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The song for this chapter is "A Beautiful Lie" by 30 Seconds to Mars
The arena was buzzing with excitement when Monday Night RAW kicked off in Hartford, Connecticut. It was the night after Money In The Bank and you could feel the electricity in the air, both inside the arena with the WWE Universe and throughout the backstage area.
Of course, everyone backstage knew that they were in for a hell of a night when Triple H and Stephanie headed out to the ring to kick off the show.
Siren stood backstage beside Roman, Dean and John watching on a monitor, as they awaited the address of The Authority. Of course the WWE Universe showed their distain for the power couple with loud resounding boos.
"Wow. What—what an amazing homecoming." Stephanie stated. "I mean, I—I'm sure you all are well aware that I was actually born in the city of Hartford. Yes, we have that in common. I know you all feel so privileged. But truthfully, we feel privileged to be out here tonight, celebrating last night's pay-per-view, Money In The Bank."
Siren started laughing as the crowd started chanting "CM Punk", they were loud enough that Stephanie had to raise her voice just to be heard over them.
"We started the night off with Daniel Bryan. Now, unfortunately, Daniel Bryan, you know, I know you all are excited, yes, yes. But, his recovery is gonna take a little bit longer than everyone had hoped. And that's unfortunate. But we're in the business of making history, not living in the past. And last night, Seth Rollins did just that when he defeated six other competitors in one of the most exhilarating matches I have ever seen, winning the Money In The Bank contract, virtually guaranteeing he will become the WWE World Heavyweight Champion."
"Absolutely, Steph. Like I have said over and over, Seth Rollins is the future of the WWE. But that wasn't the only historic thing that happened last night. No. Because for the first time ever, the WWE World Heavyweight Championship was decided in an 8-man ladder match. The man that won that match, well, Steph and I have always known, just like everybody else, that he is an a-plus player. Last night, that man made history by becoming an unbelievable 15-time World Champion. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome, right now, the brand new WWE World Heavyweight Champion, John Cena."
Siren turns to John with a smirk, "You sure about this?"
"We're a team, T." John smirked back before he walked out the curtain to the roar of the crowd, the titles hung around his neck.
John paused on the top of the stage, smirking he held up a finger to the crowd, before he pointed to the opening he had just came out of. Siren strutted out onto the stage, the crowd cheering as she stopped next to John, taking his hand and raising it high into the air. She had on her usual black leather pants and boots, and a custom green tank top with the number 15 on the front of it.
The two saluted the crowd before they walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring with Triple H and Stephanie. Surprisingly Stephanie handed them both a microphone, they both uneasily accepted them.
"John…" Stephanie started to speak, but John cut her off.
"Uh-uh. Before I say somethin', it sounds like they want to say somethin'. But you had referenced Daniel Bryan. Yeah, yeah. Daniel Bryan was there last night, and he said that when he is back, he's gonna be better than ever. So, I just want to tell anybody who listens right now, and Daniel, I know you're listening too, I know that they will not give you an opportunity, but will I give you an opportunity when you get back to regain the championships you never lost?"
John and Siren put their hands in the air alongside the fans. "Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"I hope to see you soon."
"So what's on your mind, bosses?" Siren says smirking, she can see the irritation in Stephanie and Hunter's faces that she is out there with John and it only serves to make her grin wider.
"That was very special." Stephanie says as the crowd continues to chant. "Um, but I have a question for everyone here. How many of you are gamers? Because John Cena, to commemorate your 15th WWE World Heavyweight Championship, we are proud to announce that you are going to be featured on the cover of the latest installment in the video game 2k franchise, WWE 2k15."
A large banner drops from above the ring showing John on the cover of the new game as his theme music plays. Siren rolls her eyes as Stephanie dances and sings to John's theme, John mirroring her annoyance as he looks over to her.
"It looks beautiful doesn't it?" Stephanie says. "We are especially proud of this. Congratulations, John. This is—this is just amazing."
"Okay, uh, first of all, thanks. And to believe it or not, to be on the cover of 2k15 is a great honor. But this ain't right. This ain't right at all. You guys are being way, way too nice, way, way too soon. Because we were there at Money In The Bank last night…" John said motioning between him and Siren. "…and second that match ended, we saw a different look on this pair of faces."
"Somethin' that looked kinda like this." Siren said smirking as she raised her hand to the titan-tron, a still frame of Triple H and Stephanie looking on in agony when John won.
