Family Doubts

Summary: Veronica Rollins was excited to join her brother Seth in the WWE. She was respected and loved by the WWE Universe but that love and respect is turned to hatred when she joins The Authority because her brother did. Not long after, she still wonders if she made the right choice when she starts to fraternize with none other than Dean Ambrose and starts to fall for him. (OC/Ambrose)

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Chapter One: Remembering The Past

Veronica Rollins Point of View

"Last night was plan A, tonight… Plan B. There's always… a plan B."

A phrase that I hadn't been allowed to forget, a phrase that was followed by the decimation of two people who were more than just friends to me, no they were two people who were my family… my brothers. My own brother, constantly referred to them as his brothers, as his family and he turned on them.

And I stood there frozen in the corner of the ring and watched in horror as my own flesh and blood, took chair after chair and used them as vicious weapons of destructions to destroy the two people who apart from Colby had supported me throughout the rise of my career in the Diva division of the WWE.

I still remember the day like it was yesterday when it was less than a year ago…

The arena wasn't stunned when the music of the almighty Evolution played, a resounding echo of distain and hate for Evolution as I stood against the ropes of the ring, in front of me were three men that I had grown to love as brothers, one being my brother by blood.

The Shield

They had obliterated the forces of Evolution, shattered it into nothing but broken pieces when Batista quit. It was a sight to behold but the matter of the Authority still had to be taken care of and the Hounds of Justice were taking up that job. They called them out, the three brothers ready for a fight, standing in a straight line as they watched the entrance ramp.

I looked to the right at none other than Dean Ambrose. The distinct shoulder raise, constant forming of fists as his hands hung by his side indicated that the clinically insane lunatic within the man was already breaking free as his body twitched like crazy from the anticipation. His face said it all, he was a deranged murderer out on the hunt, and he wanted the Authority's blood. His stringy wet hair clinging to his face, his eyes wide and dark, his tongue licking his lips in anticipation.

Unlike Dean, Roman was composed and calm but make no mistake, the Samoan too was hungry. His hands remained at his sides, fists clenched so tight that they were making their own new shade of white. His face was hard, his strong jaw as hard as steel, his eyes holding the intense gaze that could terrify even Bray Wyatt himself. He was so ready to destroy the bone's of people's faces beneath his fist. The Powerhouse of the Shield was ready for World War III.

And my brother, composed like roman, showing no signs of fear, his eyes staring intently at the entrance ramp, ever since we came out, I had noticed something was off about him. He was secluding himself, had been for a while but he always said he was fine and ready and I trusted him. Today he had his hair pulled back, something I never really saw him do often but I still liked it either way, especially the two different shades of black and blonde split on each side of his head.

Finally, the voice of Lillian Garcia echoed throughout the ring, Randy Orton stalking his way out from behind the seclusion of the gorilla, a sadistic, dark smirk on his face. We all knew what that meant. The Viper hadn't come alone.

Accompanying him to the ring with a sledgehammer in hand that rested upon his shoulder, dressed in his black suit like usual, the only thing missing was his tie, was Triple H. He held a microphone in hand as he smirked, his gaze settling on me, instantly making me cringe.

I was more surprised to see Stephanie walk out, dressed in a tight pair of shorts that gave the impression that they should be underwear and covered up. Of course she stood tall and proud in her high heels that would make even Eva Marie and Summer Rae cringe at the sight of them. The blazer she was wearing hid her shirt but it accentuated the size of her breasts which just made me hate her more. Talent and heart earned the love of the WWE, not looking like a strumpet did anything to make them like you more.

I turned my head, instantly catching the look in Seth's eyes that told me to stay in the back so I moved out of Triple H's line of vision by backing into the corner of the ring. This was The Shield's battle, not mine. "Get me a chair, Veronica!" My brother ordered and I followed it, completely surprised that he didn't go get it himself, but I followed his order. I slipped out the ring and headed for the time keeper's area and grabbed a steel chair, closing it up and making my way back to the ring before I thrust it into the ring, directly at my brother as I stood in the corner now, waiting.

As the remains of Evolution came down the ramp, Triple H raised the microphone to his lips as he spoke, "In case you haven't figured it out yet," he said in an eerily calm tone as he and Randy came to a holt a few feet from the ring as he continued much to my distain, "what I do better than anybody is adapt." He said with a smirk as Randy bounced on his toes, ready for action.

