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Tasha smiled at her parents as they picked her and Kailynn up from the airport; grabbing their bags they walked out and got into her mother's Excursion. The group chatted aimlessly about the last few weeks as Teresa drove them up into the mountains where Tasha's house was.
When they pulled up Tasha got out of the truck only to be mauled a moment later when her little sister ran up and jumped on her. She shook her head with a laugh as her sister kept thanking her for the bike she had presented to her on Christmas.
"You're welcome, Tay. Are you ready to go for a ride?"
"Hell yes!"
Tasha smiled as she went inside the cabin to change her clothes, before she went back out to the garage and opened the door. While not being able to ride her SOA bikes as they were traveling to the next WWE venue, they weren't the only bikes that Tasha owned. Years before she had started on SOA she had purchased a Harley Davidson Dyna, which was perfect because that was the same style bike that they rode on the show. It was gloss black and had several carbon fiber colored parts instead of chrome, polishing just took too much time that she didn't have.
Once they both had their hair secured in their cuffs and had strapped on their helmets, they started the bikes and rode off down the driveway and out of the gate. They rode around their hometown for hours enjoying the sunshine and warm air that was rare for January; up to Virginia City and around Lake Tahoe before they returned back to the house.
Tasha disappeared for several hours throughout the weekend, telling her family that she was visiting old friends; when in actuality she was only a mile away from her home. On the other side of the hill that supported her outdoor motocross track was 150 acres that she had purchased several months prior. Currently it was abuzz with activity as a construction crew was busy laying the foundations for a new house and a large shop.
Tasha's parents had done so much for her and her siblings throughout their lives, constantly giving up things they wanted to support their kids; using their hard-earned money to help their children chase their dreams. In return, Tasha wanted to give them everything they had ever wanted; she had bought her dad a new truck and paid off both his and her mother's Harley's.
Money was no object when it came to her family, which was why she had purchased the land next to her own home; and was now designing and building a house for her parent's. Over the years she had listened to the things her parent's had said they would like in a home, and after careful planning and development, she was finally ready to take their dreams and make them reality. If all went according to plan, taking in exceptions for the weather, Tasha would be able to surprise her parent's with their new home in 11 months, right around Christmas; and she couldn't wait.
The arena was abuzz with activity when Tasha walked into it for Monday Night RAW; now that The Authority was back in power they had a lot of things in the works.
She headed down the hallways towards Colby's locker room, her feet carrying her faster than usual as she was eager to see him. She spotted him in the hallway talking to Joe, Jon and Paul, she squealed which drew their attention to her. Colby immediately forgot about the conversation he was in as he stepped past the men and caught his girlfriend as she jumped into his arms.
The other three could only smile as they watched the couple reunite, it didn't matter if they were apart for a few hours or three days; they always greeted one another like they had been apart for years.
After hellos and hugs were exchanged, Tasha headed to the locker room to change into her outfit for the night. Once she had dressed, she walked to the makeup up area and let Leslie doll her up for the show. Tasha was laughing with Naomi, Paige and Brie while they all got their hair and makeup done; they were by far the three women that Tasha was closest with backstage.
The crowd in New Orleans was a raucous one as John Cena headed out to the ring to open up the show. He appeared to be fired up, but anyone who knew him could tell that he was still reeling from the events of last Monday.
While John was out in the ring basically saying that he would win the title at the Royal Rumble and then leave with it; not agreeing to return until Ryback, Rowan and Ziggler had their jobs back and Siren was released from her Authority contract, The Authority decided to crash his party.
Triple H and Stephanie made their way down to the ring to reply to John Cena's words. Of course their only response was something that would ultimately benefit them in the long run. They proposed that if John could win his match that night, then Ryback, Rowan and Ziggler would be rehired. The only catch was it would be a lumberjack match, and the superstars surrounding the ring were not huge John Cena fans of course.
However John's attention was not on the lumberjacks that stood around the ring, but on the downtrodden eyes of his best friend as she followed his opponent to the ring as the show came back from commercial.
Siren appeared beaten down as she carried Seth Rollins' briefcase down to ringside. While she looked stunning in her leather pants and blood red off the shoulder shirt, her hair down and curled at the ends, and her eyes surrounded by dark smoky makeup; her eyes stood out to John and he could see her emotions clearly… she was miserable.
Siren rolled her eyes as Seth took her by the arm and made her sit in a chair at the announcer's table, ordering her not to move during the match. She discretely flipped him off as he made his way back to his corner and removed his shirt. She knew John had no chance in this match. Most of the superstars surrounding the ring had been ordered to beat Cena down; but when Rollins was tossed out, The Authority men kept the lumberjacks at bay to protect him.
John of course turned the tables several times, including when the lumberjacks pulled Rollins out of the ring to protect him; and John launched himself off of the top rope and took out all of them.
