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You could cut the tension at the table with a chainsaw.
She didn't know what was being said around her, the whole conversation like a gentle hum in the background . She could barely touch her food thanks to her nerves, but she ate what she could.
She praised the lord above that Chris had chosen to sit across the table from her. She really needed him to be at a safe distance where she couldn't get her hands on him, but every time she looked up, his icy blue gaze was on her, watching. Almost taunting.
When their eyes met for the millionth time that night, he smirked, sending her a wink
Her whole body shivered, her nerves ablaze. He knew what he was doing to her and damn it, it was just plain unfair. He didn't seem to have the same problem she was being tortured with, conversing easily with everyone at the table, laughing like he didn't have a care or worry in the world
Ambrose nudged her under the table
"Um... what?" she said lamely
"At least let them clear the table before you launch yourself across it."
"Huh?" she asked, confused
"You've been giving Jericho the 'Fuck me like you hate me.' eyes all night Doll Face." Dean said, licking the barbecue sauce from his fingertips
"It's kind of obvious." Seth chimed in
"And seriously uncomfortable." Brie said next to her "It's like you can almost feel it."
Lucky for her, Chris, John, and Bryan were too engaged in their conversation to hear the teasing
"Pregnancy hormones at its finest." Roman laughed over his beer
"Shut up." Yelena said, her cheeks burning "I need some air." she said, getting up. She excused herself from the table, taking her plate with her. She felt the weight of the day drop from her shoulder as soon as she reached the kitchen.
As if like magic, her appetite came back and she finished her plate. She made the mistake of eating to much of the spicy chicken and the twins objected to it almost immediately.
She let everyone know she was sleepy and headed off to bed for the night
Chris asked if she wanted him to escort her to her room, to which she declined, politely informing him that she could make it up the stairs on her own to everyone's amusement. She bid everyone goodnight, reminding Ambrose to behave. He had already had three bears and was becoming more animated by the second. Roman promised to watch him.
After dinner was over, they moved the party outside around the stone fire pit, bottles of wine and great conversation aplenty. Checking the time and realizing two hours had passed, Chris stood, letting everyone know he was going to check on Yelena.
He had a nice buzz going, thanks to the combination of beer and wine. He tried to stay as quiet as possible as he slipped into their bedroom door.
As expected, she was buried under the covers. He sat on the side of the bed next to her sleeping form, drawing the covers back from her face. She shifted slightly, but didn't wake, her hand tucked under the bump in her middle.
He place a hand above hers, rubbing gently before leaning down and pressing a kiss to her forehead.
"Chris?" she mumbled sleepily
"I just wanted to check on you." he said into the darkness
She placed her hand on top of his as he rubbed circles on her belly "I ate too much spicy food, the twins didn't like it. I'm fine now." she said with a yawn
"Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm okay... What time are you coming to bed?"
He fought a grin, thankful that she couldn't see him "I'm sticking to what I said earlier."
She let out child like pout "Why get me worked up like that if you're not going to do anything about it?"
He chuckled, kissing her forehead again "Go back to sleep." he said
He made a move to stand, but she latched onto his hand, pulling him closer and she met him halfway, their lips meeting for a searing kiss.
She sat up to deepen the kiss, her hand finding his thigh with ease, creeping upward
He drew in a sharp breath when her hand found its intended destination.
"What time are you coming back to bed?" she repeated in between kisses
He closed his eyes, burying his face in her neck. The smell of vanilla had him completely hypnotized and he knew that she had sunken her claws in "Give me an hour."
Her wandering hand cupped him through his jeans and he damn near lost his mind "Half an hour?"
"Much better."
He nipped at her neck hungrily "Just remember you asked for this. I don't want to hear any shit in the morning."
She wasn't fazed at the slightest at his warning "Hurry back." she urged
With a stupid grin adhered to his face, he told her he would make it quick, twenty minutes tops and he would return, slipping from the room.
Instead of heading back out on the deck where John, Nikki, Brie, and Brian were, roaring laughter lead him into the room not far from the kitchen, hosted by the Shield and Rosa, playing pool.
