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Dottie O'Connor was asked to come to a meeting with Fergal Devitt. Drew Galloway, her friend, was there, because he asked to be there. Cait was going to be there as well.

"What do you mean you want Dottie involved in this angle?" Fergal asked.

Dottie hadn't said anything, only because of the change. Like one man that she didn't interact with ever was standing on one side to Stephanie McMahon. The man known as Baron Corbin was standing next to Stephanie. He had a wedding ring on. Dottie didn't catch his real name but he didn't look too dangerous, not like when he played as Baron Corbin.

"You want my sister in a storyline? You know what happened the last time she was anywhere out there," it wasn't a question. Cait O'Connor was fighting for Dottie not to be put out in the crowd.

"It worked wonders with AJ Styles." Stephanie said.

"Mr. AJ is highly respected." Dottie said. "I, his family is well known. I"m not…"

"We'll work mostly backstage." Triple H said. Mr. H, or Paul Levesque, but he didn't object to her calling him Mr. H. "You won't be out there ringside or anything. But maybe it would work well if you started working on heading out closer to the crowd. And if you do get comfortable with the crowd then we may do the vision my wife wants."

Dottie couldn't help the rocking. The thought, the memories of when Colby took her to the side stage just behind the commentary table, she nearly lost it. She stopped talking, she stopped doing just about anything. She freaked out, but it was through Fergal that she started again.

They'd only been going out for a few weeks but Fergal included her in on a lot of his social media where his followers didn't see her as a ring rat, or whatever that was. He loved posting pictures of him and Dottie on Instagram. Them doing things together, sharing pictures of Dottie dabbing the tip of Fergal's nose with some whip cream somewhere. Putting Legos together while sitting in an airport somewhere. Things that seemed normal.

He shared pics of her working on her sewing machine, the sewing machine that was in his house next to the Lego Station, a desk in his bedroom.

"You won't make fun of her?" Fergal asked, his voice bringing her out of her string of thoughts.

"We may have had some bad reputations with people who were special needs." Mr. H said. "But, everyone likes Dottie and we'll try to make it as respectful as possible. We may even bring into light prejudices with special needs people and discrimination in the workplace."

"Like Corbin threaten me my job or something?" Dottie asked. She felt Fergal's hand come to take hers, linking their fingers together. "But I won't lose it, right? Not for real though."

"No, we wouldn't do that. It's just that with the workers having a performance clause in their contracts to work with the WWE, and you having somewhat of a public relationship with Fergal, we think it would be a good storyline." Stephanie said.

Cait made a noise. From the doorway where her friend Drew Galloway was standing, so was Colby Lopez, Cait's boyfriend.

She wanted to ask if Fergal could get a title match, and win the title again. But that was pushing her luck, if there was such a thing. Dottie kept her mouth closed.

"May I think about this, please?" Dottie asked, her thumb rubbing over Fergal's knuckles. One, two, three, four, she counted his knuckles in her head, so she could calm down.

"Would it be better if your sister was involved? So you're not as intimidated when you're in a room with Corbin?" Mr. H asked.

Of all the people that ran the company, Triple H seemed to be the one that understood her issues, maybe because he dealt with a lot of special needs children who liked wrestling. Yeah, that was probably it.

"I'll do it." Cait said without any hesitation. "For Dottie's sake, I'll do it."

"Then, if my sister is going to be involved I'll do it, too." She fisted her opposite hand around the hem of her shirt that was resting on her thigh.

"Good, that is really good." Stephanie smiled. But Dottie didn't like her smile, it seemed different than the one Mr. H was giving her.

"Are you always hovering, Drew?" Stephanie asked the Scotsman.

"Only in matters dealing with Dot." The Scottish man said. "My wife deals with autistic children, so I know somewhat on the issue at hand. And she's my friend."

"Then you can be involved." Stephanie smiled bigger.

