A/N: I haven't done a wrestling fanfiction in so long that I really hope you enjoy this one! Been loving all the Shield stories on here for the last week and after reading the majority, I still wanted more so I thought I'd write my own!

Three Oc's in this story. I own Aria, Charlie and Becky.

Aria will be played by Nina Dobrev.

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Aria's Shield

"Thanks." I said as I put my feet up on Ted's lap.

"I did not sit down to be your foot rest."

"I thought we were friends!"

"We are."

"Well then fulfil your friendly duty!"

"Alright, what is it going to be this time?" Rebecca asked me as she fluffed my hair in different directions.

"Definitely not that!" I smoothed down what she had just done.

"I think she should get a Mohawk." Ted suggested, ruffling his hand through my hair.

"Would you stop? Brad Maddox is on, have some respect!" I slapped his hand away and pointed at the TV.

Goofing around backstage with Ted was a common occurrence. We'd always end up with Rebecca who was the hair stylist of the divas. When I first joined the WWE, none of the divas wanted to talk to the Newbie. Instead, I got to know Rebecca, who soon became my best friend, along with Charlotte; we call Charlie, who is a makeup artist. I met Ted through a very weird drunken night and we've been close ever since.

My name is Aria and I am a WWE diva.

I had now been now for two years. I joined when I was 21 and with the help Punk, Jay and Randy, I had immensely improved over the years.

"Aww..." Ted's hand stroked down Becky's face.

"What are you doing?" She glared at him.

"That's the look of love...regret..."

"We dated for two months, let it go!"

It was true. Rebecca had dated Brad Maddox's. It was a very weird relationship and Brad is a very weird man. Brad and I had a love hate relationship, we were mean to each other, but nothing was taken personally. I don't even know how it ended, it was just weird.

"I'm here for you." He patted her back.

She frowned at him, "You'll be getting a mohawk if you don't be careful."

Brad Maddox was on the screen with a big smirk on his face. "Someone's blushing." Ted's head nodded in the direction of Becky who did not look amused.

"I have scissors." She warned.

"Scissors of lov-" She raised the scissors. "Ok I'll stop."

"Wise choice." She turned back to the TV. Ted looked over at Becky and then back at me and did a heart with his fingers. I rolled my eyes playfully and turned back to the TV.

"My name is Brad Maddox, general manager of Monday night Raw. After the events of last night, various individuals expressed their opinions including these comments made by Dolph Ziggler in reference to Triple H."

Flashed up on the screen came: 'I wondered what his intentions were. To be honest, I have never really trusted him since I started working here.'

"Oh o, he in trouble." Charlie spoke as she walked in the room.

"What do you think they'll do?" I asked as I leaned back.

"Now for the record, it is not because of these remarks but rather because Dolph Ziggler is a show off and we here at the WWE would like to give Mr Ziggler every opportunity to show off...tonight in a 3 on one handicap match against the shield."

"Ouch." Becky pulled a face. "Poor Ziggler."

I let Becky put my hair up for tonight. As far as I was aware, I didn't have a match, although maybe later I would have a segment. I headed down the corridor with Charlie by my side.

"I still can't believe what happened last night." She shook her head. "I mean although I knew nothing would stop Randy from going for that title, I just didn't think it would happen like that."

"I know." I nodded.

"Have you spoken to him?"

Randy was a man who usually kept to himself, but we did have a friendship. I was one of the fewer divas, in his words, he could actually stand.

I took it as a compliment.

It's Randy Orton. Who wouldn't!?

"No." I replied. "I guess I'll just wait for him to come to me." I helped Charlie packed up her makeup supplies on her table.

"Aria-" She nudged me.

"What?"

"Look." My eyes flickered away from Charlie. As I looked around, as soon as I saw it, I knew exactly what, or should I say who, she was referring to.

The Shield.

I still remember their debut. They had everyone confused about their intentions. Were they working for Punk? Where did they come from?

They soon made their intentions clear.

They wanted to prevent the WWE from injustice.

