Roman, Seth and Dean were all dressed and ready to fight while waiting for the show to start, hiding away in their locker room. All of their eyes went to the door as it opened and a woman suddenly came in. She gave them a look back before dropping her bag on one of the benches.
"Are you lost?" Roman asked.
"Don't mind me. I'll be done quickly," she said.
She pulled the dress over her head and revealed her black bra and black thong. The guys couldn't help but stare in wonder at this strange woman undressing in front of them.
"Not that we don't like the view, but what are you doing in here?" Seth asked.
"Changing," she answered as she pulled out a pair of black pants from her bag.
"We can see that but why are you in our locker room?" Roman asked.
She pulled up the pants and turned to look at them.
"Apparently I'm not welcome in the female locker room since I'm not a wrestler so I just opened a random door and here I am," she answered.
"Who says you're not welcome there?" Seth asked.
"Basically all the female wrestlers. They threw me out, saying I wasn't good enough to be in there with them," she answered.
"Just our luck," Dean said with a smirk, not able to take his eyes off her breasts.
She turned around again.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know I wasn't welcome in here either," she said.
"It's okay. It's just that no one really knows where we usually hide out and you just stumbled upon us by accident," Roman said.
She looked over her shoulder and smiled.
"Does that make me lucky or am I in trouble?" She asked.
"You're not in trouble," Roman said.
"Yet," Dean added.
She pulled out a dress shirt from the bag and put it on. She turned around while buttoning it.
"God, I hate dress shirts. They're so uncomfortable," she said.
"So why are you wearing it?" Seth asked.
"They told me too. Apparently I can't look too feminin out there between the men," she answered.
"Between the men? What exactly are you suppose to do here?" Roman asked.
"I'm the new commentator. They've been taken a lot of heat for not having a woman at the table so I've been brought in. But god forbid I look too much of a woman although I'm still suppose to act like a dumbfounded little girl who's giggling over all the big bad wrestlers," she said with a sigh as she buttoned the last button.
Dean walked over, gave her a sassy smile and unbuttoned the top button again.
"You should show some more cleavage. You got great breasts," he said.
"Dean!" Roman said and yanked him back.
"What? Just saying," Dean said and held up his hands.
"As much as I'd like to, I'm not allowed to. They'd rather have me suffocating in this all buttoned up to the neck," she said.
She buttoned the button again.
"So, who are you?" She finally asked.
"We're The Shield," Seth answered.
"The Shield," she repeated as she pulled out her phone.
She scrolled through it for a few seconds.
"Ah, there you are. Roman, Seth and Dean," she said as she looked around at them.
"That's us," Roman said.
"Which one of you are the most flirtatious?" She asked.
"Dean," Roman and Seth answered at the same time.
"Mind helping me out a bit tonight so I can giggle and blush about this big strong man in front of me?" She asked.
"That's not really my style," Dean answered and scratched his head.
"Come on, throw me a bone here. All I ask is a small smile in my direction at some point. That's all. I can build from that on my own," she said.
"I guess I can do that," Dean said.
"Thanks," she said.
She grabbed her bag and started walking towards the door.
"Hey wait, what's your name?" Dean asked.
She turned around and looked at him.
"Angela," she answered.
"Oh, an angel," Dean said and smiled.
"I'm not an angel. I'm a devil," she said and winked.
Dean walked over to her with a sassy smile on his face.
"You know, we can't have you running around telling people where we hide out," he said as he reached her.
He trailed her fingers up her arm to test her. He was surprised that she didn't seem scared at all.
"What will you give me for keeping your secret?" She asked with a twisted smile.
He grabbed her upper arm, not hard but with enough force to make his point.
"Angel face, it's your funeral if you start running your mouth," he said.
She put her hand over his hand and pushed it away.
"No need to play all macho with me. The way I've been recieved so far on my first day here, you guys are the only ones that have actually been friendly towards me. I'm not gonna forget that," she said.
She turned around and walked out of the locker room. Dean turned around with the sassy smile still planted on his face and looked at Seth and Roman.
"I like her," he said.
"She seemed nice," Roman said.
"Angel face," Seth said with a laugh. "Where do you come up with this stupid crap and why do women always fall for it?"
"Don't hate on me just because I'm charming," Dean said.