Triple H's tone made me feel uncomfortable, my gut telling me that something was coming. I didn't know what but something about that phrase bothered me, I just remained in the back as I noticed the smirk on Stephanie's face, and then on Randy's. What had they planned? What were they up to?

"Last night was plan A," Triple H spoke with a knowingly look in his eyes that did not settle well with me as he moved the handle of the sledgehammer off his shoulder and examined the head of it from a distance, "Tonight…" he said looking closer at the head of hammer he carried, his smirk growing wider by each passing second, "plan B. there's always a plan B." with the sledge hammer against his shoulder, I looked at the boys.

Roman looked at Dean and then at Seth, a mental conversation being spoke between the three as Dean and Roman stepped forward, Dean ready for the attack, the lunatic hungry for Randy and Triple H's blood. Roman calm and composed but his fists tightening but Seth, he remained frozen on the spot which confused me. The Shield moved as one entity, one force, one team so why was Seth lingering behind.

He knew I could take care of myself, I didn't need protecting. He turned his head and looked at me, something in his eyes that made me feel confused. It was regret, it was as if he was trying to tell me he was sorry but what was he sorry for.

Before I could say anything, he tore his gaze from mine, his hands clasped around the legs of the steel chair in a vice grip, his body tense. He remained frozen for a moment before he backed away, and raised the steel chair, poised for the attack before he charged forward but not at the Randy, not at Triple H, no, his target was his brother closest to him.

A scream poured out from my lips as I called out Roman's name, trying to alert him of the oncoming attack but it was already too late. Even the crowds shocked warnings in the form of shouts and screams didn't warm the powerhouse in time as Seth swung the chair in a deadly arch before it basically pile drived into the back of the Samoan with such force that Roman's body froze in shock as his knees collapsed beneath him and he fell onto the bottom rope of the ring, remaining motionless.

Dean obviously heard my scream because when he heard it, he turned his head to see his brother collapse to the ground, with my own brother standing above him with the chair at the ready. Dean was in shock, it was obvious as he just looked around in confusion from Triple H to Seth to me and back. The shock evident all over his face but the look of betrayal in his eyes when he looked at Seth was heart breaking.

The WWE Universe was frozen in shock, watching helplessly as the Sheild's architect set his eyes on Dean who was watching Roman who still lay frozen. When Roman eventually moved, finding a way off the ropes before he rolled onto his back was when Dean seemed to be in there. Dean mindlessly walked towards Seth, trying to say something, the betrayal evident in his eyes, his hand reaching out in desperation towards my brother. I knew what was coming as another scream escaped my lips as Dean's walk forward was met with a steal chair being jabbed painfully into his stomach causing him to hunch over before it was brought down on his back

And then my brother towered above him, a power hungry almighty giant that looked at the steel chair and back at the crumpled heap that was Dean Ambrose. I remained frozen from shock and disbelief in the corner, watching helplessly as I witnessed my brother relentlessly destroyed Dean with the chair to the point where it was bent and deformed. I wanted to go protect my two best friends, my family, my brothers, but I remained frozen in time.

I thought my brother had finally stopped when he threw the bent chair out the ring but I was so wrong cause he slid under the bottom rope without so much as glancing at me and proceed to grab another chair.

I knew what was coming when he laid the chair under Dean's head. I couldn't believe he was going to do it, I couldn't let him. I broke out of my frozen state, mustering all the strength I could and rushed forward and blocked Seth's path as he charged towards the ropes. He glared at me when I managed to push him back, effectively blocking him from Dean. If he tried to go around me, I moved in front of him. Stubbornness is something I always had and it came in handy when he demanded, no ordered me to "Move, Veronica!"

I stared into his brown eyes with my tear filled ones, begging him not to do it with my eyes, "Seth please! Don't do this!" He stood frozen for a moment but when I saw the look in his eyes, I knew that he was going to do it whether I was in the way or not. I screamed as loud as possible when the betrayal hit me, "Seth, no!" as he shoved me out the way and lifted his leg in a perfectly fluid motion and brought it down on the back of Dean's head and shoved it right into the steel chair.

Why, why why? Why was he doing this? Why did he betray our family? Why Seth Why?

I just lay on the floor of the ring, tears streaming down my face as Seth rolled out the ring and went towards the Authority and did something I never dreamed he would ever do. He offered the steel chair to Randy Orton who smirked as he took it. All I did was stare at my brother as The Game placed an arm around Seth's shoulder and rested his hand there, saying he was proud of him.