But the odds were not in John's favor as the lumberjacks pulled John out of the ring and beat him down, with Big Show delivering a KO punch to Cena; before tossing him back in to the mercy of Rollins who pinned him for the win.
The only upside to being a part of The Authority for Siren, was the fact that she got her own office; which was surprisingly nice considering. She had her own desk, a comfy chair, even a refrigerator and a very nice plasma screen on the wall that she could watch the show from.
She settled into the chair watching as Ambrose was called to Stephanie's office and scolded for checking himself out of the hospital last week. She ordered him to go through mandated therapy with a doctor, and if he wasn't signed off on, then he would be out of the Royal Rumble match.
The next match up on the card was Roman Reigns versus Big Show and Luke Harper. The cameras caught Seth Rollins as he walked up to Siren's office and opened the door without knocking. He found the woman in question inside with her back to him, pulling on a t-shirt, his eyes catching the colorful tattoos on her back as she shimmied the tight shirt on. When she turned around he caught Reigns' logo on the front of it and he shook his head as she walked towards him.
"NO, no, no. Where do you think you're going?" He stated as he blocked her exit.
"I'm going to the ring, with Roman." She said flatly.
"No, you're not. You are no longer his manager." Siren smirked at him which caused the hair on the back of his neck to stand on end.
"Seth, you know me better than anyone, so you should know that I never turn my back on my friends. I don't care what The Authority says. Ambrose and Reigns are my brothers and I will not abandon them just to keep the bosses happy. They used to be your friends too, remember? Guys you would have done anything to protect."
She stepped up in front of Rollins placing her hand on his chest, which they both could hear brought a cheer from the Universe. "So, if you want this sudden relationship we find ourselves in to work, then maybe you should go talk to Stephanie and Hunter. Either they allow me to back up my friends, or they fire me. Either way I'm good with. The decision is in your hands golden boy…"
She leaned up to brush her lips against his ear, "…how bad do you want me to stay?"
Placing a light kiss on Rollins' cheek, Siren left the office with a wicked grin on her lips, while behind her Seth let out a deep sigh.
Siren made her way down the stairs with her Samoan hound on her heels; for the first time since she had been forced to join The Authority a genuinely bright smile lit up her face. After hopping over the barricade, Siren got into the ring alongside Roman who had picked up a mic, both of them laughing as Big Show climbed out and walked back up the ramp.
"Show? Where you going man?" Roman said with a chuckle. "I thought I wasn't a threat?"
While the crowd booed Big Show, Siren leaned on the ropes beside Roman as he addressed the big man. "Look, I get it. I'm not a treat to you. That's cause I don't want your spot. But I came down here to tell you I remember when you won the WCW Championship from Hogan. I remember that. You want to know why? Because I was like—only 12 years old maybe. But it's a great story, which reminds me of another great story that involves a giant. Can I tell you a story Big Show?"
Siren places her hand over her mouth to contain her laughter as Roman talks to Show like he's speaking to a little kid.
"Because it goes a little something like this. Once upon a time in a land far, far away, there was a little boy named Roman Reigns. And Roman Reigns, see, he had magic beans. And those giant beans sprouted a giiiiiiiant beanstalk. So little ol' Roman, he climbed that beanstalk; and do you—would you like to know what he found?"
"This is ridiculous." Show says shaking his head, all the while the crowd was voicing their pleasure at the story.
"He found a goose that lays golden eggs, a magical harp and a whole pile of golden coins. But, OH NO, there was a giant protecting all that treasure. So Roman Reigns- Roman Reigns said, "Screw the treasure. I'm gonna kick this giant square in the mouth." Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am. The giant's teeth are down his throat! And as the giant was picking himself up, Roman—he prepared for the fight of his life. But the poor little giant—he walked away all cowardly—proving that he is the only loser, in the entire kingdom. And that whole part about being a loser, yeah, I'm talking to you, pal. Believe that."
Siren and Roman were laughing, but they both grew serious as Luke Harper made his way down to the ring to start the match. Siren stood on the opposite side keeping a close eye on Show, she knew that he was the deciding factor in this match.
It was a brutal, physical match between the two men, both of them near exhausted by the end of it. But even with Harper's brutality and the interference by Show which got him kicked in the mouth; Roman pulled out the spear and the win against Harper. After which Show slid into the ring and unleashed a beat down on Roman, ending with a KO punch to Roman's face.
Siren slid into the ring as Show climbed out, kneeling down beside her hound to check on Roman. "Don't worry Rome. I may not be your manager, but I have friends in high places. I'll get you your shot against him again."
Back in the therapist's office Dean sat on the couch, the doctor telling him that he was going to show him a series of pictures; and Dean had to say the first word that came to his mind when seeing the image. Which prompted Dean to just shout out, "Thursday!"
The doctor was startled, but recovered as he looked at the crazy man on his couch. "No, you first have to let me show you the image. Okay?"
