Hotel Gym, Before RAW
Gionna's POV

We take the usual gym selfies between sets, post it, then we start breaking down plans for tonight amongst other topics.

Demi: Saw you two kissed. What's that about?

Me: Well, you know how I said I hated him and you called BS on me?

Demi: Hang on, let me start recording. I need video evidence of you saying that I was right.

She pulls out her phone and aims the camera at me, then hits record.

Demi: Go on, then.

Me: You were right, Dem.

She laughs as I say it defeatedly. Once she puts her phone away, we go back to working out and talking. I hit the squats (gotta keep my ass lookin' good for my new man, right) while Demi spots me.

Demi: So are you two dating now?

Me: I don't...really know. We...made out...all weekend...but we haven't...talked about us much.

Demi: Well, it doesn't help that you two were thick as thieves for years. It's like you two already dated, just minus all the fun bits.

Me: You know...how Caleb is...He won't break that vow...he made himself...even for me.

Demi: The marriage one? Oh, yeah, no that's one he'll hold onto. To think you thought he broke it.

Me: I'm not...exactly proud...of that.

Demi: Hate makes us do crazy things, especially when we're lying to ourselves the whole time. Look, point is, that's behind you now. Now, you've gotta focus on your future.

I stand upright and walk off the set, then trade places with her as the spotter.

Me: I told him I hated him, Demi. And for a long time, he believed it was true. I feel like I need to make it up to him.

Demi: Well...you two aren't fucking...so that takes that out. How often...have you guys...gone at it?

Me: Often. Turns out we both have high sex drives.

Demi: So do Duncan and I...Look, he might not even be mad about it anymore...you know how he is.

Me: Sometimes I think he's too forgiving for his own good.

Demi: Then others...you remember...they don't call...him Prince Petty...for nothing.

Me: And I don't want to be on the receiving end of a Prince Petty comeback.

As Demi finishes up her set, we're joined by Cheree Crowley, better known as Dakota Kai.

Cheree: Hey, I have a problem. So, there's this guy...

At the Arena
Caleb's POV

I set my hoodie down on top of the barricade, then climb into the ring. We have a long while before the show starts and Cody asked me to help him go over some stuff for his tag match. I roll into the ring and stand with him and Duncan.

Me: Alright, boys. What's up?

Duncan: One, you and Gio, it's about time. Anne sent the video to us. Two, you're not gonna get payback on her for saying she hates you, are you?

Me: "I hate you" wasn't in her vocabulary before I left. Got nothin' to be mad about. Now, what's the spot?

Cody: Dirty Deeds right into a Tsunami.

Me: Think you can get outta the way fast enough?

Cody: Only one way to find out. You cool with being the test dummy?

Me: Meh. If I die, I die. Let's do it. Hit me with a few Dirty Deeds, then have Dunc Tsunami a couple times. Once we got the timing separated, we can try it all in one go.

At the Arena
Gionna's POV

Anne: They got here early. Is everything okay, Gio?

Demi: She thinks Caleb is gonna get her back for saying that she hated him so many times.

Anne: Have you tried making it up to him?

Me: There's only so many times we can-

Anne: Not what I meant, not what I meant!

Demi laughs and I giggle a little at Anne waving her hands, dismissing the idea of whatever she thought I was about to say. I was going to say make out, but whatever.

Anne: Anyway, have you talked to Hunter about you and Caleb?

Me: We called him the morning after TNA Genesis. Why?

Anne: 'Cause he's marching down to talk to your boytoy.

I look at the ring and see Hunter walking down the ramp while Caleb imitates HBK's strut and dances. Cody and Duncan are laughing while Colby and Alex watch from the corners with smiles on their faces.

Caleb's POV

Hunter walks over to the apron and looks up at me as I finish doing a Shawn impression. I go over to the side of the ring he's at and see him smiling.

Me: Hey, boss man.

I say, reaching my hand down and shaking his hand once I'm close enough.

