This is my new story.I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or the wrestlers in this story. I own only my OC. This story is for entertainment purposes only and it is fiction.


John Cena, Kofi Kingston and Randy Orton walked into the locker room at the arena and were shocked at the sight. John Morrison was lying on the floor not moving. Both John and Randy rushed to his side and realized that he wasn't breathing or had a pulse. Kofi went to see if the paramedics were at the arena yet. John got out his phone and dialed 911. They tried CPR but it didn't work. Kofi arrived with the paramedics and they began to work on JoMo. They soon pronounced him dead.

"I want everyone who was at the arena to talk to the police." Vince said when everyone was gathered in catering. "You might have seen something."

"I can't believe JoMo is dead." Evan Bourne said as they all sat in catering.

"Me either." John Cena replied. "It was freaky finding him like that."

"I agree with that." Randy replied.

They continued to talk as the police investigated the murder. Once they went over the scene, the police headed to catering to talk to the superstars. They had no solid evidence to find the killer as it was and they hoped that talking to the superstars would give them a clue or maybe someone saw something.

Vince couldn't believe that one of his superstars were dead. He didn't trust the local cops to solve this and he didn't know if another one of his superstars would be next. He decided to call in a favor with the head of the FBI. They had been friends for years and he knew Richard would help him. He got his cell phone out and dialed the number.

"Monroe." Richard Monroe said when he answered the phone.

"Richard, its Vince. I need a favor." He said to him.

"Anything."

"One of my superstars has been killed. I want to know who did and why. I don't know if they are targeting them all or what."

"I can only send one agent. It's the best way."

"Alright. When can I expect this agent?"

"She will be on her way. Her name is Taylie Harkins."

"Alright. Thanks Richard."

"No problem." Richard hung up the phone and called Taylie.

"Harkins."

"Taylie, its Richard. I need a favor."

"Okay." She agreed. She owed everything to Richard. He paid for her to go to college and law school. He and his wife were her foster parents from the time she was 15 to 18.

She had been in foster care since she was 6 and her father had killed her mom in a drunken rage. He was put in prison but died a few years earlier. He never signed away his parental rights so no one could adopt her and she had no living relative to take her in. She lived with one family until she was 9 and then they moved away and she was sent to another one until she was 15 and Richard and his wife took her in. When she turned 18 and was legal an adult she went to the University of Virginia for college and got her business degree and then she went to the University of Virginia Law School. Richard and his wife paid for it all and that was one of the reason she went into the FBI

"I need you to go to San Diego. A WWE superstar was killed and Vince McMahon, who is a close friend, asked me to send an agent. I want you to go because I trust you."

"Alright. How long?" Taylie asked.

"As long as it takes to figure this out. I want you to go to the local police and see what they have. Try to build a profile and then go from there. Interview the superstars and see what you can come up."

"Alright. I'll leave immediately."

"Great. Thanks." He hung up and started filling out the paperwork for Taylie's assignment.

Taylie headed home and packed a bag. She booked her flight and headed out. She looked up the WWE website on her laptop and learned something about the company. She contacted the San Diego PD and got them to email her the file on John Morrison's death. He was strangled to death but no evidence to point to the killer was found. They had interviewed the superstars and no one saw anything. She knew that this was going to be a difficult case.

She made the plan to talk to the superstars herself and see what she could come up for the profile. She would have to talk to anyone who might know who would have wanted John Morrison dead. She knew from what she had this wouldn't be an easy case to solve.

She arrived at the airport and rented a car and drove to the arena. She arrived at the arena and headed to see Vince McMahon. She found his office and knocked.

"Come in." He said from inside.

"Mr. McMahon, I'm Taylie Harkins, FBI." She said showing her badge.

"I appreciate you coming." He said shaking her hand. "I will help in any way I can."

"I need to see where the body was found and I will need to talk to who found him and pretty much all the superstars. I have the file from the PD but I like to do my own investigating."

"Alright. John Cena, Randy Orton and Kofi Kingston were the ones who found him."

"Then I want to talk to them first." She said getting up.

"Do you want to together or individually?"

"I would prefer individually. It's easier that way."

"Alright. Do you want to that first or see the where the body was found?"

"Where the body was found." She replied as they walked out of the office.

They headed down the hall and soon arrived at the locker room where John Morrison was found. She walked inside and saw where the cops had cornered it off. She began to look around the room and from what she saw she had an idea of what happened.

"He got up from where he was sitting and walked to the mirror. The killer came up behind him and started to strangle him. Once he was done, he left him and walked away."

"How do you know that?" Vince asked.

"From the position of the body." She replied. "I need to talk to the ones who found him."

"Alright."

"I want to talk to them here." She said as he walked out.

He walked to the other locker room and found Cena first. He told him to go to the locker room where JoMo was found. While Vince went to get the guys, Taylie continued to look around. There was nothing that would tell who killed him.

"Vince said to talk to you?" John Cena asked walking in the room.

"Yeah. I'm Agent Taylie Harkins, FBI. I wanted to talk to you about John Morrison's death." She said turning around to face him. She was a little speechless. He was much cuter in person.

"Alright." He said walking in. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Did you see anything when you came into the room? Anything out of place or anything?"

"No. Randy, Kofi and I walked in and found him on the floor. Kofi went to get the paramedics, I dialed 911 and then Randy and I started CPR. "

"So you saw nothing?" She said standing a little closer to him. She felt her heart beating a little faster than normal as she did.

"No, nothing."

"Alright. Thank you."

"Not a problem." He smiled before leaving.

She took a deep breath after he left. He was really cute and she was instantly attracted to him but she was there to do a job. She couldn't let anything get in the way including the very hot John Cena.

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