Katie was sure the pounding of her heart could be heard through the long corridors in the backstage area of the arena. Her first night in her new position was only a couple of hours from starting, and though she was nervous, she couldn't be more excited and prepared. She had worked hard for this. She knew she would thrive. She had just been hired as a new photographer for the WWE, working on the Raw brand. During her interview, she had pitched an idea to WWE executives to take photographs that showcased a 'different side' of the wrestlers the fans loved – pictures from their travels, from backstage, while they were training, at various appearances and events, and the like. The executives took the bait and soon Katie found herself in yet another interview – this time with Stephanie McMahon and Paul Levesque, who also approved of her idea. A new, special section of the WWE website would be made for this project, and it was exclusively Katie's. When they told her she was hired, she didn't breathe for about five minutes. Being able to take all these photographs meant that she would be traveling with the company: traveling and photography, her two favourite things, were now a part of her job. How cool was that?

As she walked through the corridors backstage, Katie couldn't help but want to pay a visit to her cousin Stephen, better known as Sheamus. She was proud to say that he had absolutely no part in her getting the job – he didn't even know she was considering working for the company. He found out by chance – he happened to be at WWE head office the same day as her interview and had found her and Paul Levesque chatting in the hallway after her meeting.

Luckily when she turned another corridor, her questions were answered: there was Sheamus chatting with John Cena, both of them still in their regular attire. She stopped immediately and grabbed her camera, hanging from her neck. She quickly snapped a photo of the superstars chatting. Almost immediately after, Sheamus turned his head and noticed her, seeing only a small portion of her face behind the huge camera. He smiled.

"There she is!" he exclaimed, motioning for her to come over. Katie walked towards them with her camera in her hands, smiling the entire time. Sheamus has always been like an older brother to her, and she was ecstatic that they would now be traveling together. Despite living thousands of miles away from each other, they had always been remarkably close.

"How are you, Shamu?" she asked, using the nickname she had given him when she found out what his ring name was.

"Shamu?" John interrupted, looking between the two incredulously. "That's...well that's brilliant, if you ask me."

Sheamus playfully shoved Cena by pushing his shoulder before turning his attention back to Katie. "John, this is my cousin Katie, the one I was telling you about."

John's eyes lit up instantly as he smiled. "The photographer?"

Katie blushed at the fact that John Cena, one of – if not the – biggest names in wrestling already knew who she was. "It's nice to meet you, John," she extended her hand to him, and she shook it strongly.

"Shamu over here already told me about your pitch to the executives," John mentioned. "You've got balls, kid."

Katie laughed. "And to think, they took the bait," she downplayed herself, not wanting to seem overly confident. "So my cousin has already been talking about me, huh?" she nudged Sheamus with her elbow. "Can't keep your mouth shut can you?"

"Come on Katie, I have to brag about you," Sheamus tried to defend himself. "The idea was great!"

Katie rolled her eyes at his comment. "Whatever you say, Shamu."

John looked between the two cousins and shook his head in pretend disappointment. He could already tell Katie would be great at her job, a natural, if you will. She was very comfortable around him and didn't shield her personality; if she was comfortable around the biggest name in the business, then she would be fine around everyone else.

"Well, I don't know about you two, but I'm starving," John said suddenly. "Let's go to catering. I bet everyone is waiting for us anyway."

Once Katie, Sheamus and John entered the catering area, they were immediately flagged down by Kofi Kingston, who was already sitting at a table, eating his meal. Other superstars had congregated in the area or were lining up to get food. Katie held her breath as she mentally named everyone she saw: Dolph Ziggler, the Miz, AJ Lee, Zack Ryder. She wanted to scream out in excitement but tried her hardest to keep her composure. She was a big fan of the business, which is partly the reason why she worked so hard to get the job. Working with the superstars was a dream come true for her, even if it would take some getting used to.

She took some pasta salad, bread, and a small chicken breast from catering and made her way over to the table where Kofi Kingston was sitting. Sheamus immediately introduced them, and Kofi opened up to her warmly, asking about her job and her photography. Soon AJ Lee joined the table and they were all immersed in conversation. Katie felt incredibly comfortable around all these superstars, who were larger-than-life to so many (including her), yet completely normal people. People who joked, laughed, said crude jokes, stuffed their faces with bread and pulled 'that's what she said' moments to their friends.

"Mind if I join you, ladies and germs?" a voice suddenly rang out. Everybody at the table looked to see the Straight Edge Superstar, CM Punk, standing with a plate of food in his hands, his large headphones draped over his neck.

"Making room for the skinny fatass as we speak," John commented, moving closer towards AJ so Punk could sit in the middle of the table, directly across from Katie.

Once he was settled in his seat he looked at Katie strangely. "Who are you?" he asked.

Before Sheamus could answer, Katie smiled and extended her hand towards Punk. "I'm Katie Cadenza, a new photographer for Raw," she said proudly, with a hint of cockiness in her voice. She knew Punk's personality and didn't want to be intimidated by him – she also didn't want him to think he could intimidate her.

Punk shook her hand, noticing the cockiness in her voice. "So, are you going to be taking promos of me in my trunks or something?" he asked.

"Not exactly," she answered. "WWE bought my idea to show the fans a different side of the superstars, so I'll be traveling with Raw photographing the superstars backstage, while you guys are traveling, at events...all that fun stuff."

Punk raised his eyebrows at what he had just heard. "So you're telling me this company is paying you to travel and take pictures? Damn, I picked the wrong career choice."

Katie was slightly taken aback by his comment, but decided to not let it faze her. "I don't think you picked the wrong career choice. Stick with wrestling. You couldn't do my job."

From beside Punk, Cena's mouth gaped open as he let out a whistle and a small 'damn!' as Katie made her comment. Punk continued to look at her, eyebrows raised. He had a small smirk on his face, now knowing he couldn't break this mysterious woman who was sitting across from him. "She's a feisty one," he said to John.

"Well, she is related to Sheamus," John nodded his head towards the Great White, who was still smiling at Katie's comments. He taught her well.

Katie looked at Punk and grinned. "I grew up with four older brothers," she told him. "I'm not scared of you."

Punk smiled back at her before forking some pasta into his mouth. "Good," he said. "Cause I'm sure not scared of you either, kid."