A/N - Sorry for the long delay in updates, like I said, really bad writer's block at the moment! But here's a long chapter to hopefully tide you guys over :)
Sunday 18th August
It was late as Alexa lay on the bed, scrolling through her Twitter feed and answering a few fan questions as she waited for Jon to get out of the shower. They had arrived back at the hotel a little while ago with Joe and Colby, the group planning on getting a few hours sleep before making the long drive to Anaheim for Raw the next day.
Raw was going to be the start of something great for The Shield and Sierra, the group would be entering into a storyline with the newly formed 'Authority'. The guys would start working for Triple H as his enforcers while Sierra would slowly become more and more disillusioned with The Shield, eventually turning on them, and the Authority.
Closing the app, she quickly checked her e-mails, glancing up as the bathroom door opened; Jon appearing with a towel firmly wrapped around his hips, steam billowing around him as he stepped out of the doorway.
''Enjoying the view?'' He asked playfully as her gaze lingered on his body.
Since joining the main roster, Colby had managed to somewhat convert Jon into doing CrossFit with him. Alexa and Joe usually tagged along too but the pair much preferred their gyms to be simple. But CrossFit had done Jon the world of good, his body much more muscular and toned than it had been when he first got signed. Not that Alexa cared, she loved him regardless, but she knew that her boyfriend was hot as hell.
''You know it.'' She replied, shooting him a seedy wink. ''Hey, so I've just got the e-mail confirmation for our flights to Vegas. We'll need to head straight to the airport after the show tomorrow.''
''Sounds good.''
Jon moved over to perch on the edge of the bed, smiling softly as the mattress shifted and her arms wrapped around his neck, her lips pressing lightly against his temple. His eyes fluttered closed and he couldn't help but feel content, more than he had in a very long time. He was paid a ton of money to do something he loved and he had a woman who was way out of his league, but for some reason, she loved him.
''I love you.''
''I love you, too.''
He turned to face her and pushed her backwards, smirking as he hovered over her. ''Want to show me how much?''
Alexa bit her lip, her fingers moving to toy with the top of his towel. ''Aren't you tired?''
''Nope.'' He replied, his lips trailing up her neck to nibble on her earlobe.
''Colby and Joe are right next door... we can't...''
''Sure we can, you'll just have to be quiet.''
With an impish grin, Jon quickly pushed her t-shirt up above her bra, trailing kisses up her stomach, before pulling it over her head. She lifted up her body to help him and he took advantage, reaching behind her back and deftly un-hooking her bra before throwing the garment aside. She let out a little whimper as he took her nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it a few times before gently biting.
''Jon-''
''Shh...''
His blue eyes looked up at her as she bit her lip and threw her head back, trying to stop any moans from escaping. Smirking, he started to trail kisses down her body, ignoring the erection straining against the towel. Her breathing quickened with every kiss that landed on her skin, her hips arching against him as his fingers lightly played with the waistband of her panties.
Alexa let out a strangled moan as he spread her legs apart and kissed her through her underwear; the man practically growling in response to finding her already so wet for him. Gently slipping the material off, his mouth dropped down and she barely bit back a moan when he started teasing her sex.
''Fuck.'' She hissed, feeling him smirk as her fingernails dug into the skin of his shoulders.
With a sudden movement he withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his fingers, the woman on the bed letting out a whimper as he sucked her clit into his mouth. Her eyes fluttered closed and she arched towards his mouth, feeling her climax rapidly building. Feeling her tighten and clench around his fingers and knowing she was close, Jon roughly scraped his teeth over the bundle of nerves, her loud cry echoing through the room as her orgasm ripped through her.
Her head thrown back against the pillows and her eyes squeezed shut, Alexa's back arched and she clawed at the covers; Jon feeling himself growing even harder when she panted his name, overtaken by the climax. He kept a firm grip on her hip as he moved up her body so they were level, smirking when she looked up at him through half-lidded eyes.
''Thought you were going to be quiet?'' He quirked an eyebrow, pressing himself against her entrance teasingly.
She let out a breathy chuckle before she lifted herself up and kissed him sloppily, tasting herself on his lips before she pulled back and met his eyes. ''I want you inside me... Now.''
Jon growled and she buried her face in his neck, a small whining noise escaping her lips as he pushed inside her, followed by his own little grunt of satisfaction.
His head dropped into her neck with a groan, his hips stilling as he tried to get a hold of himself. ''Fuck.''
