A/N: The story will mostly be based off of what is happening currently in the company. We've all seen how Brad Maddox is constantly being pestered about doing his job, so what better way to help him out then to give him a super cute assistant! Along the way there will be many obstacles for them to overcome including betrayal, heartbreak, and surprises. Hell, no one ever said that being the General Manager of RAW would be easy!

I have a lot planned ahead for this, so feel free to follow this so you can keep up. The intro may seem a little short, but the next chapter will be filled with great things. Reviews are definitely appreciated along the way!

Brad Maddox nervously adjusted his tie as he sat stood outside of Vince's office. Earlier he had been in the middle of going over the matches for tonight's show, but then he received a call to come down here. Apparently, there was something serious that needed to be discussed. Great, he's only been GM for not even two weeks and he's already screwed up. Fantastic. He took a deep breath before knocking and pushing open the door.

"Maddox." That was Vince's way of greeting him. Brad nodded and gave him a smile. "There was something you wanted to discuss with me, sir?" He asked politely.

"Yes, please take a seat." Mr. McMahon said as he gestured to the two chairs in front of his desk. It was then that Brad noticed that one of them was already being occupied by a cute, brunette girl that he had never seen before. She caught him looking and quickly glanced away. He shrugged and sat down next to her, then turned to look at his boss. Vince was all but glaring at him which made him very nervous and confused.

"Uh, did I do something wrong, sir?" He asked, wondering just what was going on. Mr. McMahon sighed and shook his head. "No, not yet." Maddox winced at that. It was quite obvious that Vince didn't have much faith in him. "-but you are not at all completely qualified for the job, so I have no doubt that you will manage to mess up soon and I do not want to see that happen." Vince said in a stern tone. Brad opened his mouth to reply, but he was quickly cut off.

"I've decided to assign you an assistant to help make sure that doesn't happen." Mr. McMahon stated, now giving the girl a smile. Maddox literally felt his jaw drop as he turned to look at her. She avoided his gaze again. "Look, sir, I know you don't believe in me, but I haven't screwed up yet, right? It's only been a week, you haven't even seen what I can do! Trust me, I do not need an assistant." He replied, feeling that this whole situation was a bit outrageous. He doesn't need anyone's help!

"Calm down, Maddox. She's just going to guide you and give you help when you need it; and trust me, you will need it." Vince stated, clearly annoyed with his response. He leaned back in his chair and continued to glare down at Brad with a pointed look. Vince was definitely not going to budge on this one.

"-but, sir-" Brad tried to interject, but Vince was not having any of it. "She is going to assist you whether you like it or not, Maddox. No amount of begging or pleading will persuade me otherwise." Mr. McMahon shook his head and sighed. "Look, Patricia is a lovely girl. I'm sure that once you two begin working together and when running Raw will become too difficult to handle, you'll be thankful that I'm doing this for you. Now, leave."

Brad knew that this decision was final and that he'd just have to learn to live with it. So he stood up, straightened his tie, nodded towards Vince, and left the room without another word. Once in the hallway, he stopped for a moment to contemplate what just happened. What if Vince was right? What if the pressure and stress from running the show took over and caused him to mess up? Now feeling worried, he started to consider the thought of having an assistant. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad... at least he wouldn't have to go through this alone...

Instantly, he began to feel bad for how he reacted in there. It wasn't her fault that Vince had put her up for this, right? Honestly, he wouldn't mind the extra help. It was just frustrating and upsetting to know that his own boss didn't trust him to do a good job. Brad knew he'd have to apologize for his actions though. He turned around, prepared to enter the room again so he could talk to her, but suddenly he had bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry..." said a small voice. Maddox glanced down and saw his new assistant peeking up at him through her black framed glasses. He noticed a slight blush to her cheeks. Stepping aside quickly, he gave her a sheepish smile. "Uhh, no. That was my fault. I apologize." He replied, watching as she exited the room, keeping her gaze down towards her shoes. Suddenly, the sound of someone's throat being cleared caused them both to look up. Vince was standing in the doorway of his office, giving them both a strange look. "Get to work." was all he said before shutting the door.

"Right..." Maddox found himself saying. He jumped in surprise once he felt someone tapping on his shoulder. Brad quickly spun around and was met with none other than CM Punk. "Hey, how much time is my promo supposed to last for tonight? I've got a lot that I want to say, but I don't want to go over time or anything." Punk asked as he crossed his arms. Brad mentally face palmed himself, remembering that he hadn't thought that out yet. "Uhh, well.." He stuttered out, feeling nervous as Punk looked at him weirdly. "You should have about ten minutes. Would that be enough time for you?" Patricia piped in as she glanced up from her clipboard she was holding. Maddox hadn't realized that she had it. "Yeah, perfect. That'll work, thanks!" Punk replied, tapping Brad on the shoulder, before he turned and walked away.

The RAW GM stood there, puzzled, staring at his assistant. "You know what, Patrica? I like you already." Brad said with a smile, relieved that she had managed to save him within the heat of the moment. The girl laughed and rolled her eyes. "You were almost dead there for a minute." She teased before pushing her glasses back up the bridge of her nose. Brad wiped the non-existent sweat of his forehead. "Phew, yeah, I was almost a goner!" He joked, then went back to his serious state. "Wait, how did you come up with that on the spot?" Maddox was curious as to how she was able to do that. "Oh, I didn't come up with it. It says so right here on the schedule, see?" She said, regaining her professional behavior. "Schedule... what?" Brad grabbed the clipboard and looked it over. Everything that was supposed to happen tonight was already planned out, although he hadn't even figured that out for himself yet. "How?" was all he could ask.

Patricia took the board back from him then tucked it under her arm. "When Vince had called me up and told me what my new job was going to be, I got to work immediately. I've already seen how the McMahons love to be on your case about planning things, so figuring you were under stress, I took the liberty of planning out this RAW by myself." Brad nodded in response. He was impressed with how hard-working and serious she already was about this whole ordeal. Maybe it would be a good thing for them to be working together. She surely seemed easy to get along with. "Well, thank you, for that... you really took some of the pressure of my shoulders." Patricia tilted her head a bit and smiled at his comment. "-but, I'm the General Manager of RAW, shouldn't the decisions about the show be up to me?" Maddox said in a kind tone, not trying to come off as snobby. Patricia seemed taken aback by his question and her shyness began to take over. "Oh, yes. Of course... my apologies... you can change things if you want. I was just trying to help..."

Brad could see that she took it the wrong way. "That was rude to say, my bad... You really did help me out, I appreciate that. I'd love to talk the show over though, because I did have a few matches in mind for tonight." He tried again, offering a friendly smile. Patricia looked pleased by this as she brushed her bangs away from her eyes. "That'd be great. Should we head to your office, then?" She asked. Maddox nodded, glad that she was able to bounce back from that. "Yeah, it's this way. Come on..." He said as he gently slung his arm around her shoulder, leading the way down the hall.

Maybe having Patricia by his side wouldn't be such a bad thing after all...