Hunter: Great work at TNA. Thanks for the call to get everything sorted out with HR. Now, about your rivalry with Dom.

Me: Everything alright?

Hunter: We want to go in a different direction. Tonight's plan stays the same, but it's going to put a temporary bow on this rivalry. What're your plans for WrestleMania?

Me: They were to fight Dom. Why, what's up?

Hunter: Can you do that dance just like that every time?

Me: You want me to dance at 'Mania?

Hunter: Something like that. Here's what we're thinking...

Gionna's POV

Anne, Demi, Victoria (Raquel), Damage CTRL, Priscilla (Gigi Dolin), and I all share a locker room tonight.

Priscilla isn't wrestling tonight, but she is going to have a segment with her longtime boyfriend Alex Ambrose later tonight. They're all talking about random stuff, probably Cheree liking Cody, but I can't focus on it. All I can focus on is how to make this up to Caleb.

Demi: If you were sleepin' with him, I'd say threesome.

I smile lightly at the suggestion. She and Duncan occasionally invite someone as a "wedding present" or something. I don't know, I wasn't paying attention when she told me how they do what they do. Mostly because I didn't care. Still don't. As long as they're both happy with each other and no one's getting hurt, there's no problem with it that I can see.

Demi: Then again you accused him of kissing/fucking your friends. Maybe hold off on that idea for now.

I laugh lightly, then go over what I'm supposed to do tonight with her and Victoria. In the back of my mind, all I can think about is him. I bet he's plotting something in that twisted, petty, comical brain of his right now.

Caleb's POV

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I wrap my hands while sitting next to Duncan, nodding my head to the beat.

Cody: This what you guys normally do?

Dom: Yeah, usually.

Fergal (Finn): Why? Not afraid of Tech N9ne, are ya?

Cody: No, it's just rare to see a locker room that isn't in chaos.

Duncan: It's easy to keep the peace when everyone in the locker room is too lazy to hold grudges.

Cody: How do you resolve things?

I finish taping my wrist up, then look up from the floor and see everyone pointing at me. I raise an eyebrow, then realize what they're getting at.

Duncan: Prince Petty either talks everyone down or helps you get in a prank so good, they don't wanna mess with you again.

Cody: Like what?

Duncan: Colby used to give him hell all the time. Guess he thought Caleb was tryin' to squeeze in on Anne.

Me: So I froze his pants.

Cody: How did you freeze his pants?

Me: We were staying in Toronto, he was asleep. Anne let me in the room, I took all of his pants, put them in a bath tub, soaked them, then laid 'em on the ground. Canadian winter did the rest for me.

Duncan: He had to walk into the arena in shorts.

Cody: So are you getting Gionna back?

Me: Hmm...Nah, probably not.

RAW on Netflix

In the ring, a heartbroken Dominik Mysterio stands with a mic in hand, his Judgement Day brothers standing with him. A lot of people still boo him, despite the sympathy many send his way. Finally, he finds a gap to speak.

Dom: Liv!

The fans interrupt him with boos again. The titantron in the arena cuts on and shows Liv sitting in the passenger seat of Dom's low rider. From the ring, he shouts to her.

Dom: Why!? Why, Liv!?!

Liv: Why what, Dominik? Why did I get involved? Why did I pick the man who pushed me out of the way over the loser that risked my safety in the first place? Why did I leave you and your tattered heart alone in Cali?

Dom doesn't speak into the mic, but he stares up at the titantron and talks, his voice inaudible over the crowd. She laughs at his confusion, then speaks again.

Liv: Poor, innocent little Dom. You were never the apple of my eye. You were a means to an end...And now that Rhea has that title, I've decided to move onto new...and better...things.

The camera zooms out, revealing the new, custom paint job done to the low rider. The black car is now adorned with my decal on the driver's side, which is facing the camera.

