A/N: My partner is probably going to kill me for starting this because it means I won't be working on my own novel… but I can't ignore this idea! Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER (and only one): Only the plot and any characters I create not already created by WWE.

The Personal Assistant

Chapter One: The Godaughter

"I can't… no you don't get it… I am late, again and you're not helping!"

A frustrated Jonathon Good grabbed his bag and leather jacket and dashed out of the hotel room with his phone held to his ear.

"Look, I'll call you when my flight gets in… you too… alright… alright, bye."

Jon ended the call as he entered the elevator and leaned against the wall behind him, closing his eyes briefly. His bosses were going to be chewing him out for being late to the interview with the radio station. It wasn't his first time being late and it probably wouldn't be his last.

The elevator dinged it's arrival in the lobby and he ran out, giving Joe a wave as he hurried past.

"Stephanie's gonna kill you!" called Joe jokingly.

"Not my fault!" Jon yelled back before diving into a waiting taxi and telling the driver the address, ignoring the buzzing of his phone with the name STEPHANIE MCMAHON flashing across the screen.

"That's it!" snapped a frustrated Stephanie slamming her phone on the desk, "If the man wasn't so popular and damn talented I would have suspended him long before this!"

"Dwayne was like this at the peak of his WWE career," commented Vince from where he stood looking out Stephanie's office window.

"And how did you solve his issues?"

"I hired him a personal assistant. The man was never late after that."

Stephanie gave a slow nod, "Then let's put an advertisement up on the website."

"No. I know the perfect person to keep Jonathon Good in line," said Vince turning to face his daughter, "You know her as well."

Stephanie frowned in confusion, "I do?"

A small smile appeared on Vince's face as he walked over to Stephanie and pulled his phone from his pocket and unlocked it. Stephanie watched her father curiously until he held his phone out for Stephanie to see.

"TJ."

"Perfect, don't you think?" asked Vince casually, "Strong minded. Stubborn as Jon, if not more so. Plus, that girl is more organised then the national library. Jon will never be late and never forget an appointment."

"Have you spoken to TJ?" asked Stephanie curiously, "Recently?"

"She will be at tonight's show. She is here for a holiday."

TJ – or rather Tara-Jayne Gregory looked at the stadium she stood outside of. It was two hours before Raw started but her godfather, Vince McMahon had wanted to see her to catch up. TJ brushed her ear length, lightly curled dark red hair from her face and pulled the door to the Smoothie King Centre open. She walked over to the counter and flashed her special access pass and was led to the back corridors. TJ looked around at the people rushing about in awe, spotting some of the in ring talent moving about in their outfits, or heading to do required tasks.

"Little Tara-Jayne!"

TJ turned around in surprise and grinned at her godfather. She hurried over to him and Vince greeted her with a big warm hug.

"Hello Uncle Vince," said TJ with a smile that crinkled her hazel eyes.

"How are you?"

"Enjoying myself. I love New Orleans. It's a pity my holiday ends in a few days. But I miss the kids."

"How do you handle looking after so many of them?"

"Organization is key, but so is having fun and having passion for it," replied TJ with a pointed finger, "Is Steph here?"

"Yes I am."

TJ looked over to a propped open door and let out a squeal. She ran from Vince and hugged the older woman she saw as a sister excitedly. Many people looked at TJ and Stephanie in surprise. Stephanie pulled back and grinned at TJ.

"Look at you! Has it really been five years?" asked Stephanie in wonder.

"Apparently," sighed TJ, "I brought tickets to your Brisbane show though. This trip was spur of the moment and just happened to coincide with tonight's show."

Stephanie led TJ into her office with Vince following and closing the door. TJ sat on the lounge beside Stephanie.

TJ took in Stephanie's pencil skirt, light blue blouse, jacket and black heels. She felt incredibly under dressed in her dark green skinny jeans, grey singlet and black, faded leather jacket and boots.

"How is life, TJ?" asked Vince softly.

TJ managed a small smile and fiddled with the loose watch she always wore, "It's okay. I make ends meet without relying on my inheritance… Mum's… well she doesn't know who I am. The Doctor's think she will remain that way for the rest of her life and with Dad dead… well… it's like she lost all hope and sense of herself… not even I am enough to bring her back."

