Chapter 2:

*Stephanie's POV*

Sunday afternoon is the time that my husband and I finally arrived to the hotel of Monday Night Raw's current location. Nothing was heard from Willow since the phone call I had with her and I'm not sure if I'm able to see or hear from her again.

"Why did you hired her if there's flaws about her?" Hunter asked me when we bring in our luggage into the hotel.

"Because she has a great mind that is perfect for the company," I simply answered. "But I'm sure after working for a little big, she will improve her flaws."

Just as we got to our floor, my eye sees a familiar figure by the ice maker machine at its corner. Willow's there, but she's wearing the same thing that she wore for the interview with wrinkles and a couple of mud stains.

"Hey Willow!" she calls for her.

She gets startled by my voice and looks over to me and Hunter.

"Oh hi Ms. McMahon," she greets me with a normal voice and smile. "I'm sorry I wasn't about to contact you."

"It's alright Willow," I assured her. "How is your throat?"

"My throat?" she sounds genuinely confused, but quickly remembers. "Oh yea, my throat is better now."

'Weird,' I thought to myself. "Oh Willow, this is my husband Paul aka Hunter," I introduced him with a smile. "Paul this is Willow my new assistant.'

"Nice to meet you," Hunter smiles, offering his to her.

"Likewise," she smiles back, accepting his hand. "May I call you Hunter?"

"Of course you can."

"I'll be needing you in the morning," I said to her. "Can you meet me at the hotel's conference room at say eight o'clock?"

"Okay, I'll be there," Willow smiles.

"Have a nice night Willow," I smiled back.

"Yea….you too," she says unsure of what to say, walking away with a bucket of ice.

"Weird," I thought to myself. "Oh Willow, this is my husband Paul aka Hunter," I said with a smile. "Paul this is Willow my assistant."

"Nice to meet you," Hunter smiles, offering his hand to her.

"Likewise," she smiles back, accepting his hand. "May I call you Hunter?"

"Of course you can."

"I'll be needing you in the morning," I said to her.

"Usual time meet at the hotel's conference room?" she suggests.

"Sounds good, have a nice night Willow," I smiled.

"Yea…..you too," she says unsure of what to say, walking away with a bucket of ice.

"Is she alright?" Hunter asked as we head towards our room.

"Actually I don't know," I admitted, very concerned for her.

*Next Morning*

*Willow's POV*

I made it out of my room to the hotel's conference room. The usual clothing and messy are on their rightful areas. Hopefully, the perfume covers the smell and the lack of makeup covers both black eyes. Everything I need are in my arms as I head there. Both Stephanie and Hunter aren't the ones to should know what's really going on.

"You're early Willow," Stephanie says when I arrived with coffee for the three of us. "And the perfume is a little much," she comments which her husband agrees.

"Sorry about that I accidently drop the perfume bottle on my sleeve last night," I lied, making another excuse. "Anyways, what do we need to work on?" I smiled, sitting down on one of the chairs.

Work for me is basically making a strict schedule for Stephanie and answering calls for last minute things. Anything new I must report to her. Okay, that's simple to do. Also they are willing to make sure that I have a ride to go to the arena which I can save up money on important things.

My first Monday Night Raw as her assistant actually went well. I get to see the show backstage like I will for Smackdown. There's going to be some screen time for me in the future, but as of right now it is just mainly being backstage. Occasionally, I will inform the superstars and divas of who I am and what their schedule is going to be like for event. They're actually really nice to me and no one says about the little details which I am thankful for.

I really love this job and to the point I didn't realize it is time to go when the show is over. That makes me dread.

"Have a nice night Willow," Ms. McMahon smiles to me.

"Yea….you too," I said back before leaving to my ride back to the hotel.

I could have sworn that I feel concern behind me.

Knowing Stephanie, she has limousines for my rides throughout the travels without using planes.

"Ms. Ramsey?" the limo driver asked me with a smile and opening the door for me.

"Yes, thank you," I smiled back, entering in.

He closes the door and we are off. The closer to the hotel, the more I feel either numb or nervous. Just another usual routine for myself ever since I can remember.

I thanked him before I walk towards to the hotel room. Each step feels as if time slows down. Fear soon to build up inside. My hand turns the knobe and prepared to hear the familiar scary voice to say, "You're late."

*Next Monday Night Raw*

The arena locations has showers that is used for anyone in the roster so I can secretly take my shower there. So, I managed to get showered and dolled up by the makeup and hair team, which I paid them to keep quiet in fear of what will happen to them and myself. They understood, but they are concern. Still the dirty clothing is on my body with new perfume that one of them says might help.

