"Better late than never," I thought to myself as I walked in the back door to the arena. Being a new diva sucked. I mean fucking sucked. Everybody thinks you're useless and don't know shit and won't give you a chance to prove that you actually know what you're doing, because they think you can't wrestle. So being signed to WWE was bittersweet. I found myself stopped at the entrance to the divas locker room. I'd been an avid fan of WWE since I was a baby, I'm not even joking; my second word was a wrestler's name. So I knew everyone here by seeing them on TV and in interviews, which put a damper on meeting most of my new co-workers.

I pushed open the door and saw Nikki, Brie, Trinity and Ariane sitting by the area to hang up clothes. When I walked in they turned to face me, I plastered a smile on my face and made my best attempt at being social.

"Hey, new girl!" I heard Ariane call out, I felt an annoyed sigh build up but I pushed it away, be nice.

*Nikki's POV*

The door to the locker room opened and in popped the new girl. I looked over at her as she smiled, she would definitely be competition. Her body was full figured but toned and sexy, she wore black skinny jeans and a t-shirt for some band, her hair was black with red strips down both sides of her face. It was long and straightened, coming just past her shoulder blades; her bangs swooped across her forehead slightly covering her left eye. Damn she was hot. I would definitely need to keep an eye on her.

Ariane was the first to greet her then Trinity was after her. I stood up and extended my hand.

"Hi, I'm Nikki, this is my twin Brie." I smiled at her as Brie went to shake her hand next.

"I'm Guinevere." Her smile lit up the room, spreading across her face widely giving her dimples. She would totally be a winner with all of the guys; as long as she stays away from John we won't have any problems in that area.

*Guinevere's POV*

I introduced myself to the girls, searching for any fake smiles, they all seemed genuine except Nikki looked at me like competition. That made me grin. I made myself cozy in the corner of the room, unpacking a few things from my bag and hanging them up. I took out my cell phone to check the time, I had a while before I met with Jane to talk about when I would get to appear on TV.

"So girl, we need to get to know each other, so what's the deal with you?" Ariane asked as she sat next to me. I sighed internally, I never liked talking about myself, where did I even start?

"What's the deal?"

"Yeah! I wanna know everything from your favorite color to how many times you have sex a week." Ariane laughed.

"Ariane!" Trinity said shaking her head. I chuckled playing along.

"Well, I've been wrestling for a while, been training official since I was sixteen, but I messed around in the ring before that with my aunt who used to wrestle. I was the longest reigning champion in Shimmer until I signed on here. I've very vocal in most ways about what I do and how I think it should be done, if I'm overly nice that's when you should worry. I don't know what else to say," I laughed off the last part. It wasn't false. If I was too nice to you that usually meant I didn't like you.

"Well you're up in the big leagues now, we can give you some pointers on how things get done around here." Nikki said, a smirk forming on her red lips. I raised an eyebrow.

"A bigger company doesn't always mean better wrestles." I jabbed. I was confident that I could beat every girl here. The only real competition would be Natalya or Tamina. Nikki looked taken aback before letting out an "Mh-hm" and getting back to whatever she was doing.

Time passed and I came to find myself enjoying talking to Trinity, she wasn't as involved with looks or sex appeal as the others and truly cared about wrestling. She seemed down to earth and more in her right mind about a lot of stuff, I could definitely see us being friends.

A knock on the locker room door followed by the presence of Jane took us out of our conversation, she walked over to me and I stood up to greet her.

"So I just wanted to talk about a few things before we consider when you'll appear on TV," Jane said. I narrowed my eyes slightly.

"First, I was thinking of your whole gimmick, I've seen your previous stuff and I think that maybe taking a girly approach would suit you here." A girly approach? I always did the whole "badass chick" thing, I could fit in right with The Shield. I inhaled deeply, thinking of a way to kindly decline that idea.