"Look, that picture was taken out of context." Stephanie said quickly, trying to weasel their way out of it. "We are very concerned for Randy Orton, who got 12 staples…"
"Oh, no, no, no, no, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You were real concerned with Randy Orton, cause you got him in your back pocket. He's your little soldier. You can control him. You were real concerned with Kane, cause you got him in your back pocket. Seth Rollins is in your back pocket. The reason that's real and them smiles is phony is cause you know you don't control me. And right now, whether you like it or you don't, the champ is here!"
"Okay, okay, okay. Chill homey, okay?" Triple H says, making fun of the way John talks, which causes Siren to scowl. "Cause I know we's close to West Newbury. You's be droppin' your r's and stuff, all comin' off thuggin' and stuff. But chill, man."
"If you want me to drop the r, I will. I'll also whip your ass right here in front of everybody and shoot down to 95 and kick you all the way to New Hampshire."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, easy, Doctor of Thuganomics. Chill your roll a little bit and let's back up. I think you've gotten in wrong here, John we don't got no problem with you. We've never had a problem with you. I don't have a problem with you being on the cover of 2k15. I don't have a problem with you being on the cover of magazines and makin' movies and being a big superstar. Hell, it truly doesn't even bother me that you're the champion, as long—as long as you do it with some respect. Because you know as well as I do, all of this can go away like that, right? And you know as well as I do, and you've known this since day one, you can do things around here the easy way, or you can do it the hard way."
"Well, if the easy way is runnin' around as your little stooge, you can forget about it. I'll do things the way I always do. I'll do it the hard way."
"You know what, John? Honestly, I would've been disappointed if you'd have said anything else. Hard way is your choice? Then hard way it shall be. So, at Battleground, you will defend your newly won WWE World Heavyweight Championship in a fatal 4-way match."
"Wait, a fatal 4-way match?" Stephanie asks, as she smirks at Siren. "You mean, where John Cena faces three other competitors, and doesn't even have to get pinned to lose those titles?"
"That's the one, Steph. That is the very one."
"That's great." John says.
"That sounds like the hard way, for sure." Stephanie laughs.
"Who's in it?" John and Siren ask.
"You want to know who's in it? It's funny that you should say, "who's in it?" Cause two of the guys that are in it, you're gonna face tonight. It'll be the Viper, Randy Orton, and the Demon, Kane. But don't worry, John. You'll have your good luck charm Siren, by your side and hell, I'll even give you a partner against those two men. Your partner will be the fourth man you fight against to keep those championships: Roman Reigns. Enjoy your moment, John. Enjoy all of this. Goes by fast."
After looking over at Siren who gives him a reassuring nod, John raises his mic. "Congratulations, boss. You did it. And at Battleground, if I keep this, well, I damn sure earned it. That's almost as—almost as tough or as embarrassing as swimming in a pool of crap." Siren and the crowd laugh as Stephanie scowls. "I mean, that's almost as bad as somebody pushing you into a pool of crap. That's almost as horrible as you swimming in a pool of crap."
John's music cues up as he and Siren leave the ring and make their way back up the ramp, but they are stopped by Triple H.
"Hey, John, Siren. Just want to make sure you understand. At Battleground, you're in a fatal 4-way, and if you survive that, don't worry. There's always a plan b."
Siren rolls her eyes, she knows who's already walking out before his music ever hits. Seth walks out, standing right beside Siren, he holds up his briefcase staring at it. He throws a wink at her over his shoulder. Siren lunges for him but she is stopped by John's arms around her waist before she can get her hands on him. Seth laughs before he walks down the ramp towards the ring for his match.
Siren and John head backstage, while John goes back to his locker room, Siren stayed behind to watch Seth's match on the monitor. She shook her head as Triple H and Stephanie fawned over Seth and his briefcase. She knew in her heart that this arrangement would end badly for Seth, but she hoped that she was wrong for once.
She saw Rob targeting Seth's lower back, with every hit Seth cringes even more. Rob takes control of the match, until Seth begins targeting Rob's right leg. Seth hits a curb stomp off of the second rope to win the match, but Siren can see the pain on his face due to his back.
Renee climbs into the ring to interview Seth about his win at Money In The Bank. "Seth Rollins, last night, when you won…"
Seth of course interrupts her. "Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Look, if you're gonna introduce me lady, do it right. It's Mr. Money In The Bank, Seth Rollins, to you, toots."
