It's Monday night again and we've already gotten ready for the show. We've walked down to the car and gotten in and headed to the arena. When we got there, Aly went with Mike to the locker room so that he could get ready for his match later while Alex and I head right to the room. She waits for Mike, sitting on an equipment box. When he walks out, she looks him over with a smirk since he is wearing the red attire tonight. She bites her lip slightly as he goes over to her.
"I know you like it." He grins.
"Uh huh." She nods, running her fingers over his chest.
"Red's a good color on you." She adds.
"Good to know."
"I think blue and red are definitely very good on you."
"Well, I try to wear those colors as much as I can then."
"I like that idea." She says, kissing him.
"Knew you would." He mumbles against her lips.
She cups his face and keeps kissing him. He rests his hands on her shoulders, before running his fingers over them and down her arms lightly. She gets goosebumps and shivers. He chuckles and pulls away.
"Your fault for leaving your shoulders exposed."
"I like this shirt."
"So do I."
"I can tell."
"Definintely gonna be distracted."
"Good. Now I think you have to finish getting ready don't you?"
"I can do that later."
"If you get it over with now then you'll have more time to be touchy feely."
"I would, but I have a segment in the locker room with Truth later, hence why I can finish getting ready later."
"Oh. Well I get more time to enjoy you being shirtless then." She gives him a half-smirk.
"Yes you do." He grins.
She keeps running her fingers over his skin, hooking her legs around him.
"We're not going anywhere anytime soon are we?"
She giggles and shakes her head.
"Either that or I just carry you everywhere."
"True." She concedes.
"But I think you'd rather stay here."
"Uh huh."
"Hmm, well might as well have some fun before the show starts." He grins, pulling her close and leans down, placing kisses along the skin of one shoulder.
She tilts her head and bites her lip. Then he leaves that shoulder and kisses her lips once, before moving to the other shoulder. She tilts her head the other way, still runnung her fingers and nails over his chest and back. He tilts her head back when he moves away from the shoulder and he presses his lips against hers. She slides her arms up and puts them around his neck, pulling him closer. He smiles against her lips, and rests his hands on her hips. She lets out a soft noise into the kiss when he decides to slip his hands under her top and rubs her stomach. He decides to keep rubbing her stomach, while kissing her. She starts to unconsciously drag her fingers back and forth across the skin of his shoulders. It wasn't too long after that, on the tv monitor it was showing that the show was starting. Mike pulls away and leans his forehead against yours.
"Show's starting."
"Darn."
"There'll be more time later for this." He grins.
"Right." She laughs lightly.
He removes his hands from her stomach and fixes her shirt, before he helps her down from the equipment box. She slides her arms around his waist and leans into him. Then they start to walk down the hallway and to the room. They get there and after waiting for a response to their knock, they walk in.
"Have fun?" I snicker.
"Yes." Mike smirks while she blushes lightly.
Then they go over to the other couch and sit down, Mike pulling her close. She curls up against him, nuzzling her head into his neck/shoulder. There was no Raw intro again, instead there was highlights of Money In The Bank last month between John and Punk. Then they showed highlights from the championship match between John and Rey, which John won and then Punk coming out to the new music and everything. Finally at the ring, the pyros went off with the Raw theme music before Punk's music hit and he walked out.
"Joy..."
"Oh great." Aly rolls her eyes.
He gets into the ring and whatnot before getting a mic and his music stops. A 'CM Punk' chant starts as well.
"The champ is here!" He exclaims, raising the title in the air.
"Way to copy John's words."
"And now the $64,000 question, why oh why after everything I said and after everything I did, why did I come back?"
"Yeah, that's a good question. Why did you?"
Aly makes a noise of agreement. She feels Mike's hand moving across her lower back and she leans into his touch.
"I'm a bit of a storyteller, if I can be afforded a bit of your time I want to tell you a little bit of a story. I've known for a very long time that my contract with WWE expired on July 17th, 2011. So as far as a year back, I was struggling with this momumentous life changing decision that I had to make. On one hand, and believe me ladies and gentlemen I love the place I work, I just hate the people in charge. And there it lies my decision. I could've either re-signed and dealt with the soul crushing status quo or I had a choice to speak my mind, and maybe cause a little bit of change in my wake. And obviously you know my decision, I spoke my mind and low and behold I caused just a little bit of change didn't I?"
