Running water and whistling wakes me the next morning. Yeah, whistling. Guess Jon got his happy back. I smile, watching as he walks into the bedroom. "Good morning wife" he whispers, sitting on the bed. I smile. "Morning husband" I whisper back. He's shaved, that's gotta be a good sign, right? He kisses me softly. "Time for you to go play nice with Balor" he says through gritted teeth. I smile. "It really is just work Jon" I say getting out of bed. "I swear, there is nothing between Finn and I." He nods. "I know" he says finally. "It's just, real hard, watching you walk a guy to the ring, and that guy isn't me. You should be my valet Lor, you're my wife." I nod, pulling on my training gear. "I know Jon" I say, resting my hand on his shoulder. "But what you need to remember is, being Finn's valet is what is getting me through NXT. Besides, with The Shield back together, there's no room for a valet." He nods thoughtfully. "I gotta go" I whisper, kissing him. He smiles. "I'll be here when you get back" he says. "Playing the dutiful husband, staying home cleaning while my wife gets all sweaty with another man..." "You could always come with me" I offer, raising an eyebrow. He jumps up straight away. "Thought you'd never ask" he says pulling his shoes on.
"Ah Ambrose" Bill says shaking Jon's hand as soon as we get through the doors of the performance centre. "Come to offer the wife some words of wisdom" Jon says smiling. "Get her main roster ready." Bill frowns. "A word, Ambrose" he says, pulling Jon to one side. I shrug and get in the ring, running the ropes until Finn turns up. Instead of Finn, Charlotte is the one who gets in the ring with me. She doesn't say anything, just hugs me tightly. "It's gonna be awesome kiddo" she says. I frown at her. "You what?" I ask looking over at Jon and Bill. "Lor" Charlotte says. "Didn't Hunter tell you?" "Tell me what Charlotte?" I snap, still concentrating on Jon. "Focus on me Lora" she warns. "You can't be this easily distracted. Not when this next taping is our last one at NXT." Ok, now she has my attention. "W-what?" I stammer. She nods. "We're outta here kiddo" she says. "We did it. In record time, in your case. Raw here we come." "I think I'm gonna be sick" I whisper. She shakes her head. "Nerves" she says. "Don't lose focus now Lora. We gotta kill this. Come on. Time to practice."
And practice we do. Everyone turns up and runs through their parts so we all know what we have to do. It's the same routine, right up until Thursday. "Here goes nothing" Finn says as we pull up at Full Sail. Jon is following later, we can't let the fans see him arrive with us. "I was gonna ask if you're ready for this" Finn says as we get out of the car. "But I already know the answer. You're more than ready Lora, and I'm so proud that I got to work with you, even though it hasn't been for long. I just hope that we can continue working together when I get called up." "I'll put in a special request" I say as we walk in past the fans. He smiles as we head to our separate locker rooms. Charlotte is already in the women's locker room, with Bayley and Sasha. They stop talking quickly when I go in. "Don't stop on my account" I say dumping my bag. Charlotte shakes her head. "It's not what you think Lora" she says quietly. I raise an eyebrow. "Oh really?" I ask, folding my arms. "You're all mid conversation and shut up when I walk in. Come on Charlotte, you don't have to be Einstein to work that one out. Hell, even Jon could work that out and he's not the most perceptive person." Bayley hugs me quickly. "It's not you Lora" she whispers. "Really. Well, it kinda is. Renee has requested to be put on commentary again tonight because she knows Jon is coming to watch from backstage." I groan. "Doesn't that woman ever give up?" I ask, slumping onto the bench. "Has she been given permission?" Sasha shakes her head. "Nope" she says. "It's Corey, Jason and Regal tonight. The three commentators who are more likely to put you over the best. Not some whiny, moaning little bitch." I look at her quickly. "I have to work with her" she shrugs. "Doesn't mean I have to like her." I smile. "Thanks girls" I say, grabbing my bag. "Guess I'd better start getting ready." Charlotte nods and hugs me tightly. "Don't let her get to you" she warns. "And concentrate on the matches, not on your husband in the front row. This is about us, not him, he's already made it. I'll see you out there kiddo." I nod and head into the bathroom to get changed.
I'm sat on a crate backstage when Jon finally arrives. "Hey superstar" he says, hurrying up to me and kissing me softly. "I hear you get the valet for the night." I smile, watching as Finn, Baron and Charlotte walk towards us. "Lucky me" I say. "A hot valet, and a hot husband sitting in the front row. What more could I ask for?" He smiles, kissing me again. "I love you Lor" he says. "I gotta go find my seat, I'll see you out there ok?" I nod and kiss him once more before he rushes off. "He's so sweet with you" Charlotte says watching him go. "He's so different to how he was when he was here. Nobody could go near him. I like this Ambrose better." I smile. "Come on" I say jumping down off the crate. "Let's go give this crowd a show they'll never forget."