The show starts off with a scene backstage, Wade standing in the guerilla area when he turns to see Belle standing there with the CWA Championship around her waist and the Five Nations on her shoulder. Wade steps closer and pecks her cheek.
Wade: Hullo champ.
Belle: *smiles and kisses his cheek* Hey yourself champ. Ready for your match?
Wade: Its just Angel. I should be able to beat her.
Belle: Well don't underestimate her. She is a champion for a reason.
Wade; *chuckles* I know, I know. So...you told me you'd pick a date for the wedding...
Belle: *smiles and nods* I know I did. I was thinking April? Just when the weather gets warmer. What do you think?
Wade: April is fine. *eyes drift to the championship around her waist*
Belle: Something you want to ask darling? *smirks a bit too happily*
Wade: No, no. I just...has your contender been picked yet?
Belle: No but I wanna pick after tonight. See how everyone does. Why?
Wade: *grins* I want a shot.
Belle: You want a shot at taking this away from me?
Wade: Would you rather it be me or a Lacroix?
Belle: That’s unfair. We both know I could beat either of them, just like I would try like hell to beat you. Just odd how you can see me this happy but wanna take it away Wade...
Wade: Forget I said anything.
Belle: Listen I will consider it. But you have to see there are others who deserve a shot as well.
Wade: Yes, yes I know.
Belle: One shot. That’s what you get if I give you a shot. *stands closer and puts her arms around his neck* Deal love?
Wade: *leans forward and kisses her* Of course.
Belle: *kisses back for a moment* Don't forget we have cake testing tomorrow.
Wade: Is that tomorrow?
Belle: Don't tell me you forgot.
Wade gives her a sheepish look.
Belle: Are you kidding me Stuart!?
Wade: *blanches* You're using my real name.
Belle: You're damn right I am. I have been reminding you for weeks!
Wade: I forgot! It's a simple mistake!
Belle: A simple mistake to forget about wedding details?
Wade: Just the cake!
Belle: What will it be next? The ceremony!?
Wade: Of course not!
Belle: *sighs* Sorry...I have been emotional lately.
Wade: How emotional? Do you think your...
Belle: Think I'm what?
Wade: Pregnant.
Belle: No...I couldn't be...
Wade: *smirks* Trust me...you could be.
Belle: *shakes her head* No...no...
Wade: When two people make love...
Belle: *looks at him* I'd have to give up my title...
Wade: I'd defend it ‘til you came back.
Belle: I have to go...good luck tonight.
She kisses his cheek quickly and leaves before he heads to the ring.
The camera goes to the ring, the crowd cheering as Angel enters, Vixxen’s title around her waist. She gets into the ring and hands over her belt before waiting. Wade’s theme hits and he walks out with a smile on his face, high-fiving a few of the fans.
Vixxens Champion Angel James vs. 1/2 CWA Tag Team Champions Wade Barrett
As soon as Wade bends to get in the ring, Angel hits him with a dropkick to the temple which is very uncharacteristic of her. She grins, Wade falling half in the ring and half out of it, legs on the apron. Angel raises her arm in early victory, mocking what Wade use to do in Nexus. She pulls Wade into the ring fully and pins him but only gets the two count. She looks surprised and grabs him, giving him the Twista before pinning him again, this time getting the three count.
Winner: Vixxens Champion Angel James via pinfall
Angel collects her title, holding it up in one hand, a smile on her face. She walks passed Wade and gets out of the ring without even glancing at him.
Jack stands backstage, knowing he's close to Sheamus' locker room.
Jack: Oh yeah Drew, she's crazy bout you.
Sheamus, who was just about to open the door to leave his locker room freezes, listening from the inside of the room.
Jack: How was dinner with her the other day? And you two did what after? Ooo...wait...she called you by his name? Ouch.
Sheamus: *suddenly comes out of the room, looking angry* Who are you referring to?
Jack: *rests the phone against his shoulder as he answers* Drew's tellin’ me bout dinner the other night with blondie. Now if you'll excuse me...
Sheamus: *angrily grabs him by his shirt* What dinner with her?
Jack: They went out to dinner Saturday. Drew says she told you.
Sheamus: Yeah right... *frowns, not believing him*
Jack: What did blondie lie again? *smirks*
Sheamus: How do I know it’s not you who’s lying huh?
Jack: *hands him the phone* Wanna talk to Drew?
