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Saturday morning Tasha woke up to the dogs yipping at her from the floor, sighing she got up. "Okay, okay, I'm up." She pulled on a pair of black sweats, her black Ugg boots, her Black and Brave hoodie and her Ambrose beanie. Clipping the leashes onto the dogs she took them down to the lobby and out the front doors; she waved enthusiastically to the fans that were mingling around the streets and took some time to walk over and sign autographs, as well as take a few pictures.
After the dogs had went to the bathroom and gotten their fill of attention from the fans, she went back upstairs, opening the door she found Colby awake and sitting on the couch.
"Hey, I ordered breakfast." He smiled at her as the dogs bounced over to him.
"Great, I'm starving."
She sat down beside him and the two ate, picking off of one another's plates as always. Colby of course had to share with the puppies as well, causing Tasha to smile and shake her head at him.
After a quick shower once she was done eating Tasha got dressed, it was nearly time to pick up her family from the airport. Colby stood up and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her lips lightly.
"You gonna go make sure everything is ready for me?" She questioned as she laid her head on his chest.
"Yes I am. I promise this will be a great birthday for Taylor."
"K. I'll see you at the arena." She kissed his lips before heading out the door. Climbing into the limo that was awaiting her she directed the driver to the airport. When they arrived the driver opened the door and helped her out, she then headed inside to wait for her families plane to land.
Ten minutes later she was rushed by her daughter and family as they came out of the terminal. Tasha laughed as she hugged them all, picking her daughter up and kissing her cheek. Once the greetings were done they went and retrieved their bags, then Tasha took them out to the car.
"Happy birthday, sis." Tasha said as she motioned to the black stretch limo.
"Oh my God, no way!" Taylor screamed as she jumped up on her sister. "You are the coolest sister ever!"
Tasha laughed as she ushered her family into the limo while the driver put the bags in the trunk. As they rode to the arena Tasha explained to them what was going on that day.
"Okay, so I know you don't like surprises, Tay, so I didn't throw you a party." She saw her sister's face fall slightly, even though Taylor didn't like surprises, she still figured her sister would do something for her. "But, I did get Vince to lend me the arena for today. Since tomorrow is your actual birthday and we can't do much because of TLC, I decided we would have a little scavenger hunt today."
"A scavenger hunt?" Her sister asked.
"Yep. I have things spread out all over the arena, clues that lead to your birthday presents. All you have to do is follow the clues to the locations and you get your gifts. Sound fun?"
"Yeah, sounds like a lot of fun." Taylor said smiling, she'd never had a scavenger hunt before.
When they arrived at the arena Tasha lead her family in through the doors to hers and Colby's locker room. Once they had stowed their bags she handed Taylor her first envelope. "Okay, so your first clue is in there. Mom, dad and Kenny will be with you if you need help. Dad, you've got the camera?"
"Yep, I'm the video guy today." Her dad chuckled.
"Okay, so as soon as I leave, open the envelope." Tasha smiled before taking her daughter's hand and leaving the room.
Once her sister left Taylor opened the envelope and pulled out the card containing the first clue. "I know you don't like scary things, so I hope this first clue doesn't make you cringe. To find your first present and the next clue, locate a lunatic on the fringe."
Taylor thought for a moment and smiled as she jumped up and down, "I know what it is. It's Dean. Dean Ambrose the Lunatic fringe."
The group ran out of the locker room in search of Dean, whom they found outside of the guys locker room leaning against the wall. He smiled as he held out a wrapped present for Taylor. "Happy birthday, little T."
Taylor smiled as she opened the gift finding a black leather jacket with a Batman symbol on the back, and above it in yellow stitching were the words, 'Ms. Batman.' "Thank you, Jon, I love it!" She squealed before giving him a kiss on the cheek and a hug.
"You're very welcome, little T. And here's your next clue." He said handing her the next envelope.
The game went on like that for the next hour, Taylor getting gifts from nearly the entire roster. Cute clothes from the Divas, awesome accessories for her car and motorcycle (which puzzled her as she didn't have one yet), and games for her X-box and PlayStation.
Her third to last clue lead her to the superstar wardrobe where Mikaze gave her a deep purple velvet trench coat embroidered with Birthday Girl on the back.
After receiving her next clue from Mikaze she opened it and read the card, "Your last gift you'll find with an architect that created a shield of injustice."
Taylor smirked as she headed down the hall, she knew exactly who she was looking for. When she walked into the interviewer's area she found The Architect Seth Rollins waiting for her. "Found you, Architect."
Colby smiled as he handed her a small black box, "Happy birthday little sis."
She gasped as she opened the box to find a diamond encrusted Batman symbol on a titanium chain. "Oh my Lord. Cole, I love it so much. Thank you." She started to tear up a little as she gave him a hug.
"You're so welcome." He said taking the necklace and clasping it around her neck. "So, you have one more clue to decipher. Walk past a gorilla, through a curtain of black, stand on a stage that only a select few ever will and see the world through your sister's eyes."
Taylor thought for a moment on everything her sister ever showed her and taught her about wrestling. After a minute she smiled at Colby, "The ring. The end of the hunt is in the ring."
Colby smiled as he lead them through the gorilla position, past the curtain and out onto the stage.
"Happy birthday!"
Taylor laughed as she saw her sister and the rest of the roster in the ring, a huge cake shaped like Batman sitting in the center. Before she walked down the ramp she took a moment to imagine what her sister felt like, standing on that stage and staring out at thousands of people every night. Then she walked down the ramp and climbed the stairs, going through the ropes and hugging her sister.
"Happy birthday, sis. I hope it was a good one." Tasha said as she smiled at her little sister.
"It was amazing. Thank you so much."
"Okay, make a wish and blow out your candles."
Taylor closed her eyes and made a wish, then blew out the 22 candles on the cake. She smiled as everyone cheered for her, these were her friends and her extended family. No matter how she felt sometimes, she was never truly alone. Taylor helped her sister cut up the cake and hand it out to everyone, before she sat down in the ring with her own.
"So, Tay, what did you wish for?" Brie asked her.
"I wished that one day I could see the world through my sister's eyes." She said smiling over at Tasha.
Tasha took out her phone and started a live video on Instagram, being sure not to show everyone that was in the ring, as it would ruin the kayfabe of the show. Not that any of them had ever cared.
"Hey everyone, it's Siren again. So today is a special one, it is this girl's birthday, my little sister, Taylor." She smiled as she wrapped an arm around Taylor and pulled her into her side, Taylor giving a small wave to the camera.
"So I have had a lot of fans ask me how I got my start in wrestling, and the truth is this girl right here. She has stood behind me and encouraged me since day one, and I would never have had the guts to follow my dreams if she hadn't pushed me to."
Taylor gave a bright smile as she read a few of the comments that were being posted by the fans; one in particular making her laugh, it read, 'Are you guy's twins?'
Tasha laughed, "Well, if it wasn't for the 8 year age difference between us, I would say yes we are. No, we're not twins but we do look like it, so we've taken to calling one another our doppelgängers. Anyway, thank y'all for tuning in to this special moment. I am going to start doing a live video once or twice a week, probably during RAW and Smackdown, so stay tuned for that. Have a great day and I will see you all tomorrow night for TLC. Love you. Bye."
As always Tasha ended the video with a kiss, before they finished up the cake; then together they rounded up all of Taylor's gifts and headed back to the hotel. When they all had gotten ready they went out for a birthday dinner. Tasha had gotten them a private room at an Italian restaurant so that all of them could be together without prying eyes.
After thinking about what her sister had wished for, she snuck out for a moment and called Vince. Telling him her idea, he agreed to allow her to do it before the pay-per-view started the following night.
When she got back to the table she smiled as she looked around at her family and friends. This was why she never took her life for granted. She was thankful and blessed to have such a great family and wonderful friends, and a job that allowed her to do these things for her family.
The next morning Tasha met up with her family and had a nice breakfast with just them. After that they went back up to the room and got ready to go to the arena, there was a lot of preparing to do before the show started.
When they got there Tasha headed to the meeting with Colby to find out what the agenda for the night was. When that was through she went to see Mikaze who said he had a new outfit for her that night. As he brought it out she grinned, "Oh, yeah. That is definitely me."
"Embrace your dark side honey." Mikaze told her with a smile.
She took the outfit, kissing him on the cheek before heading back to the locker room. Sitting it down on the bench Colby tried to lift the lid and take a peek, but Tasha smacked his hand, pointing her finger at him. "You can wait like everybody else."
Everyone laughed as Colby glowered at her, rubbing the back of his hand. "Shouldn't I take precedence as the boyfriend?"
"When we're allowed to be together all the time, you will. Until then, patience."
"Patience is not one—"
"One of your virtues I know, babe." Tasha said pouting her lips at him. "But it's so cute when you try." She smiled before kissing his lips.
There was a knock on the door and a tech hollering, "Ten minutes. Siren they're ready for you."
