"I've been looking for you" Hunter says, cornering me in the corridor at the arena. I groan. "What did I do this time?" I ask leaning against the wall. He laughs. "Nothing yet" he says. "It's what you're going to do. Layla is invoking her rematch clause tonight. Don't panic, you're going over, but there's a promo at the start if the show that you need to be ready for." I nod. "Thanks for the heads up" I say smiling. "When's the match?" "Before the main event" he says. "And that is?" I ask. He shakes his head as Seth walks up to us. "Kane v Jon" Seth says. I look at Hunter. "Kane?" I ask. He nods. "All will become clear later" he says. "I promise." He kisses my head and walks down the corridor.
"Kane?" I say to Seth. He nods. "Kane is gonna come to the ring at the end of your match with Layla" he says. "Jon is gonna save you. But I didn't tell you, ok?" I nod. "Colby" I say quickly. He groans. "Uh oh" he says. "I know this is serious, you called me Colby. What's up Torrie?" "When you called Jon earlier" I say. He nods. "Yeah" he says. "It's supposed to be a surprise. He asked me to mind Dessie tomorrow while he takes you out. You didn't hear that from me either, ok?" I smile and nod. "Thanks, Seth" I say. He smiles. "Anytime babycakes" he says kissing me before walking off. I run back to the locker room and change into my ring gear ready for Layla's promo at the start of the show. I kiss Dean and Dessie and run back to the gorilla just as she steps through the curtain.
"Anyone else find it weird?" she asks as her music stops. "We have a new divas champ, who is nowhere to be seen. When I was champ, I was here all the time, fighting, defending, and being a visible force in this company. So where exactly is Ms Ambrose huh? Does she think she can keep it longer if she stays away?" The crowd cheers, knowing exactly where this is going. I grab a microphone and step out onto the ramp. "Oh Layla" I call, waving sweetly. "I'm right here darling. Got something you want to say?" She looks genuinely shocked to see me. "Torrie!" she says. "Hey everyone, the elusive divas champ has finally shown up at Raw, over a week after winning my title." "Your title?" I ask, patting the belt that's slung over my shoulder. "I'm pretty sure it says Torrie Ambrose on this pretty shiny belt." "Not for long" she smirks. "Tonight, I get my rematch. Tonight, that belt goes home with the right diva, the peoples choice for divas champ. Me." The crowd cheers and I smirk. "High opinion of yourself there Miss El" I say. "We all know, this ain't a popularity contest Layla. This ain't Diva Search now. This is real life, right here. You want this belt, you gotta fight me for it. And I mean, fight. So, I'll give you your rematch Layla, but be prepared to lose. Again." I drop the microphone and my music hits. I bow as the crowd boos me, before standing up and making my way backstage.
"You're turning into him Tor" Randy says from beside me as soon as I walk through the curtain. Carrano and Joey Mercury nod. "Your mic skills are so much like Jon its uncanny" Joey says. "You and the microphone are pure dynamite. That diva search line, woah!" I smile. "Bit of research" I admit. "I need this feud with Layla to be believable." Joey nods. "It's that, alright" he says watching as Layla walks through the curtain and rushes over to me. "Diva search?" she asks hugging me. "Bitch please! That was so way before your time!" I laugh. "The joys of Wikipedia" I say. She nods and links her arm through mine as we wave to the guys. "So?" she asks. "Ready for drinks tonight?" I nod. "Yeah" I say, watching as Michelle walks towards us looking thoroughly pissed off. "What's up?" I ask as she draws level with us. "He's gonna be wearing his balls for earrings if he keeps his attitude up is what" she groans. "He's like a bear with a sore head tonight. He needs to get laid or something." "Sounds like an offer he can't refuse" Layla says laughing. "Not funny El" Chelle warns. I laugh. "Sounds like someone needs a drink more than me" I say. She nods quickly. "I am so ready for this" she says. "Divas locker room after the show. We're all gonna get ready together." I nod and link Layla's arm through Michelle's. "I need to get back to Jon and Dessie" I say. "I'll see you in the ring, El." They smile and wave as I run down the corridor to the locker room.
"Nicely done doll face" Dean says kissing me as soon as the door is closed. I smile and bow theatrically. "Apparently" I say sitting on the sofa. "My mic skills are comparable to yours. I'm officially an Ambrose." He smiles. "Well" he says sitting next to me. "Not officially, but soon, right?" I nod and cuddle into him until it's time for me to head back to gorilla for my map match with Layla. He walks with me as I carry Dessie. "Time to go get mean momma" he says, watching as I kiss Destiny before handing her over to him. He hands me my belt before taking her from me. "I love you" I say as I kiss him. He nods and watches as I stand ready to go through the curtain. Layla is getting cheers from the crowd as she poses on the ropes. Her music stops and there's a painful silence until my music hits. The boos are instant. Dean grins at me. "Heel turn going nicely I see" he says kissing me. "Go get 'em babe, show them what my woman is made of. And remember, I love you Torrie Good." I nod and take a deep breath before heading through the curtain.