Chapter 3

Jenna had to deal with a Raw house show and I was still with Baron for the SmackDown house show. It was the news about something going on for Raw and SmackDown Live.

"This is in regards to the Superstar Shakeup. A lot of you personal assistants are going to be let go or moved when your superstars are being transferred." The lead Production Manager, Mr. Sylvan, said. "And then there are the production assistants that are going to have leave for that reason as well."

I glanced at the men and women that worked closely with the superstars like I did. A lot of them were assigned for obvious reasons, others were production assistants that worked as Runners for SmackDown.

"Why," someone asked.

"We're cutting a lot of you due to financial reasons." He shook his head. "So if you hear your name, I'm sorry, you're being cut or you're moving. I'll let you know after the meeting."

He opened his mouth to say something when there was a knock on the door. Our small gathering was interrupted by a suit, The Man.

"Hey, sorry to interrupt," Vince McMahon said. "I need to talk to you, Sylvan. It's about that issue with Bálor."

"Oh, sure. I'll be back, guys and ladies. Just hang tight." He grabbed his clipboard and left the room.

Tapping my thigh, my leg was jumping as my fellow PAs talked amongst themselves. I pulled my phone out of my pocket, accompanied by my Kindle and looked at the messages. Baron was just down the hall in catering with Corey Graves, the picture that accompanied the text showed two men hamming it up for the camera phone. I smiled at the last text he sent.

Miss Ya, Babe.

If continued with those things, I was going to fall more in love than in infatuation with him.

"So, yeah, I think she'll do a good job." I jumped and put my devices away, looking up as Mr. Sylvan walked back in.

"Great, he's been in more demand lately and I want the best for him." Vince said from the doorway. Then he left without saying anything else.

"Well, Elaina, I am afraid you were almost cut from the company due to the budget cutbacks."

My heart thudded against my sternum as heads turned to look at me. Some frowned or others looked away.

"But it seems that due to another superstar being in high demand right now they need a PA for him. You're being reassigned to be Finn Bálor's new PA."

"What?" I squeaked.

"Oh my God, you get a real hottie." Nancy the Nun said from my direct right. The fifty year old woman said that to me of all people.

"But sir," I spoke up. "I can't…"

He crossed his arms. "While it isn't looked down on to be in a relationship with a superstar, I can assure you that you and Baron aren't being split up in a relationship. You'll still see each other but the fact is that Bálor needs a PA and bad."

"Why?" My leg continued to jump.

"Because, he's accidentally double booked events, has had to cancel one too many times because of his popularity. Your superstar isn't into all that."

I bit my lip, heat in my ears as I focused on the clipboard in Mr. Sylvan's hand. There were options out there for me to take and one of them would only result me in continuing to be with Baron.

"He's coming by to see you during the show. He'll meet you in the catering area."

That was my choice.

At the end of the meeting, six people were let go. Nancy the Nun kept her post with Daniel Bryan, but others were let go or were going over to Raw during their superstar's switch.

In catering, Baron waved me over. To his immediate left was Corey, who was texting someone I didn't care to know. With marching papers in hand, I walked up to the table, my hair fanning my face as I walked. A quick glance at my company phone told me that it wasn't time yet, so I squared my shoulders and walked up to Baron.

Baron frowned. "What's with the face, Babe? What's wrong?"

"I almost got canned today." I pulled the folding chair out.

"Canned, why? Did you do something wrong?"

I told them about the recent cut backs, how several had to walk out of their jobs to the economy. By the end of it, Baron held my hand on top of the table.

"So what's got you down? You can tell me anything."

"I'm being put with another superstar, over on Raw. From the sounds of things, you're going to be over there, so we're not being split up." I looked at the ink on his arms, the ones that made no sense to me.

His muscles still moved under the skin as he squeezed my hand harder. "But?"

I opened my mouth to say the name but it came from the person themselves.

"We meet again, Elaina Mullins." I turned to look at him.

Finn "Million Dollar Smile" Bálor had arrived, and he wasn't offering a million dollars. He wasn't alone either. A Phenomenal man stood with him at his side, arms crossed and eyes boring in on Baron.

"What the hell do you guys want?" Baron asked as he leaned back in his chair.

Finn's eyes twitched down, before looking at me. "It appears you and I were paired up, Elaina."

"What the hell are you talking about?" My boyfriend asked.

"Ow, Baron," my free hand tried prying his fingers off of mine. "I have to PA for him."

"The fuck you are."

"Hey, ladies are present." AJ said.

"The hell you care." Baron looked at me and then over at Finn. "Really? If I find out you tried getting in my girl's pants, your squeaky clean image is going out the window."

I was between a savage wolf on a tight chain and a man that I didn't know. There was no rock and a hard place, if the hard place was Finn's abs then sure. But Baron's face was just like the snarling wolf on his merchandise.

"Look, you're making this into a bigger deal than it needs to be." Finn said, his hands opening and closing at his sides. "And I'm sorry if I got here early. I wanted to chat with my friend." He nodded to AJ. "So, we'll talk when Baron is out in the ring. Until then, I'll talk to you later, Elaina."