"The domino effect as it's known. I mean the next night on Monday Night Raw, Vincent K. McMahon was relieved of his day to day duties. And there it is that's change, that's tangible change, I can feel it in the air. I know all of you can feel it in the air too, and I'd like to take a little bit of credit for that change. But I think a lot of the credit also lies on the shoulders of you the audience. See for far too long you've been fed scraps. For far too long you have been given what I feel you're entitled to. I'm here to give that to you, I'm here to make this fun again."
"And what's his definition of fun?"
"I'm gonna make this fun again for everybody. Am I a little bit unorthodox, am I unpredictable, do people get scared when CM Punk shows up with a microphone? You damn bet you man, and I'd have it no other way. As proud as I was about backing up everything I said, I was sitting at home and I was looking at the WWE Championship, and I realized that the voice of the voiceless needs to be heard. My voice needs to be heard by the people who need to hear it the most, and that's you. I can't do that with a megaphone and various media outlets, I can't do it at Comic Con, I can't do that at Jimmy Kimmel. What it boils down to is I can't change this place for the better. I can't make this business and this industry what it can and should be sitting on my couch in Chicago. So I picked up the phone...as much as I hate being on the telephone, I made the phone call to come back believe it or not. And by the looks of it, my timing couldn't have been better. In my short absence, we've already reverted back to the soul crushing status quo, John Cena is parading around as the WWE Champion."
"And see John Cena is much WWE Champion as this guy sitting front row right here with his shop zone replica championship title belt. See what you have...what you have is a belt. What I have is a championship title. So, so much for change huh? Same old, same old. John Cena, no matter what the outcome of whatever bogus championship tournament that we had while I was on vacation. No matter who in that locker room thinks they're entitled to rematches, one fact...one fact. I hold in my hands, the most important title in the world. This right here indicates to everybody beyond a shadow of a doubt, I am the best professional wrestler this world has to offer! I am the one, the only WWE Champion. No feel that, digest that, I'm-" Punk continues before Hunter's music cuts him off.
"Thank god."
"Somebody finally came to shut him up." Aly mutters, moving so that Mike has better access to rub her lower back.
"Apparently it's time to play the game." Punk says sarcastically as Hunter comes out.
He walks down the ramp and gets into the ring, before grabbing a mic himself.
"Absolutely, let's hear it for him. HHH, he's the COO!" Punk exclaims.
"Thank you Punk for that warm reception, and I will address what you said about the WWE Championship in just a second. But since you took the time to come out here and explain to all these people why you re-signed, I thought I'd come out here and explain to you why I re-signed you. It comes down basically to one thing...business. It was good for business. The same reason why I brought back JR, same reason why I brought back John Morrison it was good for business. You see, the WWE Universe wanted it and it's my job as COO to try each and every week to give them exactly what they want. The WWE Universe spoke, they said they wanted CM Punk and I put my personal feelings aside and gave them CM Punk."
"Yeah I picked up on that too...personal feelings?"
"It was meant to be a compliment, just take it as that."
"No wait a second. Just 'cause you're wearing a suit now, please don't hide behind it. Personal feelings, I really am interested to know now, just as everybody here is, I wanna know personally what your feelings are for CM Punk."
"My feelings are...personal feelings are irrelevant, but if you insist...I think that you're a smug, overrated, attention seeking...guy that puts a little bit too much stock in his own hype. Not that that's a bad thing."
"Well I'm glad we can be honest. Smug, overrated? Kind of like looking in the mirror isn't it Hunter? Am I smug, am I smug? Yeah you know what absolutely, I don't wear a white hat, I'm kind of a jerk. And am I overrated? Not really for me to say, not up to me. I wish you'd just come out and say that you hated my guts though. That you hate my guts but let everybody know what a commodity I am. See because we live in this era that Vincent K. McMahon built right? He's a great man, surrounded himself with other great men which who would say 'Yes, yes, yes, yes'. And they really screwed the pooch on this entire talent roster. Vince let guys, main event caliber talent go...slip through their fingers. Guys like Batista, guys like Mick Foley, guys like Chris Jericho, guys like Brock Lesnar. I can go on and on and on. Basically not only did you not want to see me go anywhere else, you couldn't afford to see me go anywhere else. I'm hot, I'm a commodity."
"Fair enough, you are a commodity. But since we're out here telling everybody the truth, why don't you tell the truth of why you really re-signed?"
"I already did, I want to facilitate change."
"That's one way of looking at it, I think another way of looking at it would be...you did it for you. You wanted to hear your own voice. What do you call that? A pipe bomb? Well what happens if a pipe bomb goes off and no one's there to hear it? Does it make a noise? Answer is no it doesn't. See you needed this platform, you needed the WWE Universe, because without the WWE your pipe bomb and you really mean nothing. That you did for your own ego."