I didn't quite understand their logic, but I always kept an eye on what they were up to. They were unpredictable and they fascinated me. I'd never spoken to any of them, truth is, they did intimidate me and trust me, I've mouthed off to the likes of Wade Barrett, Jack Swagger, you name them, I've messed with them! But The Shield, I knew not to mess around.

There was one member in particular who captured my attention.

Dean Ambrose.

I gulped down the lump in my throat. He was the one that intrigued me. He was the one that scared me the most. He was cold and if not, he kept that as his appearance. The only time I had seen him smile, he was inflicting pain onto another superstar. Although it hadn't been said, it was clear he was the leader of The Shield.

They demanded respect and they got it.

These big men, I don't know how the Superstars could deal with standing in the ring, alone, as the Shield were coming down to get, what they call, justice.

I would run as far as my legs would carry me!

As they came closer, I shifted my eyes elsewhere, not wanting to make eye contact. They made me feel uncomfortable, but at the same time, I wanted to know more about them.

They had stopped a few yards away, in a group huddle. There were a couple of crew members around, one or two superstars, but it felt as if it was just them and us.

"Do you feel as tense as I do right now?" Charlie whispered to me. I glanced up her and nodded before turning my head to catch one last glance.

Although his head was titled downwards, his eyes were looking up at me. I felt almost a surge knock me backwards, the shock of him noticing me.

I didn't know what to do.

Do I look away? Continue to stare? Staring contest?!

Seth and Roman looked to be in a deep conversation, maybe planning some tactics for tonight, but Dean, he seemed uninterested in their conversation and interested in me. I tried to rattle my brain to what he could be staring at, it had to be me, there was nothing or no one else where I was to see.

He lifted his chin up and was taping his hands, but his eyes were still on me. He wasn't even trying to be subtle about it. He wanted me to know. But why? Why had I got his attention?

I suddenly felt very self-conscious, like I was naked. He looked to be studying me. My lips stayed tightly together as I stared back.

It was just a glance he was giving me, he was staring me down, as if he's the wolf and I'm his prey. I didn't want to back down, but it was hard to hide the affect this look was having on me.

I took a deep breath in and moved my sight elsewhere, but I could still feel his eyes on me. "Charlie..." I tried to act like I was just having a normal conversation with her. "Be subtle, but is...is he staring at me?" Stupidly, she turned her head to look at them as obvious as can be. "I said be subtle!"

"He is. He's looking right at you and he is smirking!" She told me as she turned her back to the Shield.

"Smirking?" I repeated and my eyes lifted back over to where they were.

He did...he did have a small smirk on his face as if he knew how he affected me, as if he knew he won.

I didn't stick with it this time; I broke free from his stare and turned back to Charlie.

"What have you done?"

"What do you mean what have I done?!"

"Well you've obviously got their attention somehow!" She shot at me.

"I haven't done anything!"

"You better hope not!" She nudged me. "You do not want the attention of the Shield, no matter how hot Seth is."

"I told you, I haven't...wait, what?" My mouth gawked open.

"What?" She quickly blurted. "I didn't say anything."

"Seth Rollins?" I raised a brow.

"Sh!" She hissed at me and quickly turned to see if Seth had heard me. "Be cool!"

"And you think you know a girl." I tutted at her.

"You tell anyone, I'll hurt you."

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw them start to move again. I tried to keep my eyes on the floor, but I cracked. Just as they were passing, I looked up.

It happened again!

We made eye contact.

I could feel myself squirm as it was the longest stare down. I don't know what to call it, he didn't smile, he just frowned, but it happened, it happened and I have no idea what it meant.

My eyes stayed firmly on the ground as I felt his bicep brush my arm as he walked past. It was the longest moment of my life. Even Charlie had frozen as they passed, but once they had, she was leaning out and checking out the butt of Seth Rollins.

I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding in when I could no longer see them.

What was what?

"What the hell was that?" Charlie asked as if she could read my mind. "We totally had a moment!"

"We?" I asked her.

"Yes we! You and Dean, Seth and I."

"I did not have a moment with Dean." I said sternly.

