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When Extreme Rules rolls around on Sunday night, Ary and Nikki have gone over their match more times than the other can care to remember. They know their moves. They know Ary retains the tile. The freedom they have in a ten minute match is beyond words.

As soon as the ring is set up in the middle of the arena, Ary pulls on some training clothes and slides herself in. She runs at the ropes, bounces off them, practices her flip from the turnbuckles. She doesn't work up a sweat, instead choosing to sit cross legged in the middle of the ring and stretch out her muscles.

Colby is recovering from the gruelling cross fit session he'd had the previous night when they'd arrived in Rosemont. It was like he had this uncanny ability to sniff out the gyms in his sleep.

So Ary sits alone, revelling in the silence, imagining her entrance, going over the moves in her head. She finds her zen.

When she hears her last name, Ary looks up. Randy Orton is leaning against the apron. She smiles at him slowly and untangles herself from her position, standing up as he climbs in. They hug, pull away and then Ary looks at him.

"Don't you be hurting my boy toy tonight, Orton."

Randy laughs and drops into a squat. "That is definitely my first priority," he teases with a wink.

Ary quietens and then looks up at the arena. "I've missed this. I've missed it all."

"I bet. I know what it's like to come back from a real injury, and it's one of the best things in the world."

"Haven't missed you, though."

He snorts out laughter and throws a hand across his chest. "Ouch. That hit right here, Ary, right in my heart."

She holds her hand out to Randy and he lifts to his feet easily. They begin to practice moves on each other - softly, though, because Randy is like twice her size.

By the time they're kicked out of the ring, the rest of the roster is beginning to arrive. She hugs Randy and wishes him luck for his match and then disappears into the mass of tech people and superstars.

Her match isn't scheduled until the middle of the show, but she doesn't really want to wait to get changed. When Ary comes back out into the hallway, she's suited up in her ring gear. What she really enjoys about pay-per-views is that it definitely means a more badass get-up.

Colby whistles when he sees her. Then smirks and pulls her in for a kiss.

Nikki is set to wear all white with a little blue, so Ary had asked for her costume to be black, a little bit of green, a little bit of purple. Her crop top has a leather-like finish with thick straps instead of sleeves and her pants have the same deal. Her boots have a scaled look and glint green and purple depending on where they are under lighting, and she's got black strapping around her both her wrists.

"For some reason you look more fierce," Colby breaths against her mouth.

Ary just laughs at him.

When it's time for her to go out, she's shaking. Colby presses another long kiss against her lips and then affectionately slaps her ass as her music comes on.

The match between Nikki and Ary is intense. They both look good in the ring, landing blows and kicks and DDTs that have the crowd captivated. There's a moment when Ary goes to land where her right wrist takes a lot of the impact, and she's slow to get up after testing it in a way no one can see. After quite a few near falls and a rack-attack, Ary ends the match with her finisher flip DDT and the kimura lock.

Seth Rollins retains his title - Colby doesn't even know how Paul and Stephanie want him to move after it, though, just knows that they trust in his ability to get back up. The match is gruelling, taking a lot out of him, taking a lot out of Randy, and they both knew that this would hurt. But when he delivers the RKO to Orton, it's over.

The power-couple still have all the power.

Ary knows that she can't drink much, has always known that she's a little bit of a lightweight, and Colby is much the same, but enjoys the high of being drunk from time to time. So when they hit a club that night, prepared to celebrate their title retentions, she knows that it won't take long for either of them to hit that peak.

She's dressed in nothing but a long sleeved tight black dress and heeled ankle boots that push her to a height where she's inline with his nose, and he's in his usual skinny jeans and dark button up.

But when Colby sees Ary on the dance floor, twisting her hips and throwing her head back, dancing in a way that sends pulsing blood right down to his penis, he can't stop. He doesn't think about it, moves his legs, puts a hand on her shoulder. He runs it up over the soft, warm skin of her neck, traces his fingers to cup the base of her skull.

Her eyes drift close as he runs his blunt nails back and forth, tugging on her hair, and she swallows the moan biting up her throat.

And then Colby is threading his hand through hers, tugging her along behind him, pulling her to a secluded side area near the fire escape. He grabs her ass as he presses her between him and a wall and his eyes are already shut as his head dips into her neck. She curves up into him, slips her fingers into his hair.

A small sigh turns into ragged breathing as Colby kisses and sucks her skin, and when he pulls away, she's heavy lidded and his lips are puffy and red and her mouth is slightly parted.

