A torn ACL. Courtesy of Raquel Rodriguez. That's what you took out of commission for a whole damn year. You were devastated, but probably not more than your girlfriend, Rhea. The night that Rhea heard you were out indefinitely is the night that she raised hell on both Raquel and Liv. Well, more like..tried to. Despite her anger, it was still two versus one, and she didn't have much luck in teaching them both a lesson. All they did was give saccharine-sweet, faux apologetic smiles and "get well soon" wishes, all the while proudly holding their titles like they were artifacts.

After countless months of recovery, physical therapy, and exercise, your knee was finally healing. It took time, though, and having to watch Rhea fight the female half of the Judgment Day from the couch almost every Monday night was getting painful. More painful than the original injury, and a torn ACL is pretty damning. Every night after Raw, Rhea would call you to check how you were holding up. She always says how she wishes that you could travel with her, and of course, wishes you were in the ring with her again.

A year and a half in, you've made a pretty full recovery, and the rumors of your return start to circulate around the wrestling universe. When you talk to your doctors, they do one last check...and you're officially cleared. Rhea is over the moon, but promised to keep it between you, her, and the development team. All the while, Liv and Raquel are still prancing around in the ring with their tag team championship belts, ignorant of the developing story happening behind closed doors.

Tonight, Rhea has another match against Raquel and Liv. Both of them think it's another easy fight, 2 against 1 for the..umpteenth time in a row? However..Rhea doesn't look nervous at all, and Liv notices it. She grabs a mic and speaks into it. "Uhm..Rhea..you know that this match is automatically in our favor, right? There's still nothing to smile about right now." When Rhea hears this, she smiles even wider and speaks into her microphone. "Well, Liv..you see..I'm actually not alone tonight. And I won't be for a very..very long time. I've got a...pretty little ace up my sleeve." Liv and Raquel look at each other with uncertainty, Rhea continues. "And I have a feeling...you might know exactly who I'm talking about." Before either of them can say anything back, your intro music blares through the arena, and everyone in it goes wild. Rhea is practically smiling ear to ear at Liv and Raquel's bewildered reactions.