Strictly Business

Chapter One: You got the job!

Summary: She's the nanny of Triple H & Stephanie's child, and he's the arrogant, disliked member of the Raw locker room who tries to catch her attention. OC/Randy & Other WWE stars.

Author Note: Another story to add to the mix. I know I've done an Uncle/Niece pairing before, but this one is going to be extremely different. The only characters I own are Shannon & her Mom. The rest are my portrayal of the men and women who make up the WWE.

This story contains sexual content and strong language which should not be read by anyone who is under the legal age of consent in your area.

Enjoy! And as always, please read and review.

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1st August, 2006 : At Home in New Hampshire.

"Question eight. Aurora tells you a something that you know I won't approve of. Do you keep it a secret, or do you tell me straight away?"

Shannon Levesque blinked. "She's like a week old, Paul. She can't even speak yet."

"Hypothetically," He explained. "Just answer the question."

"Paul," Stephanie frowned, re-entering the living room. "Stop giving her such a hard time, you know she's perfect for the job.."

"You can never be too careful," Paul argued, looking up at his wife of almost three years.

"She's your Niece!" Stephanie shot back.

"She could be Supernanny Jo Frost and I'd still be asking her the same bunch of questions," Paul insisted, looking back over at his niece. "So? What's your answer?"

"Well, I guess it depends." His silence told her that he wanted her to elaborate. "I mean, if it was something that could possibly endanger her, or impose a threat on her life, than I would most definitely tell you or Stephanie. But if it was something private, like say a boy she liked, than I see that as a confidential secret that she has told me and I would keep it between us."

Paul rubbed his chin while thinking about her answer. "I can deal with that. But let me tell you, Aurora won't be dealing with boys until she's at least twenty-five years old. The same goes to you."

Shannon & Stephanie shared a look. Paul loved playing the over-protective Uncle, and she was sure that he was going to be ten times harder on his daughter as she was growing up. At nineteen years of age, not a day had gone by in her life when she hadn't had the support and love of her Uncle. Some would say he was a hard business man who would crush people on his way to the top, and others would say that he was the best damn wrestler alive today. But for Shannon, he was her father figure and a man who had been there for her when nobody else had.

"So I get the job?" She asked, her eyes lined with hope.

"Yeah, you get the job." He confirmed, catching her as she leapt into his arms. "Just don't make me regret it."

"I won't, I promise!" Shannon beamed, hugging him tightly. "So when do I start?"

"When Steph' finishes her maternity leave. But you'll have to attend Raw with me on Monday. It's been awhile since you've been on the road, so you'll need to get used to things first."

A huge wrestling fan herself, all of Shannon's best memories had been accumulated from the times she had spent on the road. She would often sit and reminisce on childhood moments she had spent within the WWE arena walls, whether she was ten, leaning to put on make-up with Sable, or eighteen, ogling the half naked men who would make up the WWE's wrestling division.

"Are you serious? I can't wait!" She said excitedly, clasping her hands together. "Infact, I'm going to go pack now!"

Paul chuckled as he watched his niece run towards the stairs and up to her bedroom. She had lived with him on and off since she was eight, but had officially moved into his New Hampshire home when she was old enough to stay there while he was away doing WWE shows. When he and Steph had started dating, both had sat down and decided that it would be best for Shannon to live with them until she was able to stand on her own two feet, financially and mentally.

"Do you think we made the right decision?" Steph asked, propping herself on the edge of the couch.

"To bring her on the road with us? Yeah, I do."

"Her mom called again today, you know." Steph said, her voice lowering.

Paul's mood changed, his expression darkening at the mention of his sister, Lynn. Although the siblings had once been close, their bond had been broken by Lynn's bad drug habit and lack of consideration for her daughter. It broke Paul's heart to think of the things Shannon must have been exposed to during the years she had lived with her mother and those exact same feelings were the reason why he was determined to keep his Niece close to him. To an outsider it may sound as though he had given up on his own flesh and blood, but if those exact same people knew how many times he had taken her in or paid for her rehabilitation, only to have her leave after a week, or betray him for a quick fix, then they would have given up hope to.

"What did she want?" He asked, pulling himself up.

"She said she needs to talk to you about borrowing some money for rehab..."

Paul laughed, shaking his head as he turned to face his wife. "Just like she did the last time? And what about the time before that?"

"She says that she wants to clean up her act, for Shannon's sake.."

"Bullshit," Paul growled, throwing his hands up in the air. "You know, it's not even about the fucking money. It's about how she uses her position as Shannon's mother, even though she has no regards for her thoughts or feelings, but only for the easiest way to extort money from us."

"I know, babe.." Steph sighed, rubbing his arms.

"I'm fucking sick of it, Steph." Paul told her, running a hand over his face. "All she ever does is cause us trouble.."

"It'll be okay, Hun." Stephanie rationalized, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Shannon's not going to fall for Lynn's make believe stories. She's smarter than that. Besides, this time next week she'll be on the road, under your watch."

Paul nodded his head, giving Stephanie a quick peck on the lips as he pulled her in close. "Yeah, I guess you're right."