Hey guys this is Phoenix Trails with my first ever WWE fanfiction. Hope you like. Please review, favorite and follow.

Disclaimer- I do not own anything that isn't mine (the only thing that's mine is Vanesa but don't lether hear you say that).

Now to the story

Hi I'm Vanesa Sanchez and I design the outfits/ whatever they where, for the superstars of WWE. Many people think I'm a child because I haven't even turned 21 yet but I'm NOT. I am an adult, who lives in her own apartment, who has her own job and can pay her own bills, so hah. Anyway I design the outfits for stars like the Shield and the divas division. I also make the photoshoots possible but many people will disagree with me on that point. My uncle, John Cena wants me to have more fun with my life and maybe try to become a WWE star so he can say it runs in the family. If I was a wrestler my name would be Matrix Abernathy but the possibility of that happening is like 1 in 999,999.

Most of my friends call me Vyn. I am a petite female from Las Vegas. I have silver-ish colored hair with black streaks and brown eyes. Most people make fun of me being short especially the Shield and my uncle. They seem to forget that this short person designs their clothes and can make their lives very uncomfortable with in seconds but eventually they will learn after about 5 times of having itching powder in their uniforms.

I gotta go, the show starts in ten so feel free to follow me around inside my head just don't break anything while you're in there, don't have anything to replace it.

I walked through the door way entrance to the dressing rooms and immediately started laughing. I felt tear prickling at the corners of my eyes and I almost collapsed on the floor laughing. Some of the staff passing by thought I was crazy until they looked my direction and saw who I was laughing at. In the waiting room of the dressing rooms was Dean Ambrose. I cracked up laughing more. I couldn't take it, someone shot me now.

"Something funny Vyn" The Samoan titan, Roman Reigns asked as he walked up and put a muscular arm around my shoulders. I rolled my eyes at him before pointing to where Dean was sitting. He moved his arm to look around the corner before cracking up too.

"Oh my gosh, is he dyed violet?!"

"No that shade is obviously lavender." I said all serious like.

"I guess Seth got his revenge for the balloon incident last week."

I gave him a curious look. He shook his head to mean don't ask. I pulled myself together before walking into the dressing rooms. When Dean looked up I almost started laughing again. He had the most adorable help me face I've ever seen. I sighed and pulled Dean to one of the showers there for emergencies. I handed him a bottle of dye remover before throwing him in. As he cleaned off I went to help Nikki with her make up.

"Hey girl what up?" I ask as soon as I'm within range. She quirks an eyebrow at me before trying to do her mascara again.

"Nothing just can't get this stupid mascara on." She groaned as she messed up again. I took it from her and spun her chair.

"You talk, I do."

"Fine, I guessing you want to know how my double date went with Bri. I nodded my head even though I pretty sure it doesn't count as a double date if one of the pairs is married.

"Well John was a perfect gentleman he even opened the door for me when I went to get out. We were slightly late but it didn't matter Bri and Daniel hadn't gotten there yet so. I ordered this sea food dish that tasted awesome but then I remember my stomach doesn't like lobster so I'm sitting there during diner and I feel like I'm going to throw up. So we say goodbye and John brings us home, and he sets me bed and brings me soup and all that sort of stuff and he's like checking on me every ten minutes and it's adorable but it's annoying at the same. So eventually I fall asleep and then this morning he makes me breakfast in bed and I'm like 'wow. I didn't know you could cook.'" Nikki finally stops long enough for me to spin her back around to look in the mirror at her makeup. While she was talking I had enough time to do mascara, eyeliner, eyeshadow and find her the right type of lipstick for today and she looks good. Nikki thanks me real quick before moving on. Then I walk towards where I last saw Dean, just hoping he managed not to destroy anything. He was nowhere to be seen… wait. I looked at the floor and saw wet footprints leading towards the closet and towards one of the main changing rooms. I looked on the rack to find his street clothes missing. I sigh grab his spare uniform that I'd hidden and made my way to changing room number 13.

I knocked on the plastic/wooden door. Dean swung open the door on the third knock. I could help but stare at his chest before looking at his face. What I'm female?! He chuckled slightly but didn't say anything. He was wearing black jeans and combat boots. He went to grab a matching shirt but I snatched it out of his hand before he could put it on. He started to say something before he spotted the spare uniform in my hand. He grinned taking it from my hand.

"I hide a spare uniform so Seth couldn't destroy them all at one time." I said happy I did or else he'd be going out in a purple uniform, I'd make sure of it.

He closed the door for a minute to put it on before coming out in the full combat gear that was a trademark of the Shield. I did the once over to make sure everything was in place before giving him the green light. He went to leave. I cleared my throat. He looked over his shoulder at me.

"Dean the other clothes." He sheepishly pointed to the dressing room knowing I hate picking up after them.