Siren can't help but laugh as he calls Renee "toots". As much of a dick as Seth Rollins was, he was one of the most charismatic superstars Siren had ever seen.
The crowd boos Seth and he chuckles, "Hey, what, what, what? You guys, you think it's arrogance, right? It ain't arrogance when you can back it up. So, in my opinion, y'all just bitter that I was right and you were wrong. Cause you realize, this here is my golden ticket. This here is a contract. I get a shot at the WWE World Heavyweight Championship anytime, anywhere. And if last night is any evidence…"
"Seth…"
"I always get what I want."
"Seth…" Seth looks up to find Dean and Siren on the titan-tron. "Listen, puppet boy. From one scumbag to another, you don't really think this is over, do ya? You don't really think you won last night, do you? You didn't win. In fact, your plan A failed miserably and your daddy, Triple H, had to bail you out with his plan B, sending Uncle Kane down to knock me off that ladder. You know, I'm not even upset about what happened at Money In The Bank, because it might be more fun this way. Every time you even think about cashing in that contract, I'm gonna be there. I'm gonna haunt you. So, go ahead and make all the plans you want, cause that briefcase you're holding doesn't have a contract inside. It's loaded with TNT, and every time you try and cash it in, it's gonna blow up in your face, Seth! Believe that."
Siren smirks at Seth, waving to him as the camera cuts to black. She turns to Dean and laughs, knocking fists with him. "He's gonna hate life."
"I thought you were over being mad at him?" Dean asked curiously.
"Oh, I'm over being mad at Colby." She said, an evil grin growing on her face. "But Seth Rollins… that war has only just started."
The highlight of the night was Chris Jericho making his return to RAW, which he impacted by giving a Codebreaker to The Miz. But then he was attacked viciously by The Wyatt Family.
Siren high-fived Paige as she headed out to the ring to talk about her win at Money In The Bank. She was interrupted however by AJ who made her return to competition after her honeymoon with Punk. She goaded Paige into a title match which she won after rolling Paige up in a small package. Siren felt bad as Paige laid in the ring after losing her title.
She waited by the curtain for her friend, as Paige came back and saw her standing there she opened her arms and gave her friend a hug. Knowing exactly how she felt, Siren just hugged her friend tight.
Siren then headed up to the corridor to join Roman for his match with John, versus Kane and Randy Orton.
She smirked as she lead Roman down the stairs to the ring, high-fiving the crowd as they went. Standing by cautiously watching the ramp, Siren kept one eye on the match as it got underway and one eye on the ramp. She knew Seth was back there, just waiting for his opportunity to cash in his contract on John.
She winced as Roman and Randy went head-to-head, Randy still seething about the 12 staples he got in his head, after Roman busted him open at Money In The Bank. She yelled loudly for Roman, trying to will him over to their corner to tag John in. Roman and Randy took their fight up the ramp and into the backstage area. Siren remained ringside as Kane continued his beat down of John. Kane was disqualified from the match when he hit John with the steel ring steps.
As Kane delivered a tombstone pile-driver to John, she awaited the music she knew was coming. As Seth's music hit she turned to the ramp to see him running towards her with a referee. She prepared to intercede when Triple H pointed towards her, daring her to interfere. Gritting her teeth she stood her ground as Seth slid into the ring, shoving his briefcase to the referee.
The refs, refusing to start the match due to John's indisposed nature were shoved out of the ring by Triple H as he threatened them. Siren smirked up at Seth as he fumed in the ring, she knew something he didn't.
"What the hell are you smirking at? I'm about to take those titles from your boy."
Siren chuckled, "No, you're not, Seth." She pointed over her shoulder as the crowd roared, Dean came running down the ramp and slid into the ring tackling Seth. Dean chased Seth to the backstage area where their fight continued.
Back in the ring Siren knelt by John as Kane and Triple H climbed into the ring. Kane held a steel chair in his hands, Siren held her ground refusing to move. Before Kane could swing the chair at her, Roman slid back into the ring and speared Kane off of his feet. Roman stared down Triple H until he climbed down off of the apron and walked to the back.
Siren stood up beside Roman, "Thanks big dog."
"Anytime Babygirl. I got your back." Roman smirked as he hugged her to his side.
Tasha walked to her rig, her family, Joe, Jon and Renee in tow. They were heading back to the hotel for a good night's rest. The next morning Tasha bid her family goodbye as she dropped them off at the airport. Her daughter was staying with her for the rest of the summer, and would return home to Nevada when school started in August.
