A/N: Well hello there. Thanks for clicking on this story. Um, this is my first wrestling fic ever. And I've had this idea for a while, so I decided to just post it.

Full Summary: After two years of fighting to be the face of the Divas Division in NXT, Paige gets a chance to be on the RAW. What she didn't know was she had to join the most hated group in the WWE, The Shield. After forcing herself to forget the past she had with a certain member of the Hounds of Justice, she has to fight to maintain a hold on her priorities. She finds herself thrown into multiple rivalries to get what she thought she wanted.

Characters: Paige, The Shield, Kaitlyn, AJ Lee, Dolph Ziggler, Big E. Langston, and other people

Pairings: Paige/?, others will be revealed later

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people in the following story. And what happens in here is just a manifestation of what goes on in my own warped imagination and thought process.

She was finally getting her shot. After two whole years, Paige was finally getting what she wanted - a shot at being on the main roster. She deserved it. And after a fruitful run on FCW -now a re-branded NXT- , she proved it. Standing in front of Stephanie McMahon's office - the Million Dollar Princess was now running the divas division- the raven haired Brit was nervous. But she had a purpose, she was there for a reason. Straightening out her black dress and fixing her leather jacket, she adjusted her gym bag strap on her shoulder before she knocked on the door. She heard shuffling and muffled talking on the other side of the door before she was confronted by a smiling Stephanie McMahon, "Great, you're here," the older woman smiled, and with a quiet voice she continued, "come in. Take a seat."

Paige stopped midstep and gulped down the lump that had formed in her throat. The most dangerous men on the roster were sitting with their backs to her. Realizing that Stephanie had been staring at her and they hadn't seen her yet, she continued through the threshold, stopping behind where they sat. Stephanie cleared her throat, obviously irritated with the way they hadn't even turned around to see who she had opened the door for, "Meet the newest member of the Shield."

The leader -and the most unkempt- of the group groaned, "I thought we'd agreed that-" pausing after he turned in his seat, Dean's cold blue eyes connected with Paige's as he forgot the words he was going to say, something that didn't happen often. Paige squared her shoulders, feeling the need to fake the confidence she left at the door, but broke his gaze as memories flooded her mind. The other two members of the group noticed the tension, but didn't mention the sudden change of mood.

Stephanie however -whether it be her unwillingness to care or she just didn't notice- ignored the change and moved around them, sitting at her desk, "The board has decided that Paige will be the newest member, and we don't really care if you like it." Her word's made Paige uncomfortable, but she kept quiet, not wanting them to know that she wasn't indifferent to the idea.

Seth, the youngest rolled his eyes, "You know we'll end up ignoring this, right?" Stephanie smirked.

"Like I said before she got here, you haven't a choice in the matter." She leaned against the desk, hands folded and fists clenched in frustration, "You are under contract and have to follow what is mentioned in it."

"Is that all?" The voice made Paige tense slightly. It was brash, yet just above a whisper. Roman hadn't said a word since before she had walked into the office, and she'd only seen him from the corner of her eye when she had gotten there, so she had forgotten that he stood behind her. Since she had met him back in FCW he had always been a man of few words, so she should have remembered that. But as time passed, she had shut them out of her mind, forcing herself to forget memories of her time around them.

"No." Stephanie leaned back in her leather computer chair, "There are conditions." She couldn't see it, but she imagined the eye roll Roman had expressed.

"Like what?" Seth interrupted as he briskly brushed a blonde lock out of his face. He had taken the liberty of asking questions since Dean had remained quiet. Judging from the far off and slight look of anger on his face, Seth knew that he would remain that way.

"You must look out for her like your lives depend on it." Stephanie's tone was strong and sure, keeping the usually outspoken Raven Haired woman from objecting. She never needed anyone to babysit her, but she also knew better than to argue with her superiors. Plus she figured that one of the three men would argue for her, most likely for themselves. When no argument came -Just eye rolls-, Stephanie continued, "And if she makes claims of violence against her from any of you, you'll be indefinitely suspended and you can kiss your title's goodbye."