Her fingers tangled in his hair and she moved his head back, nipping at his mouth playfully. Pulling back, a smirk spread across her lips as the balls of her feet pushed against his ass, pushing him in deeper as she clenched herself around him.
''Lex.'' He hissed warningly, kissing her roughly as he began to move his hips, his thrusts hard and fast.
Alexa's grip on his hair tightened and her hips began to match his; the man's mouth descending on hers to try to quiet her moans. Their kisses were messy, open-mouthed and full of tongue as he reached down between them, his thumb moving to work against her swollen bundle of nerves.
He was rewarded by the sharp sting of her nails digging into his back. ''Jon!''
He added more pressure and her teeth latched onto his shoulder, only just managing to muffle her scream as she came. Her muscles clenched around him like a vice, sending him over the edge seconds later; a deep groan escaping him as his head dropped into the crook of her neck.
They remained like that for a few moments before he rolled to her side, pulling her slightly on top of him when he got there. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before wrapping his arms tightly around her so she was forced to use his chest as a pillow.
''I love you.''
She smiled contentedly, running her fingers up and down his chest. ''I love you, too.''
Monday 26th August
Already dressed in her combat gear, Alexa slowly drank from her cup of coffee as she flicked through the final version of the script for the show that night.
John had departed the week before for surgery to repair his triceps, meaning that a lot of time on the show had been freed up. Colby, Jon, Joe and herself were just some of the few that would be benefitting from the extra screen time, their angle with 'The Authority' just starting to play out.
''Yo, Lex!''
The woman looked up sharply to find Colby and Joe making their way towards her, the pair looking well rested after their few days off.
''Hey.'' She smiled warmly as they took up the seats opposite her.
''That tonight's script?'' Colby asked, jerking his thumb at the wad of paper in her hands.
''Yeah, I-''
He cut her off, snatching it out of her hands before casually flipping through it. Rolling his eyes, Joe gave the man a slap to the back of his head before glancing back over to her.
''Jon said the house hunting went well?''
''It did.'' Alexa nodded, grinning at him. ''He show you the photos?''
''Eventually.'' Colby looked up from the script with a snort. ''He spent forever trying to find them so we had to help him get them up on the screen.''
She shook her head with a laugh. ''You should see him trying to figure out how to open his e-mails, it's hilarious.''
''I bet.'' Joe chuckled knowingly. ''So, any places that stand out?''
She shrugged her shoulders in response. ''There were a few we liked, but... I mean, they were all nice places but... not really us, if you know what I mean?''
''I get it, baby girl.'' The Samoan smiled, leaning over to ruffle her hair. ''You'll find the right place eventually, it's not going to happen overnight.''
''I know.''
''Have you booked in some more viewings?''
''Yeah, since the taping tomorrow is in Vegas, we arranged to see the real-estate agent on Wednesday. She's going to find us some more places and we'll probably stick around until the weekend to look at some.''
''So, you're sticking with Vegas, huh?'' Colby spoke up, lifting his eyes from the script.
''Yeah, we went out on the strip while we were there last week, it was awesome. And the prices there are pretty great too, so...''
''That must be the biggest selling point for Jon, we know how frugal he is.''
She cocked an eyebrow at the Iowan. ''There's nothing wrong with being frugal, you know. When you grow up with so little, you take what you can get. That's not something you can just shake off when you suddenly have money.''
''How did you manage?''
She furrowed her eyebrows. ''What?''
''When you left home you were, what, thirteen?'' Colby questioned, continuing at her nod. ''How did you have enough money to survive?''
''I...''
Alexa trailed off, biting her lip as her mind drifting off to thoughts of her past. She had never actually given much thought into how Mando had been able to afford to take her in all those years ago. She knew he had some money, but enough to spend on someone elses kid; raising them, feeding them, clothing them... she wasn't sure how he did it.
''I don't know, I... I never really thought about it. I mean, Mando just took care of me, you know? I never asked where he got the money from. Then, when I went to Mexico, I stayed with some of my Dad's friends and then when I started making some money, I paid them back.''
''What about your Mom, didn't she give you anything when you left home?''
''No, all she did was pay for my flight to Texas.''
Joe shook his head in disbelief. He had vaguely heard about her childhood from other people, but to hear that a woman could treat her own daughter like that, made him sick to his stomach.
''Didn't your Dad leave you anything when he died?''