"He was checking you out." She wiggled her brows.

"He was not!"

"Even you're not that naive, Aria."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"It means things are going to get real interesting around here." She grinned. "Let's watch the match."

Charlie and I stayed where we were. I was very interested in watching Dolph vs. The Shield, but more importantly, I was interested in watching Dean.

I don't what was happening to me or where this fascination has suddenly come from.

One look.

One look from Dean and that's all it took.

I just wanted Dolph to hurry up and get down to the ring. I was kicking myself for being this excited to see him.

I hated him.

I hated him, didn't I?

The shield had attacked Ted on two different occasions at the end of his matches so how can I think about him like that? They had attacked many others whom were my friends around the locker room. There was no way I could really feel this.

Sierra, Hotel, India, Echo, Lima, Delta, The Shield...

"Rest in peace, Ziggler." I spoke.

I watched as Dean came down in a separate route through the crowd. He remained focused on the ring as the fans tapped his back as he went pass. He hoisted his US title on his shoulder as he hopped over the barrier.

Seth started in the ring with Dolph and the two immediately locked up in the middle of the ring. I begged for the camera to be turned onto Dean, but it didn't. Dolph drove Seth back into the corner where he threw a flurry of punches. A fired up Dolph turned and rallied the crowd. A dazed Seth wandered from the corner and was met by a kick to the gut from Dolph, followed by a snap suplex. As Seth laid flat in the middle of the ring; Dolph ran his hands through his hair and shouted 'Show off...' before delivering two rapid elbow drops.

Dolph was doing well; I just didn't know how long he could keep it up for.

"He is so fine." Charlie sighed.

"Dude!" I nudged her. "They are the enemy!"

"Oh please, I saw you checking out Dean!"

"Aria was checking out Dean?"

My eyes widened. "Oh god no."

"Well, well." My fears were confirmed when we turned to see...The Bellas. "That's interesting."

If the Bellas heard...then it'll pretty much be all the over the locker room in...an hour. "For your information, ladies, she meant Dean from Supernatural." They pulled a confused face. "You know, Sam and Dean Winchester?"

They continued to smirk at me; I could tell they weren't buying it. "Bye Aria." They chimed together.

I waited until they were out of sight, I glared at Charlie, she smiled and shrugged, "Gotta love me!"

"If they spread that, I am sending around a rumour about you and the Big show!"

I didn't want to waste time stressing about the Bellas. I turned back to the monitor to enjoy the match.

Dolph paused before dropping another elbow drop and surveyed the crowd. This delay allowed Seth to scamper to the corner in which his tag team partners waited. A panicked Seth tagged in Dean.

I bit my lip as the man who has invaded my thoughts stepped in the ring.

"Stop drooling." Charlie teased.

"I wasn't!"

I quickly glared at her and continued to watch him.

Dean slowly approaches Dolph and the two locked up. Dean gained the advantage and manoeuvred Dolph into a side headlock. With Dolph at his mercy, Dean grated at Dolph's face with his palm. As Dolph showed signs of forcing his way out of the hold, Dean was able to neutralise him with a shot to the head. Dolph fell to his knees and Dean immediately followed up with forearms to the face.

I couldn't take my eyes off him. I felt like a silly school girl with a crush, but this was not a crush I wanted to have.

Snap out of it! He's EVIL!

"Aria!"

I quickly snapped out of my trance, "What?!" She eyed me suspiciously.

She knew.

Best friends always know.

"You-" She grinned, but I cut her off.

"Don't say it." I warned her.

"-like-"

"Who does Aria like?" Ted came behind us with Becky.

I made eyes with Charlie that said 'Tell them and I will kill you.' I saw Charlie looking around, it what she does when she tries to think of a replacement. "Ryback." She quickly answered.

I slapped my forehead. Ted turned to me and shook his head, "You disappoint me."

"She's just messing." I shrugged it off.

"Yeah ok, Aria." He winked at Charlie.

"I don't like him!"

"Ok..."

"I don't!"

