Her eyes flew open and she growled a few profanities as she looked at the wall clock to see it was only 6.30 AM. The loud music had woken her up and she didn't have to question who had put it on. Dean Ambrose, a man who took joy in waking her up with black metal on those mornings where Seth and Roman were out of the house.

She laid back for a few seconds, enjoying the music that Dean had absolutely no idea she actually liked. It wasn't the music that messed with her mood. It was the early morning hours and the sleep he took away from her. She had been up till 3 AM working on his freaking schedule for next year just so he could know when he might have days off because, as he had put it, it simply couldn't wait. It could wait, they both knew it since next year was many months away, but as the trusted assistant to The Shield, she did her job without any complaints.

There was no point in staying in bed. She knew he wouldn't give up and turn off the music until she surfaced. She sighed as she got out of bed. She grabbed the papers from the table, his apparently very much needed schedule, and walked out of her room. It was no surprise that she found a grinning Dean in the hallway.

"Oh hi there, Lizzie. I'm sorry, is the music too loud?" He put on an innocent face.

She walked over to him and pushed the papers into his chest.

"Your precious schedule," she said. "Which I worked on until 3 hours ago. Thanks a lot."

She turned around and headed towards the bathroom.

"I'm sorry," he said.
"No, you're not," she said without turning around. "If you're gonna wake me up with that Dimmu Borgir album again, at least play song no 3."
"Song no 3?" He asked confused.
"Dreamside Dominions," she answered.

She disappeared into the bathroom and he wasted no time in running back into his room. He cut the music and found the album cover, turning it around to read the song titles. She was right. Song no 3 was called Dreamside Dominions. He never thought she actually liked that kind of music. It wasn't like he enjoyed it himself. He just thought he could mess around with her a bit by playing it. Once again he had learned a weird little detail about her out of nowhere. He left his room and walked to her room, standing in the open doorway and looking in.

"Who are you, Elizabeth Bodie?" He asked.

He often stood there asking that question. She had nothing in her room. Well, she had her bed and table and a closet of clothes and all those usual everyday items but she had nothing personal. Nothing to give away who she was or what she liked. Nothing but her laptop and her phone and both items could only be unlocked with a code. A code that he hadn't found even though he had tried. She was a mystery to him. A mystery he wanted to solve. He tried often by going through her facebook and twitter but there was nothing there. No baby pictures or anything from her past. It was like she didn't start existing until a few years ago.

"We're back!" Roman's voice sounded through the house.

Dean left her room, not wanting to be caught by his two brothers, and walked out to meet them in the kitchen.

"We bought breakfast," Seth said.
"Lizzie's in the shower," Dean said.
"She's up already?" Seth raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah," Dean chuckled.
"Not again, Dean," Roman shook his head. "We've told you to stop messing with her."
"It's just fun and games," Dean grinned.
"Is she laughing too?" Roman asked.

Ten minutes later she came out in the kitchen with her phone in her hand.

"Right, just got a mail from Stephanie. You're wanted at the office in an hour," she said.
"Morning Lizzie," Roman chuckled. "You want breakfast?"
"Oh, you actually went out and bought some?" She asked surprised.
"You don't have to work 24 hours a day for us and we know it's not in your contract to do such things," Seth said.
"I don't mind," she shrugged her shoulders.

They all smiled at her. They knew they had been damn lucky with her. She wasn't just a normal assistant working a certain amount of hours and taking the weekends off. She for some reason just felt like she always had to be on duty for them, doing the smallest things like getting breakfast and doing their laundry, things she wasn't actually supposed to do. She was just always there and even though she was always close, it was like they didn't know her. Not deeply. Like Dean, Seth and Roman also saw her as a mystery from time to time but unlike Dean, they didn't feel the need to solve it. If she wanted to be a private person, they were gonna let her.

"Alright, let's see what boss lady wants," Seth said and stood up.