''Colby!'' Joe's eyes widened at his bluntness, shooting him a glare.
''No, no.'' Alexa mumbled, shaking her head. ''He's actually got a point...''
The two-toned man shot his friend a triumphant look, the man just rolling his eyes in response. ''First time for everything.''
Ignoring him, Colby turned his attention back to Alexa, taking in the thoughtful expression on her face. ''Maybe you should go speak to Vickie about it.''
''Yeah.'' She muttered distractedly. ''Maybe...''
Joe's booming laughter put a halt to the conversation and the other two shot him questioning looks; the Samoan just nodding his head towards the monitor, where they were showing the Superstars taping that was taking place in the ring.
''That new girl, the red head-''
''Eva Marie?'' She supplied, following his eyes to the screen.
''Yeah, her. She just botched the announcing, she forgot Jinder.''
Alexa snorted, shaking her head as she watched 3MB enter the ring, not looking too impressed with the flame-haired diva.
''Did I tell you that she came over and introduced herself while I was working out last week, with the little one...''
''JoJo?''
''Yeah.'' Joe nodded. ''It was really weird, they were all giggly and shit.''
''Why are they even using her on TV so soon, she's awful.'' Colby proclaimed, his eyes glued to the screen.
''She's also gorgeous, which is way more important.'' She replied sarcastically.
Jon appeared behind her, placing a kiss on the top of her head. ''She's got nothing on you, babe.''
''God, pass me a sick bag.'' Colby teased.
Shooting him the finger, the Ohioan glanced down at his girlfriend. ''April was looking for you. She seemed a bit... on edge, you should go find her.''
''Lex! Hey, I've been-'' April paused, taking in her friend's flaming cheeks and exasperated appearance before looking at her with concern. ''Are you okay?''
''Yeah, yeah, I'm fine.'' She exhaled, dragging a hand through her hair. ''I just got pounced on by the Total Diva's crew, they had me film some scenes... it was awful.''
The younger woman winced, shooting her a sympathetic look. ''How did you get roped into doing that? I thought you were dead against it.''
''I was, but since I need time off when the movie comes out next year, they kind of roped me into making a few cameos. Fuckers.''
''I know, me neither... they asked me when you turned it down. Of course, I said no.'' April told her. ''I mean, I'm not completely against it, but me, as a person, I just couldn't do it.''
''I know, me neither... they asked me when you turned it down. Of course, I said no.'' April told her. ''I mean, I'm not completely against it, but me, as a person, I just couldn't do it.''
''You're like me; you just love wrestling and that's what you're here to do, you're not interested in being famous.''
''Totally! I'm perfectly happy being who I am on TV two days a week and on live events and then going into my little hole in the middle of nowhere and having no one talk to me about my private life.'' She waved her script in the air. ''But because I said no, Vince wants me to go out there tonight and tell everyone why...''
''Well, that's Vince for you. I think he likes people who are really brave and quirky and like to take risks and stir the pot sometimes, you know? My whole 'pipebomb' back in January was his idea, I just ran with it.'' Alexa cocked her head to the side, glancing down at the paper. ''Have they given you a base script?''
''Nope. It's all on me.''
''So, none of the other girls know what you're going to say?''
''Lex, I don't even know what I'm going to say!'' April shook her head, chuckling. ''Can you help me?''
''Sure. Let me see what you have so far...''
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Alexa let out a soft snort as she glanced over the top of her phone. ''You are gross... I love it.''
Celeste just grinned back at her, before a look of realization crossed her face. ''Hey, you know that Rosa was back?''
''Yeah, I actually saw her earlier in the locker room.'' She replied, a soft smile crossing her lips. ''I was kind of expecting her to be pissed at me for ratting her out to Mark but she was really nice about it, she even thanked me.''
''What for?''
''I'm not really sure, there was a lot of crying... I think she's just grateful that I forced her into getting the help she needed. She thinks if she had carried on the way she was, she wouldn't be here today.''
''Sounds like rehab did her good. Let's hope-''
A sharp knock at the door interrupted her and one of the producer's peered around the doorway, catching Alexa's attention. ''We need you for your segment now.''
RAW
The camera cut from Josh Matthews' interview of Christian and Randy Orton to show Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns; the three members of the Shield were conversing quietly in a darkened area of the building, presumably going over plans for their gauntlet match against Daniel Bryan later that night.
