A New Paige

Curbstomp

Paige -

I smirk as I walk beside Dean, the briefcase in his hand.

"I know Dean Ambrose. He is not normal, he is the furthest thing from normal and he doesn't respond to situations like this the way normal people do. Ambrose thinks this is funny. Ambrose is probably laughing about this right now but guess what, Ambrose! It's not funny! It's never been funny! There are personal items of mine that you have in my briefcase that need to be returned to me immediately." I could hear Seth as his voice goes angry and annoyed, "and if you do not come down here, to this ring, right NOW, stomping your head through cinder blocks is gonna look like nothing compared to what I do when I get ahold of you. Trust me..."

"Seth, shut up." I say as our faces appear on the Titantron. We watch as Stephanie points to the Titantron, Seth's eyes following her finger. I stand beside Dean, a smirk on my face. Triple H then turns his attention to us as well.

"Seth. Are you looking for this?" Dean asks, holding the briefcase up. Seth begins shouting which causes me to roll my eyes. Dean drops the briefcase to his side and smirks, "these days, whenever I look at you, I wanna grab a needle and thread and sew my eyeballs shut. Just looking at the Authority makes me absolutely sick! Seth, you used to be a man, now...now, since your letting your corporate mommy and daddy fight your battles for you. I have a message for all three of you. If you want this back," he holds the briefcase up again, "come and get it." I watch as Stephanie, Triple H and Seth exit the ring and begin up the ramp.

"Oh, Stephanie," Stephanie looks at me, "my head doesn't hurt, so I'll be waiting." I smirk and the cameras cut.

I high five Dean and we make our way to catering. I watch as the J&J Security walk by, one of them eating a hotdog. Dean waves at them but they're so oblivious, they don't notice.

"Wanna go check out the merchandise? Maybe even sign a few autographs?" I nod.

"Sounds good." We walk to catering and Dean smiles.

"I have an idea."

"Oh god, what is it this time?" he laughs and grabs a duffel bag and begins filling it with clothes. I look around and then lean in so nobody would notice what Dean was doing. "What in the bloody hell are you doing?"

"Grabbing a gift for the fans."

"Don't tell me." I look around once again and notice Stephanie and Paul walking towards us.

"Unm, problem."

"What?" I nod towards Stephanie and Paul.

Dean grabs the briefcase and the duffel bag and we make our way towards the ring. I slide in as Dean tosses the duffel bag over the ropes and slides the briefcase in. He goes under the mat and grabs a table, sliding it into the ring as well.

He enters and sets up the table. He begins talking and then throws shirts into the crowd. J&J security walk out and Dean says something - I was dizzy and disoriented - and they run to the back.

J&J, and Seth - along with a bunch of security - make their way to ringside. Dean and I just stare them down. I was feeling really annoyed by how wimpy and gutless Seth was. If he was truly going to take out Dean and myself, you would think he wouldn't need backup or bodyguards.

"I'm busted." Dean raises one hand. "I'm busted." He then points to the security, "I don't know, are you guys real security? I could've sworn you were Rosebuds last week." I nearly crack a smile but I bite the inside of my cheek to keep my stern expression. "Alright, alright, alright, alright. I've had my fun, I'm sorry. Alright? Take your briefcase back, I don't want any problems. Just take your briefcase, take it." Dean backs away from the briefcase, I look at him confused. I look back to Seth, he was eyeing Dean and the briefcase. I stood planted. "Paige, let's go. Don't want to cause any problems, alright? Let's go." I slowly follow Dean. "Take the case, Seth. You're Mister Money In The Bank, take the case. I'm sorry."