Liv: Finn, JD, Carli, it's been real. Good luck next week against the War Raiders. My new man and I...we've got bigger fish to fry but we wanted to leave you with a parting gift. Goodbye, Dominik.

As she speaks, I slide into the ring behind the Judgement Day. My left foot bounces with anticipation. Dom turns away from the titantron, looking to talk to his allies. Instead, he's met right in the chin with my left boot.

Dom's body falls to the ground and I roll out of the ring and walk around to the ramp. The members of Judgement Day watch in shock as I strut back to my music.

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Catering

In catering, Gionna and I sit down together and watch the show go on. Currently, Alex is squaring off with Jey and Gunther in a war of words. Throughout the exchange, Gigi remains by Alex's side. Honestly, it's admirable. I thought they were going to have her do the "no, please don't fight Gunther, he's dangerous" kinda thing with her. Instead, she's just standing by his side while he prepares for his triple threat match this Saturday.

Gionna: There's no easy way to say this...

I look over at her with concern. She doesn't look back at me. She takes a deep breath, then says what's on her mind.

Gionna: I'm scared you're plotting something to get back at me for saying all of those horrible things about you.

She looks over at me with a hint of nervousness. I look her in the eyes, then start laughing.

Me: That's why everyone's been askin' me if Prince Petty was gonna strike again?

Gionna: It's not funny.

She says, playfully pushing my shoulder. My laughter is clearly contagious, judging by the smile that now covers her face.

Me: You do realize that we've made out constantly since we got together and you told me I can grab your ass whenever, right?

Gionna: So?

Me: Dude, have you seen you? You're hot as fuck. Best thing Jersey's ever made was you.

Gionna: Does that make you the best thing to come out of Georgia?

Me: Nah. That's gotta be Jackie Robinson or MLK. One of them. I'm just a guy with bleached hair that kicks people in the chin.

Gionna laughs again and moves closer to me. I hold her as we watch the segment come to an end. The segment ends with a brawl after Gunther tried to insult Gigi. Alex didn't have any of the and headbutted him. Jey laughed at the jab to Gigi, so Alex found him equally as guilty and decided to make him pay. It ends with everyone fighting each other until Alex is the only one left standing, the title in one hand and Gigi standing proudly in his corner.

Victoria (finally learned it) walks over to us and Gionna gets up, then follows her to the hallway for their segment.

Gionna's POV

The cameras cut on and the production crew point at us. Raquel walks into frame with her arms crossed and I turn to look at her.

Raquel: We're done with Judgement Day?

Me: We don't need them anymore, Raquel. Just like I told you before, they were a means to an end.

Raquel: And Winters?

I smirk at the mention of his name and take a minute to think of an answer. Once I have it, I look at her and smile.

Me: He's the only man that can keep up mentally...and physically.

My answer seems to satisfy her curiosity for now. Then, the crowd cheers as Rhea joins us in the frame.

Rhea: Let me get this straight...you injured me, stole my boyfriend, stole my friends...all just to get my championship?

We have a tense stare down, neither of us changing our facial expressions until Rhea smirks.

Rhea: Finally got some respect for you, Morgan.

She pats my shoulder, then walks away from me. The cameras cut and our segment ends.

Caleb's POV

Hunter: What do you think?

Me: Talked to Shawn about it yet?

Hunter: Just told him we had something in mind.

Me: I'll head to NXT next week and talk to him about it.

Hunter: Sounds good. Gionna going with you?

Me: As far as I know. Why? Need her at another show?

Hunter: Not to my knowledge. Have fun.

I pat H's shoulder and leave gorilla. As I walk out, Gionna walks over to me and looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

Me: Guess who's visitin' NXT next week.

Gionna: You?

Me: Us. Unless you've gotta ride with someone else.

Gionna: All yours, Bravo.

Me: Still nervous I'm gonna get you back?

Gionna: More like still planning on making it up to you.

Me: Oh? Well, don't let me stop ya.

