Whatever Else Happens

Note: The proper sequel to 'Don't Believe A Word'. This story begins the week del Rio and Ricardo Rodriguez attack Sheamus and slam his head in the bonnet of del Rio's car. Sharona's entrance music is 'U Don't Know Me' by Basement Jaxx. The title of my fic is the title of a song by one of my favourite Irish singer-songwriters, Declan O' Rourke. Shar and Shay are officially a couple by now. :) By the by-there's no Divas Championship in my WWE 'verse. I hate that belt, so the Women's Title stays. I know the TL is a little off, but hey, I plead artistic license. *ahem*

Chapter 1

Sheamus was aware of that old saying, 'Behind every great man, is a great woman.' However, he didn't believe for one second that his girlfriend was content to stand behind anyone-even him. No, Shar was very much her own woman; while she was incredibly supportive of him in every way, she was also busy concentrating on her own career, on regaining the Women's Championship she hadn't held in almost two years. But there was one thing they both agreed on:

Alberto del Rio was a royal pain in the ass.

'I dunno how the fans don't start throwin' rotten tomatoes at him, or somethin'.' Sheamus said to Shar one night; they were in his locker-room backstage, after a live event, Shar perched on his lap, arms around his neck.

It had surprised her, if she was honest, how intimate they had become so quickly; after all, they'd only been seeing each other a little over a month. They hadn't slept together yet or anything, but they'd come pretty close a couple of times.

The more time she spent with Shay-as she'd nicknamed him-the more she wondered if what she'd felt for Kane had been as intense as she'd always believed. Her relationship with Kane hadn't always been easy, because of his past, but even at its best, it had never felt this...natural. Shay was fun to be around, kind, considerate. Not to mention sexy.

She was still wondering what the catch was.

'All this shite about how he's better than everyone else.' Sheamus went on, pulling her closer. 'Just because he's got money.'

'That's all he's got, babe.' Sharona replied. 'He's living proof that money can't buy you class. He's a douchebag, simple as. You are so much better than him, in every way. And you got the World Heavyweight Championship to prove it.'

'Not to mention the girl.' Sheamus quipped, then kissing her quickly, he added, 'Ah, I'm not worried 'bout Bertie, darlin'. Fellas like him, they talk out of their arse, but can't back it up.'

SmackDown, July 10

Sharona had travelled with Sheamus to SmackDown for his match against del Rio-not to be at ringside, because she never did that; Shay didn't need her down there-but because she wanted to be waiting to congratulate her boyfriend after he beat seven shades of crap out of that Mexican asshat.

Pity it didn't quite work out that way.

She was watching on the monitor as del Rio drove down the entrance ramp in one of his many expensive cars, and she gritted her teeth. Everything about that man bugged her, particularly the way he flaunted his wealth like it made him superior or something.

She hadn't been as dirt poor as some of the people in her neighborhood, true, but neither had she been well-off, financially. It sickened her that this douche felt the need to constantly remind everyone how rich he was, and how everyone else was a 'peasant'.

Then her heartbeat quickened as Shay's music hit and he appeared on the ramp, smiling confidently. Beating his chest and shouting at the top of his lungs, as he always did, the fans in attendance gave him a massive ovation as he walked to the ring, and Sharona smiled.

The man he was facing was his polar opposite-Shay, like her, had had it pretty rough as a kid, and certainly had not come from money. But he was immensely proud of his heritage, of the man he'd become. And so he should be.

Because she was proud of him, too.

'Excuse me!' Shar rolled her eyes at the unmistakable voice of Vickie Guerrero behind her, and she slowly turned to see her standing there, along with her current 'boytoy', Dolph Ziggler.

'I can't imagine anyone excusing you, Vickie.' She sighed. 'What do you want?'

'You know, it's pretty obvious that you don't really care about Sheamus, Sharona.' The 'Cougar' scoffed. 'I mean, if you did, you'd be out there with him, supporting him.'

Sharona started to laugh, then got right up in Vickie's face before she could react.

'Y'see, that's the difference between you and me, Vick.' She replied. 'I'm Shay's girlfriend-not his cheerleader. I don't need to go out there and talk him up, like you have to do with this Village People reject right here!' She gestured to an indignant Ziggler. 'In case you'd both forgotten, Sheamus was the World Heavyweight Champion before we ever got together-his achievements speak for themselves. He doesn't fail every single time he goes out there-unlike you two.'

With a sneer, Shar tried to turn her attention back to the monitor, but Ziggler interjected, 'Sharona, you seriously need to take a long look at the guy you're dating. I mean, I thought Kane proved you had awful taste, but Sheamus? Every time I see that guy, I feel like taking a fire extinguisher to his hair!'

He and Vickie sniggered at their little joke, but their amused looks vanished fairly quickly when Sharona rounded on them, eyes flashing. She'd heard enough. Shay had been teased enough about his red hair as a child-she wasn't about to let this idiot do it now.

Pointing to Ziggler's bleach blond 'do, she countered, voice low, but anger obvious, 'And what colour do you call that, Ziggy? Radioactive?'

Before he could respond, she grabbed him by his neon pink t-shirt and growled, 'You ever talk about Shay like that again, and I will feed you this hideous shirt. Get it?'

She pushed him away roughly, and he and Vickie beat a hasty and nervous retreat, and Sharona once again turned her attention to the monitor-and let out a cry of horror.

Del Rio and Rodriguez had ganged up on Shay, and while her boyfriend was trying to fight back, but the fact he was outnumbered soon turned the tide in favour of del Rio and his personal ring announcer.

She was frozen, for several moments, but when del Rio and Rodriguez dragged him over to the aristocrat's car and started to slam the hood down on his head repeatedly, she quickly found her feet and rushed out.

Sheamus, meanwhile, was in serious fear of a concussion. He should have known that slimeball del Rio wouldn't fight fair; that Rodriguez would have to get involved.

The first time the hood hit the back of his head, he saw stars, grunting as pain crashed through his skull. But del Rio wouldn't stop, smashing it down on his head again and again, and then, just before unconsciousness claimed him, he heard:

'You think you know me, know what I do,

But all you think about is what it all means to you.

I've got so much, so much to give;

All you gotta do is be ready, ready to live.

You think you know a lot about my kinda woman,

But you don't know nothing 'bout me...'

Sharona stormed out on the ramp, shoving Rodriguez clean off his feet and into a crumpled heap. Del Rio left off his vicious assault and when she saw Shay slump to the ground, bleeding and inert, she saw red.

Flying at del Rio, she pounded on him with her fists, while the freaked-out Mexican tried to escape her attack, shouting in Spanish. Finally, he managed to shake her off, and grabbing Rodriguez, they quickly fled the scene.

Dropping to her knees beside her fallen boyfriend, she gingerly turned his head towards her, flinching when she saw the blood oozing from his hairline. His eyes were closed, and he was obviously out cold.

'Help!' She shouted. 'We need help down here! Now!'

As a distraught Sharona looked on, several medics arrived and began to examine Shay. But already, revenge was first and foremost in her mind, as she was sure it would be in Shay's, when he came to.

Del Rio and his personal ass-kisser were going to pay for this...

Next: Sheamus comes 'round, but later, he and Sharona are put in an uncomfortable position. Also, the couple begin to plot revenge. There will be smut coming up, either in the next chapter or the one after-just giving you all a bit of forewarning! :) And another warning-as this story progresses, there may be aspects that piss some people off. Just remember-things aren't always as they seem... Thanks everyone! :)