And Then He Came In…
A Fic By: Diagura
Summary: Mickie has moved in with AJ, and a couple weeks have passed. Mickie is now managing AJ to the ring, who is now a face. She makes her TNA in-ring debut in a mixed tag team match with AJ against Desmond Wolfe and Madison Rayne.
NOTES: I do not own any characters/people you recognize, and songs that may be on here that you may recognize, and any shows that may be on here that you may recognize.
Chapter 2: Debut Match Conversations
Damn, I was really nervous. I mean really fucking nervous. It was my first TNA match since I left them back then as Alexis Laree. AJ and I are really good friends now at least, and we had some on-camera chemistry. TNA Creative has been telling us to tease the fans with hugging and kissing (on the cheek). Tonight, I would be tagging with AJ against Desmond Wolfe and Madison Rayne. The Beautiful people were decent in the ring, and they knew it. But they also knew I was fantastic in the ring.
I laced up my newly tailored ring attire—White and Cyan, the same colors AJ would be wearing. It was a cyan top with semi-thick straps up to my waste line, white booty shorts with 'M. James," written on the back and black knee-high boots. This new ring attire was way more comfortable than the ones I used to wear on Raw and SmackDown.
As I laced up my boots, The Beautiful People's music started playing, and it was announced that it would be a mixed tag-team match.
"Introducing first, representing The Beautiful People, The TNA Women's Knockout Champion, from Seattle, Washington, Madison Rayne!" The crowd booed immensely, and booed even louder when Desmond Wolfe came out with Chelsea.
He took the mic. "AJ, AJ, AJ… I still cannot believe you turned on us… Of all people, you? You've made the worst decision you have ever made in your—" He was interrupted by AJ's music.
"And their opponents, from Gainesville, Georgia, The Phenomenal AJ Styles, and his tag-team partner from Richmond, Virginia, Mickie James!" The crowd's applause surprised me. I have never been cheered so loudly before. But then again, AJ was with me.
The bell rings, and I start it out with Madison. She punches me with her right hand and tries putting me into a Headlock but I reverse it into a Standing Monkey-Flip. I run into the ropes to give me some momentum and crash into her with the Lou Thesz Press, followed by multiple punches. I point my index finger up suggesting that I would be attempting an aerial move, and climb up on the third rope and hit a Missile Dropkick sending Madison into her corner where she tagged in Desmond Wolfe.
AJ jumped into the ring and dominated basically the whole time. That is, until Madison got the feeling to get involved and slap AJ with her boot. So I ran into the ring and push her off the apron. Then I stepped out of the ring and wait for her to stand up. As she stood up, I spun around and hit her with a Reverse Spinning Roundhouse Kick which impacted on her face.
In the ring, AJ hit the Styles Clash and gets the 1, 2, 3. "Here are your winners, AJ Styles and Mickie James!"
I jumped into the ring and gave him a big hug, followed by a kiss on the cheek as creative told me. He seemed pretty surprised, and smiled. After we celebrated in the ring, we walked to the back where I was greeted by Angelina, Taylor, and Sarita, or as I called them, Lauren, Shantelle, and Sarah, their real names. They had become my best friends.
"Great debut match!" Lauren, the blonde Canadian exclaimed.
"Mickie, you're such a great wrestler!" Shantelle, the second of the three Canadian friends I've made.
"Truly championship material!" Sarah, or Sarita to the fans, said with her Mexican Canadian accent.
"Thanks, guy. But I couldn't have done it without AJ!" I said giving him another big hug while he was drinking water. He grinned. He had such a handsome face.
"So, Mickie," Lauren started to speak. "We're heading over to the bar to party. We had it closed off so only TNA employees could get in. Want to come?"
"I don't know… I don't want to wake up in the morning naked with some guy I don't even know."
"I'm going, Mickie," AJ put his water bottle down. "You should totally come. I'm not drinking, so it's fine you don't."
