Dean watched her. He smirked to himself, because he knew that if he had to, he'd take on that damned goat faced son of a bitch just to make her see what her abandoning him was going to cost her. And then, he'd take on anyone who came after the goat faced guy.

"Man.. Focus.. We got our orders." Seth Rollins said as he elbowed Dean who in turn grunted and nodded, still fixed on watching Vivienne across the room with the two morons that he assumed were her "guards" here. The last time they'd been on a circuit together right after their break up, the guards had been a tag team too.

Of course, he knew damn well Viv could fight for herself and didn't mind doing so. He inhaled a sharp breath as he remembered some of their ugliest fights and smirked. She could claim otherwise, but she was probably just as ruthless in a fight as he was.

She just liked saving it.

Vivienne felt the chill, knew he was watching her, and she bit her lip, subconciously scooting closer to Bryan as she sat eating her turkey sandwich. Bryan, of course, scowled, backed away a bit. But he wanted to smile a little. If she moved closer to him...

It meant she felt semi safe with him.

He could feel Dean staring at her too, the intensity of the gaze was almost scary, quite frankly. He almost turned around and said something, but Glenn gave him a curt head shake, as if to say "not now, danielson" and he dropped his eyes back to the vegan meal that was sitting in front of him.

Glenn had to give the curvy brunette credit. She was trying like hell to keep Bryan's attitude about having a valet from getting to her, and she was also trying to keep her mind off of the fact that her slightly insane and jealous, bitter ex was sitting a few feet away, staring at her intently.

" You okay?" he asked as he happened to notice her hands shaking a little.

" Yeah.. Just not used to being around everyone yet, that's all. " Vivienne replied calmly as she stood and stretched, slunk to the garbage.

Bryan swore as he saw Dean stand and follow her over to the garbgae. Again, Glenn shook his head and then mouthed, " Later, goatface. What's your problem? You act like you'd rather chew on nails than have her as a part of the team."

Danielson shrugged, raked his hands through his hair as he sat and watched her, the way she moved, the way her body looked in the crimson colored altered shirt she wore and the ragged denim mini skirt. He was trying to make himself see that when this was all over, she'd still wind up going back to Ambrose.

This, for some reason, apparently pissed him off and he managed to spill his bottled water staring at Ambrose with intense hatred.

Dean caught Vivienne by the arm, not like he normally did, roughly, but gently. The gentle touch was enough to shock her. He pulled a rose from behind his back, held it out to her.

Vivienne glared coldly and then said quietly, "You're not doing this to me again. You won. I'm so scared of you, Dean, that I can't even sleep at night." as she sidestepped him and walked out of the room, trying to get her hands to stop shaking and her throat to open back up, so she could breathe again.

But he caught up to her in the hallway, his hands went to her hips and his thumb rolled over the skin exposed slowly, as he whispered into her ear in a menacing voice, " If you come back now, Viv.. I might even let Goat Face keep breathing. It's not too late, babe."

" Yes, Dean. It is. And you're not going to scare me anymore. Do whatever the hell you want to me, but leave Daniel Bryan out of it.. Please?"

Her voice softened at the last part, she bit her lip as she studied his eyes. She knew his answer before he even said it.

" Nope." he said coldly as he walked off to find Seth Rollins and Roman, to go and talk to their boss, find out who had to be "dealt with" tonight.

Even though he had this new side agenda, with Viv and her little playtoy, he was still clearly focused on the task he'd been presented with.

Bryan couldn't just keep sitting there and so he'd wandered out into the hallway, and just in time to hear Ambrose make a veiled threat towards not only her, but apparently, him.

Then he'd heard her beg Dean to leave him out of it in that soft voice she had, the voice that'd sort of crept it's way into all of his dreams at night since the show had paired them as valet and fighter.

He rubbed his neck and wondered why she'd go to the trouble of hiding this from anyone. Why she'd be so damn worried about him, when in the two or three weeks she'd been his valet, he'd treated her just as badly, if not worse than he'd treated AJ.

But in his defense, this time around, he did actually care about and was falling for Vivienne. And the way he was treating her was only to keep her from getting past his defenses then hurting him like his ex had.

He walked up behind her and tapped her shoulder.

Vivienne turned around and for a moment, the fear stayed there in her eyes, but then she quickly formed a flirty smirk and then asked, "Awww.. Did you actually miss me?" as a veiled attempt to keep from drawing attention to her ex having been bothering her just now.

Bryan rolled his eyes, not really meaning it, but then he reached out and trailed his finger across a very faint scar on her forehead before brushing her bangs back out of her face. " Does he do that a lot?"

Vivienne flinched at the unexpected touch and then biting her lip said quietly, "Why exactly do you even give a shit? You made it plain how you feel about me being your valet, and valeting team hell no. I don't poke my nose into your life, Bryan, don't do it with mine." calmly as she slunk away down the hallway.

He raked his hand through his hair, then stroking his beard leaned against the wall. He just didn't get her.. One minute, she was flirting, laughing, happy.. Then if he tried to ask her something maybe a little personal she was either using sexuality as a weapon or just being all out bitchy.

Then again, he had treated her like shit for two or three weeks now, and avoided her like the plague when they weren't at the arena.

And now, he was getting the distinct feeling that she was in whatever was going on with herself and her ex way over her head.

His mind turned back to the scar on her forehead, and he bit his cheek as he wondered if Dean, that cold bastard, that insane son of a bitch put it there.

A low growl escaped before he could stop it, and he punched a wall. His emotions were zigzagging, the normally calm and laid back guy off screen he was, he hated this.

A tap to his shoulder had him turning around. Kaitlyn stood there and she looked at him, trying not to laugh.

" If you're wondering... I actually am one of her best friends and I know pretty much everything about her. Just if you're wondering." Kaitlyn said quietly before walking off to go and find AJ and John, maybe talk to them for a while.

Bryan bit his lip and then called out her name, catching up to her.

"I just want to know one thing, Kaitlyn.. Why'd Levesque put her with me, and as valet for Team Hell No when she's not fighting her own matches?"

" He didn't.. She asked to be your valet, you idiot." Kaitlyn said calmly as she started to walk off again.

Bryan blinked as he bit his lip. Knowing this changed everything.. But parts of him still cynically didn't believe Kaitlyn, given her history with him and the way she was known for playing jokes.

He set off to find Paul, who confirmed it all.

Then he set off to find her, but Heath Slater said that he'd seen her going out to the parking garage, talking on her cell phone.

"Was she by herself?" Bryan asked, as he looked at Heath.

" Yeah, man.. You two have a fight or somethin? I can write her a song, for ya?"

" Umm, no.. And no, we're not.. I'm just trying to get a straight fucking answer from her for once." Bryan said as he set off to go find Kane now.

Dean watched all of this and his rage was now at an all time high. So she'd ASKED to be paired with the little goatfaced bastard, had she?

Now, he was definitely going to snap the guys neck.