Summary: Mickie's move to Smackdown wasn't the easiest, and her recent break up just made things harder. But what happens when Triple H's brother enters her life? Can he help her and vise versa?

Paring: Mickie JamesXAaron-Paul Levesque (Mickron)

Rating: T for now (language, ect)

Disclaimer: Vinnie Mac owns the WWE, it's superstars, divas, ect. I solely own Aaron-Paul Myles Levesque, aka 'The Future' Skylar James Helmsley

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Making My Way To You

Chapter One: First Impressions And Getting To Know Each Other

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Mickie James sighed quietly as she grabbed her bags from her rental car and made her way to the entry way of the arena. Things hadn't been easy for her since her transfer to Smackdown. She was criticized and ridiculed by her fellow divas for her supposed weight gain and she also recently broke up with her boyfriend. As she closed the trunk, she noticed a guy standing by the entryway. She didn't get a good look at him, she just saw the back of him. Once the security guard let him in, she sighed again. With her bags in her hands, she made her way to the door and into the arena.

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After getting her things into the diva's locker room, Mickie made her way to the canteen. Once she entered, she saw a guy there, leaning against a wall. At first, she thought it was the guy from earlier. No, your just imaging things, Mickie…. she thought. But when she looked at him again, her breath was taken away. He had to be well over six feet tall, long brown hair, which was in a ponytail and a goutee. His ears and left eyebrow were pierced. He was dressed in a Property Of University Of Missouri Tigers Athletic Club hoodie, stone washed blue jeans and boots. He also had ear buds in his ears as his head bobbed to the music he was listening to.

She was going to introduce herself to him, when Paul Levesque, better know as Triple H, entered the canteen. He saw Mickie and smiled. "Met my brother yet?" he asked as he motioned to the guy leaning against the wall.

Her eyes went wide. "He's your brother?" she asked.

Paul nodded. "Yep."

She shook her head. "No I haven't."

"Well, let's get you two introduced." he said as he walked over to his brother. "HEY AARON-PAUL!" he shouted as he tapped him on the shoulder. Aaron-Paul's eyes opened, reveling their hazel luster. He took out the ear buds and smiled at his brother.

"Man, Paul. I'm not deaf, you know." the younger of the two replied, his voice was slightly gruff, and had a hint of a southern drawl to it. His attention was then diverted to the brunette diva that was there. There was no doubt in his mind that it was Mickie James. He turned off his mp3 player and put it in the front pocket of his hoodie.

Damn, I knew Mickie James was hot, but this doesn't even do her justice, she gorgeous! Wait! What am I doing! I should stop staring! She might think I'm a pervert..

"Aaron-Paul, I'd like you to meet Mickie James. Mickie, this is my younger brother, Aaron-Paul Myles Levesque." Paul said as he introduced the two. Aaron-Paul groaned slightly and rolled his eyes when Paul mentioned him by his full name.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Miss James." Aaron-Paul said as he flashed a smile at her.

Damn, that smile is sexy and it makes my heart melt. And he's hot too! Wait! Mickie, what are you thinking? You just met this guy! She shook her head and then returned the smile. "Pleased to meet you as well, Mr. Levesque." She replied as she held out her hand. The two shook hands as Paul looked at his watch.

"I'd hate to leave you, Aaron-Paul, but I have to go find Shawn."

Aaron-Paul nodded, but he knew what his brother was up to. "Ok Paul. I'll look for you later. Plus, I want to see my nieces." he said with a smile.

"Sounds good. I'll see you later, Aaron-Paul. And you too, Mickie." he replied as he left. Now it was the two of them.

"You want to go some where and talk?" he asked her.

She nodded. "Yeah that sounds good." she replied as they made their way out of the canteen.

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The two made their way to the food court and got themselves something to eat. Then they made their way to a table. Aaron-Paul sat his food on the table and made his way to where Mickie was, and pulled out the chair for her.

"Why, thank you. Your quiet the gentleman, Mr. Levesque."

He blushed slightly. "Thank you Miss James, it was how I was raised. And please, in the future, just call me Aaron-Paul."

She nodded as she sat down. "Just as long as you call me Mickie." she said.

"Deal." he replied as he sat down.

She smiled at him as she started the conversation. "So, tell me about yourself, Aaron-Paul."

"What would you like to know?" he asked as he took a drink of his water.

"Well, start at the beginning." She suggested.

"Ok. I was born on St. Patrick's Day in 1981. Of course, my older siblings are Lynn and Paul, but my parents weren't expecting me."

"They weren't?" Mickie asked.

Aaron-Paul shook his head, "Nope, after Paul, they didn't plan on having anymore children. But when they found out that they were pregnant with me, they decided to have me."

"So what was it like growing up?"

