Tuesday 3rd September

ReneeYoungWWE: TheDeanAmbrose sure likes his sneak attacks. A little uncalled for. #raw

RealSierra: You know, sometimes his sneak attacks aren't all THAT bad... ;)

''What are you doing?''

Alexa tilted her head as Jon's head appeared over her shoulder, his face nuzzling into her neck as he spoke. ''Nothing. Just staking my claim.''

The man groaned, placing a soft kiss to her cheek before flopping back on the bed. ''I already told you, you're being paranoid.''

''I'm not! Something about her just rubs me up the wrong way... she's always staring at you.''

He smirked, waving his hand over his naked torso. ''Can you blame her?''

''... Not really.'' She finally admitted as she tossed her phone aside, shuffling up the bed to lay on his chest.

''Uh... there's something I should probably tell you...''

Propping herself up on her elbows, she narrowed her eyes at him. ''What?''

Jon raked a hand through his hair, meeting her gaze with a look of trepidation. ''When you were away filming you movie and we were, you know... not together... Renee kind of asked me to go for a drink with her.''

She regarded him silently for a few moments before repsonding. ''Did you go?''

''What?''

''Did you go?''

''Of course not!'' He exclaimed incredulously. ''I told her to beat it... Colby and April were both there, they'll back me up.''

She leaned back into him, her palm coming up to rest over his heart. ''Alright.''

''Alright?'' He scoffed, peering down at her. ''That's it? You're not going to get angry?''

''I am pissed at you for not telling me sooner, but there's not much I can do about it now, is there? Besides, you didn't do anything wrong. She did. Has she asked since we've been back together?''

''No, no, it was just that one time.''

''But you'll tell me if it happens again, right?''

''Sure.''

''Good. Then I'll have an excuse to kick that scrawny bitch's ass.''

''I don't think I've ever seen you jealous before...''

''Pfft. I'm not jealous.''

Effortlessly, he flipped her over onto her back and peered down at her with a knowing smirk. ''No?''

''No.'' She refused to meet his gaze.

''Hey.'' He lifted the hand that wasn't supporting his weight and gently cupped the side of her face, forcing her to look at him. ''You know you have nothing to worry about, right?''

''I know, it's just... she's pretty, don't you think?''

''I guess.'' He shrugged. ''If you like that kind of thing... I'm more interested in feisty, Mexican chicks.''

The corners of Alexa's lips quirked up, her body relaxing underneath him. ''Is that so?''

''Yep.'' He confirmed.

''Good.'' She stated, hooking her leg around his and pushing; switching their positions so she was straddling his waist. ''Because... You. Are. Mine.''

Jon swallowed, his mouth suddenly going dry as she punctuated each word with a nip at his neck. The possessive side of Alexa was something he had only seen a few times, and it was always a huge turn on for him.

''You know, I didn't think it was possible for you to get any hotter, but the whole jealousy thing is really doing it for me right now.'' His voice was husky as his hands slid down to grab at her behind.

''Yeah?'' She dipped her head, trailing her tongue over his collar bone as she ground her hips against his, smirking at the low groan she elicited.

''Uh-huh...'' His eyes drifted downward to appreciate the sight of her naked breasts pushed up against his chest. ''...If you feel the need to mark your territory, feel free.''

When she made no movement, he reached up and slid his hand behind her head, pulling her closer to he could capture her lips; the woman letting out a small moan as he sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, biting on it teasingly.

Not letting him deepen the kiss, she quickly pulled away, leaning back on her knees as she smirked down at him. ''You know, I would love to do that, but I really should get ready-''

She let out a loud squeal as he pounced on her; flipping their positions again so he was the one on top, pinning her arms above her head with a light grip as his lips crashed down on hers. He eventually released his grasp on her wrists and let them trail down her sides, cupping her ass and grinding himself against her.

''Jon.'' She panted, her hands coming up to to tangle in his hair.

He broke away from her momentarily, using a hand to part her thighs before shifting down the bed. He sent her a wolfish grin before suddenly burying his face in between her thighs.

''Fuck!''

She felt him smirk against her knowingly; the first flick of his tongue against her clit almost always sent her over the edge. After a few teasing licks, he deftly moved her legs over his shoulders before plunging his fingers into her warm, wet heat; earning himself a loud cry as she bucked her hips.

