Sanctuary

Chapter Six - Team.

Team noun

1. a group of players forming one side in a competitive game or sport.

No sooner did I cross the curtain, I heard all three of them trailing behind me. I whipped around to see Dean was the first one in my face.

"You know you should really learn to say thank you." He wagged a finger.

"Take that thing out of my face before I bite it off." I growled and he got a look of mock surprise.

"You like to bite? What a coincidence, so do I."

"Hey, what's going on here?" Triple H asked, coming up on the side of us.

"Why'd you send these idiots out there?" I glanced at him. "I could've handled the Neidharts by myself."

"It was just a small favor from me to you." He explained, laying a hand on my shoulder that I shrugged off. "This way the Hounds can help you permanently eliminate them as a threat."

"That's what I'm for." Frankie chimed in.

"Yeah what she said." I agreed cocking my head towards her.

"You can't send a woman to do a man's job," Roman laughed. "I mean maybe you can pick at the bones when we're done."

"Or maybe you," She poked a finger in his chest. "Can pick at the bones when we're done."

He scoffed. "What can you do to them that we can't do a million times better?"

"Beat them." I said.

"Fine." He chuckled, backing up some and glancing at Seth. "Guess they don't need us then."

"No, no, no." Triple H boomed shaking his head. "Yes they do. Don't try to get out of this match, Reigns." He pointed to him sternly before looking at Frankie. "You get out of here and stop causing trouble before I suspend you."

"For what exactly?" She challenged.

"For not following orders. And I'll extend it to after the tournament." He nodded towards the locker room. "Now, hit the showers or something."

She gave him a glare and me a pat on the back before leaving. He watched her making sure she was out of ear shot before he started talking again.

"You four, listen up and listen good. I'm not going to let my plans be ruined by anyone. Next week you destroy them, Payback a new champion is crowned then Money In The Bank is all smooth sailing."

I looked at the boys, frowning in disgust when I saw the sick grin Dean was giving me.

"We're a team from now on," Triple H told us. "If one of us goes down, we all go down. Is that clear?"

"Crystal boss." Ambrose said smoothly. "I'll be sure to look out for our new teammate. Be sure to keep her safe and sound."

"Good. Now, Blake, all you have to do is next week let me know which two members you've chosen for the match." Trip said to me.

I didn't say a word, just walked away from them and went to the locker area.

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(Later that night)

"Who does that Samoan Daddy Mack wanna be think he is?" She scoffed pacing in front of me. "A man's job. Does he mean Rollins and Ambrose's jobs. Not like he does shit anyways."

"Calm down, Frankie."

"And that Leno nosed Cerebal ASSassin. Telling me to hit the showers, who the hell did he think he was talking to?"