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The song for this chapter is "I Wanna Start A Fight" by Pink
Monday Night RAW kicked off the next night from the University of Texas, with The Authority coming out to the ring to make an announcement. Siren sat in the back smirking as Seth gave her a kiss before he headed out to the ring. She watched him walk to the ring with a cocky smirk on his face and shook her head with a smile.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we are just two weeks away from the biggest pay-per-view of the summer, Summerslam. And you can see it all live on the WWE Network for just $9.99. Well, I'm not the kind of guy that likes to pat myself on the back, but in this instance, I'm gonna do just that, because I think quite frankly, this could be the biggest Summerslam card in history. At the Summerslam pay-per-view, you will get to see the sadistic Bray Wyatt go one-on-one with Y2J Chris Jericho. And you can see it all on the WWE Network for just $9.99. But that's not all, because Mr. Money In the Bank, Seth Rollins, will face the unstable, Dean Ambrose. And you can catch every minute of that live on the WWE Network for just $9.99."
In the back Siren is overly annoyed, "If Hunter says 9.99 one more time, I'ma beat the shit out of him with a kendo stick." Beside her Roman and Dean chuckle, but they know she's not kidding, seeing her "Seth Be Good Stick" propped up by the door.
"Speaking of that match, Seth Rollins came to me with an idea earlier today that I thought was actually spectacular and we're gonna do just that. Tonight, there will be a beat the clock challenge. Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose will both try to beat their opponent. And the one that does just that and does it in the shortest period of time will be the winner and will be able to name the stipulation in the match between the two of you at the Summerslam pay-per-view."
In the back Siren and Dean both smirk at each other, rubbing their hands together. "Oh, ho, hooo. The possibilities." Siren said with an evil chuckle.
"Dean Ambrose will not have it easy, because his opponent tonight in the beat the clock challenge will be Alberto Del Rio. But just so you don't think we're taking it easy on Seth Rollins, Seth Rollins' opponent will be none other than Rob Van Dam." Triple H hands the mic over to Stephanie, "And later tonight we will have…"
The crowd start booing her, very loudly and the superstars in the back can't help but laugh.
"I know. I'm happy to see you guys too. I'm even wearing cowboy boots. Look, we're in Texas. They're nice, right? Yeah. Later tonight, we will have the official contract signing for my match at Summerslam against Brie Bella.
Triple H then steals the microphone from Stephanie, "Which by the way you can catch live on the WWE Network for just $9.99."
"Oh my God! That's it!" Siren snaps as she heads for the kendo stick by the door, but Dean is quick to grab her around the waist and haul her back to the couch. "No, no, no, no, no. Sit down, Ronda Rousey. No blood shed before the matches begin."
Siren frowns as Dean plops her back on the couch, in between him and Roman, she huffs crossing her arms and sulking. "You guys suck the fun out of everything."
"And if Brie gets out of line tonight," Stephanie continued, "I will slap her so hard, she will wind up in a hospital bed, right next to her husband, Daniel Bryan." The crowd starts "Yes! Chanting," and Stephanie smiles, "Yes I will."
Triple H then takes the mic back, "And that is not all because, ladies and gentlemen, it is on. In what could be the biggest fight of the summer, the Beast Incarnate Brock Lesnar will try to take the championship from the 15-time WWE World Heavyweight Champion, John Cena. And, ladies and gentlemen, remember that you can catch every moment of that spectacular match on the WWE Network live for only…" He holds the mic up and the crowd yells, "$9.99." Triple H smirks, "How much? That's right $9.99."
"Oh, hell no!" Siren says trying to get up off the couch, but Dean's arms catch her around the waist and drag her back down, this time on his lap. His arms tighten as she squirms, but she can't get up. She growls, but gives in settling back against Dean's chest, but not before elbowing him in the stomach once.
"Ouch." Dean snaps, but doesn't loosen his grip.