Mr. H put his hand on Stephanie's shoulder. "Not at this moment, Steph. We'll let the writers know that the Finn Balor Girlfriend angle is going to happen but that is about it. We'll work it out slowly every week. Just promise me you'll work on your crowd issue, please, Ms. O'Connor."

Dottie did manage to nod.

"You know," Colby said. "It's been a while since the four of us did anything together. There's a fair going on. We can try it there. It's open air and there's going to be a lot of sensory stuff."

"A fair, that sounds like a good thing. I wouldn't mind getting stuck up on a ferris wheel with my Lovely." Fergal said before smiling at her.

"That actually sounds like a fun idea. We haven't taken the girls to a fair in a while." Mr. H said as he stood up. "Thank you for agreeing to this, Ms. O'Connor." He was addressing Dottie.

Drew tugged on Dottie's ponytail as she left. "You want me to come along to the fair, or would you rather just be the four of you? I don't want to overstep the boundaries."

"I have no issues with that, mate." Fergal said. "It'll just be like that day at the zoo, only with cotton candy instead of giraffes."

She nodded. "Yeah, I would like you to be there. Where is there anyway?"

"There is a fair in the city that a house show is being held near. We can go on Wednesday and still have time to be there for Thursday's showing." Colby said.

How could Colby and Cait look so comfortable together? He walked with Cait's shoulders under his arm. He had a slightly upturned smile. Cait had her arm wrapped around his waist as they headed down the hall back to the costume department.

Dottie thought a lot about the last couple of weeks, mostly going back to the incident that happened after Summer Slam.

That was a time Dottie wished she didn't act like a little retard. Her emotions were suppressed, because that's what the word retard meant. Suppressed, like a fire extinguisher was a fire retardant, or fire retardant blankets firefighters used. It didn't mean she wasn't smart, but she still embarrassed him.

Sometimes, as she was left alone in her thoughts, she'd question if she was still the right fit for Fergal to have as a girlfriend.

Renee Young was in the room with the recently returned Dean Ambrose. Mr. and Mrs, Good were waiting for them.

"Can they come, too?" Dottie looked at Fergal and Colby. "Jon complains that he and Renee don't get to do fun things anymore."

"What now?" Jon asked looking up from the phone Renee was using.

"If that's what you want, I'm all for it. Right, Colby?" Fergal asked.

"Sure, he's a brother, he's a Shield brother." The IC champion said.

"You do know we're standing right here?" Jon crossed his arms. "So what are you talking about?"

"We're going to a big fair so I can get used to crowds. Mr. H wants me to be in the show, Cait's only doing it because of me." Dottie rubbed the back of her hand.

"They want you in an angle?" Renee asked.

"The Baron Corbin and Finn Balor thing, they want to do another shoot similar to AJ Styles and the Samoa Joe storyline that involved AJ's wife. I think they want Corbin to throw his proverbial weight around and make it seem like Dottie is going to lose her job. Dottie actually brought it up herself." Cait said.

"Really, Darlin' Dot? You thought about that?" Jon asked.

"Yeah. That way they could shine some light on special need workers and workforce prejudices. I get fired because I'm autistic, or something like that. They, Mr. H and Stephanie, said that there have been issues with special needs in the past but they would like to work on portraying me in a good light."

"Well, that's interesting."

"And because I'm not keeping her a secret with the fans, I think it would show a different side to what a lot of people think of those who are autistic." Fergal added as he kissed Dottie's cheek. "Be back soon, Lovely."

She nodded as he and Drew, who gave her his patented one arm hug before they left.

"Can't believe you two are going through this." Jon said. "This soon at least."

"Well, I'm rooting for them." Renee said. "And it was nice of you to ask us to the fair, Dottie. I think that's something we could do. Make it a big group thing."

Dottie started counting the people that would be with her at the fair. It would be her-Dottie- then Cait, Colby, Fergal, Drew, Renee and Jon. That was seven people all together.

"You don't have to stick around with us, you can always go do something on your own. Just the two of you." Dottie said as she looked at the WWE Reporter.

"Want me to see if there's a Tunnel of Love?" Colby asked.

