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The song for this chapter is "I'll Get Even" by Megadeath

Waking up the next morning Tasha finds that for the first time, she is the first one awake. Gently moving Dean's arm off of her stomach she gets out of bed and pulls on a pair of leggings and a t-shirt. She pulls on her black Ugg boots and shrugs on her jacket, grabbing her wallet she heads out to grab some coffee and breakfast for them all.

When she gets back she finds Jon and Joe rousing themselves from bed. "Morning, sleeping beauties." She smiled holding up the coffee and paper bag. "I've got breakfast."

The two men walk over taking their coffee and food from her, each one giving her a kiss on the forehead. They all sit down and eat together while watching a show on the TV. Afterwards they get dressed, grab their bags as they are driving to another town that night and head out for the arena.

Once at the arena the three wave to the fans as they walk inside, finding their locker room and setting down their things. Just as Tasha was pulling out her clothes for the night there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." She yelled. Turning she found the CEO of their company standing in the doorway. "Mr. McMahon. It's good to see you."

"Oh please Tasha, don't start being politically correct on me now. We've known each other far too long to be so formal." He smiled before giving her a hug. "How are you doing?"

"I'm doing good. Thank you. How are you and Linda?"

"Oh, we're fine. She said to tell you hello."

"How sweet. Please give her my best."

"Absolutely."

"So, what brings you to Raw? Are you making an appearance tonight?" She knew Vince had not been to a show in quite a while, he had so much to take care of at WWE Headquarters.

"Actually no, I came here to speak to you."

"About what?" She said feeling her nerves start to rustle, usually when the boss wanted to talk, it was never a good thing.

"Nothing bad, I assure you." Vince chuckled seeing her apprehension. "Will you follow me outside, please?"

"Of course." She glanced over to Joe and Jon who were just as confused as she was.

"Oh Jon, Joe, please come with us. After all this will effect you two as well." He said cryptically as the other three followed him out of the room, down the halls and out into the parking garage.

"Now Tasha, I know you put in a request for a motorhome to travel in, correct?"

"Yes sir." Vince gives her a look and she smiles. "I mean Vince. I did."

"And what did corporate tell you?"

"They said that what I wanted could not be accommodated."

"So what did you do?"

Tasha started to feel like a little kid about to be scolded by her father. "I designed my own and paid for it myself."

Vince stopped walking and turned, crossing his arms over his chest. "Corporate wouldn't give you what you wanted. So you went around them and got what you wanted, with your own money."

"Yes Vince." Tasha said hanging her head.

Surprisingly to them all Vince laughed. "That's what I love about you. Instead of settling for something you didn't want and having the company pay for it, you spent your own hard earned money to get what you wanted. You are always surprising me, Tasha. So I am here to tell you that not only is your motor-coach approved, but I wanted to personally deliver it myself." He motioned behind Tasha, who turned around and gasped as she saw the motor-coach that she had designed and bought sitting behind her.

"Oh my God. No way." She turned with a huge smile, jumping and hugging her boss. "Thank you, Vince!"

The elder man laughed hugging her back. "You are very welcome honey. Now, do we get a tour?"

"Yes, absolutely." She bounded over to the rig with the three men behind her.

"So, what's the difference between this and a motorhome?" Jon asked as they inspected the outside of it which was white with red, black and gray graphics down both sides.

"Well this is something I have wanted since I was a kid. My family raced dirt bikes, a friend of ours had one of these Concept Haulers and ever since I saw it, I wanted one. It's not much different from a motorhome, except for this being a truck chassis with a garage in the back. It has a hydraulic lift gate on the back to load bikes, and it also has a rack on the top, you lift the rails up and you can chill out up there."

Tasha opened the door and stepped inside squealing like a little kid as she saw her creation come to life. "So I love black, so that's the theme in here. Black leather couches and booths, also black carpet and blinds. Okay, so up here we have the cab with two very comfy captain chairs with shock absorbers. There's a loft bed above the cab with a small flat screen TV, and also a 42" flat screen in the corner by the door. Over here on my right we have the couch that folds out into a full size bed and the dining area which can be made into a bed as well. Over on my left is the kitchen with a sink, stove, fridge and freezer. I love granite, so all of the counters and shower are all black granite."