"But wait, there's more." Triple H then hands the mic to Orton, "You see the best part of Summerslam, ladies and gentlemen, is my guarantee to you. And I guarantee that you will witness me continue to methodically decimate Roman Reigns. Roman, took something very dear to me, you see, my chance, my opportunity at becoming WWE Champion. You can even look onto this announce table and see remains from that sorry SOB after what I did to him last week, but if you think what I did to him last week was anything, just wait. That was only a taste."
The crowd jumps to its feet and screams as Roman's music booms throughout the arena. Roman and Siren descend through the cheering crowd, Siren carrying her kendo stick on her shoulder. She wasn't dumb, she knew they were outnumbered, so why not bring an equalizer along.
One of the techs brings mic's up to them as they pause in the middle of the crowd, still cheering the two on as Roman's music cuts off and he raises the mic. "Randy Orton claims the Viper is back, that means I took everything the Viper had last week and I'm still standing right here! And Hunter, you say you're all about great deals. Well, I have one for you, I'm gonna come down there and I'm gonna beat the Viper's ass for free—tonight!"
In the ring Randy has ripped off his jacket, he's ready for a fight. Triple H lays a hand on the man's shoulder, "Alright. Alright. Hey, calm down, calm down. Randy, you got Roman Reigns, but you got him at Summerslam."
"I want him right now! I want him tonight! I want him now!" Randy yells.
"Hold on. You'll get him at Summerslam. Tonight, Roman Reigns is gonna face a demon. And I expect to see a demon tonight." Triple H says looking directly at Kane, insinuating that he's been less than a demon lately. "Roman Reigns, you will face Kane in a last man standing match."
"I love 'em. I love 'em." Roman says cracking his neck.
"And don't go anywhere, because that match starts right now."
Roman and Siren make their way down the stairs and over the barricade as the shows goes to commercial.
When they return to RAW Roman and Kane square off in the ring as the bell rings to start the match. As the two beat one another inside the ring and outside, slamming one another into the announcer's table and steel steps, Siren keeps her eyes on the ramp. She knows Randy or Seth could interfere at any time.
Siren checks on Roman as Kane moves the steel steps over onto the ramp, he then tries to shove Roman into them, but Roman counters with a few punches, then sends Kane back first into the barricade. But the demon gets to his feet and slams Roman into the barricade, the black mat shoving back into the crowd.
While Roman is down Kane starts looking under the ring for something, it's a no DQ match, so anything is legal. Kane picks up a kendo stick and swings it around as he approaches Roman. He slams the kendo stick into Roman's back, then stomach, back again and stomach again before he tosses it away. He picks up the top of the steel steps and bounces them off of Roman's head, immediately Siren can see blood form on Roman's forehead.
Referee Mike Chioda is at a 7 count before Roman gets to his feet, pulling himself up on the ring apron. Roman finds the will to fight back as he tosses Kane into the timekeepers area, just before RAW goes to commercial.
When they come back both superstars are back in the ring, as Kane goes to ram Roman's head into a steel chair wedged between the ropes in the turnbuckle, Roman counters it and sends Kane crashing head first into it instead.
Both men are down as Mike starts the ten count, both men get back to their feet stopping the count at 7. They then start trading blows to one another, Roman gets a head of steam and starts unloading on Kane. The demon collapses onto the bottom rope, Roman gets out of the ring and delivers a "drive by", both feet nailing Kane in the face.
The two then end up outside of the ring where Roman sends Kane crashing into the steel steps that he had set up for Roman earlier. Roman whips Kane into the barricade, he then tosses out his arms saying "it's over" as he lifts up the ring apron. Roman pulls out a table and puts it into the ring, but he hears Siren yell beside him, "Roman, look out!"
Kane nails Roman in the back, tossing the man into the ring, the demon climbs in and proceeds to set up the table. As Kane goes to pull Roman to his feet, the big dog reverses it into a Samoan drop, the two struggling to get up to their feet afterwards. Roman cocks his fist looking for the superman punch, but just as delivers it, Kane choke slams him through the table.
