A/N: I only own the OCs.

Hannah is trying to find a new life after she was forced into an early retirement, and her best friend convinced her to apply for a position with the WWE. She is trying to get her new life underway, and naturally there are some bumps along the road to happiness.

I finally stopped laughing and looked at my best friends, only to realize that he was completely serious.

"You really think this is a good idea?" I asked him and he nodded his head yes.

"Yes, Hannah, I really do." he said and I shook my head.

I had just retired from being a federal agent for 10 years, and now my friend wanted me to apply to the open position as the assistant director of Security for the WWE. I knew that transitioning after my position would be difficult, but I never even considered private security. I had fought to stay with the government, but I didn't want to be a desk jockey. I wanted to be in the field like i had been before I was injured. I had a degree in psychology... I thought about going that route. I could be a school counselor, a teacher, a therapist, or a life coach... I didn't know. I just never thought I would even be told go to the WWE.

I looked at Baron to see if he was serious... and he really was serious. I had met him when he was dating his ex girlfriend. I had been a hired security guard for her band when they were playing in Los Angeles. I had kept in touch with him and even gone to his wedding last year in Florida. I was the one who had introduced him to his wife, and he still thanks me every day for it.

"It's a good idea, Hannah." Rochelle said as she came back out to sit by my pool. We were at my condo in Los Angeles and I was glad they were here. They had helped me a lot lately with the transitions, and my ex breaking up with me.

"Look, Hannah, just apply... the worst that will happen is that nothing will happen." Rochelle said and I knew that she was right. I sighed as I pulled my long brown hair up in a messy bun and looked at them.

"Just do it." Rochelle said and I sighed.

"Fine. I will do it." I said and they both smiled at me.

A few weeks later...

I couldn't believe I was sitting in Connecticut at the WWE headquarters. They had paid for me to fly up there, gotten me a hotel room last night, and now I was about to interview for this position.

"Ms. Holt?" a voice said and I looked up to see a woman waiting for me. I stood up and followed her into a large conference room where 3 other people were waiting for me.

"Hello, Ms. Holt, I am Vince McMahon, this is Kevin Dunn, and Paul Levesque." he said and I smiled at them.

"Nice to meet you all." I said.

I spent the next 30 minutes being asked different questions, scenarios, and other things pertaining to the job interview. They were all nice, and they seemed impressed with my background. I was glad, but at the end of it. I wasn't sure if I really wanted the job. I knew that they traveled a lot, but I didn't realize it was so much.

"Well, Ms. Holt, I am impressed, and I would like to offer you the job" Mr. McMahon said as the other two men looked as surprised as I did.

"I would like to see the paperwork, but I conditionally accept." I said and he smiled at me.

"Absolutely, I will have them emailed to you. Please just let us know by the end of the week." he said as he stood up. I shook all their hands and was taken back to the airport. I flew back to Los Angeles and collapsed on my sofa around 10 pm that night. I was about to fall asleep when my phone buzzed. I looked down to see it was Baron and probably Rochelle.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Well..." Rochelle said and I chuckled.

"I conditionally accepted until I look over the paper work." I said and she started cheering as I heard Baron in the background.

"You got it?" he asked me as he came onto the speaker.

"I did... and I honestly didn't realize how much you all travel." I said and he chuckled.

"It sucks!" Rochelle yelled in the background and I nodded in agreement, even if they couldn't see me.

"We will celebrate." he said.

I talked to them a few more minutes before falling asleep on my sofa. I guess that my life was about to change quickly.

A month later...

I had flown back to Connecticut once before I officially started. I got all my paperwork done, my badges, computer, contacts, and anything else I needed on the road. I wouldn't have an official office since I wasn't the head of security. I was the one out on the road constantly. Baron was excited, but I was nervous. I just hoped that I adapted well. My first night was in Seattle.

I walked into the arena, shown my badge, and had a person waiting on me.

"Ms. Holt, I am Sean, and I am going to take you to meet Brian. He will be the one who gets you set up." he said and I nodded. I followed him to a large production center and looked around. I guess that I never realized how many people it took to make one of these shows happen.

"Ah, Ms. Holt, it's nice to finally meet you." a man said and shook my hand.

"I am Brian or Road Dogg if you are a wrestling fan." he said with a chuckle.

"Please call me, Hannah, and I apologize but I wasn't a fan until I got the job." I said and he laughed.

"Don't worry... you will be." he said as another man came into the room.

"Chris, this is Hannah, your new assistant director of security." he said as the man walked into the room. He was larger, worked out, shaved head, and was probably either military or former law enforcement.

"Nice to meet you, Hannah, I have heard good things." he said and I smiled at me.

"Let's walk around and I will show you what we have to do before the shows." he said and I nodded.

I followed him around for the next two hours before the show started, and we checked for everything. He went over what we had to do for protocol, where to get things, who our main contacts were, and other things. I met a lot of people, and wrote down a lot of notes for references. We finished up, and told me to go walk around and check in with the different security guards.

I was almost done when I ran into Baron. He was filming a vignette and ran over to give me a hug when he was done.

"I'm glad you are here!" he said and I chuckled.

"Thanks, it's a lot to take in, but I like it." I said and he smiled at me.

"Baron, come on, you have to go out." the production person said and Baron told me to follow him. I walked with him and saw as he went out. The whole thing was very impressive, and I didn't realize how much really went into this show almost every night.

"Move." a voice said and I turned to see a taller man behind me. He had short reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, and looked like a swat person.

"I'm not in your way." I said and turned back around as I heard him chuckle behind me.

"You must be new." he said and shoved past me. I shook my head as Baron came back behind the curtain and walked over to me.

"Who are you giving that look to?" he asked me and I chuckled because I didn't realize that I was still glaring in his general direction.

"Fuck face over there." I said as Baron laughed and the guy looked at us.

"That's Dean. He just came back from an injury, and his wife left him for another wrestler while he was gone. He is just an asshole." he said and I nodded as he my walk talkie when off.

"I gotta go. I will find you after the show." I said and walked away as I felt Dean watching me walk away. I looked back to see him smirking at me. I hoped that I didn't run into him again.

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