang on it.

Turing the hot water on full blast, Jazmine stepped in, letting the water her back. It was still sore from last nights match. As the water was hitting her back she got an idea. Finishing up in the shower, she got dressed and walked to the door to hear Dean and Seth arguing.

"Perfect." She grinned as she walked over to the window.

Opening it, she looked down. Right over the garage. Looking to see if anyone was watching, she climbed and and across the garage. Reaching the end of the roof, she hopped down on the car and started to run for the main road.

"Think she bought it?" Seth asked lowly.

"I don't know?" Dean wondered. "Roman!" Dean called, Roman walking in.

"She bought it." Roman smirked.

They all walked downstairs to wait for their plan to take place. Meanwhile, Jazmine was running as fast as she could, trying to find someone to help. Looking behind her, she didn't see anyone following her. Stopping to take a breath, she saw a small store across the street. Looking for cars, she sprinted across the street. Walking in, he tried to look casual, not wanting extra attention right now. She walked to the cooler, grabbing a water and walking to pay for it.

"Do you have a phone?" She asked the clerk.

"We do." He nodded.

"Everything alright Miss?" She heard a voice behind her say.

She turned around to see a local sheriff standing behind her.

"Oh God yes!" She said in relief.

"I'll take it from here." The sheriff said to the clerk.

Jazmine walked out of the store, the sheriff right behind her. Before she knew it, she was against the car.

"What the hell?" She yelled. "I did nothing wrong!" She struggled.

"We have a report of a robber in the area and you fit that description." He sternly said, placing cuffs on her. "I'll have to take you in for questioning."

"No! This is a mistake!" She yelled as he placed her in the back of the car.

"You've got to believe me!" She pleaded. "I've never even been here before! I'm a Diva with the WWE and I was-"

"You'll have your chance to explain." He coldly said, turning onto a familiar street.

"Where are we going?!"

"You'll see." She could see the smirk on his face through the mirror.

Driving down the road, dread set in. All her hard work to get away, gone. Pulling up to the house and into the driveway, she saw the door open.

"No, no, no!" She pleaded. "You have to take me away from here!"

"Sorry." He shook his head, putting the car in park.

Looking out the window she saw Dean walking over to the car with a smirk. She readied herself for a fight as soon as the door opened. Once it did, she kicked Dean s hard as she could.

"You-" Dean stood up, filled with anger and rage.

"I got this." Roman stepped forward, pulling Jazmine from the car.

"You ass! You were suppose to take me to jail!" She yelled at the sheriff who was talking to Seth.

"And ruin our career?" Dean laughed.

"If it gets me away from you, then yes!" She spat, struggling to get out of Roman's hold, the handcuffs making it difficult.

Dean walked over to her, slapping her across the face.

"I confess! I did it!" Jazmine yelled, trying to make a scene.

Dean motioned for Roman to take her inside, Roman doing so, her struggling the whole time. Once inside, Roman pushed her on the couch.

"You can't keep me here forever!"

"Whatever you say." Roman blew her off.

Looking out the window, she saw Dean and Seth having a good laugh with the sheriff. She gritted her teeth, knowing it was them all along. Hearing a car door close, she kept an eye on the door. Seeing it open and Dean and Seth walk in, she tried to think of something to do.

"Listen here..." Dean started, walking over and kneeling in front of her. "...you will do as we say, when we say it." He looked her dead in the eyes. "Understand?" He waited, only for her to spit in his face.

"Never!" She yelled in his face.

"Have it your way." He slowly stood, raising his hand, smacking her hard across the face, her falling on her side.

"...asshole..." She mumbled as her face was in the couch.

Dean grabbed her arm, pulling her into a sitting position.

"Don't worry about the bruises either." He chuckled. "You're a diva. You get them all the time in the ring."

Biting her lip hard, trying not to cry and stay strong, she closed her eyes tight.

"You know..." She started. "...not everyone will believe that."

"They will." Seth said with confidence.

"Will they?" She challenged.

"Challenges..." Dean muttered.

"Someone's in trouble.." Roman snickered.

"Shut up Reigns!" Jazmine yelled.

"What did I say?" Dean slapped her again.

"Challenge you?"

"No..." Dean gritted his teeth in frustration. "...do I need to remind you what happens when you challenge me?" He grabbed her by the face, forcing her to look at him.

For a split second, a wave or fear and terror came over her.

3 years ago

"I told you! I'm not sleeping with anyone!" Jazmine pleaded as Dean pinned her to the wall.

"I saw it with my own eyes!" Dean shouted in a fit of rage.

