Everyone knew of Tampa Bay as a quiet beach town. Though no one knew about the Shield drug ring. It was ran by three men. The head honcho, the leader, the head motherfucker in charge or whatever you wanted to call it was Dean Ambrose.

He was great at conducting business deals, could sniff out bullshit, and could tell right away if someone was an undercover cop, FBI, or DEA agent. He was a talker and was the one always conducting the deals. He had been in a serious relationship with a bartender named Renee Young for the past year and a half and was considering making her wifey.

Then there was Seth Rollins. He was the accountant so to speak. He made sure all the Kilos and grams were dead on and he was the first to curb someone's head in the concrete for trying to fuck them over. He was the one who always had a clear head and was a quick thinker. He also could get a little sarcastic and be a smartass at times. He was also in a relationship with a model named Zahra. It was new since it began when he started cheating on his long time girl Leighla because she couldn't keep her hands out of the cookie jar and would sample the merchandise on a daily basis and Seth got sick of it because they were losing money.

Finally there was Roman Reigns. He was the quiet one. He was solid muscle and he had accuracy with a gun and could hit a target with a knife dead on. He was the one to knock someone out with a stiff punch or spear someone to the floor for trying to screw them over. He rarely spoke but when he did he made it count.

The only people he really talked to was Dean, Seth, and his family. Otherwise he just sat back and quietly observed.

He was the only one unattached but he had his fair share of women to get his dick wet. Problem was he had a primal instinct to him that was totally Farrell. When he found that one person look out. She was going to be his and his only and help whoever tried to get in the way of that.

Further down the list in the organization was Roman's cousins Jimmy and Jey Uso. Jimmy was married to Naomi Knight and Jey was dating a Eva Marie Nelson. They were backup and did whatever they were told to do. The five made a good unit and no one has been able to take them down.

Though the rest of Roman's family chose to stay clean so they just looked the other way and during family time it was an unspoken agreement not to discuss work.

"Okay we have to make a trip to New Orleans to meet the Wyatts because they want us to distribute their moonshine and in addition they want to buy twenty lbs of pot from us," said Dean.

"Why the fuck do we have to do business with those crazy ass freaks?" asked Seth.

"Hey we may not like them and think they are nuts but its all business," said Dean. "Roman get the jeep since we are going backwoods," he ordered. "Oh Jimmy and Jey make sure that coke is ready for the shipment to the McMahons," he finished.

~Nashville Tennessee~

Eighteen year old Tracy James was in a recording studio singing some older songs. She wanted to get into the Country Music business and this was the place to do it. Though problem was her mom had made her move to Tampa because that was where she had moved after her parents split up.

Her dad was known as the Roaddogg Jessie James. He was apart of a motorcycle gang called DX. Though they didn't really do anything bad. Mostly starting fights in bars or telling crude jokes and drinking. They also were firm protesters to domestic violence and child abuse.

Belinda didn't want to live in Nashville with Jessie. She wanted more out of life so when Tracy was fourteen she moved her daughter to Tampa and when she was sixteen she married Dave Bautista a UFC fighter and movie star.

Because she wanted to try to support Tracy's dreams she made the trip up to Nashville with her so she could maybe get out there after she graduated collage. She sang Tennessee Flat Top Box by Jonny Cash, The More I Learn Rhonna Reeves, and Daddy's Hands by Holly Dunn.

"Well Miss James you have talent. I'll see if I can get these on the radio and then maybe you can come back up here with some of the work that you have written for yourself and maybe we can get you signed," said Rachael Davis who was in charge of Nashville Records.

"After my daughter graduates from college. Now honey I know you don't like this and you would rather stay up here with your father and pursue your music career dreams but you need to come back to Tampa with me and finish college," Belinda Bautista insisted.

"Fine," Tracy grumbled. She was five foot five with shoulder length blond hair and green eyes. She was slim but not totally skinny and she had curves in all the right places. She would make a good country singer one day but her mom wasn't ready for her to branch out.

"Lets go we have to catch our flight," said Belinda. Tracy sighed and followed her mom out of the room. She couldn't wait to finish college and come back and pursue music.

~Tampa FL a few hours later~

Tracy sat on one of the lounge chairs by the pool at her mom and step dad's house with her guitar.

I just wanted to say,

That you are the one for me,

The only one who has my whole heart

Tracy sang as she strummed her guitar as the back gate opened and a couple of her friends walked in.

"So how was Nashville?" asked Paige.

"Well I recorded a couple of older songs and maybe they will end up on a country station," said Tracy.

"Well put the books down and come out with us. We are going to this new club called Electrify. Its supposed to be off the hook," said Emma.

"I don't know. I really need to study and maybe get some songs wrote," said Tracy.

"You are coming out because you work and study too hard. Lets burn down Tampa tonight," said Sasha Banks.

"Come on lets hit it," said Charlotte.

"Ugh fine," said Tracy as she went upstairs with her friends to pick out an outfit for the night. She wasn't much for going to clubs but her friends were right. She needed a night out.


The Shield had exchanged the goods with the Wyatts and now they were driving down the interstate back to their compound. Dean was driving and Seth was playing with the radio. Stopping on a country station the D.J. announced the next song.

"Okay here is an old one by a upcoming artist. Hopefully she will come out with some hits like this one by Jonny Cash. Here we all folks Tennessee Flat Top Box sung by Tracy James!'

Roman let out a growl. It was like something inside of him flipped when he heard the voice singing. He felt his cock twitch in his pants and that was when his primal kicked in and told him that this woman, this Tracy James, belonged to him and no one else.

"Step on it Ambrose because as soon as we get back to the compound I need to hit the computer so I can find her. No other man but me will ever have her again and if I have to kill someone or beat the hell out of someone I will," he growled.

Farrell was the word and everyone better look out. He was going to have her and no one else.

A/N: Well hope you enjoy!