Jon continued his ministrations, knowing exactly the right spots to drive her crazy; Alexa's moans getting louder and more desperate as he brought her closer. Then, just as he was about to send her over the edge, he pulled back, drawing a desperate whine from her.

''Jon.'' She choked out. ''Please...''

Quickly freeing himself form the confines of his boxer shorts, he moved up her body, a husky chuckle escaping as her feet tried to press him closer. ''Patience, sweetheart.''

''Fuck you.''

''You first.''

With on hand braced beside her head and the other griping tightly onto her hip, he slammed his whole length into her. Her entire body jerked and his name tore from her lips in a harsh scream as her legs spasmed either side of him.

''Did you- did you just...''

Her cheeks turned pink as she replied. ''Uh-huh.''

''Fuck.'' Jon gazed down at her in wonder before leaning his forehead against hers, increasing the pace of his hips. ''You have any idea how hot that is?''

Alexa didn't answer, instead she just squeezed him tight with her legs around his back as his movements became more frantic. She bit down on the side of his neck and it only took a few more hard thrusts before he came apart, a low groan rumbling in his chest.

''You're so fucking beautiful.'' He dropped a light kiss on her nose before lifting himself up and rolling to lay beside her. ''I love you.''

She smiled. ''I love you too.''

''I don't know Lexie, are you sure this is a good idea?''

''Not really.''

Vickie's lips formed a tight line as her eyes met the other woman's uncertainly. ''I think you need to think this through prop-''

''Vick, it's all I've been doing for years.'' Alexa admitted softly. ''Just because I don't talk about it, doesn't mean it's not constantly on my mind.''

''I don't get it. You've always been so adamant that you want nothing to do with her, that you never want to see her again... what changed?''

''I... It's just something that I have to do.''

Her eyes drifted across the room and landed on the table where Jon, Joe and Colby were sat; the three men engrossed in conversation while they ate their lunch.

After the group had arrived at the arena for the Smackdown taping, they had picked up their scripts before making their way to catering. Spotting Vickie sitting alone in the corner, Alexa had taken advantage of the opportunity and made her plans known.

While the roster was in Toronto for Raw the following week, she was going to bite the bullet and finally pay her mother a visit. All she needed was the address, which she needed from the woman sitting in front of her.

''What does Jon think about this?'' Vickie asked, following her eye-line.

She sighed. ''It might come to next week and I'll be a chickenshit, change my mind and not even go. If I do it, I'll talk to him.''

The older woman shifted in her seat for the hundredth time. ''What if I don't want to give you the address.''

''Come on, Vickie!'' She cried, drawing a few looks from the people nearby. Lowering her voice, she quickly spoke again. ''Look, I need to do this, okay? I need some kind of... closure.''

''Lex...''

''Why are you so against me going to see her?'' Alexa stared at her with curiosity, it was obvious that she was hiding something. ''What aren't you telling me?''

''Nothing.'' She snapped, pointedly avoiding the other woman's gaze as she reached for her phone. ''I'll e-mail it over to you when I find it.''

''Vickie, what-''

''Look, I'm not going to try and talk you out of it because I know how stubborn you are, just like... but I think you're making a mistake and this is going to open up a whole new can of worms.''

SMACKDOWN

''Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the COO of WWE; Triple H!''

Lillian's announcement was met with loud boos from the crowd but the man inside the ring kept a self-satisfied smirk on his face, matched by the one on his wife's lips beside him.

Vickie Guerrero and Brad Maddox clapped enthusiastically either side of the power couple while Sierra, who was nonchalantly leaning against the turnbuckle, fought to keep a sneer off her face.

The other three members of The Shield stood at the bottom of the ramp, guarding the ring while the rest of the locker room were unhappily gathered on the stage.

''Welcome to Smackdown... before we get started, I'd just like to take a moment to inform everybody that, regretfully, as of this past Monday night, Cody Rhodes is no longer a WWE Superstar. I'd like to explain to you why, as Cody was fired for Just cause. Cody Rhodes was insubordinate and disrespectful to the position of COO of the WWE. The COO of the WWE, represents the WWE. So, in essence, as COO... I AM the WWE... Cody Rhodes was disrespectful and insubordinate to each and every one of you and-'' He turned to face the stage, addressing everyone standing there. ''-each and every one of you.'' He turned around, coming to a halt in front of the woman in the corner. ''Which is something that I absolutely will not stand for.''

Sierra visibly tensed a little, but gave no other reaction to his thinly veiled threat; instead, she met his gaze steadily and offered him a small smirk.

