Chloe spent her Sunday afternoon with Colby at the gym, training. Colby was like an older brother to her and he'd do anything for her, even though they were about the same age. As she took her stress out on a punching bag that Colby was holding he tried to convince her to talk to Jon, but she didn't see what there was for them to talk about. He was an being an ass lately and she didn't want to deal with it, there wasn't much more to be said.

"Please Chloe, you guys need to talk." Colby held the punching bag and Chloe hit it with more force than she had been, pushing him back slightly.

"Why? I have nothing to say to him. He was an ass yesterday for no reason at all, I don't need to deal with that. I'm pretty sure I've made that clear." She picked up a water bottle and cracked it open as Colby sighed.

"He wants to talk to you Chloe and you won't. Stop being a child and talk to him! You know you can't keep away from him for long, you two are close." Colby looked down at her as she rolled her eyes in a childish way.

"If he wants to talk to me so badly then why doesn't he come and talk to me? I mean wouldn't that make more sense?" She shot back and Colby sighed in frustration once again.

"Because even if he did go to talk to you, you still wouldn't talk to him. I know you, you wouldn't give him more than a few seconds before you told him to shut up and walk away." Colby frowned and Chloe smirked knowing it was somewhat true.

"Alright, that may be true. Still, like I said, he should be telling me he wants to talk, not you Colby. Listen I need to go, but I'll think about it, okay? I'll see you at the arena tomorrow." She have him a sad smile and as she walked out Colby watched her and shook his head, she certainly was stubborn.

During the first few matches on Monday Night Raw Chloe wandered around backstage looking to Colby before her promo with Jon, she needed to talk to Colby before she did this promo. She's been avoiding Jon since Saturday, he tried to call her and text her but she refused to answer. She knew that this was going to be awkward as hell, she needed advice. As she rounded a corner she saw Jon getting ready for the promo they were going to cut very soon. When he looked up and saw her he looked at her for a moment with what looked to be a bit of shame in his eyes. The stagehand in front of him said his name and he looked back. Soon a second stagehand came from behind the cameras and went up to Chloe and brought her over to where Jon was so the promo could be shot. As she was told to lean against the wall Jon had been pulled out of the frame before the promo started. As the two stagehands wandered out of the shot the cameramen started recording.

Chloe had an earphone in as Jon walked up to her and cleared his throat. She looked at him and quirked an eyebrow at him as she pulled the earphone out. He looked down for a second before he spoke.

"Last week you told us that we were pathetic, that we needed help." He looked up again and looked into her eyes. "We couldn't think of, or find, anyone else that would be willing to..."

"What are you saying Ambrose." Chloe tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms as he trailed off.

He sighed defeatedly and his shoulders slouched; "We need to be The Shield that we were when we first arrived here. You can help us do that, you've been here for a decade you know how the business works."

"You boys want my help?" Jon nodded slowly and in an embarrassed way. "Why should I help you three? You've never done anything for me. I'm pretty sure I've never even talked to one of you before."

"We can help, just help us first." Chloe laughed and shook her head.

"I never said I wanted your help did I? No, but I like you guys, and I like what I saw when you first came. So maybe, just maybe, I'll consider helping you." She smirked and Jon mirrored it as she walked out if the frame and the recording stopped.

"Chloe! Come here!" A female voice called just before Jon had the chance to call Chloe back to him.

Chloe followed the sound of the voice to find her costume designer, with a ripped pair of shorts and new gear for her. As she walked off Jon watched her and sighed inwardly. He was never going to get the chance to talk to her. He tried for the past two days and she didn't even acknowledge him once.

Maybe he needed to try harder, be stubborn like she was.

-A/N: Okay I have to admit this chapter was kind of bad, but the next will be better! I promise!(; Anyways thanks to the following for your reviews! I'm glad you like it! 1 Crazy Brunette Goddess, LegitElizabethWWEFan, Dixiewinxwrites12, briannawrites, & Pinayprincesa