"Hey Jericho, come and join!" Rollins called
Roman lined his up for a shot. Sinking his last three balls into the pockets with ease "That's game. Who's got next?"
The Samoan racked up the balls
"Coming from upstairs, were you?" Dean said, twirling his pool stick in between his fingers
"Visiting our favorite MILF?" Rosa asked, clearly drunk
"I believe you mean my favorite MILF." Chris corrected
"Well a little birdie told me you can put a cancel on that F my good sir." Ambrose snorted
Chris rolled his eyes, smirking "If you guys would have waited another twenty minutes before you came back from the beach, your big mouthed birdie would have been singing a different tune before dinner. Word to the wise. You might want to find somewhere else to stay for the night."
"Thanks for the consideration." Rollins said, handing him a beer
Roman took the first shot, pocketing the solid green and orange ball to start the game
"You're welcome." he said with a shrug
"Finally. I was starting to think you couldn't get it up anymore." Rosa snorted, patting him on the back
"All in due time." Chris said with ease. Not even Rosa could kill his vibe tonight
"Time is of the essence Jericho. She's not going to be under your thumb for much longer."
"I have to disagree with you. I don't think Yelena is going anywhere for a while." he said with the utmost confidence
"And why is that?" Dean asked
Chris smirked "Can you keep a secret?"
The guys looked at each other and shrugged
Chris pondered on telling them. The trio wasn't the gossiping type. They pretty much kept to themselves and although they were close friends with Yelena, what he had done wasn't hurting her, right? The small secret could be kept. Then he remember Rosa couldn't keep a secret to save her damn life.
"Nah, I shouldn't."
"Oh come on! If you're worried about me telling, I won't. Hell, I'm on your side here! I want her in your bed just as bad as you do. Hell, probably even more than you do and that means a lot coming from someone who tried to bash your head in."
Touché "Thanks Mendes."
Roman let out a chuckle "Your friendship is all types of fucked up."
"So what is your grand plan to keep her at your place?" Seth asked
"Besides giving her the D tonight." Dean laughed
"Let's just say I have the repair guy working on her unit in my pocket."
"Wait wait wait... are you saying you paid the guy off to delay the process?" Rosa asked
"Correct."
"You sly dog."
Roman cleared his throat loudly
"And I'd like to believe that after tonight, when I'm done fucking her brains out, she won't be leaving my place or my bed for that matter for a very very long time." He straightened up with a grin.
Oddly, Seth had his head bowed, Dean scratching the back of his neck.
Roman was making the cut throat motion with his hand.
"What?" he asked, confused
Rosa crewed her lip, looking over his shoulder nervously
Chris turned, immediately wanting to piss himself when he met vicious green eyes
In the doorway stood Yelena, a murderous scowl on her face.
He never sobered up so quick in his life "Damn it." he muttered to himself "Yelena-"
She held up a hand "You fucking pig." she growled, turning on her heel on retreat
He bolted after her "Yelena, wait. I didn't mean any of that." he said, catching up on her at the stairs
He grabbed her by the wrist and she snatched it back forcefully "Oh yeah? So you didn't pay the repair man off to keep me at your place?"
"I... might have-" he stammered
He saw her fist clench. She clearly wanted to hit him and he was bracing himself in case she lashed out "Yelena, you don't understand. I did that out of desperation."
She scoffed and climbed the stairs and he followed her hastily
"And getting me riled up and horny so you could fuck me to make me stay was out of desperation too?"
"No." he said instantly "I'd never lie to you about that."
"That's a lie right there in itself. You must take me for an idiot. Asking me to stay earlier was just a way to cover your fucking tracks! Don't you know I see right through your bullshit? You've done this shit before. Or have you forgotten? I can't believe anything you say without a hint of doubt that you have an ulterior motive because you're a fucking lying bastard!"
She lunged at him, but he was prepared, catching her thrashing hands "Yelena calm the fuck down!"