First he held up a picture of Triple H, to which Dean replied, "Irritable bowel syndrome."
Seth Rollins. "Scumbag."
Roman Reigns. "Brotha."
Siren. "Beautiful."
Kane. "Toothpaste."
Hacksaw Jim Duggan. "Hooo!" Dean replied with his thumb out.
Stephanie McMahon. "Hooo!" He replied again with his thumb out. "I did pretty good right?"
Siren was laughing as she stood in her office watching Dean describing the photos, he was certainly a character; no matter what mood she was in, Dean Ambrose had the ability to always make her smile. While she had spent equal time with each of the hounds, back when they were The Shield and she held a special bond with each of them; Dean had always been the one that she was closest with, he was her best friend and her partner in crime.
Pulling off Roman's t-shirt she swapped it for Dean's knowing that he was going to have his match at the end of the night. As she was pulling it over her chest she heard the door of her office open and rolled her eyes at the intrusion.
"You know you're making a bad habit of this Rollins."
But the annoyance on her face gave way to pure fear as she turned around and saw who was standing in front of her door; her only escape being blocked behind the massive man's frame.
"What do you want Brock?" Siren stated, trying to keep her voice from shaking and her face impassive.
Lesnar smirked as he cocked his head, he could clearly see the fear in her eyes at his mere presence; nothing set his blood on fire quite like the tiny fireball woman before him. She could appear fearless and strong when her hounds were by her side, but alone her fear was palpable when he was around and he fed off of it like a demon after a soul.
"I just wanted to say hi, and see how you were doing since our last encounter."
"Go to hell, Brock." Siren snapped as she rounded the desk and shoved past him to the door.
Just as her hand grasped the doorknob, Lesnar grabbed a handful of her long hair, yanking on it to snap her head back. He grinned as he heard the gasp that the motion elicited from her mouth; tipping his head he examined the now pale skin of her neck where several weeks before, his hand print had resided.
"Mmm, that healed nicely." He said running his free hand over the healed flesh. "Tell me Tash, how did lover boy feel seeing my mark on you? I imagine it must have been hard for him to be around you."
Siren's temper flared, "Quite the opposite actually. It made him want to be closer to me, to wipe any trace of you from my skin. I should be thanking you, these last few weeks have been the best sex of my life."
Brock growled as he slammed her face first up against the door, the weight of his body pressing her chest into the wood making it hard for her to breathe. "Well then maybe I should leave a mark somewhere else. Somewhere that he won't be able to ignore, something he can't just forget."
Siren jerked her face away from his as he pressed his nose to the column of her throat, his tongue darting out to lick the salty sweat from her fair skin. "Maybe this time I should brand you. Mmm, the sound of your skin cracking and blistering, the smell of your flesh burning. Or maybe I'm thinking too literal. Maybe the kind of mark I need to leave is one he can never erase. Perhaps I should just take you up against this door, make you scream out my name for everyone to hear. Or maybe the desk? Tell me Tasha, how would your precious Colby react to opening the door and seeing you bent over that desk with me fucking you raw? Seeing your back bowed in agony as you cried out for him? Would that be the fatal flaw that brought down the Architect's empire?"
Siren closed her eyes feeling the hot tears sliding down her cheeks, not from fear, but from the image of Seth in her mind. She imagined the broken look on his face, the tears welling in his eyes; but it would be the look of disgust that he would aim her way that would be her undoing. She could see it all clearly now as if it was actually happening at that very moment. He would hate her, detest her. There would be no hope that he could forgive her and look past that moment; no way that he could wipe that image from his mind, and in the end, he would leave her.
"Why are you doing this?" She whispered through her light sobs.
"Because you are mine."
"You're married to Sable. You have a daughter. Is this the man you want to be?"
Brock chuckled in her ear, "This is the man that I am. My family makes no difference. You are mine. You will always be mine, nothing will ever change that, and I will go through whoever I have to, to get what I want. I know you're not thinking about yourself right now, you're thinking about Colby. So the best thing that you can do for him, is to let him go. You're broken Tasha, damaged beyond repair. Doesn't he deserve better than you and your baggage? Let him go… because if you don't, that world of happiness he has built around him—I'm gonna burn it to the ground."
Siren choked back a sob as Brock kissed her neck, before shoving her back towards the couch and leaving the room, being sure to slam the door shut behind him causing her to jump.
After turning the tables on the therapist and coercing the man to sign the waver that allowed Dean to compete, he headed for Siren's office to collect her before his match. He knocked lightly before opening the door with a laugh, "Hey beautiful, you ready to go shut those two Russian communists up?"
But his smile faded as he saw Siren curled up in the corner of the couch with her head resting on her knees. He quickly walked over and sat down beside her, gently placing his hand on her arm. "Darlin', what's wrong?"
