Disclaimer: I own nothing what so ever. Like my other stories I own nobody but the OC. Her and only her. Do with that what you may but I am of my on mind and what comes out of it is written on -Electric- Paper. Please don't sue me for my ideas. Thanks to all who read this. R&R.

Blessed be

--Margret's POV--

I shook Vince's hand and smiled at him.

"It's nice to meet you to sir."

"Do you mind if you come to my office for a minute?" He asked.

"I don't know." I said looking over at Ken. He nodded his head to go ahead. "I guess." I got up and followed him in to his office.

He told me to take a seat and shut the door. He took his seat behind his desk and pull out a folder. He read over the folder before looking over at me."So what is it that you do Margret?"

"Um…I'm a psychologist. I help children deal with there problems."

"Really? Have you ever considered working with adults?"

"No not really."

"What ages do you work with?"

"Right now I only have four patients…10, 12, 13, and 16."

"Do you enjoy working with them?"

"It has it's advantages sometimes."

"Let me get down to this…What I need is someone who can help my employees with their mental state. I have been looking for someone who can get along with them. I have been reading over your file and you are prefect."

"Ok…What are you trying to say?"

"Would you join us. You would have to travel though."

"Can I think about it? This is all of a sudden and I just need some time to think."

"Sure. Let me know what you decided."

"I will." I stood up and shook his hand again.

I left the room and followed the halls back to catering. I was so lost in thinking that I didn't pay any attention to where I was or what I was doing. I ran straight into someone and made them and myself fall on our butts. I shook my head and looked at who it was.

"I'm sorry. I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going."

"It's ok. I do that sometimes. You should have been here last month when I walked into the Diva's locker room thinking it was mine." I smiled and nodded.

"I really am sorry about that. It's Curt right?"

"Yeah. And it's no problem." he offered his hand and I took it.

"Thanks." I said after I got up.

"Where were you going?"

"To find Ken."

"He went to his locker room. Here, I'll take you over there. So what were you thinking about?" He asked as he led me over to Ken's room.

"Something Mr. McMahon said" I stated.

"It must me very important. Here's his room. It was really nice to meet you." He said before walking off. I knocked on the door and heard 'It's open'. I walked in and saw Ken lacing up his boots.

"Hey Babe. What did Vinnie Mac want?"

"Who? Oh Mr. McMahon. He offered me a job." Ken looked shocked.

"Really? That's great." He said standing up and looking at me. "Isn't it a good thing babe?"

"I don't know." I said looking down at the floor. "I don't know if I want to be on the road all the time."

"What's the job anyway?" He asked walking over to me.

"Physiologist to the wrestlers I guess."

"We are older than your normal age that you handle. DO you think your up to it?"

"I can handle it. I just need to think about it. It's not like I have any family at home. And it's not like I have a home at that."

"You know what." He said leading me over to the bench. "Why don't you sit here and think about it while I go to work. Watch the show and see what's in store for you. After the show you can tell me what you think about it."

"Ok. I'll see what's in store for me."

"That's my girl." He leaned over and kissed me on the forehead.

--Later that Night--

Ken walked into the locker room when I was sitting.

"So babe, What did you think?"

"I've got some work to do." I said with a small smile.

It took a minute for him to process what I just said. He stared at me for whole he was thinking. His forehead wrinkled as he was thinking about it. Then a HUGE smile was plastered on his face.

"Does that mean what I think it means?"

"Maybe. What do you think it means?"

"You are on board?"

"Yes I am. I just have to go tell Mr. McMahon."

He ran over to me and picked me up and twirled me around. I laughed for the most part. He put me down a minute later then placed a kiss on my cheek.

"This is going to be so much fun. Having you around all the time is going to be the best thing. Let's go tell Vince."

"I have to tell him that I'm not going to be able to start right away. Amilia still needs me here. And I have to find the other three another physiologist to go to."

"That's Right. How is she doing?"

"I haven't talked to her for about a week. She has an appointment in two days and I'm pretty sure the cops are going to be staked out at my place that night."

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing I can do. If they have a warrant then I have to follow what the judge said. If they don't I have a right to privacy."

"I never thought being a psychologist involved dealing with the law. Go figure."

"I know. But it's fun. I've been doing this for five years and each time I get involved with the law side of the business I wonder why I never went for a cop."

We both walked to Vince's office and I explained what I could to him and he understood. He allowed me to take enough time until I got things settled. If I could make it to the house show tomorrow I could get started with knowing my future patients. I gave him about two months to evaluate everybody and take the highest priority case first. I also told him that I would have him a list in order as to there mental health within that two months.

Those two months will be long and hard but with people behind me. The road ahead would be rough but in the end it will be wroth it. The best question in my head right now is would I hold out to evaluate everybody and I mean everybody.