QUICK DISCLAIMER: Last time I watched WWE was in 2009 or 2010, and I was heavily shipping Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler. I have a separate account that's purely about them, but ever since the whole #SeshaBallins thing started, I got hooked and I've been obsessed! I'm very outdated when it comes to the WWE's storylines, but I'll try my best to get them both to stay in character. Hope you enjoy this first fic (of hopefully many, many more fics!). Reviews will be much appreciated.

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Sasha Banks cursed herself silently outside the arena. It was late, and everyone had trickled out—she only realized this when she woke up a few minutes ago to find an empty locker room and her head was throbbing. She'd slept in after her match against Dana Brooke, and no one seemed to notice that she was still in there when everyone else started driving towards the next town for a quick show and a few appearances.

"Shit," she cursed again, looking through the Contacts of her phone to give Bayley a call.

Suddenly, the metallic double doors that led to the arena opened and Sasha's heart jumped.

Out came Seth Rollins, casually dragging his suitcase behind him while holding on to the keys of his rental. "Seth!" she called out.

The Man stopped in his tracks and turned, surprised to find Sasha jogging towards him with a look of relief.

"Sasha, hey! What are you still doing here?"

He was dressed in athletic shorts and a Black and Brave Wrestling hoodie—pushing his dark-rimmed glasses to his face, Sasha did the same and sighed.

"Can I get a ride?" she sounded a little desperate. "I fell asleep in the women's locker room," her eyes were casted downwards and she tugged on the strap of her backpack. Dressed in jeans and a plain tank top with a plaid polo over, Seth chuckled a little and gestured for her to follow him.

"How'd that happen?"

"Bayley thought I was riding with New Day, and New Day thought I was riding with Bayley so things got mixed up," she explained. All of a sudden, her phone started ringing. It was Bayley.

"Dude! I'm so sorry! I thought you were already riding with New Day, so Charlotte, Dana and I took off. We can turn around and come back for you—"

"Dude, it's fine," Sasha laughed a bit. "Don't worry about it. I found a ride, so no need to."

"Are you sure? Who're you with?"

"Seth was still here, so we'll just catch up to you guys."

"Seth Rollins?"

Sasha smirked jokingly. "Guess who's leading the race now, huh?"

Both women laughed, while Seth chuckled and opened the trunk to his car—loading his and Sasha's bags inside.

"Alright. I'll see you later, Sash. You guys take care," Bayley said before Sasha hit the red button on the screen.

"You hungry?" Seth asked as they fastened their seat belts.

"A bit. I haven't eaten since breakfast," Sasha tried not to sound sheepish.

"Geez, Banks. Come on," he drove off towards the nearest drive-thru. Once they ordered their food (with Seth paying even though Sasha insisted she pay for her orders), Seth exited to the highway. He turned on the Bluetooth device on the radio. "Go ahead and play your music," he told her. "It's going to be another two or three hours before we get to Connecticut."

"Cool," she said, shuffling through the playlists on her Spotify before queuing a few alternative hits.

It was silent the first few minutes as Seth cruised his way through—there wasn't much traffic at this hour, and the only thing he needed to worry about was not falling asleep on the wheel. He glanced over at Sasha—her head was leaned against the seat belt as she stared off into space. He wondered about how she was doing—they weren't the best of friends, but they were pretty close, and he watched her grow from her days in NXT up until she got called up. In fact, he made it clear a few times about how he wanted to work with her—she was incredibly talented and definitely one of the best female superstars he'd ever seen.

They sometimes talked about their personal lives, but Seth was never one to prod about hers—especially because he knew it had been rocky, based on the stories he was hearing in the locker rooms.

"How you holding up?" he broke the silence.

"Hm?" she snapped out of her trance. "If I had to be completely honest, not so good," she made a deep sigh. "We just finished signing the divorce papers the other day. It's official, but not a lot of people know yet. I don't exactly want to break it to the world just yet."

"I'm sorry for starting the whole Sesha thing—I genuinely didn't know this was happening until I heard the news from Bayley."