She raised her head and Dean immediately saw the redness of her eyes, without saying anything he reached out and pulled her into his arms. He could feel her break down and sob, her small hands wrapping in his shirt as she clung to him. After a moment he gently pulled back from her, brushing the hair back from her face. "What happened baby?"
Five minutes later Dean threw open the door to the office and stepped out, seeing Kane and Bray standing in the corridor talking he walked over to them. "Hey, will you guys do me a favor? Stand guard in front of Siren's office, no one goes in till I get back, alright?"
The two men nodded moving over in front of the door and posting up, they didn't need to ask why Ambrose was requesting this from them, they'd do anything for Siren.
Dean marched down the halls until he reached The Authority's office, knocking to make sure they weren't in the middle of filming he entered and found both Hunter and Stephanie inside.
"What's going on Dean? Shouldn't you be getting ready for your match?" Stephanie asked.
"Yeah. I am. But you guys need to do something about Lesnar. You have got to keep him away from Tasha."
"Did he hurt her?" Hunter asked sharply, he had been looking for a reason to have the sonofabitch arrested; the only reason Lesnar was still with the company was because of Vince.
"No, not physically." Dean answered. He then explained to them what Brock had told Tasha, both of the bosses' faces growing hard. "He's not going after her directly anymore, he's going for everyone around her. He wants her isolated and alone."
"Well, we all know that he won't succeed." Stephanie stated. "Tasha has more friends backstage than anyone else."
"And I think he's underestimating Colby's love for her. I don't think anything Brock does, could make Colby leave her."
Dean understood what Hunter was saying, but he was missing the point. "I don't think so either. But Cole's not the problem. Brock is counting on Tasha being the one to end things, he knows she'll do anything to protect Colby."
"Does he know what Brock said to her?" Stephanie questioned.
"No, he hasn't seen her yet."
"Okay. He needs to talk to her tonight after the show. If anyone is gonna get through to her and put her fears to rest, it's gonna be him."
"I will make sure that she has round the clock security backstage from now on." Hunter stated.
"K. Thank you, both."
"You're welcome. Now get outta here before you miss your match." Stephanie laughed as he gave her a salute and left the room.
Hunter sighed as he turned to look at his wife, "He's never gonna leave her alone."
"I know. We just have to pray that she knows how strong she is, like we know she is."
Dean returned back to Siren's office, thanking Kane and Bray before he went inside. Siren was still sitting on the couch, now trying to wipe the tear stains from her cheeks as he sat down beside her.
"You okay?" He asked as he wiped his thumbs under her eyes to smooth her mascara.
"Yeah. A little better."
Dean nodded knowing she was putting on her brave face, "Okay. You ready to go out and have some fun?"
"I can't go out there like this. I look horrible, Jon."
"You look beautiful as always. I'd do ya." He grinned, pleased when a smile lit up her face and she laughed.
"You're horrible. I'm pretty sure you'd fuck anything with a heartbeat."
"And a few without." He grinned before sneaking a kiss from her lips.
"Ew. Jon that's disgusting." She laughed as she stood up.
"Hey, once you've had crazy, you never want normal again."
"You're so deranged."
Dean chuckled as his thumb stroked over her cheek, "But I made you laugh."
Siren smiled brightly as she walked down the ramp alongside Dean, his music pumping through the speakers as the fans cheered. Dean immediately jumped up onto the ring apron and attacked Rusev, the show going to commercial as the ref struggled to get them under control and start the match.
When they returned from commercial, Siren was cheering on Dean as he battered the Russian. The big man had tried multiple times to incapacitate the lunatic by targeting his injured knee. But as always you couldn't keep Ambrose down and he continued to fight through the pain. Dean managed to bounce off of the ropes and nail Rusev with a clothesline, before hopping on his injured leg over to the opposite turnbuckle.
After delivering an elbow drop from the top rope Dean went for the cover, but Rusev managed to kick out of it; going back to target that left knee of Ambrose. Before Dean could wave the ref off, Chad Patton called the match on account of Dean's injury, giving the win to Rusev.
Siren helped Dean hobble backstage, leaving him to hurry to her office and change back into her Authority outfit for the contract signing. She was not thrilled about being in the ring with Lesnar, but this time she would have Seth and Hunter out there with her.
Dean managed to grab Seth as he came up with J&J, pulling him off to the side. "Hey bro, you need to talk to Tasha after the show."
Seth's face immediately grew concerned, "Is she okay?"
"She had a run in with Lesnar earlier in her office." Dean saw the fear flash through his brother's eyes and he shook his head. "She's okay. He didn't hurt her. But he said some nasty things. Things that have got her thinking and twisted up her mind. You just need to talk to her and help her untangle her mind; let her know you're not going anywhere."
"Alright man, I will. Thank you, for being there for her." Seth said giving Dean a hug.
"Always bro."
Siren walked up giving both men a smile before Seth was introduced and the two of them disappeared through the curtain.
