Surprisingly I had slept well. I'd had a long chat on the phone with my kids which had relaxed me a lot. Obviously Paul being next to me helped as well. He thought I was still upset so he had tried his best to make sure I was okay.

Usually after breakfast on a Tuesday it's time to get ready to fly home but not this week. Paul had to speak to the guys from creative and I had to call Jack Swagger. I should have done it the night before but I just couldn't. My dad had the board meeting today too, I didn't like having to wait to hear what they would decide, it made me nervous. What if they screw it all up? What if they talk my dad out of it? What if all of the effort and money are wasted for nothing? What if that bastard is still around after all of this? My life will be hell. Don't let that happen dad.

I kissed Paul as he left to go to his meeting. I wasn't sure where he was meeting them, I hadn't thought to ask him. I had promised to call him when I finished up with Swagger. Time to get this over with. Call him.

I had most of the wrestlers saved in my phone under their ring names, the ones I didn't chat to often at least. I referred to them by their ring names too, it just made things easier.

I found his name in my contacts and called. The phone rang several times and then voicemail picked up. I ended the call. Damn you Jack don't you ignore me. Surely he has my number saved?

I was about to call again when my phone vibrated. I thought it was Jack calling back but it was a text. Rocky: I'm sorry about last night princess. I hope I didn't upset you? I would never go back on our deal. Call me soon? x

I quickly wrote back: I told you not to text. Don't text or call. Anyone could pick up this phone, my dad, Paul or the kids. I'll call when I can you know that xx

As I sent that text a call came in from Jack so I answered, "Jack, Stephanie here."

"I know. I have your number. What do you want?" What do you want? Who the hell do you think you are? No, stay calm!

"Jack we need to talk, are you in the hotel?"

His tone was still very abrupt which was pissing me off, "Of course I'm in the hotel. I don't sleep on the streets do I?" Carry on that way and I'll fix that for you.

"Jack you know we need to talk about this so how about you drop the attitude and come meet me in the lobby and we'll go get a coffee somewhere? Fair enough?"

Sullenly he said, "Okay, you'll have to wait ten minutes."

I was going to snap at him to move his ass as I didn't have all day but there would have been no point given that he'd just ended the call. Calm yourself down, don't lose it with this guy. More complications are not needed.

I am not a patient person and waiting for people to do things is not something I'm good at. Even though I was trying to stay calm I was at boiling point when Swagger finally showed up in the lobby nearly twenty minutes later.

"Where the hell have you been?" I yelled at him as he came across the lobby towards me. I saw some of the other people in the hotel look over at us but I didn't care what they thought. If anything they probably found it amusing to see a guy his size being yelled at by a woman. I hoped it embarrassed him. "Twenty damn minutes I've been standing in this lobby!"

He sauntered over to me, "You probably should have found a seat."

It took all of my willpower not to meltdown at his sarcasm, "Jack, I'm going to ask you once to change your attitude. I'm your boss so I suggest you start showing respect."

The look on his face certainly wasn't respectful, "You'll kick me out too huh?"

My anger at waiting so long for him to show up had begun to subside so I tried to speak calmly to him, "Have you had breakfast yet Jack?"

"No."

"Well then let's go sit down and we can talk while you have breakfast. I've had mine but I need more coffee."

He trailed along behind me without saying anything. Is this a man or a kid? My god.

I sat down at a table and waited for Jack to come over with his breakfast tray. When he arrived he had brought me a coffee, milk and some sugar. He must have realised he was being a prick. A peace offering.

He unloaded what he had brought for me onto my side of the table, "I don't know how like it so uh..." I make you nervous don't I Jack? Good.

He sat down and started shovelling food into his mouth, "So what is it you want to say?" Talking with his mouth full? Some of these guys are animals.

My disdain must have obvious because he swallowed, "Sorry. Go ahead."

"Jack I'm sorry it was you, but it had to be someone. It had to be someone who has a submission finish and who Cena wouldn't want to drop the title to."

As I added sugar to my coffee but no milk and stirred it he replied, "Why wouldn't he want to drop to me?" Are you serious right now? Be polite Steph.

I sipped my coffee while I thought of a way not to give the obvious answer to his stupid question, "He's an egomaniac Jack, he thinks he's better than everyone in the back. Anyway the point is you got the short straw on this thing and I'm sorry okay, I really am. What we need to do is talk about how to move forward from here."

He nodded slowly, "I accept your apology. So what happens now?"

"What happens now is you get a title run obviously, as you're the champion. We're going to figure out a way to storyline this and I was thinking while I was waiting for you in the lobby that what I'm going to try and push is that we make it look like the whole thing was part of a storyline, that Cena will be back. He won't be back though, eventually he just won't get mentioned on TV any more and people will realise that he really is gone. Of course by that point the heat from this will have died down. Look at people like Edge, like Batista, when you've been gone from here for a few months people forget you quickly."

He had a strange grin on his face as if he had a smart comment to make, "What about CM Punk?" Ohhh good one Jack. Cheap shot. You know I hate that guy!

I let silence descend after that comment, if he spoke before I did I'd won.

He looked uncomfortable, "Okay, we can do that, just don't make me out to be the bad guy on this. I want it written as if I didn't know you were going to do it. I worked as a heel for ages and I've only just gone face and I don't want to go back heel yet." You think you're going to be popular with the fans after this? Really?

I managed not to laugh as I stood up, "We'll sort it Jack, we'll speak with you Thursday."

The meeting was over. Thank god for that!