Stephanie squeezed TJ's hand, "Sweetie… what about you?"

"Me? I go to work, I come home… I go to work, I come home… I see Mum three times a week. I visit Dad's grave every Sunday," TJ shrugged with a smile, "But here I am with my sister from another woman and mister and my Uncle Vinny. Pity Shane isn't here or Linda."

"Linda sends you her love and wants to see you very soon," said Vince with a warm smile, "But… Steph and I also had another reason we wanted to see you."

"Oh?" said TJ with a raised eyebrow.

"TJ… you are the most organised person I have ever known and I mean that in a good way. Now I know you love your job with children… but is that what you want to do for the rest of your life? Especially after studying management?"

TJ twisted the watch and shrugged, "It pays the bills… but I mean… I guess not."

"Have you ever thought of starting in the business side of things with being someone's personal assistant?"

TJ gave a slight nod, "I-I have but I just didn't think I could do it, you know?"

Stephanie looked at TJ in amusement, "TJ you could easily do it and do it damn well."

"Why are we talking about this?"

Vince smiled, "I want to offer you, my Tara-Jayne, a job."

TJ's eyebrow's lifted up in surprise, "I'm sorry, what?"

"A job as the personal assistant to one of our top superstars."

"Basically, you would keep track of his schedule, organise his flights and other means of travel, keep him on time for interviews, shows, signings and meetings. Ensure he has everything he needs. It would mean spending a lot of time with him however, I have no doubt that you can handle him."

"You would be paid extremely well for everything and would never have to cover any costs from your own pocket," added Stephanie, "We could even begin with a three month contract and see how it goes. What do you say?"

TJ bit her lip in thought. It was the dream job but it meant being away from her mother… who wouldn't even notice. And her job. She did love her job but it wasn't what she wanted to do.

"I'm in. Three months for now and we can discuss the rest I guess," said TJ.

Stephanie clapped happily and Vince grinned.

"So… who will I be PA too?"

Jon walked through the corridor and rounded the corner, spotting Renee chatting with Corey Graves.

"Nee?" called Jon.

Renee looked up and smiled at Jon. She walked over and greeted him with a kiss to the lips, "Hey. You were really cranky this morning."

Jon sighed, "I was running late. Which I did explain to you."

"So sue me for wanting to talk to you," grumbled Renee turning away.

Jon rolled his eyes, "I have to go see the boss people anyway. We will catch up after the show."

Jon pressed a kiss to Renee's cheek and hurried away before she could talk more. He loved Renee, however at times he could find her incredibly needy. Especially with the amount of engagement hints she kept dropping him.

Jon found Stephanie's office and knocked twice before hearing permission for him to enter. He was surprised to see not just Stephanie but also Vince, along with another woman.

"You wanted to see me?" mentioned Jon.

"Take a seat Jon," gestured Vince.

Jon sat opposite Vince and waited expectantly.

"We have a solution to your constant tardiness," spoke Stephanie sternly, "Meet TJ – your personal assistant as assigned by us. TJ is uniquely suited to this position as your PA and will ensure you never forget any responsibilities your high profile position comes with."

Jon looked at the woman called TJ silently. She smiled kindly at him, albeit nervously. Jon stretched out his hand, "Nice to meet you TJ."

TJ shook his hand with her smaller hand with black painted nails, "You too, Jon."

Jon was surprised by her accent but didn't let it show.

"So, here is Jon's itinerary for the next month," said Stephanie handing TJ a folder, "A phone for you to keep track of everything with our numbers in it, along with Jon's. Now, which hotel are you at currently?"

TJ shifted uncomfortably in her seat, "Economy Inn."

Jon looked at Vince who was frowning at TJ, though Jon thought where she was at shouldn't really concern the man.

"Right, well we will have your belongings moved to the Le Pavilion Hotel," said Stephanie brightly, "Jon, why don't you use the time to get to know your PA and introduce her to those she will interact with a lot."

Jon gave a nod, thanked the McMahons and left the office, surprised at the door shutting before TJ walked out.