Sheamus: No, I don’t want to talk to Drew. *looks annoyed*
Jack: *smirks and says into phone* No, he doesn't wanna talk to you. Yeah, I gotta get going to the ring. Match comin up. Tell her you say hello? Sure.
Sheamus glares at Jack for a few seconds before shaking his head and walking off, muttering something, Jack smirking as he watches.
The camera cuts back to the ring as Carter drives out; limping slightly after getting out of his truck. He carefully climbs up the steel stairs to get into the ring, leaning against the ropes as he waits.
Carter Lacroix vs. Amy Hennigan
Carter watches Amy get in the ring and nods at her, staying in his corner. The bell rings and he walks over to her, grabbing her arm and tossing her into the turnbuckle. He runs at her, hoping for a knee to the gut but she moves out of the way and he lands it against the second turnbuckle. Carter hisses in pain and stumbles backwards, turning to get hit by a standing dropkick to the gut. He doubles over but when Amy tries to land a running bulldog he pushes her away. Amy's back hits the mat. Carter picks her up, landing a scoop slam before he gets back up. He climbs the turnbuckle, jumping off and hitting her with a knee to the center of her back, having turned her over before he climbed the turnbuckle. Though it takes him a while to get up, he manages to do so and moves in for the Cowboy Clutch. Amy tries to reach the ropes but to no avail, tapping out.
Winner: Carter Lacroix via submission
Carter smiles as he gets to his feet, letting the ref hold up his hand as the show cuts to a break.
The show returns to Jack Swagger’s theme song, the crowd booing as he walks out, a smug look on his face. Once he’s in the ring, Justin’s ‘Oh Africa’ theme comes on and the crowd starts cheering as he heads to the ring.
Jack Swagger vs. ½ Tag Team champions Justin Gabriel
As soon as Justin gets in the ring, Swagger goes for an attack. Justin catches the man’s fist and wrings his arm behind his back before letting go and hitting him with a hard standing dropkick to the spine. Swagger falls to the ground and Justin runs against the ropes, jumping off of the lower one and hitting Swagger, who is now standing, with a swift kick to the temple. Swagger falls, now down for good, and Justin goes for the pin.
Justin Gabriel def Jack Swagger via pin
Justin springs to his feet after the bell rings, grinning as the ref holds his arm up in victory. He springs up onto a turnbuckle, raising his arms as the crowd cheers before getting down and signalling for a mic. Once he has it, he goes and sits up on the turnbuckle nearest Swagger, the blond still lying on his back.
Justin: So what was it you said in your promo Jack huh? ‘He's always had to rely on others’? Well what was that just now? I’m pretty sure it was me, beating you, on my own. *he chuckles* So how does it feel huh, losing to someone who supposedly doesn’t matter? What does that mean for you then, does that mean you don’t matter too?
He smirks as Jack sits up, saying something after he shakes his head.
Justin: What was that? I can’t hear you over the noise of the crowd cheering for me.
He laughs as the crowd starts cheering loudly on cue and drops the mic, shifting so that instead of sitting; he’s crouching as if preparing for a 450 splash. Jack gets to his feet, looking angry. He charges at Justin, who smirks and jumps off the turnbuckle, down towards the ground instead of into the ring. He rolls as he hits the ground, then springs back to his feet, laughing at Swagger who ran into the corner instead of hitting Justin. Swagger looks annoyed, hitting his hand on the turnbuckle in frustration, the camera going to Justin who laughs and waves goodbye before walking up the ramp.
The camera follows as Justin walks backstage, the high flyer almost falling over when Heath hurries over, throwing his arms around Justin’s neck and hugging him close.
Heath: You’re crazy, naw mean?
Justin: *hugs him back* How am I crazy? I’m tired of him bullying people…
Heath: I meant how you jumped…You…you could have hurt yourself…
Justin: Oh right… *chuckles* You hate heights…I was fine Heath, I am fine.
Heath: *mumbles* Doesn’t mean I didn’t almost have a panic attack watching. Now I’m glad I stayed back here.
Justin: Oh stop being so over dramatic. You don’t have panic attacks; that’s me. You just…freak out. *he kisses Heath’s cheek* Now come on, how about we go get a coffee? I could use one after that…
Heath: Like you really need one, but okay.
The two grin and walk off, Heath’s arm around Justin’s shoulders.