My breath hitched in my throat but I looked away, mostly at how white Baron's knuckles looked as he continued to hold my hand. Looking up again, Finn was walking away.

"God, can you believe that?" Blood flowed back into the my fingertips when he let go of my hand.

Both men moved across the way towards where Shinsuke Nakamura was standing with a drink in hand. My attention was drawn back to Baron as he thumped the table with his fist.

"Come on. Get up, Babe."

"Why?"

"Don't ask questions, just do what I say." Baron growled at me when he got up. He closed his eyes and slapped himself over the face. "I'm sorry, Elaina. I just want to check with your boss personally."

"Okay, fine. Just stop grabbing me." I rubbed my hand. "You're strong."

"I'm a professional wrestler, Babe. Of course I am." The edges of his mouth quirked up.

Finding Mr. Sylvan wasn't all that hard. The production room, not the trailer, was located two doors down from where catering was located. People stepped aside as I followed behind Baron, him taking up pretty much every view for the size and height he was.

"Hey, I need to talk to you." Baron grabbed his arm and turned him around. "I don't like the idea of Elaina working so close to Bálor."

"Look, I can't do anything about it. McMahon did this himself, and the only reason why she's even staying is because Finn needs a PA. If you cannot allow that to happen then I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?"

"Yes, because otherwise Elaina will have no job. She was cut originally."

"See, Baron." I spoke up. "I don't have any other choice. If I don't, I won't be with you as often as I want."

"And I was given word that during the shakeup you're going to Raw anyway. So she can work with Finn and travel with you. Or however that's going to work out, it's between you three. But in the end, she won't have a job here."

"Fine. But if he does something I don't like I will report his ass. Come on, Babe. Let's go somewhere."

I nodded at my supervisor before skipping to keep up with Baron.

Down one hall, left down another, pass the make up and costume departments, there was a side hall that led to nowhere. Baron finally turned around and I ran into him.

His hands snaked around my waist, holding me in place as he stooped down and pressed his mouth to mine. The familiar way he pressed his mouth to mine had me opening for him, allowing him entrance to deeper kisses. My hands went to his shoulders, and I laughed as he bit my lip.

"Baron, stop." I pushed him back. "Look, I don't want to start anything right now. We've barely been going out for a week."

He sighed, well grunted. "Sure, Babe. Later, we're going to do something fun. And seeing as we'll be together for a good long time, we'll travel to Raw."

I nodded but gasped when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. "Bear, you have to be out there soon. Go. Go, don't make them wait." I brushed his hands off of me and I started pushing him in the opposite direction. "Go, Baron."

"I'm going, Babe. I'm going. You better behave yourself while I'm gone."

Oh crap, I had that meeting with Finn to deal with. Pushing at my hair, I took a left instead of the right and kept to the wall as I passed empty doorway after empty doorway. Maybe if I could…

"I had a feeling you would try to ditch me." He said as my hand was on the handle to the back entrance.

Leather jacket and white shirt, with black jeans and sneakers, his look may have exuded casual but my stomach exuded convulsions. Not only that, my throat went raw from the quiet screams of my soul.

"There's nothing that you have to worry about working with me."

He stayed in his spot and I stayed in mine. All the social stalking I did of this man prior to my relationship with Baron never showed the real man, the man that I knew was true. The shoulders back, his chin up as his eyes looked down at me. There was no way he could win me over, even with that megawatt smile of his.

"If you say so." I said.

"What do you know about me?" He crossed his arms.

Only info I could get was on his pics. Like the current set of abs hidden under his shirt, I had been seeing a lot of that lately.

"Don't you think it's a little rude to judge someone before you even know them personally?" He asked.

"I would rather get your schedule so that I can see why you keep screwing it up." I crossed my arms in return.

From his back pocket he pulled out a cell phone. "Here's my mobile. Have a check."

He stood there and watched as I looked through his calendar, seeing all the appearances and interviews that he was scheduled for in just a week. No day was untouched and there were already double books for the rest of the month and well into the second. If he had someone to tag team with then he would be able to keep up with the schedule.

"You're in hot demand." I commented.

"See, that's why I need a PA. And before you ask, no I didn't choose you."

"I know. If you hadn't come along I would have been pink slipped out of here."

"It's that bad here?"

"Pretty much."

"You lose a friend to the cut?"

"No, I almost lost Baron to the cut." I glanced up from his phone.

Finn said nothing as he leaned against the wall.

"So, do you want me to deal with some of the more recent double bookings or wait until Monday?"

"Copy my schedule so you can do that on your own time. We'll stay in touch and meet up on Monday."

"Okay." I synced his phone up with mine, and copied his schedule as he wanted. While I was at it, I put his number in my phone and gave him mine in return. "So you can contact me."

"Great. Thanks, Elaina." He took his phone back and walked away.

Was it a crime to say that I missed the Love from Finn? I shook my head at the thought, opting to focus on Baron when he came back from his match.

We waited around for the show to end before heading back to the hotel for the night before we headed off to Raw via car.


Well there you go, I hope you guys enjoyed it. I'll be back when I can.