Siren stands beside Roman's head willing him to his feet, he just beats the ten count at 9. A frustrated Kane then unloads right hands on Roman, before he grabs the steel chair from the ropes and slams it down in the middle of the ring. Roman can barely stand as Kane drags him to his feet, picking him up for a Tombstone pile driver, Kane is shocked when Roman counters it and delivers a DDT to him on the steel chair.
Roman backs into the corner, cocking his fist once again, he then connects to Kane with a superman punch. Siren is screaming at the ref who is ignoring the count as Kane lies on the mat, "What the hell are you doing, Mike, count it!"
Kane gets to his feet as Roman yells, "ooh ahh" and goes for the spear. Kane tries to counter it to a choke slam but Roman instead counters and delivers a spear straight to Kane's stomach. The ref finally counts to ten, Kane not making the count giving the victory to Roman.
"Yes!" Siren yells pumping her fists as she climbs into the ring and celebrates with Roman, raising his hand into the hair.
Backstage Siren gets Roman settled into the trainer's room before she heads back up to the curtain for Dean's match. Seth is chatting with Dean as she walks up, he smiles giving her a kiss before he turns to Dean with a smirk. "Good luck man. But you know you ain't beating me."
"Yeah, we'll see about that two-tone." Dean says causing Siren to laugh, which earns her a glare and middle finger from Seth as he walks off.
Dean and Siren head to the ring, the crowd erupting into cheers as the two walk down the ramp to the ring.
"The following contest is the first match in the Dean Ambrose/Seth Rollins beat the clock challenge. If Dean Ambrose is victorious, he will set the time for Seth Rollins to try and beat later tonight."
Both Siren and Dean smirk as Del Rio comes to the ring, they are running through all of the possibilities that they could come up with for the Summerslam match.
Siren climbs out of the ring as the match gets underway, Del Rio immediately going on the attack. She watches the clock on the big screen as the minutes tick by. They are nearly at the 15 minute mark as Dean goes for a cover on Del Rio, but he can't hold it due to his left arm hurting. But finally Dean managed to deliver "Dirty Deeds" with his right arm and stops the clock at 15:42.
Dean rolls out of the ring, cursing when he sees his time, Siren tells him it's okay as she helps him to the back.
Dropping Dean off at the trainer's with Roman to have his shoulder looked at, as well as the cut above his nose treated, Siren headed to the locker room to check on Kailynn.
"Hey, how's Dean and Rome?" Colby asked as she came into the room.
"They're okay, Roman's got a cut on his forehead, and Dean's got a nick over the bridge of his nose."
"How's his shoulder?"
"It's okay, a little sore but he'll be fine."
"Good, I don't wanna send him to the hospital on Sunday." Colby admitted, he wanted to win, but he didn't want to seriously injure his friend.
Siren smiled as she kissed Seth while they sat down to watch the show until his match.
When it was time for his match she turned to him, "Good luck. Be careful."
"Always." He said mimicking her, leaning over the back of the couch he smiled, "How bout a good luck kiss?" He puckered his lips like a fish.
Siren laughed, "You're stupid." But she leaned up and kissed him anyway. "Like you need luck." She smiled as he left the room, his laughter could be heard down the hallway.
As Seth Rollins made his way to the ring, the fans could see Siren sitting in her locker room watching the monitor. She rolled her eyes as the announcer told everyone that "per The Authority, Rob Van Dam would not be Seth's opponent."
Siren was fuming as she saw Seth smile, he was trying to give off a "I have no idea what's going on" look, but she could see right through him.
As his opponent's music came on Siren lost it, "Are you fricking kidding me!?"
Heath Slater walked down to the ring, the entire time Siren could see Rollins smirking, he knew exactly who his opponent was, and that he could beat him easily.