For the second time that night Siren appeared beaten down and broken as she accompanied Rollins to the ring. Surprisingly to everyone including Siren, Seth held the ropes for her and took her hand, helping her into the ring. She stood in the corner behind Seth, giving John a nod and smile as he came down and climbed into the other side of the ring.
As Stephanie introduced Lesnar, Seth looked over his shoulder at J&J, giving them a nod; before Siren could question what was going on, Joey and Jamie backed her into the corner and posted up in front of her. She gave Seth a grateful look as Lesnar climbed into the ring, Paul Heyman picking up his mic and started his nightly rant, praising Rollins on bringing The Authority back.
Seth thinking that Paul was finished raised his mic and thanked the man for his praises. "Well, thank you, Paul. I appreciate that. I actually—it was a hell of a plan, if I do say so myself."
"I wasn't done yet." Paul stated slowly as he interrupted the younger man, causing a scowl to form on Rollins' face. "Now if you'll excuse me Mr. Rollins, my client, Brock Lesnar, has conquered everything in his path, and that will include anything that comes before him at the Royal Rumble pay-per-view. That is the end of my statement."
Seth chuckles as he realizes what Heyman is trying to say to him. "So Paul, let me get this straight. You are upset that this match has turned into a triple threat match-"
Paul quickly interrupts Seth again, "Yes, I am upset that it's turned into a triple threat match for one very simple reason. Because you see, a triple threat to me could also be a double cross." He states glancing over at Triple H and Stephanie. "A double cross where the reigning, defending, undisputed WWE Heavyweight Champion of the world, Brock Lesnar, does not have to be pinned or tapped out in order to lose the championship. You're damn right I'm not happy with it."
"Okay, you're very perceptive, Paul." Seth snaps cutting the man off. "You just spelled out the rules to every single triple threat match there ever was inside a WWE ring. But let—let me get this straight. Brock Lesnar has a list of accomplishments that is incomparable, okay? What's the deal? Eat, sleep, conquer, repeat? He lives by that. Are you telling me that Brock Lesnar can't handle a triple threat match?"
"No, what I'm telling you-"
"I wasn't finished yet."
Despite her hatred for the Architect, Siren had to smile as she stood in the corner and crossed her arms over her chest, she was growing more impressed with the new Seth Rollins.
"You know, I don't have the list of accomplishments that Brock Lesnar does, but guess what, Paul? He doesn't have mine. So let me spell this out for you. I am Seth Rollins. I built The Shield, I destroyed The Shield. I am Mr. Money in the Bank. I single-handedly brought back The Authority. Tonight in this very ring, I pinned John Cena's shoulders to the mat and made sure that Dolph Ziggler, Erik Rowan, and Ryback still don't have jobs in this company. I know that one stings a little bit, huh John?"
Seth then locks eyes with Heyman as he tells him, "And I have also secured the BEST MANAGER that this company has ever seen, in my corner."
Siren can't help but smile as Seth looks over at her, she can't deny the compliment and the stroke to her ego; plus the murderous look in Heyman's eyes for the simultaneous dig against his career.
"And at the Royal Rumble, whether either of you like it or not, whether it's Plan A (he motions to the contract) or plan B (he points to the briefcase), I, Seth Rollins, am walking out WWE Champion."
He sets the mic down on the table and grabs the contract, quickly signing it and stepping back once more.
Paul chuckles as he turns to Brock, "You know what really-" But Paul is stopped by Brock taking the mic from, the champ glancing first at Siren, before focusing on Rollins.
"Let me tell you something, Mr. Curb Stomp. I conquered the Undertaker, I conquered him (he points to Triple H), and I conquered him (he points to Cena). And I damn sure will conquer you."
By now John has been silent long enough as he grabs a mic from the table. "Hey, hey, Brock, Brock, Brock. You don't have to get pinned at the Royal Rumble to lose that championship, but you're gonna get pinned at the Royal Rumble to lose that championship. And Triple H, you think you did Seth a favor by putting him in this match? Here's the way I see it." He points to Paul and Brock, then to Seth and back to Brock. "You're a business man, he's a beast. You owe him a beat down and I sure as hell owe you a beat down. So at the Royal Rumble, we're gonna kick your ass and then I'm gonna kick your ass."
John tosses down the mic and signs the contract before stepping back from the table. He whips off his hat tossing it into the crowd as he eggs on Lesnar to sign the contract; which the beast does before unstrapping the title from around his waist and holding it up.
"You know what, John?" Seth says getting back into the conversation. "That sounds like a phenomenal plan, an incredible plan. Yeah, you guys, you're going to team up to kick my ass, right? But guess what? There's one glaring flaw in all of this. All of your little plans, they don't seem to be going how you have imagined them. I mean, what was your first plan? You planned to keep The Authority out of power for good, right? And oh, oh hey guys, hey. Strike one, John, you failed. And tonight, you came out here in front of all these people and you had a plan to get Dolph Ziggler and company their jobs back. And oh man, I—I distinctly remember pinning your shoulders to the mat right there earlier all by myself, ensuring that that would not happen. So guess what, John? Strike two, you failed again. And in 2 weeks at the Royal Rumble…. it's gonna be strike three. I mean, if of course, you can, make it that far."
