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The songs for this chapter are, "Take A Bow," by Rihanna.
When she arrived at the arena in Milwaukee for Smackdown, she was greeted immediately by Nick, who handed her a big fluffy black teddy bear.
"What is this for?"
"Every girl needs a teddy bear when she's feeling down." He told her with his crooked smile.
Tasha smiled in return, giving him a large hug and a kiss on his cheek. "Thank you. I'm so lucky to have a friend like you."
Nick nodded his head as he walked with her towards the locker rooms, "So, has he pulled his head out of his ass yet?"
"Nope. Still nothing."
"He'll come around. He'll realize that he made the biggest mistake of his life when he allowed the bosses to dictate his life, and in turn lost you, the best thing he ever had." Nick told her as they arrived at the women's locker room. "But, until then, I will keep hanging around you and making him as jealous as we possibly can."
Tasha laughed, "I love you, thank you. You're such a good friend."
"I know I am." He laughed kissing her cheek, before bidding her goodbye.
As Smackdown kicked off John was in the ring bitching about Ambrose and Rollins, when Dean and Siren came down to the ring to interject their opinions.
"Sorry to disappoint you, John, but in case you haven't noticed, you're not the only one who has issues with authority. I got a lot of issues, actually. Especially as it pertains to Seth Rollins, but I plan on working those issues out because I plan on making Seth Rollins pay."
"Alright, enough. Enough. Mr. Ambrose, I don't wanna do this with you."
"You're right. You don't wanna do this with me. And I don't wanna do this with you, I don't need to, but Seth Rollins is kind of my thing. Monday night, you got in my way."
"Oh, I got in your way? That's how you see it. This is how I see it. You've been on some hard times, and you've been here for a while, and you've had a few matches, congratulations. But you have no idea what it's like to step on a canvas and face Brock Lesnar, and I do. And I had Brock Lesnar beat. I had the beast slayed. And Seth Rollins took that from me."
"You lost one night. I almost lost my whole career. I got my head put through cinder blocks. And I'll be damned if I'm gonna let anybody else wipe that smug look off of Seth's face for good, but me, especially you."
John smirked as the crowd cheered, "You got guts, Mr. Ambrose. And there's no reason we should waste our time beating the crap out of each other. We both want Seth Rollins and sooner or later one of us is gonna get him. But if we keep running around doing this crap, all we're gonna do is get left laying by The Authority just like we did Monday on RAW. I'll tell you what, truce."
John holds out his hand, Siren can see the irritation on Dean's face as he tosses his mic to the ground.
"Truce. You get to him first, you get to him. I get to him first, I get him. But we stay focused. Truce."
Dean curses under his breath as he contemplates his choices, finally holding his hand out. But before he takes John's hand, they turn hearing Randy's voice on the big screen.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't my new favorite bromance. And Siren, the venom to my viper."
Siren rolls her eyes as Randy hits on her, something that isn't new to her, he'd done it a lot over their years of friendship. On the screen beside him stands Kane and Seth, the battered briefcase in his hand.
"You know, I think I speak for all three of us when I say we are very happy, very happy indeed to see you two working things out. You know what? I always thought that you, Dean and John, you guys needed a friend and frankly, you guys deserve each other."
"Dean, Seth told us what you used to say about John when you were in The Shield. What was it? Something like—I remember. You said that John was nothing more than an overhyped action figure who couldn't wrestle his way out of a box of cereal."
Randy nodded in agreement, "You know what Kane, I do recall that. I also seem to recall, John, a while back in the locker room, you saying some things about Ambrose as well. You said that Ambrose was a nut job, who was gonna self-destruct just like every other wannabe who's thought that he could get over in this business by pretending to be crazy."
"Now, Randy, I'm sure that neither John nor Dean cares about what the other has said about them in the past. Right, guys? So, if you've really mended fences. If you've really learned your lesson from last Monday, let's put it to the test by putting the two of you in a match against me and Randy Orton later tonight. And we'll see if you can work as a team for a change, or if the Lunatic Fringe and Cenation destroy each other. I know where I'm placing my bets."
Kane glances over to Rollins who has stood stoic the entire time, his knuckles turning white as he clutches the briefcase in his hands. He says nothing, just glares at the three people in the ring, hatred in his eyes.
Backstage Siren scoffs, "Well, it's good to know that they haven't grown up at all. Seriously, who still uses the he said this about you tactic? What are we in high school again?"
