A/N:So sorry for the delay in updating! Been a hectic start of the year and then I went through a funk of disinterest in writing, but I'm back! Thank you to those of you who reviewed. :)

Chapter Twelve: Home

Dayton, OH – Present

Quinn unlocked the door to her townhouse and pushed the door open with a happy sigh. She walked in and glanced over her shoulder to share a small smile with Jon. Jon followed Quinn into the living room with the kitchen and dining room visible through the archway across from where they stood. To the far side of the room was a staircase with white painted handrails which suited the soft coloured grey walls nicely.

"This is home," said Quinn with a shrug and small gesture, "Not much but with my pay it works nicely and is a definite step up from the tiny unit in Tampa. Plus, it's close to Hanna."

"It's very you," said Jon causing Quinn to look at him curiously, "You're a calm person, Quinn… this room is so calm and inviting. It draws a person in and that's what you do. You draw me in. Your smile is inviting. Your aura is calm… and to a person like me, that's intoxicating."

As Jon had spoken each word he'd placed his bags to the ground and taken Quinn's from her hands and pulled her body against his, with one hand at her hip and the other trailing fingers along the side of her face and jawline.

A shiver ran down Quinn's spine and before she could reply Jon's lips had claimed hers as his own. Quinn clutched at Jon's shoulder's as he easily lifted her up.

"Where's your bedroom?" he murmured huskily.

"Upstairs," replied Quinn.

Jon growled in frustration and Quinn couldn't help but giggle at his reaction as he put her down. She stepped back from his hands and pulled her shirt off, revealing the dark purple, lace bra she had hidden underneath. With a cheeky wink, Quinn turned and started walking across the living room, undoing the belt of her jeans as she walked. As she reached the staircase Jon caught up and grabbed Quinn from behind and turned her around. He pushed her against the wall his lips capturing hers in a searing, heated kiss. Quinn pulled at his shirt, wanting it off him and his bare skin pressed against hers. A moan escaped Quinn as Jon pressed his pelvis against hers and removed his shirt. Quinn pulled Jon's torso against hers, loving the feel of his warm skin on hers. Jon lifted Quinn up, keeping his lips latched to hers and headed up the stairs and into the first room. It was the guest bedroom but with the burning desire raging between them neither cared as they only had one goal in mind.

Quinn closed the lid on the washing machine and brushed her hair from her eyes as she exited the laundry and walked back into the kitchen. She begrudgingly opened her fridge to see what she had on offer and wasn't surprised in the slightest to find nothing except items well past their use by date. Quinn sighed knowing it would mean a trip to the shops, something she detested doing in Dayton. With her father being a well-known lawyer, Quinn knew she was bound to come across someone that would recognise her – not to mention that being a WWE Superstar attracted fans.

Quinn headed upstairs to her bedroom. After her and Jon's hours of heated passion, they had eventually made it to the master bedroom – though sleep wasn't instantly on the menu and Quinn didn't mind that fact either.

Walking in, Quinn smiled at seeing Jon still sprawled out sound asleep. With quiet steps, she headed to her wardrobe and pulled out an outfit of black leggings and a long sleeved, dark green dress that fell to just above her knees. Quinn tip toed across the room to the en-suite bathroom and undressed after starting the shower.

Quinn lost her train of thought as she showered, letting her mind wander to any random thought. It was her usual pattern when showering and one she enjoyed. As she finished washing her hair out two arms slipped around her naked torso startling her. She turned in surprise before letting out a relieved laugh at the sight of Jon.

"Hmm, showering without me is punishable you know," he murmured as he stepped closer and under the warm water.

"Well, you were asleep and looked so adorable I didn't want to wake you," replied Quinn as she grabbed her body wash and squeezed some onto her hands.

Jon chuckled, "Adorable?"

Quinn looked Jon in the eyes as she nodded and began rubbing his naked chest with the body wash, "Yep. Adorable. Handsome. Devilishly sexy. Have I inflated your ego enough now?"

Jon laughed and leaned forward to kiss Quinn on the lips, "For now."

