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A/N: I have been feeling rough all week with my back issues, and yet another new story came to mind, had an idea and I couldn't help myself. So, I have chosen Arianny Celeste from the UFC as the female OC for Triple H, her name within this story will be Ava Lopez, it seem more appropriate for the story. Dean Ambrose will be paired with Melina Perez. Seth Rollins will be introduced into the story as well, it will be a few chapters in, but I do not have an OC for him yet, so if you have ideas, bring them on. Hope everyone enjoys this one, and remember your reviews/follows/favorites will determine if this will be continued.

The twenty-five year old Ava Lopez was in deep thought as she waited for her strawberry smoothie to be done in the Vitamix. It seemed all she could think about these past few weeks was her new job. She was working at a new accounting firm and finally received the opportunity to meet with her potential new client, Vince McMahon. Ava only took this job to meet this man, the man that had destroyed her family. All the hours of cramming for college exams had all been to graduate and receive this job. Ava had no more family thanks to that bastard Vince McMahon. But all her hatred and sorrow was going to be over once she met face to face with him today and begin to embark on her plan of taking everything away from him, just as he had taken everything away from her. It was the only thing that kept Ava going for the past thirteen years of her life.

It was still quite early in the morning in Fisher Island, Florida, but the heat was already steamy and hence the need of a frosty smoothie instead of coffee. Ava still wasn't quite awake yet, and that was all too true because one of her crazy roommates hopped up on the counter making a scrunchie face at her. "Seriously…Really pebbles…? The man said in a joking manner and arched his eyebrow at the tussled bun on top of Ava's head.

Ava held her hand to her waist and the hair pinned up to her head began to shake around as she spoke. Ava was not really a morning person and the crack Dean just made about her hair just set the tone of their conversation. "At least my hair is full." Ava said as she pushed back Dean's hair trying to expose the new discovery of his hair thinning a bit.

"Oh, fuck off." Dean said as he hopped down off the counter and began chasing Ava around the kitchen. He snatched up a dish cloth and began whipping it at her legs, not too hard, but enough to make Ava scream out. "Stop it crazy man…We will wake up Melina."

They both calmed down from their playful exchanges and Dean began to make coffee, but his demeanor changed to a solemn quietness and Ava knew exactly what it was. She now hopped up on the counter and placed one hand on Dean's shoulder. "She is getting a lot better…The chemotherapy seems to be working."

Dean stared off across the counter and patted Ava's hand that was on his shoulder. "I know, but I hate it, she doesn't deserve this…" He finally cracked a smile as he thought of his beautiful girlfriend of almost five years. "Melina is the toughest person I know, but it drives me crazy she won't let her guard down, she is always trying to reassure me that everything will be okay but I should be doing that for her…It drives me fucking crazy because all I want to do is shout at the fucking world that it sucks she has cancer."

Ava has promised herself to not cry around either of her roommates, but at night when she was alone the sorrow for her best friend would overwhelm her to the point of breaking down during her evening shower. If it weren't for Melina and Dean, she would have gone off the deep end years ago. Ava met Melina first, about seven years ago, and they bonded instantly, then once Melina started dating Dean they all became the three musketeers. "Hey, it is okay to feel that way, and Melina has to keep strong to beat this thing, and she will…She has you and me." Ava made a wacky face and poked out her tongue.

Dean wagged his finger in her face. "You're damn straight she will…I can't live without her." He stopped his wagging of the finger as he thought about Ava's situation. "I know you know how it feels to lose the people you love most in the world."

Ava tried to hop down, but dean blocked her path, she held her head down and sniffled a bit. "But, I'm going to make it right, that bastard is going to pay for what he did to my parents and my brother."

Dean had worry on his face now, he didn't like this plan of Ava's. "Look I get it, and I'm the first guy to get revenge, but I would be lying if I didn't tell you I'm worried as hell for you…Vince McMahon is a cold hearted mob boss, and if he finds out your plan you could be in serious danger."