"Well that's...that's a big maybe, that's 50-50 at best and I don't like to hang my hat on maybes, I like facts, 100 percent truths. The truth is, I'm the WWE Champion."
"Correction. You are the WWE Champion, John Cena is also the WWE Champion. And Punk like I said before, that is a situation I will fix later tonight." Hunter finishes, his music playing and he starts to leave.
"Whoa! Hold up in the truck! Hold up! Hang on, I do love Motorhead but come back here for a second. This pipe bomb..is about to go off in the forest, and I want you around so you can hear it okay? I'm just getting warmed up. See I don't want you to think that just because I signed my name on a WWE contract, that means I'm gonna shut up. I don't want you to think that I'm gonna toe the company line and spit out some PG doctrine. I'm not going to promo class, I'm not going to media training, I'm here to stay and I'm here to do things my way. You want to talk about egos. You want to talk about egos? Well...Hunter Hearst Helmsley let's talk about egos! Let's talk about you hogging the spotlight so many many many many many times over people who deserved a spotlight. Let's talk about the fact that even when you were carrying Shawn Michaels bags, that you liked to throw your weight around and push people and tell people what to do. I mean how many times do you tell people what to do? Wait you know what, don't answer that question, answer this question. How many times did you say 'well you know, I just don't think he has what it takes' while you're lying in bed with your wife?"
"See no matter what...if you're wearing a $5,000 suit, if you're in your wrestling gear, if you're dressed up like a low rent poor man, you are the same guy that you've always been. You're a bully who likes to throw his weight around and push people. And I'm not picking a fight, I'm just saying be careful who you push, because you know I like to push back." Punk continues.
"This comes down to ego right, and I'll be the first guy to tell you, I got a massive ego. And right now that massive ego is telling me to slap every one of those silly little rotten ass tattoos off your skinny fat ass!"
"Dooooo it." I say.
"But I'm not gonna do that 'cause this is bigger than that. This is bigger than that. I took the job as COO for them. That comes with certain responsibilities, certain rules. Maybe I don't like those rules anymore than anybody else would, but you know what I respect them. And for them, I'm not gonna break those rules. And Punk, I would strongly...strongly suggest you don't break them either."
"Or what? You gonna uh...you're gonna beat me up? Huh? You're gonna fight me? You're gonna punch me in the face? Or do you gotta go ask your wife permission first?"
"Pipe bomb!" Punk adds, dropping the mic and leaving the ring, his music playing of course as he leaves.
"Finally that's over."
Aly makes a small noise of agreement, almost on the verge of being asleep in Mike's arms as he still rubs her back, having caught on that her back was bothering her. Backstage we see Rey getting all set for his match when his shirt laying on the equipment box is stolen and we see a shadow on the wall behind him. The Morrison jumps through the space between the columns and flips over Rey, handing him the shirt back.
"That reminds me, my match tonight. I'm tagging with Truth to face them." Mike says to Aly.
"Mmm."
"Thought I'd let you know."
She nods a little. Then up next it's going to be the Diva Battle Royal and Frenchie is advertised.
"I hope she's one of the first ones eliminated. I'll laugh if she is."
Aly snickers quietly. After the commercial, Kelly was ringside on commentary for the match, and Eve's music was playing but it was somehow different. Basically the heels were in the ring first. Melina, Tamina, Alicia, Rosa, Nikki and Brie.
"Huh...no frenchie."
"Good. The less we see of her, the better." Aly murmurs.
Once everyone was in the ring, the match started and the first eliminated was Melina, and then Gail rolled out of the ring eliminating herself. Next was Rosa, thanks to Natalya, and then Kaitlyn was eliminated by Tamina. Beth then eliminated Tamina and AJ followed, being eliminated by Alicia. And thanks to the Bellas, Natalya was eliminated. Eve was close to eliminated Alicia while the Bellas were ganging up on Beth as we went to another commercial.
"Okay, I have to go with Beth for the win on this one."
"Yeah." Aly nods.
After the commercial, the Bellas were close to eliminated Beth, but she was hanging on. She kicked them away and got back in the ring, saving herself. Alicia got eliminated and then flipped out, trying to pull Eve out of the ring, but the ref backs her away. But then the Bellas were ganging up on Eve, before she was eliminated. But then we see that Beth has Nikki on one shoulder and she's walking over to Brie and picks her up off of the top rope onto her other shoulder. She throws them over the top rope and wins the match to face Kelly at Summerslam for the title.