Quinn grinned and gestured for Jon to turn so she could wash his back.

"You know, I've only ever showered with you," said Jon, "I just… never could with anyone else."

Quinn said nothing and took a step back as Jon washed his body. She bit her lower lip as she observed the water trickle its way down his back. She reached out and trailed a finger down his spine before finally talking, "It comes down to trust I think… you need to fully trust a person to let them in. Showering is generally a time where most people show their true self and wash away the person they were for the day."

Jon turned around to face Quinn a strange look on his face. Quinn frowned and little before gasping in surprise as he cupped her face and kissed her almost desperately. Quinn melted into the embrace, returning the kiss with the same amount of fervour.

Jon broke the kiss, looking directly into Quinn's eyes, "I only ever want you to see my true self. Quinn… I can never lose you again. I don't think I would be able to handle it."

Quinn reached out and pushed Jon's wet hair from his eyes, "You won't lose me again. I promise."

Both Quinn and Jon wore sunglasses, with Jon donning a cap, to try and minimise recognition of themselves. They entered the grocery store hand in hand, with Quinn holding a list of what they needed.

"Well this is new," said Jon with a smile, "Us grocery shopping together."

Quinn chuckled as she grabbed a trolley, "A milestone, perhaps?"

Jon leaned down and pressed a kiss to her forehead and took the trolley from Quinn, "One of many."

Quinn and Jon made their way through the aisles, selecting items they wanted, with Jon cheekily chucking in a box of condoms. Quinn could only laugh at his action and shook her head in amusement. As they turned up another aisle, Quinn came to a halt.

"Quinn?" said Jon with a frown at his girlfriend.

"Hello Quinn," spoke a voice of a woman standing near a shelf of rice packets.

Jon looked at the woman and widened his eyes. She was literally an older version of Quinn, except her eyes were green and her hair was auburn instead of Quinn's dark brown.

"Hello… Mum," answered Quinn.

"I didn't know you were back in Dayton. For how long?"

"I fly out Saturday morning."

"I see. So, who is this young man?"

Quinn glanced at Jon and back to her stiff looking mother, "This is Jon, my boyfriend."

"The Jon from your Tampa days? They one you left behind after the incident?"

Quinn sucked in a deep breath, her posture stiffening – something that didn't go unnoticed by Jon – "Yes, Mum. That one. We reconnected through work."

"Work. Right."

Quinn gave a stiff nod and went to speak when her mother cut her off.

"I've watched clips of you on the internet, Quinn. I see your passion, I do. But this isn't a lifelong career you have chosen. There is nothing sustainable about it! For goodness sake, you were accepted into Harvard and you turned it down!"

"So instead of seeing the passion I have for wrestling, you would prefer I be a miserable, suit wearing, pole shoved up my ass, lawyer like Dad?" snapped Quinn, "Don't even try and defend him. He made his choice and you made yours. This is my choice and I am happy."

Quinn walked down the aisle with Jon following quickly. When they rounded the corner a sob escaped Quinn. Jon quickly pushed the trolley aside and hugged Quinn tightly as she cried into his chest. Jon rubbed his hand up and down Quinn's back, hating to see her upset because of her mother.

"Hey… hey… don't let her bring you down," murmured Jon softly.

Quinn leaned back and wiped her tears away and slowly nodded, "You're right… you're right. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for. If they can't accept you choosing a career that makes you happy, then that's on them."

Quinn managed a smile and nod before letting out a deep breath, "Right… so, we still need to get a stir fry sauce and meat."

Jon nodded and pressed a kiss to Quinn's forehead, "If my memory serves me right, you are a big fan of sweet and sour stir fry."

"That I am."

That afternoon Quinn pulled her car up outside her sister's place and grinned at Jon.

"I find it hard to believe you and Hanna haven't met yet," said Quinn as she undid her seatbelt, "Hanna has been harping at me to introduce you both."

"Well we did speak on the phone but this will be the first official meeting," said Jon.

Quinn and Jon got out of the car, with Quinn grabbing a giftbag from the backseat. Hand in hand they walked up the front pathway to the door and Quinn rang the doorbell. A few seconds later the door opened to a smiling Hanna.

