Author Note: I'm sorry this took so long to come out. There was so many ideas I had swirling around and I hope that I chose the right ones. I've also got some ideas for a new story; but I don't want to start it until I finish this one. I hope you all like it and as always let me know what you think.

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Chapter 39: Drafting Engagment

Savannah

I sat nervously backstage as Stephanie McMahon and Mic Foley stood at the podium in preparation to make their first pick in the draft. After spending two days in bed with the flu, I realized just how important this day to all of us. It could give us all new opportunities within the company. To change our paths; but it didn't ease the doubt I had about being able to stay on the same show as Seth.

He stayed by my side the entire time I was sick. He took care of me and in those moments...I knew he was the one person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I just knew it. The feeling of his warm hand came across the back of my hand, brushing his thumb across the sensitive flesh of my knuckles.

Looking up from our hands, I could see his comforting smile. Stephanie welcomed everyone to Raw and allowed Mic to speak a few words before getting right down to business, in the form of announcing the first pick ever and of course, taunting her brother Shane and the GM of Smackdown Live, Daniel Bryan. "Seth Rollins!" Stephanie's voice boomed.

My eyes widened a little upon hearing his name being called first. There was so many others she could have picked; but she had chosen him, which meant that our odds were completely against us. Stephanie hated me and the only reason I still had a job right now was because of her husband.

Seth squeezed my hand a little tighter. He had to of known where my was mind going at this point. Another name was chosen, former NXT Champion Finn Bálor. He was someone that trained Becky before coming to the WWE. I never met him before; but both Becky and Bayley spoke highly of him. The final name announced for Raw the Women's Champion, Charlotte. No surprise there either.

My mind went to a million different directions all at once. I looked up from the floor once more to catch a glimpse of Dean standing against the wall. The WWE World Heavyweight Championship was hung over his shoulder. As Shane was speaking, I had the feeling Dean would be the one to be chosen and I had been right. His name come across loud and proud. Their final pick for the first round was AJ Styles. He definitely was a talent like no other. He was nice to me backstage; but I really didn't know anything about him.

"Are you okay?" Seth asked me as we walked the hall for a few minutes before the second round started.

"Yeah..." I answered.

He raised an eyebrow at me, which clearly meant he didn't believe me at all. His hand tugged at me, halting me from stepping any further. I turned around to face him. There was a swirl of emotion I had never seen before coming from his eyes. Curious, I took a step closer to him. "Seth...I'm sorry...I just..."

"You don't need to explain. I understand completely. You're scared about what will happen if we are separated; but I think I've told you on more than one occasion that it won't even matter."

"I know you have. I just haven't been able to shake this feeling. I'm not perfect...never have been. I'm not as well liked as you are here."

"Do you really think that matters to me? Because it doesn't. You matter to me and that's it."

He dipped his face in to meet mine, his warm breath caressed my lips before capturing them. His kiss was gentle, full of passion and one that I loved so much. He cradled that side of my face, running his fingers through my hair. "Hey lovebirds, second round is starting." Dean's voice interrupted and Seth broke the kiss, only to smile in the most sheepishly way he could muster up.

Sitting back down in the locker-room, I stared up at the screen. Stared at Stephanie and Mic, who held all the cards for me at this point in time. Surprisingly enough, they had chosen Roman. Considering how angry Vince had been when it came to his suspension, I was indeed shocked to see that he would grace the flagship show. The New Day as a unit were also chosen, along with Sasha Banks.

Slouching in my chair, I ran a hand through my long hair. It was now Smackdown Live's turn to pick. John Cena had been their first one of the second round. Daniel spoke of how Raw stated their lack of Women's competitors. "As our first woman to grace Smackdown Live...we choose Becky Lynch!" Daniel announced.

"Oh my god..." I whispered under my breath.

She was probably sitting at home right now, no doubt upset that she had been separated from Roman and Sasha. When Seth asked me to walk again, I refused. Round Three would start soon enough and there was already plenty to deal with and I hadn't even been chosen for a brand yet. My phone vibrated in the pocket of my jeans. I knew who it was without even looking at it. "Well that wasn't what I had expected..." Becky's message read.

"I know...I'm sorry that you aren't with Roman."

"It's fine. We will find a way."

I loved how optimistic she was and to be honest, I wanted to feel that same optimism. For some reason, I just couldn't. When Seth returned, he held a bottle of water out for me to take. My hand wrapped around the bottle in the process of giving him a half-assed smile. As round three made it's presence felt. I once again was not named.

The rounds continued to pass me by until there was only one left to be televised then there was a show on the network for the rest of the draft. My nails dug into my thigh, right through the material of my jeans. I could tell Seth was watching me closely, the feeling of eyes on me was overwhelming. Round Six was also nothing. My name was called by neither brand, which made me think that no one wanted me at all.

I stood up from the seat and began to walk out into the hallway. There were several stars talking about what was to come. Shying away from the conversations, I continued on towards Seth's personal locker-room. My lime-green bag was sitting neatly on the floor. Reaching for the handle, I heard the door open. "Savannah..." Seth's voice washed over me, sending the warm shiver up my body.

"Don't...I can see what's happening here. No one wants me on their brand. I was stupid enough to think that I could actually go somewhere."