Both John and Dean chuckled, they both knew they hadn't said anything about the other one, they actually admired the other for his work ethic.
Dean and Siren had an interview with Renee just before their match with John. Renee smiling as the two walked up and stood beside her.
"Dean, how do feel about teaming up with John Cena again tonight?"
"I got nothing to say about John Cena. I got nothing to say to John Cena. But, let's talk about the guy that's in all three of our crosshairs, Seth Rollins." He says glancing over at Siren who stands beside him, her jaw muscles clenching at the traitors name.
"Now ass kicking's a part of our business, Seth knows that's what he signed up for. But embarrassing Seth Rollins, stealing his Money In the Bank briefcase, spraying him with a mysterious green mist, that's the kind of thing an egomaniac like him just can't stand. And while that's fun for us, no amount of embarrassment we can put Seth Rollins through will erase the memory of my head being driven through cinder blocks. So, I will go through everybody The Authority wants to put in front of me. Kane, Randy Orton, Jamie Noble, Joey Mercury, the bunny, the gator, all of them. Nothing will get in my way, nothing will stop me from getting to Seth Rollins."
Kane and Orton entered the ring first for the tag match, followed by John Cena, then Dean and Siren who received the biggest pop from the crowd as they came out on stage. Both former members of The Shield looked ready for a fight, more than ready to throw down in and out of the ring.
Siren stood outside the ring watching as the match got underway, her eyes flicking from the ring to the ramp. She knew Seth would make an appearance at some point, when the best opportunity presented itself. And so far, John and Dean seemed to be getting along fine, each of them tagging one another in and out, and even pulling some double teaming on Kane and Orton.
As they neared the end of the match things got interesting, in the fact that John deserted Dean as he caught sight of Rollins on the ramp and gave chase after the two-toned man, leaving Dean to fend for himself. In the ring Kane struck Dean in the face with a boot forcing the referee to call for the disqualification, giving the win to Cena and Ambrose.
But they weren't done there as the two Authority men laid into Ambrose, pulverizing the lunatic as he laid defenseless on the mat. Randy smirked at Siren who stood outside the ring as Kane delivered a choke slam to Dean, followed by an RKO from Randy. They both stood over the man, Randy motioning for Siren to get in the ring, which to his surprise she did, but before the two men could do anything to her, Cena ran back down and slid into the ring.
Kane and Orton retreated back up the ramp, smiling, having got the best of John thanks to Seth Rollins.
In the ring John looked up at Siren, her face contorted in anger, but now her anger was directed at him. John saw her raise her hand, he knew what was coming and he didn't try to stop her, he had it coming. Her hand whipped across his cheek, sending a shock of pain through his face.
At that moment Seth Rollins walked out onto the stage, smirking as he caught sight of Siren slapping Cena. The three Authority men laughed, knowing they had bested Ambrose, Siren and Cena, and knowing that this would add another complication to the new bromance.
Tasha left the arena that night, more angry than she had been when the night had started. As she flew to Georgia to film, she did something that she hadn't done in years. She pulled out a piece of paper and wrote a letter, to Colby. She may not always be able to say what she wanted to out loud, but if you gave her a pen and paper, she could write in detail every thing that she was feeling.
After she finished the letter, she actually felt a small weight lifted off of her shoulders. Writing down every single thing that she wanted to say to Colby's face, gave her a sense of pleasure. Whether or not he actually read it was up to him, but at least she now could tell him how she feels.
Daryl, Jon and Renee picked her up on Monday afternoon at the airport, then drove to the arena for RAW. Tasha had the letter for Colby in the back pocket of her jeans, she could hear the paper wrinkling as she walked. She wasn't sure when she'd give it to him, not having seen him besides out in the ring and she wanted to avoid that scandal if she could.
After going to the women's locker room and changing into her outfit for the night, she took the letter in her hand and set out to find Colby. However as it neared show time she resigned herself to the fact that she was going to have to wait until later, as she hadn't seen any sign of him at all. She knew he was supposed to kick off the show, so she waited by the curtain, she would hand it to him as soon as he came back from the ring.
Since he had no problem breaking her heart on RAW, then emphasizing it at Night of Champions, she saw no reason not to give it to him now, instead of waiting until after the show was over.
Seth Rollins made his way to the ring to kickoff Monday Night RAW, he was irate, his body language conveying his irritation at what Ambrose and Siren had put him through last week.