Smackdown is scheduled for it to be an amazing show, but since I am Stephanie's assistant, I have to be there early before she arrives. Usual work for me in her office when I received a call on my work phone.

"Hello Stephanie McMahon's office," I answered it.

"Hey Willow, it's me."

"Oh hey Ms. McMahon," I smiled. "Are you on your way here?"

"Yes I am with my father," my eye widen, "and we just have enough time for getting some dinner." The mention of dinner makes my stomach growl. "What do you like to eat for dinner?"

"But do we have catering to provide us food?"

"Yes, but I want to make this special for your second Raw with us."

"What food do you have in mind?" I asked.

Stephanie tells me and so I ordered some food and a drink. Which she assures that it's okay for her to get dinner for me.

Tonight's Raw will have Vince McMahon present an award for Stephanie which I am a little nervous because this is my first television appearance. Thankfully, I managed to clean my clothes earlier today so it wouldn't be so unprofessional on the screen.

"Thank you Ms. McMahon," I smiled to her when she gives me my food.

"You're welcome Willow," she smiles back. "Hey Willow?" she asked when we settled down.

"Yes Ms. McMahon?" I look up to her.

"Why are you so quiet?"

I was caught off guard of her question. "Umm I guess that's how I always been ever since I can remember," I answered with a truth, hiding my real reasoning.

She leaves it be.

After eating dinner, we get ready for the award for her. I will coming out for my first television appearance as of course her assistant. Knowing her on screen, she wants me to have a clipboard with the schedule and doing some paperwork. You know, the assistant like feel, but this time I will be holding her acceptance.

"Do I look okay?" she asked me when we are at the curtain.

"You look amazing Ms. McMahon," I smiled. "Do I look okay?"

"You look amazing as well," she smiles softly.

My clothing is descent, but that's all I have.

"...Stephanie McMahon!" Vince announces for the chosen one to have the Vincent J. McMahon award.

Her music plays when the fans booed at her. Doesn't surprise me.

Stephanie and I walk out as I hold her black binder. Everyone kind of figured that I am her assistant base on what I am seeing on the corners of my eyes. She's emotional that she's getting the greatest award for her. I help her into the ring by opening the ropes for her before entering as well on the lower ropes. My presence isn't as important as Stephanie and her father, so I smiled to her by giving her acceptance before standing closer to a corner of the ring.

A microphone is in her hand and she opens the binder to do her speech when something crazy happened. Music of 'Here Comes the Money' plays throughout the building, shocking everyone. Including myself, Stephanie, and Vince. My hands flew over my mouth when Shane comes out dancing around the stage. Stephanie looks at me with her shock look, asking me if I knew about this. I shook my head for a no.

Shane McMahon, my childhood crush, is here! His dark eyes meets with mine. Darkness surrounds us when he walks closer to the ring. Not once he breaks the eye contact and I didn't either, but Mr. McMahon did it for us.

He offers his arms out for a hug for his son, but Shane told him no. The fans chant 'Shane O' Mac'. Mr. McMahon offers a handshake and again Shane refuses to do so. Shane looks over his father's and sister's shoulders to look at me again! My pale cheeks heats up a little for a blush.

Stephanie sees this and steps in front of us, breaking the eye contact again by glaring at her brother and a hand on her hip.

"You know," Shane speaks to their father, "you just had to do it. This is the straw that broke the camel's back and that's why I'm back here. The Vincent J. McMahon's legacy for excellence award," he refers to the award.

I wanted to hear more of what he had to say, but Stephanie uses her mic to speak to me. "Willow," she turns to me, making me look up to her. "Will you please leave us be with the WWE universe?"

My head nods because this is not my field to do so. This is situation is between the McMahon family and the WWE universe. So I walk towards the ropes that is closer to the entrance, but Shane beats me to it.

He smiles, offering to open the ropes for me on the bottom. A blushing smile appears on my face as I accepted it. I didn't know why I am blushing all the way towards backstage.

My heart is racing like crazy, my face heats up. I actually feel butterflies in my stomach for the first time in such a long time.

Okay, focus Willow.

The screen in Stephanie's office shows me what's going on in the family. She is not happy and all know what happens when she's not happy. Oh boy, there's a lot of family drama here.

"I want control….of Monday Night Raw," Shane's words made the fans cheer.

I am surprised to hear that, but not as surprised as when Mr. McMahon announces that Shane will be in a Hell in a Cell Match with the Undertaker at Wrestlemania.