Back in the ring, the crowd cheers as Alex Shelley comes out. He has a determined look on his face, bouncing impatiently on his toes during Cody’s entrance, the Second Generation superstar getting a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Alex Shelley vs. Cody Rhodes
The two circle the ring for a moment before Cody goes to hip toss his opponent. Alex reverses the hip toss, hitting Cody with one of his own. He pulls Cody back up, taking his arm and Irish whipping him into the turnbuckle. Alex runs at him, landing a running knee to his gut. Cody slumps in the corner before rolling out of the ring. Alex decides that he doesn't want his opponent getting away so easily so he launches himself at Justin from over the top rope. Alex hops back to his feet, pulling Cody to his. He tosses Cody into the ring and then follows him. He performs The Slice Bread #two before going for the pin.
Alex Shelley def Cody Rhodes via pin
Cody gets out of the ring, looking frustrated. He kicks at the ring apron and has a tantrum, Alex laughing as he watches from in the ring. Cody snaps at some of the fans nearby who laugh at him and goes to hit one of them, only to be held back by members of the ringside security, who escort him backstage.
Pete Branaugh is walking around backstage, obviously looking for someone. He sees Cody and grins.
Pete: Hey man. Sup?
Cody: *sighs* What do you want Pete?
Pete: First off, hitting a fan? Or at least trying to? Totally uncool. Second off, your dad’s lookin for ya.
Cody: So what? *shrugs* Why should I care?
Pete: *shrugs* He looked pissed...
Cody: *rolls his eyes and mutters* When isn’t he pissed?
Pete: Man...if it's any consolation...you did the right thing at Painful Resolutions. *smiles*
Cody: *smiles slightly* Yeah? …well you’d be the first.
Pete: Cart, Nols, and Laura think so too.
Cody: Fine, you’re the first who’s said so. *rolls his eyes* I have to go.
He walks off in the direction of Dusty’s office, frowning.
Nolee is standing in the ring before her match, microphone in hand.
Nolee: Kane, I want you to come out here and explain yourself for your actions against Daddy!
Kane's pyro goes off and the arena goes dark and when the lights go back up he's standing behind Nolee, smirking as he tilts his head at her. Slowly he brings a mic to his mouth, speaking slowly as if speaking to a child
Kane: Little girl...I think that you need to leave the dealings of men to the men and just concentrate on not breaking a nail in the ring. I'd hate to be the cause of one more Lawler being put on the injured list...
Nolee: *jumps and turns, realizing Kane is behind her. She listens to him and shakes her head* Y...you wouldn't dare...Sheamus and Carter would hurt you. Besides you attacked daddy first...
Kane: *he laughs* Your brother is nothing to me and one wrong move and your precious Celt will be nothing more than a crisp that I snuff under my boot. As for your father, he has his sins to pay for and I'm the collector.
Nolee: *suddenly brave* You touch one hair on Sheamus' head and you won't like the results! Daddy has done nothing wrong!
Kane: *he gets in Nolee's face, snarling and laughing* Try me little girl, there's nothing you can do that can scare me, and trust me your precious Daddy has done more wrong than anyone can ever imagine, what I do to him is nothing to what is waiting for him in the after life. Consider me...giving him proper preparation for what's to come.
Nolee: *grows timid again, backing up* I hope Carter breaks you...
Kane: *he barks a laugh* Please, your pathetic brother won't stand a chance against me, he'll be the one broken.
He laughs again and the lights go out, and when they raise, Nolee is alone in the ring again, only Kane's mic lying on the mat to show someone else was in there with her; Nolee visibly shaken as the cameras roll to commercial.
The show comes back to the entrance of the CWA and 5 Nations Champion Belle Moore, the Vixxen grinning as she heads to the ring. Once she’s in the ring, she hands over both her titles before smirking at Nolee.
CWA & 5 Nations Champion Belle Moore vs. Nolee Lacroix
There's an angry look on Nolee's face but Belle doesn't look intimidated and has a small grin. Nolee goes for a running clothesline but Belle catches her for a spinning sidewalk slam. Nolee's head connects with the mat and she tries to stand again. Belle isn't having any of it. She grabs Nolee by the arm, Irish whipping her into the turnbuckle. Nolee waits for her to get close and tries to kick her in the gut. Belle catches her leg and pulls her out so that she hits the mat again. Belle shakes her head as Nolee tries to get up. When she does, Belle locks her in The Twist Of Faith and performs the finisher. Not long after that, Belle goes for the pin, getting the 1, 2, 3.
Belle Moore def Nolee Lacroix via pin
Belle has a smug look on her face as she celebrates, holding up both her titles while standing over Nolee.
The camera cuts to Christian pacing in front of Carter's locker room door, he pauses before finally knocking.