The strategizing was soon brought to a halt when the door to the room suddenly slammed open, their gaze moving to Sierra, who was storming towards them.
''What's got your panties all in a twist?''
''My panties have nothing to do with you, as much as you wish they did.'' She came to a halt in front of them, looking up at the United States Champion with a scowl. ''When were you going to tell me about joining The Authority?''
The three men shared a look before Dean responded. ''Hunter told us not to.''
''Oh, he did, did he? Did he say why?''
''He said you'd try to talk us out of it.''
''Damn right, I would have! What are you guys thinking?!'' She cried, throwing her hands up in exasperation. ''You have no idea what that man is capable of, he's a manipulative, lying-''
Seth stepped forward, cutting her off. ''We know what we're doing, alright?''
''No. I don't-''
''We do.'' The two-toned man insisted. ''Look, we're sorry we didn't tell you but it's done now. And whether you like it or not, you're a part of this too.''
Schooling her face into a blank expression, she crossed her arms over her chest, meeting his gaze defiantly. ''What if I don't want to be a part of this?''
''What?'' Dean interjected incredulously. ''Why wouldn't you be?''
''Aside from the fact that you've signed a deal with the devil himself?'' She counted with a sigh. ''You guys are meant to be fighting injustice, you should be helping Daniel Bryan, not beating him.''
The trio shared another look, Dean raising his eyebrow in amusement. ''I think your definition of 'injustice' has changed... you know, we all have to answer to the board of directors, and they have to answer to the WWE Universe... let me ask you, Sierra... why is it?''
''Because, ultimately, they are the reason we're here! They're the reason we're able to cash our paychecks each month! They-''
''No! You're completely wrong. It's a popularity contest.'' He narrowed his eyes at her, his voice low as he spoke. ''You used to be able to see that.''
She cocked her head to the side, her tone challenging. ''What about Randy?''
''What about Randy?'' He repeated, stepping closer to her. ''This isn't about him. It's about Daniel Bryan and the fact that he didn't deserve that title shot. He didn't earn it, he won it through popularity. It's nothing personal, we would have done the same thing to anybody else.''
Sierra kept quiet, her eyes studying the three men intently before looking back at Dean and speaking softly. ''Fine... Fine, whatever. Just... just let me know what's happening next time, okay?''
Roman spoke up for the first time. ''We will.''
Seth slung an arm over her shoulder, smiling down at her. ''So, you're on board?''
''I'm not exactly happy about mixing with The Authority...'' She chewed her bottom lip for a moment before flicking her gaze between them. ''But we're a team... we're in this together.''
''And we're back live on Monday Night Raw, the stage is filled with WWE Superstars ordered out here tonight by COO Triple H, to watch what's going to happen to Daniel Bryan. And, if anyone gets involved, they will be fired!'' Michael announced from ringside.
Flight of the Valkyries hit and the crowd cheered as the man appeared at the top of the stage, the sea of Superstars parting for him as he made his way through.
''Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a gauntlet match! Approaching the ring, from Aberdeen, Washington, weighing two-hundred and ten pounds, Daniel Bryan!''
''You know King, earlier tonight Daniel Bryan said to Triple H, 'Thank you, for ending this charade and showing your true colours at Summerslam because you're view of a champion is as narrow-minded as '.''
''Well...'' King trailed off, watching the man inside the ring lift his arms up and down while the crowd chanted along. ''And then he went on to put some true colours on that escalade of Randy Orton's. I hope that Daniel Bryan's not biting off more than he can chew here.''
JBL snorted. ''He's biting off a lot more than he can chew, I guarantee it.''
SIERRA. HOTEL. INDIA. ECHO. LIMA. DELTA. SHIELD.
''And, representing the Shield, weighing two-hundred-seventeen pounds, he is one-half of the WWE Tag Team Champions, Seth Rollins!''
The three men, accompanied by Sierra, made their way down the aisle as the man inside the ring paced anxiously.
''Now, guys, earlier on tonight we saw Sierra confront her team-mates about their actions recently. She said she was angry about being kept out of the loop and had her reservations about, one, getting involved with The Authority and two, their actions against Daniel Bryan.'' Michael relayed. ''Do you think she's going to stick with The Shield or-''
''Of course she will, Michael!'' JBL cut across him. ''Like she said, they're a team and they're in this together.''
