Chapter 2 – Contract Taken

Aqua eyes looked around at the fans in the arena. She should've been more focused on the match in the ring. She knew at any minute John was going to throw the match and then hand over her contract to Tweedle Dee and his psychotic girlfriend Tweedle Dum. Her eyes snapped to the ring as she watched AJ grab John's foot and tripped him up.

Of course he wouldn't let them make him look like a gigantic loser; even though it was far too late in her eyes. Amaya couldn't help rolling her eyes. She knew John had probably spoken with AJ and Dolph both before the match. They wanted her for some sick and twisted reason and she didn't even want to mentally fathom why.

They were already fifteen minutes into the match as the Shield's music suddenly started to blare through the speakers of the arena. The fans started booing and jeering them hard core. Amaya was really NOT sure why the Shield was heading out to the ring at this time. But then again she kind of did. John ran his mouth at them and that was a really stupid thing to do. Her aqua eyes watched as the three men walked down the stairs; all three jumped the barricade and surrounded the ring.

Amaya was smart enough to back up and stay out of the way. She wasn't going to give them any kind of reason to come after her. She had been so occupied with watching the fans reactions to the boys in the shield; she didn't see John slide out of the ring standing in front of her and by the time her head swung around Dolph was running at John to clothesline him and at the last second he did a drop toe hold sending Dolph into her as her body flew back into the ring pole; completely knocking her unconscious.

Seth saw RED as he nudged Roman; his eyes widened as he saw the girl lying on the ground not moving. At first he thought it might be a work or a bullshit injury, but he looked up at the Titan Tron screen and he could see the instant re-play and the camera guy zoomed in and showed her mouth and nose both bleeding.

"I want to hurt Cena." Seth admitted to no one in particular.

Roman shook his head. "You go get her and get her to Doc Sampson. Dean…" He looked over and could see the look in Dean's eyes. They'd already gotten him used to the thought of having a assistant and now he looked ready to maim whoever had hurt their assistant; well their almost assistant. "You good bro?"

Dean nodded. "Solid; what do you need me to do?"

Roman smirked. "You take care of Dolph and get her contract; it's sitting over on the announcers table. We're taking possession of her tonight; she doesn't need to be an assistant to a bunch of careless fools."

Dean smirked as he nodded. "And what are going to do big man?"

Roman rubbed his hands together. "I'm going to take care of Cena myself." Roman smirked as Dean bumped fists with him.

Seth hopped out of the ring and jogged over to the caramel hair colored girl. He carefully moved her as his black leather glove covered hand came out and caressed her cheek. He could see the blood slowly draining from her nose and mouth. He had to stay calm and not let his temper get the best of him. He gently scoop the beauty up into his arms and cradled her against his chest as he walked past the ramp and took her immediately to the medical office where he knew the doc would be.

Dean stalked to the outside of the ring where he could see Dolph leaning against the barricade after Cena had rammed him kidney and back first into it. "Well if it isn't little Dolph Ziggler…" Dean smirked as he continued to stalk toward the blonde show-off in question. His blue/great eyes watched as Dolph pushed off the barricade and stood as he tried to move away. Dean grabbed a beautiful handful of those blonde locks before he slammed his head down and watched it bounce off the ring apron. He smirked as he grabbed him and slammed his finishing move on him as he stood up and spit on him. "What do you think of that you son of a bitch?"

Dean cracked his neck right to left before a sick smirk adorned his lips. He walked over and grabbed the girl's contract. Roman and Seth were right. She didn't belong with those assholes. She belonged with the Shield and not just because they were turning into the most dominate force in the business; but because they knew how to treat a lady and they would protect her from the other assholes in the back who wanted to hurt her.

Roman crouched in the corner as he watched as Cena talked some trash to Dolph, he turned around and started to walk around the outside of the ring to get back to the back and out of nowhere Roman speared him so hard they both flew through the air and landed on the announcers table. As Roman stood up over Cena's body and lowered himself down to a squat over the Ex-champ and slapped his face a few times. "Maybe next time you don't run your mouth and you learn how to treat a lady. That was just a small lesson of Justice from the Shield Cena; let me know if you need a bigger lesson next time." He snarled as he too spit on John Cena before he hopped off the announcers table before disappearing into the back with Jon.