Christian: Hey... Are you okay?
Carter: Depends. Define okay...
Christian: Carter what’s wrong?
Carter: Heard Nols called out Kane, Dad's at home with Brian and still not feeling up to par.
Christian gives Carter a hug, he isn't sure if he should tell Carter what he wanted to now.
Carter: *hugs him back* What did you need? You ready for your match?
Christian: I wanted to talk to you but i see that now is a bad time....
Carter: Never a bad time for my boyfriend.
Christian: *gives a small smile before sighing* Carter I'm....
Christian stops as on of the stagehands came to the door.
Stagehand: Christian its time for your match.
Carter: You what? *frowns at the stagehands words*
Christian: *sighs* I'll tell you later *leans up and kisses Carter*
Carter: Jay...can we get dinner tonight?
Christian: *smiles* I would really like that.
Carter: Me too. *smiles back*
Christian: *kisses Carter again before leaving for his match*
The crowd cheers when Christian appears on the stage. He does his usual ‘Peep search’, but frowns slightly when he looks over to where Edge has stood by him on the stage so many times before. He sighs and smiles again as he walks down to the ring, where Vitani is already waiting.
Christian vs. Vitani Summers
Once the bell rings, the two lock up and Christian quickly gets the upper hand, making it obvious Vitani’s mind is elsewhere. They exchange blows back and forth for a little while before Christian lands a dropkick. He then sends her into the turnbuckle before then quickly going for the Killswitch. He hits the move and quickly covers Vitani for a three count.
Christian def Vitani Summers
The bell rings and instead of celebrating, Christian helps Vitani to her feet, the two exchanging a few words before shaking hands, Vitani sliding out of the ring and walking up the ramp afterwards.
Dusty is shown sitting at the desk in his office, reading through papers that are scattered across it. He pauses and looks up as the sound of someone knocking on the door is heard.
Dusty: Come in.
The door’s heard opening and closing before Cody walks on screen.
Cody: You…wanted to see me?
Dusty: *frowns* Yes. Sit.
Cody nods and sits on the chair on the opposite side of Dusty’s desk.
Dusty: *accusingly* You left.
Cody: I’m aware of that.
Dusty: *hisses* You were supposed to help me! You were supposed to win!
Cody: *annoyed* Yeah? Well maybe I changed my mind. I, unlike you, actually have a conscience.
Dusty stands up, angrily slamming his hands down onto the desk.
Dusty: How dare you speak to me like that boy!
Cody: *snaps* Don’t call me that, I have a name!
Dusty: *rolls his eyes, still angry* Good for you. You mind telling me what the hell you were doing while you were out there earlier by the way?
Cody: I had a match…Duh.
Dusty: I meant that you lost, again! And what the hell was with you chucking a hissy fit over it? You’re making me look bad!
Cody: *stands up as well* Making you look bad? What about me? I’m the one that’s lost every fucking week because I’m too busy worrying about all your shit!
Dusty: *leans forward and slaps Cody* I’ve warned you about speaking to me that way! One day you’ll learn to respect me.
Cody: *acts as if he didn’t feel the slap* I did respect you, that’s the thing…but since coming here, that’s changed. I’m sick of you treating me as nothing more than a tool for your own personal gain!
Dusty: It’s not for my personal gain. You’d be Champion, remember?
Cody: I really don’t care. I’d rather keep losing if it was a choice between that and a title I didn’t earn.
Dusty: Fine. Keep losing, see if I care, don’t come crawling back to me when Nocta Hemata wants back those titles you helped them lose…
Cody: *shakes his head* Whatever. I’m out of here, I’m sick of this.
Cody turns and storms out of the office, slamming the door behind him.
The camera goes back to the ring, the crowd booing loudly as Lucas comes out, sneering at the fans. He gets in the ring, pacing impatiently and shaking his head as the crowd cheers for Sheamus as he heads to the ring.
Lucas Turner vs. Sheamus
The bell rings and Lucas and Sheamus start attacking each other, the blows are hard. This is goes on for a few minutes before Sheamus clotheslines Lucas out of the ring, before following him out of the ring where they continue to fight. They ignore the ref as he counts to ten, as the match ends the ref tries to break the two apart.
Match ends in double countout
After the bell rings, the two keep fighting, Lucas determined to hurt Sheamus, who’s too stubborn to back down. Ignoring the referee, Lucas goes to toss Sheamus into the steel stairs, but the Irishman counters the move, Lucas being thrown instead. The fight still doesn’t stop though, Sheamus dragging Lucas to his feet, both having to be separated by security and other staff members as the show ends.
