The Hounds of Justice

2. Trouble in Paradise

Roman Reigns

"You need to get that eyebrow checked." I say to Kayla. An elbow from Stephanie had split her eyebrow open.

"It's fine." She says as she waves me off. The four of us are sitting in our locker room after the match.

"Kayla, please go and get it checked out." Colby says. That's odd. He's looking at her with a pained expression.

"Fine, by the time I'm back I expect you three to be ready to leave." She says slamming the  door behind her.

We change out of our ring gear and pack everything into the car before Kayla is back. Now we are sitting in the room waiting for her.

"She's a good wrestler." Jon says, "She's kinda fun to watch." He looks amused as he plays with his hoodie strings.

"Her finisher is amazing. Who would of thought to flip someone like that?" Colby adds.

"Hey, she learns from the best." I say pointing to myself, laughing.

Kayla comes back a few minutes later, the blood cleaned off her face.

"We have an interview early tomorrow morning in Minneapolis." She says handing me a paper with the address of where we have to be.

"NOT IT!" Jon screams, Colby and Kayla doing the same.
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DAMMIT I don't want to drive." I say, "Chicago to Minneapolis is like 6 hours."

"To bad I'm sleeping." Kayla says heading to the car.

Jon takes shotgun, Colby behind him and Kayla sitting next to him in the back. Jon is fast asleep, headphones in. Kayla's laying across the back seat, her head on Colby's shoulder. She has headphones in and is sleeping. I can see that Colby awake, his head leaning against the window.

"Good job tonight, Colbs." I say.

"You too, Uce. Where are we even?" He asks sitting up.

"Just outside of Minnesota, and it's only...." I check the clock, "oh about 4 a.m. Try and get some rest I'll wake you up when we get there.

Kayla Marie

I can hear Colby talking to Joe over the quiet music I have playing. I readjust the way I was laying, my head still on Colby's  shoulder but I'm more on my back. I can tell he is looking at me. I fall back asleep after a few minutes.

In Minneapolis now

"Hey. Wake up sleepy." I hear someone say shaking my shoulder, "mmm go away." I mumble, burying my face in Colby's shoulder. "Colby you wake her up, I'm going to help Jon with the luggage." He says and I hear the car door open and close.

"Hey, wake up baby." He says pushing me up so I'm sitting.

" 'm not your baby." I mumble, opening the door. He chuckles and hops out. "What time is it?"

" 'Bout 6, interview is at 7:30." Joe replies, shoving my duffle into my arms.

We get to the hotel room, its nothing fancy. Joe flops down and tries to sleep, Colby and I are changing to go to the gym, Jon is raiding the mini fridge of all its liquor.

"You guys are crazy for going to the gym this earlier." He says chugging a fifth of vodka.

"Yeah well it's a little early for you to be getting drunk." I snap back.

"I'm going to go, meet you down there." Colby says.

"You've never had to do an interview for WWE. They suck, especially this early in the morning." He says. I step back as he stands up.

"Whatever. Go get drunk then." I say as I head for the door.

The gym is empty besides for Colby and I, we grab some gloves and kick box for a half an hour before heading back to the room.

"I'll shower first then you can." I say, unlocking the door. I freeze as I look at a trashed hotel room.

"JOE WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED!" I yell, he's standing over Jon.

"He started throwing shit. He sais he was going to quit, then threw the mini fridge at the wall. I had to calm him down so I grabbed him. Because he's him that didn't work and he started fighting me so I had to shove him to the ground. Then you got here." He says reaching down to help Jon up.

"Listen I'm going to shower. Get this cleaned up, then I'll clean him up." I say pointing at the cuts on Jon's hands.

When I get out of the shower the room is clean, there's a dent in the wall from the fridge, a broken mirror, and a broken chair.

"I'm going to go talk to the front desk about paying for this, Colbs you shower, Kay take care of him." Joe says on his way out the door.

I down on the floor in front of Jon. I take his hands in mine and start cleaning them off with a towel, "You aren't done...." I whisper.

"No I'm not, I rather stay wrestling with you." He says looking me in the eyes. I stand up and walk over to my bag, I rummage around for a few seconds before I pull out some athletic tape and gauze. I wrap up his hands then tape them, he stands up and I pull him into a hug. "Let's go get this shit show over with."

At the interview

"Today we have with us the dominating force in WWE The Shield! Now Kayla, you are the newest member, do you have any wrestling history in your family?" Oh if they only knew.

"It's a surprise." I say, keeping with my character, being steely and trying to seem non interested.

The interview had drawn on for another half an hour, boring questions with boring answers. I can see why Jon was getting drunk. I scratch my arm, the sleeve to cover my tattoo is itchy.

"Kayla it appears that you are wearing an arm sleeve, how come?" The interviewer must of noticed.

"Oh.. um.." I can't come up with a good explanation.

"It's a compression sleeve, she tweaked her arm at a live event." Dean says nonchalantly. I mouth "thank you" and we rap up the interview.