Title: Still Not Sure What I Stand For

Author: Karen U

Pairing/Character: Eve Torres/Seth Rollins, the Shield, others

Disclaimer: No one you recognize belongs to me

Rating: R

Summary: They're going to make sure she gets her revenge. She just doesn't know it yet.

Spoilers: 12/31/12 RAW

Warnings: language, violence, adult situations

Random Note: Don't know what the heck this site did, but when they started listing Seth Rollins under Tyler Black/Seth Rollins for the character name, all my stuff listed with Eve and Seth as the main characters? Suddenly had Goldust listed as the guy instead. WTH?

Another Note: This story will not be nice to Zack Ryder. Honestly, I don't think any of my stories are...

oh, Lord, I'm still not sure what I stand for... what do I stand for... what do I stand for... most nights, I don't know... -Some Nights, written and performed by Fun

Part One

He jerked a hand through his hair as he made his way down the hallway, well aware that the look of annoyance on his own face was mirrored on the faces of those that were with him. He didn't need to look to the side to see that, and he didn't particularly want to see the look on Dean's face, anyway. He knew the man - the leader of Shield - was pissed. Not that Seth blamed him; he was pissed, too. And Roman was definitely pissed, if the fact that he'd managed to punch a hole in the wall was any sort of an indicator.

"Orton wasn't scheduled to be here tonight," Dean Ambrose muttered under his breath, clearly angry, obviously not happy that they'd been taken by surprise during what was supposed to be a three-on-one handicap match against Ryback. It wasn't all that surprising that Sheamus had come out there during the match; yeah, they'd taken the guy down earlier in the night, but the big Irishman was resilient. Of course he would come out there to help Ryback. But Orton? The asshole loner that was supposed to still be out with a bad shoulder? That one had been a surprise.

"We'll get him back. We'll get the upper hand again," Roman said from Dean's other side, and a quick glance over told Seth Rollins that Reigns was flexing his hands as he spoke, then curling them into fists. His knuckles were bruised from where he'd hit the wall earlier.

"Of course we will," Ambrose replied, an edge to his voice, the man opening his mouth to say more, but before he could do so, the sound of a scream ripped through the air and caused all three of them to freeze.

"Let go of me, you asshole!" a voice that was definitely female shouted out, and without thinking about what he was doing, Seth quickened his pace, heading for the sound of it, then cursing loudly when he felt himself being pulled back, a hand fisted in the back of his black t-shirt as he was dragged into the nearest locker room.

"What the hell?" he hissed out, glaring at Dean. "Something's happening-"

"Give it a minute," Dean snapped out, glancing out of the room and into the hallway, Seth shoving him out of the way so that he could look as well.

He could see the glint of a title belt on the ground, obviously the divas' championship, which meant that, whatever was happening, Eve Torres, the current champion was involved in it. His fists clenching, he looked over at Dean.

"We have to stop this," he bit out, an instant before he heard a very pained male scream, the noise followed by a thud and something that sounded like it had something of a crunch behind it.

"You stupid bitch!" was yelled from the hallway, though it didn't sound quite right, like the person was having trouble speaking. The sounds of someone approaching came then, and Dean yanked the door mostly shut before they could be seen... All three members of the Shield watching as Zack Ryder stumbled around the corner. He wasn't walking right, a sign that he'd likely been kicked in the nuts, and he was clutching at his face, though blood could be seen streaming from between his fingers. He at least had a busted mouth, and might even have a broken nose; it was impossible to tell.

Seth hoped it was broken.

Shaking his head, the man started to reach for the doorknob, frowning when Dean once more shook his head. "What the hell? Someone needs to check on her-"

"And you really think that's a good idea? For us to come around that corner when she's just fought off one attacker?" Ambrose questioned, and Seth knew what he was getting at. Odds were, having the Shield suddenly come around the corner after she'd already been attacked would just scare her more. Not that they would do anything to her; but she didn't know that.

"Why didn't we help her?"

"If she'd needed it, we would have. She had to have the chance to fight him off herself, and she did. Now she knows she can do it. She can make him run like a little girl," Ambrose said, keeping his voice low as they heard more movement in the hallway. This time it was Eve, the diva hurrying her way through the hall, her jacket held tightly around her and her title belt sticking out of her bag. She looked skittish and upset, and it was no wonder, after what had just happened. Once she was gone, no longer in danger of hearing them in the locker room, Dean continued to speak. "And more importantly, Ryder knows she can do it. He knows that she can make him bleed if he tries anything. That she can make him run. It will make him think twice before he gets near her again. He knows that she can rescue herself. That she doesn't have to wait for someone else to save her."

"Damn it, Dean-"

"I know. I didn't like it, either. But she's okay. And when the Shield goes after him, he won't expect it." Ambrose smirked at the surprised look on Seth's face. "You think he's going to get away with a kick to the nuts and a busted face? No. He's our next target. He committed an injustice. And we're going to make him pay. And it's that much better that we weren't needed now, because he'll have no idea that we're coming for him until we actually do it."

"And if he tries to attack Eve again?" Seth asked, and Dean's smirk turned into an almost scary smile.

"After we're done with him, he won't be in any condition to do much of anything to anyone. We'll make sure of that."