"That'll be interesting."
Kelly gets up from commentary and gets into the ring and hugs Beth and claps for her before Beth grabs her and starts to attack her.
"And there's a heel turn." I shake my head.
"Oh Kelly, your days as the perky, cute, blonde little bimbo are officially over." Beth says to her.
"Boy am I glad I lost the title when I did." I say.
"I would be too, yikes."
"I'm more than glad, I'm relieved. That would've probably been you out there right now." Alex adds, holding me close.
"But it isn't. I'm safe and so if Gummy Bear." I say to him reassuringly, snuggling into him.
"We're all relieved that's not you out there. But Lyssa, I hate to do this now but I have to go finish getting ready. The segment with Truth is coming up soon." Mike adds.
She groans in disappointment.
"I'm sorry."
She grumbles in a whiny tone as she moves so he can get up.
"I promise, I'll come back right after the segment is over. But I won't be staying for long, the match is after the commercial break."
She nods a little, trying to find a comfortable position to sit in that doesn't bother her back as much. He leans down and kisses her briefly, before leaving the room and going down to the locker room. After a bit Mike gets to the locker room and when we see him on the screen, he's already got his shirt on and he's putting his wrist tape or whatever on. He looks over and the screen pans over to reveal Truth.
"What's up Miz?"
"What's up? Really? Really? Really? Who are you talking to? Are you just gonna stand there and talk to yourself?"
"Who're you talking to? You talking to me?"
"I'm talking to you, who else would I be talking to?"
"You know what, I've been thinking Miz. You and I are pretty much the same."
"Oh I assure you, we are nothing alike."
"Oh yes we are. Check this out. Am I right or wrong? Did you not say last week that Triple H being in charge was a huge mistake?"
"Yeah, and it is. Because now we have not just one WWE Champion, but we have two. And as far as I'm concerned, neither of them should be. It's not just a huge mistake it's a..."
"...conspiracy?" Truth finishes for him.
"C-O-N-...spiracy?"
"D..don't start with me okay? Just because we're tag team partners tonight, doesn't mean I have to share the same warped viewpoints as you. Okay? Now can you please leave me alone so I can get prepared?" Mike says, before going and starting to talk to himself.
"Why am I talking to myself?"
"Let me leave you with this Miz. If Mr. H's was bringing CM Punk back all along with the WWE titles, then why were you and I competing in championship tournament? Huh...yeah. Miz, be very very careful. Or the next thing you know, you gon' get got. See ya'." Truth adds, and walks away, leaving Mike thinking.
Mike comes back shortly after during the commercial break to hang around for only a short time before he has to go back out and by the curtain to wait to go out to the ring. Aly decided to stay behind ths time because of her backache. She shifts uncomfortably.
"Are you gonna be okay?"
"My back hurts." She mumbles.
"There's not anything I can get you for that is there?" I ask in concern.
She gets up, walking around a bit.
"Massaging was working mostly. I'm willing to try ice." She mutters, trying to concentrate on relaxing.
"I'll go get ice for you." I say, pulling from Alex's arms and getting up.
"Why don't you let me get it, I don't want you walking around by yourself." Alex says.
"Nothing's gonna happen to me, I'll be fine."
"Please?" He sighs.
"You'll be of more use to her right now." He adds.
"Fine. But you can't keep me from walking around on my own backstage forever."
"I know." Alex says with a small sigh as he gets up.
Then he heads out the door, heading to the trainer's to get ice.
"Protective daddy mode." Aly laughs lightly.
"Uh huh." I smile.
"Its cute."
"I know it is."
She smiles a little, stopping her little walk in order to take off her shoes.
"Anything I can do until he gets back?"
"Massage right here please." She points to a spot and leans on the back of the couch.
"Of course." I say, reaching over and massaging it for her.
She sighs as it starts to work.
"Better?"
"Much. Thank you."
"You're very welcome."
It doesn't take long for Alex to get back with an ice pack wrapped in a towel.
"Thanks DC."
No problem." He nods as she goes back over to the other couch.
I return to sitting with Alex while Aly gets comfortable on the couch with the ice pack.
After the commercial break, Josh was backstage and introduced John, who slapped him on the back.
"John earlier tonight CM Punk had a uh...well a lot to say. What're your thoughts on the words of CM Punk?"
