A/N: An earlier update than originally planned, but I figured you all would like to know how that interaction between Quinn and Jon went! Thank you for the reviews as well - I love receiving them!

Chapter Three: Anger

Present - Cleveland, OH

Quinn walked into the building carrying her backpack. She followed the directions given to go straight to the photo shoot, where she could also dress and get her hair and makeup done. Quinn kept her head down, not wanting to accidentally spot a blue eyed someone.

The way he had shoved her keys at her and stormed off the other night had smashed her heart to pieces. She honestly didn't blame him and had told Hanna that as she cried over the phone. However, seeing the anger and hatred in his eyes made her almost regret her decision to shut everyone out and leave.

"Ah, Quinn Gallagher – right?" greeted a woman dressed in a formal suit.

"Yes," nodded Quinn.

"Right, just so you know, from now on I will refer to you using your ring name. So, the dressing rooms are to your left and hair and make up to your right. Your photo shoot is just after Dean Ambrose's."

Quinn nodded, allowing no emotion to show on her face as she headed to the dressing room. She set her bag down and unzipped it. She first pulled out her tight fitting, midriff bearing red stop with thick singlet straps and a black zipper that did up at the front. Once Quinn had it on and sitting right she pulled on the black shorts. They were made from a material that made them look like they were leather, however they were more comfortable and easier to move in. The shorts had two fake pockets at the front with zippers. Finally, Quinn pulled on her red and black high tops. She turned and looked in the mirror and nodded at how she looked. She headed over to the hair and makeup ladies, who greeted her warmly.

"Renee!" came a greeting from Kat, the woman who was currently applying Quinn's make up, "Good to see you, hun."

"You too. Oh hey, I heard rumours of a new superstar," said Renee noticing, Quinn and giving her a warm smile, "I'm Renee."

"Quinn," replied Quinn, shaking Renee's offered hand.

"So, joining Smackdown, huh? Nervous?"

"A bit," admitted Quinn as she closed her eyes for the red eyeshadow with black eyeliner.

"The women are all lovely. If you need support Natalya is your woman. She's a veteran and will show you the ropes in no time. Nikki will help you out as well if you need it. I can really only introduce you to people as I'm a commentator and not an in ring performer."

"Thanks."

"So," said Kat, "A zig zag part and two buns on either side, right?"

Quinn gave a nod and Kat set to work.

"How's Jon, Renee?"

Quinn glanced over at Renee, who had her eyes closed as she got her makeup done.

"Mmm, he's been a bit… closed off lately," said Renee, confusion evident in her voice, "I've asked him a few times if he is okay and he tells me he's fine but I just know something is really bugging him."

"I'm sure he will open up soon."

"I guess so."

"Alright, Quinn – you're all set to go."

"Thanks," said Quinn with a smile as she took in her reflection.

Quinn walked over to the photo shoot section. She nodded to the woman who noted Quinn's arrival and stood to the side to keep out of Jon's line of sight. She didn't want to see that anger and hatred in his eyes again, especially if it was aimed directly at her.

"Alright Dean. We got everything we need," said the photographer, "Denise can show you the proofs… next is… Harley!"

Quinn stepped forward and avoided looking at Jon as she walked over to the photography set up.

"Hey Harley. I'm Cope, the photographer. You've met Denise… so it says here they need stock photo's, poster images, screen shots. So, tell me about your character."

Quinn nodded, hating that she could feel Jon's eyes on her, "Well, Harley has a bit of a messed up background. She's tough and faces adversity head on, but she's not completely right upstairs. Whenever she is asked how she feels her answer is always 'pretty crazy', because that's Harley. Pretty crazy."

Cope nodded, "Interesting. Well, let's bring Harley alive with some images."

Quinn smiled and her and Cope got started with the stock images – simple poses – before moving on to the more fun ones where Quinn utilised props for Harley – baseball bats, crouching on a chair, laughing manically and jumping off a box.

"This isn't your first rodeo, is it?" asked Cope as he passed Quinn a bottle of water.

Quinn took the water bottle and shot a glance at Jon to see him talking with Renee. Quinn looked back at Cope and smiled, "No, it's not."

30th January 2012 – Tampa, Florida

"So," said Saraya as she applied her mascara, "How's Jon?"

