Seth found Cesaro standing in the men's locker room lacing up his boots. Heyman was standing there talking on his cellphone. It reminded him of when he was a kid and seeing Heyman carring around his huge cellphone on TV. Now he had a smart phone.

Seth went up and gave Cesaro a hard shove. "What's he doing here?" He demanded pointing at Heyman.

Heyman, who had ended the call when he saw Seth, stepped forward. "Get your hands off my client Mr. Rollins." Seth backed up a little. He could definitely take Heyman but at the moment he didn't see a reason to. "Now since you asked so nicely I'll tell you. Things are about to come crashing down in your little fantasy world you've created whether you realize it or not. I'm here to make sure Antonio's interests are protected."

"And what interests are those?" He asked folding his arms over his chest.

"Those interests are none of your business," Heyman said. "What business is it to you anyway? You're leaving to go back to the minor leagues. People generally work their way up from Ring of Honor. They don't go back to the indies. Maybe you should get yourself a manager. Or advocate. But not me. I'm going to stay as far away from you and Reigns as I can."

"What about Dean?"

Heyman smirked. "That's an interesting question isn't it?"

"Seth," Punk said sticking his head in the locker room. "Dean's about to go on TV. I thought you'd want to be at Gorilla in case something happens."

"Punk."

"Heyman."

That was the only exchange as Punk and Seth walked away. "Heyman said he was going to stay away from me and Roman but he didn't say why not Dean."

"Yeah I heard," Punk said. "Look Seth we can worry about that later. We…"

Here Comes the Money started playing in the arena. Punk and Seth hurried to Gorilla where they found AJ and Roman waiting. Dean was standing close to the curtain waiting. "Do I have music?" he asked.

Roman thought it was a strange question at first until it struck him. "You can use the Shield's."

The sound technician brought the song up into queue. He was just waiting for Dean to tell him to play the music.

DDD

In the arena Shane was waiting for the crowd to quiet down before he spoke. "As some of you may have read on , I have been searching for a RAW General Manager to help me run RAW. I have found one as well as one for Smackdown. I would like to take the moment to welcome back," there was a long pause before Shane continued "Dean Ambrose."

The arena went nuts as the Shield's music started playing. Dean stepped through the curtain and looked around at everyone. He had chosen to wear his old Shield hoody zipped up and his black leather jacket and jeans.

Dean walked down the ramp and stopped in front of the ring. there was a loud Welcome Back chant. They had no idea how long that felt to him. It may have been a year for them supposedly, but it still felt like two years to him. He hadn't minded staying backstage and off screen in NXT. Now he was glad to be out there.

He took the mic that had been left on the ring steps by Shane. He stepped into the ring. He suddenly had a feeling of dread for a brief moment. He didn't know why. It should feel normal to him. When was the last time he was here? He couldn't remember.

"Thanks for hiring me," Dean said. "It's different being on this side of the camera again. I may not remember 2014 but I think I can handle this. Just don't expect me to jump off the top rope," he said jokingly.

"Don't break your ankle this time!" a fan yelled from the crowd.

Dean chuckled. "I make no promises. I do want to take the time to announce the main event tonight. Roman Reigns vs Cesaro. In a…"

The lights went out.

Dean stood there in the middle of the ring wondering what was going on. When the lights came back on there was nothing different. "Someone forget to pay the electric bill?" he asked Shane.

Security came into the ring. He looked at one of the security guards and frowned. He looked at the other security guards but they all looked like the usually people they hired for these events.

The lights suddenly went out again. The security guard that had caught Dean's eye started whispering in Dean's ear.

When the lights came on Dean had a very blank look on his face and wondered how he got into this ring. The last thing he remembered was Georgia.

DDD

Notes: I almost wrote this as someone else returning as Smackdown General Manager but somehow that seemed beneath him.