"I gotta tell the guys" Jon groans. "I mean, this DVD not getting released affects their earnings too." I shake my head, putting my hand on his arm. "I never said I wouldn't do it Jon" I say. "All he has to do is ask. But I'm not telling him that. Let him see that he can't just bully people until he gets his own way, see how he likes it when it's turned on him." "Five minutes...woah" Colby says walking in. "The fuck is wrong with you two?" "Huh?" Jon asks, confused. "You're alone, in here, and still fully clothed!" Colby says laughing. I groan. "We don't always have sex Colby" I say standing up. He gives me a knowing look. "Lora" he says. "Darling. We had the same camera crew as you guys. They wanna know how there isn't a full football squad plus substitutes of mini Jon and Lora's running around your apartment." I grin, opening the door. "One at a time Colby" I say, winking at Jon. "Is she?" Colby squeals as I run out the door. I'll leave Jon to get out of that one.
"In here" a voice says. "Now." Someone grabs my arm and pulls me into a locker room. "Nicole!" I yell. "I just shit a brick! The fuck is going on?" "I could ask you the same thing Lora!" she yells back at me. "So what, you work your ass off at NXT, get called up, and quit? The fuck is that all about?" "It's about the control freak that pays the wages" I say, slumping on a bench. "Plus the whore that's trying to convince the world and its brother that she's shagging my husband. I just, I don't want that drama Nikki. I just wanted to work with my husband, and go home with my husband. Clearly that's too much to ask for." She shakes her head. "What have you done with the real Lora?" she asks quietly, sitting next to me. "The one who doesn't let anyone, or anything get in the way of what she wants? The one who tells Hunter exactly what she thinks of him and doesn't give a fuck what happens?" I shrug. "She got beaten in Florida" I say. "When Hunter encouraged her to go so his precious Canadian bimbo could get photo ops with her husband to keep her twitter mentions up. I'm done, Nikki, I can't do it anymore. This company, it's bigger than me, I know that, but I'm not gonna let it control me. I've still got Jon, my marriage is all that matters. Who knows, now I'll just travel with him for a while and then maybe we'll have kids." "Kids?" she asks. "You serious? Jon reproducing? Is that a good idea?" "Actually" I say, standing up. "It's an excellent idea. One of my best. I gotta go, I'll see you later." I run out of the room, colliding with someone outside the door. I look up quickly. It's Jon. "We need a baby" we both say at the same time. He pulls me outside quickly.
"Ok" he says quietly. "Did we just fucking agree Lora?" I nod slowly. "I think so" I say, looking up at him. "It's never crossed my mind until now Jon, but after being here tonight, all the shit that's going on, I don't wanna do this. I don't wanna wrestle." He nods. "For what it's worth" he says. "You should. You're amazing. Could totally freshen up the divas division." "Biased opinion Jon" I say. "You're my husband. If you said I was shit, I'd be worried." "And I'd be lying" he says. "Lora, I'm not saying we need one now..." "Good!" I say. "They take nine months to cook properly, you know. Plus, we gotta have loads of practice actually making one too." "That's the part I'm looking forward to the most" he says kissing me. "Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is, valet for us. It's not physical, there's no risk. Please?" I groan. "Let me think about it Jon" I say. He nods. "I gotta get inside" he says. "Last match has gone over, but I gotta be ready for when it ends. I love you, Lora Good." I smile, holding his hand. "I love you too, Jonathan Good" I say. He smiles and leads me back into the arena.
The guys are waiting for him by gorilla. "Come on Romeo" Joe teases. "We gotta go to our entrance. Catch you in a bit, Lor. Don't go pissing off any more COO's." I smile. "Are there more I could piss off?" I ask, looking around. Jon groans. "Don't give her ideas guys" he says, kissing me softly. "Wait here for me. Do not move." I nod and cross my heart as he laughs. They all wave and follow their security along the corridor. I turn and watch the monitor, smiling when their music finally starts. Carrano gets me a chair and I take it from him, sitting right in front of the monitor to watch their match.
Carrano is talking to me as I watch, and I'm trying to be polite and answer him but it's just taking my attention away from Jon. "Sorry Mark" I say, pointing at the monitor. "Any other time, I'd be glad of the distraction, but not while my husband is out there." He nods. "You know" he says. "He was the same while you were at NXT. Always scouring for rumours, watching the tapes of the rehearsals. He's your biggest critic, but your biggest fan." I nod, slowly, as I watch the screen. Shit. Something is wrong. Sheamus has kicked him, but it's gone wrong. Jon hasn't got up. Mark sees me getting tense and looks at the screen. "Tell me it's a work Carrano" I beg. He grabs a radio, talking to Hunter quickly. He looks at me and shakes his head. "Fuck!" I yell, jumping up. Before Carrano or anyone can stop me, I'm through the curtain and running down to the ring, ditching my heels halfway up the entrance ramp in the process.