''I don't know...'' King shook his head. ''I've known Sierra a long, long time and she's not stupid. I think she's finally starting to see things for what they really are, the rose-tinted glasses are coming off, so to speak.''
''I think you're wrong, King.'' JBL spoke up. ''I think she knows she's got a good thing going with The Shield and, if she's as clever as you say, then she won't do anything to jeopardize that.''
''Well, that all remains to be seen. I do, however, understand her hesitance in joining the Authority.'' Michael commented. ''She's had her issues with both Triple H and Randy Orton in the past.''
King snorted. ''That's putting it lightly.
''Well, maybe you can ask her about it now, it looks like she'll be joining us.'' JBL said, standing up and handed the woman a spare headset and sitting down once she had taken a seat. ''Sierra, welcome.''
''Thank you, John.'' She peered down the table, nodding at the other two men. ''Hey, guys.''
''So, here we go.'' Michael started as the bell sounded and the two men in the ring locked up. ''Seth Rollins starting things of against Daniel Bryan, who is running the gauntlet tonight against The Shield and in three weeks time, at Night of Champions will face Randy Orton for the WWE title, IF he makes it that far.''
''You're right about that.'' King said, before turning to Sierra. ''What do you think Sierra? I mean, you didn't seem too happy, you even said that they should be helping Daniel and not beating him.''
''I think... that we should really be focusing on the match.'' She responded, eyes focused on the ring where Daniel Bryan was getting the upper hand over her team-mate. ''I mean, what is it that Triple H said earlier, that he was giving Daniel the gift that keeps on giving? One Shield member after another, depending on him being successful against Seth Rollins... I think he's right and Daniel Bryan should consider himself lucky to be able to get in the ring with these guys.''
''Lucky?'' King spluttered incredulously. ''Lucky-''
''Seth Rollins doesn't look very lucky right now!'' Michael cried.
Inside the ring, Daniel had just managed to lock in the surfboard on his opponent; the Iowan screaming in pain as he fought to get out of the hold.
''Daniel Bryan, a submission specialist, trying to get Rollins to tap out! What is he going to do here?''
''Rollins may have to tap right here.'' JBL said sadly.
Sierra remained silent, watching on as Seth reached back and yanked on Daniel's hair before delivering a punch to the side of his face, forcing him to release the hold. The two-toned man fell forward, grasping his knee as his face screwed up in pain.
''Rollins hurt that knee last week on Smackdown.'' JBL reminded them.
''Triple H telling Bryan tonight, that I'm all about opportunity. You want to live your dream and your fantasy, do it tonight, do it in a gauntlet match.''
''JBL, I can see the look on your face as you look at Daniel Bryan. You just think that because of the way he looks he doesn't deserve to be the face of the WWE.'' King accused.
The announcers ooh'ed along with the crowd when Seth Rollins was sent over the top rope with a hard clothesline, Daniel following him over and quickly rising to his feet.
''Image is everything, King.'' JBL stated. ''You got the chance to have Randy Orton be the face of the WWE, you take it, no offence to Daniel Bryan.''
''Now, Daniel Bryan being closed in...''
The man's eyes darted from left to right nervously as Roman and Dean slowly stalked towards him from either side, causing enough of a distraction for Seth to get up and spear him into the barricade. After slamming his head onto the ring apron and sending him flying back into the barricade, Seth yanked him up by his hair and threw him back into the ring, sharing a quick high-five with Roman before rolling in after him.
''I want to know what's up with the Shield too, guys, the fact of the matter that the 'Hounds of Justice' have seemingly become some kind of security force of some type to Triple H.''
''You think this is Triple H's idea of justice?'' King scoffed, watching as Seth launched another attack on his opponent. ''What we're seeing here tonight?''
''Well, why don't you ask Sierra, Michael?'' JBL suggested. ''I'm sure she knows exactly what the deal is.''
''The Shield is only doing what is best for business.'' She replied, monotone.
''Do you honestly believe that? We all heard what you said earlier, that you thought you should be helping Dani-''
''It doesn't matter what I thought.'' She quickly interjected. ''Triple H wants to send a message and he's enlisted our help in doing that, it doesn't matter if we like it or not. We're just doing what's-''
''Best for business.'' Michael finished with an eye-roll. ''Yeah, we get it.''
''Seems to me like you're the only member of the Shield who doesn't like it.'' King pointed out gently. ''Those three guys seem perfectly happy going along with whatever Triple H decides is, 'best for business'.''
