*Paul's POV*

I was preparing for my match when I felt someone grab my ass. I spun round quickly, read to punch whoever it was in the jaw. Remember, I work with mainly guys, and I definitely didn't want one of them anywhere near my rear.

"Jesus Cait! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek. "I have some good news. I just got out of a meeting with Vince and you're looking at the WWE's newest addition to the roster."

"Really? Babe, that's great." I kissed her lips as I sat on the couch.

She sat on top of me, one leg on each side of mine and looked deep into my eyes. The deep blue of her eyes were like and ocean, and I began to imagine drowning in them as she spoke again. "I think we should celebrate."

I responded by kissing her fiercely, wanting to consume all of her. My hand slid up the inside of her blouse as the kiss deepened. She moved her hands across my shoulders and back, her nails digging in slightly.

"You should've told me there was a peep show," a voice said, making us jump apart. "I would've got here a lot sooner."

"Shut up old man," Caitlin laughed walking over to him. "I've just become the newest WWE Dive. A little respect is due."

Without saying a word, Kevin picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. I burst out laughing as her expression changed from happiness to one of anger and fear.

"Put me down!!" She yelled, pounding on his back. "Paul, tell him!!"

I walked behind them, laughing at Caitlin struggle to get free. As more people saw Kevin walking down the halls with her on his shoulder, they burst out laughing.

"Paul," Caitlin hissed, just loud enough for me to hear. "If he doesn't put me down, I am not going to sleep with you for a very long time."

That was it. I knew by the scowl on her face and the edge in her voice that she was deadly serious.

"Okay Kev, you've had your fun. Put her down."

Kevin sat her down on a table in the green room. All the wrestlers and Divas turned to find out what was going on, an amused glint in their eyes.

"Listen up ladies and gentlemen," Kevin yelled. "This walking felony is Caitlin, and she has just become the WWE's newest Diva. Now, because she's new, Paul and I expect you to treat her the same as any newbie. Like shit."

The room was filled with laughter. Glancing up, I saw a worried look on Caitlin's face. I gave her a wink of reassurance and elbowed Kevin. Finally he helped her off the table and she jumped into my arms. I gave her a tight squeeze and let her relax. I could tell by the scarlet colour of her face that she was totally embarrassed.

*Caitlin's POV*

I couldn't believe Kevin had done that. I was so mortified. Luckily for him, Trish Stratus came over before I could start plotting my revenge.

"Hi," she beamed, holding out her hand. "I'm Trish."

"Caitlin," I replied, shaking her hand. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm a bit of a fan."

"Thanks. Do you know what show you'll be on yet?"

"Not a clue. At this point I don't even know whether or not I'll be a valet or an interviewer or whatever."

"Well, if you ever need any advice, just ask."

I thanked Trish and she left to film a promo. Shane Helms, an old friend from Cameron came up to me next.

"Caity, Caity, Caity. I don't believe this." He shook his head at me, pretending to be upset. "You've disappointed me. I thought you were the only one that hadn't got the wrestling bug."

"I live with a Hardy, Shane. What do you expect?"

"He laughed and gave me a big hug. "Well, I'm happy you're here. And I think you'd better phone Jeff and let him know the good news."

After Shane had gone I called Jeff on my cellphone. I told him everything that had happened. To say he was happy for me would be overstating it slightly. I think he was just concerned for me, but I managed to reassure him that I would be fine and told him I would be down in Cameron to see him soon.

I walked around backstage, trying to take everything in. I couldn't believe I would e working here. I would be on television in millions of homes around the world. It was totally overwhelming. I wasn't sure whether or not I could live up to the standards set by my predecessors.

Suddenly I crashed into a wall of muscle. I looked up and saw Chris Irvine staring at me.

"Sorry," I mumbled. "I was in another world."

"No problem." He grinned at me. "I never get tired of having gorgeous women run into me."

Oh my god, I thought to myself. Y2J is flirting with me.

"I'm Caitlin," I told him and saw his face drop.

"Oh, well...Forget I said anything," he stuttered. "The last thing I need is Paul on my back."

I was stunned. I had no idea that people were scared of Paul in real life. I was also a bit annoyed. I was my own person and Paul certainly wasn't my keeper.

"Why should I forget it?" I flashed a smiled at him. "I love compliments."

Chris's natural confidence returned. "Well girl, you've have to be pretty good to keep up with me."

"Trust me darling. I'll be the one leaving you behind." I gave him a final wink and walked away. I realised I was going to have a lot of fun here.