And Then He Came In…

A Fic By: Diagura
Summary: It's been three months since Mickie got fired, and her 90 Day No-Compete Clause has expired. She goes to meet with TNA officials, but meets someone interesting… The Phenomenal AJ Styles.
NOTES: I do not own any characters/people you recognize, and songs that may be on here that you may recognize, and any shows that may be on here that you may recognize. I know Mickie & AJ have worked together before, but just pretend they haven't.

Chapter 1: The Newest Knockout

Ah, Orlando, Florida… Nice weather and nice people. OK, I only know Lisa and Christy, but they were nice! It sucks that WWE just made Lisa job to divas who couldn't wrestle their own shit. Ted and Cody, my two best friends, had been on vacation from the 'E' and decided to come with me.

Cody, on the passenger seat, was selecting music. He couldn't decide whether to put Lady Gaga or Beyonce on, so I suggested just turning to a station.

Ted was driving me to TNA Headquarters where I had a meeting with TNA President Dixie Carter. Finally, I would be able to compete again. Those were the most boring three months of my life. Other than the fact that I had my album coming out, I was pretty much just sitting there in Virginia. I didn't even ride my horses.

When we got there, Ted and Cody explained that they would be going to the Food Court at the local mall, and to just call them when I was done. I walked into the building, where I was greeted by a nice woman at the front desk.

"Mickie James. I have an appointment with Dixie Carter." I was tapping my fingers nervously on the counter.

"Hmmm…" She searched for my name on the list of appointments. "Ah, Mickie James, here it is. Just take the elevator to the Third Floor, and go into the last door in the hallway."

"Thanks." I walk into the elevator and press '5.'

"Keep it open!" A voice came from the hall. "Thanks!" He walked in, as I removed my hand from the door.

"No prob… Hey! You're AJ Styles!"

"Guilty…" He turns to me. "And you're Mickie James! My boys love you!"

"Really? That's cool!"

"So, what's the infamous Mickie James doing at TNA Headquarters?"

"I'm hoping to sign a contract…"

"A contract? But aren't you a div…"

"I got fired…" I saw the look of sympathy on his face. Wait… Was he this cute on TV? Wait… Did I just say that?

"I'm sorry… I was just about to go see Dixie too…"

"Oh… You should go in first…"

The elevator doors open on the fifth floor, and we both walk to the end of the hallway, arguing about who should go in first.

"Maybe we should go in together…" He suggested with his hot southern accent.

"Good idea! Then she can decide who she wants to talk to first!" I knock on the door, and hear a woman to tell us to come in.

"Hi, I'm Dixie Carter… And you are Mickie James?"

"That's me…" AJ walked in and stood next to me. "Um, do you want to talk to him first?"

"Both of you sit down, it's not anything private."

AJ and I sit down.

"Mickie, you're here for a contract?" She prints out some papers.

"Yeah…"

She takes the papers out of the printer. "Just read this and sign it. Now, Mr. Jones… This is about your storyline."

"What about it?" His southern accent was so sexy… What am I saying?

"The fans are really liking the fact of you as a heel, but you will turn face soon. And you'll have a storyline with a knockout."

"Who's the lucky lady?"

"Well, if you look to your right, you'll see."

I look up with a look of total, utter shock on my face. My eyes were so wide, they felt like they were going to fall out. I look at AJ who was grinning and nodding at me. I try to get the words out of my mouth. "M… Me? But… I haven't even signed my contract!"

"Mickie, you will debut as a valet for Mr. Jones for a few weeks after he turns heel. Of course you will have a romantic angle with him." She informed me with ease. Was it just business to her? "…That's not a problem is it?"

"N…No…" I sign my name on my contract, then turn to AJ.

"If it's OK with you Mickie, then it's OK with me."

"Then it's decided." Dixie interrupted. "You two will get your scripts next week."

"Thank you…" I put down Alexis Laree as my ring name. I once worked for them as Alexis Laree… But maybe a new name would be better… Nah, I'll just put down Mickie James. "May I use your white out?" She nods and I white out Alexis Laree and put down Mickie James, then give her the newly signed contract.

"I guess we'll see you out there then." She said accepting the clipboard. "Oh, and If you don't mind, Allen, please get to know Mickie a bit more."