"Fuck, Ary," Colby sighs aloud, and he moves a hand to her face, dragging his thumb down across her lips.

He ducks his head and pushes her mouth open. She slides her tongue along his and then pulls back, breath hot along his cheek until she reaches his jawline. His head drops back and this groan sounds from the back of his throat like his eyes are rolling into the back of his head, and then she bites onto the tender flesh just under his jaw, right above his pulse point. She bites, kisses, licks - peppers his neck with her mouth until he's panting just as much as she was.

"Ary," he groans again, and his voice is gravely and deep and sends heat throughout her veins. "Fuck."

Her fingers trace along the back of Colby's neck and a shock runs down his spine, goosebumps erupting on his skin. Colby's head falls towards her and somehow kisses his way into Ary's mouth and there's fire burning under his skin and under her skin, and the kiss is hard and wet and passionate. Ary's fingers dance along the skin at the side of his neck and her other hand is tangled in the blonde strands, tugging enough for a growl at the back of his throat.

She pulls away from his mouth panting and all he does is chase her and press them closer together.

"Colby," she whispers into his mouth, "Please…"

His erection is pressing against her stomach and he bends to lift her thighs around his waist, pushing the material of her dress back so that she has more freedom.

There's a cough and someone clearing their throat and before Colby can even grind against her, he stops. They untangle from each other and sheepishly readjust their clothing as a bartender looks at them.

"You two can go finish that somewhere else, okay? Not here."

(When they get home, Ary rides him into the early hours of the morning. There are fingerprint bruises on her waist and nail marks across his shoulders to prove it.)

"And it's Seth Rollins starting off Monday night Raw!"

"Finally, finally, last night the viper Randy Orton learnt what the entire WWE universe has known for a very long time… you can not outsmart Seth Rollins.

"I mean, need I remind you that I am the man who single-handedly built the most dominant faction in the history of WWE - The Shield. Oh, and I'm also the guy who single-handedly destroyed it."

Ary stares at the monitor, a half adoring grin on her face. Randy snorts next to her, and she turns to smile at him.

"And last night I proved the kind of champion I'm going to be. A fighting champion, a valiant champion. Randy Orton thought he had me right where he wanted me…"

Randy snorts again, and this time pokes a finger into her cheek. "You're smitten."

She doesn't disagree with him.

"Randy Orton wanted me all by myself, and I beat Randy Orton all by myself."

Paul's approach is silent, but when there's a heavy calloused hand on Ary's shoulder, she knows that it's him. "You sure you're ready for this gimmick?" He asks, a frown creasing his face.

"Yeah," Ary nods, "I want to see the reaction. Plus, it'll be a way to reiterate how tough females can be in wrestling, not some stick thin barbie-doll pushovers."

"Doesn't mean that it's not going to hurt though, Princess."

Ary rolls her eyes at the taller man. "I hurt myself almost every day going into that ring, but I do it because I love it. If I wasn't up for it, I simply wouldn't do it."

"I know," Paul says. "How is Colby taking it?"

She shrugs. "He doesn't particularly want to hurt me, but he knows how good it will look on-screen. Plus, it means we get to spend more time together."

Paul laughs at that, pulls her into his side in a half-armed hug. "Don't try and hide your pain, okay? I know you're tough, but if you're hurt, we can help."

When Paul leaves, Ary jumps up and down and slaps her thighs, shaking out her muscles and warming up.

"But you know, I'm not the only champion who retained their title last night at Extreme Rules. Ary Hale, are you out there somewhere?" Colby smirks into the camera and lifts his hands. The crowd cheers at the sound of Ary's name but is stumped as to what he wants from her.

Ary walks out on the ramp, her music blaring into the arena. She doesn't bother with her trademark pose, just takes the microphone handed to her and plasters a cautious look on her face. Once the crowd dies down a bit in noise, Colby moves to face her, a heavy smirk on his lips.

"Ary, Ary," Colby says into the microphone, "I'm glad you could be here tonight holding that championship, no, really, I am."

Ary glares at him. "What do you want, Rollins?"

He laughs into the microphone. "Oh, what I want is very simple. I'm the undisputed future of this company! So, it's only natural to have my female counter-part."

This time Ary is laughing. "You and I are nothing a-like."

"Say whatever you want, Hale, here's the truth of the matter; both of us are dominating the WWE. So you join the Authority, or you lose whatever name you've made for yourself."

The boos that echo around the arena are so loud Ary lets a small smirk drop on her face. "No way."

