A/N So, as promised, here's Chapter 2. This chapter was mainly just written as an excuse to give Luna a bit of a backstory. This chapter is just Luna getting to know the Seth, Dean and Roman and vice versa. To the reviewer that asked if Roman and Dean can date Bayley and Sasha Banks, thanks for the idea and I'm going to start introducing it in a couple chapters' time. I'm open to suggestions so if anyone has any other ideas or feedback, just leave a review. Thanks for reading, and enjoy!

After the taping had been completed and the talent were dismissed, Luna had jumped back into her car, heading home. Showered and dressed within half an hour, she completed her makeup- going for a natural look- and quickly brushed any knots out of her hair. Taking a glance in the mirror, she was happy with the black jean shorts and loose fitting white Guns N' Roses tank-top and a simple pair of running shoes that she wore to the gym. Grabbing her handbag and putting her phone and purse into it, she locked the door before placing them also in the bag, setting off to the bar that they had chosen.

Having chosen to walk rather than call a cab, she arrived later than the guys, but not by much, them having appeared to have just finished their first drinks.

"Hey, guys." she said, announcing her presence to her teammates, as she shrugged off her leather jacket and chucking it over the back of the only empty chair at the table.

"Hey, Luna." replied Dean and Roman. Seth, however, said nothing, appearing mesmerised by her appearance, causing Luna to suddenly feel quite self-conscious about how much skin that her outfit was showing.

"I'm going to grab a drink, you guys wanting anything?" she asked, getting beers in response from the Samoan and Cincinnati native. Seth, once again, didn't say anything as he continued to stare at the only female member of the team. "Seth?" she asked, snapping the two-toned NXT Champion out of his haze.

"Uh? What? Oh, right. Yeah, I'll get another beer as well, please." he said, finally, before she walked towards the bar to get the round of drinks.

"Really, dude?" Dean spoke as soon as she was out of earshot. "We're teaming with her now, you've got to get used to seeing her in minimal clothing. You can't get distracted by her like that when you're in the ring."

"Dean's right, man." Roman added "It was obvious that you were eyeing her up there. She looked a bit uncomfortable with it, to be honest. If you want to be with her like that, you need to just ask her out- it's obvious she likes you. If not, then you should probably back off with the eye fucking. We don't need her to be awkward around us if this is going to work."

Over at the bar, Luna had just ordered the four beers and looked over at her table. The way that Dean and Roman kept looking over in her direction whilst talking to Seth, it looked as though they were talking about her.

"Hey, baby, how much do you charge?" some guy walked over and asked, clearly highly intoxicated.

"Excuse me?" Luna asked, the offence she felt evident in her voice.

"You heard me. How much?"

"I'm not a fucking prostitute. So, you can fuck right off."

"Come on, all I want is a quick shot." he responded, wrapping his arm around her.

She shrugged it off, before looking over at the table with the other members of The Shield sitting at it. She noticed Seth looking over in her direction and tried to put a sense of urgency into her eyes when she made eye contact with him. Getting the hint, Seth grabbed Dean and Roman before heading over in her direction- the other two in pursuit.

"Is there an issue here?" Seth asked, his voice ripe with anger.

"No, man. Just this girl here won't let me have a turn." the man said to Seth before noticing Dean and Roman there as well. Turning back to Luna, he said "Darling, come on, there's a line now so hu- "

He didn't get to finish his sentence, before he was suddenly spun round and punched, hard, in the face by Seth. "Now, get the fuck out of here before I do worse." he said, coldly. Not a hint of the man that Luna thought him to be in the tone of voice used.

Clearly intimidated by the threat, the stranger promptly left the bar, causing all four Superstars to relax. "You alright?" Seth asked softly, evidently concerned about his female teammate.

"Yeah, thanks guys."

"Hey, don't thank us." Roman said "Seth here did all the work."

"Yeah, well, thank you Seth." she said, embarrassed by the whole ordeal. "You guys go sit down, I'll be back with the drinks in a second."

"You sure?" Dean asked. Showing a rare moment of compassion,

"You two go on ahead, I'll stick with her till we've got them." Seth said, causing Luna to look at him slightly shocked whilst Dean and Roman gave him a knowing smirk before heading back to the table. Leaving Seth and Luna alone.

"Seriously, though. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't come to my rescue there, Thanks."

"It really was no problem. We're a team, we look out for each other. And besides, I can't let anyone piss you off big time while I try and build myself up to ask you out." His mouth snapped shut after the last sentence, as if he hadn't meant to say it and it had just slipped out.

She laughed, nervously, blushing at his slip up. Just as he began to open his mouth again, perhaps to retract the statement or to ask her out properly she interrupted him, saying "Yeah, sure."

"Wait, what?" he did a double take "Seriously?"