"CM Punk...well he's not afraid to speak his mind. There's something admirable 'bout that but you live by the sword, you die by the sword. My main focus tonight is Triple H. He has a very important decision to make, 'cause theres' two people laying claim to being the WWE Champion. And he says that at the end of the night he'll make his decision on what will be the future of the WWE Championship. Now that truely does pertain to me so I think when he comes out to make his decision, I'm probably gonna be there to see what he has to say."
"Thanks John."
After that, Truth walks out first, talking to himself and the invisible Little Jimmies. When he gets to the ring, Mike's music hits and he walks out next. He poses at the top of the ramp before walking down the ramp and doing the usual before getting into the ring. While that happens, they play some footage of Mike and you at Lopez Tonight, and then the dancing that he did with Allison. Aly laughs at it.
"That looked really funny when we watched last week." I laugh.
"Oh it was even funnier in person. The poor girl looked terrified."
"I know right?"
"Look at him, he's all proud." Aly laughs as they show Mike in the ring.
"He would be proud."
She nods, looking amused.
After the commercial Mike and Truth were all set for the match and Rey's music hits and he comes out. Then Morrison's hits and he comes out too. They're all in the ring and soon the match starts and it's Mike vs Morrison first. Mike and him circle and John changes his mind and goes after Truth who jumps down from the ring. Mike goes after John and missed, causing John to be able to punch him a few times. Coming off the ropes after being thrown into them and John picks him up and drops him face first onto the apron before kicking up to his feet. He then takes a cheap shot to Truth and when he turns around, Mike clotheslines him. He keeps stomping on him before supplexing him and then going for the pin. John kicks out at 2 and Mike picks him up and goes to drop him on his back but John jumps down and pushed Mike into the corner by Rey. He stumbles back a bit, before John trips him and Mike falls backwards. Then Morrison tags in Rey and he climbs to the top rope and delivers a Senton and goes for the pin, but Mike kicks out at 2. An Irish Whip into the ropes is reversed by Mike and when Rey came back, he slides underneath Mike and delivers a Hurricanrana, sending Mike tumbling out of the ring and out onto the floor by the announcer's table. Rey bounces off the ropes and dropkicks Mike, sending him into the announcer's table, but not enough to hurt him at least. Then Rey gets Truth and he goes tumbling to the floor next to Mike. He gets outside the ropes and it looks like he's gonna get Mike, but instead gets Truth, and that's followed by Morrison getting Mike.
After the commercial break it's Truth and Rey in the ring now. Truth applies an abdominal stretch and Mike is encouraging him. Truth tags in Mike just as Rey fired back. That didn't last long because Mike kicked Rey in the head and went for the pin, but Rey kicked out. then Mike elbowed Rey in the shoulder before getting him in a chin lock and holding him there until Rey gets up and counters. He takes a cheap shot to Truth this time and goes back after Mike. Mike grabs Rey's leg and he's hopping until Rey spins and kicks him square in the head, all of us hearing the impact of the boot to the side of his head. Mike stumbles and falls to the apron. They both get up and Mike kicks Rey in the leg and then DDTs Rey into the apron. He goes for the pin, but Rey kicks out again. He picks him up and tags in Truth, so now it's Rey and Truth in the ring again. That lasts for a few minutes or so before Mike is tagged back in. He stomps on Rey once before taunting him until Rey fires back. Rey scrambles over to Morrison for the tag, but Mike successfully pulls Rey away and stomps on him repeatedly. He gets him back up and throws him into the corner, backing up and delivering the corner clothesline move of his that Aly loves. He then climbs to the top rope as Rey is down and jumps only to be kicked in the chin by Rey. They slowly move to their corners, Mike tagging Truth and Rey tagging Morrison. Mike goes to get involved, and only gets dropkicked and rolls out of the ring. Morrison goes for the pin but Truth kicks out. John sets Truth up for the Starship Pain, but when he goes to deliver it, Mike grabs Truth and pulls him out of the ring just in time.
Rey gets involved and jumps over the top rope onto Mike, sending him crashing to the floor. Truth gets in the ring and misses his scissor kick and while Morrison is down, Rey gets ready for the 619. But Mike grabs Rey on his side of the ropes and kicks him, before sending him over the barrier. Mike gets back up onto the side of the ring and yet again Morrison knocks him off by kicking him in the side of the head. But that allows Truth to use his finisher on Morrison and pins him for the win for him and Mike.
"Thank god that's over." Aly sighs.
Mike rolls into the ring as his music plays and their hands are raised in victory. Truth rolls out and Mike is staring down John with that look in his eyes.
"Uh oh. I know that look."