"Kill it! Kill that music right now!" He screamed into the mic as he paced the ring like a caged animal.
"You think that's funny, huh? You think what Ambrose and Siren did to me last week was funny?"
The whole crowd started chanting "Yes!", which only served to piss Rollins off some more.
"Do you know what I think is funny, the real highlight from last week, role that footage, why don't ya? Huh? Show 'em the real highlight."
They show the footage of Seth delivering a curb stomp to both Dean Ambrose and John Cena last week.
"That's what happens when you disrespect me. Now, I'm a patient man, I stand for a lot of things, but one thing you do not do is embarrass Seth Rollins."
At that point Joey Mercury and Jamie Nobel came down to the ring, trying to get Seth's attention as he continues talking.
"I am Mr. Money In the Bank. I am the living, breathing, future of the WW…" He finally notices the two men trying to get his attention from outside of the ring. "What, what? You want me to leave? What, you don't think—you don't think I understand what I'm doing out here? You don't think I get that I'm a marked man, that I put a target on my back? Oh, I get it. I get it and I've got news for you. I've got news for you. I love it. I love it. This is what I live for. Look at me, standing here in the center of this ring, all eyes on me. Everybody wants a piece of Seth Rollins. Ambrose, your beloved Ambrose, he can't wait to get his hands on me. And Siren, oh she wants a piece of me in the worst way."
Before he could continue talking shit Cena ran down to the ring and slid inside, immediately going on the attack against Rollins. However, Seth managed to create space between the two, giving him time to roll out of the ring and escape through the crowd, laughing as he went backstage.
But his fun was short lived as he turned to his right to find both Dean Ambrose and Siren standing beside him. His cocky smirk immediately fell as the two jumped him, forcing him to run back over towards the barricade, where John grabbed him and hurled him back over onto the floor. The two men were then tackled by Dean, who leapt off of the barricade taking them all to the floor.
Jamie Noble and Joey Mercury quickly jumped on Ambrose and Cena, giving Rollins a chance to get off of the floor. But just as he got to his feet, Siren, who had jumped back over the barricade and climbed up onto the turnbuckle, jumped down on him delivering her "Siren's Call" and planting him on the ground.
Getting back to her feet she climbed up into the ring, bouncing off of the ropes she suicide dove through the other side taking out Noble and Mercury in one fell swoop. Getting back into the ring, Siren climbed up onto the turnbuckle once more, sitting down on it, as Dean sat on the ring apron below her. Behind them John stood in the ring, all three of them proud that they'd got a piece of Rollins… but they still wanted more.
At that moment Triple H's music came on and the COO of the WWE, came walking out onto the stage with his wife, Stephanie.
"We are not letting this show dissolve into chaos before it even gets started." Stephanie says, her eyes locked on Siren as she stared the young Diva down. "Now, we told Seth Rollins if he came out here, the three of you were gonna get involved, but he let his ego override his brain, something the three of you know a little bit about."
"And I'm just gonna go out on a limb after what we saw on Smackdown and say you two weren't working together on this little tandem attack here. But it is clear that you both want the opportunity to get a piece of Seth Rollins. And it is a well-known fact that there is one thing The Authority stands for and that is opportunity, right, Steph?"
"That's right, Hunter. And since the two of you wanna get your hands on Seth Rollins and Seth Rollins says that he welcomes the challenge, I throw it to all of you. WWE Universe, would you like to see John Cena and Dean Ambrose get their hands on Seth Rollins?"
The crowd roars in response and Hunter shakes his head, "No. I'm sorry. She said would you like to see John Cena and Dean Ambrose get their hands on Seth Rollins?"
The crowd roared even louder this time and Hunter nodded. "Well, then if you want it—if you want it, then we're gonna give it to you right here in that very ring tonight. It will be John Cena and Dean Ambrose taking on Seth Rollins."
"Oh, please, Hunter. We may be crazy, but we're not stupid." Siren says from her spot on the turnbuckle. "I know that you would never put your precious golden boy, Seth Rollins, in harms way like that. So, what's the catch?"
Hunter smirked, "Oh, you're not just a pretty face, Siren. They'll be facing Seth Rollins… and his partner, Kane, and their partner, Randy Orton, in a handicap match. Careful what you wish for boys. Have a good night."
Backstage Seth heard his name called as he headed for The Authority's office, his real name, and the voice was the last person he expected to be calling his name, let alone talking to him at all.