"We're just friends! I swear!"

"I don't believe you!" Dean hit the wall behind her.

This was the first time she has ever seen him like this before. He has always been so kind and loving to her. The one time she hangs out with Ted, Dean goes postal.

"Please!" She cried out. "It's nothing!"

"Shut up!" Dean yelled, smacking her across the face.

Feeling the burning and stinging on her face, she filled with rage. Pushing him off her with all her strength, she began to slap him.

"We're over!" She yelled, walking for the door.

"Like hell we are!" He seethed, grabbing her arm and twisting it.

"Stop!" She cried in pain.

"Are we over?"

"Yes!"

"Have it your way." He hissed, twisting her arm so hard he broke it.

"You broke my arm!" She cried in pain, holding her arm.

"See what happens when you challenge me?" He smirked. "We're over when I say we're over."

Jazmine fell to the floor crying, holding her arm as Dean walked out of the room, not caring.

End Flashback

"...no..." Her lip quivered, remembering the last time.

"Good." Dean said satisfied.

"Here man." Seth said, tossing Dean the keys to the handcuffs.

"I'm going to enjoy these." Dean smirked, catching the keys.

"Take them off...now!" Jazmine demanded, getting to her feet.

"Not a chance." Dean chuckled. "Now, we have things to discuss." Dean grabbed her arm, leading her to the stairs.

"I'm not going anywhere with you!" She puled away from him.

"Fine. Sit." He pushed her on the stairs. "Guys." Dean motioned for Roman and Seth to come over.

"This is going to be good." Seth rubbed his hands together evilly.

"Now..." Dean started. "...you're going to get me a title." He looked at Jazmine.

"Like hell I am!"

"You-" Dean went to smack her.

"Dean..." Roman interjected.

"Fine." Dean huffed. "Monday night, you're going to play a key role in me getting that US title." He grinned.

"No." Jazmine shook her head.

"I'd listen if I were you." Seth warned.

"Or what?" Jazmine challenged, looking to see anger flood over Dean.

"You'll lose everything you ever cared about." Dean threatened, Jazmine gulping.

"...what do I have to do?" She held her head down, not happy.

The weekend came and went but, not fast enough for Jazmine. All she did was watch the guys play video games all weekend, being forced to sit there and watch. The time then came for Monday Night RAW and they were all at the arena. Walking through the halls of the arena, Dean's arm around her waist so she could not go anywhere, she saw Natalya.

"Nattie!" She called, managing to get out of Dean's hold.

"Hey-" Dean started to yell, Seth stopping him.

"Not here." Seth said lowly.

Watching as Jazmine spoke with Natalya, they both began to walk away, rage coming over Dean.

"Bitch." He muttered.

Seth stopped him from doing anything where people could see or hear and they all went to the locker room.

"So..." Nattie grinned. "...you a Dean?"

"Not in a million years." Jazmine rolled her eyes. "It's just a story line."

"Seems more than that." Nattie pressed.

"No." Jazmine shook her head. "I do need your help."

"For you, anything." Nattie smiled, them being good friends and all.

"Ted." Jazmine said lowly. "Think you can set pup a place for us o meet, one no one knows about?"

"I got you." Nattie smirked with a wink.

Nattie walked off and Jazmine wen to talk too a few other people, surrounding herself with as many people as possible to keep Dean away. After awhile, Jazmine saw Nattie waving her over. She said her 'goodbyes' to everyone and headed over to Nattie.

"This way." Nattie said lowly and lead Jazmine to a secluded part of the arena.

"Ted!" Jazmine said on relief.

"Jaz!" Ted rushed to her, engulfing her in a hug. "Are you alright? What did he do to you?" He said concerned, looking her over.

"Nothing." She bit her lip. "Still sore from Friday."

"Are you sure?"

"Mhm." She nodded, clearly lying. "I need you to listen. I don't have much time." She looked around. "Everything that happens from here on out, is not me. Whatever I do or say means nothing." She took a deep breath. "I have to do this if I want to keep my career." She teared up.

"You don't have to do anything." Ted assured her.

"Ted..." She bit her lip, looking up at him.

"What?" He looked at her.

She pulled him closer, pressing her lips hard to his. He was caught off guard, but began to kiss back, holding her closer.

"I wanted to do that for over a year." She sighed.

"Really?"

"Jazmine!" She heard Dean yell.

"Yes." She said. "I have to go." She pulled away. "Just remember." She looked him in the eyes. "Nothing else matters." She said, walking away.