"Okay better get you guys to your seats." Tasha said before leading her family outside where a security guard was waiting to take them there. "Tay, wait. Not you." She said taking her sister's hand. "Come with me."
She took her sister who was thoroughly confused up to the gorilla position where Colby, Jon and Joe were waiting for them. "Stay right here."
Taylor was thrown as she watched her sister take a mic and walk out through the curtain. She heard the roar of the crowd as Siren walked onto the stage, even though they weren't on TV yet, the fans didn't seem to care.
"Hey little T, you're gonna need this." Jon said before holding out the purple jacket she had gotten yesterday.
Taylor put it on albeit still very confused as she listened to her sister speaking over the mic.
Siren smiled as she stood atop the stage, she was thrilled she got to do this for her sister. "Hey, everybody. You guys ready for TLC?" The crowd cheered. "Okay, well before we get the show started there's something I wanted to do. Tonight is my little sister's birthday, and I'm so glad that she gets to spend it here with me. Her birthday wish was that she wanted to see the world through my eyes. So, will you guys please welcome my little sister, Taylor!"
Taylor was wide eyed as Colby ushered her through the curtain, she stepped out on the stage to the roar of the fans who started chanting "Happy birthday!"
"Pretty cool, huh?" Tasha asked her sister as she stared around at the thousands of fans.
"This is amazing!" Taylor said.
"We're not done yet." Tasha smiled, taking her sister's hand they walked down the ramp and got into the ring where a table was set up and covered by a black cloth "Now, in order for you to really see the world through my eyes, there's one thing you're missing."
Tasha pulled the cloth off of the table to reveal a Women's championship belt with Siren's plates on it, and at the bottom where the name should be it said, "World's Greatest Sister."
"This is an exact replica of the very first championship I ever won in WWE. I could never have won that title without the love and support from my family and from you. You have stuck beside me my entire life, when everyone else was laughing at my dreams to be a wrestler, you encouraged me. You helped me practice my moves, helped me pick a name and a character, which turned out to be the real me. You are my little sister, my Doppelgänger and my best friend. Happy birthday."
"Thank you." Taylor said as she cried, hugging her sister tight.
After they parted Tasha lead Taylor out of the ring and over to her seat, helping her over the barricade and handing her the title. "Have fun. I'll see you all later." Tasha leaned over and kissed her daughter before she ran back up to the top of the ramp.
"Alright everyone, it's show time!" The crowd cheered as the pyro started going off and Siren ran backstage.
After returning to her locker room to get ready Siren sat down on the couch with Seth to watch the opening match, featuring Luke Harper vs. Dolph Ziggler for the Intercontinental Championship. Being as it was a ladder match, there was no reason for Siren to be ringside with Dolph. Creative was slowly trying to end the storyline of Siren and Ziggler that they had started, being as she and Seth were having their interactions as of late.
Siren winced as she watched Dolph get beat up and tossed around the ring by Harper. It was a particularly brutal match, even Seth was cringing as he sat beside her. The crowd however was behind Dolph all the way, as he was the hometown hero of Cleveland.
By the end of the match Siren could see the tell-tale signs of the brutality of the match showing on Dolph's body. But Dolph managed to persevere over Harper and climb the ladder to claim the Intercontinental Championship once more. Both Siren and Seth clapping for their friend as he pulled the title down off the hook, holding it high as the arena erupted into cheers.
"I gotta go get ready. I'll see you out there, my love." She kissed Seth before standing up from the couch and leaving the locker room.
Siren headed down to the makeup area and sat down letting the ladies fix her up. As usual they lined her eyes in black letting her blue eyes stand out and curled the ends of her hair. After adding a dash of lip gloss to her lips she thanked the girls and headed off to gorilla to find John. She spotted him standing off to the side with Nikki, whose match was up after John's.
"Hello, lovebirds." Siren said as she walked up to the two giving them a bright smile. "You ready, J?"
"Always." He smirked.
After a moment Nikki pulled Siren off to the side for a moment, "I just wanted to say thank you. I promised John that I wouldn't get in the way of your friendship, and you have been really cool about all of this. So, thank you."
"Nikki, yes I love John, that's something that will never change. But I'm in love, with someone else. You make him so happy, and that's all I've ever wanted for him. You're my friend girl, I love you just as much as I love him. So, thank you, for letting me keep my best friend and for giving me another cool as hell girlfriend."
"You're welcome." Nikki laughed as the two shared a hug.
Seth walked up at that moment, his eyes finding Siren and locking on her new outfit for the night. "Damn." He mumbled as he took in her black leather pants that laced up the sides, her black motorcycle boots and her crop top John Cena t-shirt. He would much rather her be wearing his shirt, but that was all in good time, she'd be with him soon.
Before the match started John and Siren watched Paul Heyman walk down to the ring, of course he wanted to see the outcome. Siren rolled her eyes as Seth walked past her with a grin as he headed out to the ring with J&J. She heard John's music and smiled bright as the two walked out onto the stage, saluting the fans before they ran down and slid into the ring. She turned smiling and waving to her family, they were seated just behind the announcer's.
As the match got underway Siren kept her eyes locked on J&J, being as this was a tables match there would be no disqualifications. So, it was only a matter of time before they interfered and Siren was ready to take them out if need be. And she received her opportunity shortly after when J&J attacked John outside of the ring. While John was occupied with Rollins, Siren nailed Noble with a super-kick taking him out, then sent a running Mercury up over her shoulder where he crashed down in the timekeepers area.
However they got a bit of revenge on her minutes later, while she was preoccupied watching the fight between John and Seth, both men grabbed her by the arms and sent her crashing back first into the barricade. Siren hit the floor clutching her back and head, while J&J climbed into the ring to assist Rollins in taking out John.
Mocking his time spent with The Shield, Seth called for the "triple power-bomb" as J&J hefted John up onto Seth's shoulders. But John managed to fight out of it and knock Seth out of the ring, he then picked up both members of J&J and deliver a double AA to them through the table. Siren got up in time to see both Rollins and John go crashing through 2 tables on the opposite side of the ring. She locked eyes with the ref Mike Chioda, asking him who went through first, but he had no idea, it seemed as though they went through at the same time.
Two more ref's came down to the ring to help him decide, one holding up Rollins' arm declaring him the winner and the other holding up John's as the winner. Mike decided the only thing to do was to restart the match, which he did and Rollins went immediately on the attack.
He cleared off the announcer's table, but before he had a moment to capitalize on it John hoisted him up and delivered an AA on top of the announcer's table. "Shit!" Siren cursed when the table didn't break under Rollins' weight. "John, it didn't break." She told him as he got up and pulled another table out from under the ring and pushed it inside under the ropes.
However just as he got the table set up on the second rope, the giant 500 pound traitor Big Show came lumbering down to the ring, his eyes set on John. Making a horrible decision that would ultimately land her in the hospital, Siren threw caution to the wind and rolled into the ring. She shoved John out of the way as Show reached for him, instead his hand closed over her throat. He smirked deciding that she would make as good of an example as Cena would have. Siren's hands held onto Show's wrist as his grip tightened on her throat preparing to slam her through the table, but just then a heavenly sound met her ears.
The Big Dog's music.
She smiled as she glanced out of the corner of her eye to see Roman walking down the stairs towards the ring, moving quickly as he saw her in Show's grasp. Show made a smart decision when he let her go, her body crumpling to the mat as she clutched her throat. She rolled out of the ring and looked back to see Roman climb inside and immediately attack Show. The Big Dog hit him with a superman punch followed by a spear that sent Show crashing through the table behind him.
"Roman, look out!" She yelled alerting him to Rollins who had climbed into the ring with his briefcase to attack him.
Roman turned in time to avoid the briefcase hit by Rollins, instead nailing Rollins with the superman punch. That was followed by John hoisting Rollins up on his shoulders and slamming him down through the table in the corner to win the match.
Roman hugged Siren, kissing the top of her head before he rolled out of the ring and walked up the ramp. Siren turned and raised John's hand as the two of them stared down Paul Heyman.
Siren waited just inside the curtain for Seth as J&J helped him backstage, she smiled as he slung his arm around her shoulders as they walked back to the locker room.
"Well, that was fun." He commented as they sat down on the couch. "Are you okay?"
She nodded, "Yeah. Back's a little sore, but I'll live."
"I'll give you a massage when we get back to the hotel."
"Well, how can I say no to that?" She smirked as she leaned over and gave him a kiss. "You're so good to me."
"You deserve it and so much more." Seth smiled as he hugged her to his side.
Siren couldn't help but smile as she looked up at Seth, there was nothing but complete love in her eyes for him. She had fallen for him and she had fallen hard, more than she ever had for a man before.
"What?" Seth asked with a smile as he saw her watching him.
"What did I ever do to deserve you?"
"If anyone should be asking that question, it should be me." He said looking down at her.