"Actually, I think that's overused. Every diva here does that, it's not fresh and entertaining, it's actually quite boring after a while." Okay, maybe that wasn't the nicest way to say it, but so what it was true. Jane looked a little turned off by how harsh my attitude sounded but continued away.

"Okay, well there are two other pressing matters, one being your tattoos," Oh hell no. I admit, I have tattoos all up and down my arms, even going down my sides, I wasn't ashamed by them, I loved my tats.

"Another being your weight," The second the words left her mouth I wanted to have a cuss fest. I smiled, and in this case that's never good, and I added my input.

"Not to be rude, but I don't feel comfortable prancing around the ring, pulling hair and showing off my body to earn some male fans. Sex sales, yes, but so does good wrestling. So any ideas of trying to turn me into a sex magnet are out of the question. My weight is perfectly fine, thank you very much, I'm healthy, I'm agile, I'm fit, I'm not here to be a model I'm here to be a wrestler. And the topic of my tattoos, well, there isn't much to be done about that is there?" I didn't curse, that was good, gold star for you Gwen. The other girls in the room looked amused seeing someone tell off Jane and the expectations of what the divas should be. I rose an eyebrow waiting for Jane's response, a small smirk threatening my lips. She straightened out her shoulders, and took a breath.

"In all of my years working here, I've never once had a diva tell me off. While that is ill advised, it takes a lot of guts to stand up and not be a sheep. I applaud that. I'll see to getting you a spot on Raw tonight." Wait, what? Jane smiled and left. I stood there shocked, I thought I was going to be scolded. I sat down as the other girls locked at me,

"It's that easy? All this time we could've just told her off and gotten a spot." They all murmured to each other, I got up and left the room, might as well meet some other people.

I walked out to the catering area and grabbed a drink, I passed by Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins talking, I'd only ever seen them on TV but goddamn they were sexy in real life. Dean looked at me and trailed off on his words. I felt my cheeks start to burn, and I popped open my can of soda. It foamed a little on the top and I turned my focus to it, taking a sip as I walked away. I heard footsteps follow behind me and I mentally cursed.

"Hey," Dean's voice sounded beside me, I stopped and turned toward him. His hair wasn't slicked back yet so it was messy over his forehead, he was already dressed in his ring attire, his vest was open showing off his bare chest and he had this smile plastered on his face. Fucking hell.

"Hi." I was usually confident talking to people, I always seemed to stir up shit because of my attitude but I was at a complete loss here. His blue eyed stare penetrated my brown eyed one. He was gorgeous. I snapped back into reality and he continued on.

"I'm Dean," he reached his hand out and I grabbed it. His hand was soft and a lot bigger than mine, I shook it gently and introduced myself.

"Guinevere,"

"I like that name, you're new right?" He asked.

"Indeed I am." So he's heard about me? Didn't think newbies were that big of a deal.

"How long have you been wrestling?"

"Eight years. Officially anyway." He looked surprised and impressed at the same time. His eyebrows shot up and he grinned. We started walking now, just aimlessly going around the building.

"You have a match tonight?" Dean asked, we'd been talking about our pasts in independent wrestling and he seemed interested in seeing me wrestle.

"Hopefully, I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I just had to sit in the back." I chuckled.

"You could always watch me," he winked. I blushed and looked anywhere but at him, I could feel his gaze on me. I glanced back and he was smiling, I pushed him slightly,

"Well I have better things to do," I winked back. We both smiled at each other, laughing softly. We had stopped but the catering area again, I hadn't even noticed that we walked around the entire building. We stood there staring at each other for a moment, you would think we were about to kiss but Seth came up and shook us from our thoughts.

"Hey man, we're going on soon." Seth said with an apologetic smile toward me. I smiled and looked down. Dean gave Seth a look that could kill before returning to me,

"I guess I'll see you later then?" He asked.

"I guess," I said nonchalantly with a smirk. He smiled and walked away. I heard him quietly cursing to Seth. I walked back to the locker room and was stopped by Jane at the door.