Ava looked sternly at Dean as the hatred coursed through her veins. "I know exactly what I am doing, and Vince will regret the day he did what he did to my parents and Roman. That man took everything away from me, but how ironic it will be that I am the one to take everything away from him."

Dean and Ava were diverted from their conversation due to Melina stepping into the kitchen. She held her stomach and sat down at the kitchen table. She felt extremely weak these days, but she was going to be damned to give into this thing. "You two keep talking, I need to catch up on what's going on."

Dean's first instinct was to run over to Melina, but Ava grabbed his arm and mouthed no to stop him. "Hey pretty lady, want some breakfast?" Ava chirped.

"Not right now, and babe you can run over." Melina laughed as she knew Dean like the back of her hand.

Dean hugged Melina from behind. "I wasn't going to run, it was going to be a sexy trot." Dean said joyfully trying to lighten his own mood.

Ava smiled at the two, she looked at Dean and Melina as the perfect couple. She only wished she could experience true love, but since Vince had turned her life into a living hell she couldn't open up to anyone, she felt cold inside and hated herself for feeling this way. Her mother had been such a loving woman, always giving to others and her children. Her Dad on the other hand, well he was a loving dad, but had a tendency to end up dealing with the wrong people. Then there was her older brother Roman, they were as tight as any siblings could be. Roman played football and was the most popular boy in high school and he was only a freshman. All the girls loved him, but in an instance it was taken away. Ava swallowed her memories and waltzed over to the happy couple. "I have to get ready for my day."

"Chica, sit down a minute…" Melina turned to Dean and gave him a peck on the lips. "Can you give us girls a minute?" Melina didn't want to reveal this in front of Dean because he protected Ava like his baby sister.

Dean tilted Melina's head back and kissed her full on, he wasn't taking one minute for granted. "Alright you two hens, I'll leave you be to your gossip."

Melina watched her boyfriend head upstairs and quickly focused her attention back to Ava. "Listen chica, I have been thinking and maybe you should rethink this…I mean this could really end up bad for you."

Ava fiddled with her fingers as she looked down not being able to face her best friend. "I have to do this, that bastard took everything from me, my parents and Roman, they didn't deserve what happened to them."

"I know that and I know the Columbian way better than anyone, but what happens if your plan works out and Vince falls for you and you do get into his house, how will you complete your plan without his little henchmen around?" Melina coughed several times after the long statement.

Ava got up fast and held onto Melina's hand, she didn't panic because there were times when this would happen. "Mel, I got this, and I have to do it…I will be careful, besides we agreed the first part of my plan is needed…Dean could use the money for the bar, and I want to do this to help out…Dean and you were so great giving me spending money when I was in college, it is the least I can do."

Melina smiled at Ava, she knew her friend was right about the money part of the plan. Dean owns his own bar and well he has fallen behind in the bills due to her extensive medical care . Melina couldn't stand it if her boyfriend lost his life dream of owning his business because of her. "Fine chica, but promise you will be careful…I love you for doing this, and I know it is not all about the money for you, which is why part B of your plan scares the shit out of me."

"You know I'm going through with the entire plan, I have Vince right where I want him." Ava looked to the clock and noticed time was getting away from her. "I need to get dress, I don't want to be late for my appointment with Vince."

Melina watched as her friend ran upstairs, she hoped and prayed this was the right decision, because if it turned out badly, she could lose her best forever.

Forty minutes later Ava was downstairs twirling around for Melina. She wore a red short sleeve form fitted blazer and matching mini skirt, which she left the two top buttons of the blazer undone to teasingly show off some cleavage. She wanted Vince's tongue to be wagging, this was phase one of her plan. "Well, what do you think Mel?"

Dean stepped out of the kitchen and his eyes practically bulged from their sockets. "What the hell are you wearing?"