"Well…" I thought long and hard. "OK… I guess maybe I'll go…"
"YAY!" The three Canadian women exclaimed.
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We got off AJ's car and walked into the bar. We showed our TNA IDs so we would be let in. It was packed with TNA superstars and knockouts. From Jessica (ODB) to Jeff, from Lacey to Josh (Sabin), everyone was there. We were probably the last ones to arrive. Jessica was exactly like her TNA character. Drinking from that flask. I wondered, did it ever get empty? Jeff… Oh, Jeffy… One of my old WWE friends. I remember when we sang Karaoke. Ha! Classic.
AJ and I walked into one of the couple's booths set up for private 'conversation.' We started to talk as Take It Off by Ke$ha started playing.
"Really good match out there, AJ."
"You too, Micks." Only my closest friends called me Micks.
"Maybe you could teach me a couple of your moves." I suggested, trying to make conversation.
"Hmmm… How's the Styles Clash sound?"
"Well, seems pretty easy considering Michelle learned it by herself." I said sarcastically.
"It's a pretty easy move. You just need skill to sell it like it hurts, and she does a hell of a lot better job than me."
"Really? How so?"
"Well, hers looks like it has more impact since she forces her weight down on her opponent, while I just jump up and let myself land."
"But you weigh a lot more than her, so doesn't that help?"
"No, not really…"
We were talking about almost everything we could think of. My album, his little boys, relationships, friendships, moves, and even how many times we've gotten grounded when we were little. Thought I was going to say something about sex, didn't you? Well think again you perverted asshole. Just kidding, but really, seeing as he has three kids, he must be good. What the hell am I saying? Ugh, don't think about stuff like that! AJ's one of your best friends!
"Hey guys!" A drunken Lauren Williams stumbled into the booth. "I'm really, really happy right now! I mean, I just sang to everyone! Want a sample?"
"Lauren, you're really drunk!" I pointed out.
"Maybe we ought to get you home…" AJ suggested.
"Okay… S'long as I can go make out wi—" She fainted on the table in front of us.
AJ lifted her up and carried her into his car. We drove her to her apartment and found the spare key (hidden under the door mat) and put her on her bed. We didn't change her. Ha! I bet AJ wanted to so bad, judging by the look on his face.
"Horny, eh?" I said pointing to his always mountainous crotch.
"Uh…" He blushed with utter embarrassment.
"It's alright. I know you'd never do anything like that." We walk back to his car and get in. "But, if you wanted to, we could…"
"What!"
"I'm just kidding! You know you're one of my best friends, AJ!"
"Oh, thank god…" His southern accent was seducing me yet again. He drove us to his apartment.
I got changed and walked into the living room where he was watching our match in his boxers. Just boxers. HOT! I sat down next to him. "Hey."
"Hey. Uh…"
"It's OK. It doesn't bother me." I replied to him obviously talking about him in just boxers.
"Alrighty then…" Oh come on! Pretend to yawn and put your arm around me! Can't you see I like you? It's pretty damn obvious that you like me!
"So…" I rest my head on his bare shoulder. "Is it OK we talk for a while?"
"Sure… About?"
"Tell me… Why did you and Wendy divorce… If it's OK with you…"
"Well…" He started. Damn, I loved that southern draw… Oh, please, please say Hey Y'all! "We got into a lot of fights after Albey was born, and she started cheating on me…"
"That's terrible! I'm really sorry!"
"It's OK, Mickie. I didn't really feel it anymore after Albey was born anyways. So I asked to get a divorce." I stay silent looking into his deep, blue eyes.
He stayed silent after that too. I could feel some tension. I didn't know why, but we got closer together and went in for a kiss. But we never kissed… I had pulled away, feeling bad about what happened to him and his wife. I didn't want to put him into a relationship he didn't want to be in to. I heard AJ sigh.
"Goodnight, Mickie…" His tone turned from happy to sad in an instant. I almost felt like crying… I'm really sorry, AJ… For all you've been through…