"Hey Jane,"

"I talked to creative and they put you in a match tonight against Nikki." Jane said as she handed me some papers,

"These are some things we want you to say and do tonight, so go get ready." She smiled and left. I went into the locker room and read over the script with furrowed eyebrows. This was disgustingly cheesy. I guess they'll get a little improv tonight.

"So we have a match tonight. Good luck." I said to Nikki as she walked out of the room.

I sat down and unlaced my Vans, setting them aside I got out my gear and got dressed. A black vest hugged my body perfectly, barely showing some stomach, black leggings with slits on the front showed the tattoos I had on my legs and I slipped on my black boots. I brushed my hair out and tied it on top of my head, I knew that when I released it there would be slight waves. I touched up my makeup, black everything except I kept my lips plain, only using lip balm on them. I hated using lipstick in matches because my hair stuck to my lips. I walked back out of the locker room and found the TV room. Brie and Nikki were watching Daniel Bryan being attacked by The Shield, Big Show stood in the ring crying as Triple H coerced him to knock out Daniel. Show finally gave in and punched him, he got out of the ring and went backstage. They cut to commercial and the wrestlers came backstage. I didn't realize I was smiling the whole time watching Dean. The Bellas noticed and poked fun.

"You like Dean don't you?!" I wanted to roll my eyes into the back of my head until they got stuck. But I also got this bubbly feeling in the pit of my stomach. When I didn't answer they laughed and joked around more.

"You should go find him! We'll totally set you two up." Nikki winked. Oh God no.

"No thanks," I laughed and brushed it off. They kept poking fun though, until the devil himself walked into the room.

"Hey Gwen," he smiled. Gwen. I bit my lip before replying.

"I saw what you did out there, hopefully I get to see you actually wrestle soon, anybody can attack a guy with the help of his friends." I smirked. Dean rose his eyebrows with a smile,

"Oh? You don't think I can back up what I say?"

"I've yet to be proven otherwise." The smirk on my face almost hurt. Nikki and Brie stood to the side watching and snickering to each other.

"Well, let's see if you're more than just talk, you're up next." Dean smiled and I straightened out my back and headed to the gorilla position.

I stretched by the curtains, taking my arms out in front of me and interlocking my fingers, I lifted them over my head and my shoulders popped. I leaned forward stretching out my back. Nikki was in the ring now, her music just going off. I took a deep breath and took out my bun, my hair fell in waves down my back. I bounced from foot to foot for a minute before my music hit.

I walked down the ramp, my shoulders pushed back and my hair just coming over them. I made my way to the ring where I put my hands on the apron and did a hand stand. The back of my knees hit the top rope and I bent my legs over them. I pulled myself up and into the ring, doing a roll before bouncing up to my feet. The crowd cheered for my athleticism. I bounced back and forth on my feet again as the bell rang.

Nikki taunted me then came at me, we locked arms and I kneed her in the stomach. She broke free and I grabbed her hair and twisted her over slamming her back on the mat. I got up quick and pulled her up. Nikki pushed me away and I landed into the ropes. She bounced off the other side and drop kicked me. I fell to the mat holding my chest. Nikki tried to pin me but I kicked out at one. She grabbed my hair pulling me up and I snaked an arm around her waist, picking her up and slamming her to the mat. She stayed down and I took the opportunity to get onto the turnbuckle, I frog splashed her and went for the pin. I got to a two count when Brie appeared and put Nikki's foot on the bottom rope. The ref stopped the count, not noticing Brie as she hid. I argued with the ref as Brie pulled Nikki out and traded places with her, I saw and bounced off the ropes as Brie stood up. I did another handstand and wrapped my legs around her neck, I pulled Brie forward so that she flipped onto her back with my knees holding down her shoulders. The ref counted to three and I picked up the victory.