Dean headed to the locker room and Roman found Seth sitting on an equipment trunk; his tactical vest was off next to him and he had his head in his hands. "What's wrong bro?" Roman asked as the other two Shield members began pulled their vests off as well.

Seth shook his head. "She's got a concussion and Doc is trying to figure out what grade it is; she woke up and started puking. Apparently that idiot shoved her into the ring post harder that any of us thought."

Roman nodded. "Okay well clearly she's going to be a few minutes. Let's go get showered up and well come back for her. Her contract states whoever holds it that's who she rooms with. It keeps everything professional."

Seth wasn't stupid by any means. Ever since they had been in the company they'd both had a thing for John Cena's assistant. It was apparent when he showed up a couple a times a month down at the WWE's developmental company FCW which had recently been changed to NXT. She was with him every time and it was where they had both first laid eyes on the caramel hair colored beauty. Her aqua eyes held them captivated as she asked them a few questions like how they'd gotten into the business and how they were enjoying the training side of WWE since they both had different back grounds. Seth had come up in the Indy's and Roman had started in the NFL first and then after a few years moved to FCW.

Roman's father was Sika from The Wild Samoans back in the day. The Wild Samoans were a tag team of Sika and his brother Afa. Roman had a lot of expectations riding on his shoulders that he forced himself to live up to when it came to the WWE. He wouldn't let his father down.

Dean looked up as Roman and Seth walked into the Shield's locker room. "How is she?" He asked genuinely concerned for her. He just wasn't any good with emotional females. His past was a rocky one and not many people knew about it, but his two stable mates who he considered brothers knew it all and knew why he separated himself from them every once in a while. Jon like everyone else had his good day and his bad; sometimes he had terribly fucked up days. But Seth and Roman both knew the signs to look for.

Seth shook his head as he grabbed his bag. "She's got a concussion but Doc hasn't figured out what grade it is." He stated before he disappeared into the shower room.

Dean's eyes went to Roman who shook his head. "It doesn't sound good; she came out of unconsciousness and was throwing up. He's worried about her because he'd liked her for so long."

Dean nodded. "Yea, but how do you feel big man? I know you've liked her just as long."

Roman sighed heavily. "I don't know how to feel right now. I am worried about her, but for right now I just want to wait and see what the Doc has to say." Roman shrugged. "Seth is a little more heart on his sleeve; don't get me wrong I'm pissed the fuck off that Cena let her get hurt. I wanted to spear him into next week."

Dean nodded in full understanding. "Have you two talked about what you're going to tell her? I mean is only one of you going to date her or both at once; because you need to remember she's been with the company a couple of years and she does have a reputation to uphold. So you two need to get on the same page and then make sure you talk to her about things, because you can't spring shit like that on people."

Roman nodded. "We haven't really discussed anything yet. We both know we've got feelings for her, but we have to figure out how she feels about us since she was flirting with both of us." He sighed heavily as he scrubbed a hand down his face.

Roman watched as the shower room door opened and Seth stepped out in his normal black skinny jeans, sneakers, and a red t-shirt with some kind of design splashed across the chest. He parted his hair where the blonde met the black and combed it back and put it in a bun at the base of his skull.

Roman chuckled. "I still don't have any idea how you decided to dye only a quarter of your hair blonde and left the rest black."

Seth nodded as he pulled his all black baseball cap down and pulled it to the side slightly. "You watch it will catch on big me. Then I'm dyeing a quarter of your hair blonde. I may make you look like a Samoan skunk and put one nice blonde strip right down the middle of that big head of yours."

Roman shook his index finger at once of his best friends. "Don't even think about coming near me with that shit. I will stick that dye application brush right up your ass man."

Dean shook his head. "I'll be down in catering boys. Text me when you're on your way to get our assistant."

Roman chuckled as he grabbed his bag before turning to go to the shower room. Roman stopped and looked back at Seth. "If you want to go down and check on her you can. I know you're worried about her."

Seth thought better of it as he shook his head.

"Nah bro, I can wait for you."