"I think you misunderstood me, Ary. That wasn't a question, it was a demand."

"And I said no."

The crowd cheers loudly at that, and Ary lifts her hand, swings the microphone down between her fingers and drops it to the floor with a smack. But when she goes to leave, two bodies come to stand out in front of her - Noble and Mercury.

And actually, when standing beside Colby they look short - but standing in front of her, a couple of centimetres on her 5'8, they're as menacing as can be.

"C'mon, Ary," he drawls into the microphone. "You don't want to defy me."

She smirks at the boys in front of her and then turns on her heel, walking directly towards Colby. Slipping around the pole and heading for the ring announcers little booth, Ary picks up a chair and slaps it together. Her face is pulled tight in a glare as she looks up at Colby. But she doesn't move into the ring.

"What're you doing, Ary?"

He does a good job of sounding worried, Ary can give him that, and when she's back up on the ramp with J&J Security raising their hands and trying to talk her down, she picks her microphone back up.

"Seth Rollins, you do not want to do this; you will not like where this path leads you."

When Colby cackles into his microphone, Ary's glare hardens. "You're a diva, there's nothing you could possibly do to fight your way out of this."

The crowd goes insane. Ary looks down the ramp at Colby and she lifts the microphone to her mouth. "You think because I'm a diva that I have no power?"

As she swings the chair around to catch Noble flat in the shoulder, she's screams at the top of her lungs over and over again "Poor powerless me!", slams the head of the chair into Mercury's stomach, slams it down onto Noble's back, slams it down on to Mercury's shoulders, keeps going until Noble lifts his hand.

Breathing hard, Ary turns back around to Colby and points at him, then lifts the microphone out of her pocket. "What a diva, right?"

Her music hits as she leaves Colby staring open mouthed at the top of the ramp.

The next promo airs in the middle of the show, so Ary and Colby have a little time to themselves before they need to film it. They're sitting in catering with his arm thrown across her waist and she's got one leg over his.

"You know, in a months time we'll have been going out for a year," Colby breathes into her hair.

Ary giggles into his shoulder and slips her hand onto his thigh. "If you'd told me we would've lasted this long, I would've laughed. You couldn't even form coherent sentences around me, I had to do all the work."

"Hey! That is so not true." When Ary glares at him, he chuckles. "Okay, maybe it is a little, but it's not like I was scared, I was just… nervous."

She smiles. She remembers how this had started like it was yesterday, with lingering looks, smiles, staring at each other from across the room. Heated looks were what caught Ary initially, the way he just stared with his dark eyes. Teasing each other when Randy was around. Endless flirting, a drunken kiss, the rumours. How she'd asked him on a date. How he'd been so ecstatic with his answer he'd knocked a table over. He used to fumbled on his words, have no idea what to say, but once he got used to the feeling of having her around, he'd grown into it.

"One year," she laughs again. She mischievously glances up at him. "So, when are we having kids?"

His mouth drops a little until he realises she's joking and then his eyebrows pull together in thought. "I was thinking maybe six kids? You can name one Seth, the other Rollins-"

"You're lame."

Colby's smile melts her heart.

When they're called to do the promo, he flings Ary over his shoulder and slaps her ass, deposits her next to a flushed looking Renee, fits a chair between her hand and her hip.

"I'm joined by my guest Ary Hale at this time," she says, and the camera pans to Ary who is staring at the floor with a metal chair tucked under her arm. She can hear the crowd from where she stands and struggles to keep the smile from her face. "Ary, do you have any comments about what just transpired between you, Seth Rollins and J&J Security?"

Ary smirks at this. "I think Seth Rollins and his two muppets just learnt a very valuable lesson, honestly; don't mess with what you can't control."

"Do you have any idea why he would proposition you like that?"

"I have every idea, Renee, I know exactly where he's coming from." She looks down and smiles darkly. "We're two of the strongest forces in this company, and together we could do things that other wrestlers can only dream of. And what the Authority likes to do is take those people who are like me, or Orton, and they turn them, and Rollins believes that because of that, I will side with him. That together, we could be unstoppable. But he's wrong, see, I don't care about him or the Authority, and quite frankly, he's stupid to believe that I would for one second even consider working with someone else."

Renee looks over Ary shoulder and visibly stiffens, and the camera pans up and catches Colby smiling over Ary's head. She turns and he watches with a smirk as her hand reaches down to sit on the head of the steel chair.