Melina swatted him on the arm, she loved that he was protective of her best friend, but sometimes he went overboard. "Stop being a stick in the mud, I think she looks cute."

"If she bends over everyone will be mooned…It is too much...You need to change." Dean scolded.

Ava squeezed Dean's face and laughed. "Then mission accomplished….I'll see you two later...Love you both." Ava continued to laugh at Dean as she picked up her leather briefcase and waltzed out of the beachfront bungalow.

"I don't like this Mel, she could get hurt, she is a kid." Dean held onto Melina's waist.

"Chica will be fine, the Columbian in her will protect her…I'm a bit tired, come with me upstairs and lay down beside me."

Dean picked up his girlfriend and headed upstairs to their room. He thought to himself that she has to get better because without her, he had no life and could never go on without her.

Vince McMahon's Mansion…

Ava stepped out of her red E400 convertible Mercedes. She was leasing this vehicle to play her part to perfection, which was to be a high roller within the big world of financial advisors. The payments were a little steep for this vehicle, but the only thing that mattered was completing her goal of making Vince pay for what he did to her family and how he has destroyed her own life. She rang the doorbell and was surprised as a tall handsome muscular blonde man with long blonde hair dressed in black slacks, black knit shirt, and grey blazer answered the door. She smiled as she attempted to greet the man with a handshake, but was immediately turned off by his cold presence and not reciprocating her gesture. "Good morning, I'm here to see Vince McMahon….I'm Ava Garcia and he is expecting me."

Although the muscular man was cold and stand offish, he had eyes and he studied Ava from head to toe. To him she seemed beautiful, so seductive, so different from ordinary women he had dated in the past, but he didn't like the fact that Vince was trusting a new financial advisor/accountant to view his business records and was actually considering her to become the complete lead as financial advisor. He moved away from the door allowing Ava entry inside, but said nothing to her as he walked towards the study. He wasn't going to allow himself to be like his boss and get sucked in. Vince had not even met this woman in the flesh, he had researched her online via her work profile and spent countless hours talking to her over the telephone. Ava found the blonde haired man to be very rude and she stopped following him. "Am I supposed to read your mind and just follow behind you?"

The blonde haired man stopped suddenly and turned back around to face Ava. His face had no expression. "Well, that is what one should do when they are allowed inside…Get out much?"

Ava already knew she didn't like this man. Sure he was good looking, but damn if she was going to fall all over him and do cartwheels for this ignorant ass. "Yes I do get out, but maybe you should be mad at the person who dropped you on the head, because they knocked out all of your social skills." She then breezed by the man and went into the study.

The blonde man watched as Ava walked away and he couldn't believe he found himself actually enjoying her backside view. Her behind was round and looked to be very firm, and her tanned legs were very shapely, she obviously was into fitness and kept her body tight, if they had met under different circumstances he probably would have made a move on her himself, but he still didn't like the fact of her wanting to do business with his boss and mentor, so those thoughts were quickly pushed aside. He shut the French doors and stood before Ava and folded his arms to his large chest. "I'm going to be blunt so you understand, I don't know who you are Ava Garcia, but I promise I will find out, no one gets over on Vince or I…So consider yourself warned."

Ava crossed her legs and smirked because this man thought he was intimidating her, but what she had endured in her young life had made her strong willed and determined. She was smart, she didn't use her real last name, she used her mother's maiden name of Garcia. This would make it virtually impossible for Vince or this buffoon standing before her to connect the dots and find out she was in fact a Lopez. Her body did a mocking shudder before she spoke. "Oooh, he can put together sentences…Why don't you run along and fetch your boss for me, this way we both will be happy." The comment was dripping with sarcasm and totally rubbed the blonde man the wrong way.

"Do you even know who the hell you are talking to lady?" The blonde man said in a curt deep voice.