Randy ascended the stairs, his tongue slithering out his mouth as he smirked, climbing into the ring before he zoned in on his target, and that was Roman who was trying to get up. I begged for him to stay down, I begged for Randy not do it, I begged for Seth to not let him do it but Randy viciously struck the chair on Roman's back, and then struck it again, then jabbed it into his back, again and again.

The attack was vicious and brutal, each time Roman was attacked I wept openly, watching as the viper brutally decimated my brother. The other's outside the ring, my brother included watched with amusement, pleased smug smirks on their faces as the Viper threw the chair down and proceed to rip open Roman's vest as Triple H, Stephanie and my brother climbed onto the edge of ring, behind the ropes and watched as Roman was thrown onto his stomach, his bare back exposed and unprotected.

Roman lay there defenceless and helpless as Randy picked him up and got him in a chokehold and suffocated the air out of him and I just sat there helplessly as he was planted face first into the steel chair and just lay there, unmoving. I just couldn't believe the horror and carnage of this scene, it was awful and made me sick to my stomach.

It seemed like Randy wasn't done yet as he went over to Dean and ripped his vest off too, he was like a lion ripping into his prey as he hissed and got the same crazy look in his eye appeared as he grabbed the chair picked up the chair and smirked, backing away and raised it over his head, ready to strike and just I couldn't take it anymore. I somehow, someway made it to my feet and made the ultimate sacrifice. I threw myself over Dean's body, sacrificing myself for my brother, for my family as Randy brought the chair down harder than any other time, want to know how I knew, it was the loudest sound heard all night when the chair struck my back.

I saw the look of shock in Seth's eyes as I looked into them the moment I landed on Dean's body, seeing his brown eyes fill with shock and disbelief at what I had just done, his mouth hanging open as the steel of the chair belted my back with a sickening slap. Tears streamed down my face as I screamed out so loud that it caused the entire audience falling into a thick silence as I lay there unmoving, the pain I was feeling was indescribable.

I heard a weak whisper, someone whispering my name through all the pain so I slowly turned my head and stared at Dean's face, his piercing blue eyes barely open as he looked into my eyes. I could see the pain in his eyes but I could also see the shock in them, the shock of the sacrifice I had just done for him. Behind it was gratitude, I had answered a question that raged within him. "I didn't know." I mouthed as the painful sting only grew in pain, I could barely move without my back being assaulted by the never ending burn left me basically incapacitated on the spot. Dean seemed in disbelief at what I had just done.

"Get off?" Randy demanded viciously as I shook my head, no matter how much Dean pleaded with his eyes for me to do what Randy wanted but I gave him my answer when I gave Randy my answer.

"No!" I sobbed defiantly, standing up for what I believed. They were my family, if they were going to go down and be betrayed and decimated, then so was I. dean wanted so desperately to move me but the look I gave him made him stay still.

Randy growled, growing agitated as he demanded, no ordered that I get off Dean but I just stood my ground only further angering the viper as he raised the chair above his head in a threatening manner. "Don't test my patience girl. I will do it again!" he yelled, causing me to flinch in fear but I didn't move. I wasn't going to move. They would have to drag me off of Dean Ambrose. He wasn't getting to Dean, not while I was still alive and breathing.

"No." I croaked as I turned my head to my brother who just stared in disbelief, he hadn't moved since Randy had practically paralysed my body on the spot. I didn't regret the sacrifice; I didn't regret it one bit because in the end, it was worth it because I had protected my brother.

Randy was ready to do it before Stephanie stepped in the ring and took the chair from Randy and glared at him but I saw the look in her eyes as she squatted in front of me reaching forward and grabbing me by the hair and lifting my face off of Dean's body as I cried out in pain, "You listen well little girl. Are you with or against the Authority?" She asked with a threatening, dark tone as her eyes bore in my.

I gave my her my answer by spitting right in her face, causing her to gasp as I got her right in the eye. She snarled at me as she looked back at me as I hissed through the pain, "Screw the authority and screw you." Was all I said which only angered her further. She dropped my face and I saw the weak but present smirk on Dean's face. I knew he'd be proud, he taught me well.

I was prepared for when Randy came up and grabbed my by my hair and dragged my off of Dean, practically tossing me in the direction of roman's lifeless body. I landed with a thud and as I rolled onto my stomach and struggled to move. Somehow some way I was able to start bench pressing my body off the ground when the chair was brought down on the same spot Randy had hit with deadly accuracy, causing tears to pour from my eyes, my voice stolen from me as I held the position.

