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The song for this chapter is "Bad Blood" by Taylor Swift

As Monday night rolled around for RAW Siren walked into the arena in Montreal, Canada with her daughter. Not more than a minute later Nikki and Brie were snatching up Kailynn and running down the hall laughing.

"We'll take good care of her."

Siren shook her head with a smile as she continued on to the locker room she shared with Roman and Dean. She had never imagined that she would feel safe with anyone taking care of her daughter besides herself, Joe, Jon and Renee. And yet here she was watching the Bella twins kidnap her daughter and run away laughing, and she didn't feel any sense of dread.

As she changed into her show gear she watched the opening of the show. They were replaying last Monday when John nearly lost his titles to Seth Rollins. After she was dressed she joined Roman behind the curtain, smiling up at him she asked, "You ready to have some fun?"

"Always Babygirl." He smirked down at her before they knocked fists, their normal ritual, before going out to the ring.

Standing in the ring the crowd went nuts for the duo as both Roman and Siren grabbed a microphone. Roman couldn't help but smile as the WWE Universe chanted his name.

"Unlike some people, when I come down to this ring, I come with a point. Triple H is saying he put me in the fatal 4-way match at the Battleground pay-per-view because it's best for business. Maybe he thinks I can neutralize John Cena which I can."

Again he looks pointedly at Siren when he talks about John, she raises her mic with a laugh. "Why do you always look at me when you talk about John?"

Roman just smirks as he raises his mic again. "Maybe he thinks Kane can neutralize me, but he can't. And if all that happens, there's Randy Orton. He's walking out of there with the title, but he won't. I access and attack. And I've accessed this situation a thousand times, I can tell you it's not gonna happen. And I understand that I'm a wanted man around here, but I got a hair trigger."

The crowd starts chanting Cena Sucks and Roman smirks as he looks at Siren. "When Roman Reigns is in the house, you're damn right Cena Sucks."

The crowd cheers, Roman smirks at Siren as she secretly rubs her face with her middle finger, flipping him off, but she was smiling as she did it.

"And I don't care if The Authority is here or not, what they got to say, it's irrelevant. What Randy Orton wants is irrelevant because he's just a pawn in this game. Me? No, I'm not a pawn. I'm just the next WWE World Heavyweight Champion, believe that."

Suddenly the stage erupts into flames as Kane walks out onto the stage, but he remains up there, not saying anything, just staring them down.

Roman licks his lips before he speaks, "So, with their absence, are you standing in for The Authority now? Are you no longer the devil's favorite demon? Because lately, it just looks like you're Triple H's lap dog. Naw, naw, let me correct myself. Lately, it looks like you're just Randy Orton's bitch."

That did it. Kane started walking down to the ring, but Roman wasn't gonna wait for him, he climbed out of the ring and took the fight to Kane. Roman and Kane took the brawl into the audience, fighting through the aisles before Kane tossed Roman back into the ring area. As they got back into the ring several officials came out to try and separate the two men.

But nothing could keep these two men apart, as they broke free and went after one another again. But Roman dealt the final blow with a superman punch to Kane, that sent the demon retreating up the ramp.

Walking backstage Siren high fived Roman's cousins, Jimmy and Jey as they were headed out for a tag team match against Harper and Rowan.

"Well don't you look as pretty as a picture."

Siren turned around to find none other than Bret "The Hitman" Hart standing behind her smiling. She smiled as she hugged the older man. "How you doing, Bret?"

"I'm doing good honey. How about you?"

She shrugged her shoulders, "14 years and still here, can't complain."

"And I see you're still getting into trouble like always." He said nodding down the hall where Seth stood leaning against the wall watching her.

"What can I say, trouble is my middle name."

"Ain't that the truth." He smiled before he bid her goodbye.

Looking down the hall Siren saw Seth nod to her, rolling her eyes she turned around and walked down the hall away from him. She got back to her locker room to see Kane and Randy on the monitor, chatting about what went down earlier with Roman.

"Other than the nerve that Roman Reigns had, to come out there and put his hands on you of all people. Listen, I hope that you know, if anything else would've happened out there, if he would've done one more thing to you, I would've been out there by your side lickety-split. I have your back, Kane, just like I know you're gonna have my back at Battleground."

