Ravyn and AJ are inseparable after the altercation with Corey and Corbin. He shadows her almost everywhere she goes as the countdown to the start of the live show winds down. He even tools around the door of the women's locker room as she gets changed. She comes out to join him after putting on some dark denim shorts, a ripped up version of her t-shirt and a denim vest covered in perfectly placed studs, spikes and patches.
He compliments the hard work that she must have put in making the intricate vest. He escorts her to gorilla where she heads to the ring to do commentary for a tournament match between Carmella and Becky. During her time at the table she gets to hear the official announcement that the Women's title match at Wrestlemania will be a Ladder match. Carmella gets the victory, securing her spot in the finals of the tournament. Ravyn makes her way to the back where AJ, Dolph and JJ await. The girls squeal with excitement and jump around like children at the thought of having a ladder match together. They briefly say hello to Tyler and Dango as the duo heads to the ring for a tag match. The two couples hang out and watch the monitors as their friends perform.
JJ's match is up next against Alexa. Ravyn waits until five minutes into the match before coming out from behind the curtain. She emerges without any music at all. Her shining title belt draped over her shoulder she struts down the ramp, completely distracting JJ. Ravyn makes a point of calling JJ's attention to her as many times as possible as she circles the ring. Try as she might, somehow the distractions don't keep JJ from winning the match. JJ stares down her best friend with subtle confidence as she advances to the finals.
A few minutes later and the girls are backstage with their boyfriends. AJ and Dolph leave them to do a quick backstage segment for their lead up to Wrestlemania. Corey keeps his distance as the girls walk past him to get back to their locker room.
That night Ravyn climbs back into AJ's bed in his hotel room. She's relieved to be wrapped back up in his muscular arms, it doesn't take long before they give in to their desires, desperately seeking each other's closeness. Slow, rhythmic motions, passionate moans and sweaty deep kisses. They feel like they had been apart for months instead of just a week. But they make up for every lost moment in a feverish night of fooling around.
They're in Redding, California the next night, followed by Eugene, Oregon the night after. Both house shows run as close to flawlessly as possible. Ravyn and AJ decide to fly to Little Rock, Arkansas a day early for Saturday's show. The TSA line is surprisingly short. Shoes go into bins, coats into another and they pop their bags up onto the conveyor belt. Ravyn makes it to the off side of the metal detector and gathers her items while she waits for AJ. She looks up from her phone to see a TSA agent pulling him aside. She follows as closely as she can without interfering. They've got his bag pulled aside, and before she can say anything he's whisked away to a closed off room.
She paces the floor outside of the sealed doorway for what seems like forever. Finally AJ emerges, looking perturbed. He rushes them to their gate not wanting to miss their boarding call. He promises to explain everything once they're on the plane. Luckily they make it just in time for final boarding. They find their seats, stow their carry ons and AJ whispers to her the tale of the interaction.
"So TSA stopped me because of a bottle of baby oil in my bag," he starts. "And next to that was a conveniently placed baggie of white powder."
What little color she has drains from her face, "What was it? Did someone set you up?"
"Of course someone did," he explains. "Cops came, did a quick test.. It was just baby powder. But still if they had wanted to be dicks they could have kept me here all night and made us miss this flight."
Ravyn's fists ball up in her lap, "Corey."
"Had to have been," AJ agrees.
"This has got to end," Ravyn says determinedly. "I've got an idea."
She explains her plan to him as they take off towards Arkansas. The next few days of the house show loop are spent working out the logistics of her scheme. In all of the activity and drama leading up to Wrestlemania the girls begin to panic when they realize that they don't have outfits for the Hall of Fame induction ceremony. AJ suggests a few places to try while they're in Atlanta before Smackdown Live.
The girls meet up in the lobby of JJ's hotel early Tuesday morning. After a quick stop for breakfast potatoes they hit the shopping district. The first couple of shops yield no winners. By the third store they're getting frustrated. Ready to give up they start to walk back to where they parked the car. A dress in the window of a small boutique catches JJ's eye. They stop in to find a couple of really neat alternative looks. JJ finds a beautiful floor length spaghetti strap dress. The color starts at the top with a bright turquoise and melts down into a lovely brilliant magenta. Intricate bead work accents the high waistline of the simple yet stunning garment.