Wade: Hullo champ.
Belle: *smiles and kisses his cheek* Hey yourself champ. Ready for your match?
Wade: Its just Angel. I should be able to beat her.
Belle: Well don't underestimate her. She is a champion for a reason.
Wade; *chuckles* I know, I know. So...you told me you'd pick a date for the wedding...
Belle: *smiles and nods* I know I did. I was thinking April? Just when the weather gets warmer. What do you think?
Wade: April is fine. *eyes drift to the championship around her waist*
Belle: Something you want to ask darling? *smirks a bit too happily*
Wade: No, no. I just...has your contender been picked yet?
Belle: No but I wanna pick after tonight. See how everyone does. Why?
Wade: *grins* I want a shot.
Belle: You want a shot at taking this away from me?
Wade: Would you rather it be me or a Lacroix?
Belle: That’s unfair. We both know I could beat either of them, just like I would try like hell to beat you. Just odd how you can see me this happy but wanna take it away Wade...
Wade: Forget I said anything.
Belle: Listen I will consider it. But you have to see there are others who deserve a shot as well.
Wade: Yes, yes I know.
Belle: One shot. That’s what you get if I give you a shot. *stands closer and puts her arms around his neck* Deal love?
Wade: *leans forward and kisses her* Of course.
Belle: *kisses back for a moment* Don't forget we have cake testing tomorrow.
Wade: Is that tomorrow?
Belle: Don't tell me you forgot.
Wade gives her a sheepish look.
Belle: Are you kidding me Stuart!?
Wade: *blanches* You're using my real name.
Belle: You're damn right I am. I have been reminding you for weeks!
Wade: I forgot! It's a simple mistake!
Belle: A simple mistake to forget about wedding details?
Wade: Just the cake!
Belle: What will it be next? The ceremony!?
Wade: Of course not!
Belle: *sighs* Sorry...I have been emotional lately.
Wade: How emotional? Do you think your...
Belle: Think I'm what?
Wade: Pregnant.
Belle: No...I couldn't be...
Wade: *smirks* Trust me...you could be.
Belle: *shakes her head* No...no...
Wade: When two people make love...
Belle: *looks at him* I'd have to give up my title...
Wade: I'd defend it ‘til you came back.
Belle: I have to go...good luck tonight.
She kisses his cheek quickly and leaves before he heads to the ring.
The camera goes to the ring, the crowd cheering as Angel enters, Vixxen’s title around her waist. She gets into the ring and hands over her belt before waiting. Wade’s theme hits and he walks out with a smile on his face, high-fiving a few of the fans.
Vixxens Champion Angel James vs. 1/2 CWA Tag Team Champions Wade Barrett
As soon as Wade bends to get in the ring, Angel hits him with a dropkick to the temple which is very uncharacteristic of her. She grins, Wade falling half in the ring and half out of it, legs on the apron. Angel raises her arm in early victory, mocking what Wade use to do in Nexus. She pulls Wade into the ring fully and pins him but only gets the two count. She looks surprised and grabs him, giving him the Twista before pinning him again, this time getting the three count.
Winner: Vixxens Champion Angel James via pinfall
Angel collects her title, holding it up in one hand, a smile on her face. She walks passed Wade and gets out of the ring without even glancing at him.
Jack stands backstage, knowing he's close to Sheamus' locker room.
Jack: Oh yeah Drew, she's crazy bout you.
Sheamus, who was just about to open the door to leave his locker room freezes, listening from the inside of the room.
Jack: How was dinner with her the other day? And you two did what after? Ooo...wait...she called you by his name? Ouch.
Sheamus: *suddenly comes out of the room, looking angry* Who are you referring to?
Jack: *rests the phone against his shoulder as he answers* Drew's tellin’ me bout dinner the other night with blondie. Now if you'll excuse me...
Sheamus: *angrily grabs him by his shirt* What dinner with her?
Jack: They went out to dinner Saturday. Drew says she told you.
Sheamus: Yeah right... *frowns, not believing him*
Jack: What did blondie lie again? *smirks*
Sheamus: How do I know it’s not you who’s lying huh?
Jack: *hands him the phone* Wanna talk to Drew?
Sheamus: No, I don’t want to talk to Drew. *looks annoyed*
Jack: *smirks and says into phone* No, he doesn't wanna talk to you. Yeah, I gotta get going to the ring. Match comin up. Tell her you say hello? Sure.
