I've been sat in the locker room for five minutes, making small talk with Joe and Colby, by the time Jon joins us. Joe takes one look at him and grabs Colby. "Catering. Now." he says, pulling him out the door. Jon waits for the door to close before taking a deep breath and sitting next to me. I wait for the anger to hit, surprised when it doesn't. "I'm so fucking proud of you" he says sincerely. I look at him in shock. "You what?" I ask, frowning. He holds up his hand. "Hear me out Lor, please?" he asks. I nod. "What you just did" he says. "That takes balls, Lor. Anybody else would be biting his hand off for a contract like the one you just shredded. But not my wife..." "Anyone else would let him manipulate them" I say. "Including my husband. Just as well one of us has balls in this marriage. It's just a shame it's not the one who's meant to have them. I'm sorry Jon, I really am, but I couldn't let him get away with it, not again." He nods. "I know you're right" he says, holding my hand. "I can't do what you just did, I mean, we got bills to pay and we need to eat, but whatever you want, I'm behind you one thousand percent." "I know" I say quietly. "Guess I'd better start looking for a job, right?" "Nuh uh" he says pulling me to him. "You've got a full time job already, looking after me. You saw how I get if I'm left alone, right?" I groan. "How could I forget?" I ask, kissing him.
A knock at the door brings us back to reality a few minutes later. "Just a sec" Jon yells, straightening his clothes before looking at me. I nod and he opens the door. "Joe?" he asks. "Why the fuck are you knocking?" "Duh" Joe says, looking at Jon as if he grew an extra head. "You, plus Lora, plus an empty locker room, equals, well, unspeakable actions on our sofa." I laugh, he's nearly right. "A few more seconds and you'd be right Anoa'i" I say, standing up and kissing his cheek. "I'm gonna head to catering, kinda hungry. You want anything Jon?" "My wife back without any drama" he says. "But I get the feeling that's way too much to hope for." I wink and head out, closing the door behind me.
Great. Renee is in catering, sat with Summer and Brie. "Hey Lora" Brie calls. I wave and carry on to the food, grabbing whatever takes my fancy. "Should you be eating all that junk?" Brie calls over. "I mean, what are they having you wrestle in?" "Um, my bathtub with my husband" I say, ignoring Renee and sitting next to Brie. Brie frowns. "I didn't mean that" she says. "I meant..." "I know what you meant Brie" I say smiling. "I'm not actually wrestling in anything." "Hasn't Sandra prepared anything?" Summer asks. I shrug. "No idea" I admit. She nods. "Using your stuff from NXT for now?" she asks. I shake my head, taking a huge bite from my sandwich. "Lora you're not making sense" Brie finally snaps. "How can you wrestle tonight with no gear?" "Simple" I say looking at Renee. "I'm not wrestling tonight." She looks down at the table quickly. Brie frowns as she looks at her. "You went through with it, didn't you?" she says suddenly. "You complained, even though Lora was well within her rights to warn you. Fuck Renee! What is wrong with you?" I shake my head, putting my hand on Brie's arm. "She did me a favour" I say. "Contract terminated. No more wrestling. Now I get to do what I like doing best. Being around my husband." Renee looks at me quickly. "He fired you?" she asks. "No, he didn't" Hunter says from behind me. "Lora quit. Lora, a word please?" I shake my head. "Nothing to say to you, Hunter" I say, not even looking at him. Brie, Summer and Renee all stare at me in shock. "Ok" Hunter says. "Can one of you girls let the Shield know their DVD goes on general release in two weeks?" "DVD?" I ask, standing up and turning to face him. He frowns. "Yes Lora" he says. "The DVD. Surely you haven't forgotten?" I smirk. "Oh, that DVD" I say, slapping my head. "Oh no, that DVD won't be going on general release at all." He frowns. "What do you mean?" he asks. "Oh dear, Hunter" I say. "It must have slipped your mind, how silly of you. See, I don't recall signing anything that gives you or your company permission to use my image, or my likeness, in any DVD intended for general release. Try and release it, and I'll see you in court. Catch you later Brie." I walk back to the locker room smiling to myself.
"What have you done?" Jon asks as soon as I walk through the door. "Nothing" I say sweetly, kissing him and flopping on the sofa next to him. It's all I have time to do before the door bursts open. Hunter. "You!" he yells. I smirk up at him. "Yes, Hunter?" I ask. "Something you need? Like, oh, I don't know, a signature, perhaps?" Jon frowns. "The fuck?" he asks, clearly confused. "Ambrose" Hunter growls. "Get her out of here. Now. Before I do something we all regret." "Woah now hold on a mother fucking minute" Jon growls back, standing up. "You ain't coming in here, acting all big and threatening my fucking wife Hunter. Somebody better tell me what the fuck is going on. Now!" "It's ok Jon" I say, grabbing his arm. "I'm gonna go home anyway. I'll talk to you later." "The fuck you are" he snaps. "You're staying here, with me. I am not being left in the dark here guys. Somebody better talk, and they better start now." "Your wife" Hunter says, staring at me. "Has basically cancelled the DVD release." Jon looks at me quickly. "You what?" he asks. I shrug. "I don't work here Jon" I remind him. "Therefore, the company does not have automatic permission to use my likeness in any promotional footage, or DVDs intended for general release. I never signed anything giving them permission to uses it, either. Isn't that right, Hunter?" He glares at me for ages before finally nodding. Jon smirks. "Seems like my wife has you, and the company, by the proverbial balls then doesn't it, Hunter" he says. "This is not the end of this, Lora" Hunter warns, walking out and slamming the door behind him.