Great, a new rumour to be spread round the locker room! With Ryback's reputation of beating up members of the crew, I did not want to be on his radar!

"He's not doing bad." Ted commented on the match.

Dean was now circling Dolph and locked in a reverse chin lock, forcing Dolph to the mat. He kept Dolph there until his resistance subsided. When he released the hold, he got to his feet and picked up Dolph's legs, he then proceeded to stomp on his chest as Dolph withered in pain.

Afterwards Dean picked up Dolph by the hair and whipped the battered Dolph into the ropes. Dean went to hit a clothesline but amazingly Dolph ducked under the arm and leaped onto the back of Dean, applying his own sleeper hold. A shocked Dean clawed desperately to break the hold but Dolph remained resilient.

Dean managed to relieve some of the pressure by rolling out of the sleeper and into a side headlock. This allowed Dean to rock back against the ropes and with the momentum, pushed Dolph away. Both men raced towards each other but Dolph reacted first and hit an incredible drop kick to the chin of Dean. Both Seth and Roman on the ring apron appeared anxious, reaching and calling for Dean to make the tag. But he never got the chance; Dolph cut him off with a kick to the gut and a cover.

"C'mon Dolph." I called out, I saw Charlie smirk at me at the corner of my eye. She was never going to let me live this down.

Before the referee could count to two, Roman raced to the ring and threw Dolph off Dean; this enraged the official who straight away goes to show Roman back to his corner. Dolph was beginning to show the fatigue of wrestling against three men and used the ropes to hoist himself up. With the referee's attention elsewhere, Dean squirms over to Dolph and delivered a devastating low blow.

"I could feel that." Ted said uncomfortable. "That's it, it's over!"

"Please, a knock there, that's nothing." Rebecca scoffed.

"Nothing?" Ted repeated. "Excuse me, Rebecca, have you ever been hit there?"

"Well obviously not." She shot back.

"Then you don't know, Rebecca!" He poked at her. "You don't know!"

"Men are wimps."

"I'll have you know-" Ted tried to tell Rebecca, but Charlie cut her off.

"Guys, Aria is trying to watch the match!"

"Since when were you so interested in Ziggler?" Ted asked me.

"I just... have a thing for blondes." I lied.

Ted looked over his shoulder, "Ryback's not blonde?"

"I don't like Ryback!"

"Aria likes Ryback?!" I heard one of the Bellas gasp.

"Oh for the love of-" I shook my head and turned back to the match.

Dolph crumbled to the mat. An oblivious referee turned around just in time to see Dean scuttle over and tag in Roman. Roman is not playing around and goes at the hapless Dolph. A series of viscous knees to the back of the head are only halted by a fearful referee who checked on Dolph to see if he is fit to continue. Roman pushed the referee away and picked up the limp Dolph, he hoisted him high into the air and dropped him ferociously with a body slam.

Roman picked up Dolph once again and whipped him into a turnbuckle. Before Dolph even hit the buckle, Roman was already hurtling at him. Just as Roman was about to crush him, Dolph acted on instinct and threw himself out of the way. Roman hit the turnbuckle full force and stumbled backwards.

"He could have this!" Charlie spoke.

"Nah, Roman's got this." Becky grinned as she wiggled her brows at the TV.

"...You like Roman?"

"Sluts." Ted tutted. "All of you, especially you!"

"Why me?" I exclaimed.

"Ryback and Dolph..."

He wasn't anywhere close.

Dolph perched behind him and sprung up for a Zig Zag. The crowd's roared turned to dismay as Roman shrugged Dolph off leaving him to plummet to the mat. Roman stalked Dolph who struggled to his feet.

Roman hit Dolph with a spear….One...Two...Three... and the Shield are victorious.

"You can't say he didn't give a good fight." I spoke. Rebecca had replied, but I wasn't focusing on her. I was focusing on Dean as he climbed into the ring to celebrate with the rest of his team.

I was disappointed the match was over.

Why was I so interested in him?

Next Chapter:

Aria's first encounter with Dean Ambrose.

Aria tweets about Summer slam events, what will be her punishment?

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