"Quinn!" she greeted, "And finally! Jon!"

Quinn chuckled and Hanna unlatched the door to let them both into the warm living room, "Hey Han. I come with a little gift."

Hanna took the giftbag and reached in to pull out a soft, woollen baby blanket knitted in soft yellows and greens.

"Oh Quinn," gasped Hanna with tears in her eyes, "It's beautiful."

"I came across a small shop in Ottawa and the owner handmakes all the baby stuff. I saw this and I couldn't pass it. Plus, you are about fourteen weeks now, right?"

Hanna nodded and placed the blanket in the bag, "My next scan is at eighteen weeks. But my Doctor is happy with everything. I have news as well," Hanna led both Quinn and Jon through to the dining room, where they all took a seat at the table, "I quit my job and I have a new one in Cincinnati."

"So you're commuting?"

Hanna nodded, "My new boss knows I am pregnant and in the process of divorcing Freddie. She is a single mother herself so she totally gets it. I don't want to leave Dayton. I like this neighbourhood and well, we grew up here and I like to think we turned out alright."

"Well I know I did," teased Quinn, "But you, Han. You rebel."

Hanna laughed and rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest, "Yes, because I was the one who set the fire alarm off in high school because the Maths teacher gave you detention."

"Hey, Mr Falcone was being a total jerk. I was late by a minute because I'd just finished a presentation in History."

"Hmm, I'm curious to learn more about teenage Quinn," spoke up Jon earning a grin from Hanna and a glare from Quinn.

Hanna chuckled, "Oh I have plenty of stories I can share."

"Don't you dare," warned Quinn, switching her glare to Hanna.

"I feel we are going to need some hot chocolates and cinnamon rolls for this," said Hanna as she stood up.

Quinn quickly stood, "You sit. I can prepare everything. I know where you keep it all Miss Organization."

"A Catholic school?" said Jon in surprise as Quinn looked at her old high school.

"Yep. My father only wanted the best schools for his daughters. He is an alumnus of the school so Hanna and I were guaranteed to get in."

"So how did the school take to you being a wrestler and nothing like Hanna?"

Quinn frowned a little, "They were surprised. Hanna is very sweet and trusting. She would follow the school rules and made sure to live up to expectations. I came along and I pushed the boundaries as much as I could in my first two years. That was before I found wrestling. In my last year, I discovered my love for it and it changed everything for me. I had an outlet for my built-up energy you know?"

"I get it."

"But then my Dad and I butted heads because my plans changed and he didn't like it. So, I graduated and left home. Here I am."

"Here you are. You know, I find it amazing we lived an hour away from each other our whole lives and it took going all the way to Tampa to meet each other."

Quinn smiled, "I like to think that fate kept the meeting for when we needed to find each other."

Charlotte, NC – Present

Quinn walked into the stadium with her bag slung over one shoulder. It hadn't been easy saying goodbye to Jon a few days ago and not being entirely sure when they would get to meet up again. It was heading into the Smackdown pay per view, TLC, meaning Jon was busy with interviews and fan meets to amp up the interest. Quinn was hoping to be able to see Jon in Houston next week if everything went to plan.

"Quinn!"

Quinn broke from her thoughts to be engulfed in a hug from Saraya. Quinn hugged her best friend back with a smile. She was glad that at least on Raw she had three friends she could turn too. Her arrival at Smackdown had left her relatively a lone wolf intruding on a close pack at the time.

"Welcome to Raw!" grinned Saraya, "The place to be! So, Stephanie and Mick want to meet you. I was sent to see if you had arrived."

Quinn sucked in a deep breath and nodded, "Alright, let's get going."

Florence, SC – Present

Jon sat in the locker room staring down at his lit-up phone screen. The wall paper was of a photo he'd taken of Quinn the other morning. Her hair was a curly mess and her blouse was half unbuttoned. Despite her dishevelled appearance, he thought she looked gorgeous. Her image smiled at him shyly and it made him hate not being able to just go find her and kiss her.