"Jazmine!" Dean yelled, becoming more angry.

"Dean." A voice said.

"What?!" Dean snapped. "Oh, Summer."

"I think she went that way with Nattie." Summer pointed behind them, getting closer to Dean.

Jazmine was coming from around the corner and saw how close Summer was to Dean and knew Summer had it bad for Dean. A smirk appearing on her face, she took a deep breath and walked over, pulling Dean to her and kissing him, running her fingers through his hair.

"Hey babe." She said after pulling away, slowly running her hand down his chest.. "I was wondering where you were." She grinned.

Dean looked down at her shocked and confused.

"Oh.." Jazmine acknowledged Summer. "...didn't see you there." She grinned.

"Ugh!" Summer grunted, storming off.

"What the hell was that?" Dean gritted in her ear.

"Oh you know..." She started. "...let the games begin." She whispered in his ear.

Dean became even more angry, squeezing her waist.

"Oh baby." She bit her lip, moving closer, running her fingers through his hair.

"I know you and I know this is all an act." He squeezed harder. "Locker room...now!" He demanded, turning her around and leading her to the locker room.

Once in the locker room, Dean closed the door and locked it.

"Get this bitch away from me right or I swear..." Dean seethed, pushing her in the room.

"What now?" Seth rolled his eyes.

"What now?!" Dean yelled. "She thinks she can play me." Dean huffed, pacing.

"It's working." Jazmine grinned.

Dean walked across the room, slapping her across the face, her falling back and losing her balance.

"Asshole!" She yelled, lunging at him, only for Seth to stop her.

"Now children..." Seth started. "...settle down."

"Screw you Rollins!"

"No, that's Dean's job." Seth laughed.

"Is not!" She retorted.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, Seth covering Jazmine's mouth so she could not yell. Opening the door, it was a stage hand telling Dean they need Jazmine at the curtain since she was opening the show.

"Get ready. You're up." Dean said, closing the door.

Seth let go of Jazmine, her shoving him away. She huffed into the shower area to change. Once in her attire, make-up, hair down and wavy, she walked out. Not looking at any of them, she grabbed her title and started to walk out, only to be stopped by Dean.

"We'll be watching." He said sternly in her ear.

"Good." She pulled away from him and walked out and to the curtain.

Standing at the curtain, getting into character, she noticed Nattie wasn't there. Looking around, her music began to play. Taking a breath, she walked out to a chorus of 'boos'. Walking down the ramp, showing off her title and doing her best cocky walk, she got into the ring. While doing her in ring poses, she heard the music she thought she was done with.

"...Summer..." She muttered.

Watching as Summer walked down the ramp, strutting her stuff, she stepped out of the ring. Summer got in the ring, talking about how she was the best diva and how the title should be hers.

"Go back Summer." Jazmine said in the microphone. "I'm facing Natalya."

"Oh Sapphire." Summer laughed evilly. "Not tonight." She motioned to the screen to show her and a few other diva's beating on Natalya. "I guess you have to lose that title to me." Summer grinned.

"Like hell!" Jazmine spat, throwing the microphone and getting in the ring, waking over to Summer. "My title is not on the line tonight! You had your chance!"

"Have it your way." Summer grinned, hitting her over the head with the microphone.

Falling to the mat from the sudden attack, Summer bean to beat on Jazmine. After a few minutes, the ref got Summer off and Jazmine used the ropes to pull herself up, gaining her composure.

"You good?" The ref asked.

Nodding she was, the ref motioned for the bell. Summer lunged at Jazmine, only for her to move, Summer hitting the turnbuckle. Jazmine went on the attack and had the upper hand for most of the match.

"You beat me and you'll regret it!" Summer yelled, spearing Jazmine, her falling hard to the mat, ribs still sore from Friday.

Laying on the mat, holding her ribs, Summer went after Jazmine with everything she had. She focused on her midsection the most, trying to wear her down, the crowd roaring. About to give up, Jazmine gathered all her strength, grabbing a hold of Summer's foot when it started to come down.

"Not today!" Jazmine seethed, pushing summer back.

Shocked, Summer lost her balance, falling to the mat. Now it was Jazmine's turn. She began to give Summer a taste of her own medicine. She took her by the hair, banging her head on the mat.

"We...are...done!" Jazmine yelled, getting carried away.

Just then, the lights went out and Jazmine looked all around. Once they came on, Dean, Seth, and Roman were surrounding the ring.

"Finish her!" Dean yelled.