Seth tried to give Heath the opportunity to leave the ring, saying that it was the easy way, if he stayed it would be much harder on him. Heath actually stepped to the ropes like he was going to leave, then said "fuck it" and turned around leveling Rollins with a right hand.
Seth beat Heath back into the corner, dropping him down to the mat, but he was distracted as Siren started walking down the ramp. The smile on her face told Seth he was in trouble, and sure enough when he turned around he found Dean Ambrose standing by the announcer's table.
Seth watches Siren as she casually walks around the ring, her eyes falling on the briefcase sitting by the turnbuckle. Grinning at Seth she picks it up and carries it over to Dean, who sets it down on the announcer's table and opens it up taking out the contract inside.
Seth freaks out, leaning over the ropes he yells at Dean to put it back, but the smartass that Dean is he rips the contract up into little pieces, even chewing on a few of them before he spits them out.
Dean looks around for more stuff to mess with Seth, he snags a drink from one of the fans, sipping on it while he watches the match. Dean then takes the top off of the cup and opens the briefcase pouring the soda inside. Seth is livid inside the ring as Dean and Siren walk around the other side of the announcer's table. This time it's Siren who leans over the barricade and snags a bucket of popcorn from a fan, giving him a wink in return.
As she shares the popcorn with Dean, both munching on it, Dean points to his watch reminding Seth he's running out of time. Dean then struts over to the case and pours the popcorn inside with the soda. He looks around the announcer's table for something, the announcer's are beside themselves with laughter as he picks up JBL's cowboy hat and puts it on.
Dean then smashes the hat up into a ball and shoves it into the briefcase, then he attempts to shut it. Once it's shut, he grabs the case and stands up on the announcer's table, JBL, Cole and Lawler all scatter as the soda spills out of the briefcase onto the table.
Seth is furious, he's so angry he's not even paying attention to the match at this point. So he's taken by surprise when Heath Slater rolls him up and picks up the victory.
As Dean and Siren make their way out through the crowd, Seth tries to empty out his briefcase, after which he starts throwing a tantrum.
Backstage Siren and Dean are clutching their stomachs in laughter as Seth comes back through the curtain. "You guys suck!"
"Oh, poor little Sethy. Are you mad?" Siren ribbed in a baby voice as Seth tried to keep a straight face but his smile betrayed him.
"You guys are horrible." He said shaking his head as he walked back to the locker room with the two in tow, both still laughing as soda continued to trickle out of the briefcase.
After changing, then gathering up Joe and Kailynn, the group headed out to the rig to drop Tasha and Kailynn off at the airport. Being as none of the guys were scheduled for Main Event, Tasha was taking the now three days before Smackdown, since it was now on Friday nights, to fly down to Georgia and get a jump start on filming for Walking Dead.
Before they walked into the airport Colby pulled Tasha aside to talk to her. "Hey, I was wondering if maybe Kailynn could stay here, with me."
"Oh, Cole, I don't know about that." It wasn't that Tasha didn't trust him with her daughter, she did 100%. It was just that she knew how much of a handful her daughter could be. That and Kailynn hadn't really been away from her, unless it was with her family, and she wasn't sure how she would react.
"Please, I promise she'll be safe, I'll take great care of her." Colby pleaded. "I want to be in her life just as much as yours. Please, baby."
Tasha couldn't deny the look on his face, and she gave in. "Okay. I trust you." She kneeled down to talk to her daughter, "Monkey, you're gonna stay here with Cole while mommy goes to film, okay?"
"Okay, momma. See you when you get back." She said kissing her mother's cheek, then hugging her before running off into the rig to play.
"Well, I guess that settles that." Tasha said with a laugh. "I'll see you when I get back." She said before kissing Colby.
"Be safe." He said hugging her before he watched her walk into the airport, giving him a wave before she disappeared.
Friday morning, Colby picked Tasha up from the airport, she looked slightly less tired than she had before she had left. "Hey, baby." He greeted her with a kiss taking her bag and putting it in the car trunk.