His face darkened and he turned to face the audience. ''I gave Cody the opportunity to fight for his job. I asked him to go to the ring and perform his job and he failed. In essence, I didn't fire Cody Rhodes. Cody Rhodes fired Cody Rhodes. And that pains me, that is hard for me to hear because I'm friends with Cody Rhodes.'' He looked between Vickie and Brad. ''You know how hard this job can be... I'm friends with Cody, I'm friends with Cody's dad, I'm friends with his brother. It's painful for me to have to do that but that is the burden I take as COO of the WWE. They are hard decisions that have to be made, and yes, sometimes when you make them, you come across as the bad guy. I get it. I'm willing to accept that responsibility, to do what is best for business.''

The camera cut to Sierra who rolled her eyes in the corner.

''That being said, that is why we're here tonight. I'm here for all of you.'' He faced the stage. ''I want to create an open forum because I feel like there might be some misunderstanding of how business is being done, and I don't want anybody to have fear for their jobs. So, I want to have an open forum here. I want to open the microphone up to the WWE Superstars and I want you to understand, I want you to be able to ask any question of me. I want you to be able to make any statement with no fear whatsoever, at all, of any repercussions... Now, the floor is yours. Who's going to go first?''

A couple of people hesitantly started to talk amongst themselves, but nobody took a step towards the microphone.

''Come on guys, somebody step up and say something. I know you've all got something to say. Let me hear it.'' He waited a few moments, but still nobody stepped up. ''I want you all to understand something, right now. I work, for all of you. And I want to work for all of you. But I can only work for each and every one of you if you open up to me. You have to open up to me, you have to tell me how you feel. And, if you do, I will work harder than any man on this planet for each and every one of you. I want the WWE Universe to grow. I want you all to grow. I want to grow. But we can only do it if we're honest with each other. Guys, somebody, be open. Tell me what you're thinking.''

''Ahem...'' Damien Sandow was the first to move over to the microphone, a smug smile on his face. ''I, for one, fully support the termination of Cody Rhodes. After all, Cody exemplifies everything that is bad for business. So, for that, Hunter, as our fearless leader... I commend you.''

''Thank you, Mr. Sandow...'' Triple H chuckled. ''Can I just say, this is not me looking for you guys to come out here and kiss my butt like that, okay? I want this to be open and honest. Please, somebody, just speak up. Come on, somebody has something to say...'' He trailed off, his eyes catching movement at the back of the group. ''Kofi. Come on.''

The man nodded before speaking. ''You mentioned honesty, Hunter. Let me be honest with you. Ever since you fired Cody Rhodes, the entire locker room has been living in fear and maybe it's me, but... I don't see how that's what's best for business.'' He paused as the crowd let out an approving cheer. ''Cody was out there, literally fighting for his life, and you took his livelihood away.''

''That's a fair point and I can understand how, from your point of view-''

''Hold on, hold on.'' Heath Slater, followed by the rest of 3MB interrupted, shoving Kofi out-of-the-way. ''Nobody cares about the answer to that question, alright? No one cares. You know, I got something I need to say... I am a little uncomfortable with our resident giant, that just stands around and does hardly anything and just watches everything go on. That's my problem. And, then again, I want to say thank you to you, just because I think your management style is great and you're doing a great job.''

''Thank you, Heath Slater, for emptying what was surely the entire content of your mind.'' He quipped, drawing smirks from those surrounding him. ''Does somebody else have a point, please?''

Rob Van Dam was the next brave enough to step forward, looking nonphased as he stared down at his boss. ''You know, Hunter, you're the one that brought me back to WWE a couple months ago. I was under the impression that things were better now. I got to tell you, this whole vibe that we're all feeling... not cool, dude.''

Triple H gave a wry laugh before responding. ''Dude, I just want to say, personally, I've been waiting since, probably, 2000, to have Rob Van Dam call me dude. Thank you... Rob, I just want to say to you that I still have the same faith in you I had a few months ago when I made that call to bring you back here. You are a true Superstar.'' He glanced around as an impassioned RVD chant broke out. ''That's right. Who else has something to say? Come on... Nobody?''

Sierra looked down with a bored expression, starting to examine her nails as the sound of silence filled the arena.

''Now that we've dealt with that, there's something else I'd like to discuss.'' The COO turned around, focusing his attention on the woman in the corner. ''Sierra.''