"We'd like to welcome our new commentator Angela," JBL spoke as the show started.
"Yes, welcome to the show, Angela," Tom Philips added.
"Thank you," she said.
"So how does it feel to be here?" JBL asked.
"It feels really good. I can't wait to see all those big strong men throw each other around," she answered.
She could have cringed by her own words but she had to do it. It was what she was paid to do.
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"Oh boy, here they come. The hounds of justice," JBL said.
"Stay far away from those guys, Angela. They're bad news," Tom said.
"They don't look too bad," she said.
"Well, they ain't friendly. I can tell you that for sure," JBL said.
The Shield made their way down the stairs and jumped over the barricade. They walked over to the commentator table to grab some microphones. Dean stopped, put his hands on the table and leaned over it a bit, staring at Angela with a smile on his face before grabbing a microphone and entering the ring with Seth and Roman.
"Who's that pretty face sitting there?" Dean asked and pointed towards her.
"Is she yours, Tom?" Seth asked.
Tom shook his head.
"Oh boy, looks like they have it out for you," JBL said.
"Such an angelic face," Dean said and sent her another smile.
She bit her lip.
"He's kind of cute, don't you think?" She asked.
"I wouldn't know," JBL answered with a chuckle.
"Anyway, we're down here to talk about what happened last week," Dean said as he turned his attention away from her.
"The Wyatts jumped us for no reason," Roman said.
"We don't take kindly to that kind of behaviour," Seth said.
"So Wyatts, if you're out there, get your asses down to this ring right now!" Dean yelled.
The Wyatts' music started and the place went dark. Bray Wyatt came walking in with a lantern in his hands, followed by Luke Harper and Erick Rowan.
"Looks like all the psychos came out to play today," JBL said.
"That's a little harsh," Tom said.
"The Shield and The Wyatts in the same ring. I stick to what I just said," JBL said.
As soon as Bray put down the lantern, The Shield jumped all three men. They didn't care who they hurt or how badly they hurt them. They were out for revenge and with revenge often came the taste of blood.
"Oh boy, it's crazy in there," Angela said.
"Welcome to WWE, Angela," JBL said mockingly.
The Shield had the upper hand. They delievered punishment like no other and soon The Wyatts retrieted with blood running down their faces. Dean grabbed the microphone again.
"That's what you get for messing with The Shield! You tell everyone out there that's what's in store for them if they try to do the same!" He yelled.
They jumped out of the ring again. Seth and Roman walked over to the barricade while Dean made his way over to Angela.
"He's coming for you, Angela," JBL said.
She sat and looked up at the tall man as he stopped right in front of her. He bowed down with a smirk on his face, reached his hand forward and unbuttoned the top button on her shirt. Then he walked over to Seth and Roman, jumped over the barricade and disappeared out of the arena.
"What the hell was that all about?" JBL asked.
"I have no idea," she lied as she buttoned the shirt again.
After the show she was called into Hunter's office. She was in there for a long time and the entire place seemed deserted once she came back out. She walked with her bag towards the women's locker room. Seeing as everyone had probably left by now, she could use it. She got changed back into her dress and walked out of the locker room again.
"We thought you'd come back to our locker room," Dean's voice sounded.
She jumped, startled by the voice in the dark corridor.
"Didn't mean to scare you, angel," he said as he walked over to her.
"I thought everyone had left by now," she said.
"We waited for you. I waited for you," he said as he leaned his hand up against the wall, looking down at her.
"Sorry, I didn't think you'd still be here," she said.
He bowed his head down so he came close to her.
"From now on you come to our locker room both before and after the show. You got that?" He asked.
"Are you always this bossy? It wouldn't hurt you to ask nicely, you know," she said.
"I'm not asking. I'm telling," he said.
"I can hear that," she said.
"So you got that?" He asked again.
"Yeah fine, I'll see you next time in your locker room," she said.
He smirked and took a step backwards, putting his hand out in the air to signal she was free to go. She started walking down the corridor towards the front door.
"We got your back, angel. Whatever you need, you let us know," he yelled at her.
She turned around.
"I already told you, I'm not an angel. I'm a devil," she yelled back.
She could hear him laugh.
"Whatever you say, angel face, whatever you say," he chuckled as he walked away.