She walked towards the back opening a sliding door. "This is the bathroom, shower on your left, sink and toilet on your right." She opened another sliding door in front of her. "And this is the master bedroom with a king size bed and of course a flat screen TV." She stepped past the foot of the bed and opened another door. "And this is the garage. That hatch up there to my right leads to the roof where the rack is. That door rolls up and the lift gate lowers with the controls on the wall over there."

They all walk back outside of the vehicle where she points out the polished chrome panels down the length of both side of the coach. "Those are all storage areas, so no need to worry about running out of room. Now all I have to do is find a driver, not that I would mind having to drive this myself." She smiled.

"That won't be necessary, Tasha." Vince said smiling. "Daryl, come here please."

An older gentlemen wearing a black suit with a white shirt stepped over from the other side of the coach. He had salt and pepper colored hair and seemed to be in very good shape for his age.

"This is Daryl and he will be your driver. Daryl this is the owner of this beautiful rig, Ms. Tasha Rene'." Vince said as the two shook hands.

"Pleased to meet you, Daryl."

"And you as well miss."

"And this is Joe Anoa'i and Jon Good, they'll be traveling with her."

The guys all shook hands before Vince spoke again. "Daryl is a former Navy Seal, so I have no doubts that you all are in safe hands. So, why don't you all head back inside and get ready for the show and I will get Daryl acclimated to working for WWE."

"Okay. Thank you again, Vince. I very much appreciate all of this." Tasha said looking lovingly at her new rig.

"You have earned it honey. Enjoy your night."

The three then headed back into the venue, Tasha practically skipping towards the doors as Jon and Joe chuckled behind her.

As Monday Night Raw kicked off Tasha became Siren, which wasn't much of a switch. She always joked with the guys saying, "What would people think if they knew that Tasha and Siren were one in the same?"

According to Joe and Jon, people would be terrified.

The show started with Stephanie calling Vickie out to the ring to address the incident from last Monday. Siren and Roman traded smirks as Vickie walked down to the ring. Vickie proceeded to tell Stephanie that it was Siren and Roman Reigns that had put something in her drink.

"We've been ratted out, Rome." Siren said laughing.

Stephanie goes on to make a match for that night between Vickie and herself, for Vickie to keep her job.

"Oh snap." Siren laughed. "This ought to be interesting."

About 40 minutes later the group again sits in the locker room as Triple H heads to the ring to announce the entrants into the WWE contract ladder match alongside Seth.

"It's funny that I can come to a place like Washington D.C. where officials are elected year after year that have no idea what they're doing and they make the country worse and worse and yet I am still the bad guy. When all I really do is just do what is best for business. That's not just some empty catchphrase, it is the truth, it is at the root of everything I do. It is why this Sunday at the Money In The Bank pay-per-view there will not only be a championship ladder match, there will also be a traditional Money In The Bank contract ladder match. A match in which the winner will climb a ladder, retrieve a briefcase and inside that briefcase a contract, a contract that allows the owner a shot at being the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, any place, anywhere, anytime inside of a WWE ring and it is good for one full year. It virtually guarantees the winner of that case, the winner of that contract, it guarantees them the ability to write their own future. This past Wednesday in my interview with Michael Cole on , I told the world that the first entry in that ladder match would be none other than Seth Rollins.

And I'm here tonight to tell you the rest of the lineup for that match, and before you think that I make my decisions based on favoritism, let me remind you that everybody in this match is in it because—and you can say it with me, it's best for business."

The pictures of the competing men come up across the titan-tron. "Up first is a former United States, Intercontinental and tag team champion. A man who has made a highlight reel of himself in ladder matches, Kofi Kingston. Up next is a former Money In The Bank ladder match winner who parlayed that win into a World Heavyweight Championship, the Real American, Jack Swagger. Up next is a man that many of you think I just don't appreciate the talent of but I'm here to tell you for that very reason he is in this match, Dolph Ziggler. Up next is a man that can fly and if need be go to the extreme, Rob Van Dam. And just in case you thought that was it, well then, I love doing this, I've got some bad news for you, right? Bad News Barrett, ladies and gentlemen."