"It's alright. I started it, and I should have known better. It was such bad timing—I didn't think the Internet was going to go crazy over it."

Seth smirked. "Of course it would. You and me—we make a good-looking pair," he gave her a slight nudge. "It was only a matter of time before people made a couple out of The Boss and the Man."

Sasha laughed softly, "Have you seen the Photoshopped pictures? It's insane."

Seth laughed along, "Yeah, I saw those."

Sasha fell silent again. "I just hate how the Internet can be vicious. Once this comes out, they're all going to think it was somehow my fault, and they'd probably drag you into this whole mess even though the Sesha thing was just for fun and completely irrelevant to the real reason," she rubbed her temple to soothe her headache.

"Hey," Seth held her shoulder gently. "If it comes down to that, I've got your back. I'll have everyone think I'm to blame—it's who Seth Rollins is anyway."

Sasha gave him a small smile. "You don't have to do that. This'll pass. I just need to tune out the haters, that's all."

"Oh, I know you can. You're tough," he told her. "And if you ever need a friend or a ride, I got you."

"Thanks, Seth," she gave his forearm a light squeeze. "That means a lot."

"Do you want to talk about it, or no? Because we can just switch topics and I can rant to you about how excruciating it was to listen to Kevin and Sami debate over the best Chinese restaurant in Canada."

Sasha laughed out loud at the image, and that made Seth smile. She loved hanging out with the NXT guys, but she also knew how hilarious it could get—especially when they ended up arguing over trivial matters. They were all like family after all, and she was definitely thankful for it, especially during trying times.

"I'd be a fool if I say that I didn't see it coming. I've felt it for a long time now," she shrugged. "I guess I was just too busy focusing on my career, and making it to the top, and you know how it gets sometimes. My personal life was just something I couldn't prioritize as much, and I thought he understood, but it turns out he couldn't handle it anymore. I just wish he told me sooner, because maybe then we wouldn't be in this mess."

"I really am sorry, Banks. It's a shitty position, and I wish there was an easier way for you to get over it. But you'll be fine. Like I said, you're tough. You'll be able to pull through."

"How'd you do it?" she suddenly asked. "I mean, I know you guys weren't married yet—but you were engaged, and that still sort of counts."

"I tried to make things right after I screwed it up, but she just wouldn't have it anymore. It was fucking difficult, especially with the whole scandal. I mean, it wasn't my proudest moment," he shook his head. "I still want to kick myself in the ass whenever I think about it," he continued. "But I just poured my heart out into wrestling, and CrossFit, and having the school really helped get my mind off things."

They talked non-stop that night—about his injury and what he did for six months, about how her and the rest of the Four Horsewomen were really changing the game and even becoming a threat to the guys when it came to who gets the main spot, about their childhood dreams of becoming WWE Superstars, their heroes, how Seth had his eyes on Sasha's career the moment he first watched one of her wrestling matches.

"Did you really tear up at the NXT Takeover in Brooklyn?" she giggled, remembering the clip of him wiping something out of his eye.

"Geez, I had something in my eye!" he defended while laughing. "But I'll admit, that was one of the greatest matches I had ever seen. You and Bayley—you guys are something."

"But I'm your better friend, right?" she teased.

"Oh, you know me. I'm Team Boss all the way," he grinned, repeating a line he once said at the NXT All-Star Panel a year ago.

When they got to Connecticut, Seth pulled over at the hotel's parking lot and helped Sasha get her bags out of the trunk. "This was nice, Banks. We should do this again."

"Yeah, I had fun," she smiled at him. "Thanks for the ride and for the company. It feels good to be talking about stuff without being judged or pitied. I mean, it's the last thing I need right now, honestly."

"Like I said. I got you, Banks."

They walked together towards the hotel's reception to get their respective keys and head up.

"I'll see you soon, Banks. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Seth."

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So, what do you guys think? I wanted to get this first chapter out, but honestly, I don't really have a direction for the story yet. Any suggestions?