He struggled to restrain her as she fought against him
"Get the fuck off of me!" she yelled, shoving him
He nearly lost his footing on the staircase "Stop acting like a maniac before you endanger our fucking kids! Have you lost your mind?" he barked, seizing her by her forearms, giving her a firm shake.
She shoved him again and he released his hold on her. It was then he realized her cheeks were wet with tears
"Yelena." he said tenderly, reaching out for her again. He truly hated to see her cry "Don't upset yourself. It's not good for the twins."
"I'm really starting to think you love making a fool out of me." she said shakily.
"No-"
She climbed the rest of the stairs and he followed cautiously to their room, where she blocked the door with her arms
"Don't you fucking dare think you can share a bed with me after what you just did." she spat, slamming the door in his face before he could say another word.
The lock clicked, but he grabbed the knob and turned anyway before knocking "Yelena please open the door. I didn't mean any of the shit I said."
The tell tale sound of sobbing on the other side of the door made him feel like a sack of shit.
"I'm not going anywhere until you open the door and talk to me."
He listened silently.
Nothing.
He sighed, sitting down on the hardwood floor, his back against the wall across from their bedroom door. And to think, he could have been in the blissful slumber he would always fall into after they were both satisfied. He wanted to kick himself in the balls for opening his mouth. Resting his head against his hands, he waited.
And waited
And waited
It was going to be a long night
"Rosa." Yelena whispered gently "Rosa."
She slipped into the dark bedroom, shutting the door behind her before flipping on the lights
Rosa whined, rolling over
Yelena went over to the side of the bed and stripped the covers off of the Diva
"Oh my god!" she groaned, sitting up, shielding her eyes from the offending light
"Get up." Yelena commanded "I want to go home."
"We're all leaving later." Rosa yawned, curling back up, putting a pillow over her head
"Yeah, well I want to leave now. And you're going to drive me home... or back to Jericho's house so I can get my shit and my car."
Rosa let out a groan "You're being dramatic Yelena."
Yelena snatched the pillow and gave her a hard whack "Get the fuck up and help find the keys to the truck. It's the least you can do. I'm just as mad at you as I am with him. Don't think I didn't hear the disgusting shit you said too." she said, digging through the Diva's luggage. Pulling out a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt, she threw them at her
Rosa sat up with a huff "In my defense, I never made it a secret that I wanted you guys to finally bone."
Yelena rolled her eyes "Get dressed."
Rosa begrudgingly obeyed and the pair went downstairs in search for the keys to the Hummer, locating them after searching for almost thirty minutes, bickering back and forth. They found them finally and finally got on the road around four in the morning.
They arrived at Chris's humble abode around five and Yelena ignored Rosa's bitching as she helped her pack up all of her things and load them into the SUV and follow behind her the two hours to Tampa.
Dispite being annoyed and tired, she was glad when she pulled into her driveway, and even happier when she stepped foot into her townhouse for the first time in weeks. While Rosa unloaded her things, she made a beeline to the thermostat and turned the air on, cranking it all the way down to sixty three degrees before going to help Rosa.
It didn't take long for the temperature drop, much to her satisfaction
"Are you at least going to feed me for my pain and suffering?" Rosa yawned
"Nope." Yelena said "You should head back so no one will realize you aren't there."
Rosa pouted "Are you seriously mad at me still?"
"I'm too tired to be mad at you right now."
"You know he's sorry. You should have saw him. He sat at the door for you like a lost puppy for hours."
"Don't tell him shit if he asks you where I am or I'll beat you bloody." Yelena said, complete unbothered
"It's not going to be hard to figure out." Rosa said, rolling her eyes as she grabbed the car keys "I'll see you later."
He wasn't surprised to find all of her things gone when he got home. Now was he shocked to find his spare key he had made for her on the dining room table.
Rosa refused to admit she played a part in Yelena's disappearance. It didn't take an idiot to figure out that the car they came in had been moved from the spot it was in the day before.