A sigh escaped his lips before coming closer to me. I froze, unable to move away. There was pity on his face and I didn't want that at all. I didn't want pity from anyone, especially him. His touch was something I craved and the second his fingers touched the skin of my face, I melted into him. Burying my face into his chest as he held onto me.

His scent was beyond comforting and just what I needed in that moment. "I understand how you're feeling and to be honest, I don't know why no one has chosen you yet. There is so much talent in you that that yet to be expressed."

"You are too sweet..."

"Oh really? Sweet enough to marry?"

I froze once again with my eyes wide. Stepping out of his arms, I looked at him dead in the eye. There was a difference in his appearance that stunned me. I could see that he was dead serious with his words. It was then that I saw him take another step back and reach into the side pocket of his bag. When he pulled his hand back out there was a small black box cuddled neatly in his palm. My stomach tightened almost immediately. "Wha...what is that?" I asked nervously.

"You know...I had this whole thing planned out; but as it turned out...none of what I had planned would have been good enough. I see how upset you are right now and see how unworthy you feel. Savannah, you are far from unworthy."

"Seth..."

He knelt on one knee in front of me. This was crazy, wasn't it. We've only been seeing each other for a couple of months. I knew months ago he was going to be the one, right when he first kissed me back in South Carolina. He had been the one to change everything for me. "Savannah, I love you. I've loved you for so long that it felt only natural when we made things official between us. There is nothing more I want to do than to give you the world. Give you everything you deserve. Give me the honor of being my wife..."

Tears creased the curve of my lashes. I allowed them to fall and trickle down my cheeks. They weren't tears of sadness by any means. They were tears of joy, because he was the one person that made me beyond happy. He took my left hand and then opened the box to reveal the contents. A beautiful three stone ring with a single clear diamond in the center and two blue diamonds on either side. "Yes...Seth...I will marry you."

"There's my princess..."

He pulled the ring from the box and slipped it onto my finger. I stared at it for a moment, realizing that all of this was very real. It was happening right in front of me. Another second passed by, allowing Seth to stand back up to really face me directly. Without hesitation, I pressed my mouth against his. How could I not be happy with this situation? He had chosen me to spend the rest of his life with.

"Savannah!" Sasha called from outside the door.

Seth broke the kiss and headed straight for the door, turning the handle slightly. Sasha stood with a big smile across her face and it only got bigger when she caught sight of the ring on my finger. "Seth...did you..." She couldn't even finish the sentence before he answered for her.

"What's up?" I asked stepping out around Seth.

"You were drafted to Raw. You were the first pick when we went off the air." Sasha answered.

Looking at Seth, he smiled and took my hand. Lacing his fingers through mine and giving my hand a squeeze, before kissing my temple. It was weird because my opponent at Battleground was the second woman to be drafted to Smackdown Live. It was a superior brand battle for us and I was determined to prove myself to the entire Raw Women's roster than I wasn't someone to underestimate. "Are you okay?" Sasha asked softly.

"I'm perfect..."

When Sunday finally did come, every single one of us was on edge. Roman actually congratulated me on my engagement to Seth; but paid little attention to it. There was a lot on his mind and rightfully so. Adrian was to show up and meet him face to face at some point. I would assume it was going to be after the show ended; but who really knew.

The others fussed over the ring. Amelia hung close to me, refusing to leave me alone at all. That was until my match with Natalya was going to take place. After that, I had no doubt she was going to be right back up my ass. I stood behind the curtain waiting for my music to start playing. The blue of my outfit sparkled against the lighting and would continue to do so even when I stepped out onto the large stage.

I turned for a moment to look at the small screen to see Natalya get into the ring and raise her arms up in her heel fashion. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see someone looking at me. Turning the rest of the way, my eyes met those of Adrian Devox's. His smug smile annoyed me and I wanted to speak my mind about how insane he was and wanted to tell him that he wasn't going to get away with whatever he had planned for Roman; but the words never came out. I was frozen to do anything.

"I think your music is playing, angel." He said softly.

I sneered at him in disgust; however, I had to do my job. Backing away, I turned to step through the curtain and out onto the stage. The fans cheered for me, they even had a small 'Sav' chant going once I got into the ring. Unfortunately, my mind kept going back to Adrian. Smiling big, I kept walking until I rolled into the ring to stand inches away from my adversary both inside the ring and outside of it. She hated me, though I never understood why.

"The following contest is a Women's division match scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Calgary Alberta Canada...Natalya."

The crowd showed their distaste for her recent actions. Booing her completely, only seemed to anger her even further. I slightly smiled at the notion, trying to forget about Adrian. "And from Silver Springs, Maryland...Savannah Kelly." At this point, the crowd turned over to cheering and in returned angered Natalya even further.

I stared at her for a moment, blocking everything else out to focus on what needed to be done out here. The bell rung and in a split second, we locked up in the center of the ring. Neither gaining the advantage so we separated only to come at each other once again. "You won't beat me." She stated loud enough the camera's caught it.

"Watch me." I retorted and locked up with her a third time.

Author Note: I apologize for the cliff hanger. The final chapter is coming your way soon, promise.