"Hey." She said as they climbed into the car. "How'd things go?"
"Great. She was perfect, no problems at all." Colby told her as he started driving them to the arena.
"Good, I'm really happy to hear that." She reached over and took his hand into hers. "Thank you, by the way. Not having to stress over whether she was being taken care of, it gave me such a sense of relief. It was so easy for me to focus on work."
"You're welcome. I'm glad I could help." Colby smiled bringing her hand to his mouth and kissing it. "Maybe I could take care of her while you're filming from now on. Give me time to spend with her and give you a break to focus on work."
Tasha was over the moon that he wanted to spend time with her daughter. "I'd like that, as long as she doesn't mind."
The couple arrived at the arena, seeing the fans outside Seth walked into the arena first and Siren followed him after about ten minutes waving to the fans standing outside. Once in the building she headed for Seth's locker room, she didn't see Seth anywhere, shrugging she dropped her stuff down on the bench and changed into her ring clothes. As much as she missed being in the ring competing, she was thankful to be able to wear comfy clothes, not spandex. Unlike some of the other managers, a pencil skirt or suit was not for her, it didn't fit her style.
Knowing that they were up first Siren quickly changed and then hurried up to the curtain to meet up with Dean.
"Kill any Zombies?" Dean said smirking.
"Quite a few." She laughed.
Dean and Siren kicked off the show, ready to announce what the stipulation would be for their match at Summerslam. They both grinned as the events from RAW replayed on the screen, they enjoyed watching Seth throw a temper tantrum.
"Monday Night RAW, the Authority thought they held all the cards." Dean says as the crowd cheers. "They thought they had their little beat the clock challenge in the bag, they thought they had a fool proof plan B, but what The Authority is figuring out, you can't plan for Dean Ambrose. And uh, since I outsmarted the Architect, I get to choose the stipulation for my match. At Summerslam, against my friend, my buddy, my pal, my brother, Seth Rollins, and I've had all week to think about this and I got a lot of options here."
He pulls a piece of paper out of his back pocket and opens it as Siren sits up on the turnbuckle smiling. "Tell me what you think of them. All right. I was thinking of maybe JBL's cowboy hat on a pole match. Cole miner's glove match. Maybe—I looked into maybe getting some alligators to surround the ring, but the logistics of that just didn't really work out. Oh, we can have a sumo wrestling match, a boxing match and we could forgo the match altogether and just fight in the parking lot, but we already did that."
"Oh, but that's my favorite one." Siren commented from the turnbuckle where she sat smiling.
Dean laughed, "You would say that. Uh, good housekeeping match. Oh, we could have a loser has to wash Triple H's car match but I'm pretty sure Seth Rollins already does that, so… that's off the table."
At that moment Seth's music kicked on and he stalked out onto the stage. Siren couldn't help but admire his new Authority t-shirt, it looked very good on him.
"All right. Ambrose, cut the crap. When we were in The Shield…" Seth is cut off by the crowd loudly chanting, "you sold out," Siren smirks as she nods along with the WWE Universe.
"You know, when we were in The Shield, everyone knows that you were the unstable one and I was the brains of the operation. But after your antics on Monday night as much as it pains me, I have to give you a little bit of credit, that was pretty clever. But it's been a long week, so let's cut to the chase, all right? I heard all your little cockamamie stipulations out there. I know you know what you wanna do. So, name your stipulation already and let's be done with it. Come on."
"Come on, Deano, you better tell him before he has an aneurysm and his head blows up. Not that I wouldn't like to see that you know." Siren said smiling wide as Seth glared at her.
"Well, hold on." Dean says, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce to you Mr. Money In the Bank. Hey, that briefcase is looking a little rough today. You might wanna take that for a good detailing. You know, maybe give it a buff and shine, something like that."