''Like I said before, I may not like or agree with some of the things he does, but...'' Sierra trailed off with a sigh.
''But, what?'' King encouraged.
''At the end of the day, we've just got to trust that Hunter knows what's best for business.'' She eventually replied, her tone clearly indicating her distaste for the man.
''See! She knows what she's doing, King!'' JBL added happily.
In the ring, Daniel was just started to launch a comeback; levelling Seth with a hard clothesline as he rebounded off the ropes.
''And Bryan, taking Rollins down!'' Micheal cried excitedly.
Seth managed to get to his knees and Daniel started delivering hard kicks to the man's chest, the audience shouting 'YES' in unison as each one landed. Just as he aimed a final kick to the two-toned man's head, he quickly ducked out-of-the-way and rolled himself under the bottom rope. Daniel moved over, leaning over the top rope to grab Seth's hair and yank him up to his feet.
''What do you think will happen if Daniel wins here, Sierra?'' Michael asked.
Reaching back, Seth grabbed a hold of his opponents head before dropping down to outside the ring. Daniel's throat hit the rope and he was sent reeling back into the ring, attempting to get to his feet while Seth climbed to the top rope.
''If he wins, which, no offense to Daniel, I highly doubt, then I think it'd really show Triple H what he's made of.''
Launching himself from the top, Seth went for a curb-stomp on Daniel, only for him to miss and have it reversed on him; the other man locking in the half-crab.
''What's Rollins going to do here?!''
Dean and Roman pounded on the apron, shouting encouragement as the other man screamed in pain, his arm reaching towards the bottom rope.
''Is Rollins going to tap, he's about a half-arms length away from the bottom rope!''
He managed to stretch just far enough to get a grip on the rope, the referee forcing Daniel to release the hold while Seth rolled away from him.
''The one thing Daniel Bryan needs to do if he's going to survive, is get a quick victory.'' JBL told them. ''He needs to get a victory over Rollins.''
The crowd let out a cheer as Daniel ran towards the fallen man, hitting a baseball slide which sent him flying out of the ring, landing with a thud just in front of the announce table.
''But-'' JBL continued. ''He still has Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns, the muscle of the group, waiting on him.''
''And here comes Daniel Bryan... Look out, look out!''
''Oh my God!'' King cried as he darted out-of-the-way.
While Seth was staggering to his feet, Daniel ran the ropes before flying out with a suicide dive; landing right on the Iowan and sending him sailing over the top of the table and right into Sierra, who wasn't quick enough to get out-of-the-way.
''Good grief!'' JBL cried, pushing his chair back as he knelt down. ''You alright?''
Her headset had fallen off during the kerfuffle so only Sierra's muffled confirmation could be heard, the woman scrambling to get out from under Seth's heavy body. He shifted further under the table and she quickly scooted out-of-the-way, JBL offering her a hand before helping her up.
Roman and Dean were shouting warnings at Daniel as he got to his feet, the man ignoring them as he moved around the table. He spared Sierra, who had a pained expression on her face, a brief glance before he reached down and grabbed Seth, throwing him head-first into the barricade.
The crowd were enthusiastically chanting 'YES' while Daniel dragged the other man back to the ring, sending a small smirk towards Roman and Dean, the two men glaring back but making no move to attack.
''Well, that was... unexpected.'' King laughed as he re-took his seat, peering over at Sierra who was doing the same. ''You took a pretty nasty hit there, you okay?''
''I'm fine.'' She insisted with a scowl. ''But, I don't think Daniel Bryan's going to be.''
Seth had quickly re-gained control of the match as soon as they were back inside the ring, much to the displeasure of the crowd. He maintained control for the next few minutes, until he spent too long setting up for a top rope suplex; Daniel escaping and fighting back with a German suplex of his own.
''Wow!'' King exclaimed with a laugh. ''Wow!''
''That was unbelievable!'' JBL echoed.
''Yeah.'' Even Sierra had to agree. ''That was something alright.''
The crowd were on their feet as Daniel pulled himself up using the ropes, the noise getting louder as they sensed what was coming. Pumping his arms up and down in the air, the crowd started chanting 'YES' along with him.
''Bryan being spurred along by the WWE fans.'' Michael called, voice lace with excitement. ''They're behind Bryan one hundred percent, here on Raw!''
He laid Seth out with a running knee to the face before dropping down to cover him.
''Daniel Bryan!''
1!
