Chapter 2: The Match

With Dean's help, Megan found the locker room and changed into her ring gear in record time. As she headed out towards the Gorilla, she stopped when Natalya said her name.

"Hey Megan, I like your gear, very country girl."

Megan looked down at what she was wearing. She had on the same black tank top as the one she arrived in, but she changed her cover-up from pink to a baby blue one. She replaced her light wash jeans with a pair of daisy duke short shorts, and black wrestling boots.

"Thanks Nattie, I'd love to stay and chat but my match is getting ready to start and I still have to stretch."

"Okay, well good luck and maybe after the show we can all go out."

"Yeah that sounds good! I'll see you later." Megan hollered over her shoulder when she speed walked out of the locker room and towards the Gorilla.

Checking the time, she saw that she had five minutes before she was to march down that ramp and enter the ring for the first time in front of a live, televised crowd. She could feel her heart starting to pound faster with each tick of the clock. Walking up to a wall, she stretched her ankles and her arms, then squatted down and did outward lunges. The whole time she had her eyes closed and had her head in the game, so when she heard a deep voice coming from right next to her, she jumped.

"Hey, I was hoping to run into again, just not literally this time."

Opening her eyes, she saw Dean standing over her again, laughing at his own little joke. Standing back up, she too laughed and smiled at him.

"Hahahaha, you are so funny." She said sarcastically.

"I can be on some occasions. So you're gear is uh, quite interesting." Dean said as he looked her up and down with a sheepish grin on his face.

"Well thanks. When talking with the seamstress, I wanted to incorporate some country flair from my everyday life in Tennessee to keep it authentic." Megan said as the knots in her stomach grew even bigger, seeing the way that Dean was looking at her.

"You did a hell of a good job!"

Before Megan could voice her reply, a stage hand walked up to her.

"Megan? We are going to cue up your theme in about thirty seconds. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, sounds good to me."

He nodded as he walked back over to his switchboard.

"Oh god, I'm so nervous." Megan said, starting to hyperventilate.

"I can tell your hands are shaking like no other." Dean commented as he grabbed both of her hands and just held them.

As soon as he touched her, she could feel the sparks again, and she noticed that her heart rate decreased. Looking straight ahead into his eyes, she suddenly felt calm. Megan's train of thought was interrupted when the sound of Jason Aldean's "She's Country" started to blare through the speakers.

"I'm guessing that's your theme song? I'm not big on country, but I'm pretty sure it I will be after tonight. Good luck and don't be nervous. You'll do just fine."

With one last flash of his pearly white smile, Dean sauntered off down the hall, leaving Megan to dwell on what just happened. It wasn't until she heard Lillian Garcia's voice that she came out of her trance.

"Introducing first, from Nashville, Tennessee, she is Monday Night Raw's newest Diva, Megan!" he announced.

The crowd started to cheer as she made her way onto the stage. Walking down the ramp to the beat of the guitar and the southern drawl lyrics, she could feel the adrenaline start to kick in. Sliding into the ring, she climbed onto the second rope and threw her hands up above her head, rocking her 'rock on' sign. As she jumped back down onto the mat, Eva Marie's theme hit and the crowd had mixed emotions for one of the starts of Total Divas.

The usually perky and cheery Eva made her way down to the ring, only this time she didn't stop to slap hands on her way. Her face showed that she was pissed off and looked as though she was getting ready to tear someone's head off.

"And her opponent, from San Diego, California, Eva Marie!"

Climbing into the ring, Eva didn't stop to flash her one hundred watt smile to the crowd, instead she walked straight up to Megan and got in her face, well as close as she could seeing as how Megan towered over the redhead by a good seven inches. The referee called for the bell, but no one moved.

"Just who the hell do you think you are? Coming in here like you're the next big thing and thinking you can just talk to my boyfriend like that." Eva spat.

"What are you talking about? Nothing happened, I was trying to find my way back to the locker room and when I turned the corner, we ran into each other. And besides, I thought you two were broken up?"

"We have just hit a rough patch is all, but that doesn't matter. He is mine and you need to back your backwoods, country, slut ass up away from him."

"What did you just call me?" Megan asked, doing a double take.

"Oh, is someone hard of hearing? I called you a backwoods country slut. Besides, Dean likes a girl with class, not a girl who likes to go honkytonking down by the 'crick'." Eva said in a mock southern accent.

"Is that so? Well from the way he was flirting with me while I was stretching seems to prove you wrong."

"You bitch!" With that Eva leapt into action throwing punch after punch and pulling Megan's hair.

Dodging the redheads punches left and right, Megan couldn't help but to realize that this is now how their match was supposed to go. Yeah they were supposed to mouth off to one another and then Eva was going to run the ropes, only to end up with Megan's big boot in her face for the three count. But Eva was throwing those hooks like she really wanted to hit Megan.

The referee tried to get in between the two Divas, but unfortunately got a right hook from Eva and was knocked out cold. Thinking quick, Megan swiped her legs out from underneath her and pinned her arms down to the mat with her knees.

"What the hell are you doing?"

"I'm going to kick your ass for speaking those lies about Dean! He would never go for someone like you."

Eva Marie bucked up hard, throwing Megan off of her. As Megan stood to her feet and turned, she too was met with a hard right hook and she collapsed to the ground, blacking out. By this time, referees from the back realized that Eva had broken kayfabe and knew they had to get out there to break up the fight. They pulled the red haired Diva off of Megan and held her back, while one referee checked on her. When he didn't get an immediate reaction, he threw his arms up into an 'X' indicating that they needed the medical team out to the ring. Eva Marie continued to fight against the ones holding her back, trying to get some more punches in.

As the medical team loaded Megan onto a stretcher, Eva finally calmed down and rolled out of the ring with a huge smile plastered across her face. The crowd definitely didn't care for her anymore as they started to boo her.

**One Hour Later**

The sounds of people talking in hushed tones and beeping filled Megan's head as she started to stir. Slowly opening her eyes, her vision was instantly filled with the sight of the one person she didn't expect: Dean Ambrose.

"Hey, look who's awake."

"Whe…where am I?"

"Well you were knocked out by a crazed red haired woman and now you are backstage in the training room."

"What happened? All I remember is talking to you before my match and that's it."

"I'm not sure, but I do have a theory."

"And that would be what exactly?" Megan asked, her head still too fuzzy to full comprehend anything.

"I think she may have saw us before you went out onto the stage and got jealous. Don't worry; it wouldn't be the first time this has happened."

That instantly made Megan feel a hundred percent better on the inside. Not. n