He pauses a moment to let the choices sink in to everyone before he continues. "Now, any of these men, any of them, you can make the argument that they would be the favorite to climb that ladder and retrieve that contract but if I was asked who my favorite would be, if I was asked who I would believe would win that match and there is only one man that I can tell you, one man is who I think will win this, that man is Rob Van… no, no, I'm sorry, I can't even say it with a straight face, it's so funny. No, there's one man who I believe will win this. Hell, I'll go so far to say I know he'll win this, he is a specialist, a technician, a ring general like no other, and he is the future of the WWE, Seth Rollins."

Siren smiles as Seth's music cues up and he walks out onto the stage. "Well, at least we agree on one thing." She admires his new t-shirt as he takes the mic from Triple H.

"Awe, come on, you guys. You're not over it yet?" Seth says as the crowd chants "you sold out".

"Really? It's been three weeks since that happened, give me a break. You really haven't moved on yet? Well that's too bad, cause I'm over it. I've moved on and if you guys love Dean Ambrose, Roman Reigns and Siren as much as you say you do. Yeah. Then you should be thanking me, every waking second because I am responsible for all of their success and don't you forget it. I took The Shield as high as we could go and then I dropped the dead weight. And you can call me a sellout all you want for it, Roman Reigns can scowl and grunt all he wants and Dean Ambrose can get all twitchy and spuddery and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah…"

Siren covers her mouth to hide her laugh as she watches Seth make fun of her friends. She couldn't help herself, it was one thing she liked about him, his ability to make her laugh. Even at the most inappropriate times.

"It's not gonna change a thing. I created The Shield, I have every right to destroy The Shield. And it's no secret, it's no secret that The Shield got me this far… but this Sunday I and I alone will climb the ladder, I and I alone will grab that contract. You can call me a sellout all you want but after this Sunday you'll be calling me Mr. Money-"

Siren smirks as RVD comes out to interrupt Seth and Triple H. He tells the crowd that he doesn't think that the two in the ring take him seriously.

"Oh, no, no, Rob, I take you very seriously." Seth tells him. "In fact I'd take you more seriously if this was 2005."

Rob laughs as Seth smirks thinking he schooled the veteran, but what Rob comes back with has the whole crowd laughing. "Oh, right, because that's when you were asking mom and dad to stay up late to watch me on TV because you wanted to be a wrestler."

Siren laughs, she sees the smirk on Seth's face because she knows that what Rob said had a hint of truth to it.

"You might've forgot about this but I happen to be a former Money In The Bank winner. Actually, I'm a former WWE Champion. And, dude, I know for a fact that that man standing beside you totally remembers when I crushed his trachea at the first Elimination Chamber Match, what?" Rob smiles as Triple H scowls, he's getting under both Triple H and Seth's skin. The crowd starts chanting RVD. "Good times. But Hunter, as you're always saying yourself time and time again it's lame to brag about the past. So I'll say this, let's live in the present, we got this Money In The Bank pay-per-view on Sunday, how about if I beat your new Golden Boy right now."

Siren can see Seth fuming, he turns to Hunter and tells him, "Give me a piece of him, right now."

Hunter smirks and raises his mic, placing a hand on Seth's shoulder. "Great, let's get a referee out here then and let's get this done."

Siren watches the monitor intently, she knows this should be a good match between the two men. But this wasn't just a match between two competitors, this was old school versus new school. And as much as she hated to, she was betting on Seth winning.

In the early goings of the match Rob had Seth dead to rights several times, but as everyone always did, Rob underestimated Seth's skills. Ron delivered a devastating DDT to Seth, and surprisingly to everyone Seth stood back up avoiding a Five-Star Frog Splash from Rob. He then delivered a curb stomp, but just as he went to pin RVD, an unexpected man jumped into the ring and started to beat down Rollins.