The group then began their road trip to New Jersey for Main Event, where Renee would be interviewing Roman and Siren.
Tasha hadn't seen Colby at all since Monday night, which was odd as he was usually always around her. She chatted with Renee as they drove, Jon and Joe playing a board game with Kailynn on the couch. When they arrived at the arena, Tasha lead Kailynn through the back to the locker room. Jon offered to watch her while she was out in the ring with Joe.
"Fine, but no shenanigans, Jon." Tasha said giving a small glare to the lunatic.
"Who me?" He said innocently holding up his hands.
"Yeah, you." She laughed.
But as she joined Joe they were informed that their interview had been pushed, apparently Triple H and Stephanie had decided to give their spot to Cesaro and Paul Heyman. Tasha shook her head as she and Joe headed back to the locker room.
"Whelp, that was a waste of time." Tasha said as she entered and flopped down on the couch.
"Why?" Jon asked.
"Cause our promo got bumped for Cesaro and the loudmouth rat-tail." Joe said as he picked up his bag. "So what do say we head out and grab some lunch?"
"Sounds good to me." Tasha said as she picked up her daughter's things and together the four of them walk back out to the rig.
After lunch the group hung out in the rig watching movies until they decided to call it a night. Jon bid them goodbye as he went back to the hotel with Renee.
Tasha and Joe woke up the next morning ready for the 4th of July edition of Smackdown, they met up with Jon at the gym. Renee tended to Kailynn whilst the three did their morning workout. Afterwards they went back to the arena to prepare for the night's show.
After learning their parts for the night, the three did an autograph signing and a few interviews. They then got dressed and sat on the couch as the show opened.
Siren smirked as Seth's music came on, he walked out to the ring looking even more irritated than he had on Monday night. Despite the smirk on his face, Siren knew he was ticked off at herself, Roman and Dean. She watched as he looked at his briefcase, he looked good in his black suit and shirt, but she had hoped that with The Shield now over, he would let that damn blonde grow out of his hair. She really couldn't stand it, she always joked with him that he looked like Cruella de Ville and that he should be carrying around a Dalmatian.
"Last Monday on RAW, I was seconds away from chasing in my Money In The Bank contract on John Cena. John, I've got a message for you. You got lucky on Monday night. You got lucky, but the clock is still ticking, because, what was it, not even 24 hours into your 15th reign as champion? And you were flat on your back, unconscious in the center of this ring. Now, that doesn't bode too well for you, John, because on a long enough timeline, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. And what that means is, sooner rather than later, I will cash in this contract and become the new WWE World Heavyweight Champion. Look at this face. Look at this face. Look at it real hard and get used to it, because soon, this will be the new face of the WWE."
"Honey, stay here with Lee okay." Siren said before she and Dean ran out of the room.
Together they stepped out onto the stage being met with a huge ovation from the crowd. Siren smirked at Seth as he glared at them both from the ring.
"You're delusional, Rollins. You're talkin' crazy." Dean said which made Siren laugh, that sounded so funny coming from the Lunatic Fringe himself. "You really think you're gonna get your hands on those titles? No. No, not while we're around. We warned you." Dean chuckled motioning between Siren and himself. "No matter where you are, no matter what you do, no matter how much of a plan you and your sugar daddy, Triple H, concoct, I'm gonna be there every time. I mean, hey, how did your little championship coronation play out for you last Monday?"
A clip of Monday Night played on the screen, Siren and Dean chuckling as they watched Seth getting pummeled by Dean.
"Watch that footage. Watch that footage, and watch it over and over and over again, because that's your life for the next year."
Siren raised her mic and the crowd cheered, "You think that briefcase is a blessing, Seth?" She pouted her lips and shook her head. "No. That briefcase is a curse, because it's every excuse we need to ruin your life, to ruin your future and for Dean here to ruin that precious face of WWE."
"Yeah, Siren? You think I care?" Seth said, clearing irritated by her words. "You think I care if you show that video over and over and over? Look, I know you both better than anybody, and I know you don't have what it takes to keep that up for a year. You got lucky on Monday night. You can't keep that up for a year, and you can't stop me from cashing in this contract and becoming the next WWE World Heavyweight Champion."
As Seth speaks Dean and Siren start walking towards the ring. "Of course I can. I'll start right now." Dean says before he tosses down the mic and takes off his leather jacket. He slides into the ring, ducking to avoid being hit with the briefcase and tackles Seth to the canvas as the two start brawling. But suddenly backup arrives in the form of Randy Orton, he and Seth begin to stomp away on Dean.
