(Y/N P.O.V.)

When I came back into consciousness, I was in a dark room. I didn't know where Roman was, heck, I didn't know where I was at. I wanted to be back in the hotel with Roman. Who knew what he would be doing right now?

No one was with me right now, so I decided to try and calm down. I started to think about some good memories that didn't infuriate the Authority.

One of my favorite ones was when I was working out in the gym. Although it wasn't any normal workout.

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I walked into the gym ready to play lacrosse. I knew that some of my new coworkers would be watching me, but I didn't know if the person who lost his wife in a car accident would be there.

Either way, I was fortunate to be with some other women who wanted to play lacrosse just as much as I wanted to. I met up with some of my teammates and they were excited to be playing with one of the newest WWE Divas. I just wanted to play lacrosse.

We were the Stars, and today's game would be against the Sharks. I started out playing attack and I was hyped. I haven't picked up my stick since the day I signed with the WWE to begin in NXT. The first draw happened, and the Stars won it.

I rushed to the corner so we could run a settled offense. My teammate, Makenna, passed it to me. I took it in with my dominant hand and shot it at the goal.

1-0 Stars! I ran into my teammates because we knew it was going to be a great game. The other team was furious because their defense collapsed on one of my other teammate who they thought she had the ball, Lilly. Nope, instead I made my goal and I couldn't of been happier.

In the middle of the first half, the Stars led by a score of 5-1. I was sent over to the sideline for a quick break when I saw Roman with a bunch of his friends.

I waved just a little bit, but then I was put into the game due to an injury.

We won the game 13-3, and I got two of those goals. I said goodbye to my teammates, and started to walk back towards the locker room.

Roman stopped me, "You did amazing, (Y/N)."

"Thank you, Roman," I replied.

His shaggy-haired friend stepped in and pulled him aside, "Just ask her already, Roman!"

I looked at the two of them, "Ask me what?"

Roman looked at me, "Would you like to go out with me?"

"Sure."

And it all started there.

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That memory comforted me for a little while, until I heard the door open up and the light flooded into the room. It was only then I realized I had the headache of the century.

Stephanie walked back in, "Alright, you little brat. He might have won, but he's not winning tonight. It's time to set this thing off."

She smirked at me and held something up to my neck: a silver knife. She started to press it to my skin a little harder, and I felt every movement she made.

I asked her, "What did I do to deserve this? I'm just trying to help him out."

I saw a red light, and I looked straight into it. Stephanie started, "Congrats Roman. You took down the McMahon Empire all by yourself. Now, if you don't vacate the title right now, well it's not going to look pretty. Your choice, Roman."

She was using me a a threat to Roman?!?!? Hell no! I'm not letting him give up the title that easily to the Authority. I came up with a quick plan, and it was all based around getting revenge.

I winked at the camera, and I kicked Stephanie McMahon in the face. I've never played well with any form of authority ever. I broke the rope using the knife that was supposed to kill me, and I ran out of the room.

I heard the footfall of security trying to catch up to me, but that wasn't happening any time soon. I made it to the stage, and booked it to the middle of the ring just as Roman was about to hand over the WWE World Heavyweight Championship.

"Don't you even think about it!" I yelled as I charged in the ring.

Roman smiled and grabbed my hand immediately as he pulled the belt away. Security caught up to me as soon as I met up with Roman. We started to take the security down one by one. The crowd was cheering so loud for the two of us.

Vince, oh man, he had the best look of all the members of the Authority. He was shocked that the two of us were working together. He didn't know that Roman could team up and love someone as evil as me.

We eventually defeated all of the security guards in the ring, but someone grabbed me from behind. Damn WWE referees! They always have to ruin the fun. The referees separated Roman and I from each other.

Vince started to talk, "You two think you can come in here and bring your own version of law and order to this company? That's it, take her away boys! I'll deal with Roman myself!"

I started to fight back against the referees but they didn't budge. Before I knew it, I was back in that room once again. It was still dark, and I was in tears.

I didn't want to die in someone's sick and twisted games. I just wanted to be me.

No one came for me, and I hoped JoJo wasn't watching. I didn't want her to see what was going on with her father and me.

I started to think about the first time I met her, and it gave me some hope.

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Wrestlemania this year is a very stressful time for everyone, even those who aren't involved. This year was only my first year in the business. My boyfriend, Roman, was fighting against Brock Lesnar for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship.

Not only that, but he wanted me to meet his daughter for the first time. Sure, I have talked to her on the phone before, but I was fearful she wouldn't like me. She might think that I am replacing her mother.

Kids are weird, but at least we are meeting in the best city in the world: San Francisco. It's a neutral place for us to meet and maybe start coming together.

We, being Roman and I, decided to go get a bite to eat since that would be the only time I would see her before the show. I dressed up in a victory green dress with some black heels. I didn't want to dress too casual, but I didn't know where Roman wanted us to meet up.

Apparently, his daughter loves IHOP a lot . When he sent me the address, I immediately looked it up. I started to laugh because of where our first meeting was taking place. I wouldn't have it any other way though.

After we sat down, I heard his daughter speak, "Daddy, who is this person?"

Roman responded, "Remember the person who helped me after what happened to Mommy? She's the one, and I wanted you to meet her."

She nodded, and I waved at her. I knew she was shy, but this was painful to watch. I felt awkward being there because of the pressure I was putting on her but Roman as well.

This was the first time I thought we were over. Done, kaputt, whatever people called it.

We ordered our food, and she was shocked that I ordered chocolate chip pancakes.

"You like chocolate chip pancakes as well?" She asked me.

"Yeah. They're the best type of pancakes," I replied.

She smiled at me and finally the tension was releasing.

She asked me, "What's your name?"

"(Y/N). What's your name?"

"Joelle, but everyone calls me JoJo."

I couldn't of been happier with what happened that day.

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Even though I was still alone in the darkness, the memory made me tear up because I just wanted to be near her. I needed JoJo. I needed Roman.

I just wanted to get out of here. That's when I felt something sharp and quick hit me in the back.

Death slowly washed over me, but I didn't want to leave. I looked into my killer's eyes, and I knew something.

Stephanie McMahon, her father, her husband, and the McMahon Empire would come crumbling down at my feet.

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A/N- So, the last two one-shots are going to be a part of a story that is coming in the future. As a result, if you want to find out what happens, read the story. Also, the lacrosse terms used will be explained in a comment near where the term is located. I realize that not a lot of people know about lacrosse, but it is the best sport in the world to play.

The story title will be put in a comment as well once I think of it.

-Kristina