"You showed me love, more than anyone ever has. You earned not only my love, but my trust. That means more than anything to me." She admitted.
"And I will never lose it again. You have my word on that." He promised her.
"I know." She said with a nod.
Before long it was time for the last match of the night, Siren kissed Seth before she stood up from the couch.
"Be careful." Seth told her.
"Always do." She smiled before she headed out to meet up with Dean, who was carrying a small ladder with him. "What? Are there not enough ladders down there for you, you gotta bring your own?"
"Of course. You can never have too many." He smirked.
The two of them grinned as they walked out onto the stage, Dean carrying the ladder down to the ring and tossing it inside. Siren knocked fists with him as he climbed into the ring and she took her place over by the announcer's table. She could hear her daughter hollering behind her, "that's my mommy," and couldn't help but smile.
As the bell rung it was clear that Dean was going to decimate Bray in this match as he immediately went on the attack. She had to move out of the way as Dean sent Bray over the top of the table. He then climbed up on the table and ran across them launching himself onto Bray and sending Wyatt over the barricade. The two continued to brawl through the crowd, Dean punishing his own body as he forced Bray back to the ring.
From then on it was brutal fight as the two beat one another with chairs and ladders, in and out of the ring for nearly 30 minutes. Dean even threw caution to the wind at one point when he laid Bray on the announcer's table and launched himself off of a ladder, driving his elbow through Bray's chest. Despite his depleted energy, he managed to get Bray back into the ring where he planned to end the match.
"Dean, wait, wait, wait! Don't do that!" Siren screamed as he picked up one of the monitors and ran towards Bray with it. Instead of it smashing across Bray's skull, the wires yanked free of the device, sending a shower of sparks into Dean's face, momentarily blinding him. This allowed Bray to grab Dean and deliver "Sister Abigail" picking up the victory.
Siren slid into the ring immediately and kneeled down beside Dean. She held his hands away from his face as the trainer's came down to check him out and then helped the two of them backstage as the pay-per-view came to a close.
Once they were in the back Colby ran up to them immediately taking Jon's arm, "Jesus Christ, bro. What the hell were you thinking?"
"I wasn't." Jon joked as Colby and Tasha helped him back to his locker room. He still had small white dots in his vision, but it was slowly coming back clearer.
"Obviously." Tasha commented as she and Colby set him down on the bench.
They stayed with him until Renee came in to take care of him, they agreed to meet up at the cars after everyone had showered and changed.
Tasha and Colby came back to the locker room just as security was bringing her family back to meet up with them. They took her family into the locker room to hang out while the Tasha and Colby each took showers and got ready to go. Once Jon, Renee and Joe had shown up, the group headed out to the cars that they would drive to the next town.
As always they stopped within a half hour from the next town and traded cars, Colby always rode in a separate car from the others, Tasha kissing him goodbye before he left, he'd get there first and head up to the room. As Tasha and her family rode in another car, her mother asked her how she felt about things with Colby lately.
"How do you deal with not being able to be around him in public, sweetheart?"
Tasha sighed as she sat with her daughter on her lap. "It's hard, but we're making it work. Our friends have been helping us out." She said smiling at the three superstars in the car behind her. "We usually head to the hotel separately, one of us gets the room and the other meets them there. After shows Daryl usually parks in the back of the building by the rigs where Colby can get inside without being seen. Everybody has been trying hard to help us out so we can be together."
"So, when are they gonna work it out so that you can be together all the time?" Her dad questioned, all he wanted was his daughter's happiness and it was clear that Colby was that for her.
"Soon, hopefully. Because of our antics in the ring and our backstage segments together, Paul and Vince are really trying to push our storyline. We're hoping within the next couple of months. I'll probably have to betray one of my friends and make a heel turn, but I'm willing to do anything to be with him."
"Well, you all seem to be able to separate your personal lives from your on-camera lives, so I think you'll be okay." Her sister said, smiling as she held the title in her lap.
"Yeah. Most likely it'll be John that I have to betray, since our storyline is connected to Seth right now. But after all we've been through, I think he'll understand."
"He loves you still." Her mother said. "Not romantically, but he loves you as his best friend. I'm sure it'll be fine."
"Yeah, I'm sure it will." Tasha smiled as they arrived at the hotel. She got out first and headed inside to collect their room keys, after which she took her family to their room, then headed to her room where Colby was waiting for her.
"Hey, baby." He said as she came inside, laughter bubbling from his lips as Kailynn ran into the room and launched herself onto him. "Hey, munchkin. I missed you."
"I missed you too, Cole." She giggled.
"Alright pumpkin. Bath time then bed." Tasha said as she swept her laughing daughter up and took her in the bathroom.
Twenty minutes later she had her daughter clean and in bed, both she and Colby lying on the bed reading her a story. The two adults smiling as Kailynn snuggled into Colby's side as she drifted off to sleep.
After that Colby had Tasha lie on their bed and remove her shirt, while he picked up a bottle of lavender and chamomile oil. He knew her back was hurting and what better to relax her muscles than a nice massage.
Tasha smiled contently as she rested her chin on her hands, she didn't think she could get any luckier, but every day Colby did something that changed her mind again.
"So, I was thinking." Colby said as he rubbed the tension out of her shoulders.
"Oh, dear, is there smoke coming out of your ears?" She joked.
Colby smirked as he tickled her sides making her squirm, "I don't think I'd make fun of me, when I have you trapped underneath me."
Tasha laughed she tried to avoid his tickling fingers, but between his strong muscular legs, she couldn't move much. "Point taken. You were saying?"
"I was wondering how you'd feel about me, one day, maybe adopting Kailynn." He said softly not sure how she was going to react, but he was pleasantly surprised when she looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.
"You want to adopt my daughter?" Tasha's voice was thick with emotion as she spoke, she'd never even thought about Colby wanting to be Kailynn's dad.
"One day, yes, I'd like to be her legal dad. I have been around her since she was born and I love that little girl like she was my own." Colby moved over off of her and allowed her to roll over onto her back, her shirt covering her chest from his eyes. "Tasha, this is a forever thing, you and me. I care so much about both of you. I want us to be a family one day."
Tasha didn't know what to say, she had never imagined any of these words coming out of Colby's mouth. It wasn't that he was a bad guy, no he was a very good guy. She just knew how he had been before her and he was kind of a playboy. But I guess what they say about people changing for the better could be true.
"You know I'm gonna ask you to marry me one day, right?"
Again Tasha was floored, she let out a breath, giggling as she looked up into his brown eyes. There was nothing in his eyes to suggest he was lying. "And on that day, I will say yes." She admitted.
Colby leaned down and kissed her lips softly, after which the two of them crawled into bed and drifted off to sleep.
The next morning the group met up for breakfast, Joe, Jon and Tasha's father trying to hide Colby from prying eyes as they headed for the back of the hotel restaurant.
When breakfast was done everyone split up to do their daily routines before they'd head to the arena for RAW. Jon, Joe, Kenny and Jim went to the gym, Tasha's father was not in perfect shape, but pretty good for his forties. Colby headed off to the same gym, but tried to keep his distance from them so as not to arouse suspicion.
The ladies however took Kailynn out for a girl's day, visiting the mall to shop for Christmas presents since the holiday was coming up soon. Teresa and Taylor smiled as they watched Tasha and Renee sign autographs and take pictures with several fans that had noticed them.
"She really loves this." Taylor said as she watched her older sister smile with the fans.
"Yes she does. It's what makes her happy. She knows how it feels to be a fan, so she does everything to make her fans day." Her mother said as she saw the elated faces of the fans surrounding her daughter. This is what her daughter was meant to do with her life, and she couldn't be more proud of the woman her daughter had become.
Around 4 the group's all headed back to the hotel to grab their things and then went to the arena. As usual Nikki and Brie snatched up Kailynn as they walked through the doors, Tasha shaking her head as the trio ran off laughing.
"Does that happen often?" Teresa questioned.
"Almost every show when she's with me." Tasha laughed as they walked into the locker room. "I was hesitant at first, but I trust them. Most everybody back here are good people and they're my friend's, I trust them with my daughter."
"That's good. I'm just surprised that you're allowing Kailynn around Nikki." Teresa commented as she sat down on the couch, she knew the two women didn't have the best history because of John.
"I was skeptical of her at first, but we've put aside our issues. She knows that John is my best friend and that's it, if she wants him then she has to deal with me. Her dating John actually brought us closer together, she's a good friend to me, and she takes great care of Kailynn."
"That's wonderful. Good friends are hard to come by nowadays. You hold onto the ones you have."
"Yep. That's why we didn't let the bosses keep us apart." Tasha said as she looked over at Colby who had just come into the room.
"Hey everybody." Colby said as he set his bag down, then passed Tasha their scripts for the night. Not that they needed them, the two of them pretty much had a free-for-all every night, making up their own stuff. "We're gonna have fun tonight."
Tasha smirked as she looked over the schedule of matches and promos. "Oh, yeah, this is gonna be good."