"Hey man," spoke Allen as he walked into the locker room.

"Hey," replied Jon as he put his phone in his bag, "The show sold out tonight."

"Yeah I heard that. Should be a good one."

Jon nodded as John Cena walked in and flicked the television on to show an advertisement for the upcoming episode of Raw that night.

"I wonder how they'll debut Quinn," pondered Allen.

Jon sighed, "Who knows? They'll need to give her a worthy feud or the fans won't be happy."

Both Allen and John nodded in agreement as they started to get ready for the night's show.

Charlotte, NC – Present

Quinn was dressed in her Harley gear and her hair and make-up was completed. She would be part of opening that night's show and it wasn't a lie to say she was feeling a touch nervous.

Quinn warmed up her body as she listened to the audience just beyond the entry ramp set up. The lights to the ring and ramp were dimmed to hide the people heading into the ring.

"Quinn, you're on in five minutes," said an assistant from near a monitor.

Quinn nodded and pulled her jacket off. She headed into the guerrilla area as the opening theme of Raw started to play.

The audience were loud and cheering excitedly as the lights flashed and pyro-technics exploded around the stage with Michael Cole announcing where the show was that night.

"Welcome to Monday Night Raw!" announced Stephanie McMahon from inside the ring with Mick Foley beside her and the female Superstars standing around her, "Tonight we are welcoming a new female Superstar to the Raw women's division and I am very excited about this one."

"As am I Stephanie," said Mick with a smile, "I think she is going to help accelerate the Raw women to the top where they belong in the WWE Universe."

"With all due respect, Stephanie and Mick," spoke up Charlotte, "I don't think we need any new women for Team Raw. We are the best… well, I am the best, I mean I am the Women's Champion… but whoever you have lined up to join us can just head on back to where they came from."

Stephanie looked at Charlotte with a calculating look before replying, "With all due respect Charlotte Flair… I make the decisions around here. I am the Raw Commissioner and I think I will have Mick Foley's agreement here when I say this. If you think you are the best let's put you to the test in a one on one match against Sasha Banks tonight, for the Women's Championship."

The crowd yelled loudly in agreement and Sasha smirked as she and Bayley high fived each other.

"And just so your little sidekick, Dana Brooke, isn't going to interfere, she will be facing our new Superstar in a match tonight also," added Stephanie with a smirk.
"So, without further ado, lets welcome our newest member to WWE Monday Night Raw – Harley!"

The dinging noise echoed around the arena with "I need a gangster… to love me better…"

Harley appeared at the top of the ramp and was greeted with a loud pop from the crowd. She smirked down at the ring, twirled with a wave to the commentators and made her way down the ring, alternating between her skipping steps, walk and twirls. The female wrestlers in the ring were all uncertain as they looked at Harley who came to a stop at the end of the ramp and was looking up into the ring. She tilted her head to the side before jumping up to the side of the ring and stepping between the ropes.

Mick Foley held a hand out for Harley to shake and instead Harley gave him a hug before jumping back and looking at Stephanie.

"Harley… welcome to Raw," said Stephanie with the crowd cheering in response.

"It's very red," replied Harley with a shrug, "No wonder you have no many anger issues here. You do know red is generally associated with anger, right?"

Stephanie seemed unsure of how to respond with some of the women having a chuckle, along with Mick.

"You invited a lunatic to Raw?" yelled Charlotte at Stephanie.

"You have that wrong," said Harley, turning her attention to Charlotte, "The lunatic is still very much on Smackdown and I doubt he would be interested in the women's division. My name is Harley and I made the women on Smackdown aware that I am very much aware of what is said and done around me so be careful with what you say next, Charlotte."

"Charlotte – don't speak," warned Stephanie taking the microphone away from the woman, "Harley, we are glad to have you with us. Tonight, your debut match on Raw is against Dana Brooke… I look forward to seeing how that match plays out."

A/N: Shorter chapter but I wanted it to represent the fresh start Quinn and Jon are taking plus her entry into the world of Raw… bbbuuttt there is much more to come so please review if you would like to read more.