"Thanks for this," said TJ to her godfather and Stephanie.

"The Economy Hotel?" asked Vince.

"I told you," said TJ firmly, "I don't use my inheritance Uncle Vince… look, I need to go get to know this Jon bloke."

TJ gave a brief wave goodbye and left the office to nearly run into Jon.

"So," said TJ, "Let me start with the formalities. My name is TJ Gregory. I am twenty-seven and from the land Down Under known as Australia. No, we don't ride on kangaroos, yes we have computer's and electricity. Crocodiles don't live in our pools and would you believe it when I say we live in actual houses?"

Jon looked at TJ in a stunned silence before bursting out into laughter, "Nice to meet you TJ. My name is Jon Good, though many know me as Dean Ambrose. I am twenty-nine and from America – I live in Vegas and really haven't lived in Cincinnati in years. We don't have kangaroos here… and not all of us eat sloppy joes."

TJ chuckled, "So, you're always late huh?"

Jon rubbed the back of his hair awkwardly as they walked along the corridor, "Yeah."

"Lucky you have me now," said TJ before silence fell between them, "Listen. I'm sure you have more important things to do then drag me around like some lost puppy. How about I get this itinerary memorised and into the phone and I will call you when I need to find you?"

Jon didn't look convinced until a petite blonde woman yelled out to him. He looked at TJ hesitantly but TJ shooed him away before finding her way to catering and settled at the table to begin memorising the schedule.

"Who's the newbie?" asked Renee as she walked with Jon towards his locker room.

"My new personal assistant, TJ," replied Jon, "Assigned to me by Vince and Steph."

"Oh."

Jon glanced at Renee, noticing her frown, "Babe, don't go there."

"I'm not."

"You are if you know what I am talking about."

Renee gave a huff.

Jon sighed and turned to face Renee, his hands resting on her hips, "Nee, I love you. You are the only woman for me, alright?"

Renee looked at Jon with pursed lips but managed to crack a small smile and nodded. He pressed his lips to her softly, pinching her rear at the same moment. Renee squealed and jumped away, slapping his arm. Jon winked and headed into his locker room where Joe and Colby were.

"So, what did boss man and lady want?" asked Colby.

"Ah they just assigned me a personal assistant," shrugged Jon unzipping his bag and pulling his jeans and unstable Ambrose shirt out, along with his tape for his hands.

Joe chuckled along with Colby. Jon threw a half empty bottle of water at the Joe, who managed to duck in time.

"So… tell us about them," dug Colby.

"Her name is TJ, Australian and seems pretty cool," replied Jon as he pulled his shirt off and yanked on his black one.

"Oh a lady PA. Nice."

Jon rolled his eyes, knowing exactly what a very single and nightly mingling Colby Lopez was thinking.

TJ pressed the saved button on her work phone and brushed a stray lock of hair from her eyes as she leaned back and released a sigh.

"TJ, right?"

TJ looked up to see the petite blonde who had called out to Jon a while ago.

"Oh, yeah… you're Renee?" replied TJ, hoping she was right.

Renee gave her a tight smile as she sat down opposite her, "Listen, I'm a pretty easy going kind of girl. But I know that Jon is damn good looking so I am going to keep this simple for you. Keep your eyes, hands and mind off of him on any level other than professional. He is my man and it will stay that way. Understood?"

TJ looked at Renee in surprise before outright laughing. Renee looked at her angrily until TJ calmed down.

"I have no intentions of hooking up with Jon," said TJ coolly, "Keep your threats to yourself. You don't know me, nor where I come from. It would be wise of you to just trot on back to your camera and stick to doing what you do best."

TJ picked up her folder and work phone and strode out of catering rolling her eyes at Renee's carry on. TJ rounded the corner colliding into another person. She stumbled backwards and looked up in surprise to be standing before not just Jon but also Joe and Colby.

"You alright?" asked Joe as TJ brushed her hair from her eyes.

"Oh just peachy," replied TJ with a tense tone, "Jon, I've put nearly everything into the phone. I'll confirm everything with you after the show."

"So you're TJ," grinned Colby.

TJ glanced at Colby briefly before turning her attention back to Jon, "Renee is just lovely by the way."