As bad as he wanted to drive the two hours to her townhouse, he didn't have the time. He had to catch his flight to catch to Wisconsin and only had a few hours to pack and be on his way.
He tried her cellphone again. Unlike the previous calls he had made since he woke up this morning, the phone didn't even ring. It rolled to voicemail and he ground his teeth in frustration. If he missed his flight, Stephanie would skin him alive, but he was more concerned about what would happen if he didn't miss his flight. He was going to be on the road for a week.
A lot could happen in a week.
He couldn't risk a no show and he begrudgingly packed his things, sending Yelena a text
I know you're still mad, but I can't leave town without at least knowing that you're okay.
XChris
He waited for hours, checking his phone constantly before he boarded his flight and just as the flight attendant requested that everyone turn off all of their devices, his phone buzzed.
I'm fine. Now leave me alone asshole.
xYelena
He let out a sigh in relief. Well at least she responded. Yelena could be stubborn and annoyingly difficult. He knew how drastic she can get when she wanted to be left alone. That was the glimmer of hope that he needed.
Now all he has to do was miraculously get through the week and pray that she was where he could find her when he returned
"Bane!" Yelena squealed
The massive dog jumped up, paws on her shoulders and licked her clean across the face.
"Thanks you so much for keeping him." she said appreciatively. Setting the Great Dane down on his front paws
"Don't worry about it, its cool. I'm sure Xander was happy to have company."
She stood on tip toes to hug The Lone Wolf. Jeez she always forgot how tall he was. Yelena couldn't help but notice how tingly she felt when he wrapped his arms around her and had to force herself to let go. Jesus she couldn't even control it at this point.
She averted her eyes from his heavily tattooed arms, on full display thanks to the black beater he wore, a grey beanie over his hair
"I thought you wouldn't be back until later today."
She scratched her ear "Yeah... things kind of went sour this weekend."
"Want to talk about it? I've got some time to kill before I meet up with Corey at the gym. We could go have lunch?" he offered
"Are you bribing me with food Corbin?"
"Maybe." he said, his dark eyes glittering with mischief
"I don't want to bug you with my problems." she said, letting him down easy
"Damn. Always gonna shoot me down, huh?" he joked, playfully punching her shoulder "I'm starting to think you're the only one who's oblivious to how hot I am."
She let out a snort "Oh trust me, I'm not." she assured him "Another life dude." she said, ushering Bane inside "Thanks again."
He grinned "No problem beautiful. I'll catch you around."
She fought a blush as she said her goodbyes. Baron was such a flirt. Left to her own devises, she got some neglected work done and made a checklist of everything she needed to go over with Sarah, her new trainee who would be in charge of all the hands on activities while she was on leave. With that finally out of the way, she shopped online for a birthday present for her dad. It was still early, but months would pass in a blink of an eye and if she wasn't going to actually be there, she still wanted to get him something nice.
Her mind wandered to Chris, who would be touching down in Green Bay right about now and rolled her eyes, growing annoyed the longer she thought of him and the way he talked about her to the guys. Did he really see her as a piece of meat to paw at whenever it suited him?
Oh course he did. He always had.
In the past month that she had been staying with him, she thought things were getting better between them. Maybe even becoming something more and as usual, just when she started to look at him differently, he snatched the fucking rug from under her face and she was facedown and confused again.
She needed someone to vent to, but with everyone back on the road for the week, she had no one. Opening her laptop, she sent a FaceTime request to Valilisa. It rang and rang before finally telling her no one was picking up and she sighed, a sense of loneliness setting in.
She was on the couch, devoting a bag of Spicy Sweet Chili Doritos when her doorbell rang.
Peaking out of the window, she saw a UPS truck parked on the curb and opened the door
"Delivery for Miss. Ulyanova?" the guy said, handing her the device
She signed her name and he went back to his truck to retrieve two enormous boxes, setting them in the foyer for her.
She swelled with excitement when she realized it was the cribs she ordered. Alone for a week, this gave her something to do. Of course she wouldn't be able to put them together on her own and would have to wait until she had some muscle around to even get the boxes upstairs, but that reminded her that she still hadn't decided what she wanted to do with the nursery.