Ava narrowed her brownish/grey eyes and settled back onto the couch, which made her little skirt go almost up to her buttocks. Needless to say the blonde haired man soaked in the view and he could tell she was wearing black lace panties. Ava smirked slyly feeling she had the upper hand. "No I don't know because you were too busy pretending to be scary and a rude brute…" She now tapped her finger against her cheek to mock thinking of his name. "What do you go by…Is it henchmen…Oh, I know, Igor…That's it…" And there went the sly smile that got under the blonde man's skin.

The blond man laughed mockingly. He couldn't believe this woman was that stupid? "Oh that was so funny I forgot to laugh…For your information smartass it is Paul Levesque and I am the second in command of this operation, so if I were you I sit back and shut up until Vince is ready to see you."

"Is that so Paul? I would love for you to try and shut me up, and then I will tell Vince you threaten me." Ava spat back with as much harshness as Paul just spewed to her.

The doors flew opened and Vince McMahon strutted into the study. "Well, good morning beautiful Ms. Ava…I see you have met my best guy, Paul Levesque." Vince took Ava's hand and kissed it.

Ava thought she was going to vomit from Vince's touch, but she forced a smile as she remembered she was there to seek vengeance for her family. "Good morning Vince, you are looking very happy on this sunny day."

"And, why wouldn't I? I finally get to meet Ava Garcia in the flesh instead talking into a cold cell phone…It is not every day I have such a very smart attractive young woman in my presence, life doesn't get any better." Vince turned to Paul and spoke in a commanding condescending voice. "Stop standing around Paul and make yourself useful and get Ava some coffee?"

Ava smiled coyly at Paul, it did her heart good to see Paul getting a taste of how he just treated her. "Yes Paul, I would love for you to bring me coffee…Two sugars and light on the cream."

Paul was boiling inside. He already knew Vince was going to make a fool of himself for this woman. He has tried repeatedly to tell Vince he is no longer a viral young man, he is aging and women like her are not going to want to be with him anymore, but trying to tell Vince McMahon that was like talking to the wall. Vince still thought of himself as a stud, but the reality of the matter he was aging into a senior citizen. Paul roughly walked through the hallway and passed by his associate and friend Dave Batista, the heat was just radiating off Paul, so Dave stopped him in his tracks. "Slow down, what is eating you man?"

"Oh I don't know…? Maybe "Vince the genetic jackhammer" strikes again." Paul huffed as he and Dave headed towards the kitchen.

Dave laughed. "I don't blame him, that chick is smoking hot."

Paul was so angry and distracted by Dave's comment he let the coffee overflow the rim of the cup and now the hot java liquid was burning his hand. "Shit…Mother Fucker…!"

Dave shook his head as he ran the cold water and shoved Paul's large hand into the sink. "Okay, this is Dave you are talking to, what the hell is bothering you man?"

Paul grimaced from the sting of the small burn. "Nothing, that "hot chick" is a bitch and is hiding something…My gut instincts are never wrong."

Dave chuckled. "You mad because she is into Vince and not you?"

Paul turned to Dave and looked incredulously trying to ignore that maybe his friend could possibly be right. "Pff, I can have any chick I want, she is a bitch with a smart mouth, I prefer my woman to have some common sense and know who the hell they are dealing with." Paul's tone was not convincing, nor was the angry expression he now had on his face.

Dave shook his head, he has known Paul for over a decade and he was not buying what Paul was trying to sell. He knew his friend had a big ego and the mere fact of that woman paying attention to Vince and not giving Paul any attention told him that his friend was jealous. "Just stop it, you are all salty because she wasn't falling all over the great Paul Levesque."

Paul narrowed his eyes as he stared at Dave. Deep down it did sting a little that this hot woman would talk to him the way she did, but he would never admit such a thing as being jealous. Hell he could have any women he wanted in his bed, but Ava sure as hell was not one of them. Or so he told himself. "Fuck off Dave…I need to get back with this coffee."

"Why does Vince have you getting coffee? He has a staff of people to do that, I'll tell you why, because he loves upping you one…Why do you put up with it?"