The two of them got dressed in their gear while they chatted with Tasha's family. About 20 minutes before show time Tasha had security show her family to their seats, Kailynn kissing her mommy and Colby goodbye before she left.
Monday Night RAW in Detroit, Michigan kicked off with the return of Y2J Chris Jericho who was the guest GM for the show that night. Everyone backstage knew that it would be a very interesting night with him calling the shots.
Backstage Siren couldn't help but shake her head and smile, as she watched Chris lean against the ropes, a mile wide grin splitting his face as the fans went crazy for him. The two had a lot of history together, he was like a surrogate big brother to her, as were a lot of the guys backstage.
Jericho smirked as he leaned back against the ropes, while the fans chanted, "Y2J!"
Raising his mic with a grin he brought the whole arena to their feet with 5 simple words. "Welcome to RAW is Jericho! And I can't think of a better place to be, than right here in Detroit Rock City. Oh, yeah, I can feel it. I can feel the energy here tonight which is perfect, because tonight, Y2J is the special guest General Manager right here on RAW. Oh, yeah.
And tonight, I'm gonna make this show about all of you, about everybody here, about every single Jerichoholic in this arena tonight and watching at home, around the world. It's about all of you. And as you could see last week, because of all of you, I won a Slammy award once again for the Most Extreme Moment of the Year, diving off the top of the steel cage. And you are the guys who voted for me for that. And I thank all of you for doing so, thank you.
I can just stand here all night and listen to you guys chant Y2J, but I'll get in trouble. So I won the Slammy for the Most Extreme Moment of the Year. Unfortunately, I couldn't make it last week to RAW, but Fandango accepted my award for me. That's what I thought, I was sitting there and I said, "You know, I'll be damned if I'm gonna let some tangoing troll, some waltzing weirdo, some hurdy-gurdy horse's ass accept my award for a Slammy.
So, that's why I demand right now as the General Manager of RAW that Fandumbo, Fandumbat, Fandingo, Fandodgedurango, Fanwangotango, Fan, I see a little silhouette of a man, Scaramouche, Scaramouche, can you do the Fandango. Fandango. I demand that the man come out here right now, and give Y2J back my Slammy."
However it was not Fandango that came out, but instead a short, fat, rat-tailed man by the name of Paul Heyman. "You know, truth be told, confession on the table, I'm a Jerichoholic. Which is why I'm so used when people say speaking truth to power, I'm the power that people speak with. However tonight, Paul Heyman's not in power, because tonight, RAW is Jericho."
Paul climbs into the ring as the fans cheer for Chris. "If I may, I kind of find that ironic since one would think if you're going to have a guest General Manager on Monday Night RAW, wouldn't you put the man with the most spectacular track record of running exciting promotions in that—well, no disrespect to you Mr. Jericho, but wouldn't you put Paul Heyman in charge of Monday Night RAW? Now, I know that you just accepted the offer, and I'm sure it was a high dollar offer. You're very much in demand, but I do have a beef with you, Sir.
For you to win the extreme moment of the year, I mean I'm sure you campaigned on social media to win the award. I'm proud of you for doing so. I'm all about self-promotion myself, but come on, Mr. Jericho. If anybody deserved to accept the Slammy for anything about the word extreme…"
Paul smirks as the crowd starts chanting "ECW" which in all fairness, did it's best run when Paul Heyman was running the show. "I admit, Mr. Jericho, I'm not the Ayatollah of Rock and Roll—how do you do that without getting dizzy?" Paul asks as he grabs his head.
"You're gonna give yourself an aneurism." Chris smirks.
"But I, sir, I'm the father of the extreme concept. I am the grand poohbah of the hardcore's. I…"
"You are the walrus." Chris states earning a huge pop from the crowd. "You are the walrus, goo goo g'joob, and you're right, you did have me—give me my first big break in Extreme Championship Wrestling, that's true. But, in doing so, you also ripped me off, Paul. You owe me 200 dollars. Yeah, yeah, you owe me 200 dollars. You owe me 200 dollars since 1995. You had the Jericho best of tape, you showed it every week on TV, you owe me $200. Come on, give it to me. Come on. I want $200."
Chris proceeds to poke at Paul's body like he's looking for his wallet, until Paul smacks his hand like a little kid yelling, "Don't touch me. Get your hands off me. It's not funny. I'm not a fighter. I'm an advocate."
"So's Siren. She's a manager, one of the best, but unlike you she has no problem throwing down with anyone at any time." Chris smirks as the crowd cheers and he throws a wink to the camera knowing that Siren was backstage watching. The two were always giving one another plugs in their promos.
Paul rolls his eyes, "Now I'm not out here tonight to advocate on behalf of my client, the reigning, defending, undisputed WWE Heavyweight Champion of the world, Brock Lesnar. I'm here for more selfish reasons, Mr. Jericho. I'm here to advocate my own position, because later tonight, sir, on your show with your permission, I want to address this whole situation with Seth Rollins. Seth Rollins who had a chance to become a true Paul Heyman guy by taking John Cena out of the title equation at the Royal Rumble. Seth Rollins who could've knocked John Cena out of the number on contender ship, Seth Rollins who failed in his task last night, and I cannot wait to say this…"
Well, apparently Paul wasn't going to have to wait until later as the man himself, Seth Rollins came marching down to the ring with J&J Security, and he did not look happy with Heyman's words about him.
"What's that, Paul? Did I hear you say you couldn't wait to see Seth Rollins later tonight? Is that right, huh?" Seth climbed up into the ring, walking over and getting right up in Paul's face. "Did you have something you wanted to say to me, Paul, face-to-face, huh?"
"Um." Paul muttered as he stared down at the canvas. "Mr. Rollins, you're crowding me, sir."
"Oh, am I crowding you Mr. Heyman?" Seth said as he continued to walk forward, bumping Paul with his chest. "Is that what's going on?"
"Sir, I'm not a fighter. I'm not even a sports entertainer. I'm an advocate. So, in the interest of being reasonable, I'm going to take a step back." Which he does, moving back to stand against the ropes.
"Alright." Seth chuckles. "Alright, Paul. Let me ask you this. Last night at TLC, you were standing right there for my tables match with John Cena. You watched the whole thing. You saw me put John Cena through a table. You saw a WWE official raise my hand in victory. And once again, you saw that victory get taken away from me. Just like at Survivor Series, I had the match won for Team Authority. The Authority would still be in power if it wasn't for one man… the Vigilante himself, Sting.
And just like that, last night at TLC, I had John Cena right where I wanted him. And then all of a sudden, there's Roman Reigns. You know as well as I know, as well as John Cena knows, as well as all of these people know that John Cena cannot beat me on his own. John Cena needs help to beat Seth Rollins, because I am that damn good. John Cena, you know what, I've have enough of John Cena. John Cena wants to come out here all the time and talk about hustle, loyalty, respect, talk about how he's such a stand-up guy. You know what John Cena really is? You know what John Cena really is?
John Cena is a coward. Yeah, John Cena is a coward. He can't beat me without any help. He knows that. Do you understand me? And if John Cena is half the man that he thinks he is, then he will accept the challenge that I'm about to lay down. I want to challenge John Cena to a rematch. But not tonight."
Of course the fans boo this and Seth shakes his head, "No, hey, hey, hey. Hear me out. Hear me out. I went through hell last night in that tables match. When I am good and ready, I wanna face John Cena one-on-one…"
Seth doesn't get to finish his sentence as he is interrupted by the man in question, as well as Siren who grins as she and John head down to the ring and climb inside. Siren hands John a mic as she leans back against the ropes beside Jericho, the two leaning over to whisper to one another while the others talk.
Seth stands behind J&J as if they would protect him from Cena, whining about how he was robbed until Cena snapped and interrupted him.
"You shut your mouth, kid. Go play in the corner with the other kids. The grown men are in the ring right now. I wanna make something real clear. Just because you walk out here and put a microphone in your hand doesn't mean you got a set of testicles in your pants."
Over by Jericho, Siren bites her lip hiding her face behind her hand as she smiles. She almost felt bad for what John was saying, especially by the look on Seth's face, he hated it when someone talked down to him like he didn't deserve to be where he was.
"Here's what happened last night, we had a match and you lost. You put up a hell of a fight, but you lost. Yet you're out here whining and complaining and making excuses which means you still haven't learned what it's like to be a man. Because a man does not whine and complain and make excuses for defeat. A man simply picks himself up, dusts himself off and continues to fight."
John turns then to Heyman who has backed himself into the corner. "Even if that fight is with a beast." He turns back to Seth, "Now after I beat you last night at TLC, it was made official. The world knows at the Royal Rumble, I will face "the beast" Brock Lesnar, for the WWE Championship. And it is sure as hell gonna be one fight."