I was supposed to give some cheesy speech but decided to switch it up. As Nikki tried to get Brie out of the ring, I grabbed her hair, pulling her up and over the top rope. I choke slammed so that she lay next to Brie. The crowd was cheering more than they'd ever cheered for the divas division lately. I climbed out of the ring as The Bellas stirred on the mat. I walked backstage with a smile.

I was greeted by Jane when I got backstage.

"That's not what we told you to do,"

"Okay, 'who're the losers now' is better than that? I'm sorry but you want views, you want to make money, calling someone a loser back isn't going to get you that." I said sternly. Anywhere else I would've been fired already but Jane just said don't do it again and left. I felt accomplished. I went back to the locker room and showered. I packed up my stuff and headed for the exit. I popped the truck on my car and none other than Dean Ambrose walks up next to me.

"I'm beginning to think you're stalking me," I said as I put my bag into the trunk. Dean laughed.

"You parked next to my car, not the other way around." His speech was a little slurred, but it only made me more adorable. I shut the trunk and turned toward him. He wore a plain t-shirt and jeans and a baseball cap.

"I saw your match, I guess you can walk the walk." He complimented.

"Hah, I'm glad I pleased you." I can please you more if you'd like. Gwen stop that.

"I've never been more turne-" Dean choked on his words, stopping himself. I pretended as if I didn't realize what he was going to say next.

"I mean, I've never seen wrestling like that from any diva here, just the way that you move and execute every move, it's like art." I'd never had a compliment like that before, it was nice.

"Damn, thanks. That means a lot." I smiled at him. Seth strolled up behind Dean, when he saw me it was like someone had literally slapped him with the realization that he was interrupting again. I heard Dean exhale deeply, not even bothering to see that it was Seth, he just knew.

"I should be going, gotta get some sleep before the drive tomorrow." I said my goodbyes and got in the car.

"Goddammit Seth, again?!" I heard Dean yell. I laughed and drove to the hotel.

Weeks had passed and I was getting to the top of the divas division. I had faced almost all of the divas so far, defeating them all. My next match was with Natalya. I had waited for it for a while. She'd always been someone that I looked up to in WWE. I would be facing her at the next pay-per-view for the number one contendership for the Divas Championship.

Dean and I had also gotten closer, really close to be honest. We were sharing hotel rooms but we hadn't had sex yet. I was backstage after my match packing up.

"So, you and Dean have been sweet on each other for a while now, have you guys…?" Nikki Bella said sitting down. She winked at me.

"No," I laughed nervously. Dean and I were really close, and a lot of times had almost taken it to the next level. But we always stopped, we never felt ready. It was a mutual feeling too, we'd get so close but end up realizing it wasn't the right time.

"It's been four months! You better tend to his needs or he's going to look somewhere else." I stayed quiet, maybe it has been too long. I finished packing up and headed to the car. Dean came behind me, putting his bag in the trunk too. He got in the driver's side and smile at me as he usually did. I gave a weak smile in return. My thoughts were on what Nikki said, maybe I've put it off for too long, maybe he's tired of waiting, I was so consumed in my thoughts that I didn't realize we were already at the hotel.

"Gwen?" Dean asked concerned as he turned off the engine. I came back to reality and looked at him.

"I'm fine." I smiled. I got out of the car and grabbed my things. We checked in and went to our room. Dean was still worried over my sudden quietness.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I sat on the bed and fell backward,

"I can be completely honest with you right?" I asked.

"Of course you can." Dean sat next to me. His eyes locked on me as I blinked slowly.

"As it been too long? I mean, if you want to have sex we can. I don't want to keep you waiting." I confessed. Dean's eyebrows rose, he was shocked. It had never been a problem before.

"Why are you worried about that all of the sudden?"

"Well, Nikki," Dean cut me off with a kiss. His lips were so soft. I put my hand in his hair and pulled him closer to me, my tongue slid across his bottom lip and he granted me entrance. Our tongues wrestled as he climbed on top of me.

