A few days later

Roman
Ashley, Ambrose, and I were planning on acting like she's still suffering with her memory loss while we're at work. We decided on telling the few people that we could trust about Ashley's recovery. We finally arrived to the arena after leaving Pensacola this morning and I was ready to start doing what I loved again, knowing my girlfriend was able to remember everything and that Seth's going to be put in prison very soon. I felt incredible and very confident with my segment with Paul Heyman tonight.

Also, I was thrilled that I finally had a new shirt that came out a few days ago from WWE. One of the crew members gave me the new shirt. I put it on and seen Ashley with a smile on her face.

"That new shirt looks amazing on you!" Ashley complimented.

"Thank you." I grinned.

It was finally time for me to make my return back to WWE after everything that's happened lately within these past two weeks. I walked into work full of confidence, I felt happier than ever and I knew exactly what I needed to do and that was show everyone that I mean business.

"Hey!" Dolph said, reeling me into a hug.

"What's up, man? It's been awhile."

"It has been. How's Ashley?"

"Well, can you keep a secret?"

"Of course I can, what's up?"

"Ashley's full memory finally came back to her a few days ago."

"You're fucking with me, man."

"Nope. I'm telling you the truth, Ziggler." I shook my head.

"How many people do you plan on telling this to, or was it just meant for me to know?"

"I was also going to tell Nikki and Brie, my cousins, Miz, John, Eva, and Sasha about the news. However, we're not to tell anyone outside of them because if word gets to Seth or the authority, we're fucked."

"I got you, Roman. The secret is safe with me."

An hour before the show started, I rallied up Ashley, Ambrose; along with our closest friends and my cousins, to my locker-room to inform them about Ashley finally being able to remember everything like before.

"Alright, Ashley and I have something very important to tell you guys before the show starts here in an hour."

"Let me guess, you two are expecting a baby!" Nikki said.

I shook my head, "No."

"Then what's going on?" Brie asked.

"Before I say anything, everyone needs to keep this a secret and this cannot go beyond this vert room, alright?"

"You have our word." Miz said.

"I want to tell them." Ashley said, looking into my eyes with a smile.

I nodded.

"The good news is that my full memory has finally come back. I can remember everything from the past, and the present!"

Eva and Sasha paused for a few seconds before running towards Ashley and giving her hugs that almost suffocated her.

"Oh my gosh, Ashley!" Eva sniffled. "You remember me again, don't you?"

"Of course I do, I can't forget about my two closest friends!"

"Welcome back, Ashley!" Sasha said with her eyes beginning to well-up in tears of happiness.

"This is amazing news. We've missed you so much and it's great to have you back!" John said.

Everyone rejoiced at the fact that she was able to remember them like before. From all the memories she shared with them in the past to the present, she was as happy as could be. However, I needed to tell them about the plan about what we're going to do with the authority.

"Everyone, I'm serious when I say that we have to keep this between each other. If words gets out to Hunter or the rest of the authority, we're screwed because they still think she has little-to-no memory, and we're going to act like she doesn't remember everything and is still struggling. Here's the plan, we're going to pretend that she's still struggling to remember everything and when the time is perfect, all of us are going to come together and do our damndest to destroy the authority."

"Fine with us, Uce." Jimmy said, "I've been waiting for a long time to put an end to those fools!"

"Same here, Uce." Jey said, looking over at his twin brother.

"Sounds like a plan?" I asked, looking at everyone.

"We gotcha, Roman." Dolph said, nodding in agreement.

"Ambrose, take Ashley over to your locker-room. I know you, Daniel, and Ziggler have a match tonight against Wade, Stardust, and Harper tonight so make sure that your locker-room door is locked so nobody knows where she's at besides you and I."

"Alright Rome." He said. "Come with me, Ashley."

Everyone started to leave my locker-room and I was able to put my gloves on before leaving. When I opened the door, I seen Hunter staring at me in suspicion like he knew something was going on.

"What's up, Hunter?" I said.

"Cut the crap, Roman." He said, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Cut what crap, H? I'm just getting ready for my match because I've been gone for almost two weeks."

"Just know that I got my eyes on you." Hunter said, looking me dead in the eyes.

After he left, I stood at the gorilla and waited my cue to come to the ring to interrupt Paul. With the way Hunter spoke to me, I was beginning to grow concerned.

RAW - March 16, 2015

Paul Heyman made his way down to the ring and I continued to hear him blabbing about how I wouldn't be able to beat Brock at WrestleMania for the championship.

"No one can stop Brock Lesnar, not even Roman Reigns." Paul smiled. "And that, to me, is a shame. Because if it was one person that could really live up to the hype. It was past tense, Roman Reigns. He was the stand out in NXT. He did beat twenty-nine others in the Royal Rumble. He did get past Daniel Bryan. He was the badass of The Shield. But what's gonna happen to Roman Reigns when reality bitch slaps him across the face and Brock Lesnar gives him a prison beating at WrestleMania? Because to my client, Roman Reigns is not the next great Samoan American, he's the next great Samoan Ameri-Can't."

The crowd cheered at his little speech.

"Roman Reigns, you can't beat up Brock Lesnar. You can't beat Brock Lesnar. You can't beat Brock Lesnar at WrestleMania. You can't beat Brock Lesnar for the WWE title. And you can't beat Brock Lesnar for the WWE title at WrestleMania! You can't! You can't! You can't! Your father should've told you this a long time ago! You-" Paul shouted into the microphone.

I've had enough and my entrance came on. I made my entrance down the stairs and locked my eyes with Paul's with my eyebrows furrowed.

"I've got a lot of respect for you Paul, I really do." I paused. "Possibly, the best talker ever in this business. And a lot of people think you're talking trash about my family. I don't think that's the case. I think you're giving everybody fair warning of what I am, and where I'm from." I laughed.

"So, my issue isn't with you man. My issue is with your client. So if you will, please excuse me. I'm gonna talk to him now."

I looked into the camera with a stern look on my face with the entire crowd cheering.

"If you were here right now I'd tell you face-to-face but you're not." I sniffled. "But I finally think we see eye-to-eye because I'm not going into this thing thinking there's gonna be a happy ending or fairytale, nah man. I'm expecting a fight. Hoping for a war! And I'm expecting from this war to be carried out but it's fine, ask Paul, I got a huge family, right?"

I looked over at him with a smile. "Huge family, right?"

Paul nodded in agreement with nervousness in his face.

"So I'm gonna have plenty of people to carry me out. But while I'm being carried out, I'm gonna be carrying out the WWE World Heavyweight Championship on this shoulder."

"And right next to that championship is a huge chip on my shoulder. From people telling me I can't, people like these guys right here!" I pointed at the crowd. "People telling me I can't; but Brock Lesnar, guess what? I'm gonna beat your ass at WrestleMania!" I shouted into the microphone.

The crowd proceeded to cheer.

"Not because I want to, not because I need to, but because I can, I will." I paused and looked at Paul with my eyes furrowed. "And I believe that!"

Heading backstage after the segment was finished, I went to meet up with Ambrose and to see Ashley again back at his locker-room.