With that said he turned back around to fully face Seth with a smile on his face. "Well, I still showed up tonight looking for a fight though. And I couldn't help but overhear through all of your crap you say something about a rematch…"
"When I'm healthy… When I'm fully healthy, John…" Seth says.
"…which was actually one of the really nice things you said, because I was kind of feeling the same way. And you said—you said that I can't beat you with help. You're right. Because tonight, I need help. I can't make matches. So, if we're gonna do this rematch here tonight, we're gonna need somebody with the power to make that rematch happen."
Beside Siren, Chris has his finger on his lips like he's trying to think of who could help John.
"Where am I gonna find somebody who is in charge of Monday Night RAW?" John turns around and sees Siren motioning to Chris and he smiles, "Oh, well, hell, guys, it's Chris Jericho, Y2J. Chris, welcome back to Monday Night RAW."
"Well, thank you, John. And it just so happens I have the power to make matches here tonight on RAW. So you want Cena versus Rollins rematch, you got one." Chris waves off Seth as he curses the man out, "I know you went through hell. I know you're tough. I know you're beat up and tough, but as everyone knows, I always have an agenda."
He walks over and slings his arm around Siren's neck, "And this beautiful, smoking hot woman right here gave me a great idea for a match, one that would insure no outside help for either of you. So, how about we make this match… in a steel cage."
Siren wiggles her eyebrows at Seth as she points to the roof above them where the cage hung ominously over the ring.
"See you later on tonight, Seth." John chuckles as he and Siren roll out of the ring and walk back up the ramp.
Behind them they can hear Seth fuming in the ring, "This is what you wanted? You got to be kidding me. You got to be kidding me. You have—hey, you got to be kidding me. Who do you think you are, huh?" He says spinning around to look at Chris. "You walk in here, thinking you run the place. Thinking you own the place. You are the worst General Manager of all time. You are worse than that stupid computer, you are worse than Daniel Bryan. You know what it is, guys? He's jealous. Chris Jericho is jealous of me. I get it. I understand. You are—you are nothing compared to me. You are—you are so rusty. You've been on tour. You don't even know what it's like. I went through hell in that tables match last night. You know what?"
Seth says looking Chris up and down. "Yeah, you're jealous of me. You're jealous. You wanna do it yourself, but you can't. You know what, you couldn't even beat the janitor, Chris. You're out of shape, you're out of form. You couldn't even beat the popcorn salesman here in the Joe. Hell, you couldn't even beat Paul Heyman. This is ridiculous. I went through hell last night… I can't believe…"
"Oh, hold on. Hold on." Chris says pausing Seth's ranting. "Just calm down, man. Calm down. The popcorn guy is a ninja, that's true, but I think—I think I can beat Paul Heyman."
Seth starts cackling, "Now, I'm actually pretty positive, Chris. I—I really don't think you can beat Paul Heyman."
"Oh, no. I think I can beat Paul Heyman."
"Wait. Paul Heyman is an advocate. Paul Heyman's not a—he's not a—he's not a fighter. He…"
"Yeah. But you—came out here and made a point. And you gave me an idea. I really think that I could beat Paul Heyman. Am I the only one here that thinks I could beat Paul Heyman, huh?"
"Hold it." Paul says getting into the conversation finally. "For the record, I think you can beat Paul Heyman. Change the subject."
"No. No. No. I think this is—this is kind of fun, right?" Chris asks the crowd who cheers at the idea of him whipping Paul Heyman's ass. "This is RAW is Jericho. We're gonna have some fun tonight. So tonight, two big main events, huge main events. We got Seth Rollins versus John Cena in a cage. And we got Y2J versus Paul Heyman here tonight. And on top of that, I want you to get out your smartphones, go to the WWE app and choose what kind of a match Heyman and Jericho are gonna have tonight, because when we're done, Heyman will never… ever… be the same, again."
Siren stands backstage waiting for Seth to come back through the curtain, quickly taking his hand and pulling him to one of the backstage areas for a promo.
"What are we doing?" Seth asked as he saw the camera crew.
"We're playing off what just happened in the ring. I need your dark side for this one." She said.
Seth smirked as he saw the twinkle in her eyes, he knew the dark side that she meant. "Okay, let's do it."
Siren was walking through the backstage area smirking at a job well done, she'd managed to get under Rollins' skin once again and she was very proud of herself. She heard someone stomping up behind her, their pace very quick and she had an inkling of who it was.
"Siren! What the hell is the matter with you?"
She turned around to find a completely irate Seth Rollins stalking up to her. "Why Seth, I'm not sure what you mean?"
"You know what the hell I mean. I'm talking about that steel cage crap you gave Jericho. What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Giving you what you want." She said crossing her arms over her chest with a smile. "You said John couldn't beat you without help, so I merely took that option out of the equation. Now, you can prove that you can beat him fair and square. Unless you can't handle it?"
Seth snapped, shoving her back against the wall roughly, his hands smacking the wall on either side of her shoulders. "I can handle John Cena." Seth stated his breathing rapid, his chest pulsing with his anger for her. "You're the one that can't seem to handle things."
"Oh, really? What can't I handle?" She said with a smile as she looked up at him.
"Me. I mean, that's why you keep targeting me isn't it? You want me and you can't handle it."
Siren laughed, "You're kidding me right? You think I… can't handle… you?"
"Sweetheart, you couldn't handle me with both hands." Seth grinned.
Siren smirked as she leaned forward pressing her body into his, her eyes dropping to his lower region before moving back up to his face. "Baby, I wouldn't need both to handle you."
In the arena the crowd visibly flinched before they cheered, they all knew she was taking jabs at the size of Seth's package, after several naked photos of him surfaced on the internet.
Seth's body ignited as anger flooded through his veins like liquid fire, reaching up he wrapped his left hand around her throat lightly and shoved her back against the wall. He wanted to hit her, he was that angry, but there was something underneath his anger for her, attraction. So instead of releasing his anger with violence, he did the only other thing he could think of, he kissed her.
Siren was shocked as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers in a dominating kiss. Despite herself she gave into the kiss, fisting her hands in his shirt and pulling him closer to her.
Seth felt her give in and internally smiled, this was just what he wanted her to do. Releasing her throat he ran his hands down her sides and grabbed under her thighs lifting her up, her legs wrapping around his waist as he held her against the wall. Her hands left his shirt and ran up his chest to his neck, tangling in his hair. He wrapped his hand lightly around her throat once more and squeezed gently, as soon as he heard the first small moan leave her throat he knew he had won. He dropped her legs back down to the floor and backed up from her with a sinister grin, "Thank you for proving my point. You want me, Siren."
Siren stood breathing heavy as Seth walked away from her, she was pissed at herself for giving into the kiss. But even more, she was pissed that he was right.
After the cameras had cut off Siren grabbed Seth's hand and pulled him down the hallway until she found an empty room and shoved him inside, closing and locking the door behind her.
Seth smirked as he saw the flush on her neck and cheeks, he loved that he was the only one to turn her on to the point where she wanted to fuck him immediately.
"We're adding to the work rules, no biting for you and no choking for me." She said breathlessly as she shoved him back against the table behind him, instantly claiming his mouth once again.
Ten minutes later the two were redressing when Seth glanced over at her with a satisfied smile. "Feel better, now?"
"Much." She said with a contented sigh as she wrapped her arms around his waist and gave him a light kiss. "Thank you."
"No, thank you. That was amazing. I know we made work rules, but I'd gladly break them again to have that happen."
Siren giggled as she laid her head on his chest, his chin resting on the top of her head. "Hey, you know I was just kidding right?"
"About what, baby?"
"About your size. I know all the bullshit comments people have made because of those pictures, and I was not making fun of you."
"I know. I'm not a big guy, it's all good." He said shrugging his shoulders.
"It is all good. You're not small, Cole, despite what people say. You're actually the perfect size because you fit perfectly in me. And besides, like the saying goes, "It's not the size that matters, it's how you use it." And baby, I have absolutely no complaints whatsoever."
Seth felt his ego inflate with her words, he no longer gave a fuck what anyone said, as long as his woman loved him the way he was, that was all that mattered to him.
Siren kissed him goodbye then headed up to the upper corridor to meet up with Roman who was set to make his return to RAW in a few minutes. He shook his head as she passed the security guards and walked up to him, "You two are gonna give the fans heart attacks."
"We're trying." She smirked. "It's fun playing both good and bad. You ready to blow the roof off of this place?"
"Always." He smiled. As they stood there he noticed a twinkle in her eye that hadn't been there this morning, and a somewhat secret smile that came over her face as she stood there thinking about something. "You two fucked didn't you? Before you came up here?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about, Lee." She said evasively as she stood beside him.
"Yeah, right." He said seeing the knowing smile on her face. He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "I can smell him on you and I'm not meaning his cologne."
"Lee!" Siren laughed as she shoved him away from her, thanking God that the fans milling around couldn't hear them. "Let's go pervert." She said knocking fists with him as his music cued up.
