Matt grabbed Adam by the hair and threw him into the wall. He hit the wall on impact and groaned in pain as he felt blood flow freely from his nose. Adam shielded his face as he saw Matt stalking towards him again, raising his fists and hitting Adam. He scarcely heard Amy screaming in the back round as a crowd gathered around them. Adam felt someone pull Matt off him and he took the time to stand up. He touched his nose and saw his blood all over his hand and floor. He felt Amy's hand touch his shoulder, but looking at Matt and seeing his vengeful eyes, he saw nothing but red. Adam yelled and charged at Matt, spearing him and hearing Matt's back hit the concrete floor as Adam began to hit Matt in the face. By this time, Adam felt someone grab him and pull him roughly off of Matt. "Get the fuck off me!" he yelled.

"Come down!" Steve shouted as he pushed him away from Matt and blocked his path.

Adam saw Paul holding Matt back as he yelled, "I'm gonna kill him!"

"Bring it!" Adam shouted back.

"Enough!" Steve yelled again as he pushed Adam back again and held out his arms. "If you two don't settle down right now, I'm gonna open a can of whoop ass on you both!"

"What the hell is going here?" Stephanie asked as she John approached the scene. Stephanie narrowed her eyes at Adam and Matt, both that ignored her presence. "What the fuck is the problem?" she demanded again but more austerely. She saw Adam's nose bleeding, Amy crying hysterically with Trish trying to sooth her, and Matt bleeding from an open cut on his forehead.

"These two girls just started a pissing match," Steve answered while looking at Matt and Adam both to make sure they didn't start fighting again.

"All right, you know what?" Stephanie said angrily. "I am so sick of you two and your fucking fighting. This is getting resolved the McMahon way." Both Matt and Adam raised their eyebrows and looked at Stephanie. "I'm putting you two in a ladder match. At the top of the ladder will be a briefcase. Whoever wins gets a title shot," she told them. "Who ever loses is fired."

Adam looked at Stephanie with wide eyes. "What? Steph…"

Matt smiled at him evilly. "Afraid you're gonna lose?" he challenged.

"Oh, shove it!"

"Enough!" Stephanie screamed. Everyone became silent and looked at Stephanie taken aback. "Until next Monday, you two are to stay away from each other. If I see either of you in the same room, I'll fire you."

With that, Stephanie spun on her heel and stomped off. Everyone looked at each other in a state of shock and silence. Paul glanced at them then took off after his wife. "Hey!" Paul called out as he caught up with her. "Stephanie, wait."

"What for?" she snapped.

Paul frowned and grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around to look at him. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Stephanie spat, grabbing his hand forcefully and pulling it off her.

Paul watched her walk off again in surprise. "Steph…"

"Just stay away from me!"

Paul watched as Stephanie disappeared in the corridor as he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. He turned to see Melina watching Stephanie disappear. "What's with her?"

Paul shook his head slowly and frowned. "I don't know."

"What do you mean you told her?" Shane demanded.

John shrugged. "She wanted to know."

"God dammit, John…" Shane muttered as he took off his jacket. "How'd she take it?"

"She threw up," he answered grimacing. "It wasn't pretty…"

"I'm not joking…"

"Me either," John replied. "I think she wants evidence, you know? Like it's hard to believe?"

Shane nodded his head. "Because it is."

"What did you two do?" John and Shane turned to see a very pissed off Trish standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips and glaring at the two men. "Do you want to explain to me why Stephanie is even more pissed off then she was when she got here?"

Shane pointed at John. "Because Cena opened his mouth."

Trish narrowed her eyes at John who backed up a few feet. "Hey, she needed to know."

"We don't know if he is cheating!" Trish said loudly.

"Who's cheating?"

All three turned around to see John, Melina's boyfriend, standing behind Trish, looking at each of them carefully, all asking themselves the same question. Were Paul and Melina cheating?

Stephanie pulled out her keys from her purse and fumbled with them as she approached her car. As she stopped by it, her hands were shaking so violently that she dropped her keys. Cursing to herself, she bent down to pick them up. When she stood up again, she looked over the hood of her car and saw Paul and Melina walking to a rental car together, laughing. Stephanie narrowed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm herself. She clicked the button on her eyes and opened the door, starting the car up. Throwing her purse in the seat next to her, Stephanie shifted the car to the drive and burned rubber as she left the arena. She purposely took the back way out to avoid any fans that were leaving the show. As she drove down the highway, she saw Melina's rental car a few cars behind her. Curiosity got the best of Stephanie as she switched over to the far right lane and slowed down to let them past her. As Stephanie kept her distance, she grabbed her purse and pulled out her cell phone. She glanced at it to see if she had any missed calls; hoping that Paul had called her worried, but there were no calls. Stephanie became more furious and upset as she wiped away the tears that fell down her cheeks.

It was about six miles or so when Stephanie pulled into a motel. It wasn't a very nice one; not like her and the stars stayed in, but it wasn't too run down either. It was simply a place in which Stephanie would never be caught in; sitting in her Mercedes, Stephanie felt out of place and a little scared that she'd be carjacked. As she saw Melina's car, the thoughts disappeared from her mind as she parked in a far and dark place, watching as her husband and Melina stepped out of the car. Stephanie shut off her lights and engine as she peered through the windshield. She saw Melina tuck her hand in Paul's belt and Stephanie became furious. She watched in silence as her blood began to boil and the night carried on.