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Tuesday 29th January

'The Rock and Other Part-Time Stars; Biggest Injustice for the Shield.'

'Sierra revealed as The ShieldMaiden - Twitter reactions.'

'Raw results: PipeBomb, Sierra Style!'

'Can Sierra REALLY save the Diva's Division?'

'Sierra's promo ruffles feathers backstage?'

'The Shield set to carve a new path.'

Alexa was becoming more and more overwhelmed with each new headline she encountered; the events of the previous night's Raw was all people were talking about. It was all over Twitter, the dirt sheets, blogs... it was everywhere.

''Is she googling herself again?''

Jon nodded, rolling his eyes. ''Yep.''

''I never took you for a narcissist, Lex.''

''What?''

''You've been reading articles about yourself all morning.''

''I have not...'' She tore her eyes away from the screen of her phone, a sheepish grin appearing on her face. ''I started reading them last night.''

Joe tutted, shaking his head in mock-disappointment. ''You've changed, baby girl.''

''I-''

''Sandra's ready for you, Lex.'' Colby informed her as he re-entered the room, toying with the straps on the new vest he had just been fitted with.

The group was backstage at the Valley View Casino Center for the Smackdown taping which would be taking place later that night. They had been told to arrive at the arena several hours early so Alexa could get fitted for her new gear before their planned photo shoot.

Groaning, Alexa pushed herself from the chair and made her way into the next room where the older woman was waiting. ''Hey, so... what do you have for me?''

''I don't know...'' Alexa turned around to check her reflection. ''They're a bit short, aren't they?''

''Pfft!'' Sandra moved up behind her, pulling at the hem of her booty shorts. ''Girl, they're fine, they cover what needs to be covered. Besides, you've got the pants too.''

Biting her lip unsurely, she repositioned herself so she was facing the mirror, casting a critical eye over her body.

In order to fit in with the other guys, she had been given gear that matched theirs, but with a more feminine twist. As well as a pair of similar cargo pants, she had a pair of booty shorts that showed off her muscular legs. On her upper half she wore a simple black tank top, and over the top of that she the standard Shield tactical vest. It was almost exactly like the ones the guys wore, but it was more form-fitting and showed just a hint of cleavage.

''Is the vest too tight?'' Sandra asked, appearing beside her.

''No.'' She responded, moving around to get a better feel for it. ''No, it's fine.''

The woman nodded, looking her up and down before giving her a gentle pat on the back. ''Then you're all good to go, Lex.''

''Thanks, Sandra.''

She headed over to the make-up department; sitting patiently while her long, dark hair was straightened before being slicked back into a tight ponytail. Dark eye make-up and deep, red lipstick completed the look and even she had to admit, she looked bad ass.

Thanking the hair and make-up ladies for their time, she hopped down from the chair and made her way back to the shoot area.

''Hot damn!'' Joe whistled as she walked into the room.

''Looks like it's official, you're a suited and booted member of The Shield now!'' Colby said with a smile

''You look awesome.'' Jon snuck up behind her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and leaning down to speak in her ear. ''I hope you realize how it's going to be when you're at ringside and I'm trying to wrestle with a boner.''

A loud cough cut across them. ''Still here.'' Colby said awkwardly.

When the photographer finally arrived, the director of the shoot wasted no time in ushering Alexa over to the screen. They started off with some individual shots of her in her new get-up, some of which were going to used in the graphics in the match previews.

That part would have been pain-free, if she hadn't been aware of the guys' eyes on her the whole time.

''Put your hand on your hip, and arch your back.'' The director called out.

Alexa did as he asked and stared determinedly into the camera. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jon lean forward and mutter something to the man, making Colby and Joe shake their head in amusement.

''Yeah, and push your chest out a little more.''

Keeping her face schooled into a neutral expression, she wordlessly lifted her hand of her hip and flipped them the bird, the laugher only getting louder.

''Can you please just hear him out?''

''No, he was a complete dick, Scotty.''

''He's always a dick, how are you only just noticing this?''

Alexa sighed, glancing up from the bed as Jon emerged from the bathroom, his skin wet and glistening from his shower with only a towel hanging low on his hips.

''Lex!''

Biting her lip, she reluctantly tore her eyes away from the sight in front of her and returned her attention to the man on the other end of the phone.

''Look, until the jackass apologizes, I refuse to talk to him.''

''Urgh! You two are going to be the death of me!''

Having been friends with both Alexa and Phil for so long, he had been witness to many of their arguments and was used to playing peace keeper between the pair. Zoning out as he started ranting about their stubbornness, her eyes shifted over to Jon; she watched with a fond smile as he shook his head to get some of the excess water out, long strands of hair falling over his face in the process.

''I get the distinct impression that you're not even listening to me.''

''You would be correct... can we change the subject, please?''

''Fine... your promo last night was fucking awesome, by the way. Did Vince know you were going to say all that stuff, he looked like he was ready to blow a gasket.''

''Uh... he knew the general gist of what I was going to say... I improvised on a few things, which I got a some shit for. But, the whole thing went down pretty well with all the fans and stuff, so he couldn't really complain.''

''Yeah, you're like an internet sensation!''

''Hardly!'' She laughed, narrowing her eyes at her boyfriend as he dropped onto the bed beside her, the mattress dipping under his weight. ''I guess I just said what a lot of people were thinking...''

Scott's response fell on deaf ears when a pair of lips suddenly attached themselves to hers. She let the phone drop down as she kissed him back, letting out a soft moan from the back of her throat.

''Jesus, I can fucking hear you!

Scott's indignant screech through the speaker brought her back to reality with a crash and she quickly pulled the phone back to her ear.

''Sorry... it wasn't my fault, he threw himself at me.''

''I didn't hear you complaining... listen, I'll talk to you later, make sure you make up with Phil!''

''Bye Cabana!'' Jon shouted, grabbing the phone and tossing it haphazardly across the bed before he pounced on her again.