He turned around to find Siren approaching him, fire in her eyes as she stopped in front of him. But it was the emotion he saw behind the fire, that had him dropping his head in shame; sadness. He had hurt her, he had broken her heart, and the worst thing was, he never wanted to do that. He loved her. It was only after a strong conversation with Stephanie that Seth had to make the decision.
He waited for the words of hate to flow from her mouth, but nothing came. He heard the rustling of a paper and when he looked up he saw her holding a folded piece of paper in her hand. He took it from her, and just as quickly as she came, she was gone, disappeared from his sight.
Instead of going into the office he walked over to a deserted corner down the hallway, sitting down on a crate he opened the paper, his heart breaking at the first words he read.
To the guy who should have realized what he had.
I know that it's not as black and white as I make it out to be. I know that there were things that we never talked about, things that we tried our best to cover up. I don't know which is worse. Giving you a chance and knowing in the back of my mind that you would blow it, or trying to make sense of why you did.
It's not that I hate you, or that I blame you. I just thought that you cared more about me than that. I know I did. It wasn't going to be forever, I had hope that it would be, but I thought it would last a little longer than this. Because there was something about you that was good, even if you still can't see it. You wanted to make a change, and I was different.
Maybe I just mistook your interest for selfishness. I know that we all have to love ourselves, but did you, for one moment, think about what you were doing to me? I meant every word I said. I meant it when I told you I would be there. I meant it when I said that you were important. I made room for you in my world, my daughter's world, no matter how scared I was to do it. I still tried.
I didn't want to put out the fire before it even had a chance to start, but we were just on two different pages. So when you left, it didn't come as a shock. But it still hurt. Don't think for one minute that I'm going to let this go so easily. Maybe it's my pride that's getting in the way, or maybe it's because you know me well enough to know that you need to think before you speak. Because words aren't just words when they are coming from you to me. I thought you understood that.
It's painful to tell someone everything, all the things that have hurt you in the past, and then have them turn around and do the same things to you. Even though they know how weak you are, how hurt and how small you feel. That's what you did. I'm not saying I fell in love with you because I didn't. But I could have. And I'm not saying that I wanted you more than anything, because I didn't. But I did want you.
But despite all that, this still hurts like hell. I gave you my trust, not my heart, which I'm starting to think is just a little worse. I never wanted to play games. I was honest with you from the start, but maybe this is all on me. Maybe I should have known better than to think that someone like you was going to change. That a guy like you would take something seriously, that you wouldn't get too freaked out and run away. I used to think you were this great guy, and now, from where I stand, you don't look like a man at all, but a scared little boy.
And that's okay. Maybe you need to grow up a little bit before someone like me comes into your life. But I'm going to let you know right now, I hope you know that watching me walk away is going to be hard. Not for me. But for you. Because if it's one thing I've learned from all of this, it's that you really don't know what you have until it's gone.
I would have been there to take care of you because that's what my heart wanted. I would have been there to protect you, to make sure that you were doing okay. But now I can't even look you in the eyes. I don't want to. And every time something comes out of your mouth, I have to stop myself from running away.
I don't know if you're a really good liar, or if you don't see the difference between lies and truth. Whatever the answer is, I don't want to know anymore. I hope that you get to where you want to be, Colby. I wish you all the best in this world. I don't wish you any bad things, but I want you to take some time and think about what it is that you've just done. Because I know that one day, when you look back on this, you're going to feel an overwhelming guilt. And try as you might, you're never going to be able to fix this. Not this time.
Because when I said we're done, I meant it.
Yes it was hard. Yes, I wanted to be able to give you a different answer but I couldn't. I've spent enough time waiting for someone like you, only to find out that I was just a stop along the way to their final destination. So go ahead and take a bow, Cole, I bought your act hook, line and sinker.
So this is goodbye, my heart.
Seth felt like he couldn't breath, it felt as though a giant anvil had been placed on his chest and it was crushing him. He could feel the hot tears springing to his eyes, blinding his vision until he blinked them away. This was never how it was supposed to be. He never wanted to hurt her, he never wanted to break her heart. The hardest thing for him to do was watch her walk away from him.
And the worst part about it all was that she would never know. She'd never know that he loved her, that he wanted her, that he never wanted to let her go. And she'd never know that he had done it all to protect her.
Dean and Siren strode to the ring, both of them filled with rage and anger as they got into the ring.
