Baron looked across the ring at Dolph. He could feel heat raising in his cheek. He knew Dolph made sure that Vince himself knew about Madison. "Hey," Baron waved him over. Dolph looked around, he made his way slowly to Baron.

"Yeah."

"You proud of yourself," Baron asked with a smirk. Dolph only raised an eyebrow. "Please spare me with, the you don't know what I am talking about." Dolph stood saying nothing only crossing his arms.

"He didn't have to break up with her."

"You know Dolph, you have been here for awhile," Baron said, "and I respect almost everyone here. I don't like them all but I respect them. I try and learn from people." Dolph let his arms fall. "Don't worry I am not going to kick your ass." Baron laughed, "I should not just for Kevin but Madison. I mean do you ever think of anyone but you? It really killed you to see her with him."

"Look," Dolph put up his hand.

"No," Baron stepped closer, "what you did. Sending that picture to Vince. It makes you look like the asshole. All you are is sad. And all I have learned from you is what I don't want to become. Bitter and pissed off. Mad that my time is up, and not man enough to make a path." Dolph tighten his lips.

"You think you know so much."

"I know you will not bother Madison again. Hell I don't want to hear you say her name."

"He can have her," Dolph shook his head. "He will see what she is."

"He has already," Baron growled, "I mean it, or next time I will kick your ass, and it won't be in a ring."

"Management won't stand for," Dolph said with a smile.

"Well," Baron erupted him, "seems Stephanie see things different. Must be that whole woman's revolution thing." Dolph looked around, clearly everyone had taken notice to their conversation. He stepped out of the ring, making his way out.

"Think he will quiet," Taylor asked standing next to Baron.

"For now till he finds something else," Baron shrugged.

"Where is Kevin," Taylor asked.

"Oh he is working on a project," Baron smirked.

…

Madison sat at the bar, she looked over the sheets for tonight. It had been a week since she and Kevin had their fight. She felt it was best to leave it alone. It would end in another fight.

The bar door opened and a tall woman walked in. She wear a button up top and dress pants. Madison pulled her head back, she had to be lost. She was way over dressed. Than Madison remembered a girl had an audition today. "Hi," Madison walked to her, "are you here for the audition? We got a dressing room in the back. If you have your music I can take it."

"Oh," the woman laughed putting her hand to her chest looking shocked. "No, I am looking for Madison."

"That's me," Madison smiled.

"Hi," the woman stuck her hand out," I am Stephanie, Stephanie McMahon."

"Oh," Madison shook her hand, "I am not seeing Kevin." Madison was sure she had come asking Madison to keep quiet about their relationship. "Don't worry I only use social media for my work. I don't put up much personal."

"No, no," Stephanie waved, "I came to talk to you, well apologize really." Madison stopped, "can we sit down."

"Sure," Madison lead them to a table.

"I wanted to come here, because what my father made Kevin do was wrong. He is old fashion in some of his ways. And," Stephanie hoping this didn't sound self righteous.

"I get it," Madison shrugged, "I know what I do for a living, and I know what people think of it."

"Madison, I know what it is to have people judge you. They judge before they hear the story. They judge because they have been told things, or they are just mean. And I am sorry my father did that to you." Madison sat quite.

"Well thank you."

"I have looked up your,' Stephanie searched for the word, "you have made quite a business."

"Yeah," Madison nodded, "I plan in five years to be done performing. I want my own photography studio. After a couple of run in with some scum photographers, I want to provide something different." Stephanie smiled. "Do ya'll have a show here tonight?"

"No, I was here on some other business," Stephanie answered. "I should let you go."

"Thank you," Madison stood, Stephanie stood shaking her hand.

"I do hope to see you again," Stephanie smiled.

"I don't know about that," Madison shrugged.

"Well, I have learned Mr. Owens is full of surprises." Stephanie shrugged.

…

Madison sat at the bar, she still couldn't believe Stephanie had come into see her. It was nice to have someone especially a woman understand where you were coming from. She was going over if she should call Kevin. She was sure Stephanie had talk to him before she had come here. But he hadn't called, maybe there was more. Maybe he really couldn't handle what she did. Maybe he was mad she choose her job over him. "Madison," the boss Vinnie called. She got up making way over to him. "Look this guy came in, he rented the VIP room upstairs. He is asking for you."

"For me," Madison pointed to herself.

"Yeah," Vinnie answered, "he wants a private dance."

"Vinnie," Madison yelled with a laugh, "you know I don't do that."

"Madison this man rented the whole top room out."

"I don't care if he rented the whole building," Madison couldn't believe he was asking this.

"Madison, it is a ton of money," Vinnie said wide eyed, "it is one. I mean I am not going to say anything."

"Vinnie have you been drinking," Madison asked.

"Madison it is one dance," Vinnie put his hand on her shoulder.

"You know what," she shoved his hand away, "I will go tell him myself." Madison stormed off.

…

Madison jogged up the stairs, she was still in her sweats. She hadn't started her hair or make up. She didn't care, this guy was getting an ear full. Than she was going to do the same for Vinnie. Why would he even let this guy believe there was a chances. Plenty of man had offered plenty of money and the answer was still the same.

Madison walked into the VIP room, she stopped. The room was lit by candles and rose petals were scattered on the floor. Madison looked to the back of the room, where a couch say. She stepped closer trying to see the man sitting there. "Look I don't know," she walked closer stopping before she got to close. The man stood taking a step toward her, "I don't do this." He kept moving toward her.

"I know," Kevin stood in front of her. She put her hand to her mouth.

"What," it was all she could get out, before tear overtook her.

"Dance..with...me," Kevin held his hand out. Madison grabbed it letting him pull her in. After all the man wanting her to dance for them. He was the one who wanted her to dance with him. Cause she was more than dancer to him.

Kevin kissed the top of her head, "I am sorry."

"Me too," she looked up at him. "You still need to teach me French," she laughed.

"I think you might need to teach me to dance," Kevin joked.

"Fair enough, just," Madison choked, "I want you around."

"Good cause I am not leaving."