He gets ready and picks him up and then delivers the Skull Crushing Finale. Then he grabs Morrison by his hair and picks him up when Truth gets in the ring with a water bottle. Mike holds him while Truth nails him in the head with the water bottle. He and Mike motion to the ref to raise their hands again in victory and he does. Mike's music plays yet again and he does a man hug with Truth before leaving the ring and glaring at Morrison.
"Normally I'd feel bad...but I don't."
Then there was an interview with Hunter about what happened between him and Punk earlier in the night and then talking about John before going to a commercial. Mike went right back to the locker room to get changed so it was gonna take a bit. After he was all set he came back and walked into the room, sitting down next to her. He reaches for her and starts to pull her closer but recoils when he feels the coldness coming from the ice pack.
"It hurts that bad?"
"It was pretty uncomfortable."
"And I wasn't here to help."
"No but that isn't your fault."
"I know, but still."
"Stop beating yourself up over it. It isn't your fault."
"I'm going to have aches and pains, its a part of pregnancy. I just have to learn to manage it." She adds, shrugging.
"We took care of her while you were out there." I interject.
"Thanks." He says to me and Alex.
"Speaking of, I do need to get over by the curtain." Alex adds.
"I'm coming." I say.
"You sure?"
"Yes I'm sure."
"What're you doing anyway? You don't have your ring gear tonight." I add.
"Confronting Dolph."
"Ooh fun."
"Does this mean the feud with Mike is over?"
"Seems like it."
"Yes...things can go back to normal now."
"Right." Alex chuckles.
"Well I guess we should get going then. Stand there watching and listening to Dolph run his mouth with Vickie by his side...blehhh."
Alex laughs and agrees.
"I hope your back feels better." I say to Aly after I stand up.
"Thanks."
Then Alex gets up and we head out and wait by the curtain, watching the screen as Dolph
and Vickie now are heading down to the ring.
"She annoys me." I roll my eyes.
"I think she annoys everyone." Alex chuckles.
"Good point."
"Excuse me...excuse me." Vickie says all nice and calm at first.
"I said excuse me!"
"Nope." I snicker.
"While everyone talks about the controversy of having two WWE Champions...excuse me! A man who has gone above and beyond to prove himself that he is far more superior than CM Punk and John Cena. Excuse me! My client the United States Champion, Dolph Ziggler!"
"Client? Yeah right."
Alex snickers.
"After my victory last week, I told everyone to and I quote, follow that. That was directed\ toward every single WWE Superstar under contract. Now what that means is that no one will ever have my skills, my techniques, my talent, and no one will ever have this charisma. As a matter of fact, I'm more of a man than anyone in this arena, and I'm certainly more of a man than anyone back in that locker room."
The tech people play Alex's music, cutting Dolph off and he grabs a mic before we make our way out and onto the stage. The crowd of course goes nuts for him, and even more when they see me come out with him. I smile and wave. Then we start to make our way down the ramp slowly.
"You know Dolph if you're such a man, then why do always hide behind a woman? Or in your case Vickie Guerrero."
I snicker.
"Excuse me? Thanks to me...excuse me!" Vickie screeches, and we stop walking for a second before walking up the stairs and standing outside the ropes while she continues.
"Thanks to me Dolph Ziggler is a former World Heavyweight Champion, a former Intercontinental Champion, and he is the current United States Champion!"
"Not impressed yet." I mutter to Alex.
He snicker quietly. Then we get in the ring and stand in front of Dolph an Vickie. Alex steps up to Vickie and looks at her before looking at Dolph and then back at her.
"Excuse me." He says, a smile forming on his face.
I laugh out loud at the look on her face.
"Do we even know who you are?" Dolph says.
"You know Dolph, she brings up a good point. You've had a hell of a career so far, but when is the last time that you've accomplished anything on your own? You know you remind me of somebody I know very well. The Miz hid behind me and you are hiding behind her. Yes you are. You talk about being a man right? That's what this is all about, being a man! You want to be a real man, then drop her."
"Oooh burn."
"Excuse me. Or are you afraid without Vickie here, you're gonna be exposed for what you actually are. A bleach blonde, arrogant, fraud."
There's a brief staredown between Alex and Dolph, before he grabs Vickie's hand and starts to walk away from us with her.
"You don't belong out here with me, I don't even know you."
He backs Vickie up in the corner, making sure she's safe and then he takes off his suit jacket and the title before loosening his tie. Alex keeps me behind him just in case Dolph tries something. Alex tells him to 'come on', and Dolph stands there ready to fight but he backs out at the last second. Alex is making a joke out of this and when Vickie leaves he waves and says 'bye' to her. I just shake my head and walk up next to Alex taking the mic out of his hand.
