Monday 2nd April

''LEX!"

Alexa looked up from the script in her hand and turned in the direction of the loud squeal. A wide smile immediately appeared on her face when she set eyes on the woman running down the hallway. Ever since April had left FCW to move up to the main roster, they hadn't really seen each other. And Alexa had only been back for a short period, their paths never really crossing backstage until now.

After wrapping Alexa in a quick hug, April grinned up at her. ''It's so good to see you!''

''You too, Hobbit.''

''I was so surprised when I saw you come back, I-''

''She squealed like a little girl.''

Alexa glanced over the other woman's shoulder, finding Bryan walking up to them.

April scowled. ''I did not squeal.''

''Oh, you totally did.'' He chuckled. ''How you doing, Lex? Glad to be back?''

''Honestly?'' She cocked an eyebrow. ''It's weird... really weird. There's so many new faces and a lots changed since I've been gone... but I'll get used to it, eventually.''

He sent her a warm smile. ''You will, it's like riding a bike.''

''So I've heard.'' She replied, smiling fondly at the memories coming to the forefront of her mind when she heard that phrase. ''It'll probably seem more... normal when I actually have a match.''

''Do you know when you'll be getting back in the ring?'' April questioned.

''Well, it's not tonight.'' She waved her script in front of her face before skimming through the pages. ''All I've got is a couple of promos.''

''They know that the fans are eager to see you get back in the ring. They'll probably drag it out, make people wait for it.'' Bryan said. ''They make more money that way.''

''Hmmm.'' Alexa nodded, biting her lip thoughtfully. ''I guess that makes sense.''

''Hey, I thought I saw Jon earlier.'' April directed at her. ''What's he doing here?''

''Oh, he's going to be touring with the main roster for a while, doing the darks before the shows.''

''That's great.'' Bryan smiled. ''I bet he's pretty nervous.''

''Hardly.'' She scoffed. ''He's more excited than anything. The fucker woke me up at six this morning when he left to get an extra work-out at the gym.''

April gaze up at her in confusion. ''Are you guys rooming together?''

''Uh... kind of, yeah.''

''What do you mean, 'kind of'?''

''Well, we are sharing a room. A room with only one bed...'' Bryan snorted, realization quickly dawning on him as Alexa smirked at the blank look on her friend's face. ''... which we share... together...''

''I don't...'' She trailed off, her brown eyes widening as her mouth dropped open into an O of understanding. ''Oh my God! You two actually got it together? I- oh man, now I owe Claudio twenty bucks...''

RAW

The titantron flared to life and Sierra was shown strolling down a hallway backstage with a cup of steaming coffee in her hands. As she went to walk around the corner, somebody crashed into her, knocking the coffee from her hands and spilling it all over her shirt. Her mouth dropped open in shock and she tore her eyes away from her soaking wet shirt, rolling her eyes when she discovered exactly who she had bumped into.

The crowd booed as the camera panned back, revealing Chris Jericho. He crossed his arms over his chest, smirking down at her. ''Oops.''

Sierra's eyes narrowed and she went to move around him, only for him to step back into her path. ''Move.''

He raised an eyebrow. ''Make me.''

''What's your problem?'' She asked before a smirk suddenly appeared on her face. ''Oh, that's right, you lost last night didn't you?''

''The only reason I lost last night, was because of you.''

''Me?'' Her eyebrows shot up in surprise. ''What the hell did I do?''

''You're completely incompetent as a ref.'' Jericho sneered at her. ''If it had been anybody else calling the match, I would have won.''

''Didn't your parents ever teach you not to talk with your mouth full?'' She paused to take in his confused expression. ''Becuase it sounds to me, like you're full of crap.'' The arena burst into cheers before she continued. ''You losing to Punk last night had nothing to do with me being the ref, it was because he was the better man.''

''I am the best in the world at what I do!'' He hissed angrily.

She looked him up and down, the distaste obvious in her expression. ''If that were true... then why were you the one tapping last night?''

''So, Chris gave me the talk earlier.''

Alexa looked away from the monitor in the locker room, her eyes landing on her boyfriend who was packing his gear away in the corner of the room. ''What did he say?''

''Told me that you were his best friend and that if I broke your heart, he was going to break my face.''

She guffawed, her hand coming up to quickly cover her mouth. ''Sorry, it's not funny, he shouldn't have done that.''

''It's cool.'' Jon shrugged, giving her a lazy smile. ''You two are crazy close so I was kind of expecting it.''

''What did you say to him?''

''Nothing much... just that I was pretty sure that you could kick my ass yourself if I ever gave you reason to.''

An impish grin spread over her lips. ''I totally cou-''

Her words were drowned out as the arena was suddenly filled with the roar of the crowd. Both of them turned to look at the screen just in time to see a returning Brock Lesnar step onto the ramp.

''That was... loud.''

''Still doesn't beat your return though.'' Jon's gaze returned to her.

''You think?''

He nodded, smiling. ''We were all watching in the rec room back at the arena, it was awesome. Never heard anything like it.''