(Dunno if you guys caught it, but my oc is the younger adopted sister of Maxine, who I love and wish were on the actual WWE lineup. More about my oc's past, why she is the way she is will come out, only if people tell me they want to see more of this story. )

(Huge thanks to my reviewers. So glad you guys like this so far. Probably won't be your typical romance, because I love writing fights too. So there will be a lot of fighting in this too.)

(so far, votes are like this now... Roman is up by two and Dean is still hanging in there.. Randy is catching up though, so if you don't see her with any of these guys, you might want to put your guys name in.. There is still time.. )

Again, to my reviewers, you all seriously kick ass. xXx Deanna)

The sisters walked back up the ramp, blood stained tanktops,coming off as they walked, limping a little bit as they laughed at the mayhem they left behind in the ring in glee. "That was liberating. We should tell our boss to fuck off more often." Laney joked as Maxine groaned and then said "Oh no you don't.. I saw that look, little dragon."

"But.." Laney pouted as she bit her lip. They walked into the green room and Laney flopped noisily onto a couch, swearing when a bruise on her abdomen made contact with a poky spring in the old couch she'd flopped onto. Not too much longer after this, the green room emptied out, her sister and her sister's friends going to earphones went in, the world was drowned out. Just like she liked it.

Until she felt an earphone being slid slowly out of her ear, heard him whispering from the couch behind hers, "And we meet again.. That.. was one hell of a match."

" It really was, wasn't it?" Laney asked with an evil laugh as she started to turn around, end this whole bizarre game they liked to play, but stopped herself, reminded herself that she wasn't the best person to be getting involved with.

Sure, she was sane now, but what if one day, she did what her birth father had done, and snapped completely? It'd be foolish of her to bring anyone into her life or let them close to her.

He leaned forward, his lips brushed her neck and then he said with a smirk, "Still a coward, I see. It's a shame, it really is."

"I'm not a coward.. I'm just enjoying this too much. And maybe I'm afraid if I did turn around, and I saw you, I'd have to choke you.. Right, Ambrose?"

He snickered and then nipping at her neck said quietly, "Wrong answer, babe." as he smirked to himself. He'd been shocked that she'd actually tried to guess, in all honesty.

This meant that she was thinking about their encounters. And apparently, to hear her sister, the others discussing it, she thought about it a lot.

Which meant he was doing his job. Which made him extremely happy.

This was all a part of his plan. And when he got ready to reveal himself, he would.

The door opened, and he quickly moved away from Laney's ear, pretending interest in a magazine.

Ryback stared down the long legged black haired female for a moment before making his way over and sitting down. Laney had her earphones back in by now, so of course, she didn't hear him when he spoke.

The man who'd been whispering moments before growled. As if he didn't already hate the bastard before, now his hatred was only getting stronger. He clenched his fists and growled to himself.

Laney looked up and found Ryback sitting there, just looking at her quietly. She rolled her eyes and took out her earbuds as she asked "What the fuck do you fucking want?"

"You should be mine."

"You should burn in acid."

Ryback stood and stopped, looked at her, leaned in.. "When I take that belt from Punk.. You'll want me. And then it'll be too late."

"Nope, not gonna happen, hungry man.. See, unlike these other bitches? I don't need a man. I do just fine completely solo. Now fucking move, I'm going for a smoke." Laney said as she stood, brushed by Ryback, winking at Roman who sat nearby on her way out the door.

As soon as she got into the hallway, she worked on composing herself.. Because while she might act like nothing scared her?

Ryback sometimes made her want to piss herself when she'd encounter him backstage. Because in some ways, he reminded her of her father... Before he snapped and tried to off her, and did off her mother, her baby sister and then himself in a house fire.

And that creeped her the fuck out.