"Shut up!" Seth snaps as he paces back and forth on the stage. "You know what your problem is, Ambrose, and it's been this way the entire time, you like to think with your heart and not your head. And I get it, that's courageous, all right. People appreciate that, but you know what, that's only going to get you so far. And it's sure as hell not gonna beat me at Summerslam. If you use your head half as much as you use your heart, you'd be able to figure out that it really doesn't matter what stipulation you put on this match, because Summerslam is the end for you."
"Is that what the people are gonna get, Seth?" Dean asks.
"I guarantee Summerslam will be the end for you. And the entire world will be able to watch it live on the WWE Network for the low, low price of $9.99."
"Is that what they're gonna get? Are they gonna pay $9.99 to see you get me kicked out of the building again? Are they gonna pay $9.99 to see you drive away in a car? Are they gonna pay to see you run? No. No, not this time." He says as he tosses the piece of paper over his shoulder. "This time, they're gonna get something worth a whole hell of a lot more than $9.99. They're gonna get Seth Rollins stuck in the middle of this ring with nowhere to run, because if you try to run, you're gonna run into a wall of bodies, the same bodies we built our reputation on. The bodies we used to stack one on top of the other. We made a lot of enemies together, Seth. And those enemies are gonna make sure that ain't nobody running from this, those enemies are gonna make sure that we tear each other apart at Summerslam, Seth. I promise we will tear each other apart.
Now if you're old school like Siren and me, you could call this match at Summerslam a lumberjack match. You call it a human cage, you call it a wall of flesh, call it whatever you want, but call it the end of the line for Seth Rollins. I swear to God, I promise, Summerslam, August 17th is the day that Mr. Money In the Bank goes broke."
Seth is fuming, he's pacing the top of the stage like a caged animal, and at Summerslam that's exactly what he'll be. He knows he can't let Dean have the last word, "I'm not going anywhere. I'm not going anywhere and you know why, because you know what, no matter what happens at Summerslam, I still have this." He holds up the briefcase, "And whether you or anybody here likes it or not, that makes me the future of this company. You know—you know what, speaking of—speaking of futures, let's talk about your future here tonight, Dean Ambrose. See, you had the option to choose a stipulation for our match at Summerslam, but The Authority has granted me the option to choose your opponent for tonight on Smackdown. And since I know that you're always in for a good fight, I picked someone that is so cold and so merciless that they were capable of this."
Siren's eyes go up to the screen where the video of Randy Orton decimating Roman, their brother, plays. The crowd can see the anger radiating off of both Siren and Dean as they watch that.
"Your opponent for tonight is "The Viper" Randy Orton."
In the locker room Siren sits on the couch watching Dolph's promo, he's standing with a few of the Divas, Adam Rose and some of the rosebuds, making fun of Seth for what happened on RAW with Dean and Siren.
"Actually the floor of that briefcase kind of looks like the floor of a movie theatre now, do you know what I mean? Should've got like the renters insurance or flood insurance, right? What an idiot, right? I mean I would—I wouldn't need it."
They all laugh until a certain familiar cackle breaks them all up, they all scatter as Seth Rollins steps up to Dolph. "Oh, you kill me, Dolph. That's rich, that's rich. It's so funny, right? It's almost as funny as the laughing stock that your career has become. And since we're telling jokes, I got a joke for ya. What's um—you know, what's got terrible hair, a head the size of a hot air balloon and is just begging for me to stomp their face into the mat tonight?"
Dolph thinks for a minute, "I would say you, but it looks like somebody already beat me to the stomping of the face thing." Seth drops his head with a sigh, Dolph feels bad. "Seth, I'm sorry, man. Hey, listen, I didn't recognize you without your whole superhero getup, you know. Hey, who didn't always wonder what cat woman would look like if she did Crossfit all the time, you know what I mean?"
Siren is dying of laugher at the scowl crossing her boyfriend's face, he hates it when people make fun of his love for Crossfit.
"You know," Seth clears his throat, trying to get ahold of his anger. "Triple H gave me the authority to picks Dean Ambrose's opponent for the evening, so I really don't think he would mind too much if I picked my opponent for the evening."