"I was your typical kid growing up. I was in the boy scouts and took up martial arts. When I was in high school, I was in basketball, wrestling, and football, as well as straight a student. I was able to get a full scholarship at,"

"Let me guess, The University Of Missouri?" she asked as she pointed at his hoodie.

"That would be correct." Aaron-Paul continued. "As I attended, I was athletic in basketball, wrestling, and football, while I studied for Psychology and Criminal Justice. That's where I met Nikita."

"Who's Nikita? Your girlfriend?"

"Was my girlfriend."

"What happened?"

"Everything was going great. Upon my graduation, she, well," he started to get chocked up. Mickie took her hand and placed it on his. "Aaron-Pail, you can tell me." she said with a comforting smile.

He nodded as he wiped the tears from his eyes. "About a year ago, Nikita found out that she had terminal cancer, and had less than six months to live. She fought so damn hard, and there was nothing I could do…" He started to cry again.

"Aaron-Paul, sweetie, there's no way to stop death. But, what you can do is keep all the memories of her inside your heart." she suggested with a comforting smile.

He nodded. "Will do, but there's more. Nikita never won her fight with cancer. It devastated me, and sent me on a downward spiral. I tried to commit suicide by slashing my wrists and overdosing on pills."

Mickie gasped as she placed her hands over her mouth. "On the way to the hospital, they almost lost me. And at the hospital as well. I was in a coma for a month. Once I awoken, I made a conscious decision."

"And that was?"

"To go get help at a rehabilitation center, and then I decided to become a born-again Christian, but don't worry, I won't cram my beliefs down your throat. Of course, I have Shawn and my family to thank for their support. As well as you."

She looked confused. "While I was in rehab, I would watch you on Raw, and it go me back into the sport that I so dearly missed, so in a sense, you also helped me save me from myself, and for that, I've forever thankful." he said with a smile.

She was touched. She blushed slightly. " Your welcome. So, what about did you do about college?"

"I had just a semester left, so once I got out of rehab, I went back and finished. It was the best decision I've made since my conversion."

"So, you ever had a thought about wrestling?"

"Yep, while I was in college, I met someone who was attending Killer Kowalski's school. So I spent my summer training under his tutelage. The I went to England, Germany, Japan, Mexico, and Australia for additional training, as we as learning kickboxing, judo, karate, boxing, and some MMA, which I incorporated into my wrestling move sets. I then wrestle around the states until Vince gave me a call. You?"

"Well, I was born in Richmond, I'm the oldest, along with my sister, Laytoya. Growing up, my father had taken me to see wrestling matches, and my favorites were Ricky Steamboat, Ric Flair, and Randy Savage."

Aaron-Paul's eyes went big. "No way! Same here! "

Mickie grinned. "Right on! One thing we have in common. My grandmother got me interested into horses, and riding, so that's been my passion ever since I was younger. After high school, I started to wrestle all around the states, in KYDA, SHIMMER, ROH, and TNA, where I improved on my strength, stamina, and conditioning. Then I got the call up to join OVW, where I tuned my craft, and after being in OVW, I was offered to come up to the WWE. And the rest is history." She said as she started to eat.

"And for college?" Aaron-Paul asked.

"I have a few degrees in business management."

"Cool, cool." Aaron-Paul said. "Um, I don't mean to pry, but what about your relationships. The only one I knew about was Ken Doane." Aaron-Paul said. Mickie looked at him with a sad look on her face. "If you don't want to talk about it, it's cool. I was just curious." he replied.

Mickie shook her head. "It's find. Well, before Ken, I was dating Adam Birch, or better known as Joey Mercury. Then after Ken, I had a very short fling, if you want to call it that with John Cena, and then one with Cody Rhodes, and now I just broke up with my last boyfriend, Jake." Now she was the one that had tears running down her face. Aaron-Paul took his thumb and brushed away the tears.

"A beautiful woman like you should never cry." he said with a smile. That comment made her blush and smile at the same time. So of the lunch was spent as Aaron-Paul and Mickie kept looking at each other every once in a while. After they were done. Aaron-Paul got up first, and pulled out the chair for Mickie. She was still in awe of his gentlemaness, she had never met a guy like that. She once again thanked him as he grabbed the trays and discarded them into a nearby garbage can. He then turned to the brunette diva.

"So, what's next?" he asked.

"Well, I have a show to get ready for, and you have a pair of nieces that have been dying to see you." Mickie mused.

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Aaron-Paul nodded as he looked at Mickie. "You want to do something after the show?" Aaron-Paul asked.

Mickie blushed as she shook her head. "I'm sure after my match, we can find a restaurant to go and eat, and to get to know each other more." She suggested.

Aaron-Paul nodded. "Sounds good and good luck in your match."

The two shared one last look as they disappear from each other's sights.

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In The Next Chapter: Aaron-Paul spends time with his family, and then he runs into some old friends, and what happens when Maria trys to find out who Mickie's 'mystery man' is?

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