When Michael and Saraya went backstage, everyone was clapping and congratulating Michael for his match against Tyler Breeze. Michael sheepishly smiles and thanks them all as his parents went up to him to hugs him.

Steph: You did amazing, sweetie.

Paul: I'm proud of you, kid.

Michael: Thanks, guys. I did my best.

The separate as Ashley comes over and hugs him.

Ashley: That was awesome, Mikey.

Mike: Thanks, Ash.

*later*

Michael is seen talking with Saraya as she prepares for her match against Ashley in the Tables Match.

Michael: You're ready for that match?

Saraya: Hell Yeah. I can't wait to see how brutal it would get. Besides, I'm happy that you gave us a tables match since we haven't had one before.

Michael: Well, I was wondering about it and I felt it would give you guys more attention for the PPV.

Saraya: Aww. Ain't that sweet of you, Mikey.

Michael: *blushes a bit* Aah. Well, I-

Saraya chuckles as she stands up.

Saraya: Well, I have to go. Wish me luck, Michael.

Michael: I will. Be careful, Saraya.

Saraya: I will, Michael. Don't worry.

She gives him a kiss in the cheek before walking away as her match was soon to begin. Michael watches her leave as he gave a small sigh.

*later*

Michael is now backstage, watching the match between Charlotte and Paige. So far, Paige has the advantage over Charlotte with Flair looking worried.

The added stipulation made the match a bit more violent as no Diva hasn't yet gone through a table in a long time. Michael remembered seeing women getting put through the table, mostly the time Trish Stratus pushes Lita off a ladder through a table.

Soon, the match was beginning to end as Ric tries to help his daughter, with little success as Paige made Charlotte push him of the apron, through a table. Capitalizing on the shock, Paige stuns Charlotte and places her on a table before climbing up a nearby ladder.

Michael: What the hell?! She wouldn't do it. Would she?

Once Paige got on top of the ladder, she let's out a scream before jumping off the ladder and hitting an elbow drop on Charlotte, breaking the table and winning the match.

Michael: And she did it!

The crowd and the commentators were yelling in shock and amazement that Paige decided to do that. Lillian announces her victory as a referee helps her up and passes the title to her, while the fans cheer for her.

*later*

Saraya is seen on a room with Michael as he begins to talk to her.

Michael: Are you crazy?! You literally jumped off a ladder, on Charlotte, through the table!

Saraya: Yep. I did. The best part is, I wasn't suppose to do that.

Michael: I knew it. Seriously, you almost gave me a heart attack when you did that.

Saraya: Don't worry, love. I'll try not to get myself hurt.

Michael: Look, I'm not saying you should stop doing risky moves. I'm saying make sure you think through it before doing that stunt. Okay?

Saraya nods as Michael then hugs her, which surprised her.

Michael: I'm happy that you won. I really do. That was an awesome match. Just be careful next time, alright?

Saraya: *hugs him* Don't worry. I'll be careful. I promise.

They stayed that way for a while, rubbing their backs, as their hearts begin to beat loudly. Soon, they parted a bit as they stare at each other. Both were breathing deeply as their eyes meet. They then slowly got their faces closer and closer until...their lips collide as they have a sigh of relief and pleasure.

Saraya felt relieved. She always wanted to kiss Michael for a while, but she had to hide that desire until now. Michael felt a huge weight coming off of him. He had a crush on Saraya like she does, and had been fully deciding to just accept her.

After a long while, they stop and backed away, giving them a chance to breath. Saraya gave a gentle smile to him.

Saraya: Does this mean you made your decision?

Michael: *smiles* Yeah. *they hugged* I did.

Saraya smiles as she hugs Michael tightly, feeling happy that the young man has accepted her. Michael smiles as he hugs her back, feeling happy that someone finally loves him back.

The two ladder stayed in the room as they watch Roman Reigns winning the TLC Match against Sheamus, despite the League of Nations interference.

*later*

The two got ready to leave as they got their stuff up and walk to the parking lot together. Soon, they stopped as Saraya turns to Michael.

Saraya: See you tomorrow, Michael.

Michael: You too, Saraya. Also, We'll be telling this to my parents tomorrow, alright?

Saraya: Sure.

She gives him a kiss in the cheek and walks away as Michael watches her leave he walks away to find his parents. Soon, Paul sees him coming.

Paul: Where were you, son?

Michael: With Saraya. Nothing else.

Paul: You sure? *cheeky grin* You didn't have a...you know what with her?

Michael: *blushes* What?! No. Nothing like that...well, sort of.

Paul: *chuckles as he pats him in the shoulder* Don't worry, kiddo. We'll have a chat with you and Saraya tomorrow so we wouldn't have you mom go crazy on us.

Michael: *shivers* Yeah.

Paul: Yep. Anyway, let's go. Also, me and your mother are planning to give you a car.

Michael: Wait, really?

Paul: Yeah. You got your permit and license, it's obvious you're going to drive on your own so, we're going to get your a car you like, okay?

Michael: Hell yeah! *hugs him* Thanks, dad!

Paul: *hugs back* No problem, buddy. Now, let's go. You're mothers wait.

They walk away.