Seth and Dean left the kitchen but Roman stayed behind. He walked over to her and gave her a concerned look.

"Are you alright? You don't look too good," he said.
"Lack of sleep," she said.
"Dean's been on your case again?" He asked.
"You know it," she sighed. "Why doesn't he like me?"
"He does like you, just like me and Seth do. Dean just doesn't know how to act normal around people so he tends to blow up everything without realizing he might hurt people. It's nothing personal. It's just the way he is," he explained.
"Great, so I just have to get used to being sleep deprived," she said.
"You've had around 4 months of practice now," he chuckled. "But seriously, Lizzie, take a day off. You've been working your ass off for us for 4 months straight. You're entitled to days off, you know."

A little while later they sat in Stephanie's office while she had her laptop opened in front of her.

"Balor Club," she started.
"What about them?" Seth asked.
"We're gonna start building up a feud between you and them, heading into Wrestlemania," she answered.
"Sounds good," Roman said.
"I briefed them yesterday. I just wanted to brief you in person. Creative is working on making it some sort of extreme rules match. Any preferences?" She asked.
"Hell in a cell," Dean grinned.
"Or TLC since it's our speciality," Seth added.
"I'll let them know," Stephanie started typing. "Thanks guys. That'll be all."

They stood up and while Roman and Seth walked out, Dean lingered and looked at her laptop. She looked up from it and caught his stare.

"Anything else, Dean?" She asked.
"No, nothing. Sorry. Just spaced out a little," he answered.

He walked out of the office and saw Roman and Seth had almost made it down the hallway.

"Just gonna take a piss. Wait in the car," he called after them.
"Sure thing," Roman waved his hand in the air.

He waited till they were out of the building and then went to the nearest fire alarm. He knew he shouldn't. He could get in a lot of trouble for this if he was caught. Not just for starting the alarm, also for what he was planning on doing. He just had to make sure he wasn't caught. No one was around so he pressed the alarm and it started ringing all through the arena. He watched as people hurried out of different rooms to get outside. Once he saw Stephanie disappear out of her office, he moved on with his plan.

He ran inside her office and smiled as he saw the laptop was still left open. His smile grew bigger as he saw she hadn't thought about logging off before running out. He only had a few seconds so he quickly located the files of everyone working in the company. He grinned as he went through them in alphabetical order, happy that Lizzie's last name was Bodie and came up pretty fast. He didn't have time to look through her file so he just e-mailed the entire thing to himself. He let out a little chuckle and then hurried outside.

"What the hell, dude? You had to take a shit too?" Seth asked.
"Sorry, once I pee, I can't just stop in the middle of it even if there's a fire," Dean answered.
"False alarm!" Someone shouted.
"Let's just go home," Roman said.

Back at home Dean retreated to his room and opened his laptop. He logged on his mail and opened her file. Stephanie always had weird information on everyone working there, information that actually wasn't any use to the company but he could sure use the information he was looking at. Elizabeth Dyar. No wonder he couldn't find anything on her if she had changed her last name some years ago. Elizabeth Bodie had only existed for a few years. Not that there was anything wrong in changing her last name. A lot of people did that. He just wondered why. It wasn't as if she had married and taken a husband's last name.

"Lizzie, Lizzie, Lizzie," he giggled lowly. "You've been keeping secrets."

He stared at her birthdate, seeing her birthday was coming up this Saturday. Only a couple of days away and she hadn't mentioned it with a word. Again nothing to worry about. Many people didn't like celebrating their birthdays. Or maybe she just thought that as her bosses, they wouldn't care. He had to do something. He had to plan some sort of surprise to catch her off guard and maybe finally learn something more about her. He shut down the laptop and went out to join Seth and Roman in the livingroom.

"Guess what," he grinned.
"What?" Seth asked.
"Lizzie's birthday is this Saturday," Dean answered. "And we're gonna surprise her."
"Surprise party?" Roman asked.
"No, something more personal," Dean grinned again. "I got an idea."