Siren couldn't help but cheer as Dean slid into the ring and started to lay a heavy beat down on Seth. "That's my Lunatic." She said laughing as she knocked fists with Roman who was laughing as well as they watched.

Dean knocked Seth out of the ring and started throwing him around the announcer's area. Finally several referee's got in between the two and Dean backed off. But as soon as they thought they had him under control, Dean shoved past them, climbed up on the announcer's table and leapt off tackling Seth to the floor once again. The referee's managed to pull them apart again, Dean climbed into the ring and started down Seth as he retreated up the ramp.

Dean grabbed a mic from one of the tech's and delivered his message to Seth. "They might as well, go ahead and put me in that Money In The Bank ladder match right now, huh? Because of they don't, I'm still gonna show up in Boston anyway, I'm still gonna bash Seth Rollins face in and I'm still gonna grab that briefcase and walk out the door with it, I will screw up the entire pay-per-view." He yells before throwing the mic down to the canvas.

He then picks it back up still having more to say. "I'm coming to Money In The Bank regardless and I ain't coming to play nice." He again throws the mic down as his theme hits.

In the back Siren smirks over to Roman. "He's gonna get us all fired."

As they come back from the commercial break the cameras show Triple H and Seth in the office talking about the ambush by Dean Ambrose.

"This is the best way to approach this. You know what I'm saying?" Triple H says.

Seth shakes his head as he removes his gloves. "No, no, there's no—there's no other way. You heard what he said out there. I don't wanna be this close from grabbing that contract and have him come out of nowhere and ruin it for me. He's gonna screw me over every chance he gets with—" Seth sighs about to say something he knew could be career ending for him. "You got to put Dean Ambrose in this match. You got to put Dean Ambrose in this contract ladder match with me, please, you've got to."

"You want him where you can't control, you want him in that?"

"Look, I know it sounds crazy. I controlled Dean Ambrose for two years in The Shield. I need him where I can see him. You called me a ring general out there for a reason. I need to be able to have eyes on Dean Ambrose at all times, please."

"I get that."

"Please and… besides, I wanna see the look on Dean Ambrose's face when I'm the one standing on that ladder with the contract in my hands, crushing his dreams."

"If this blows up in your face, it's gonna be on you." Triple H warns him.

"I got this." Seth growls. "Give me Dean Ambrose. I got it."

Triple H laughs, slapping Seth on the back. "I love your confidence, man. You want Ambrose in that ladder match?"

"Give him to me."

"You got him. He's in."

Siren shakes her head, sighing she walks out of the locker room heading for catering to grab a drink. After grabbing a water she started back for the locker room, however she bumped into Seth on the way.

"Sorry." She said lightly before side stepping him to continue on her way.

"Siren."

She stopped and looked back over her shoulder. "I hope you know what you're doing, Seth. Despite what you think, Dean didn't want in the match to win the contract. He's in it to hurt you."

"You think I can win?" He asked honestly, he needed her support.

She gave him a small smile, "I know you can, but not in one piece." With that said she walked off down the hall to the locker room.

She sat down just in time to watch Vickie's match against Stephanie. A wide smile broke across her face as Eddie's theme music came on. She crossed her heart and blew a kiss to the heaven's as Vickie walked down the ramp.

But instead of facing Stephanie, the Princess sent Alicia Fox, Rosa and Layla down to get Vickie. Instead of a match in the ring, it was a pudding match, a large blow up pool had been set up by the stage and filled with what Stephanie said was raw sewage, but they all knew it was chocolate pudding. But still it was gross.

Vickie ended up throwing all three women into the pool, but Stephanie got the best of her, kicking Vickie into the pool and effectively firing her. As Stephanie began singing, "na, na, na, na, goodbye", she didn't see the seething look on Vickie's face. However as Vickie turned around Stephanie faltered in her singing. She eyed the pool behind her, and the extremely pissed off Guerrero in front of her and the crowd chanting "yes!".

"Vickie, you need to consider your retirement."