Her eyes snapped up at the sound of her name, immediately meeting the calculating gaze of the man in front of her. Accepting the microphone that a stage hand offered her, she pushing herself away from the corner and stepped towards The Game.

''Me?'' She questioned sceptically, arching a brow.

''Last week, me and you had a little chat, did we not? I warned you what would happen if you continued to disrespect me. Then, lo and behold, on Backstage Fallout you're running your mouth again. What was it you said?''

Stephanie finally made her presence felt and stepped up beside her husband with a smirk. ''She said that she wasn't with The Authority and that she didn't know how you, Hunter, could promote what you've been doing lately as best for business.''

''That's right, thanks Steph.'' Triple H nodded, sending his wife a smile before turning back to the Diva. ''Do you have anything to say for yourself?''

''I...'' Sierra sighed, glancing around at the crowd who were cheering louding, anticipating the verbal show down. ''Do you even care what I have to say?''

''No, but that never seems to stop you. Tell us.''

Moving around him, she moved to the side of the ring facing the stage and gestured to her co-workers. ''Look at them... those men and women standing up there put their bodies on the line for you, night in, night out... and what do they get for it? Nothing but the fear of losing their jobs or taking a beating, simply for having their own opinon or saying something you don't like.'' Sierra turned around, facing the small group with a sneer. ''This- The Authority- is nothing more than a dictatorship... And you, Hunter... well, you put the 'dick' in 'dictatorship'.''

The crowd cheered in approval, an impromptu 'Dick' chant making it's way around the arena. The camera zoomed into the roster up on the stage; some were wearing small smirks of amusement while other's kept their gaze locked on the ground.

Before Sierra knew what was happening she was laid out on the mat, courtesy of a stinging slap from the Billion Dollar Princess.

''How dare you?'' She screeched angrily. ''Who do you think-''

The COO quickly moved to grab his wife as she made to attack again, giving the other woman the chance to scramble to her feet, her hand coming up to cup her burning cheek. She went to lunge towards Stephanie, only for a pair of strong arms to catch her around her waist; her furious eyes turning to meet the steely ones of Roman Reigns.

The man earned himself a heavy chorus of boos as he hauled her back, preventing her from doing what everyone wanted to see; kick Stephanie McMahon's ass.

''ENOUGH!'' Hunter bellowed, shoving his seething wife behind him. ''You guys up on the stage, I want you all to watch this very carefully... Sierra, I want you to listen and you listen good- it's okay Reigns, let her go.''

The powerhouse of The Shield did as he was told and released Sierra, the woman not even sparing him a glance as she stepped over to Triple H, face contorted in a scowl.

''I'll be the first to admit, you made a hell of a call when you brought these three guys up from NXT. And it's because of this that I kind of want you to stick around, we could use someone with your savvy in The Authority... but if you can't fall in line, then there's no way this can work. Stephanie, though, came up with an idea that I think may just help you learn and respect how things are going to be around here...''

Her brow furrowed as a smirk spread across the man's lips, his eyes locked on something behind her. ''What-''

Sierra hadn't even finished turning around to see what had caught his eye when Roman charged towards her, giving her no time to react before she was taken down with a powerful. The crowd 'ooh'ed' as the woman was practically folded in half; her body doing a complete 180 in the air and landing harshly on her front.

A guilty look fleetingly passed over Roman's face before it vanished and, his job done, he sharply exited the ring to re-join his Shield bretheren at the base of the ramp.

Up on stage, the shock could be seen on the faces of those gathered; even those who didn't really care what had been going on. Some of the Divas watching with wide eyes and hands over their mouths while several of the Superstars looked angry. Dolph and Big Show in particular looked furious; both men disgusted that Triple H would order the powerhouse of The Shield to do that to one of their own, especially to a woman.

The crowd jeered as Triple H stepped over to the woman's prone form, his arms folded over his chest as he looked down at her with a regretful shake of his head as Stephanie smirked behind him.

''Does anybody have anything to say now?'' He looked up towards the stage with a cocked brow. ''Show, Dolph, you two don't look happy. Care to share?''

The pair shared a glance, the bigger man shaking his head before they returned their attention to the man in the ring; settling on levelling him with glares.

''Good.''

Triple H knelt down beside Sierra; the woman had shuffled over to the edge of the ring and was curled up in the feotal position, clutching at her stomach.

''Consider this a warning for you all. Fall in line or face the consequences.''