Sheamus glares at Jack for a few seconds before shaking his head and walking off, muttering something, Jack smirking as he watches.
The camera cuts back to the ring as Carter drives out; limping slightly after getting out of his truck. He carefully climbs up the steel stairs to get into the ring, leaning against the ropes as he waits.
Carter Lacroix vs. Amy Hennigan
Carter watches Amy get in the ring and nods at her, staying in his corner. The bell rings and he walks over to her, grabbing her arm and tossing her into the turnbuckle. He runs at her, hoping for a knee to the gut but she moves out of the way and he lands it against the second turnbuckle. Carter hisses in pain and stumbles backwards, turning to get hit by a standing dropkick to the gut. He doubles over but when Amy tries to land a running bulldog he pushes her away. Amy's back hits the mat. Carter picks her up, landing a scoop slam before he gets back up. He climbs the turnbuckle, jumping off and hitting her with a knee to the center of her back, having turned her over before he climbed the turnbuckle. Though it takes him a while to get up, he manages to do so and moves in for the Cowboy Clutch. Amy tries to reach the ropes but to no avail, tapping out.
Winner: Carter Lacroix via submission
Carter smiles as he gets to his feet, letting the ref hold up his hand as the show cuts to a break.
The show returns to Jack Swagger’s theme song, the crowd booing as he walks out, a smug look on his face. Once he’s in the ring, Justin’s ‘Oh Africa’ theme comes on and the crowd starts cheering as he heads to the ring.
Jack Swagger vs. ½ Tag Team champions Justin Gabriel
As soon as Justin gets in the ring, Swagger goes for an attack. Justin catches the man’s fist and wrings his arm behind his back before letting go and hitting him with a hard standing dropkick to the spine. Swagger falls to the ground and Justin runs against the ropes, jumping off of the lower one and hitting Swagger, who is now standing, with a swift kick to the temple. Swagger falls, now down for good, and Justin goes for the pin.
Justin Gabriel def Jack Swagger via pin
Justin springs to his feet after the bell rings, grinning as the ref holds his arm up in victory. He springs up onto a turnbuckle, raising his arms as the crowd cheers before getting down and signalling for a mic. Once he has it, he goes and sits up on the turnbuckle nearest Swagger, the blond still lying on his back.
Justin: So what was it you said in your promo Jack huh? ‘He's always had to rely on others’? Well what was that just now? I’m pretty sure it was me, beating you, on my own. *he chuckles* So how does it feel huh, losing to someone who supposedly doesn’t matter? What does that mean for you then, does that mean you don’t matter too?
He smirks as Jack sits up, saying something after he shakes his head.
Justin: What was that? I can’t hear you over the noise of the crowd cheering for me.
He laughs as the crowd starts cheering loudly on cue and drops the mic, shifting so that instead of sitting; he’s crouching as if preparing for a 450 splash. Jack gets to his feet, looking angry. He charges at Justin, who smirks and jumps off the turnbuckle, down towards the ground instead of into the ring. He rolls as he hits the ground, then springs back to his feet, laughing at Swagger who ran into the corner instead of hitting Justin. Swagger looks annoyed, hitting his hand on the turnbuckle in frustration, the camera going to Justin who laughs and waves goodbye before walking up the ramp.
The camera follows as Justin walks backstage, the high flyer almost falling over when Heath hurries over, throwing his arms around Justin’s neck and hugging him close.
Heath: You’re crazy, naw mean?
Justin: *hugs him back* How am I crazy? I’m tired of him bullying people…
Heath: I meant how you jumped…You…you could have hurt yourself…
Justin: Oh right… *chuckles* You hate heights…I was fine Heath, I am fine.
Heath: *mumbles* Doesn’t mean I didn’t almost have a panic attack watching. Now I’m glad I stayed back here.
Justin: Oh stop being so over dramatic. You don’t have panic attacks; that’s me. You just…freak out. *he kisses Heath’s cheek* Now come on, how about we go get a coffee? I could use one after that…
Heath: Like you really need one, but okay.
The two grin and walk off, Heath’s arm around Justin’s shoulders.