"That's right, Randy. One way or another, the WWE World Heavyweight Championship is coming back to The Authority."

And then the annoying loudmouth had to enter. "That's what I like to see, boys, a little solidarity, huh huh?" Seth walked in carrying his briefcase. "And you know, with The Authority not here tonight, it's, it's extra important that we have each other's backs. And that's why I've been thinking whether it's you or you that wins that fatal 4-way at Battleground, I promise you, I'll think twice before cashing this in."

Seth cackles as he leaves the room, Randy crosses his arms over his chest, his jaw clenching. "I don't know about you, but I am really starting to hate that kid."

Kane turns to Randy, "Not nearly as much as I am starting to hate you."

Siren meets up with Dean backstage, his shoulder taped up, she shakes her head as he stretches his arm. "You're gonna end up crippled."

"But it'll be fun along the way." He smirks at her making her smile and shake her head.

Dean's music hits and the two make their way out to the ring amid cheers from the WWE Universe. Randy gives Siren a wink as she takes her place ringside, she rolls her eyes and gags as she avoids his stare.

The match gets underway and Dean immediately begins targeting Randy's shoulders, determined to give him some of the pain he has. The two battle for nearly 13 minutes before Dean has had enough. He throws Randy out of the ring and slams him into the barricade. While Randy's down Dean grabs a stack of steel chairs and throws them into the ring. Thinking Siren is going to scold him, he's surprised when he looks her way, she just smiles and leans against the barricade with her arms crossed.

While she should be warning him against it, she can't help but want to see Orton punished for her own personal reasons and enjoyment. But her enjoyment is postponed when Randy gets the upper hand on Dean by shoving him into the steel ring post nailing his injured shoulder. Randy then picks Dean up and throws him over the barricade into the timekeepers area. He then delivers a DDT to Dean off of the top of the barricade.

Randy rolls back into the ring ass the referee starts his ten count. Not allowing this to end in a DQ, Siren runs over and struggles to lift Dean to his feet, but he's practically dead weight at this point.

"Dean, come on!" She wraps her arms under his and uses all of her strength to lift him to his knees. "I can't get you back in there on my own, you gotta help me out! Now, get up. Ambrose! Now!"

Hearing Siren screaming at him, Dean shoves himself to his feet, with her help he rolls back into the ring to break the ten count.

Randy is livid, his anger turns towards Siren, he points a stern finger at her. "This is your fault, Siren. What I do now is all on you."

Dean tries twice to pin Randy, but a well placed RKO ends the match as Randy pins Dean for the win. As he celebrates, Randy grins over at Siren who is looking at him with pure hatred. And he knows it has nothing to do with the match.

Siren helps Dean to the back trainer's office, needing to cool off she heads down to the interview's area to watch John.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, John Cena." Renee smiles as John steps up beside her, the titles slug around his neck. "John, with Randy Orton having a strong showing tonight against Dean Ambrose, just a surmounting pressure on you headed into Battleground with your championship on the line. But tonight, you'll be facing a man who has a target on your back, Mr. Money In The Bank, Seth Rollins."

"A man with a target on my back. Renee, I wear a 40 pound medallion of gold and diamonds that makes me officially the biggest target in the WWE. I have a briefcase over my head. I have a match at Battleground where I don't have to lose to lose. And on top of that, I got to keep my head on a swivel because I don't know where the next threat is coming from. But that's what this is about. You hear a lot of people say a lot of times what is best for business. This is a symbol of handling business. And hate it or love it, ever since I've been in the WWE, I handled business."

Siren smirks as Roman steps up opposite John, crashing his interview. "Good luck in your match tonight, John."

"Hey, strong words out there, Roman. I don't need luck tonight, homes."

Roman nods with a smirk, "You're gonna need a ton of it when you face me in the fatal 4-way match, homes." With that said Roman leaves, John watching him walk away.

A half hour later Siren is standing in John's locker room with him, she's got on her green Cena shirt. After his interview John had asked her if she was going to accompany him to the ring. She had agreed, now the two stood in the locker room getting ready.

