"Randy!! Wake Up!" John yelled from outside his hotel room door.

Randy drug himself fro, his bed to answer to door. He opened it to let John in and then returned to his bed.

"I thought you were going back to your room after you got off the phone with Ali. If I would have known that you were going to drink yourself into a stupid state, I would have stayed." John said.

"Man, I don't even remember what happened after I got off the phone with Ali." Randy said from under his pillow.

"Do you even know what time you got back?"

"Nope. I don't even remember how I got back here." Randy said. John looked at him with his eyebrows raised. "Yes, know that's not like me. I wish I could remember what happened though, or at least how I got up here."

"I'm sure one of the security guards drug you up here." John said laughing. "Man if Ali could see you now. She would intentionally make it worse."

"If Ali was here, I probably would remember how I got up here." Randy said. "I can't wait till she gets home tomorrow."

"Trish feels the same way. I swear Ali hasn't had time to go to any of her meetings. Every time I see you or Trish, one of you is either on the phone with her or texting her." John said. "Plus, the guys won't have to fend for themselves with their tapings and injuries. It just isn't the same without Ali around. She keeps us all in order. What would we do without her?"

Ali walked into her office for the night, seeing a bouquet of daisies. Smiling she went over to them and smelled them. "Randy, what am I going to do with you?" She said turning around. She saw a small manila envelope on one of her tables, walking over to it, she picked it up.

Do Not Open Till After RAW.

Curious, she put it over by the flowers, deciding to do what it said.

Ali's night had been going well. She had been visited by almost everyone, periodically throughout the night. Curiosity was beginning to get the best of her as she paced her room, going back and forth between watching Randy's match and the envelope. Randy's match was the last one of the night, so as soon as the ref counted the 1-2-3 to give Randy the win, she reached for the envelope.

Walking over to her couch, she sat down and opened it. Inside were some pictures and a letter. She pulled out the letter and read it first, tears coming to her eyes.

'Tell your fiancée he was a great fuck.'

Ali was shaking by now as she slowly pulled out the pictures and looked at them, tears streaming down her face.

Anger welling up inside of her, Ali stood up as she stuffed the pictures into her back pocket and went down the hallway.

Bursting through the door to the diva locker room, Ali set her sights on one woman in the corner.

"Hey Ali." Kate said with a smug smile on her face. "Is something wrong?"

Ali smiled as she stepped back and tackled Kate to the ground, throwing punches at her. The rest of the divas in the locker room looked on, some cheering on Ali as they watched the two fight in the floor. Trish went to get Randy and John.

Running down the hallway, she found John and Randy talking to Adam and Jeff.

"Hey Trish, what's wrong?" Randy asked as she ran toward them.

"Randy, I think you better get some bail money ready so you can bail Ali out of jail." Trish said. They guys gave her some puzzling looks. "She's kicking the shit out of Kate right now."

Hearing this, the guys took off running towards the diva locker room. Opening the door, their eyes grew wide at the sight they saw before them. Ali was on top of Kate, who was trying to cover herself up. Kate's head had been split open just below her hairline and Ali had some bleeding scratch marks on her arms from Kate's mails.

Randy and Jeff ran over to separate the girls.

"Ali, what is wrong?" Randy asked, holding her back. Ali stopped fighting him as he set her down. She turned around to face him, nothing but pure hatred and anger in her eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked again.

Ali said nothing as she stepped back and kicked Randy in the groin. Falling to the ground holding himself, Ali stood above him.

"You fucking bastard!!" She screamed, tears filling her eyes again. She pulled out the pictures from her back pocket and threw them at him. "I gave you my heart, my life and myself and you turned around and threw it back at me. How could you?" She said quietly. She looked down at her left hand and took off her ring and crouched beside him.

"Give this to the person you really love." She said as she threw it at him. She stood back up and left the locker room.

Everyone stood around the locker room looking at each other, wondering what the hell had just happened.