The crowd went ballistic as Siren lead Roman down the stairs, both of them knocking fists with the fans as they went. She jumped over the barricade followed by Roman, the two of them climbing in the ring, their appearance interrupted Fandango and he turned to them with his mic raised. But before he could speak, Roman cocked his fist and nailed him in the mouth with it, followed by a spear that knocked him out of the ring.
Roman then picked up the mic lying in the corner nodding to the fans that were chanting for him. "I'm…"
He was interrupted then by Big Show, who felt the need to come out and voice his opinion. But he was cut off by Roman who smirked as he looked up the ramp at him. "Show, I'm telling you right now, you come down to this ring, and I'ma hit you in the mouth."
"Oh, I'd like to see you do that, pretty boy. Everybody's excited that you're back on RAW, but you made one little mistake. You put your hands on me last night so, I'm sorry, pretty boy, but I'm gonna have to put you back on the injured reserve list, you feel me?"
Show tosses down the mic and walk over climbing up on the ring apron, only to be hit dead in the mouth by Roman's superman punch. Roman and Siren stand in the ring laughing as Show tosses the steel steps around like a little kid throwing a temper-tantrum.
"You punch like a bitch!" Show yelled up to Roman.
"You're acting like a bitch!" Roman threw back.
The two proceeded to talk shit to one another as Show backed up the ramp. Roman smirks cockily as he wipes off his knuckles, and pretends to put his fist back into its holster. Siren shook her head at Roman as he gave his trademark sideways smirk to the crowd, making all of the women out there scream.
"One of these days you're gonna start a riot with that smirk." She said.
"I'm adorable, I can't help it." He smirked.
The two of them climbed out of the ring and Roman walked over behind the announcer's table to give Kailynn a fist bump and a hug. She waved to him and her mom as they headed back up the ramp.
Siren laughed as the two of them walked backstage together, "She loves you. You are the coolest Uncle ever to her."
"I love her too. She's my niece, I kinda feel like her Godfather, you know?"
"Yeah I know." Siren smiled as an idea popped into her head, but she'd have to wait till tomorrow when they were all together and had some time to relax.
Siren stood off to the side of the interview area where Seth was currently talking to Renee, she was concerned as she saw the small split in the middle of his bottom lip and the one on the left side of his top lip bleeding once again. No doubt caused by their impromptu make out session during the promo.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guest at this time, Seth Rollins."
Seth stepped into the camera view, moving the hair off of his face. "Renee, look, before you even get started, I just wanna say that this is getting ridiculous. A short 24 after—24 hours after my hellacious match with John Cena at TLC and I'm expected to be in a steel cage match tonight with the same John Cena—the same John Cena that has cost me two of the biggest matches of my career in the last two months. And do you know who that happened? Because this place is a mad house, Renee. Everyone's— everyone's running around doing whatever we want. It's crazy, it's lawless. Nobody's safe—the only reason I feel safe is cause I got J&J here. You're not safe. The supposed people in power aren't even safe.
You saw what happened to Chris Jericho out there. I mean, Chris ran his mouth and he kind of deserved what he got, but that's not the point. The point is this place is missing something we need, the guidance and the control of The Authority. We need The Authority back in power. I am in no condition to perform. Any normal man wouldn't even be here tonight. He wouldn't even be standing on his feet, he'd be lying in a hospital bed somewhere, but I, I am no normal human being. I'm gonna summon the courage to go out there tonight, finish what I started at TLC. And in the process, I am going to teach John Cena a lesson that he will not soon forget."
"One question, Seth." Renee said before he could walk away. "Do you have a comment on what transpired between you and Siren earlier tonight backstage?"
That cocky smirk that had become his trademark came across his face, "I said all I needed to, Renee. Why don't you ask Siren for a comment, I'd love to hear what she thought about it."
Siren stood in gorilla with Seth as the cage was lowered from the roof onto the ring. She sighed as she looked over at Seth, "Please, be careful."
"I will. And you do the same."
"Always." She said with a smile, kissing his lips lightly as his music cued up and he walked through the curtain.
Seth strode to the ring, surprised as he heard quite a few of the fans cheering for him. He was visibly bothered as he climbed into the cage and stripped off his shirt.
A moment later Cena's music came on, John and Siren coming out onto the stage. As always they saluted the fans before they made their way down to the ring, Siren keeping a close eye on J&J as she always did as John climbed into the cage. The ref locked the door behind John and the bell was rung starting the match.
Immediately Seth ran for the side and started to climb, he wanted out of that cage, but John caught him as he reached the top and pulled him back down. The two brawled inside the cage, each of them bouncing one another off of the steel multiple times.
Siren smiled as she looked over at her family, her mom, daughter and sister were cheering for Seth, while her father and Kenny cheered for John. She saw her dad flinch when Seth landed face first on the mat, he was starting to realize that they did actually get hurt during their matches. She shook her head as she watched both Seth and John tackle one another as they tried to get out the door first.
She saw Mercury climbing the side of the cage, so she ran over and grabbed ahold of his leg preventing him from climbing any further. "John!" Cena nodded as he grabbed Seth and shoved him into the cage, successfully knocking Mercury to the floor.
As John as Rollins down he made for the door, but it was closed and held there by Noble. John smirked as he climbed through the ropes, putting all of his weight against the door he shoved it open, sending Noble flying to the ground. But before he could escape Seth jumped up on the ropes and grabbed John, pulling him up to the top rope looking for a superplex. But John countered and the two started hammering away on one another with their fists.
John managed to grab Seth by his hair and slam his face into the cage multiple times. Rollins fell back down to the mat, as he got up on his knees he was slammed back into the canvas by John who delivered a leg drop from the top rope onto the back of Rollins' neck.
Siren was flabbergasted as Seth once again kicked out of the hold, he was resilient and tough, she would give him that. She smirked as she heard the split crowd chanting, one side with "let's go, Cena!" and the other side with "let's go, Rollins!"
After that point John slammed Seth's face into the cage and both men were lying on the ground. John was clawing his way towards the door, but he was deterred by Mercury who slammed the door in his face, nailing John in the head. Seth went for the cover, but miraculously John kicked out. After that Seth was lining him up for the curb stomp, but John countered it and locked the STFU onto Rollins.
Seth struggled to reach the door with John holding onto him, J&J of course decided to lend their hands as they grabbed Seth's arms. For moments it was a tug of war between J&J and Cena, with Rollins being the proverbial rope between them. But they were taken out by Siren as she launched her body into them, sending both men to the ground. But Noble bounced back up, quickly grabbing Seth's briefcase and tossing it inside the cage before the door was shut again.
Seth heard J&J hollering to him and that's when he noticed the briefcase sitting by the door, he clambered his way over and grabbed it. He moved to hit John with it, but Cena saw it and managed to duck out of the way, bouncing off the ropes and hitting Rollins with a clothesline. The two then traded blows in the middle of the ring, neither one of them giving an inch, until Seth got free and nailed John in the head with the briefcase.
"John! Get up!" Siren yelled as she saw Seth starting to climb the cage. "He's climbing out! Get up!"
John forced himself to his feet and shakily he climbed up the side of the cage, managing to grab onto Seth's hair preventing him from dropping down the other side. John drug Seth back into the ring and delivered a devastating AA from the top rope, both men slamming into the canvas.
Siren ran over to the door trying to will John over to it, when she heard a sound that turned her blood to ice in her veins. Brock Lesnar's theme. Just like before she started to panic, her breath leaving her in short gasps, backing away from the door as Brock came out onto the stage. In her haste to get as far away as she could, she tripped over her feet and tumbled down onto her back. She could see Brock's grin as he saw the reaction that he invoked in her, he loved her fear, he fed off of it.
Brock climbed into the ring looking between Cena and Rollins, before he grabbed John and delivered three suplex' in a row to him. Then Brock picked up John and delivered a vicious F5 to him for good measure.
Thinking that he was next on the beasts list, Seth got to his feet, concerned he glanced outside the cage to make sure Siren was okay. He saw her curled in a ball leaning against the barricade, she was unhurt but he could see the pure terror on her face. His concern for her moved to confusion when he saw Paul Heyman climb into the ring and stand before him with his hand out.
Seth's eyes shifted to Siren who shook her head and mouthed the word, "don't." She knew that a handshake with Paul Heyman was a death sentence. Seth thought about it for a moment before a smile came over his face as he shook Paul's hand.
Brock and Paul then climbed out of the ring, the beast pausing to look over at Siren. He took a step towards her and was rewarded when he saw her flinch and close her eyes. Chuckling he and Paul headed back up the ramp, leaving Seth to finish off Cena. Which he did a moment later when he nailed John with a curb stomp, he then grabbed his briefcase and walked out of the door.
But instead of walking up the ramp he turned and moved over to where Siren was still sitting on the floor. She looked up at him with pure fear in her eyes and he knew right then that he wasn't Seth Rollins, in that moment, he was Colby Lopez and this was his girl. He held out his hand which garnered a huge pop from the crowd, they were loving the interaction between the two.