Back in the ring, the crowd cheers as Alex Shelley comes out. He has a determined look on his face, bouncing impatiently on his toes during Cody’s entrance, the Second Generation superstar getting a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Alex Shelley vs. Cody Rhodes
The two circle the ring for a moment before Cody goes to hip toss his opponent. Alex reverses the hip toss, hitting Cody with one of his own. He pulls Cody back up, taking his arm and Irish whipping him into the turnbuckle. Alex runs at him, landing a running knee to his gut. Cody slumps in the corner before rolling out of the ring. Alex decides that he doesn't want his opponent getting away so easily so he launches himself at Justin from over the top rope. Alex hops back to his feet, pulling Cody to his. He tosses Cody into the ring and then follows him. He performs The Slice Bread #two before going for the pin.
Alex Shelley def Cody Rhodes via pin
Cody gets out of the ring, looking frustrated. He kicks at the ring apron and has a tantrum, Alex laughing as he watches from in the ring. Cody snaps at some of the fans nearby who laugh at him and goes to hit one of them, only to be held back by members of the ringside security, who escort him backstage.
Pete Branaugh is walking around backstage, obviously looking for someone. He sees Cody and grins.
Pete: Hey man. Sup?
Cody: *sighs* What do you want Pete?
Pete: First off, hitting a fan? Or at least trying to? Totally uncool. Second off, your dad’s lookin for ya.
Cody: So what? *shrugs* Why should I care?
Pete: *shrugs* He looked pissed...
Cody: *rolls his eyes and mutters* When isn’t he pissed?
Pete: Man...if it's any consolation...you did the right thing at Painful Resolutions. *smiles*
Cody: *smiles slightly* Yeah? …well you’d be the first.
Pete: Cart, Nols, and Laura think so too.
Cody: Fine, you’re the first who’s said so. *rolls his eyes* I have to go.
He walks off in the direction of Dusty’s office, frowning.
Nolee is standing in the ring before her match, microphone in hand.
Nolee: Kane, I want you to come out here and explain yourself for your actions against Daddy!
Kane's pyro goes off and the arena goes dark and when the lights go back up he's standing behind Nolee, smirking as he tilts his head at her. Slowly he brings a mic to his mouth, speaking slowly as if speaking to a child
Kane: Little girl...I think that you need to leave the dealings of men to the men and just concentrate on not breaking a nail in the ring. I'd hate to be the cause of one more Lawler being put on the injured list...
Nolee: *jumps and turns, realizing Kane is behind her. She listens to him and shakes her head* Y...you wouldn't dare...Sheamus and Carter would hurt you. Besides you attacked daddy first...
Kane: *he laughs* Your brother is nothing to me and one wrong move and your precious Celt will be nothing more than a crisp that I snuff under my boot. As for your father, he has his sins to pay for and I'm the collector.
Nolee: *suddenly brave* You touch one hair on Sheamus' head and you won't like the results! Daddy has done nothing wrong!
Kane: *he gets in Nolee's face, snarling and laughing* Try me little girl, there's nothing you can do that can scare me, and trust me your precious Daddy has done more wrong than anyone can ever imagine, what I do to him is nothing to what is waiting for him in the after life. Consider me...giving him proper preparation for what's to come.
Nolee: *grows timid again, backing up* I hope Carter breaks you...
Kane: *he barks a laugh* Please, your pathetic brother won't stand a chance against me, he'll be the one broken.
He laughs again and the lights go out, and when they raise, Nolee is alone in the ring again, only Kane's mic lying on the mat to show someone else was in there with her; Nolee visibly shaken as the cameras roll to commercial.
The show comes back to the entrance of the CWA and 5 Nations Champion Belle Moore, the Vixxen grinning as she heads to the ring. Once she’s in the ring, she hands over both her titles before smirking at Nolee.
CWA & 5 Nations Champion Belle Moore vs. Nolee Lacroix
There's an angry look on Nolee's face but Belle doesn't look intimidated and has a small grin. Nolee goes for a running clothesline but Belle catches her for a spinning sidewalk slam. Nolee's head connects with the mat and she tries to stand again. Belle isn't having any of it. She grabs Nolee by the arm, Irish whipping her into the turnbuckle. Nolee waits for her to get close and tries to kick her in the gut. Belle catches her leg and pulls her out so that she hits the mat again. Belle shakes her head as Nolee tries to get up. When she does, Belle locks her in The Twist Of Faith and performs the finisher. Not long after that, Belle goes for the pin, getting the 1, 2, 3.
Belle Moore def Nolee Lacroix via pin
Belle has a smug look on her face as she celebrates, holding up both her titles while standing over Nolee.
The camera cuts to Christian pacing in front of Carter's locker room door, he pauses before finally knocking.
Christian: Hey... Are you okay?
Carter: Depends. Define okay...
Christian: Carter what’s wrong?