She laughs, her hand coming up to cover her laughter a little. After she calms down a bit, she carries on the conversation.

Gionna: Do I get to know why we're going to NXT?

Me: Hunter wants me to have a good WrestleMania.

Gionna: What do you-...Oh. Ohhhhhhhh.

She turns to look at me, shock and excitement filling her eyes.

Me: It's still subject to change, but he came to me with the idea earlier.

Gionna: What about you and Dom?

Me: Next week, we're gonna square off and temporarily finish things.

Gionna: Is your family gonna be there?

Me: Yep.

Gionna: Can't wait to see Emma Lynn again. She's in college, isn't she?

Me: The only one of us to go. I mean, my parents went. Zay and I didn't though. I got called here right after graduation, so unless you count runnin' the ropes with HBK and the Hitman as college, she's the only one to go.

Gionna: Does she have a boyfriend yet?

Me: No idea. If she has one, she hasn't told me.

Gionna: No surprise there. That poor girl has an electrician for a dad and two wrestlers for brothers.

Me: Oh, like you'd be less protective.

Gionna: I know the importance of having fun...but if anyone ever hurt that girl...

Me: You'd have to wait in line.

As we get to the end of the hallway, I hear footsteps coming up behind us. I turn around and see a few camera people. Then, I get a text from Hunter.

Hunter: This is gonna happen. We want to document it. Congrats, kid, you've got your own documentary now.

Me: Well...how 'bout that. Y'all ain't gonna record everything, are y'all?

Gionna smacks my arm lightly while the camera people laugh and shake their heads. I don't want them to record everything. There are some parts of our relationship I'd like to keep private.

Hotel
Gionna's POV

After the show, Caleb and I go back to the hotel room TNA had gotten for us. They only paid for the one night, but Caleb didn't see the point in us having to change rooms, so he decided to pay for my room and offer the joined room to Colby and Anne. Honestly, I'm glad he did. It's way better than having to share a wall with Demi and Duncan. Let's just say they don't want to wait for the wedding night.

As soon as we get to the hotel room, I drop my bags except for one and go to the bathroom. This is a really nice hotel room. Like suuuuuuuuuuper nice, and the size of the tub shows it. I start the water and go through my normal post-RAW relaxation process (salts, candles, bubbles, all that shit). I get ready, climb on in, and just breathe. It helps to take a moment like this and let everything kinda soak in. Literally and figuratively.

Caleb's POV

Gionna goes straight to do her little bath ritual thingy-do. Anyway, I set our bags down (she made it sound like she carried a bunch of bags, didn't she?) when my phone rings. I look at the caller ID and sigh. Let's get this over with.

Me: Hello?

Lexi: One, go Buckeyes!

Me: Blegh.

After laughing for a minute straight, Lexi aka the Goddess Alexa Bliss calms down enough and starts talking again.

Lexi: Two, are you kidding me? Why did you wait until after I had my baby to get with Gionna?

Me: Because I thought it'd be soooooo much fun if we got together while you weren't here. I don't know, Lex, blame Jeff.

Lexi: Okay, okay. Look, I was told to reach out to someone I trusted to work off some ring rust.

Me: For the Rumble?

Lexi: Sharp as ever. Wanna help a sister out?

Me: Come by the house sometime later this week. You, Ryan, the little lady. Gi and I're headin' there tomorrow.

Lexi: Still don't fly?

Me: Only off the top rope.

Lexi: You're gonna put Gionna through a twelve-hour drive?

Me: Not straight. I'd only do that if it was just me drivin' or if it was me and Dunc. That big boy don't fly willingly. Think he and Dem joined the mile high club by choice? It's the only way she can keep his ass on a plane.

Ryan: Is that Caleb?

Me: Hi, Ryan. How ya doin'?

Ryan: Tired, man.

Me: Are y'all okay? I saw the thing about the forest fires poppin' up behind your house.

Ryan: We're all good now. We're a little bit shaken up, but we're okay, Hendrix is okay.

