(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)

Laney growled as she lunged through the doorway of the women's locker room, wrestling Eve to the ground. Moments before, Eve had ran down during a match that Laney had against AJ Lee, and she'd intervened. Now Eve was going to suffer.

"Lucky I can't kill you." Laney growled as she punched Eve in the head and held her down, pulling her hair, using it to bounce her head off the floor. She was in mid swing when she felt herself being lifted off of Eve, heard someone chuckling.

Randy sat Laney down in front of Maxine and with a smirk and a wink said " A present." as he walked off, leaving Maxine to watch him walk away, her brow raised, her arms crossed.

"Sis, you're gonna keep going and you're gonna get suspended. I know you don't want that." Maxine lectured as Laney scowled and said "She fuckin started this shit, I'm just finishing it."

Her eyes caught on her locker and she raised a brow at the paper taped to the front of it. Shoving through the room, she ripped the paper down, opened it.

Her necklace fell out, and she licked her lips, bending and picking up her necklace. Her eyes scanned the note attached and she raked her hands through her hair before folding the note, saying nothing the entire time, just remaining quiet.

"Well... The voice isn't Ambrose.. Because according to this, that's who had the necklace until 'voice man' got it back from him." Laney said as she sat down, putting on the necklace, glad to have it back.

She never took the thing off, and it had a meaning, a symbolism to her. It was a reminder of what she lived through, and that she could pretty much take anything life dished out to her.

"Well, who is it then?" Maxine asked as she texted Randy, asking him if he knew who might have gotten Laney's necklace back from Dean.

"Dunno. Does it honestly matter? I mean I'm not.. I don't do well with people, at all." Laney said as Kaitlyn looked at her and then smirking said "Yeah, but it's romantic.. I mean this guy.. He's been sneaking up on you, whispering in your ear and flirting with you... You're not even a little curious?"

"Nope." Laney said as she fidgeted, looked at her fingernails then bit them in thought. Okay, so maybe she was, just a little. But, she also knew that she wasn't into pressing her luck, and she'd made it this far on her own, she wasn't about to start getting all giggly and stupid just because some guy 'liked' her supposedly.

"She's lying, look guys, it's so cute!" Layla said as Laney held up her middle finger for the picture that Maxine tried to take of her. "God, Max, stop chasing me with a fucking camera!"

She jumped up and moved as Maxine kept trying to take her picture. "Christ! You're gonna blow up your phone." she swore as she managed to get out of the camera's lens and stood in front of her locker, changing into a Motley Crue shirt, and then her jeans, biker boots.

Last came the wrist tape, and she couldn't find her usual, so she went on a quest to look for something she could use as a substitue.

Which lead her to the green room.

"Anyone got any kind of tape?"

Punk checked his pockets and shook his head, then Laney's eyes settled on a roll of black electrical tape and she smirked.

"You realize that's not going to keep you from getting an injury, right?" Punk asked the girl with a raised brow as the members of the Shield sat in the room, talking amongst themselves.

"You realize that unlike some I'm not a weak little bitch, right?" she shot back as she sat down, near Roman, beginning to tape her hands.

Roman looked over and said quietly, "If you're gonna do that, at least let someone who can wrap it tightly enough do it."

"I got this, thanks." Laney said as she smirked, barely met his gaze and winked a little.. As he talked to her, she had this odd sensation pass over her, kind of like.. Well, she couldn't explain it, but..

After the tape kept crumbling and sticking together, she growled and tapped him, looked at him and scowling said "Fine, damn it."

Roman chuckled and took the tape, wrapping it around her hands tightly, as he held her gaze a moment. "You really don't like looking at people, do you?"

"Dunno.. Maybe, maybe not." Laney said with a smirk as she looked up at him, made herself meet and hold his gaze defiantly, not backing down, because in a way, he'd challenged her just now.

When he'd finished taping her hands, she shot up as if she were on fire and walked out, leaving him to rake his hand over the back of his neck, watch her go. He smirked to himself and then growled as he felt Dean Ambrose smacking him in the back of the head, warning him, " Back down, Reigns. We have other things to worry about."

"Shut the fuck up, Ambrose."