"I don't do swan boats." Jon said, his arms crossing.

"Is it because you live in the desert city of Las Vegas? Joe mentioned that you hated Florida. But I can see why you wouldn't like Florida, there's at least two hurricanes in that area all the time." Dottie said.

The taller man looked at her, his brows furrowed and eyes narrowed. She did it again, she pissed someone off because she overstepped her boundaries.

"Yeah, something like that." Jon finally said. "Well, since we're the Shield, and the Hounds of Justice, I have a feeling they'll be crossing all those threads sooner or later in this storyline. If they have the attention span to know Seth Rollins is dating Cait O'Connor. And if you screw with one of them, you screw with all of us."

Dottie nodded since she didn't know what else to do. Jon had redeemed himself at the train station where he found her before she could board a train back to Buffalo New York, to go back to her mother. He told her some things that made it seem like what she was going through was normal, that it even happened to him and Renee a time or two. He doubted himself to be a good enough boyfriend, and now a good husband.

And that was the first time he pulled her into him, hugging her from the side like Drew.

Jon was now considered a friend, like Renee. Joe came and went as he pleased because of his own life and family, he had twin boys and an older daughter back home with his wife Galina. He was a good source for children information though whenever she asked him about that subject.

Soon all the wrestling people went to get ready for Monday Night Raw. To think it had been a couple of weeks since she tried to run away from it all because Dottie thought that all of them would better off without her being there. To have a large group of people converge on Grand Central Station because they were worried about her, even after getting all the help on her own, people somehow filmed Fergal's joy when seeing her.

The running in slow motion and then the kiss was like something out of a movie.

Was that what love was supposed to look like?

She knew she cared about Fergal, even his parents were there because they cared. A lot of people cared about her.

That moment was caught and put on the Internet for everyone to see it seemed like. People seemed to like it, at least as a viral video went. It wasn't every day a celebrity, a sports celebrity was seen acting human in a public place. But then again, Dottie only heard about it through the people around her because she refused to listen to news and get depressed about things she couldn't control.

Maybe that was why Mr. H and Stephanie asked her to be in the show, because it had been headline news as of late.

"You're zoning out there, Space Cadet." Cait said. "What are you thinking about?"

"Anything and everything to do with the Summer Slam. All in one go." She answered as she looked at the black and red and pretty top the woman named Dana Brooke was going to be performing in. She needed it cinched up on the sides a little, where it had come loose.

But Fergal had been forward about the fact that he was both going to win and lose again that night. Squash match, it meant that the bigger guy was going to squash Fergal, who was going to be Finn Balor.

She hated it when he lost most of the time. He lost his chance at the Universal Championship, he never seemed to get a chance at winning a title.

"Now you're frowning." Cait said. "What's wrong?"

"I don't like that they keep making Fergal lose title after title shot. I like that Colby is the Champion and respect Joe as the Universal but…"

"Fergal does this because he knows the business. He's very professional about it. He keeps telling you it's not about a title for him, it's about performing for people. And now he has you in his corner."

That lingo made Dottie think about herself as if she and Fergal were in a tag team match, her standing behind the ropes while he was in the middle of the ring.

"So we're a tag team?" She asked her sister.

"You know, that's a good way of seeing it. Yes, a tag team. As long as you have your partner's back, and when the going gets tough, you're always there for the other."

"Is that what it's like in a normal relationship?"

"It should be in ever relationship. There are some things that I can't seem to get over about Colby's past, but we're working on the trust. I think because you're like the glue that holds the group together he's trying to do better, for you."

Dottie hummed to herself as she prepped Dana Brooke's top for cinching. She didn't know what Cait was referring to, she would have to ask that later once she was done with her job.


I will let you know, this story is going to be a lot different than the rest in my Dottie Series. But because there are still some things about the two that need to be covered, and aspects of Dottie's life that haven't been fully gone over, I think this story will be a little longer than any of my other stories. Just so you know.

Thanks for reading, I'll be back when I can.