I could barely see anything, the tears in my eyes blinded my vision unlike anything before as the pain coursed through my veins as my arms collapsed beneath me and I lay on the floor yet again. I couldn't tell what was happening but I heard arguing, my eyes just remained on Dean and then I looked to Roman who had the same look on his face that Dean had on his face when he saw what I had done for them. I mouthed same thing to him as I did to Dean and he seemed to understand.

It was true, I never new what my brother was doing. I had no idea that he was going to attack his family, I had no idea that he was going to betray us and join the authority and that was the honest to God truth. Sheild's honour.

"I don't care, finish off Reigns now." Stephanie demanded, I knew her rage filled voice very well and I looked at Roman and turned my head and noticed that Seth had the steel chair in hand, he was going to do it again, he was going to finish off the man I considered not only my brother but my father figure here in the WWE.

He didn't hesitate to stomp his way towards Roman, mentally and physically preparing to finish off Roman and I just found strength deep inside myself, just like Dean somehow always managed to find within himself and I managed to get onto my hands and knees. I gritted my teeth and crawled my way over to Roman, effectively defeating my brother there. When I collapsed on top of his body, I had to meet my brother's gaze this time so gasping through the pain, I rolled onto my back and met my brother's gaze.

"What are you doing, Veronica!" He growled through gritted teeth, anger coursing through him but his eyes said another thing. He didn't want to have to do this, not to me at least anyway. He didn't hesitate with Dean or Roman but with he was frozen stiffer than a statue. The chair was hidden from view behind Seth's back, I had gotten there just in time.

"Protecting my family." I answered with a quivering lip as I stared at him defiantly but in my eyes were nothing but tears of betrayal and heartache. "Do it, Seth. Finish me off. Finish me off like you did our family. Betray me too, brother." I croaked up at him, seeing the hesitation in his eyes, he couldn't do it. No matter how many times I begged him to do it, he couldn't find it within himself to finish off his little sister.

"Just finish her off Seth." Triple H said as he placed his hand on Seth's shoulder and sent him a soft smile that made my blood boil but I was ready. He betrayed the others, he was going to betray me too, I just want him to get it over and done with now.

"No." Seth said firmly as he glared at The Authority, bringing the chair to his side, holding it in one hand to the side. "We had a deal. You don't lay a finger on her and I come with you. Let me talk to her, make her see reason." He asked softly but it was pure manipulation as the Viper looked ready to pounce. With a single nod from the game himself did Seth finally kneel down in front of me, leaving the chair behind him. "V, just come with me. Join the Authority, join me." He said softly as he offered out his hand.

"Why Seth?" I croaked, my voice breaking from all the pain and sadness I was feeling inside me. "Why did you do it? Why did you betray our family? Why did you sell out?" The phrase made him sour as his face hardened and I instantly knew it was a mistake because the intense glare he sent me, I thought I was going to erupt into flames as I shrunk beneath the gaze, for the first time, I was afraid of my brother.

"We are true family, they are not our family. Either you are with me or against me, Veronica. It's your choice. You have until next Raw to decide if you are friend or foe." His voice gave sent chills down my spine as fear filled tears poured rapidly from my eyes. He stood up tall and proud before he grabbed my arms and yanked on them hard, causing me to be lifted off of Roman's body. He then proceeded to drag me away from Roman before he dropped me hard onto the floor of the ring and stood above the carnage of the gruesome attack on us, a proud smirk on his face.

I watched with uncertainty as my brother followed Triple H down the ramp, I felt conflicted as I watched my brother head away from the the carnage of our second family that he decimated and destroyed. I winced as I crawled my way over to Roman and Dean with confusion and uncertainty in my mind as to what was going to happen. My brother had left me with a choice, I had to choose between my families and I didn't know what I was going to do.

Stand tall with the remains of The Shield, my second family or join the Authority where my brother was now. What was I to do?

That was nine months ago…

Today was March 9th, which of course was the Raw airing after Fastlane. It was safe to say that things had been rocky, especially when it came to The Authority and of course, my brother, Mr. Money In The Bank himself, Seth Rollins who paraded around the WWE, claiming to be the face of the company. There was a huge amount of tension between Randy and Seth right now but of course my brother is still more of a success and little old me, I was a different story.