Quinn put the cap back on her lipstick and glanced over at her best friend, "You just saw him."

Saraya sighed and turned to face Quinn, "You know what I mean."

Quinn zipped her make up bag shut and looked Saraya, "Honestly, I haven't spoken to him a lot since… New Year's."

"I feel like such an idiot! Colby hasn't stopped nagging me about killing that moment. Now you two are back to dancing around your feelings and shit."

Quinn shrugged as she fixed her hair, "It's probably for the best. I mean, who knows when we will get the call up to the main roster? Relationships when on the road as virtually impossible."

"I think you should just walk up to him and lay one on him. He'll either reciprocate and rip your top off, or he will refuse – which I highly doubt since he looks at you with sex eyes all the time."

Quinn felt her cheeks flush red and she threw her hairclip at Saraya, who simply laughed.

"Ladies, let's go!" came a yell at the door from one of the assistants, "The photographer is ready."

Quinn took another quick glance at her reflection before hurrying out and heading over to where the photographer was set up.

"Ooh, there's Jon," teased Saraya, nudging Quinn in the side.

Quinn nudged Saraya back but said nothing. She waited as other women were called forward for their photos. Quinn eventually leaned against the wall and checked the tape around her wrists, looking up when a shadow blocked her light.

"Hey," said Jon softly.

"Hi. How… how are you?"

Jon shrugged, "Not really living up to my new year's resolution."

"Oh? You've been holding back on how you feel about some things?"

Jon grinned and glanced around him and Quinn taking a hold of her hand, "Come wit-"

"Quinn! You're up!" came a yell.

Quinn looked at Jon apologetically and squeezed his hand, "Soon."

Present – San Jose, CA

This was it. Today was the day Quinn would make her televised debut on Smackdown. She arrived at the stadium, directly from the airport after flying for seven odd hours, with a stopover in Phoenix. Quinn was greeted by Shane and Bryan Danielson, with both giving her a rundown of the night's events and when she was to be ready to go on – her debut would take place directly before the main event match of Dean Ambrose versing The Miz.

Once everything was explained, Quinn was directed to the women's locker room and headed to get her gear put away so she could grab a bite to eat before needing to get ready.

Quinn pushed the women's locker door open and the talking inside came to a stop.

"Err, hi," said Quinn feeling a bit awkward, "Umm, I'm-"

"Quinn?" came a surprised voice, "Quinn Gallagher?"

Quinn looked up to spot Trinity looking at her in surprise, "Hi Trinity."

"Girl, get in here!" cried Trinity rushing over to welcome Quinn into the room, "When I heard they were bringing in another female superstar I had no clue Harley was you! Ladies, meet Quinn. Quinn and I met back in FCW days. She is full of talent and will give us Smackdown ladies another woman who can perform a brilliant match."

"Hi, I'm Nikki," greeted Nikki Bella as she stood up to shake Quinn's hand, "Welcome to Smackdown."

"Thank you," nodded Quinn as the other women stood up to greet Quinn.

"Natalya – but call me Nattie."

"Alexis."

"Rebecca Quin, but just call me Becky."

"Natalie. Welcome to Smackdown, Quinn."

"Leah," greeted the tanned Leah after the former all red everything bombshell, "Where is Maryse?"

"Probably with Mike," waved off Nikki, "So Quinn, I hear your character is going to be a bit different?"

"That's the plan."

Nikki smiled, "Brilliant. Different is always fun to work with."

Quinn headed to the guerrilla area and nervously paced around.

"You'll do great," said Natalya warmly to Quinn, noticing the woman's nervousness, "This is your chance to bring to life another character for the fans to get to know. You own the growth of this character. It's a clean slate for you."

Quinn smiled at Natalya, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it… right, show time!"

The sound of Natalya's theme hitting issued a round of boo's from the Smackdown audience. It was definitely clear that she was the heel diva in this match.

Natalya strode out ignoring the hate, a smug look on her face. She stepped into the ring and walked in a circle before turning to watch her opponent come out.

Everything went black before the glowing occurred with Naomi bouncing out in her energetic style. Naomi jumped into the ring and the match soon started.