"Yeah. We couldn't sit back there any longer. I've been kicking something around in my head for the last hour or so and something is really, really bothering me. See, lately, John Cena—yeah, John Cena lately, he's been kind of up in my space. And I don't think I like it. John Cena's my partner tonight just like he was supposed to be my partner last week on Smackdown, I thought, and then this happened."
They replayed the footage from Smackdown where John left Dean high and dry during their tag match, leaving him being double-teamed by Kane and Randy Orton.
"I told John Cena, "Don't give me a reason not to like you." And I'm trying, John. I'm trying… real… hard, but before we go to battle together tonight, why don't you just come out here right now and why don't we just settle this issue face to face right now? Let's hash it out. Please, John. Indulge me with your presence."
John shows up moments later to acquiesce to Ambrose's request, making his way down to the ring. The crowd shows how they feel about John, which is not that good, as Dean stalks across the ring towards him.
"Thank you, WWE Universe, for a very raucous Brooklyn introduction. I'm sure it'd be the same way if you guys were rooting for Dean Ambrose. Am I right? Dean Ambrose. The Unstable Dean Ambrose. The same Dean Ambrose right before that match happened that went on-air and said you want to embarrass Seth Rollins. You want to get your hands on Seth Rollins and you will do anything to do so. The very same Dean Ambrose that launched himself at me earlier on today, that Dean Ambrose. Well, good. Because I actually agree with you. Because if you all understand Dean Ambrose's actions, then y'all understand mine and so do you which means we're clear."
John moves to get out of the ring, when Dean started talking. "Yeah. We're clear. You're right. I would have done the same thing to you, because I don't give a crap about you. And you don't give a crap about me, but if there's one thing we have in common, John, we don't care what other people think of us. I don't like you and you don't like me. Now that that's all out in the open, maybe we can coexist for one night, but if—if not, that's fine. I don't care, because I have no problem dropping you where you stand right now, and taking on The Authority by myself."
John sighs and climbs back in the ring, "You're gonna take on The Authority by yourself? Let me clue you in, Einstein. The last time you did that, The Authority put your head through cinder blocks and you were out for five weeks. You know—you know what though, Mr. Ambrose? I got to admit. You got something that no other WWE Superstar has, something I haven't seen in a long time, guts. The guts to say and do whatever the hell you want. Just remember, saying and doing whatever the hell you want has consequences, because when you say what you want to a man standing in this ring that has got zero problem with dropping your ass right here… Well, I'll put it so that you can understand it, Mr. Ambrose. You're giving me a reason not to like you. Don't give me a reason not to like you."
Dean stands for a minute, trying to decide whether to knock John out or let it go. Finally, he makes his decision with a shrug, "I'm kinda hungry. I think I'm gonna get out of here. I'm gonna hop in the Q train and I'm gonna head to Coney Island, maybe take a ride on the Cyclone, maybe grab a hotdog, check out the wonder wheel. Good luck tonight."
Dean slaps his mic into John's chest letting it fall to the mat, holding out his hand to Siren, she hops off the turnbuckle, taking his hand the two of them head up the ramp and backstage, literally getting on the Q train and leaving Cena high and dry.
John happens to be walking backstage, trying to process Dean and Siren walking out on him, when Triple H walks up to him.
"The champ is here. I'm sorry is that awkward? It probably is right now. I'm sorry. It's so uncomfortable, but look at these kids nowadays, huh? Just between you and me, these kids like Dean Ambrose, what's it? They don't even understand the opportunity being put in front of them. I don't know. What doesn't he get? Dean Ambrose, we give him the opportunity, to main event Monday Night RAW and partner with the John Cena.
And what does he do? Leaves his partner hanging to what? Go get a hot dog? That's how—that's how he treats John Cena? And what about Siren? She's supposed to be your best friend and your manager, and she leaves with Ambrose. I mean, just kind of leaves you hanging now in this three-on-one handicap match. I feel bad. And no, don't get me wrong. I know how you are. I mean, I know you'll have the whole Cenation just riled up behind you. They'll have your back, but, I don't know, just doesn't seem right, three-on-one handicap match."
"You know, I know what you're trying to do, protect Seth Rollins at all cost. I don't care what kind of match I'm in tonight. Seth Rollins is gonna come to a point where he cannot run away. As far as tonight's concerned, to get to Seth Rollins, if I got to go through Kane, if I got to go through Randy Orton, that's what I'm gonna do."