"Hey, are you sure about this? I mean, you're not exactly 100%, Siren." John said looking concerned.

"I'll be fine. An injury has never stopped me, you know that first hand." She smiled at him.

John nodded, "Yeah, I know all too well."

However Siren's smile quickly turns to a scowl as Seth Rollins walks into the room. She immediately cuts him off, putting herself between him and John.

"Whoa, whoa. Easy, Siren. I just came to have a word with John." He chuckled placing his hand on her shoulder.

"Don't touch me, you traitorous skunk." She snapped throwing his hand off of her as the crowd laughed.

"Why would you come at me like that?" Seth said turning his attention to John. "Just because we got a match tonight doesn't mean we can't have a civilized conversation. We're adults here, right?"

"Two of us are." Siren snarked earning her a glare from Seth. "One's just a spoiled little daddy's boy."

Gritting his teeth Seth rolled his neck feeling the tension in his shoulders. "I know you don't trust me. And last week, I did consider cashing in my contract, but that was last week. Tonight's not about that. Tonight's about who is the best. And when I beat you, greatest WWE Champion of all time, the measuring stick, and I prove that I'm the best maybe then I'll cash in my contract. Or God forbid you get hurt out there and an opportunity presents itself, maybe then I'll cash in my Money In The Bank contract. Regardless, John, your days are numbered because if it's not me, maybe it'll be Kane."

"Maybe." John nods.

"And if it's not Kane, maybe it'll be Randy Orton."

"Maybe. Yeah. Civilized. This is—this is good. One of the most civilized ways possible. Let me say I think you're full of crap. Thank you for an extremely backhanded compliment. Allow me to give you a real one, you're good, Seth. You're damn good. And now I know what The Authority sees in you. Let's take a second to think though. All those days that you were dressing underneath the arena with The Shield, fighting, scrapping for every opportunity, times have changed. And I'm not talking about your futuristic jumpsuit. I mean you walk around now like you signed a big contract with a briefcase, it literally guarantees him an opportunity to be champion. No. Because the only guarantee you got is tonight you have a match with a champion. Which mean I guarantee you're in for the fight of your life, savvy."

Seth glares at the both of them. "See you out there."

Siren and John step out onto the stage, the crowd already going wild. With a salute the two run down and slide into the ring, John holding up his belts with pride. Siren's smile drops again as Seth makes his way out to the ring.

The two battle back and forth, each one nearly gaining a pin-fall over the other. John manages to hit Seth with the Five-Knuckle shuffle, but when he lifts him up for the AA Seth lands on his feet. Quickly moving into a drop toe-hold John gets Seth to the mat and locks in the STFU.

Siren stands in front of Seth smirking as he reaches for the ropes, desperate to break the hold. Seth nearly reaches the ropes, but John drags him back to the center of the ring and locks in the STFU again. But before Seth can tap out, Kane walks down to the ring to intervene on Seth's behalf.

Seth rolls out of the ring landing at Siren's feet, as she goes to jump up onto the apron to aide John, Seth grabs her foot holding her back. Next thing she knows, her head is bouncing off of the ring apron, her nose painfully cracking once again. She hits the ground beside Seth, holding her nose as blood drips through her fingers onto the padded floor below.

In the ring Randy Orton and Kane beat down on John, but his saving grace comes with Roman's music as the big dog makes his way to the ring. He hits first Kane and then Randy with a Superman punch, but Seth grabs his briefcase and nails Roman in the back with it, knocking him from the ring. Roman lands on the floor beside Siren who is still clutching her bleeding nose.

Seth hits John in the head with the briefcase knocking him out cold. Again he goes to cash in his contract on John, but before the match can begin, Dean runs down the ramp and tackles Seth to the ground. As Seth and Dean battle back up the ramp to the backstage area, Randy slithers back into the ring, stalking John. But summoning what strength he has left, John picks Randy up and hits him with the AA. But before he can celebrate Kane slides back into the ring and sets John up for the choke slam. But Kane's plan backfires as Roman gets in the ring and spears Kane.

Siren rolls into the ring still holding her nose as Roman raises John's hand up in the air, the crowd boos. The two stare at one another, John contemplating why Roman would help him. John then raises Roman's hand with a nod to the crowd who cheers. Roman wanting to cement a point again raises John's hand, the crowd again boos.