Jazmine was caught off guard and almost got a spear from Summer, quickly moving out of the way, Summer hitting the crossbar. Jazmine walked over to Summer, pulling her up by her hair. Doing her finisher, Jazmine pinned Summer to get the win.

"You're winner, your Diva's Champion, Sapphire!" The announcer said.

The ref held her hand up as she was handed her title. Being the heel she is, Jazmine walked by Summer, kicking her a few more times before leaving the ring. Stepping down, Dean walked over to her going to put his arm around her.

"Off." She said, moving away from him.

Holding up her title, she walked backward up the ramp, mocking the crowd and Summer.

"You're champ!" She yelled. "That's right! Sapphire!"

Turning around at the top of the ramp she walked behind the curtain. Walking back, getting high fives for a good match, Jazmine looked for Natalya. Not seeing her, she headed for the trainers room.

"Not so fast." Dean said, grabbing her arm and stopping her.

"I need to find Nattie." She said, trying to pull her arm away.

"Later." He squeezed tighter. "We have another match to get ready for." He pulled her toward the locker room.

Walking in the locker room, Jazmine headed to get changed out of her attire and hopefully soothe her acing muscles.

"No need." Dean stopped her. "You and your title are staying right here."

"I need to change."

"Nope. One more match."

"I'm not doing it!" She yelled.

"Or really?" Dean hissed, walking over and hitting her already sore midsection.

"...stop..." She took a sharp breath.

"No one is going to notice..." He grinned. "...thanks to Summer."

"You ass!" She yelled. "It was all you!" She slowly stood.

"Prove it." His voice cocky.

"Son of a bitch." She spat, Dean slapping her hard across the face.

Roman and Seth were busy getting ready for their tag team match, so it was just her and Dean. Knowing there was on one there to stop him, she gave up for the moment. Dean slowly cooled down and she was able to get up and go sit on the couch as they watched the tag team match.

"They cheated!" Jazmine yelled, as Roman and Seth won the tag team title.

"Not according to the ref." Dean smirked.

Jazmine turned her head and rolled her eyes. After a few moments, Roman and Seth walked through the door.

"Your tag team champs!" Seth boasted. "One more title to do get." He grinned.

Dean smirked as they all sat there and waited for the moment John Cena started his open challenge. There was a knock on the door, signaling it was time for the match to start.

"Remember the plan." Dean said, getting up and heading for the door.

They all agreed, expect for Jazmine.

"Deal with her." Dean huffed, walking out and into position.

John's music hit, the crowd roaring.

"Let's go Cena!"

"Cena sucks!"

John made his way the the ring, going his entrance. Once in the ring, he started to issue his open challenge.

"Anyone in the back. I'm here and ready for you." John stated.

There was a few moments of silence before The Shield's music hit. The crowd went wild, wondering what member it could be. John looked around, only to see Dean walking down through the crowd.

"Alright. Alright." He said, ready for a challenge.

Dean slowly made his way to the ring, looking around all cocky. He hopped the barrier and walked to the ring. He climbed up on the side, stepping in, motioning that the title was is. After a few choice words, the match started.

"I'm not doing it!" Jazmine protested, as Roman and Seth lead her through the concourse.

"Oh you are hunny." Seth grinned, turning her once they got the the right isle.

"No!"

"Just stop." Roman shook his head. "You're doing it wither you want to or not."

"Am no-"

"You're up." The event staff said.

They headed into the arena, their theme blaring. Dean looked to be in trouble in the ring as they made their way down. Jazmine looked for a way out, but with Seth in front and Roman behind, there was no way out. Once at the bottom of the stairs, they all got over the barrier. Walking to the ring, Seth and Roman took their positions, stalking John. Jazmine stood there, biting her lip, not wanting to do this to John.

"Sorry John." She mouthed to him, climbing up on the side, hitting him on the head with brass knuckles.

Throwing them down, she hopped off the ring before the ref noticed.

"Now! Now!" Seth and Roman yelled.

Dean looked over at Jazmine with a smirk, pinning John.

The Shield's music went off, declaring Dean the new champion.

"And you neeeewww United States Champion..." The announcer started. "...Dean Amborse!"

The crowed booed as Dean was handed the title. Roman and Seth got in the ring to congratulate him, holding his hands up in victory. Dean looked over at Jazmine and motioned for her to get in the ring. Being in front of everyone, Jazmine did what was asked, climbing in the ring. Dean pulled her close and kissed her on the lip, her trying to pull away.

"We're unstoppable now!" Seth yelled.

"I hate you." Jazmine gritted, pulling away from Dean.

"And to think..." He grinned. "...this is only the start."