Ravyn continues browsing while JJ tries on the pretty gown. She comes across a rack of dresses more her style. Corset tops, leather, studs, spikes, zippers and so much more. As she rifles through the hangers one dress speaks to her. A purple plaid corset top that has an attached collar with a sheer panel of fabric across the chest. Leather straps criss cross the bodice and transition nicely into the short black skirt. Silver eyelets laced up with black satin ribbon accent the hips to the hem of the fabric. The choppy trim of the skirt gives peeks of the tule petticoat designed to look like spiderwebs.
It's obvious from the moment that she sets her eyes on it that this is the dress for her. She sneaks into the other dressing room as JJ is coming out to check herself out in the mirror. Ravyn quickly swaps clothes and steps out next to her best friend. The girls smile at each other, knowing that their boyfriends will be impressed. Quickly they change back into their street clothes, but on the way to the register something shiny catches Ravyn's eye.
"J... I think you need these.." Ravyn holds up a pair of low top pink sequined Chuck Taylor sneakers.
The redhead squeals in excitement at her friend's discovery, adding a pair to her purchases. Thankful to have found something to wear for the Hall of Fame ceremony the girls make their way to the arena. Ravyn meets up with Tyler and Dango to explain her plan for Corey and his flash drive. AJ meets her in catering to see if the first step of the scheme works.
They each put together a plate of food and take a seat at a table overlooking the buffet line. Corbin and Corey appear shortly after, like clockwork. Ravyn and AJ chat about the girls shopping trip while Ravyn watches them like a hawk. Corey takes a seat a few tables away, shooting her a sinister smirk. She rolls her eyes and does her best to look like she's ignoring him while actually monitoring his every move.
Dango wanders into catering and makes a couple laps of the buffet line. Seemingly trying to decide what to actually eat. He grabs a plate and scoops himself a heaping portion of barbecue sauced ribs and baked beans. He turns from the line and takes two steps before tripping over his own feet. His plate of food sails through the air and lands perfectly on the back of Corey's head and neck. The sloppy plate slides down the back of Corey's neatly pressed dress shirt.
Corey gets up ready to fight. But Dango plays the apologetic buffoon to perfection. He pretends to help Corey clean himself off as best he can while actually just smearing the mess around. Corbin cackles across the table, near tears at his friends misfortune. Brushing Dango away Ravyn finally hears Corey say the magic words.
"I need to go shower," Corey huffs. "I feel disgusting."
Corey gets up and stalks towards the men's locker room. AJ swings into action and slides into one of the seats at Corbin's table. He distracts the balding idiot with some ideas for their match tonight while the rest of the plot unfolds. Ravyn smirks to herself and texts Tyler. She waits patiently for a return text once his mission is complete.
After what feels like an eternity her phone vibrates in her hand. Tyler's name dances across the screen. He asks her to meet him near the production truck, far away from the locker rooms. She almost skips the whole way there. Tyler smiles when he sees her round the corner looking excited.
"Easy. That was too easy," he grins declaring her task finished. "Next time we'll need a harder case to crack." He drops the silver flash drive into the palm of her outstretched hand.
"So this is the one he had?" She double checks.
He nods, "Yep, swapped the one you gave me with the one on his key ring while he was in the shower. Standard procedure." She hugs him, a weight lifted from her shoulders now that she has possession of her private videos. "So what was on the one you gave me?" He asks not really sure he wants to know.
"Corrupted files," she says deviously. "Maybe a virus. Whatever computer he pops that sucker into is going to get wrecked. So with any luck he will have the files on his laptop, they'll get corrupted along with anything linked to it. Gone forever."
Tyler laughs, thrilled to see his friend regaining some control over her life again. The two of them split up and return to their locker rooms to get ready as the live show begins.