"Yeah, sure. Why not? What's the worst that could happen?"

"Um, ok then. Wanna grab dinner tomorrow, then?"

"Yeah, I'd like that." She smiled at him, trying to maintain a certain level of calmness despite the girlish excited scream that threatened to come out of her mouth for the second time that day. Before he could say anything else, the bartender came back with a tray four full glasses of beer sitting on it. She thanked him before picking up the tray and heading back to the table, handing out he beers upon her arrival.

"So, Luna," Roman spoke "how did you get into wrestling? What's your story so to speak?"

"Well, my Dad was a big fan of wrestling before he passed and I remember when I was eight, about a fortnight before my ninth birthday, he was watching WrestleMania XIII. And there was the match between Austin and Bret where they did the double turn.

And I remember looking up from whatever toys I was playing with and seeing Stone Cold in the Sharpshooter practically drowning in his own blood and I was absolutely hooked.

I felt so much compassion for Austin, refusing to tap despite the obvious pain he was in and I absolutely hated Bret. I was asking my Dad why he was being so horrible, continuing to attack him after the bell. And after that I just became obsessed with wrestling, there was something about it that I couldn't quite put my finger on, still can't that just made me fall in love with it. I have literally watched every episode of Raw since 1997.

"So, when did you start training?" Dean asked, clearly making an effort to make her feel as comfortable as possible with the group.

"I started back in 2003. So, I was what fifteen? Yeah, fifteen- they thought I was seventeen though…" she said, pulling a mocking worried face.

"So, you've been wrestling for nine years already? No wonder you're so good in the ring." Seth commented, causing Luna to blush. "Who trained you?"

"I went to a school run by MCW back in Maryland. It was probably about an hour's drive from my house. This was the same school that trained the Hardy's and Lita, so I got to work with her a bit while she was doing the rehab from the neck injury."

"Wow, that's pretty cool. Getting to train with Lita." Seth said.

"Yeah, if it wasn't for her, I don't think I'd be as much of an aerialist as I am. So, I have a lot to thank her for…" she trailed off, not wanting to be appearing to brag about her friendship with someone who was undoubtedly a future Hall of Famer.

"So, how was it that you ended up wrestling this dork?" Dean asked with a smirk

"So, back in December of 2003, MCW was bought over by Ring of Honor. By this time, I'd been wrestling for about six-seven months. So, I was actually quite lucky that they'd kept me on. Over the next few years, I stayed in Maryland, training and working matches in that area. Never venturing out of state because, obviously, I was still underage. But when MCW was re-established in 2006, I think it was, I was eighteen, so I decided I wanted to travel. So I then signed a new deal with ROH and started working full time for them."

"Then, of course, I show up there in 2007, and start working with a few of the guys before I ended up in a feud with some guy, can't remember his name now…" Seth trailed

"Oh fuck, what was he called?" Luna questioned "But, anyway, I was in a romance angle with this guy, with the story being that Seth wanted me but I would refuse his advances, sticking with the guy who was my boyfriend in storyline. And one week, I show up at the arena and look at the match card and it says 'Luna Williams vs. Tyler Black' and I'm just like, 'oh'."

"But of course, this is the one time my car breaks down." Seth laughs "So, I'm late to the arena, arriving about twenty minutes before the match started. So, we go out there with very little of a plan, and put on this match that felt like an absolute car wreck at the time, but looking back on it, it's probably one of the best matches I've ever had."

"Really?" Luna questioned "I never watched it back, I always just assumed it looked as bad as it felt. But if it's that good, I should probably watch it at some point."

The conversation continued like that over the next few hours. With the four of them sitting listening to the others hilarious stories of their early days and just getting to know each other a lot better than they did at the start of the night. And of course, drinking a lot more than they probably should have. By the time that they had to go home, they were all completely drunk, although Roman, evidently the most sensible of the group, had been sober enough to call a cab to take them all to their respective apartments.

When the first of the cabs arrived, Luna gave Dean and Roman each a hug, before tip toeing up and giving Seth a kiss on the cheek. "Call me tomorrow, and we'll arrange something, alright?"

Seth simply nodded in response, a mix of alcohol and surprise over the kiss making it impossible for him to string a sentence together. "Night, guys!" Luna shouted before getting into the cab and giving the driver her address.

"Call you tomorrow? What was that about?" Dean questioned

"Well, let's just say that Luna and I are going out for dinner tomorrow."

"Damn, dude. You work fast, don't you." Roman laughed

A/N So, that was chapter 2. I hope you enjoyed it and don't forget to leave a review. Sorry if this chapter got a bit boring, I wanted to establish Luna's backstory a bit as well as get things moving between her and Seth. The next chapter will be the date and will be uploaded at some point over the next few days- Monday at the latest.

Anyway, thanks for reading- and see you next time!