Siren hesitated in taking his hand, knowing it was going to piss creative off that he was going against his character. But he was following Paul and Vince's storyline so, fuck it she thought. She reached up and took his hand, allowing him to pull her to her feet. With a nod he let go of her hand and turned around, walking up the ramp as she climbed into the ring to check on John as RAW went off the air.
When the trainers finally got to the ring and assisted John backstage, Tasha looked around for Colby but he was nowhere to be seen. Shakily she made her way towards their locker room, every noise around her making her flinch in fear. Just as she reached the door she was grabbed by her hair and dragged backwards towards a stack of crates. Tasha kicked and screamed hoping anyone, mainly Colby, would hear her cries and come to her rescue.
She closed her eyes trying to avoid seeing the face that was in front of her as she was slammed back first into the crates, the breath being driven out of her lungs with the force.
"Tash, Tash, Tash…" Brock tisked as he pinned her against the crates with his body. "I don't understand why you react this way to me. We used to have so much fun together, and as I recall…" He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "…you used to like it rough."
Tasha let out a sob as she felt Brock's breath on her neck, silent tears escaping her tightly closed eyes, as a broken reel of images from 11 years ago flashed through her mind.
"Come on, doll. Open your eyes. Let me see those baby blues." Brock cooed as he rubbed his nose over her collarbone, he was feeding off of the fear that was radiating off of her. He smirked as she resisted more, clenching her eyes tighter. He wanted her to open them, he needed to see the absolute terror in her eyes. He licked his lips as a thought came to him, he knew exactly how to get her to open her eyes. Moving his right hand up and over her chest he wrapped his fingers around her neck and squeezed. He was instantly rewarded as her eyes snapped open, her hands reaching up to grab onto his wrist in a futile effort to get him to let her go.
Brock was delighted as he saw the fear swirling in her blue eyes, that alone making him rock hard in a second. He had only wanted to scare her, but now he was seriously thinking about taking her somewhere and having his way with her once again. He felt her squirm against his body trying to get away, he knew she could feel him and she had realized what it was that he wanted to do to her. Squeezing his hand tighter he felt her body still, her eyes widening as her oxygen was completely cut off. Brock was entranced by not only her beauty, but the power he had over her, and that's when he let his guard down.
Colby walked out of the office where creative was at, they had spent the last ten minutes chewing his ass out for his stunt with Siren. However a quick phone call to Paul got them off of his back immediately. He left the room shaking his head, he headed for his locker room to check on Tasha.
However when he turned the corner his eyes met a sight that unleashed an animal inside of him he didn't realize he had. Brock had Tasha pinned against one of the crates and had his hand wrapped around her throat. Colby didn't even think as he ran full speed and launched himself into Brock, taking the beast off of his feet and allowing Tasha to slip from his grasp.
Tasha hit the floor on her side, her hands clutching her neck that felt like it was burning, gasping as she took in as much air as her lungs would gather. She heard yelling and banging around behind her but she was too weak to move and look.
Within minutes she heard more yelling as ref's and backstage personnel ran in to separate the two men who were trying to tear one another apart. She felt someone beside her and she flinched, quickly closing her eyes in fear.
"It's okay, Babygirl, it's me. It's Lee."
Hearing the deep velvety voice she opened her eyes looking up into the gray eyes of Joe. She broke down into tears as Joe gathered her up into his arms, her arms instantly wrapping around his neck as she curled into his safety.
Joe held her close his heart breaking as he heard her sobbing into his shoulder. Glancing over he saw Jon pulling Colby off of Brock, but not before getting a few shots in himself first. Joe wanted nothing more than to rip Brock apart, but his first concern was the woman in his arms. Gently he stood up with her in his arms and took her into her locker room, Renee already standing in there waiting. He set her down on the couch, gently pulling her arms away from him, although he could feel her not wanting to let him go.
"Babygirl, I'm gonna go get Colby. You stay right here with Renee, okay?" He paused when her hand shot out and grabbed onto his arm. "It's okay, I'll be right back. You're safe." Leaning forward he kissed her forehead before he took off out the door, he wanted to get a piece of Brock before the bastard got away.
Renee sat down on the couch beside Tasha, instantly hugging the woman that had become like a sister to her. Renee couldn't imagine what was going through Tasha's head right now, she'd never had to endure half of the things that Tasha had in her lifetime.
"My family?" Tasha managed to mutter out between her sobs.
"They're out in the rig. Daryl got here a few hours ago, so they're out there waiting for us."
Tasha nodded as she tried to block out the sounds of the massive fight that was going on just outside of the locker room door. However when Colby's angry voice met her ears she lifted her head up to listen.
"You motherfucker! I swear to God if you ever come near her again, I'll fucking kill you! You hear me, Lesnar! You stay the fuck away from her!"
Tasha got up and walked over to the door with Renee behind her.
"What's the matter Rollins? Afraid she might realize how much she likes it rough?" Brock taunted as the ref's held him back. "Give her time, that bitch'll come crawling back to me."
At that moment Joe and Jon looked at one another across Colby's head, they instantly released him and the three former Hounds set their eyes on Lesnar.
Tasha opened the door in time to witness Brock's words, and then her three guys launching themselves over the crowd of ref's to get to Brock. She stood alongside Renee watching the melee, desperately hoping none of their guys got hurt.
At this point more backstage personnel as well as superstars ran into the area, everyone trying to separate the four men. However, several of the superstars wanted to take their own shot at Brock when they caught sight of Tasha. Her neck was already heavily bruising, her pale skin a deep purple in the perfect shape of a hand.
The men surrounding the four weren't having much luck at separating them for more than a few seconds before they broke free. Realizing that she was the only person that was going to get through to the hounds, Tasha raised her voice as much as she could, which was just barely above her normal speaking voice. "Cole! Lee! Jon! That's enough."
The three men stopped fighting and turned their heads to look at her, her eyes pleading with them to let it go. Despite their rage they knew that she needed them more, so they allowed the superstars and ref's to pull them back to the locker room. Colby shrugged the men on him off and followed Tasha into the locker room, the others following behind them.
Hunter who happened to be at the show stared Brock down, "If you ever lay a hand on that woman again, I will have you arrested. Do you understand me, Lesnar?"
Brock simply grinned as he turned and walked off towards the parking lot.
Hunter walked into the locker room kneeling down by the couch to examine Tasha's neck. "I think we should get you to the hospital."
"No, I'm fine." She whispered, her voice strained.
"Sweetheart, you could have permanent damage. Now I'm not gonna have my best manager losing her ability to talk."
"It's just swollen, I promise." She assured him. "Everything feels fine. Please Hunter, I'll miss Smackdown tomorrow, but please, don't make me miss the show."
He knew what show she was talking about, Tribute to the Troops, which was being held on Wednesday. Neither she or John had missed a show since it started, it was their favorite event of the year.
He sighed, "Fine. I know I can't keep you away. You can go to Smackdown, but if it feels like it's too much you stay in the back and rest. Okay?"
"Okay." She said softly. "Thanks, Paul."
"Anytime. And if he ever comes near you again, I'll have him arrested."
Tasha nodded, thankful that she had bosses that truly cared about their superstars. "How am I gonna cover this?" She said motioning to her neck.
"I'll take care of that. Don't worry." Hunter said as he stood up, looking over at the three guys standing behind the couch. "You keep your eyes on her. One of you at all times. She's never alone, understood?"
Colby, Joe and Jon all nodded, they had already made that decision amongst themselves. Wherever she was, one of them would be with her.
After Hunter left the guys split up to go change and head out to the rig, Renee stayed with Tasha to help her if she needed it. Thankfully it was December and the weather was cold, so wearing a turtleneck or a scarf wouldn't seem suspicious to anyone. So Tasha pulled on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black turtleneck long sleeved sweater and her red Mars converse high-tops.
Gathering up her things she put them in her bag and shouldered it, once Colby was ready they found Joe and Jon, then walked out to the rig. Tasha smiled at her family as they all sat down inside, telling them that she was getting sick to cover up her losing her voice. She wanted to tell them the truth, but that would only worry them, and knowing her father he'd be in jail within the hour for shooting Brock in the head. When it came to his girls, Jim would do anything for them, including murder.
The group chatted about the upcoming shows as Daryl drove them to the airport, Tasha's family was flying home that night. As much as she wanted them to stay, they had jobs and pets that they had to get back to. The only good thing was that her daughter would be staying with her and Colby during the winter break, so she'd be with them for Christmas.
After arriving at the airport Tasha and the others bid her family goodbye, wishing them a Merry Christmas and a safe flight home. Daryl then drove them to the next town for Super Smackdown, pulling up to the front of the hotel. After making sure there were no fans around, Daryl waved the group into the lobby. When they had acquired their keys they headed up to their rooms, Jon and Renee saying goodnight as the two groups parted ways. Joe was staying with Colby, Tasha and Kailynn, giving Jon and Renee some time to themselves. Plus Joe wasn't about to let Tasha out of his sight after tonight.