"Seth, that uh, sounds like a challenge."
"Yeah, you bet your ass it's a challenge."
"Just know what I do to you out there won't be anything funny about it. See you out there, kid."
Siren sits in the locker room watching Seth's match with Dolph, it's shaping up to be a good contest between the two. She loves watching Seth wrestle, his technique and attitude, his heart, he was without a doubt one of the best she had seen in the business. She winces as Seth plants Dolph with a devastating curb stomp for the win.
She smiles up at him as he comes into the locker room, "One of these days they're gonna ban that move, like they banned Randy's punt. That thing is nasty."
"Yeah, I figure I'll use it until they take it away." He says running a hand through his now drying hair as he pulls it back in a bun.
"I gotta go get ready," Siren says leaning over and kissing Seth, "I know you'll come out there, so take it easy on me would ya?"
"Never." He smirked, "I kinda like playing doctor with you."
She laughed, "I always knew you had a kinky side, babe." Giving him a wink she headed up to the curtain to meet Dean.
Dean and Siren are standing in the ring as Randy Orton is introduced, both of them rolling their eyes as he struts down the ramp. Siren keeps a vigilant eye on the ramp as the two kick off the match, just knowing that Seth is gonna make an appearance.
She watches closely as Dean and Randy take the fight out of the ring, Ambrose's shirt ripped on one side. She hears the pop of the crowd, looking over she sees Seth standing on the side of the ring apron. Running over she grabs Seth's legs at the same time that Dean slugs him in the face, yanking his legs out from under him, Siren sends Seth crashing to the floor.
Siren turns to the ring, shouting at Dean to go for the win, behind her Seth gets to his feet and suddenly she feels her stomach driven into the ring apron. She backs up hunching over as she clutches her stomach, but Seth's not done yet, he tangles both of his hands in her hair and whips her head back, slamming her back first onto the floor driving the air from her body.
In the ring Dean delivers "Dirty Deeds" to Orton, but before he can pin him, Seth grabs his foot and pulls him out of the ring forcing the disqualification. Seth continues to punish Dean around the outside until Dean slams him back into the barricade. Seth tries to take off running, but Dean grabs him, shoving him into the ring where he continues to beat up on his former brother.
Dean stands up in time to get hit with a clothes line from Orton, followed by an RKO for good measure. Seth then comes in to pick the pieces of Ambrose, Dean can't even defend himself. After beating him down, Seth climbs out of the ring, walking over to the crowd he steals a soda from one of the female fans. Climbing back in the ring he pins Dean down and dumps the soda onto his face, after which he drags Dean back to the center of the ring and delivers a curb stomp to his head.
Siren and Dean make their way to the back after the match, like always Seth is standing there waiting for them. "You okay, bro?" Seth asks Dean as he's limping by holding his face.
"You know, one of these days, I'ma plant you with your own move, let you see how it feels." Dean says socking Seth in the shoulder before heading to his locker room.
Seth laughs as he checks on Siren, "You okay, baby?"
"Yeah, I'm cool." She says rubbing her head where he had grabbed onto her hair.
"Nice bald spot, T." Randy said as he passed heading for the parking lot.
Siren's eyes went wide as she touched her head, "Do I have a bald spot? Did you give me a bald spot!?"
Seth shook his head, trying to contain his laughter. "No, you're fine. No bald spot."
"Fuck you, Randall!" She yelled at the man who laughed loudly as he left the building.
After showering and changing clothes the group again loaded up into the rig and headed for the airport to drop Tasha off again. Once she had said her goodbye's she waved to them as she walked into the airport. It was a short flight to Georgia, but she picked up a few hours of sleep. When she arrived to her hotel she dropped off her bags in the room, then headed for the bar to have a drink with a few of her co-stars.
For the next two days she busted her ass filming for the next episode and they even got some shots done for the following, so that she wouldn't have as much to do next weekend.