"First of all, you don't know who he is? Well I'm sure you'll find out soon enough. And speaking of being a man, if you were a real man you wouldn't back down from a fight. Oh wait that's right, you're not a real man because you haven't grown a set yet."
Alex starts laughing.
"I guess she wears the pants in the relationship. Client? Yeah right. We all know it's more than that, always has been."
The crowd and Alex are still laughing. Some of the crowd is going 'ohhhhh'.
"Now uh...buh bye." I finish, making a shooing motion before dropping the mic.
Alex walks up behind me and puts his arms around my shoulders, kissing my head.
"You're amazing." He laughs.
"So you tell me." I laugh too.
"That was great." He snickers.
"And it's true."
"Yes it is." He agrees.
"Oh I can't wait to see Aly and Mike's reaction to what I said."
"I bet you she's laughing her ass off."
"Probably still will be when we get back there."
"Probably."
Then he lets me go and holds the ropes open for me so I can get out first.
"After you."
"Thank you." I smile, stealing a short kiss from him.
I hop down carefully and then he hops down. He laces his fingers with mine as we walk back up the ramp and head backstage. We walk down the halls towards the room. On our way, we pass by Zack and Santino.
"Nice one out there Carly." Zack laughs and we fist bump.
"Thank you." I grin.
They walk off and then we reach the room, knocking before coming in of course. Mike responds and we can hear Aly laughing before I open the door.
"Yup, still laughing about it."
"That...was...epic!" Aly says to me while laughing after we walk in.
"Well thank you." I snicker.
"That was a good one Carls." Mike chuckles.
"I had to say something." I grin.
Aly finally calms down, leaning into Mike since she's abandoned the now melted ice pack. I go to sit down next to Alex, but instead he pulls me down on his lap and wraps his arms around me.
"Oh so now you're gonna be all cuddly."
"Yup."
"Maybe serve as a little distraction too..." He grins.
"Of course." I roll my eyes slightly, looking amused.
"Your fault for wearing this shirt."
"Your fault for allowing yourself to get distracted by the shirt."
"Can't help it. You know how I am." He says, kissing the back of my neck.
"Yes, yes I know."
"But I wanna watch Zack's match after the commercial...no distractions yet."
"...fine."
"You'll live." I snicker, patting his arms and leaning back into him.
Alex just makes a quiet noise and puts his hands on my stomach. After the commercial first to come out was Otunga and McGillicutty.
"Not them again."
"Boooring."
Then Santino comes out and shortly after Zack's music was next and he walked out.
"Yayyyy."
"Go Zack." Aly smiles.
While they were getting ready in the ring, footage from last Monday's match between Zack and Cole was played.
"Oh my god, that was a hilarious match."
"Yeah it was."
It starts off with Santino and McGillicutty. Didn't really pay attention until Zack was tagged in.
"Get him Zack!"
Zack goes for the pin, but Otunga comes in and breaks it. Then Santino charges in, chasing after Otunga with that cobra sleeve thing, which scares him a bit and he rolls out of the ring.
"Pffft wimp."
"Haha."
"I guess he hasn't grown a set either."
"Not the right kind anyway." Aly laughs lightly.
Zack unfortunately missed the Rough Ryder and he ends up losing, ending his winning streak.
"Awww. Poor Zack."
"Booooo."
"Stupid bland brothers."
Then it's yet another commercial break, and Alex knew that he could be distracting, so he started back up again. I decide to let him. Mike and Aly exchange amused looks.
"You two are far too much alike." Aly says to Mike quietly.
"Same goes for you and Carls." He replies softly.
"Which is why we were made for each other and they were made for each other."
"Right." She smiles and kisses him.
"Do we have to stick around for the rest of the show or no?" I ask, mid-distraction.
"Not really." Mike says.
"Let's go." Alex says, stopping the distraction and he lifts me up as he stands up and now I'm standing.
He makes sure I grabbed my things before he basically rushed me out the door and to the car.
"Eager beaver." Aly giggles, untangling herself from Mike so she can get her shoes.
"How's your back?" He asks.
"Better. Still a bit achey but much better than before."
"I can try and help make it feel even better when we get back if you want."
"Much appreciated." She smiles, reaching for her shoes.
"Anything for you." He grins.
Mike kisses her cheek and gets up to grab his bag. Then he comes over and takes her shoes away, stuffing them in his bag before he holds out his arms with a smile.
"Free ride." He offers.