Jon managed a smile at that before TJ hurried past, pulling another phone from her bag.

"She is gorgeous!" exclaimed Colby.

"She took no notice of you," commented Joe to Colby.

"She looked at me, man."

"For two seconds."

Jon sighed, ignoring the bickering between his friends and entered the catering, spotting his girlfriend glaring at a bottle of water.

"Hey," said Jon softly sitting beside Renee, "What did that bottle do to you?"

Renee looked at Jon before standing up and storming out of catering.

"Damn. What did you do, bro?" asked Joe sitting down with a chicken salad roll.

"Who knows?" sighed Jon not even bothering to chase after Renee.

TJ read over her resignation letter, attached her signature and emailed it to her now old boss. She bounced her foot in time to 'Gold Digger' by Kanye playing through her headphones. She opened up another email for the nursing home her mother was in and told them about her current situation. She knew they would be fine with it and TJ knew she would be in Brisbane in a few weeks for the Australian tour. With any luck, her Uncle Vince would allow her time to finalise and pack her belongings.

TJ also knew she needed to find a base home for herself in America, though knowing her Aunt Linda, she would be made to stay with them during any down time, however, TJ thought it better if she found a place in Las Vegas, considering she was Jon's PA.

TJ jumped in surprise from a tap on the shoulder and looked up. The bloke with blonde patch of hair growing out and dressed like a power ranger stood before her with a grin.

"Yes?" said TJ as she pulled her headphones out and paused her music.

"I didn't get to introduce myself before. I'm Colby. Jon and I were part of the Shield."

"Can I be honest with you?" said TJ.

Colby nodded and sat beside her on the bench seat.

"I enjoy wrestling but I haven't been paying much attention to it for the last three years. To me, you are literally no one I recognise. I don't know who the Shield is or were… so there you have it."

Colby gave a nod, "Well, I'll have to help you catch up."

TJ looked at Colby curiously before smiling a little, "That would be great. Tell me, is Jon a heel or face?"

"Ah, so you know the terminology. That's a good start."

TJ snorted, "I'm not that out of whack, you know?"

Colby chuckled, "Jon is face. The WWE Universe love the guy to bits."

TJ nodded, jotting it down in an open word document, "Sweet… alright… I guess I can just google all of this later."

"You could or you could just go to YouTube and watch clips."

TJ grinned at Colby, "You're a genius. So much so you are forcing the blonde out of you."

Colby looked at TJ blankly. TJ raised her eyebrows and gestured to his hair and Colby instantly felt like an idiot.

"Then again," muttered TJ turning away as she opened up the YouTube app on her iPad.

Colby shifted awkwardly and cleared his throat, "I'd better go warm up."

TJ looked up at Colby as he stood up and began to walk away, "What about you? Heel or face?"

Colby turned back to TJ and gave her a cheeky grin, "Heel, love. The best role to play."

TJ chuckled as he walked away.

TJ watched the show backstage by the monitors, getting to know members of the crew throughout the night. It turned out a few of the talent had personal assistants, such as John Cena and Randy Orton. TJ took notes about Jon's storyline on her iPad, adding notes of her own.

After his match against Kane, Jon came backstage looking anything but exhausted. He spotted TJ and greeted her with a smile.

"Good match," commented TJ, "I won't keep you long… unless you wanted to shower first and talk after?"

"I have to go find Renee and sort shit out with her," said Jon with a sigh at the end, "So let's just talk now."

TJ nodded, "Right. So I noticed you didn't have a car sorted for getting to Lafayette… before I organise one… do you have a lift?"

"Renee."

"True," chuckled TJ feeling dumb, "I can mark that off. So you have a photo shoot before the Smackdown taping. It's at the stadium and happens at two sharp. I will call you at twelve tomorrow to remind you and at eight in the morning to make sure you are on the road to Lafayette."

Jon nodded slowly, "Right."

TJ grinned at him, "Don't underestimate me, Mr Good. I can be your friend and work with you or be the biggest pain in your arse. Your co-operation will determine the outcome."

Jon looked at TJ curiously before she turned and walked away, a slight skip in her step.

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