Seth grabbed the briefcase and turned to hit John, but Cena managed to duck and grab Rollins around the middle, shoving him into the corner. Siren was ushered out of the ring by J&J, Stephanie and Triple H climbing out after them. From behind the two men, Lesnar moved up and tossed John with a German suplex, before grabbing Rollins and doing the same thing to him; only Siren was sure she saw Seth land more on his neck than his back.
But John had the next move as he picked Lesnar up and delivered an AA to the beast through the table. However as he distracted by Triple H on the outside, John was hit by Seth and knocked to his knees, where Rollins then planted his head into the mat with a curb stomp.
Siren then saw his attention turn to Lesnar who was trying to push himself up off of the canvas, and despite her feelings towards The Authority she couldn't help but motivate her new client. "Do it, Rollins!"
Seth did exactly as she said as he ran towards Brock and delivered a nasty curb stomp that bounced Lesnar's head off the mat. Even though The Authority was clapping and praising him for his actions, Seth's attention was solely on Siren as he climbed out of the ring and turned to the brunette. He stopped in front of her, the rest of the group watching them closely, as were the fans.
Siren uncrossed her arms and gave Seth a slow clap, a smirk gracing her lips. "Well done."
She walked back up the ramp and stood at the top beside The Authority as Stephanie and Triple H held up Rollins' hands in victory. While she refused to be a part of their celebration and she absolutely loathed everything about The Authority; she had to smile as she watched Brock trying to peel himself back off of the mat. Clearly Colby was sending a message to Lesnar just as much as Rollins, don't fuck with my girlfriend.
Once the group had changed they made their way out to the rig for the short drive down to Baton Rouge. Things were so much easier for Tasha and Colby now that they were paired together on screen, they could go out together in public and not worry about the fans seeing them. The only downfall was that Tasha had to look annoyed with Colby at all times, which wasn't a problem sometimes as he loved to push her buttons.
But the annoyance left her face as the hotel room door shut behind her. Stephanie had made sure to book them into adjoining rooms for appearances sake, she didn't want the fans thinking that her two superstars were hooking up this soon into the storyline. No, all that would come to pass soon enough; that was the ultimate goal, to make Rollins and Rose the new power-couple of the WWE.
Tasha set her duffel bag on the floor and walked over to open the door connecting her to Colby's room. She grinned as she found Cole leaning against the doorframe on his side, holding a red rose in his hand.
"I heard there was a beautiful woman staying in the room next to me… and I was wondering if she'd be interested in having dinner with me?"
Tasha giggled as she took the flower from his hand, glancing up at him through thick dark lashes. "She'd like that very much."
Taking his hand she let him lead her into his room where he had a table set up with several covered dishes on it; apparently he had called ahead and had it ready when they arrived. She sat down in the chair he had his hand on, allowing him to scoot her up to the table; he then revealed the two plates of spaghetti, her favorite, before he sat down and they started to eat in comfortable silence.
After a nice dinner with a couple glasses of beer, neither of them were big wine drinkers; they took a shower and then settled into bed. Tasha laid with her head on Colby's chest, his right hand holding her left as his other drew lazy circles on the skin of her back.
There was a pregnant pause in the air before Colby spoke, "Jon told me you had a run in with Brock today." He felt her sigh deeply, her face burrowing further into his chest. "You wanna tell me what it was about?"
Again Tasha sighed, this time feeling like an anvil was crushing her chest; she was afraid of what his reaction was going to be, but she knew in her heart that she had to trust him completely. Without trust, they'd never make it.
"He cornered me in my office as I was changing my shirt for Jon's match. He had me pinned face-first up against the door, commenting on how well my throat had healed. He said maybe next time he should brand me so that it wouldn't go away. But then he said he was thinking too literal—maybe he should leave a mark that you would never be able to erase. He wanted to know how you would feel hearing me scream out his name as he took me up against the door. Or what the look on your face would be if you came in the office and saw me bent over the desk with him- "fucking me raw" as he put it. He wanted to know if that would be the fatal flaw that broke the Architect's empire."
Colby could feel white hot anger, racing through his veins like lava, his jaw clenched, the muscles in his cheek and veins in his neck flexing as he grit his teeth. But his anger quickly subsided when he put together what Jon had told him earlier, 'Let her know you're not going anywhere.'
"Baby, come here." He helped her scoot up until she was sitting beside him, he head was down so he took his finger and gently lifted her chin up. "Look at me." He waited until her cobalt eyes met his before he spoke. "Do you honestly believe, that if I saw the two of you together, that I would leave you?"