...
And that's how she passed the next four days, searching for different ideas and paint swatches. By Friday, she had worn herself out, having been to five different baby stores.
When she got off work that afternoon, she took Bane to the dog park and got completely drenched in a sporadic downpour. The drive home was miserable, the smell of wet dog stinking up the car. Showing and getting Bane settled in the laundry room, she ordered a pizza and snuggled into bed for Smackdown. It was one hell of a show. She couldn't believe how amazing the video package hyping Brock versus Punk was, dubbing the match "The Best vs The Beast". She knocked away the twinge of sadness when she realized she had texted Phil well over a week ago and was still met with radio silence. It was expected, she assumed. She missed them all. She hadn't seen Mike since the party. Seeing AJ wrestling tonight made her reminisce on their movie nights. She hadn't seen much of Wade since he started touring again. It was making her over emotional thinking about how lonely she felt. Turning off the TV and the lights, she wiped her fallen tears and went to bed.
She was roused from her nap on Saturday afternoon to an arm slipping under her pillow, gentle hands stroking her belly where Violet was placing soft kicks to her side. It took her brain a moment to register, sitting up and turning.
"How the hell did you get in here?" she asked
"I had a key made."
"Of course you fucking did." she muttered Chris reached for her, but she knocked his hand away "You can't just barge into my personal space whenever the hell you feel like it."
"Mmmhmm." he grunted, reaching for her again, unbothered by the gesture
She begrudgingly let him lower her back down, pulling her back to his side.
She held her frown and fought the urge to melt into him like she always tended to do, but the way he ran his fingers in her hair made her cave. She rested her head on his chest, breathing in his cologne and let out a content sigh.
"I'm still upset with you." she clarified in case he had forgotten
"I know. I'm sorry." he said, planting a kiss on her forehead "Tell me what I have to do to make it up to you."
She traced the "F" tattoo on his hand as she pondered on it. It didn't take long to come up with a list
"Bane is becoming a hassle to give baths every week."
"Done." he said easily, peppering kisses on her face
"My BMW needs a wax." she said
He smoothly flipped onto his back, pulling her on top of him "Okay."
She straddled his waist, running her hands over his broad chest "You're doing your own damn laundry for the rest of the month." She told him sternly, lacing their fingers together
She could tell by the way he wrinkled his nose and rolled his eyes that he didn't like that one
"And speaking of cars." she said, leaning down to nuzzle her nose with his. He leaned up to try and catch her lips, but she dodged his attempt "I want the keys to the Range Rover."
"Excuse me?" he said, making a move to sit up
She pinned him down with her legs, trapping his arms over his head "You heard me."
"No way. You can have the Jag." he negotiated
"No deal. I'm getting fucking ginormous Chris. I can barely get into my car without honking the horn."
He let out a chuckle and she narrowed her green eyes at him
"I need the room. And it's not like you're going to be home to miss it."
He let out an aggravated groan "Fine." he agreed
She grinned triumphantly , finally leaning down and letting him kiss her. He attacked her lips hungrily and she let out a deep moan when his tongue slipped into her mouth. He flipped them over, gently pressing her back against the mattress, his hands roaming up the loose cotton dress she was wearing.
She took pleasure in seeing the shocked look on his face when she stopped his hands from going any further. "You seriously think I'm going to let you into my pants just because you agreed to those simple little demands?"
"What pants?" he asked smartly "And yes."
"Sorry to break it to you, but no." she said, placing a kiss on his neck, grazing the sensitive flesh with her teeth
He let out a growl "Yelena-" he warned
"You're gonna have to earn it." she said, patting his hips, signaling him to release her
He fell back on a pillow, his face showing his exasperation "Are you seriously going to do this to me again?"
"You should have thought about that yesterday when the opportunity presented itself. You know, when I was half naked and begging for it?"
He sat up, adjusting the aching boner in his jeans "Well will you at least come back home?"
"I am home Chris."