Quinn watched the match on the monitor backstage as she bounced about to warm herself up. She adjusted her cropped top, freezing in her movements as she heard a familiar laugh come into the area. Quinn sucked in a deep breath and ignored the owner. She needed to remain focused on her debut. She needed to own this debut and make it the most successful thing she had ever done in her life – she knew this was her final chance to achieve her dream. She couldn't let anything get in her way or her head.

"Ready?" came the voice of Shane McMahon.

Quinn nodded, "Now or never, right?"

Shane nodded and patted her on the shoulder, "You've got this, Quinn. You've got more people wanting you to be successful then I think you realise."

"Thanks Shane."

"Go get em'!"

The sounds of eerie music played with the beat picking up almost thirty-five seconds into the song. By this point Naomi and Natalya were looking at the top of the ramp as Harley walked out a small, crazed smile on her face. She slowly walked down the ramp, twirling every few steps to let out a giggle.

"Who is she?" asked Byron Saxton in confusion.

"I don't know, but shes caught the attention of Natalya and Naomi," commented Mauro.

Harley reached the ring and stood outside it, looking up at Natalya and Naomi almost curiously.

"Yo, whatever!" said Naomi before she grabbed Natalya and spun her around.

Harley walked around the outside of the ring, running her fingers along the outside. The referee kept glancing at her and Harley gave him a cheeky wave and blew him a kiss.

"I think the referee is getting a bit flustered!" said David with a laugh, "Whoever this woman is, she is causing quite a stir."

Harley stepped up the steel steps and tilted her head to the side as Naomi hit the rear view. Harley gave a laughed and hastily climbed up to the top rope of the ring post.

"Yoo hoo!" called Harley to Naomi.

Naomi spun around to look at Harley and marched over. Harley jumped and hit Naomi with the hurricerana and converted it into a DDT, slamming Naomi down to the mat. The referee rang the bell ending the match and Harley stood up.

"Oops," said Harley, holding a hand over her mouth as Natalya stood up and looked at Harley in confusion.

Natalya held her hand out to Harley to shake but Harley smirked and shook her head and turned away. Natalya grabbed Harley by the shoulder and spun her around.

"I'm not sure that was a wise choice on Natalya's part," said Byron.

Harley looked at Natalya for a split second before she jumped and hit her with both boots slamming into her chest. Harley landed with a crouch as Natalya fell backwards, tumbling through the ropes. As Harley stood her music hit and she stepped out of the ring, jumping down the side with her smirk. Harley held her arms out wide and spun around to face the ring, giving a bow and walking backwards. She turned and walked up the ramp, skipping every few steps as she made her way backstage.

Quinn pushed through the curtain and let out a relieved breath, unable to keep the smile off of her face.

"You were fantastic!" said Shane patting Quinn on the back.

"What a rush!" replied Quinn with a laugh, "Oh man, I was so nervous… I thought I was going to mess up entirely."

"No way, you did great! Reactions are perfect – no one knows what to make of you, which is perfect. You've intrigued them already, Quinn."

Quinn smiled and thanked Shane. She let out a deep breath and walked over to the exit of the guerrilla area when Jon came into view. Quinn avoided eye contact and slipped through the curtain and hurried down the corridor. She rounded the corner when Bryan called out to her.

Quinn stopped and turned to face him with a smile.

"Hey, I just needed to let you know they want you on Talking Smack tonight. The deal is we've invited you on to introduce yourself and explain your actions, but you need to be evasive in your answers and not really explain yourself," said Bryan.

Quinn nodded, "Okay… so where do I go for Talking Smack?"

Bryan gave her directions and the time to show up. Quinn thanked him and bit her lip in thought before deciding to give her sister a call.

"Oh. My. God!" said Hanna when she answered, "You were brilliant! I love your character. I did wonder if you would go with Harley still."

Quinn laughed, "Harley's been with me since the start. I couldn't just throw her away for some new character."

"Freddie said to say you rock."

"Tell him thanks. I can't talk long. I'm going to be on Talking Smack next. You have my details for the network, right?"

"Yep, I'm going to log in now," replied Hanna, "I told Mum and Dad you started tonight. Dad walked out of the room and well Mum… Mum just looked sad."

Quinn sighed, leaning on the wall behind her, "They've never approved of this Han. We both know Dad wanted me to be a lawyer like him."