Carter: Heard Nols called out Kane, Dad's at home with Brian and still not feeling up to par.
Christian gives Carter a hug, he isn't sure if he should tell Carter what he wanted to now.
Carter: *hugs him back* What did you need? You ready for your match?
Christian: I wanted to talk to you but i see that now is a bad time....
Carter: Never a bad time for my boyfriend.
Christian: *gives a small smile before sighing* Carter I'm....
Christian stops as on of the stagehands came to the door.
Stagehand: Christian its time for your match.
Carter: You what? *frowns at the stagehands words*
Christian: *sighs* I'll tell you later *leans up and kisses Carter*
Carter: Jay...can we get dinner tonight?
Christian: *smiles* I would really like that.
Carter: Me too. *smiles back*
Christian: *kisses Carter again before leaving for his match*
The crowd cheers when Christian appears on the stage. He does his usual ‘Peep search’, but frowns slightly when he looks over to where Edge has stood by him on the stage so many times before. He sighs and smiles again as he walks down to the ring, where Vitani is already waiting.
Christian vs. Vitani Summers
Once the bell rings, the two lock up and Christian quickly gets the upper hand, making it obvious Vitani’s mind is elsewhere. They exchange blows back and forth for a little while before Christian lands a dropkick. He then sends her into the turnbuckle before then quickly going for the Killswitch. He hits the move and quickly covers Vitani for a three count.
Christian def Vitani Summers
The bell rings and instead of celebrating, Christian helps Vitani to her feet, the two exchanging a few words before shaking hands, Vitani sliding out of the ring and walking up the ramp afterwards.
Dusty is shown sitting at the desk in his office, reading through papers that are scattered across it. He pauses and looks up as the sound of someone knocking on the door is heard.
Dusty: Come in.
The door’s heard opening and closing before Cody walks on screen.
Cody: You…wanted to see me?
Dusty: *frowns* Yes. Sit.
Cody nods and sits on the chair on the opposite side of Dusty’s desk.
Dusty: *accusingly* You left.
Cody: I’m aware of that.
Dusty: *hisses* You were supposed to help me! You were supposed to win!
Cody: *annoyed* Yeah? Well maybe I changed my mind. I, unlike you, actually have a conscience.
Dusty stands up, angrily slamming his hands down onto the desk.
Dusty: How dare you speak to me like that boy!
Cody: *snaps* Don’t call me that, I have a name!
Dusty: *rolls his eyes, still angry* Good for you. You mind telling me what the hell you were doing while you were out there earlier by the way?
Cody: I had a match…Duh.
Dusty: I meant that you lost, again! And what the hell was with you chucking a hissy fit over it? You’re making me look bad!
Cody: *stands up as well* Making you look bad? What about me? I’m the one that’s lost every fucking week because I’m too busy worrying about all your shit!
Dusty: *leans forward and slaps Cody* I’ve warned you about speaking to me that way! One day you’ll learn to respect me.
Cody: *acts as if he didn’t feel the slap* I did respect you, that’s the thing…but since coming here, that’s changed. I’m sick of you treating me as nothing more than a tool for your own personal gain!
Dusty: It’s not for my personal gain. You’d be Champion, remember?
Cody: I really don’t care. I’d rather keep losing if it was a choice between that and a title I didn’t earn.
Dusty: Fine. Keep losing, see if I care, don’t come crawling back to me when Nocta Hemata wants back those titles you helped them lose…
Cody: *shakes his head* Whatever. I’m out of here, I’m sick of this.
Cody turns and storms out of the office, slamming the door behind him.
The camera goes back to the ring, the crowd booing loudly as Lucas comes out, sneering at the fans. He gets in the ring, pacing impatiently and shaking his head as the crowd cheers for Sheamus as he heads to the ring.
Lucas Turner vs. Sheamus
The bell rings and Lucas and Sheamus start attacking each other, the blows are hard. This is goes on for a few minutes before Sheamus clotheslines Lucas out of the ring, before following him out of the ring where they continue to fight. They ignore the ref as he counts to ten, as the match ends the ref tries to break the two apart.
Match ends in double countout
After the bell rings, the two keep fighting, Lucas determined to hurt Sheamus, who’s too stubborn to back down. Ignoring the referee, Lucas goes to toss Sheamus into the steel stairs, but the Irishman counters the move, Lucas being thrown instead. The fight still doesn’t stop though, Sheamus dragging Lucas to his feet, both having to be separated by security and other staff members as the show ends.