My brother gained the success he had always wanted but he wasn't the brother I once knew. Not since he turned on his friends, his brothers, our family. I never really had a choice when it came to whether or not I wanted to join my brother, he was my blood family, Dean and Roman were my family in every way except blood. I didn't want to go, I didn't ever want to not be allowed to see Roman and Dean ever again but they were the ones who told me to go, no matter how much I didn't want to, they made a point. He was my brother, I didn't want to be an enemy, I wanted to be family so on Raw a week later, I walked out from the entrance in the crowd with Dean and Roman by my side and they handed me off to my brother.

I supported my brother in every way I could. I walked down the ramp with him every night and supported him as he wrestled. I did what the Authority told me, I did what they needed. I interfered, helped my brother win his matches. He was talented, yes but I just did what I was told and that was that. I honestly haven't wrestled in such a long time, they said they would make me as big as my brother in the Diva's division, I honestly hadn't wrestled in eight months. My last match was against Eva Marie and I beat her.

Anyway, tonight was a night that was important for the sake of the Authority.

As I said, tensions had been on high between Randy and the Authority, more specifically Randy had been gunning for Seth. They were currently working on the thinnest of lines. Randy was returning tonight after my brother curb stomped him twice and put him out of action for a while. They were scheduled to have a 2-on-1 handicap match against none other than Roman Reigns.

I felt it was so unfair to Roman but there was nothing I could, it's how the Authority ran and it's all because they had The Demon Kane, or the director of operations, Kane behind them. My brother was ready, his blood pumping, his usual smug cocky grin plastered on his face as he shook his head to mess up his hair.

J & J security were there, ready to escort my brother and me out to the ring. Tonight, I was dressed like any other night, a tight knee length black skirt with a practically see through blouse and my blazer over it. I looked formal and professional even if I had no job that required me to dress this way considering I am a wrestler and not a business woman and I really fucking hated heels but I wore them because the Authority told me. Whatever the Authority wants, they get.

With a heavy sigh, I heard Seth's music begin play and he entered first, followed by me and of course, his body guards. The crowd booed and hissed in defiance as Lillian Garcia announced our entrance, "And his partner, being accompanied by Veronica Rollins and J and J security, from Davenport, Iowa, weighing two hundred and seventeen pounds, he is the Money in the Bank Briefcase holder, Seth Rollins!"

Of course my brother held the briefcase up in the air, not caring if the crowd liked him or not, the all too familiar "You Sold Out," chants echoing through the arena, but his sell out had passed. They still chanted that to me, they had held my decision against me since the day I had joined him. I did it because he was my family, I didn't have another choice.

Randy Orton, the Viper was poised and ready for the attack, and yet his appearance showed a deep level of disturbing calmness that always made chills run down my spine. His eyes were on me rather than Seth which made me cringe at the memory of how he towered over me with the steel chair and demanded that I move. I still had nightmares about that event.

My brother handed me his briefcase and J and J escorted me over to the time keeper's area to view the match. As I walked by, Roman was watching me, his deep hard as steel grey eyes watching over me almost protectively and in a moment of weakness, I stopped and looked up at him, meeting his gaze. His eyes were dark and cold in colour but they held a warmness and held love in them, a brotherly or better yet fatherly kind of love that they always held when he looked at me.

I didn't understand how he refused to look at me as the enemy, my brother betrayed him, I walked away from him and yet he looked at me with that same gaze he always did before the Shield imploded. A soft smile forming on his lips and for a moment I forgot who I was with, who I supported and I smiled back and then I caught Seth's harsh, vicious gaze. I looked away, noticing Roman frown as he turned and glared at Seth, climbing into the ring and getting all up in Seth's grill.

I couldn't hear what they were saying but I knew Roman was probably pissed at Seth for bullying me around and Seth was telling him to leave me alone. It just made the audience start chanting that it was awesome because currently, Roman was gunning it for Seth since Dean was currently out on injury from a match he had with my brother so right now, the WWE wanted Roman to get his hands on Seth I sighed and looked away from the two men who used to be brothers and continued making my way to the announce table where they had set up a chair next to it for me.

When I was comfortably seated, the briefcase under my seat, did J and J finally get lost and go stand on the floor in the Viper and Seth's corner did the referee finally separate the two, Seth deciding that he was going to go first. Roman stood all alone in his corner but little did anyone know, including me, that tonight, he wasn't the only one who wanted to decimate my brother.

KDOH: hey everyone, this is my first WWE themed story and I am so excited. Hope you all enjoyed this first chapter, I can't wait to get this story going but to do that, review please. I'd love to hear your opinions and thoughts on it. See you when I update next everyone. Hope you liked it.