"Guinevere, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever met and I wouldn't want anyone else. I would wait a thousand years if I had to, don't listen to what anyone else says. When you're ready, I'll make passionate love to you." Dean's lips were barely touching mine, his words made tears sting my eyes. I leaned up and kissed him, this was filled with passion and love. I rested my hands on either side of his face and smiled.

"I love you." Dean whispered. It was the first time he'd said it, my smile got wider until my eyes were slits. I pressed my lips to his again and turned him over. I straddled his waist.

"I love you too Dean." His face lit up as the words left my lips. He pulled me down to him in a fiery embrace. Our lips moved together perfectly, his hands gripped my hips and as I gripped his hair. Dean sat up never breaking the kiss and turned me over. He finally pulled away and I let out a soft whimper. Dean stood up and stripped down to nothing. His body was amazing. This was the first time I'd seen him fully naked, every aspect of him was perfect. From his slightly hairy chest to his sculpted figure and his erect member. I just wanted all of him. Dean pulled off my jeans and boy shorts. His mouth almost watered when he saw how wet I was already. I tore off my shirt and he pulled me closer to him. Dean's hands gripped my thighs tightly as he kissed softly toward my area. I let out faint whines, begging him for more. Suddenly Dean's mouth was on my wetness. His tongue lashed violently at my clit. I moaned out, finally feeling him, all of this pent up lust being let out felt amazing. Dean's fingers left marks on my skin from gripping so tightly. He licked and sucked and nibbled away at me, a burning sensation struck through me. I cursed loudly as his slid his tongue into my entrance.

"Fuck Dean!" My hands went straight to his hair. I practically pushed him into me. I need him more. This was too teasing. I needed more of him inside of me. Dean licked like a pro, he knew every soft spot to get me turned on. The burning rode through me hard until I moaned out, I came to my orgasm in his mouth. Dean lapped up every drop and began kissing his way up my mocha colored skin. His lips found my neck and started nibbling away and my sensitive skin.

"Baby," I whined. I needed him inside of me. Dean looked at me. His blue eyes coated with lust. His kissed my lips, my lip ring cool against him. I felt the tip of his cock against me.

"Dean…please fuck me." That was all he needed before he shoved himself inside of me. I cried out, my hands went straight to his back. I clawed at his skin as his erect member penetrated my walls. He thrust in and out, the friction became hot as he picked up speed.

"Fuck baby," he moaned softly in my ear. Hearing him moan just turned me on so much more. It was soft and so pleasure filled. He moaned my name over and over, as he softly bit at my earlobe.

"Dean! Baby don't stop, please don't fucking stop." My breathing was heavy, the side of my face was pressed against his; Dean was panting in my ear as his skin made contact with mine with each hard thrust. My body began to sweat; it beaded on my forehead and rolled down my face. Dean's body was slick too, rubbing against mine only intensified the pleasure. Our bodies grew heavy as time went on. Dean's thrusts became sloppy which meant he was close to orgasm. I bit his lip, kissing him roughly as he pounded into me a few more times.

"Are you going to cum baby?" He breathed. I panted hard, nodding because I was unable to speak.

"Fuck!" Dean yelled out, he picked up speed, thrusting harder and faster than he had before. He growled in my ear as he shot his warm fluid inside of me. I was next, screaming out and tugging roughly at his hair as I came on him and the sheets. Dean's thrusts slowed down until he came to a stop, breathing heavily he pulled out and laid next to me. Our bodies were sweaty, our hair a mess, our chests rising and falling rapidly, we reeked of sex and we were so incredibly happy.

"I think that was well worth the wait." Dean said as he turned over and wrapped his arms around my waist. I stroked his face with my thumb and kissed him passionately.

"I love you so much Dean." I snuggled closer to him, resting my head in the crook of his neck.

"I love you too, Gwen."