He rolled his blue eyes "You know what I mean."
She leaned over and pecked his lips "Do you really want me to?"
"Yes."
"Okay." she said simply
"Okay? That's it?" he asked
"Yup." she said, headed into the bathroom to pee.
"Good. Because I got you something."
She finished up, washing her hands "Something like what?" she asked curiously
"It's downstairs." he said, holding his hand out for hers
She took it and let him lead her down the stairs and into the living room. He helped her lower herself down on the couch and insisted that she closed her eyes, which she did skeptically.
She listened to his footsteps go into the kitchen and heard the sliding glass door to the backyard open and what sounded like a loud whistle
It didn't take long for the sound of thunderous feet to sound through the house. She opened her eyes as Bane rounded the corner followed by another Great Dane, white and scattered with black spots. A big pink bow was attached to the purple collar
"Oh my god. Chris!" she said excitedly, dropping to her knees on the floor
The dog came right to her, tail wagging and sniffed at her belly
"I thought you could use a little bit more protection since I'm going to be on the road more often now."
"She's beautiful." Yelena cooed, scratching the dog behind the ears "What's her name?"
"Duchess."
"Thank you Jericho." She said, hugging the dog around the neck "This was sweet of you."
He helped her to her feet, placing a chaste kiss on her lips "Why don't you get your things packed while I go get us some food?"
She nodded "Okay."
"Good girl." he smirked, smacking her on the ass
"Shut up." she blushed.
Yelena zipped up the suitcase on the bed, feeling accomplished. Chris had woken up late and was scrambling to get dressed and packed. He had an hour and a half to get to the ready or he and John, who was picking him up, would miss their flight. She took the liberty of packing his bags while he showered. She was hauling the luggage off the bed when an arm slipped around her waist.
"You shouldn't be lifting that."
She craned her neck and placed a kiss on his cheek
He turned her around, pecking her on the lips "But since you got the packing out of the way, that saved some extra time..."
Yelena drew her bottom lip in between her teeth with a smile as his lips roamed to her neck "Don't even try it. We don't have time. John is going to be here any minute."
"I'm sure we could squeeze a quickie in if you'd stop fighting me about it."
The idea sounded heavenly. He had been trying so hard to seduce her after they made up, but she surprisingly kept her head clear enough to resist the father of her kid's eager advances. The moment they had in Daytona was fueled by lust, her brain clouded with his sweet nothings. She wanted him badly, of course, but now that the moment was gone and had opportunity to cool, she felt well... Self conscious again. When it came right don't to it, would she be able to be intimate with him again? Sure, her body was practically screaming its undeniable answer, but she couldn't shut her brain up about telling her otherwise.
She shoved him away playfully "I'm going to go make a quick breakfast." she said, leaving the room before she took him up on his offer.
Downstairs, she let the dogs out into the backyard. She loved the idea of Bane finally having a companion. She felt like something was different about him when he came back home from Corbin's. He seemed sad. Finally she realized that for those short few days, he had Xander to play with and keep company and she felt bad? But now that Duchess was around, he seemed back to his normal self, if not happier.
She scrambled some eggs and bacon up. Popping some toast into the toaster and diced an avocado to make spread with. She was sprinkling parmesan over the toast when she heard Chris coming down the stairs with his luggage and came into the kitchen fully dressed and ready to go.
"Eat. It's going to be a long flight to California."
He obliged, wolfing down the food on his plate in record time.
"How long will you be away?" she asked, taking the empty plate from in front of him
"A week and a half, I believe."
She made a face, turning away from him to the sink, hoping he didn't catch it.
He did, of course. She heard the bar stool scrap back and he was at her side in seconds, wrapping his arms around her "What's with the face?"
"It's nothing." she lied
"Talk to me Yelena. Communication is key."
"It's weird is all... being in this big house by myself."
"Are you worried something is going to happen? It's gated. I have the best security system there is and I've never had a problem as long as I've been living here. And you have the dogs. Only an idiot would try to break in after they get a load of those two monsters."