"You are too sweet." She sighs and smiles as she picks up her purse.
"That's because I love you."
"I know. I love you too." She replies as he scoops her up.
Then he walks over to the open door and walks out, and heads out of the arena and out to the car. Alex and I are both looking at them in amusement as Mike puts her in the car.
"What? He offered so I accepted." She shrugs.
"It's cute."
She smiles and Mike slides into the car after putting his bag in the trunk. Alex and I slide into the backseat and he continues to be all cuddly and everything as we make our way back to the hotel. We get there and of course, Alex gets his bag and practically drags me away. Mike retrieves his own bag before picking Aly up again, locking the car as he walks away. He walks into the elevator once it comes back down and then they go up to our floor. Once they get to the floor, he walks out and down to the room. She reaches down and opens the door and they both head inside. Mike sets her down as the door closes behind them. She reaches up and kisses him in thanks. He smiles after they pull away, and goes over to his things to change for bed. She goes and gets changed herself, taking down her hair. After he's changed, he stands there and watches as she gets changed. She smiles in amusement as she feels his eyes on her. After she changes, he sneakily comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her. She jumps slightly and then relaxes into him.
"Sneak."
"Love you too."
She tilts her head back and kisses his jaw. He smiles and leans down, kissing her lips. She twists around in his arms to give him better access. He moves his hands to cup her face as he continues to kiss her. She gently rests her hands on his sides, responding eagerly to his kiss. When he does pull away, he leans his forehead against hers before wrapping her in a hug.
"Love you." She murmurs.
"I love you too."
She feels his hands on her back and she sinks against him, sighing.
"Feeling better?"
"Mmhmm."
"Good."
She smiles and then yawns.
"We should probably get some sleep."
She nods slowly. He pulls away and they both walk over to the bed, climbing onto it and getting under the blankets. She snuggles into him and lays a kiss on his chest.
"Night, love you."
"Night, love you too."
Meanwhile Alex and I have gotten into our room. I didn't get very far because Alex tossed his bag aside and has me pinned against the door while he kisses me thoroughly. I have to pull away for air after a few minutes.
"...calm down..."
"Whhyyyyyy."
"First of all I couldn't breathe."
"Second of all, slow down. There's no need to rush." I add, cupping his face.
"It's not like I'm going anywhere." I continue.
"...sorry."
"It's okay."
He leans in and kisses me again, slower this time. I try to move away from the door, but he won't let me. I whine, and he just chuckles.
"Not yet." He murmurs against my lips.
I sigh, but soon come up with a plan, that might help with getting me away from the door. Since my hands are free afterall, I move them and unbutton his suit jacket while being preoccupied with kissing him. I get the jacket undone and he gets rid of that but still keeps me pinned. I then untuck his shirt and start to free the buttons on it. After I get to the last button, I pull from his lips and make it seem like I'm going to go over to his neck. But once he gets rid of the shirt I retract and quickly slide away from him and the door since there was a bit of space. He curses and spins towards me.
"You sneaky minx."
"Love you too." I laugh.
Alex comes after me.
"Ahh no!" I laugh, quickly slipping my shoes off and backing up.
"I've got a pillow, and I'm not afraid to use it." I add, picking up a pillow from the bed.
"Oooh a pillow...scary."
"You can't run anywhere you know." He adds.
"A girl can try." I stick my tongue out.
"There's always the bathroom...locking the door."
"Oh no you don't." He says, dashing over to the bathroom doorway and standing in it after he sees me making my way over to it.
"Darn." I mumble as he closes the bathroom door.
Then even though it won't do me much good, I just dive onto the bed and under the blankets. I hear him chuckle. He creeps over and then wrestles his way under the covers with me.
"Noooooo."
"Yessssss." He laughs, starting to tickle me.
"Okay okay, I give up...I give up." I say laughing.
"You sure?" He snickers.
"I'm sure."
Alex stops tickling me and starts to kiss all over my skin.
"I just had to give up."
He chuckles but doesn't stop. I lift the blanket off of my face so that I can breathe, and I stare at the ceiling as he continues. He slips his hands beneath my top and lets his fingers wander over my stomach and sides while he kisses my shoulders and collarbone. I shiver a bit from his touch, and then he moves one hand and starts to tug on the bottom of the shirt.
"It's tied around my neck in the back." I point out.
He takes that same hand and slides it up until it reaches the tie behind my neck. He pulls on it gently until it comes free. Then he pulls the shirt off, and then the rest of our clothes come off shortly after, and they're tossed everywhere.