"You're forgiven this one time, now get your butt out there, they need you!" I shouted as I made shooing motions with my hands. He gave me a thumbs up before running off to join his brothers. I grumbled under my breath for a minute before picking up everything left in the dressing room. I got the dye removing shampoo and put it away in the stash before grabbing and folding the clothes Dean had left behind, they were still slightly warm from his body heat. They also smelled like him too, a mix of dirt, sweat, blood, and pecans surprisingly. I opened Dean's locker and shoved the stuff inside.

"Vyn! Stephanie needs you pronto. She said report to her office." I shouted an okay to Lillian, the blue haired intern to Stephanie.

I walked to Stephanie McMahan's office racking my brain on anything I could have done wrong. As far as know, no dress code violations, I didn't volunteer for anything, and I wasn't a superstar so I wouldn't be receiving a match notice. No more time to think I'm here. I stood in front of the door for a minute. The Authority sign making me even more nervous.

"You needed to speak with me Stephanie." I said trying to appear confident. Her eyes told me I wasn't in trouble as they weren't mad, so why was I down here?

"Yes Vyn. I was wondering if you were free this weekend." I raised my eyebrow at her. I pretty sure Hunter and her are still married even if they weren't I didn't know she swung that way.

"Not like that Vyn. I was wondering if you could be my daughters' and their friends' hair and makeup stylist for their pageant. Possibly even do the clothes." For the first time this week I truly looked at Stephanie. She was tired and had dark raccoon eyes and deep bags as well. I could see take-out food boxes all over the place and mountains of paper stacked on her in-box. I heard a knock at the door right as I was about to respond.

"Come on in."

Seth opened the door and I smiled at him. He was in his street clothes and looked like he had been on his way out the door when he decided to come here. He looked at Steph and she gave him the one minute finger before writing something down real quick. I took the opportunity to talk to Seth.

"Hey Seth next time you think of dyeing anyone purple remember what I could do to your suit. I would hate for itching powder or something else to accidently end up in there during Monday night RAW." I said in a sickly sweet voice. He shuddered under his sweat shirt before shoving his hands further into his pockets. With his head ducked in shame he said. "Yes Vyn"

"I'll make sure your girls are all dolled up Steph. I'll be there at 7 tomorrow."

I walked out a down towards the parking lot. The lot was quiet. Most of the superstars had gone home. I looked at the stars for a minute. They weren't horribly clear in the Las Vegas sky but you could still seem them now that most of the stadium lights were off. I spotted the big dipper and grinned a little bit. I remember when my Dad had first shown me it. It was a peaceful memory before everything went to hell at home.

"You okay?"

I screamed slightly before covering my mouth when I realized who it was.

"Oh my heavens. What do you think you're doing? Sneaking up on a women in the middle of the night. You're lucky I didn't pepper spray you."

Seth had his hands up in surrender by the time I was done yelling at him. He looked panicked but also somewhat entertained. Slowly a giant smirk spread across his face and it was infectious. I started laughing. At first it was only a giggle but then into a full blow can't stop laugh. Seth couldn't stop laughing either. But slowly a composed myself. He did to but he still couldn't stop smiling. I smiled back before getting ready to leave.

"See you tomorrow Seth." I said turning towards where my car was parked. I could hear his feet shuffle for a second before following me.

"You know I could give you a ride home, Vanesa."

"I know Seth but I'm already really close to my car. Plus you better get going or else you're going to miss Roman's party."

"Right Roman's party. So I'll see you there?"

I smiled with my face away from him. He was so darn adorable.

"No Seth I already told Roman I wouldn't be able to make it. However I already gave him his gift to open tonight. Make sure he opens right at midnight." I said turning to him as I reached my black Ferrari. I swear he looked disappointed but I just climbed in and turned the engine on.

"See you tomorrow Seth."

"Kay, bye Vyn."

I pulled out of the parking lot and onto the freeway. Rolling down the window, I sighed as the wind blew through my silver hair, releasing all the stress from the day. A few strands were flung into my face on occasion but overall it felt good. My eyes complained at staying open all day long, so I tried to concentrate on the city. All of the lights made the city just about as bright as the sun its self. Most of the signs were for food and products but many of the larger signs I saw were WWE billboards. Advertised a crossed them were the SHIELD. Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, and Seth Rollins. I could feel Seth ego from here as well as the others. I honestly believed they loved beating up the other guys and getting in the way of others and why shouldn't they? They looked awesome while doing it.

I sighed in depression. I was never going to find someone like them and they would never be interested in me so… I got out of the low riding car and walked up to my house. The house was dusty but well-kept but in was clean in every other way. I only got to come home a couple weeks out of the year but it was still nice to have some where to call home base. Tiredly I flung off my hooker heels and climbed into bed. Tomorrow was going to entertaining.