"How could you stay with me? Knowing that he—"
"Exactly." Colby said cutting her off. "He. You would not be a willing participant, so why would I have any reason to leave you? Baby, you are my whole world. You are everything to me. There is nothing that Brock Lesnar can do, to make me even consider walking away from what we have. The only way I'm leaving, is if you tell me to. So, no matter what Brock says or does, I will be right here by your side. Wild horses couldn't tear me away from you, so a beast, doesn't have a prayers chance in hell. Okay?"
"Okay." Tasha said softly as he pulled her close and kissed her lips.
"And don't ever hesitate to talk to me, about anything. You never have to hide anything from me."
After that was said Colby spent the next hour lavishing her body as they made love; wanting to erase every thought of Lesnar from her mind.
Smackdown kicked off in Baton Rouge, Louisiana with Daniel Bryan making his return to the ring, which of course sent the fans into a frenzy. Siren stood in the back alongside Brie, smiling as they watched Daniel answering questions about his injury from Byron.
"I can't believe it, 9 months and he's finally back out there." Brie smiled as she lightly wiped tears from her lower lashes. "Is this real, Tash?"
"You better believe it. It's real, Brie. He's back." Siren said giving her friend a big hug.
"Hey baby." Seth said as he walked up and swung an arm around his lady's shoulders, laying a sweet kiss on her cheek. "You ready to play?"
Siren smiled and nodded, while Brie looked over at The Authority guys with trepidation. "Please, take it easy with him guys."
"Brie, he's gonna be fine. I promise." Triple H assured her, he knew how hard it was for her to see her husband get hurt, having seen Stephanie go through it several times with him.
"I got his back." Siren assured her friend as she straightened out her sparkling red halter top, and adjusted the belt on her black leather pants. "I'll take all of these idiots on." She laughed as she shoved Big Show, who turned around and playfully gave her a knockout punch.
"Alright, game faces people." Triple H announced as The Authority's music hit.
Smiles were instantly dropped as the group adopted their normal cocky smirks, and Siren donned her look which was perfectly balanced between annoyed and completely bored.
Siren stood on the top of the ramp in between Rollins and Triple H, the briefcase grasped her long elegant fingers as she debated in her mind about which one to try and hit tonight. She gave a wink to Daniel as she walked past the ring and over to the side of the announcer's table with Seth.
Of course as the match progressed it was clear that The Authority was there to ensure that Daniel lost; as Rollins and Big Show had chosen to interfere several times. However Daniel Bryan's heart would not let him die, he continued to beat the odds and kick out to keep himself in the match. And of course he had an ally on the outside in Siren who had interjected herself already as she knocked Rollins off the side of the apron.
Naturally this did not sit well with The Authority as they glared at Siren, who as always gave them a shrug and an innocent smile, "What?"
In response to her actions, Triple H sent J&J into the ring to attack Bryan, which resulted in Kane being disqualified; but a victory was never what The Authority had planned, all they wanted was to destroy Daniel Bryan and show their dominance over the roster.
But as always Daniel found a way to fight back as he took out J&J to free himself; he then knocked both Kane and Big Show off of the apron. He turned to see Rollins rushing him, but his attack was cut off by Siren who appeared beside Bryan and slammed the briefcase into Seth's face, allowing Daniel to escape out of the ring.
Daniel stepped backwards up the ramp to the cheer of the fans and his "yes!" chant, sending an air kiss to Siren who stood in the ring with an irate Seth Rollins screaming in her face.
Siren sent her patented wink back to Daniel as she leaned back in the corner, Rollins less than two inches from her face as he cussed her out. Rollins' problem was not what she had done, but the smile on her face now; the more she smiled the angrier Seth became, the angrier he became the more he yelled and the wider Siren's smile got. It was a vicious cycle that seemed to have no end in sight.
Seth was livid to the point where he actually raised his hand as if he was gonna strike Siren, which was when she quickly dropped down and rolled out of the ring. She turned at the bottom of the ramp to find The Authority men pursuing her, anger on their faces at her actions. Never one to run from a fight Siren squared her shoulders and grinned, she wouldn't walk away from this, but damn it if she wouldn't go down swinging.
All at once Siren felt the air around her change, the arena suddenly filling with electricity; she knew who was behind her even before the pop of the fans or the arm that curled around her neck and held her protectively against a rock hard chest. Tipping her head to the left she saw the "Lunatic Fringe," his cold eyes locked on Rollins as he flexed his hand that was splayed over her chest. To her right she found the "Big Dog" rolling his shoulders as he stared down Big Show.
As always her brothers had her back, hackles up and ready to fight.
It was clear to everyone that no matter where or when, the Hounds would always protect their Alpha.
Daniel gladly stepped up beside Reigns giving a "come get some" gesture to The Authority, clearly he was ready to go back to war.