John nods with a smile, "I get it."

The two continue doing it, loving the banter and reaction from the crowd. Siren rolls her eyes at the two, "Okay, boys. As much fun as I know you're having, can we please go backstage before all of the blood in my body runs out?"

The two take one look at Siren, her face covered in blood from her nose down, her right hand also covered as she pinches the bridge of her nose trying to stem the flow. They nod quickly as they both help her out of the ring and escort her backstage.

Once through the curtain they hear yelling coming from their right, they walk over to find Dean up in Seth's face the tension between them ready to detonate.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Siren yells running over and shoving her way in between the two men. "What the hell's going on here?"

"You see that you sonofabitch!" Dean shouts in Seth's face, pointing to Siren's bloody face. "That's your fault."

"Bitch, shouldn't have gotten in the way." Seth snarked in reply.

Siren rolled her eyes, she knew that this was simply Seth Rollins the character so being called a bitch by him didn't bother her. What did was what Dean said following.

"She was trying to protect a friend, something you would know nothing about. You told her you still care, maybe not about all of us, but at least her. So tell me, Seth, why'd you let Orton hit her?"

Siren is thrown, she thought for sure it had been Seth that had pushed her into the ring apron. "What's he talking about, Seth?" Seth doesn't answer, he just keeps his eyes locked on Dean. "Answer me, Rollins."

Again he avoids her eyes. Dean snorts, seeing as Seth doesn't have the balls to tell her what really happened. "I'll tell you what happened, Siren. He saw Randy coming at you and he held you there. He let Randy smash your face into that ring, and he didn't even bat an eye about doing it." Dean scoffs before he takes a step back from Seth, his gaze turning to Siren. "You still wanna forgive him?"

Dean, Roman and John walk away as Siren looks up at Seth. "Is that true? Did you hold me there and let Randy hit me?" Instead of looking up at her and answering, Seth merely looked to the floor, in turn giving her the answer he wouldn't say. "Wow, you bastard. I would've expected that from Seth Rollins, but not Colby Lopez." Seth thought she was just going to walk away from him, so he was shocked when her bloody hand connected with the side of his face.

He watched her storm off down the hall, his hand touching his stinging cheek that was now marred with her blood. Blood he was responsible for. But the only thought that crossed his mind was not only had Seth Rollins lost her, but now Colby Lopez had too.

Tasha made her way to the women's locker room to retrieve her daughter, after seeing the trainer's about her nose and changing into her street clothes. Luckily her nose hadn't gotten any worse, but it had added on several weeks before it would be fully healed.

As she knocked on the locker room door she could hear laughing coming from inside. When the door opened she found the majority of the divas laid out on the floor in a circle, her daughter in between Nikki and Brie as they all colored in books. She smiled at the sight, pulling out her phone she snapped a picture for Kailynn's scrapbook. They had designed one scrapbook every summer that she spent on the road with her mom, filled with photos of Kailynn with the divas and superstars. So far they had 3 books that they had created together. Tasha figured it would be nice to have them, so that one day Kailynn could pull them out and reminisce about.

"Hey monkey, ready to go?"

Her daughter looked up with a big smile, "Yep, I'm ready momma. We were coloring."

"I can see that. Where'd all those coloring books come from?" Tasha mused as she glanced around at the books that each diva was collecting.

"Brie and I bought them last week. We figured since she loves to color that we would color with her. It's so relaxing. I actually do it in the hotel when I'm stressed out. Did you know they made coloring books for adults?" Nikki smiled brightly as she stood up.

Tasha nodded smiling, "Yeah, I did, I have a few of them. It is relaxing, I do the same when I'm stressed too."

As Kailynn stood up she grabbed her backpack, "K momma, I'm all ready."

"Okay sweetie. Say bye to the girls, you'll see them on Thursday."

Kailynn made her rounds, hugging all of the divas in turn. She then took her mom's hand and started out the door. Turning back she waved to the girls, "Bye. See you soon."

The divas all waved at her and Tasha as they shut the door and started walking out to the rig.