"That's not-"

"Fair?" Stephanie smirked, "Well, you better make sure you keep her happy." She scanned their expressions, smirk adorning her matured face, "Now get out of my office." Dean was the first out of his seat, the brown haired man was clearly glad to go anywhere but remain in there. He didn't spare Paige a second glance, and for that she was happy. But the group of angry men were stopped by Stephanie's voice, "One more thing. You're hotel rooms have been changed so that you're all on the same floor. And you're her new ride after the show, so you can't leave without her. Now you may go hide out in whatever corners of the arena you hide in."

Paige knew she wasn't dismissed so she found herself moving forward and sitting in the chair Dean had once occupied. Relaxing in the comfort of the chair, only to tense up again as the office door was slammed by one of the less than happy members of the Shield. Stephanie let out an angry blow of air through her nose before turning her attention to the paling 20 year old in front of her. "They'll cool down eventually."

Paige looked at her new boss expectantly, "And if they don't?" She had never been the trusting type, and with the past she had with them, even more so. The Anti-Diva wasn't cynical about certain things, but this wasn't one of those things.

Stephanie ran her hands through her hair, - from stress, that much Paige had gathered- sighing, the older woman then folded her hands on the cheap "wooden" desk, "Then you tell me. If you have any problems handling them, you let me know." her gaze bore into the Brit's, "That's an order from your boss. I take the safety of my talent very seriously. I don't know what my father was thinking, but he likes them, for whatever reason."

"No, it's fine." Paige feigned a looked of assurance, "a push is a push, right?" Her British accent laced her words and gave her a unique edge, "Sure I wanted to go solo, but this will work." She had tried to whole partnership thing with Sofia Cortez but that fell through when Sofia sabotaged her match, causing her to lose. But she was the one moving up in the ranks and Sofia had been future endeavored.

Stephanie smiled, "You'll get your shot. You'll align yourself with the Shield during Rollins and Reigns' match against RKO-No - I hate that name - and on Smackdown you attack AJ and challenge her for the title. You know, fight the injustices she committed in the Divas Division" Paige nodded as she ran it through her mind, liking how it sounded, but stayed quiet while the older woman continued, "Tonight will be a big night for you. And in an interview for the app, you can explain your actions, since the Shield doesn't do many promos."

"Sounds great."

Seth and Roman watched as Dean angrily flung random things around the small locker room they had strong armed from 3MB. Roman had just gotten off the phone with his ex and had managed to ignore his unhinged friend during the call. Getting up from the couch, he walked over to the door, adjusting his title on his shoulder he looked back at Seth, "I'll meet you by the crowd entrance before our match." The two-tone haired man gave him a nod, and he left, leaving him to deal with Dean.

Seth listened to Dean mutter incoherent thoughts to himself, and watched as his friend chucked random things around the room, acting insane like he had after they lost to team hell no and Orton on Smackdown. He knew it had something to do with the news Stephanie had dropped on them, but he had avoided bringing it up. He just stared blankly at the older man. "Dude, calm down."

Dean chuckled humorlessly, "Don't tell me to calm down. We are the biggest stable in this company and we don't need a Diva. She'll be a target. They are a dying division anyway, injustice has overpowered them."

Seth rolled his eyes, "bullshit."

Dean stopped dead in his tracks, eyeing Seth, "Excuse me?"

"You heard me Ambrose. Cut the act, we aren't on TV. You know as well as I do, that you and Paige need to talk. Stop running and fix that injustice." Sure, he didn't want a Diva involved but it was too late and they had no choice. "We have to work with her. So suck up your pride and fix it." Without giving him the chance to respond, Seth left.

"Narrrgg" Dean picked up a stepping stool and threw it against the wall opposite of him and collapsed into a cubby locker, kicking a random sneaker away. "Fuck." He ran a hand over his hair, slicking it back. He knew Seth was right but he wouldn't admit it, he refused. All he had to do was get ready for his match with Kane.

He was getting ready to get up when the door opened and in walked Paige. She didn't look at him, and he didn't blame her. She avoided his eyes as she walked past him and into the bathroom, gear I'm hand. A few minutes later, she reemerged from the bathroom, only to march right out of the locker room and slam the door behind her. Leaving him to brood alone in silence.

A/N: So, did you like it? Should I continue? Yes? No? Leave me a comment, and let me know what you think? Thanks for reading :)