Jumping up onto the apron Siren swings a leg through the ropes determined to interfere, but she is stopped by familiar music booming throughout the arena. Roman comes to his friend's aide as he runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. The two rush Roman, but he powers out as both he and Dean take the fight to Seth and Randy.
As the two men scurry up the ramp like scalded dogs, Siren steps into the ring and joins her brother's, just as Triple H's music hits and he comes out onto the stage.
"Alright. I think you three have made your point. So now, let me make my point, and my point is the only one that matters. Dean Ambrose, you want a fight? Well, tonight, you will get a fight when you face The Viper, Randy Orton. And Roman, since you like to stick your nose in everybody's business, you interfere in that match tonight, and you are out of the fatal 4-way match at the Battleground pay-per-view for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship. Good luck, boys."
As the three men walk off stage Siren smirks to her brother's, "Hey, he forgot about one little thing."
"What's that?" Dean says.
She grins, "He said Roman couldn't interfere, he never said anything about me." The two men grin alongside her as she holds out her fist and they join her.
Heading backstage Siren turns to Roman, "Where'd you leave my daughter?"
"With Renee."
Siren nods before she walks down the hall to the women's locker room. Knocking on the door she opened it to find her daughter on the back of one Nikki Bella. Siren smirked before she spoke, "Honey, what are you doing to Nikki?"
"She's giving me a piggyback ride momma."
"Oh my gosh, Tasha, your daughter is so cute." Nikki gushed as she carried the small girl around the room.
"Thanks." Siren said uneasily, she and Nikki had never gotten along. Mostly due to the fact that Siren had been married to John and Nikki was jealous that John wouldn't marry her. She was glad to know that Nikki could put aside their animosity while her daughter was present, and that her daughter seemed to be in good hands with the divas.
"If you want us girl's to watch her for the rest of the night we will." Nikki's twin sister Brie said. She and Siren had always been good friend's, despite Nikki being her sister.
"You guys don't mind?" Siren asked.
"Not at all. She's great." Renee said. "You have enough to worry about tonight, let us worry about her."
"Okay. Thank you girls." She kissed her daughter's cheek. "Behave for the girls okay. Mommy will come get you later."
"Okay, momma. Bye." Her daughter said thoroughly enjoying herself with the divas.
Siren left the room, heading back to the locker room when she bumped into Seth. Before she could smile at him, she saw the camera crew over his right shoulder and her face took on an annoyed look. "Can I help you, Rollins?"
"No, it's me that's going to help you."
"Really?" She said crossing her arms over her chest. "And how exactly are you going to do that?"
"By offering you a job."
"I have a job."
"What? Managing Dean and Roman? Come on, how long do you think that's gonna last? I'm offering you a chance to manage the future WWE World Heavyweight Champion, Seth Rollins."
Siren broke into laughter, after a good minute she held up her hands while trying to control her laughter. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You're crazier than, Dean." Her smile dropped and a stern look took its place. "You think that I would turn my back on them for you? For the guy who stabbed all of us, his brother's, his family, in the back? You are out of your mind. I would never do that to them. And you want to know the one reason why, Seth?" She moved forward getting right up in his face. "I'm not you."
Siren walked off leaving a fuming Seth behind her, she paused at the edge of the interview area where Roman was being interviewed.
"Please welcome my guest as this time, Roman Reigns. Roman, what's your reaction to what Triple H said to you earlier on tonight, that you'll be removed from the championship fatal 4-way match at the Battleground pay-per-view if you interfere in tonight's main event between Randy Orton and Dean Ambrose?"
"Triple H is gonna do what he's got to do to protect his baby boy, Randy Orton, and I get that. But what you need to get is I know Dean Ambrose, and I know he's gonna be just fine tonight. I'd never do anything to jeopardize my spot in the fatal 4-way match at the Battleground pay-per-view. I'm gonna have to go through The Authority's chosen one, Randy Orton, the demon Kane, and Mr. Never Give Up John Cena, but make no mistake. I'm walking out of the Battle ground pay-per-view WWE World Heavyweight Champion. Believe that."
Siren smiles as Roman joins her, "Where's monkey?"
"Hanging out with the divas, she's getting piggyback rides from Nikki."
Roman raises his eyebrow, "Really? And you're okay with that?"