"Well, you'll be earning smack loads more than him soon enough."

"If I pass the six months. Besides, the salary is pretty standard. Let's hope I can get a few sponsors to put some savings aside in the meantime," Quinn looked up at the sound of her name to see Bryan gesturing for her, "I got to go, Han. I'll talk soon."

"Okay. Proud of you, sis. Love you."

"Thanks. I love you too. Bye," said Quinn before ending the call.

She went to walk when she spotted a sweaty Jon looking at her from across the corridor. Quinn averted her eyes and scurried away.

"History there?"

Jon wiped the towel over his face before looking at John Cena. The two had grown a bit closer with them both appearing on Total Divas and working Smackdown together now.

"Nothing major," replied Jon, realising he was taking too long to answer.

"Right… if you say so man."

Jon waited until John walked away. He looked over at the nearest set up television to see Renee hosting Talking Smack with Bryan. A playback appeared of Quinn making her debut. He had to admit, she sure made an impression and still held a fire in her eyes when she stepped into the ring.

Jon sighed. When he heard her say 'I love you' into her phone he was hit with a weird, confused feeling in his chest. He couldn't stop himself from turning to look at her and it took all his effort to mask his emotions.

14th February 2012 – Tampa, Florida

Jon watched as Quinn downed one of the women with a suplex before the trainer called the mock match to a stop.

"Have you made plans with Quinn tonight?" asked Joe as he stood beside Jon and watched the pretty woman listen to the instructions from the trainer.

"No. It's impossible to get her alone, man. Everyone always needs to talk to her or she's coaching the wannabe divas," sighed Jon, "I've never felt like this with any other woman, man. Quinn just… she just took me by surprise and now I don't want to let her go, you know?"

Joe grinned, "That's how I feel with my woman, bro. Sounds like she might be the one."

Jon didn't reply and quickly walked across the training room as he saw Quinn jump out of the ring. He pushed his way through the other women and grabbed Quinn by the hand and pulled her along behind him and out the side door.

"Jon," said Quinn in confusion, "Wha-"

Jon cupped Quinn's face with both hands and pressed his lips to hers. She gripped his singlet tightly, instantly responding to the kiss. Jon pulled back and looked at Quinn, searching her eyes as she gazed back at him in a stunned confusion.

"I've wanted to do that since Christmas," said Jon, "Quinn… I want to be more than your friend. I want to be able to touch you, kiss you, hold you… call you mine."

Quinn smiled and bit her lower lip, "I want the same."

Jon blinked before absorbing what Quinn had just said, "Really?"

"Really."

With a grin, Jon pulled Quinn closer to claim her lips once more.

Present – Tampa, Florida

Quinn's appearance on Talking Smack went wonderfully. The fans were talking, making speculations about her character's backstory and what involvement she will have with all the female Superstars.

Currently, Quinn wasn't scheduled for any live events and headed home to do some more training at the Performance Centre.

When it neared the end of the day, Quinn headed for the exit but stopped when her name was called. Quinn turned around and saw Saraya jogging over to her.

"Hey. I saw you training and you looked to be intensely into it so I didn't want to intrude," said Saraya, "I just wanted to see how you are going?"

Quinn shifted awkwardly and shrugged, "Okay I guess. I mean, it will probably become more intense when I do the live shows. The women are all lovely and so are Shane and Bryan."

Saraya gave Quinn a look, telling Quinn she knew she was avoiding the elephant Quinn refused to acknowledge.

"I met Renee," said Quinn lightly, "She's lovely. Really friendly and just a nice person."

"And Jon's long term girlfriend," added Saraya as she walked with Quinn out of the training centre.

Quinn just nodded in response, biting her lower lip before finally sighing in defeat, "I fucked it up. He hates me now and I don't blame him one bit."

"You need to tell him everything, Quinn. If he knew what you went through, he would be understanding. You need closure on you and Jon. He probably needs closure to be able to deal with your sudden reappearance."

Quinn shook her head as she pulled her car keys from her gym bag, "He won't let me talk to him. If you saw the way he looks at me, you would understand. Need a lift?"

A/N: There you go... it's just going to get more intense from here. If you want the next chapter by Tuesday... review!