But her reasoning fell on deaf ears as Vickie grabbed Stephanie by the hair and with a large smile, Vickie threw Stephanie into the pool. She walked away up the ramp, pausing at the top she shook her shoulders just as Eddie used to do. Pointing towards the ceiling Vickie looked up saying, "I love you, Eddie." She then gave a kiss and a salute to the crowd before walking out to her husband's music.

As they got ready for the handicap match to end the night, Siren spotted Vickie walking towards the back door. "Vickie!" Siren hollered to the woman as she jogged down the hall towards her.

The two women just stood for a moment staring at one another, before they both smiled. Vickie embraced Siren, the younger woman returning the hug. "Bye Vick."

"Bye Tash." Vickie whispered.

As they stepped back Siren smiled, "Eddie would be proud of you."

Vickie smiled back, she took Siren's hand in her own, looking caringly into the younger woman's eyes. "Eddie, would be so proud of you. You have surpassed every challenge that has been set before you. There's nothing you can't do." She laid her hand on the side of Siren's face, her tone serious. "Don't let this company take away the most important thing."

"What's that?" Siren asked honestly not knowing what she was telling her.

"Your heart baby." Vickie smiled before kissing her cheek and opening the back door. She paused turning back to Siren. "When the time comes, you're the only one that will be able to save him."

Siren watched her friend go, turning around she walked slowly back towards the curtain. Her mind was now focused on Seth, was Vickie right? Could Seth be saved? And why would she need to save him, he had the backing of the bosses. She then realized that she had answered her own question. The bosses only backed you until they found somebody better, and then they would turn on you. "Your heart." She knew what Vickie was saying, Seth was her heart, and she wouldn't allow this company to take him from her.

She paused by the interview area where Renee was interviewing John Cena, so she stopped to see what he had to say.

"John, how do you feel headed into tonight's handicap match main event and also the championship match ladder match this Sunday?"

"Oh, Renee, you need to listen up and listen good because on Sunday you will hear that voice say, "We have a new WWE World Heavyweight Champion." So, as for tonight, all that means is that those I fight with tonight on Sunday become my enemies. This Sunday, seven men fight for one price and never before in WWE have so many superstars been put in one ladder match to crown our champion. This match on Sunday will be brutal, chances are people will be hurt. Chance are careers will be on the line, chances are you will see moments that will last forever in WWE history. But one thing is certain, there is one guarantee, and that guarantee is this Sunday at Money In The Bank we will see a new WWE World Heavyweight Champion. So, the time for talk is over, it's time to pick him. It's time for you to put your Money In The Bank and decide which one of the magnificent seven walks in to Boston as a superstar and walks out a champion. Well, Boston is the home of the green monster and green is the color of money. And my money says that the champ is here. And you can bank on that."

Siren smiles as John's music hits and he walks past her, giving her a wink before he walks through the curtain to the roar of the crowd. She then heads up to the balcony, stopping beside Roman as Sheamus heads to the ring. The two smile before knocking fists as their music hits and they descend down through the crowd.

Siren stands ringside as the other team makes their way to the ring and the match gets underway with John starting it out for their team against Orton. It was amusing to Siren to see the two best friends going at it hard. Despite what the fans sometimes thought, most of the superstars were good friends backstage and they managed to keep their personal lives apart from their professional. But in some cases, like The Shield, the professional choices impact the personal lives.

The team of four, consisting of Del Rio, Bray, Orton and Cesaro control the majority of the match, managing to keep each opponent isolated from their corner. The match ended with all seven men in the ring as a melee breaks out. Sheamus levels Cesaro with a Brogue Kick and pins him for the win.

Suddenly the arena erupts as Kane makes his way down to the ring, Sheamus the only man standing making him the only target. Kane takes out everyone in path with choke slams, not caring who it is. Just then Triple H's music comes on and the boss comes out onto the stage stopping beside Randy who is standing on the top of the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the eighth participant in the championship ladder match, the Demon Kane."

Siren ducks as Kane explodes the tops of the turnbuckles with his hell fire, the heat causing her to back up from the ring. But she smiles as Kane is speared to the mat by Roman who had climbed back into the ring. She slides into the ring and stands beside him raising his hand into the air, while pointing up at the belts hanging above the ring.