''Hook of the leg-''
2!
''He's got him!''
3!
Sierra's eyes widened in shock as the audience roared around them. ''Oh my God!''
''Bryan beat Rollins!'' Michael cried happily, letting out a laugh.
''Oh!''
''And here comes Ambrose!''
Wasting no time, Dean rushed into the ring and started stomping away at the man while he was still down; a heavy rain of boos falling down on him.
''Oh, come on!'' King groaned. ''Doesn't he get a break?!''
''The gauntlet match continues, with the United States Champion, Dean Ambrose!''
Dean reached down and roughly pulled the other man up, only for Daniel to grab his arm and twist it, pushing him down to the mat and locking in the Yes Lock.
''Look at this!'' King squawked.
JBL laughed. ''Right in the middle of the ring!''
''The Yes Lock, the Yes Lock- oh, Roman Reigns breaks it up!''
The Samoan had darted into the ring as soon as his teammate showed signs of tapping; the referee immediately calling for the bell.
''I think Dean Ambrose has been disqualified!'' King stated.
Clutching his arm in pain, the United States Champion rolled out-of-the-way and Roman reached down to grab Daniel. Expecting this, the bearded man latched onto his arm and pulled him into the Yes Lock, much to the delight of the crowd.
''Daniel Bryan's got Reigns now! And- the official has got to get Ambrose out of there, he's lost all control here!''
Just like Roman had saved him, Dean was quick to break up the submission move applied to the Samoan; stomping away at Daniel as the other man recovered. Seth soon joined them in the ring, the group launching a three-on-one attack as the crowd jeered.
''And it's three-on-one!ly. And none of the Superstars up on the stage can help!'' Michael shouted angrily. ''They cannot help Bryan, or they'll be fired.''
''Oh, come on!'' King added. ''How can you sit here and watch your 'friends' do this?''
Sierra's mouth formed a thin line as she yanked off her headset, rising from her chair to stalk towards the ring.
''What is she doing?'' JBL wondered.
The woman hovered outside the ring, leaning on the apron and watching with wide-eyes as Seth and Dean held Daniel in place long enough for Roman to hit him with a vicious-looking spear. Shaking her head, she stepped over to where the three men were gathered in the corner, their attention immediately turning to her as she said something that wasn't picked up by the cameras.
''What is she-''
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''Well, there's the man that set this all up.'' Michael noted.
The COO sauntered out onto the stage, his eyes moving back and forth between the talent gathered before finally landing on the Big Show. The pair locked eyes for a few, tense moments before the bigger man finally looked away, shaking his head in disgust.
''And again, much like last week, Triple H with the nod...''
After giving the three men down in the ring the signal, he watched on as they dropped Daniel with a triple powerbomb, his eyes daring anyone to step up and help.
''Daniel Bryan won't be spray painting any more cars tonight.'' JBL joked.
Sierra's brow knitted together in concern as she watched the man land hard on the mat, her expression similar to the one the Big Show just had on his face.
''The Shield doing Triple H's dirty work, again!''
''Nobody's going to do anything, I can promise you that.'' JBL told him firmly. ''Not if they want to keep their jobs.''
The boos increased tenfold as soon as Randy Orton's music hit, Sierra rolling her eyes from ringside as the man slowly made his way down to the ring.
''Oh no.'' King mumbled. ''Randy Orton said earlier, than Daniel Bryan was going to pay for what he did to his car.''
Dean, Roman and Seth lifted Daniel up as Randy slid into the ring, smirking as the crowd started to chant for the Big Show, willing him to come to Daniel's aid. The Viper spent a few moments taunting him before nailing him with the RKO.
''This is sickening.'' Michael spat. ''An RKO on an absolutely defenseless Daniel Bryan.''
The Big Show was glaring angrily at Triple H as Randy headed back up the ramp, leaving Daniel's prone form laying at the feet of The Shield.
''Guys, can you imagine what an uncomfortable position every one of those superstars is in right now?'' King asked his colleagues.
Randy raised the WWE Title above his head as Triple H mockingly turned to face the roster, daring them to laugh.
''Spray painting a man's car isn't so funny now, is it?'' JBL questioned softly.
''It's about more than that.'' Michael rebuked. ''A lot more.''
RAW went off the air with The Shield standing over Daniel Bryan with their fists together, while Sierra watched on from outside the ring; her arms folded over her chest and a look of shame on her face.