Paige peeked open one eye and brushed her hair from her face. She tried to move, but she was being weighed down by an arm. She turned over onto her side and was greeted with the gaze of Dean Ambrose. She wanted to groan in frustration, or scream, but she forced a smile. Ending up in bed with him wasn't what she planned on doing when she left the arena with him, but it happened. And instead of kicking him out again, she let him kiss her. "No one can know about this."

"Good morning to you too." Dean chuckled dryly as he sat up in the bed and stretched his sleeping limbs.

"I'm being serious." Paige yawned and rolled out of bed and headed toward the bathroom, "No one."

"Don't worry about it, Love." Dean smirked at her as she disappeared into the room.

Part of him was a little hurt that the first thing she said to him was a rejection, but he wasn't surprised. He knew this would happen the night before, but he didn't think anything of it. Now he wish he had. They gave into temptation, just to see if they were missing anything. And he realized that he was. But apparently, he was just another experience added onto her list of mistakes. And it sucked.

Kaitlyn groaned aloud when she noticed that she didn't have ice in her freezer, "Man," She stomped her foot, "Not is really not the time." It was the morning after the Smackdown taping and all she wanted to do was ice her shoulder. The same pesky shoulder that cost her the Diva's Championship. All she wanted was relaxation, but she needed ice first.

She slipped her tank top over her torso, grabbed her key card and the empty ice bucket before heading out of her room. She was hit with the cold gust of air that all hotel hallways she had been too seemed to have, Where the hell is that ice machine?

She turned the corner, and there he was in all his morning glory. Kaitlyn watched as Roman angrily fumbled, and banged on the ice machine. She figured he had had a bad night – or morning, depending on what time he got back to his room – so she wouldn't hold his frustration against him. She couldn't help but giggle a little, but then he looked over his shoulder at her. Shit.

"Good morning." He gruffly said. She smiled and walked over to him. She stared at him as she pressed the button on the front of the ice machine. He sighed and raked his hand through his hair, "I knew that."

She giggled, "Sure you did."

There was an awkward silence that seemed to hang over them. It was definitely looming.

He seemed to pick up on it because he cleared his throat and asked, "So.. ugh.. how'd you sleep?"

She thought for a second before hesitantly moving his filled ice bucket. He muttered a quick apology while she handed it to him and quickly replaced the empty space under the nozzle with her own bucket. Remembering that he had asked her a question, she felt a blush creep onto her cheeks when his expectant eyes met hers, "Um, I slept fine. The beds here are soft." He chuckled at her answer. From the look on her face, he knew that she hadn't thought of her answer very well. She wanted to smack herself, but that would have made the situation more embarrassing. She quickly shifted the spotlight onto him, managing to save herself from further embarrassment, "How about you?" she ran a hand through her hair, "How'd you sleep?"

He rolled his eyes, "Seth was on the phone with Leighla all night."

"I'm sorry." Kaitlyn laughed, grabbing her filled ice bucket, she smiled at him, "Well, I'm gonna go." She pointed behind herself using her thumb, "See ya later."

"Kaitlyn wait," She winced and turned back around to face him. He looked unsure of himself and it was kind of weird to see, "I… uh…" he scratched the back of his neck, "About the other day-"

"Don't worry about it." She smiled tightly, "I was having a bad night, and you were trying to help. I appreciate it. And don't worry about what Seth said either, he's an idiot," She laughed for good measure. She knew he was trying to apologize but she didn't want to hear it. She didn't need that right now. "No worries, let's just forget about it." She continued to walk away, leaving him no chance to reply.

He watched as she disappeared around the corner, his chance to talk about what he had planned leaving with her. I don't want to forget yet.

The big man was right where he started.

Kaitlyn walked into her hotel room and kicked the door shut. She wanted nothing more than to go back to where she had left Roman and let him say whatever he needed to, but she couldn't handle what she thought it was. She knew that he wanted to let her down easy but no, she couldn't deal with that. It shouldn't have been that difficult seeing that there was nothing going on between them. But she didn't know if there could ever be, or if she wanted it to be an option. It was crazy because they didn't know each other. But did she want to get to know him? She didn't know yet.

She grabbed a towel from the table where she had left it, quickly pouring the ice onto it. She crumbled into a chair around the table and closed her eyes. Her thoughts drifted to nothing in particular, she just wanted to sleep. It was rather early in the morning, but she knew that she would have to leave for the next city soon. And for the first time in a while, she didn't feel safe going alone, not knowing why.

There was a knock on the door and for a second, she wondered if it was Roman, but then she realized that he wasn't that bold. Nor did he know where her room was. The knock wasn't heavy or strong enough to be his either, she knew that by just looking at him. Was that weird?

She slowly got up from the chair and walked over to the door. Her eyes widened when she saw who was on the other side of the door. It wasn't Roman – that was for sure – and the person standing behind the door was someone she hadn't talked to since the resident crazy chick sunk her teeth into him.

She opened the door, and before she could speak, he cut her off.

"I need to talk to you." He yanked on the front of his hoodie, "All of you."

A/N: Ugh, guys, Paige/Dean and Kaitlyn/Roman are being confusing again. And there is a snitch making appearance. Y'all know who that is...But is he in on the evil plan too, or is he just an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire? hmmm, I'll let you figure that one out.

Until next time Kiddos.