While Joe got Kailynn some dinner, Colby took Tasha into the bathroom, running her a hot bath. He knew the water would ease her tensed up muscles and honestly he wanted the smell of Lesnar off of her skin. After aiding her in removing her clothes, Colby moved her into the tub and sat down on the side of it. Gently washing her off with a washcloth Colby tried not to look at the bruise on her neck, but it was futile as his eyes kept focusing on it. The bruise was growing darker by the hours, and by now there was a perfect imprint of Lesnar's hand.
Tasha felt Colby still in his movements, his hand holding the washcloth stopping its movements. She looked over to find him intently staring at her neck, and honestly it made her want to disappear. She felt as if she had betrayed Colby by allowing another man to put his hands on her, even if it was by force. She felt hot tears spring to her eyes as she watched the clench of his jaw, and the small veins in the sides of his neck beginning to throb beneath his skin.
"I'm sorry, Cole." She whispered, her throat instantly on fire with the movement of her vocal chords.
That snapped Colby out of his rage induced focus, his face and his eyes softening quickly as he saw his girlfriend beginning to cry. He shook his head as he took her face in his hands, "No, no, no. Don't you apologize. You have nothing to be sorry for. This was not your fault."
"Yes it was." She sobbed softly. "I froze, I couldn't move, couldn't defend myself. It was like I had no power over my body."
"Hey, that still doesn't make it your fault. Everybody's been scared before."
"No!" She said with a raise of her voice. "You don't get it. I wasn't just scared. I was terrified. I have never been afraid of anything in my entire life. I've never let a man put his hands on me and get away with it. I didn't even try to defend myself."
Colby sighed, "And I'm glad you didn't. Who knows what he would've done to you if you had fought back. He would've hurt you even worse, and then all of us would be in jail, cause we would've killed him."
Tasha sniffs as she tries to stop her tears, looking at Colby with the most broken look in her eyes. "I don't wanna be scared anymore, Cole."
Colby frowned as he hugged her into his chest, "Jesus baby, what did he do to you?"
After Tasha had calmed down thanks to Colby's presence, he helped her finish bathing, then got her out of the tub and dressed in her pajamas. When they walked out of the bathroom they both smiled as they saw Joe asleep on the bed by the wall, Kailynn curled up beside him with his arm around her.
Tasha sat down on the bed as Colby went to go take a shower and change. While he was in the shower she thought about what he had asked her, had he really never seen the footage, or heard the stories? It was a moment in WWE history that people still talked about to this day. Making her mind up that Colby deserved to know, she grabbed her phone and looked up the video on YouTube.
Colby came out of the bathroom dressed in a pair of black sweats, his damp hair lying on his shirtless chest as he toweled it dry. He saw Tasha looking over at him and frowned, "What's wrong, baby?"
"You really never watched my earlier WWE days?"
Colby sighed kinda embarrassed about his answer, "I had a huge crush on you. It bugged me to watch you walk to the ring with Cena, or be around him. So, I couldn't watch much."
"Okay, fair enough. I don't think I could handle seeing you with another girl either. Brock and I dated when he first came to WWE. He started out sweet, but then things changed. He was rough, angry. He never hit me but the intension was there, and he had no problem taking what he wanted from me. With or… without, my consent." She then held out her phone to him. "You want to know what Brock did to me, it's right here."
He took the phone, sitting down on the edge of the bed and pressed play on the video.
Kurt Angle walks down and take his place in the ring, he's wearing a blue and white referee shirt, as the steel cage is lowered to the ring. Vince McMahon struts down to the ring and takes his place inside the cage next. The arena goes black, then Brock Lesnar's music rings throughout the arena.
Lesnar walks out with Angel, what Siren was known as back then, by his side. She has on black leather pants that lace up the sides with black combat boots, and a tank top that Brock had especially made for her. Its spaghetti strapped and stops an inch above her belly button, it has a deep v-cut in the front and laces up between her breasts. It says 'Here Comes the Pain' in red letters and on the back are two hooks with blood surrounding them.
Angel seems to be worried about the match, she's forcing a smile for the fans, but she's really scared. She takes her place at ringside and the match begins.
Everything is going well, Brock is demolishing Vince and the crowd is loving it. Then all hell breaks loose.
Brock suddenly stops and grabs his head as he starts to stumble around, and then he falls to the mat. Everyone thinks that Brock is hurt bad, even Angel is worried. Angel wastes no time in getting to her boyfriend. She runs over to the door and throws it open, climbing inside and kneeling down at Brock's side. By this time everyone see tears running down Angel's face, so they know that this wasn't supposed to happen.
Vince steps up and grabs Angel's arm, pushing her away from Brock to the corner of the ring. He pins Brock, but Kurt refuses to count it. Kurt is really worried about his friend, and he yells for the medical team. Vince gets in Kurt's face and starts yelling at him, so Angel jumps in between them and starts yelling at Vince.
All of a sudden the arena erupts in cheers.
Angel turns around just in time to see Brock F-5 Kurt. She doesn't understand what the hell is going on. Angel backs into the corner and watches as Brock and Vince beat the hell out of Kurt. By the time they're done Kurt is lying in a pool of his own blood. Then they turn toward her with evil grins on their faces. Realizing she is in serious danger, she turns to run for the door when she is grabbed by her hair.
She turns to see that Vince had grabbed her, and the she sees the steel chair that Brock is holding in his hands. As Brock raises the chair up to hit her Vince lets her go, and she sees her moment. She slams the chair into his face with a super-kick. She again turns and goes for the door but once more she is caught by her hair. This time when she turns Vince pushes her into the very pissed off Lesnar. He grabs her, giving a sadistic looking smile before he kisses her hard on the mouth. He then picks her up and F-5's her to the mat, her small body bouncing with the force of it. But Brock isn't done with her yet, as he again picks her up and hands her nearly limp body over to Vince. Vince grabs her by the throat and choke slams her to the mat.
Everyone in the arena and outside the ring is yelling for her to stay down. But Angel is a strong and stubborn girl and she will never back down from anyone. She gets up and turns to face Brock only to be hit dead on by a steel chair from him. She hits the mat and immediately blood starts to flow from a cut above her left eye. Everyone seems to think that Brock is done now, but the truth is he's far from it.
In a last motion Brock picks up Angel for another F-5, but this time he F-5's her into the side of the steel cage. She hits the side and the steel rips into her skin, she hits the mat with a sickening thud. He picks her up and does it again. Then Brock takes the steel chair and hits her repeatedly on her back. By the time he is done with her all you see is blood.
With a last sickening smile from Brock and Vince they raise each other's hands and get out of the ring. They walk back up the ramp as the emergency crew races down to help Angel and Kurt. SMACKDOWN goes off the air as the EMT's tend to Angel and Kurt.
When the video ends Colby wordlessly hands the phone back to Tasha, his eyes focused on the floor at his feet. Without saying a word or so much as looking in her direction, Colby gets up and pulls on a pair of socks and sneakers, grabbing his sweater he yanks it onto his upper body. Snatching a key card from the dresser he opens the door and leaves the room.
Behind him Tasha hears the quiet click from the door as it shuts behind him. Her eyes fill with tears again as she wonders if it was the right thing to do showing him that video. 'It was right. He needed to know.' She told herself, but both her mind and heart were terrified of what would happen between them now.
It was past 1 in the morning when Colby came back to the room, he didn't mean to walk out on Tasha, but his anger was palpable and he needed to release it. So he went down to the gym for a few hours to help relieve some of the tension in his body. When he got back to the room he saw the small light over by the couch on, Tasha was sitting in the far corner, her knees pulled up to her chest. He walked over and knelt down beside her, noticing she was clutching his necklace in her hand. She looked up at him and he instantly noticed her eyes, they were red and puffy from crying and his heart broke, he knew that she had been crying over him.
He reached up and took her hands, giving them a squeeze of reassurance. "I'm sorry, baby. I'm so sorry."
She gave a tiny smile as she took her hands back from him, leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. Colby sighed as he slipped one of his arms around her back and the other under her legs, lifting her up and carrying her over to their bed. He set her down and pulled the covers up around her, kissing her forehead.
"I'm gonna go take a shower, I'll be right back. I promise." He said before he stood up and headed into the bathroom. He needed her to know that wasn't going to leave her again, he'd done enough of that this past year.
After showering the sweat off of him, he pulled on another set of underwear and sweats. Once he had dried his hair, he walked back into the room, shutting off the light and crawling into bed. Tasha moved over and laid her head down on his chest, her arm and leg curling around his chest and lower body. His hand stroked her hair until he felt her even breathing on his skin telling him that she was asleep.
Tipping his chin down he kissed the top of her head lightly, "No one will ever hurt you again."