"I know, I'm being stupid-"
"Not at all. You're more than safe here. I promise." he assured
"Will you do me a favor while you're gone?" she asked, drying her wet hands "If you happen to see Phil..."
"I'll tell him you're trying to get in touch with him."
"You don't mind?"
"Not at all. We've hashed out our differences a while back. No need to cause unnecessary tension in the locker room. We all have to do our jobs."
"Thank you."
He kissed her forehead, his hands finding their way on either side of her stomach, rubbing circles "Don't give mommy a hard time while I'm away." he said towards her middle
A sharp kick was made to her right side, making her drawn in a sharp breath "You've got to be kidding me!" Yelena winced "Stop talking to her, you're only making it worse." she half joked
"Well isn't this a pretty picture." John said from the doorway "As much as I'd hate to break this up, we have a flight to catch."
They were so wrapped up in their own little world they they hadn't heard him come in
"I'll call you later." he promised
"Hey Brooks. Come here a sec." Jericho called across the locker room
Punk made his way over, mopping the west from his forehead "What do you want you douche, I want to shower." he said, guzzling from his water bottle.
Chris said nothing, tapping on his phone before abruptly handing it to him
He damn near choked, water spewing from his mouth "Yelena?" he said incredulously, his olive eyes wide "What the hell? How the... What?" he asked
Yelena snorted. Never in in all her days of working with him had she seen him so tongue tied "Asshole. I texted you a week ago."
"I changed my number and might I add that you disappeared without a damn trace? A started to file a Missing Person report."
"Touché. How have you been? You look like shit. Brock must seriously have it out for you." she said, noting the stitches in his chin. He was a bloodily mess after Lesnar busted him open on RAW
"It's just a scratch." Pink shrugged, gesturing to the stitches in his chin "Enough about me Ulyanova. What medieval sex dungeon does Jericho have you chained up in these days?"
"Watch it asshole." Jericho warned with a grin
"I'm out in Florida. I moved after I resigned. Hunter damn near begged me to come work down at Full Sail."
"Where no one would think to find you. Cheeky." Punk said, rolling his eyes "Well us small folk miss you here on the Main Roster. When you're finished getting your groove back down there, we'd love to have you back."
"Maybe one day." she told him half heartedly "I miss your stupid face Brooks."
"Likewise Buttercup. I'm sure there's a lot of people on the locker room who shares the feeling. Up and leaving us like that was a dick move, if I forgot to mention it."
"Says the man who walked off without finishing his sentence after losing his match and disappeared for weeks." she shot back
She missed their playful banter.
"I came back, didn't I? A lot more than I can say about you."
They chatted for a while before Chris chimed in "Its one a.m. and the locker room is deserted."
"Always the party pooper. Give Phil my phone number and call me when you get settled in you hotel room."
"Will do sweetheart."
"Phil, call me back!"
"God I forgot what a need little bitch you are Ulyanova."
She grinned, flipping him the bird before hanging up.
"I should have known." Punk said, smirking from ear to ear
"Known what, exactly?" Chris asked, packing up the rest of his things
"That if anyone was capable of tracking her down, it's you. Just can't stay away can you?"
Chris let out a chuckle "Don't assume about things you don't understand."
"Oh I'm going to assume. It's who I am. I'm an assuming son of a bitch."
"Well I can assure you that whatever your assumption is, you've probably got it a thousand percent wrong."
"Alright then." Punk said, sitting on the bench behind him "I'm in the mood to be humored. So you want me to believe that you found her, what, by complete accident?"
"Yeah, actually."
"Bullshit." Punk called "All the people she was close with that she would be in contact with after all this time, how are you one of them?"
"There's more to it than you think."
"There's always more to it when it comes to you and Yelena." Punk snorted. He had learned that a long time ago "So what is it this time?"
"It's..." Chris pondered on his words. There was never an easy way to explain the complex relationship he and Yelena always had "complicated."
"When was it ever not?"
Chris picked up his bags "You'll find out what I mean soon enough."
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