Jordyn was preparing for the contract signing for Hell in a Cell this Sunday. She had been in a conversation with Punk and Heyman's lawyers, checking the contract out; pointing out things that they were not happy about. Especially Heyman's lawyers, who kept complaining that she was favoring Punk over his client and Ryback. First, it was Jordyn's decision to make the matches happen. She was the one that added the 'shock value' to the match by stating that the winner of the Beat the Clock challenge gets to pick everything that will happen in the match. It happened to be that Punk was out for blood. Heyman could have been a coward and not agreed to let his guys participate in these matches, - but Paul was so stubborn and wanted CM Punk out of his life for good that he had to agree to Jordyn's stipulations. Sadly, things did not turn out the way that he wanted it, but the match was happening.

"Miss Brooks."

Jordyn turned around, facing Seth Rollins of The Shield, who had left Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns outside, so he would be able to ask for her approval for this one thing. Jordyn stared at Seth; not expecting to be called in for something. What in the hell did Seth want? Was someone outside and he was just asking if it was okay for him or her to be let out the door.

"Punk is outside, do you want him in the room?" Seth had asked as soon as Jordyn turned around in the calmest way possible, not to frightened the pregnant woman.

"Yes, of course," Jordyn granted Seth permission. "I need to talk to him about tonight's contract signing." Seth walked away and stood by the door, gesturing Punk, giving him permission to access the room. Punk came in, not before exchanging a stare at Seth, who silently walked out the door to stand, guarding the door.

"You are really working The Shield too hard. Do you need permission for your own husband to enter the room?" the thought of Punk having to be asked permission to enter his own wife's office was quite funny for him. Jordyn didn't think that she was working The Shield too hard; this is what she normally had Big E Langston doing for her. Instead of continuing to think about, she laughed.

"You're right, Phil. They are efficient," she gave a smirk; reminding Punk of when he said that The Shield were efficient. "But, enough of them, we need to discuss the contract signing tonight?" she went straight to business, holding the contract in her hands. "I have discussed with your lawyer, Heyman and Ryback's lawyers about the contract and Heyman's lawyer assisted that you will not lay physical contact with Heyman or Ryback until this Sunday. This means, you lay a finger on Ryback or Heyman, the match will be called off."

Punk's eyes widened a bit; looking at his wife, just thinking that all of this won't end pretty for him. "So, you want me to not lay a hand on them? Are they allowed to put their hands on me?" he asked.

"They can't do the same thing, don't you worry." Jordyn smiled, rubbing Punk's right cheek with her delicate hand. She placed her hand back to her side and took a deep breath. "Shield, come in!" she screamed, and running in was Dean, Seth and Roman in that order, standing in her path, waiting for the task that they are going to do. "You three are going to stand guard in the ring, if either man plans to get physical with one another tonight, you stop them, no matter what it takes."

A long, wooden table was placed in the center of the ring. In one side, stood Punk and on the other side, stood Paul Heyman and Ryback. Jordyn stood at the center, where the table ended. The Shield were surrounding the ring for protection. Dean stood on the apron on Punk's side, Roman stood on the apron on the Heyman/Ryback side and Seth was in the apron right between them. What stood on the table was the contact and pen, waiting for a man to place their signature on the paper.

"Ladies and gentleman, welcome to the contact signing for the CM Punk versus Ryback and Paul Heyman two-on-one elimination handicap match, which will take place in Hell in a Cell!" Jordyn exclaimed through the mic, sending cheers all throughout the arena full of WWE fans; the intensity in the ring was too much for them. "Now gentleman, your lawyers have looked over this contact alone and with myself, and in request of Mr. Heyman and his lawyer, there will be no physical action between Punk and him tonight and by direct orders of myself, Paul or Ryback will not put their hands on Punk or this match will be gone. Gentlemen, the floor is yours, say what you want."

"Miss Brooks, I can tell you that there will be no trouble from my side, but I know that Punk and he can have a bit of a temper. This will cause him to have an aggressive personality, - but Jordyn, I think you know all about Punk's aggression." Paul had said it in his own disgusting way. Jordyn didn't know if Paul was talking about aggression in a sexual way, but she couldn't help, but feel disturbed about it.

"Paul, I have always been the one that likes to keep his anger locked up. I prefer to store all of my anger inside myself, and lash it out at the right time. The right time would have been right now, but in the direct orders of the lawyers, I guess I will have to save it until this Sunday. Do you know how much anger that is? That is a lot of anger. This goes back to Money in the Bank, Paul. Making fun of my wife just crossed the line with me." Punk did not respond well to the insult to his wife from Paul. Is Paul just setting himself up a grave?

"Punk, you have crossed the line. You're just an ungrateful punk that needs to be put to his place. Paul Heyman was the best thing to happen to your life. It's your loss that you don't have him manager. It's a huge gain for me. After this is done, Paul wants me to go after the World Championship. With you out of the way, that grants me permission. There's nothing that you or your pig of a wife can do about it." Ryback retorted.

Jordyn's jaw dropped in anger, making Punk stand up. Paul knew that he had Punk wrapped around his finger. You could tell it from the grin that Paul had on his face. Jordyn didn't know how to respond to any of this. She was so offended that there were not any words that she could say to make everything better.

"How dare you involve me in this discussion, Ryback. The only way that you would get into the WWE title match is if it's over my own dead body!" Jordyn yelled at Ryback an then turned to face Paul Heyman. "What are you smiling at Paul? Fine, smile. It is going to be the last time that you are going to because after Punk kicks your ass. It might be impossible to find your way in the WWE again."

"Jordyn, your threats are weak. You know that you will do anything for Punk's sake. Most of the WWE talent does their job. Punk is different though, he does the boss." Seth Rollins has had enough with Paul's disgusting comments that he attacked Heyman from his back. Dean and Roman grabbed Ryback and shoved him to a corner, kicking and punching him. Jordyn did not want violence in this ring.

"Shield, stop!" Jordyn's yell made The Shield stop, Heyman and Ryback used the opportunity to escape out of the ring. "Punk will get his revenge Sunday."

Short like chapter. But, the next chapter will be Hell in a Cell and then the last chapter of this Story. Please fave, follow and review! :)