Paul was no fool, but Vince had taken him into his organization when he was eighteen years old. Paul felt loyalty towards Vince, but Dave was right because Vince from time to time would throw around his ego towards Paul to prove he was the head man in charge and in the process would try to make Paul look inferior or not worthy of his positon of being second in command. But, truth be told Paul was becoming sick of it, but he had to wait for the right time to sit old Vince down and straighten this out or he just might consider going into business for himself. "Stop over dramatizing everything." With those last words Paul left Dave in the kitchen. Even though he and Dave were close, he would never share such things. Paul was old school in that you never tell your associates what you are really thinking, it most times would be thrown back into your face and used against you.

Paul walked back inside of the study and became disgusted as he watched Vince now sitting next to Ava rubbing her thigh. He cleared his throat and offered the coffee to Ava. "Here."

"Thank you." Ava flinched as she almost didn't get a tight grip on the coffee cup. She could have sworn Paul was trying to purposely spill the hot liquid into her lap.

"Paul what the hell has gotten into?" Vince barked. "Younger men have no manners." Vince smiled into Ava's face.

Paul rolled his eyes as he took a seat behind Vince's desk, it irked him how Ava was beginning to laugh at Vince's poor attempt at insulting him.

"Oh, excuse me Ava, I have to take this." Vince stood up and headed out to the patio to take a call on his cell phone.

Ava placed the coffee cup onto the table. "You got it right...My coffee I mean."

"Don't talk to me." Paul snapped.

Ava waved her hand at Paul, she was trying to be nice and erase how they first got off on the wrong foot. "Fine butt face, you just sit there and be Mr. Personality…I won't waste my time on trying to be nice, your certainly not worth it."

Paul smirked as he leaned over the desk. "No, you are trying to suck up now. You realized that being a bitch to me was a mistake…Too late genius." Paul said curtly.

Ava was about to retort but Vince walked back inside. "Ava, I have to cut this short, something has come up, but we are still on for dinner tonight."

"Of course, I can't wait to be alone, you know to continue our discussion about your financials...I will see myself out." Ava bent over and her ass was pointed in the direction of Vince and Paul, and then she slowly gathered up her briefcase to leave.

Once Ava had left Vince turned to Paul. "Ain't she a fine piece of ass, I can't wait to make her scream."

Paul felt that uncomfortable feeling of disgust again. "Isn't she a little young for you and little Vince?"

Vince was outraged by Paul questioning his manhood. "No she is not dammit…I have been talking on the telephone with this woman for weeks and I intend on sealing the deal, I know you noticed that young tender ass, they don't make them like that anymore, exotic and wild, who the hell knows this could turn into something I decide to keep around."

"Oh brother." Paul muttered under his breath.

"What was that?" Vince cupped his ear.

At times Paul would hate how Vince would become obnoxious and full of himself, and this moment was one of those times. "Vince, we don't know anything about this woman and you are just willing to switch advisors, I just don't know about this."

Vince arched his eyebrow, and placed his hand on Paul's shoulder. "Well, seeing that I am the boss and you are second in command, it is not for you to worry about." Vince grinned evilly. "Besides, you will have an opportunity to get to know her…I need you to pick her up for dinner tonight and sit with her until I get there…That call I took was about a meeting with another boss across town."

"Oh hell no, I'm not doing that." Paul frowned angrily.

"You will do it because I said damn so…I can't trust the other men around her, but you I trust...Now just get a hold of yourself." Vince said as he handed Paul the address. "You pick her up at seven o'clock, and no more back talk."

Paul pressed his lips together, he was beyond angry at this hair brain idea of Vince's, but what could he do, it was a direct order. He was going to be stuck with this woman for god knows how long, and for him that was not a good idea.

TBC…Thank you for reading, this is a new story, so Favorites/Follows/Reviews will determine if I should continue or trash it…xoxo