"Oh, Ary," he sneers condescendingly, "you're wrong. I'm not stupid, I'm the architect. And I've just been told that tonight, as punishment for what you did to Joe Mercury and Jamie Noble, you'll be forfeiting your match against Brie Bella and instead be the special guest referee for my match against Randy Orton and Roman Reigns. And when I win that match, you'll hold my hand high in the air and see exactly why you should be joining the Authority."

Ary snarls quite literally at him as he laughs at her and then turns her back on him, throwing the chair against the ground and stalking off.

Almost an hour later, the referee top that she's staring at is baggy and not form fitting at all, but since she doesn't fit the only other referee top they own (something about her torso being too long), that's what she's stuck with. Her black shorts are underneath and she has her straight hair tied back in a messy pony tail. Colby think she looks great, but then she reminds him that he always thinks this.

When she's called out by the ring announcer, her face is like stone. Ary stalks to the ring, once again forgoing her pose, and bounces off the ropes twice. In the distance she sees a black poster with a white outline of a wolf and her last name at the bottom. This is when she grins.

"The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Pensacola, Florida, weighing in at 265 pounds, Roman Reigns!"

She climbs the turnbuckles and sits on the top, crossing one leg over the other, and smirks as Joe looks up at her. He points his finger, saying a gentle 'keep it fair' before continuing his usual ring entrance.

"His tag team partner from St Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 250 pounds, the apex predator, Randy Orton!"

Now Ary really struggles to keep the smile from her face. She and Randy had been friends for many years before she got signed by the WWE, and when that had happened, any spare time that he wasn't with his girlfriend he spent training Ary. He claims that her rise to fame is because of him, yet they had never shared an on-screen moment together. Randy gives her an even look before doing his usual pose, and she thanks whatever will-power she has that she hadn't snorted out laughter.

"Their opponents; first, weighing in at 323 pounds, Kane! And his partner, accompanied by J&J security, from Davenport, Iowa, weighing in at 217 pounds, he is the WWE World Heavy Weight Champion, Seth Rollins!"

J&J Security, though looking a little sore, flank him as he saunters down to the ring with Glenn in tow, and when he walks around the back of her, she bounces of the ropes, glaring at the shit eating grin on his face.

It only really occurs to her once that she'd had like ten minutes training on calling a match before the show started. Ary motions to ring the bell and watches slowly as Colby crawls into the ring. The crowd cheer as Randy and Joe flank her, all three glaring at Colby. He raises an eyebrow at her and then she turns.

"One of you two need to go back to the apron," she calls. Then chuckles and looks back over her shoulder as a 'Justin Bieber' chant sounds through the arena.

Joe and Colby start in the middle, back and forth, until Seth rolls out of the ring. Randy is tagged in shortly after. Ary knows that a referee would usually be jumping and running around, following the fight, but she just leans back against the ropes.

She watches, pretends to feign disinterest, until Joe is tagged back in with Glenn. He propels him into the corner and Ary rolls her eyes as he repeatedly slams his arm across the chest of Glenn, and she calls out, "Off the ropes, Roman!"

He pushes Glenn out then, climbs to the top, jumps off, and lands a heavy clothesline. And then Colby slips under the ropes. Ary walks forwards, yelling at him to get out, but Joe picks him up and lets him go in a Samoan drop. When he's thrown from the ring with Glenn soon following, she laughs. Joe gives her a strange look.

There's a hand on her shoulder and when she turns, Jamie is yelling into her face about something she can't really understand. She looks at the hand on her shoulder and then shoves him from the top rope with such force that he flies back into the barricade with a sharp thwack.

Confusion ensues and she doesn't really know where to look next, but then Randy and Colby are tagged back in and somehow, the match almost returns to normal - until Randy is tossed from the ring and Colby is the last man in there.

He smiles up at her from the ground and blatantly laughs. Gets up, points at Ary as if dedicating what he's about to do next to her, and then bounces against the rope to fly out of the ring. Except, Randy and Joe move out of the way just in time. He instead lands directly on Glenn. And Glenn goes crazy.

"Kane has lost it, absolutely lost it!"

He throws Jamie and Mercury over the announcers table, flings his right hand across Colby's jaw, and Ary cackles as Colby scrambles back into the ring… and right into an Superman Punch followed by an RKO.

Happily, Ary slams her palm onto the mat three times. She holds Randy and Joe's arm high as she sneers down at Colby, and then slips from the ring. When Glenn announces his next pay-per-view match against both of the men who just beat him, he glares at Ary so obviously the the camera pans to her; she just bows at him.

When he turns around, Joe hits him with a spear.