Stephanie angrily pushed the papers off her desk on to the floor. She looked up at the tv and threw the remote at it cutting the tv off.

'Woah there. I don't think they'll give you another tv if you break this one too.'

'Hunter.' She whined placing her head down on the desk. 'I lost another potential wrestler and to TNA no less.'

'Don't worry about it. Everyone knows about that companies financial problems. Once the money dries up. They will come running back to us.' He replied pulling out a chair. She looked up at him coldly as he sipped on a water bottle. 'And you're fine with them treating us like we're second best.' She stood up pushing her white office chair back and coming around the desk. 'Of course you are. Why would I expect any different from a man whose fine hiding behind these four walls.'

'I'm not hiding from anyone.' He said leaning back.

She knocked the bottle out of his hand with the heel of her boot. 'I'm not allowed to turn the tv on to watch the wrestling matches.' She said furiously pointing to the tv. 'I haven't since you had the bright idea that we should share an office. How cute that was before I realized it was just another way to keep me away from wrestling.'

'I'm not keeping you away from anything. You manage the talent here what more do you want.'

'Yes, I manage the talent and like a good little nerd you crunch the numbers and hide behind my desk.'

He stood up his all assuming frame casting a shadow over her, but she didn't blink. She couldn't be intimidated because unlike the others around the office she knew his secret. 'You haven't wrestled since you sustained that injury and I always respected your decision. But your injury isn't just crippling you. Its choking me. You want to know why that wrestler chose to go with TNA bcause I couldn't answer any of his questions. Sure I knew the mans name on paper, but I couldnt tell him what made him great. Or why WWE is better than all the others shows. I've given half of my work load to Shane because I don't know if I can do it and I dont want to upset you. I'm tired Hunter.'

'It's one wrestler and I don't think you'd still have this job if you sucked at.' He moved to put his hands around her and pull her into a hug.

She pushed his hands away. 'Really because that's not what everyone else is saying, but you'd know that if you ever left the office.'

'Steph?'

'Get out of here, Hunter. Go home. The kids called earlier I said I would bring home happy meals. I think that they would be happy if you were the one bringing it to them.'

'We need to talk some more, Steph.'

'And this conversation isn't familiar to you. Or are you ready to hear the same things I said last week again.' She screamed not caring that some of the other workers in their cubicles had started to look this way.

'You're letting this job get to your head because you're starting to think that i'm just like the other brain dead athletes you hire on. This is just as much my office as it is yours.' He slammed the door rattling the blinds. 'And last I check I haven't forced you to do anything. That's your favorite pastime isn't it.'

'Excuse me?' She asked crossing her arms in front of her as she stood up from the desk.

'Blaming me for everything that goes wrong in your life and career. Grow up Steph, you're no better than a child scribbling in the margins of her journal. My husband sucks because. . .'

'Because you are everything thats wrong. You gave me three beautiful children and you sucked the joy out of everything else. We use to laugh together, talk all night and I loved coming to work with you. Now I cant even do my job without becoming the laughing stock of the office.'

He laughed. 'I really did marry a teenager listen to you. The office staff is bullying me.' He made a crying face with his fists. 'Boo hoo hoo.'

She smacked him across the face. 'Get the hell out of here.'

He walked to the door. 'You know why you lost that client today because you never want to send a woman to do a mans job.'

She picked up the metal paperweight and threw it at the closed door. Shattering it into a thousand pieces. She screamed and kicked at the chair knocking it to the floor. The door opened and it was her secretar.

'Do you want me to put in a work order for a new door?'

'No Katie. I want to stare at this one all day. Of course I need a new door.' She fumed. 'get out of here.'

She closed the door and disappered to her desk. Stephanie went over to the window and pulled the blinds. The show was over. She glanced at the clock on the bookshelf. Raw was coming on tonight and she was going to watch it no matter what he said. She found the remote under some wet and soggy papers. She righted the chair she had just kicked over and turned it on. It was already tuned to the channel.

She recognized John Cena throwing off his tshirt and looking towards the entrance expectantly. Music came on that she had never heard before. The truth reigns flashed across the screen and disappeared as someone named Roman Reigns appeared. She remembered the name briefly she passed his file off to Shane.

It was a hard fought battle. John Cena seemed to have the upper hand in the first few minutes of the match. John Cena went for his signature move but Roman was able to reverse it with ease. Roman did his signature move the superman punch. Cena counters with the attitude adjustment, but Roman kicks out at the two and a half mark. She moved to the edge of her seat watching the match closely. But when Cena went for his five knuckle shuffle. Roman jumped up and Cena ran dead into a spear. Roman defeated Cena and the fans gave both Roman and Cena a standing ovation. She stood in her office and clapped as well.

She knew how she was going to jump start her career in wrestling. She was going to prove once in for all that she could do this job. She was going to manage Roman.