"You know what, John? That what I admire about you. That's what I have always admired about you. It's that resolve, it's that determination. And I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. Just to make sure you get a piece of Seth Rollins, when that bell rings, when that match starts, Seth Rollins is gonna start that match. I'm gonna make him, Seth Rollins will start that match with John Cena when that bell rings. And we all know you'll get a piece, even though it is three-on-one. Good luck tonight, John. And, uh, remember, keep calm and never give up."
"Great." John says shaking his head as Triple H mocks his shirt.
So while The Rock comes in to set Rusev straight, Dean and Siren were literally at Coney Island. They had gotten a few hot dogs and something to drink, before they went on the rides.
While they were on the Ferris wheel Dean turned to Siren, seeing the sad look on her face. "It'll be fine, darlin', you and Colby will work this out."
"No, Jon, we won't. It's over." She said, her voice low and downtrodden.
Dean hated to see his best friend like this, wrapping his arm around her he pulled her close to him, tipping her face up with his finger. "Colby loves you, that much I am sure of. He would never just up and leave you, unless he had an absolutely good reason for doing so. There has to be something more going on that we're not seeing."
"How do you know that?"
"Because, I've seen the way he looks at you, the way he looks at your daughter. He wouldn't look at you two like that, if he didn't love you more than anything. He gave you a key to his house and made you a partner in his business, and he hasn't asked to take any of that back. Now, I'm not saying that you should forgive him for walking out on you, but I think you should give him an opportunity to explain why he did it."
Siren thought about what Dean said, playing the whole situation over in her mind. He was right. Why would he do all of that, just to leave her a few weeks later.
"Since when did you become such a Seth supporter?" She asked wryly.
"I'm not, but I am a Colby and Tasha supporter. You are my friends no matter what happens. I want you both to be happy, and I've never seen both of you happier than when you're together."
John Cena was in big trouble at the arena, the three-on-one handicap match had turned into an all out melee and he was being eviscerated by Kane, Orton and Rollins.
Just as Randy was coiled and looking for the RKO on Cena, Ambrose's music cued on and the man in question walked out onto the stage, pushing a hot dog cart. Siren walked in behind him, smiling at the thoroughly confused looks on the faces of Kane and Orton. Rollins was lying in the corner behind them clutching his face, she assumed John had gotten in a few good shots before they overpowered him.
Dean pushes the cart down to the bottom of the ramp, while Siren walks around the ring to check on John, Dean faces off with Kane and Orton. Pulling two bottles out of a holster around his waist, he sprays both of them in the face with ketchup and mustard, before nailing them with the hot dog cart. He slides into the ring to beat down on Seth, before Orton and Kane come to Rollins' aide.
But Cena gets back to his feet and assists Ambrose in dispatching Kane and Orton. Then Ambrose bounces off of the ropes and suicide dives, taking out Rollins at the bottom of the ramp as he tried to escape. He then starts taking the food off of the cart and dumping it onto Rollins, containers of mustard, pickles and sauerkraut all over the former Shield member.
Then as Rollins finally succeeded in getting to his feet, Dean grabbed a pair of tongs and grabbed Seth where the sun don't shine. The entire audience as well as Siren "oohing" in pain, but Kane managed to intercede and nail Ambrose forcing him to release Seth's testicles.
Cena, Ambrose and Siren stand tall in the ring, as Seth scrambles back up the ramp to safety. John laughing as he commended Dean on his actions with the hot dog cart. But their fun was short lived as Triple H and Stephanie came out to address the trio.
"That's an impressive mess. Who would've thought Ambrose and Cena back on the same page again? And here's the thing, you still wanna fight Seth Rollins. Well, you're gonna get the chance to fight Seth Rollins, but first, you're gonna have to fight each other. At the pay-per-view, Hell In A Cell, John Cena will go one-on-one with Dean Ambrose. The winner will not only get to face Seth Rollins, but will get face Seth Rollins inside Hell In A Cell."
"Which means either way, either John Cena or Dean Ambrose will go straight to hell." Stephanie said grinning.
And to emphasis the point of who will win the match, Dean grabbed John and planted him with "Dirty Deeds."
Tasha left the arena before she could seek out Colby, she needed to give him time to read her letter, and then figure out what he wanted to do about them. She was going to take Jon's advice, she was going to give Colby the benefit of the doubt.
She only had a few more episodes of SOA and Teen Wolf to film, so she was in a down mood when she returned to Smackdown on Thursday for the 15th Anniversary.