Author's bit: The heat is really going to rise now! Though this is a behind the camera story, I'm using TV names instead of real names so it's easier to follow. As ever, let me know if you like the show :-)

Monday 20th June - Early afternoon, before WWE Raw

"C'mon Becky, show me what's in the bag already! Stop teasing me!" Seth Rollins said, exasperated. He was sitting backstage with Becky, hours before WWE Raw was set to broadcast.

"OK bro," Becky said with a sly smile, clutching a plastic bag. "Only now I've raised your Becks-pectations."

Seth groaned. "Oh my God, you and your damn puns."

WWE held its annual Money in the Bank event the previous night. Aside from the chaotic main event which saw Seth win and lose the WWE title, Becky had her own time to shine. She teamed with Natalya vs. Charlotte and Dana - just as John Cena had said, before it was ever announced.

"Mortal Kombat X?" Seth said puzzled, as Becky revealed one of the contents of her bag. "Wait, does this mean you're entering Xavier's tournament? I never had you down as much of a gamer."

"That would be correct," Becky grinned, holding the game case. "It's the last tournament he can have before the split. I need to prepare if I want to be in."

Xavier Woods was planning a Mortal Kombat tournament for his gaming YouTube channel, UpUpDownDown. He invited all WWE superstars, because WWE were about to split their roster into two again and wouldn't be able to do a tournament this big for a long time.

"You're going to get creamed Becky. I hope you have good insurance," Seth said, almost laughing. He noticed a small box of Japanese cuisine in Becky's bag. "What's with the fish? You don't eat fish."

"Just call me Nurse Becky," slipping the game into the bag, Becky turned away. "And the sushi ain't for me."

Seth paused, then grinned and said, "You got a man we don't know about? You know Bayley will tell me all about it if I ask."

"Shut up Seth," Becky said playfully. "You and Bayley are one thing, but this ain't like that. It's for John."

"John?" Seth dropped his smile. "Is this something to do with main eventing those house shows with him?

"Not exactly," Becky said coyly. "Well, yeah, but then he helped me out with something after that. This is just to say thanks, that's all."

"Ah right," Seth said, starting to tie up his wrestling boots. "Just don't make Nikki jealous or anything."

"Oh she isn't here!" Becky dismissed. Nikki Bella, John's girlfriend had been off for nine months with a serious neck injury. "Besides, it's just a little sushi. Everyone's gotta eat. I think I'll go and find him now actually."

Becky got up, and quickly Seth held her wrist gently. Standing up himself, he said, "Seriously, don't be interfering with John too much. Nikki's really protective of him. Give him your thing and just carry on, alright?"

Looking into Seth's casually warning eyes, Becky responded, "Yeah, sure bro. I gotta go..." She began to walk away, and Seth continued tying his boots.

"Don't forget to actually play the game, 'Nurse Becky'."

"Shut up Seth," Becky smiled and kept on walking.

What does he think I'm trying to do with John anyway? Paranoid.

Hours passed, and a whole episode of WWE Raw hit the airwaves, but John Cena was nowhere to be found backstage. He had been on TV, yet Becky couldn't find him at all.

Not until the very last chance, at least.

"You got the hotel address hun?" Nattie called to Becky from the driver's seat. At 23:30, they were in arena car park preparing for the drive to the next arena for Smackdown.

"Got it right here Nattie, what are travelling buddies for?" Becky said, closing the trunk. As she did, someone asleep and alone in a car caught her eye. "I'll just be minute, I think someone's asleep in here."

"Just leave them! We need to go already!" Nattie said impatiently, but to no avail Becky was off to help, true to character. She walked up to the car window and tapped louder than a bullet from a gun.

John?

Picking his head up from the wheel, John lowered his window. "Hey Becky, what's up?"

"I-I thought you were some production guy asleep in his car," Becky stammered out.

"Yeah, you're halfway there," John laughed, "I was in China most of last week, flew straight into wrestling the last couple of shows. I was looking forward to catching a nap somewhere. This was the best somewhere."

"Well... I just wanted to say thank you," Becky said. "Thanks for pushing to the office to get Nattie and me on Money in the Bank last night. I got you something." She handed over the plastic bag of sushi to him.

"That's awesome, thank you," John smiled. "I'll eat that when I finally get some sleep."

I'm glad he likes it...

Becky bit her lip, hesitated, and finally said, "Y'know, I bought it from this place that does really good bento. Maybe, if you're not busy, sometime, we could pass through there."

An eternity passed before John said, "Nah, that's alright. Not sure if I'd have the time just now."

Becky's heart sank just a little.

"But this will go down smooth, thank you," John said, holding up the bag. "And you didn't have to do this. You, Nattie, all you girls deserve way more than you're getting." Looking into the bag again, he pulled out Becky's copy of Mortal Kombat X.

"Oh..." Becky said, just realising she'd done. "Sorry, that's mine, I need to practice for Xavier's tournament in a few weeks. I suck at fighting games."

John contemplated for a moment, then said, "You know what? I'm entering the tournament, and I too suck at this game. Maybe we could suck at this together?"

"What?!" Becky blurted out.

"You know what I mean," John smiled, "You suck, I suck. If we practice together, say before Raw next Monday, we might suck less by the time the tournament's on."

"Like a giant tootsie pop, if we keep sucking eventually it'll stop!" Becky joked.

A loud honk from afar burst through the car park. "Becky! Come on!!" Nattie shouted.

"She sounds like she's as tired as me," John held his hand out. "What do you say? Playdate?"

Playdate?

"Who says 'playdate' anymore?" Becky said, laughing.

"Yes, as in, we're playing Mortal Kombat next week in the name of sucking less," John reiterated.

"You're on, Johnny Boy. I'll be your playmate," Becky shook John's hand. "Gotta run before Nattie runs me over."

"Drive safe," John smiled, as she walked back to her car.

Blushing as bright as her hair, Becky pondered over what she'd just said.

I'll be your playmate...