"Gotcha." He opened the door for me. "Ladies first." How sweet! Only meeting me 10 minutes ago and holding open a door? It took me almost a month to get my best friends to do that for me. I liked him already! But not that way! No, no! Just as a friend.

When we got to the main floor, he asked me where I wanted to go.

"Well, my friends are waiting for me at the local mall." I was staring straight forward at his chest, which showed through his shirt.

"Ok," He led me to his car, and opened the door for me. "The mall it is." He said as he turned on the engine and started driving.

x-x-x-x-x

When we got to the food court, Cody and Ted weren't there yet. I called to see where they were, but no answer. AJ and I decided to eat.

"Mickie, you don't know my real name yet do you?"

"Nope." I said as I put a spoonful of Panda Express in my mouth.

"Allen Jones. But I dread it, so just call me AJ."

"Ok… AJ…" I took a sip from my coke.

"Now Mickie, if we have to get some real chemistry out there, we need to get to know each other." He takes a bite out of his egg-roll. "I'll start." He takes a sip from his Root-Beer. "I was born June 2, 1978. I have three kids names Ajay, Avery, and Albey. My best friend's Daniel Covell, or Christopher Daniels to the fans."

"Interesting… Are you married?"

"Divored… For about a year now."

"Ok, my turn. I was born on August 31, 1979 in Aylett, Virginia. So I'm just a year younger than you. I have no kids. I was engaged to Kenneth Doane, or Kenny Dykstra to the fans, but we called it off. My best friend's Michelle McCool, crazy I know, but she's really nice out of the ring."

"I know she's nice out of the ring. I mean, look at me. I'm heel, but a hell of a nice person."

"Being heel's fun. I remember when I turned on Trish…"

"It is fun…"

I smiled at him and notice Ted and Cody pointing at us from a trash can. "Hey!" I yelled out. "Get over here!" They slowly walk laughing at me, so I just roll my eyes.

"Who's the 'hunk'" Ted exclaimed with an enormous amount of sarcasm, causing Cody to laugh even more.

AJ was blushing in front of me. "He's AJ Styles, if you must know. And when I debut in TNA, I'm managing him."

"Is it just me, Ted, or do I hear wedding bells?"

"No, I can hear it to!" Idiots…

"Will you stop! God, if Randy wasn't such an ass, I'd ask him to kill you!"

"Hey, Mickie, do you have a place to stay at?"

"Well, I was going to ask Christy if I could stay with her, but no answer…"

"Oh, Oh, OFFER!" Ted and Cody yelled out in unison.

"Well, they offered for me!" He takes another sip of his drink. "So how about it?"

"Love to… As long as they're not going to be there." I move my eyes to suggest that I was walking about Cody and Ted.

"Oh, yeah. The Beautiful People won't be there." Did he just wink at me? O… M… G!

x-x-x-x-x

A two bedroom apartment. Yup, that's where I was staying. His duffel bag was on the floor with his boots sticking out the top. It was decent. At least I had a place to stay. The only thing I was worrying about was my clothes that were coming from Virginia. I only took a suitcase full of them. Ten shirts, three pairs of jeans, and two pairs of shoes. I didn't think AJ had the room for them in his… Small… Ish apartment.

He directed me to his bedroom. "You can stay in my room."

"What? No! You stay in your room! I'll take the couch!" I debated. It didn't help.

"No, Mickie. You take my room. I'm perfectly fine on the couch."

I felt guilty about taking his room, but after a while, I had to give in to him. Curse his stupid, sexy accent. Just like how I said it in my song, I love my boys with the southern draw. And who knew AJ could sound so sexy even without saying 'Hey Y'all!'

That night, I changed into my pajamas and got in his bed. I couldn't help but check on him, so I walked into the living room. "Hey."

"Hey." He was watching a recording of iMPACT from when he turned heel.

"You OK?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it." I sit next to him on the couch. "It's fine, really."

"Are you sure? I mean, it's your house."

"Both of ours now."

"Hey… Thanks… For letting me stay here…"

"It's good."

"Just tell me if you want me to leave and I'll go call Christy…"

"Really, it's fine…"

"OK, good luck on iMPACT tomorrow." He thanked me and I went to sleep.