In the ring Triple H picked up a mic and nodded as he addressed them all. "Alright, you guys wanna stick your noses in this huh? You wanna get involved? Wanna protect your Alpha? Tonight then, we're gonna have ourselves a little six-man tag. We'll put an end to this little uprising, because that is what's best for business."
Siren laughs as she walks backstage with Ambrose and Reigns to her office, it was turning into a good night; albeit with Paul Heyman's appearance, but Brock Lesnar was not present so Siren had no worries. It was always nice when Lesnar wasn't booked on shows, then she didn't have to watch her back or worry about being attacked.
Siren was standing in her office when Stephanie and Triple H came through the door, their fake smiles fading as they saw Reigns and Ambrose sitting on her couch.
"What's up bosses?" Siren smirked as she leaned against her desk.
Stephanie forced herself to look away from the two men and don a false smile. "You gave Seth Rollins an ultimatum last week, and despite how much I would love to see you pack your things and quit, Seth convinced us otherwise. So from tonight on you may accompany Reigns and Ambrose to the ring. However, you will only accompany them if they are not facing a member of The Authority; and you will not have any influence over their careers or matches. You are nothing more than a glorified valet, understood?"
"Understood." Siren said with an evil grin. "I have no authority whatsoever."
After her promo with Stephanie and Hunter, she and Roman sat on the couch and watched Dean's promo which had them laughing and shaking their heads as his promos always did. Once he had finished they joined him and headed up to gorilla to get set for the match; Seth and the other guys already there awaiting them.
"Let's go play boys." Siren said with a smile as the guys nodded, giving one another high-fives before they walked through the curtain.
Siren smirked as she walked down the ramp beside Rollins, she couldn't help but be a little proud that unlike J&J who followed behind him, Rollins always wanted her beside him. Now maybe that was so he could see her if she tried to attack him, which she very well might; or perhaps it was because he thought of her as an equal and not as an accessory, which was what she hoped.
She couldn't help but laugh as Seth hesitantly handed his briefcase to her, clearly he was afraid that she might hit him with it again.
While The Authority men made their entrances, backstage Triple H pulled Ambrose and Reigns aside for a quick talk. "Alright look, we're gonna start heating this storyline up for the fans. This is all about creating tension between not only Siren and The Authority, but Siren and Seth too. So, if you two see an opportunity to do something unexpected, I want you to do it. We're not gonna tell Colby and Tasha yet, I want their reactions to be genuine. Okay? If you get the chance to get under The Authority's and Rollins' skin, do it."
He paused for a moment before pointing his finger at Dean, "Within reason Ambrose."
Dean smirked as he held up his hands, "What?"
"Don't do anything that's gonna make Colby wanna murder you, my lawyers are expensive." He laughed.
"We got you boss." Roman said with a grin.
Going exactly off of what Triple H had told them, Dean cockily strode down the ramp, purposely walking around it to the announcer's table where Siren was standing. Giving her a cheeky grin he took Rollins' briefcase from her and tossed it onto the floor. Turning them so they were facing the ring, he wrapped his arm around her neck just as he had done earlier and with a wink to Seth, laid a wet kiss on her cheek.
Dean could see Seth genuinely fuming as he lead Siren over to their corner as Roman hopped the barricade and came to stand beside them. With a knock of their combined fists, Siren stood beside the stairs as the match got underway with Ambrose and Rollins kicking it off.
As the two locked up in the ring Seth whispered to his brother, "You're playing with fire, Jon-boy."
"Bosses orders brotha." Dean smirked.
"I'm gonna kill him." Seth grumbled.
After that it was an all-out melee as both teams went after one another, which ended with Dean tossing Seth over the barricade into the timekeeper's area.
The match continued as they returned from commercial, with Rollins and Big Show targeting Ambrose's injured knee; along with Show and Kane taking some cheap shots at Ambrose as Rollins distracted the ref.
Once again the match turned into an all-out brawl as the men took the fight to the outside; with Roman and Show beating one another down, Ambrose knocked Rollins out of the ring. Siren meanwhile took out J&J collectively with a super-kick as they climbed up onto the apron to interfere; she then climbed up onto the top turnbuckle and perched waiting for the three men to get to their feet. Once they stood up she launched into a moonsault and took all three men to the ground once more; she stood up and barely managed a back-handspring to get out of the way as Ambrose jumped from the other turnbuckle and took out the three again just as they got to their feet.
As all this was happening, Daniel managed to take out Kane with a running dropkick and pin him for the win. But his celebration was cut short as Triple H came out onto the stage. He announced that next Thursday on Smackdown, Bryan would face Kane again, and when he lost, he would lose his right to compete in the Royal Rumble match.
As the group got backstage they were applauded by Triple H, "Great job guys. And lady." He says giving Siren a wink. "Now get outta here, I'll see you all on Monday."