Chapter 3

Angel put the last pair of pants in her bag and zipped the suitcase closed. She put one bag over her right shoulder, as her left was still a little tender and drug the other behind. She sighed with content as she locked the house up and walked to the waiting taxi. She would be meeting the wrestlers at the arena and then taking a bus to New York City to begin training with the guys. That's right Vince was going to let the guys train her instead of one of the divas or Howard Finkel. Angel couldn't have been happier.

As the taxi pulled up to the arena she glanced down at her clothes. A pair of blue jean hip-huggers, a short baby tee that showed just a tiny bit of her abdomen and a pair of black boots. The dragon that covered her pelvic bone could be partially seen as well as the sunrise around her belly button ring.

"You ready to get out miss?" The driver asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She replied, exiting the cab with her bags.

She smiled as she approached security. She recognized the guards as two officers from another division. A lot of them did various security detail part time for extra money.

"Why detective what are you doing here out of uniform?" One asked with a smile.

"Didn't you hear Angel here got fired for trying to kill the chiefs daughter." The other laughed.

"I didn't try to kill her." Angel defended.

"We know." They laughed. "That girl hasn't done a thing since you left. They are looking for your replacement."

"But no woman could ever replace you." The other added as he stepped to the side and allowed Angel entrance.

Angel wondered around the halls, searching for someone she knew or someone she thought could tell her where to go. Then she found them, just not in the sense she was looking for.

"Who are you?" The larger woman demanded.

"I'm Angel. The new diva." Angel replied. "Could you help me figure out where I'm going?"

"I'll tell you where you're going. Straight to hell." She said, fuming. "We don't need anther one of your kind around here."

'What the fuck is wrong with this woman?' Angel thought, as she looked for a half-way friendly face.

"Beth be nice. You can't be rude to every stranger you see."

Angel turned around and saw David Bautista coming up behind her.

"Oh. It's you." He said, with a smile. "Didn't recognize you from behind. Sorry."

Angel blushed slightly as he checked her out and rose an eyebrow at her tattoo.

"I'm not going to ask how far that thing goes." He said, gritting his teeth.

"Good because I'm not going to tell you." She replied with a smile. "Can you tell me where to find Mr. McMahon."

"Yeah, follow me." He said, waving a hand out for her to go in front of him. She reached for her bags but he grabbed them first. "How's the arm?"

"It's good." Angel replied as she walked down the hall that David told her to take. "How's your friends search for a car."

"He's already having another one 'created'." Dave laughed.

Angel couldn't help but laugh with him as they entered a room full of superstars and divas. Angel shut up real quick as everyone turned to look at her. She looked up at Dave and he patted her on the back encouragingly.

"Don't let them overwhelm you. They aren't so bad once you get to know them." Dave whispered.

"Angel." Vince smiled, walking over to welcome her. "Glad you could join us."

Angel recognized the couple from the police station, Randy, John and of course Mr. Kennedy in the room.

"Ladies and gentlemen. Please welcome our newest WWE Diva. Angel."

Angel groaned as everyone merely stared at her. Did they recognize her? Should she run now?

"Go sit next to Cena." Vince said, beginning his pre-RAW speech.

Angel quickly sat in the chair between John Cena and Randy Orton and crossed her legs.

"What didn't want to sit by me?" Kennedy whispered next to her ear. "If I had known you were coming I could have saved you a seat. John why is it you don't look surprised?"

"Because I knew she was coming." John returned.

John was tired of Kennedy he was nothing but a playboy and he had his eyes set on Angel. Sure John was one himself but he made sure everyone knew it beforehand so no one would get hurt. Kennedy planned to hunt Angel until he got her and then destroy her heart. John turned to the innocent girl next to him and sighed. He'd have to make sure that didn't happen.

"Want to go out after the show?" Kennedy whispered again.

"Actually Dave, Randy and I are taking her to eat after the show." John replied. "But if Maria will let you go you could always join us."

John knew that Kennedy met Maria after every show for a little 'one-on-one' training. Hopefully that would shut him up and keep him away. John wasn't sure why but he felt the need to protect the small woman next to him.

"Does anyone have anything else?" Vince asked. "Good have a good show and try and stay safe."

Angel stood as John and Randy got out of their chairs.

"Dave took your bags to our locker room." John began. "You can hang out with us."

"If you want." Randy added as they walked toward the door.

"Sure." Angel replied. "I think I should stay away from divas I already have one hunting me."

"Oh yeah which one?" Randy laughed.

"Yeah their meow is much worse then their claws." John laughed.

"Well this one is quite large and may actually be able to kick my ass." Angel laughed.

"And she is glaring at you now." Dave said, as he came up behind them to walk down the hall.

John turned his head slightly.

"Usually Beth is happy to see another normal woman." John said. "Wonder what's gotten into her."

"I think she's too hot to look like a normal woman." Dave said. "What I mean is that maybe you look like a member of the Plastic Brigade. Right now."

Angel looked down at herself and sighed.

"Probably. But I wore what YOUR boss told me to." Angel said.

"He's your boss now too." Randy said, laughing.