Me: That's all that matters, man. If y'all can make it to the house, you know I've got room for all y'all.

Lexi: Heheh. "All y'all".

She says, doing a tough, masculine voice as she mocks me. For someone who spent a decade in Florida, she really didn't pick up on the southerness.

Me: Oh, hush, ya damn yankee. See y'all later. Tell the lil' lady Uncle Showoff can't wait to see her.

Lexi: Is Gionna around?

Me: Bathroom.

Lexi: Well, tell her I said better late than never. Can't believe I spent eleven years waiting for you two to get together.

Me: Yeah, yeah, I'll pass the message. See y'all later.

Gionna's POV

I stare at myself in the mirror, towel wrapped around my body, and prepare myself to go back into the arms of the Southeastern Diamondback. It's time to make up for lost time. I take a deep breath, then blow out the candles and walk out of the bathroom.

Caleb's POV

I hear the bathroom door creak open and turn my head to see the most gorgeous woman on the face of the planet (no, Duncan, it's not Demi, stop saying that) walking out of the bathroom in just a towel. She smirks and walks over to me, a little pep in her step and extra swing in her hips.

Me: This is what you had in mind?

I ask with a small chuckle. She grins and nods, her grin then turning into her twisted smirk. Within a split second, she goes from standing still to running at me. Fortunately, I'm used to her doing this, it's how she used to ambush people when she was saying "hi" to them. I catch her once she hops up, her legs immediately wrapping around me as she giggles again. Once she stops giggling and catches her breath, she looks at me apologetically.

Gionna: Caleb, I'm truly, truly sorry for accusing you...for hurting you...and for trying to hate you. I could never hate you. I love you. So, to prove that I'm sorry...and how much I love you, I give you...me.

Me: That's all I could ever ask for.

Her lips meet mine and I enjoy her apology to the fullest extent that I can morally allow myself to, her towel falling as we roll onto the bed.

Gionna's POV

After finishing my apology and winding down for the night, Caleb lays next to me. Uncharacteristically for him, he falls asleep first. I don't think anything of it at first and get ready to get up to grab myself a hoodie. Before I can move, I feel the bed shake. I look over to my left and Caleb is the one shaking. His eyes shoot open and he breathes rapidly, like he's terrified of some unknown creature whispering in his ear. He looks around the room, his eyes darting around rapidly.

Me: Babe? Baby!?

Caleb's eyes land on me, his eyes wide and fearful. He tries to control his breathing, I can hear his attempts at taking deep breaths, but something's keeping him from doing so. Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. Okay, what did I do last time, what did I do last time?

Me: Caleb, baby listen to me. Do you know where you're at?

Caleb: Mhm...

Me: Name five things you can see.

His eyes dart around the dimly lit room once again, but this time with a bit of purpose.

Caleb: Weird curtain...moon...Chucky, for some reason...chair that looks like a Smurf...you...

Me: That's right. That's right, I'm here, baby. I'm here. Me, Chucky, the moon, the weird curtain, and the Smurf chair.

I look around the room to see what he's talking about and sure enough, one of the chairs in the room has our bags in it and looks like a Smurf in the darkness.

Caleb: Can't stand Chucky...killed my girl...heheh...

He says with a chuckle, trying his best to make me laugh despite his panic-induced state. I smile and roll my eyes, continuing to rub his arm gently.

Me: I know. I know, baby. Just breathe for me. What happened?

Caleb: Thought about everything. Me, you, Mania, all of it. I spiraled, then you were shouting "baby"...

Me: Come here.

I grab his shoulders and roll him over on top of me (hey, this is familiar) and just hold him. I run my fingers through his long, bleach blond hair as he lays on top of me.

Caleb: Sorry I scared you...I'm not crushing you, am I?

Me: No. No, you're not. It's okay. I was cold anyway. Now you can keep me warm.

Caleb: Told you I'm a mess...

Me: You're my mess.