"Yeah. As long as she doesn't say anything bad about me in front of Kailynn, I don't mind her spending time with her."
Siren is sitting in the makeup chair later that night when Roman approaches her. "Hey, have you seen, Dean? His match is next and I can't find him anywhere."
"I got this." Siren said holding up a finger, before she screamed at the top of her lungs. "Roman Reigns sucks!"
Roman looks at her quizzically before seconds later the door bursts open and Dean runs in brandishing a kendo stick and looking pissed off. "Who said my brother sucks!?"
Siren laughs, "There he is."
Dean and Siren knock fists as they stand behind the curtain, Seth had already walked out to the ring after glaring at Siren as he walked past.
"What did you say to him?" Dean asked seeing Seth's glare aimed at her and not him.
"The truth."
She took a deep breath as Randy made his way towards the ring, as Dean's music went off she put on a smirk as she followed Dean out onto the ramp.
As they made their way to the ring she saw Seth clutching his briefcase and a devious plan started forming in her head. She took her place ringside as the match got started, watching Seth out of the corner of her eye, knowing full well he was gonna get involved at some point.
She cheers as Dean manages to ram Orton into the turnbuckle creating some space for him to recover. She frowns as he slides over towards her sitting on the edge of the ring.
"It's out of place." He says pointing to his arm.
"Okay." She nods grabbing his wrist in her hand and placing her other one on his shoulder. "Breath out. 1… 2…." Yank. She pulls his arm setting his shoulder back into place.
"Thanks darlin'." He smirks before he rolls back into the ring and gets up to find Randy charging him.
The two trade blows in the center of the ring as Dean takes control of the match. Siren jumps out of the way as Randy is tossed out of the ring at her feet, then Dean follows with a suicide dive. As he gets up he smirks over at her, she shakes her head with a smile.
"I got your back." She says.
Nodding at her Dean then rounds the ring before he runs over and jumps across the announcer's table and tackles Seth to the floor. After beating down Seth, Dean rolls back into the ring to finish off Randy. He tosses Randy to the floor in front of the announcer's table, as he bounces off of the ropes ready to deliver another suicide dive, Seth nails him in his injured shoulder with the briefcase.
As Siren moves over to check on Dean, Randy grabs her by the arm and shoves her backwards. She slams her back and head off of the barricade, slumping to the floor. Seth picks up Dean and shoves him back into the ring where Randy gives him an RKO. Seth then rips off the protective bandage on Dean's shoulder. Seth climbs to the top of the turnbuckle as Randy holds Dean down. Siren crawls over to the ring, shoving herself to her feet she holds onto the ring for support.
"Dean!"
She rolls into the ring just as Roman runs down the ramp to help them. He shoves Seth off of the turnbuckle sending him crashing to the canvas where he rolls out of the ring. Randy gets up off of Dean, as soon as he does Siren moves over and shoves Dean out of the ring to the floor. From the floor she watches Roman deliver a superman punch to Randy. As he prepares to hit him with a spear Seth pulls Randy out of the ring.
Roman helps Siren get Dean back into the ring, where they stand and stare down Seth and Randy.
As they get backstage Tasha shoves Jon to the trainer's office demanding that he get his shoulder looked at. She then went to change into her street clothes before going to collect her daughter from the divas locker room. As she walked into the room she found her daughter asleep on Nikki. She smiled as the woman stood up and handed her daughter over to her.
"You're really good with kids, Nikki." Tasha said giving the woman a smile. "For what it's worth, I think you'd make a great mom."
Nikki gave her a genuine smile as she turned to head for the door. "Nikki." She waited for the woman to look at her. "Anytime you wanna spend time with her you're welcome too."
"Thank you." Nikki said smiling.
"I'll see you girls later. Renee, Jon's waiting for you in the trainer's room."
The blonde nodded as Tasha walked out of the room heading for the parking lot. Along the way she ran into Colby who seemed as though he was waiting for her.
"How's Jon?" He asked quietly seeing that Kailynn was asleep.
"How do you think he is?" She fired back.
Colby sighed, "Will you tell him I'm sorry, and I hope he's okay."
"Do you really think he's gonna care, Colby?"
"I'm trying, Tash."
She scoffed, "Yeah, you're doing a bang up job of that."
Colby watched her walk away, he sighed rubbing a hand over his face. Trying to get back in his friend's good graces was never going to happen as long as they were working for WWE. It seemed that no matter how much he tried, things were just destined to blow up in his face.