The Shield Girl (WWE Shield Fanfic)

Saving Penny Eagle

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        Seth blocked us as Dean and I jumped from the ring area. We needed to get to Dove before she was seriously hurt.

        "She's fine," Seth whispered to me, "She's a strong girl."

        It felt uncomfortable for him saying that, but I loosened a little. But Dean didn't and bolted from his grip, zooming toward the backstage door. I followed, but Seth stayed out there for his next match. 

        Even though Dean got a head start, I reached Dove first. Jamie Noble and Joey Mercury were clobering my friend, but she was trying to fight back. I ran toward her, grabbing Noble's collared shirt and tossing him over Dove's desk. Mercury grabbed Dove's hair, which looked like it was previously in a tight bun, and threw her toward me, thinking it was Noble.

        I grabbed her and sat her down by the desk and slammed myself into Mercury just as Dean entered the room. I made a hole in the wall, which was particially covered in blood from me. I left Joey in the hole and went to talk to Dove, or Penny Eagle.

        "Ms. Eagle" I asked Dove, as I crouched to see her, "what happened?"

        "I... I don't know..." Dove stuttered, "J&J came in and just started attacking me..."

        I stood up and behind the desk to see Noble laying on the ground. I picked him up by his collar and jerked him against the desk.

        "Who told you to attack Ms. Eagle?" I told him.

        "Why would I tell you?" he snapped back. I let go and slammed him on the ground.

        Medics had come in to take care of Dove and I walked over to Dean. 

        "I betcha it was Seth," Dean said.

        "Well, obviously," I repliled right as Triple H and Stephanie came in.

        Stephanie gasped and asked us what happened.

        "We think it was the work of Seth Rollins," Dean said, "or just the Authority."

        "Why would we do such a thing to our new secretary?" Stephanie said comfortably. She knelt down to check on Penny with the medics.

        "We need to figure out what's up with Seth," Triple H told Dean and I, "We need to know why he did what he did. And Ms. Eagle was going to be presented tonight, but I guess Seth got ahead of us."

        "We'll figure him out," I told HHH, "Dean and I, we could do it."

        "Well, good luck to you both," he told us.        

       HHH exited the view of the camera. The last shot the Universe got of the incident was Dean Ambrose and I looking at each other and start talking of plans to get Seth.

        The second the cameras went off, I ran over to Dove. She seemed to be fine, but I just needed to check for myself.

        "Are you alright, Taylor?" I asked my friend.

        "Perfect," she said, smiling,

        "She'll be fine," said a medic from behind me, "As for you, well, your a different story."

        I turned around to see Nathan Ross, from my second family in Texas. He had short, professional looking black hair and a pale complexion. His bright blue eyes were squinting in a large smile that matched the one on his lips.

        Forgetting about the blood running from my head, I ran toward him and gave him a large hug. He returned it, but jerked me back and reminding me of the blood.

        He set me down on the desk and took out his medical supplies. He started cleaning me up while asking me questions.

        "24 years, huh?" he asked me, "Are you in a relationship yet?"

        I looked at Dove, who overheard that question. She shook her head.

        I sighed heavily. "I've only seen a few guys," I lied, "but, they weren't for me."

        "Pity," he said, echoing my large sigh, "but, same goes for me." He took out a needle and thread to stitch up my busted head. "My wife died three years ago, with only a daughter to remember her by. But Beth doesn't remember her mother, unfortunatly. My poor Claire died while giving birth."

        I had to take a minute to realize what he said. "Beth?"

        He looked at me and smiled. "Yes, Hannah. Her name is Beth." He went back to sewing my wound. "Bethany Claire Ross. A sweet little angel. She loves watching Auntie Han on TV. Its adorable when she does your World War III hand gestures with you. She's dying to meet you."

        As Nathan kept talking, I couldn't help but smile. And hearing that I was still apart of the Ross family was touching, too.

        "You know, her birthday's coming up in a few weeks," Nathan told me when he finished, "She'd love a visit from you."

        "It'd be an honor," I said with a smile. He returned it and wrapped his arms around me in a large embrace. Just like the smile, I returned the hug gladly.

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        "You know, I'd never guess that you'd be in the WWE," he told me after the show was over. It was pitch black in Baton Rouge and everyone were boarding their designated buses. 

        I laughed a little. "Why'd you think that?" I asked.

        "Well, I don't know," he admitted, "I guess, I didn't think they'd let such a tough girl like you even touch the ring. Not like I couldn't think you'd do it, but it just seemed like you were meant for the ring, you know."

        "What made you think that I was tough? I mean, I don't remember showing it," I said, stopping in front of the door to my bus, with Dean, Dove, and the Usos on board.

        "The way that you could put up with all of us boys," he said, smiling, "Dad, Kendall, Justin, me, Xavier, and Davie; I thought that you were fed up with us. Just know that you still are apart of our family, even if your with that family in Mississippi. Here," he said, pulling out his phone, "I'll give you numbers to them."

        He started calling out his and his brother's numbers, but I noticed that he didn't call out numbers for six people. When he finished, I wanted to ask him about Dad and that I saw his brothers in the crowd, but I was summoned into the bus.

        "Bye, Nathan!" I called out to him.

        "See you in Nawlins!" he called jokingly.

        I boarded the bus and saw that the twins had bags with the McDonald's logos on it. I set my stuff down in the front and walked toward the back with my friend and brother, grabbing a bag and talking with everyone. 

        "So, Penny Eagle, huh?" I asked Dove while Dean, the twins, and Joe were deep in conversation.

        "Yeah," she said, "They gave me a storyline about a week ago. The only thing I made up was the name, which I have a cool catchphrase for when I start fighting."

        "Oh yeah?" I laughed, "And what would that be?"

        " 'Soarin' like an Eagle!'," she smiled. We laughed ourselves to sleep, thinking about how it would actually be like if Dove started wrestling.

        She probably already designed her outfit, I thought as I drifted off to sleep.