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𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆: Adam Cole x OC, mentions of Seth Rollins x OC 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: After nearly a decade of being the golden girl of WWE, Adaline Marin wants out. Their ring was no longer home, haunted by her first love and upon reaching her thirties, the face behind "Aspen Glory" wonders if the passion she once had was still ablaze. Instead, she gets sent down to NXT to join the Undisputed Era. The next three hundred and sixty-five days, all captured by cameras for the history books, become a year of revival, reinvention, and realization with her legacy at stake and a new flame from the past emerging. 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: All characters are referred to by their real life names (for the most part) 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒: I love feedback! Please send some my way! <3 Very background heavy chapter, no real fun, but more to come. If you’re interested in being added to a tag list, let me know!

CHAPTER THREE.

June 8th, 2019

Adaline couldn't believe that she didn't just agree to this, but agreed for it to be done for an entire year. It wasn't like she cared about being in management's good graces and volunteered to do it, but she somehow got hoodwinked into agreeing to a 365 special on herself. She was the last person in the world to enjoy having cameras on her when she was out of the ring and no longer Aspen Glory. Doing interviews out of character for Adaline felt like pulling teeth. She avoided Total Divas at all costs. Even appearing on stuff like Ride Along and UpUpDownDown was difficult for her.

"Just call me the modern day Undertaker," Adaline rolled her eyes, but she smiled a bit, as she sat down for the camera.

She liked her privacy as much as any other wrestler that had cameras constantly on them, but especially since fans liked to pay extra attention to her life for whatever reason. Adaline attributed it to her once long term relationship with Colby, highly publicized at several points because of whatever dirt sheet rumours and private leaks that were thrown their way. She was quiet at all times, her Wikipedia page only covering her wrestling career, as she had been as vague about her childhood as possible in the past.

Raising an eyebrow at the producer, Craig, a few feet away, Adaline wasn't sure where to begin. "I can just talk about anything?"

Anything but the few things on the "no mention" list. Most were contributed by WWE, but a lot of other things were provided by Adaline. This included her past relationship with Colby outside of kayfabe and especially anything to do with Nikki Bella.

"Start with talking about your career so far. You can name drop companies and non-contracted performers, but only because we'll be editing whatever we don't want aired, anyway."

"Right," she shifted slightly, unsurprised. "Well, I'm turning thirty-two this fall, so this will be into my sixteenth year of doing this thing."

She wasn't exactly sure why the Network executives wanted to give her a 365 special. As far as she knew, most of the episodes were focused on wrestlers overcoming serious injuries or taking the next great step in their careers. Was this what NXT was supposed to be for her?

Craig's expression remained blank, as he pushed his semi rimless glasses higher on the bridge of his nose. "You started at sixteen years old?" His eyes never left the clipboard in front of him, where she assumed was a list of prompts to ask.

"Yeah, I dropped out of high school in the tenth grade and I worked retail and other random part time jobs for two years while training and working local shows in Toronto. Bingo halls, high school gyms, random parking lots, you know," Adaline explained further, still trying to loosen up her tense shoulders. "When I turned eighteen, I dropped everything and moved to the United States because I knew I was limited, wrestling where I was wrestling. I was an illegal alien with no plan and just a few hundred dollars—the dumb indie wrestler dream."

It'd been so long since she looked back at that time in her life. Once embarrassed by her roots, Adaline felt a warm, fuzzy feeling at the pit of her stomach and couldn't ignore the swelling of pride in her heart. She'd come far.

The look on Craig's face induced Adaline to continue, so she took a deep breath. "My early work happened in Pennsylvania, where I fought my way into gyms and I mean fought. It was really hard at that time for a woman to be taken seriously. It was guys like Drew Gulak and Jon—" Although Craig said that she was allowed to name drop non-contracted performers, she was positive that uttering the former Dean Ambrose's name wasn't worth it. "—um, who helped me learn the ropes and culture in that area. Chikara's Wrestling Factory really helped me out and I did stuff for them and other places like CZW. Drew was the head trainer at the CZW at the time and was one of the first mentor figures I had."

If Adaline had to put her money on it, she would have said that Craig was bored out of his damn mind, but then again, he had the same expression on his face ever since he walked into the room. "Did you just stay in the northeast for that portion of your career?"

"I ventured a bit more west as time went by. Definitely lingered around Illinois for a while, since it's where the top independent women's promotions were at the time. Funnily enough, I ended up living in Chicago for about ten years after that." To be with her boyfriend, but she didn't mention that. "I did some time on the west coast, not as much as I wish I did, but I definitely had some fun doing stuff in California and for a split second, Mexico. Three years into working in the States and I somehow, by a miracle, land myself in the locker room of Florida Championship Wrestling."

To this day, Adaline wasn't exactly sure how she got in. The tape that she sent the developmental recruits was god-awful and her tryout promo was more than cringy. However, looking at other people in her recruitment class, it was clear that officials and scouts looked at potential over everything—how well could they be molded into the WWE standard, the ceiling of their entertainment value. She wasn't sure if she should feel flattered that they saw that in her or not or if they simply saw that she could be easily manipulated.

"It was definitely a time down there. Difficult, yes, but I learned so much." Adaline could recall nights crying into her pillow out of frustration for where her training was going and how she was treated by the other talent. Girls often claimed how hard they were judged for being models and dancers before coming to FCW, but it was just as hard being an "arrogant indie schmuck." There weren't many women from back then who could relate to the garbage that she went through.

Craig asked, "Do you think performers then had a harder time in FCW than the recruits down in the PC and NXT today?"

She paused, taking the question in. "Not a harder time, per say, but the process is much smoother now, while being more of a burden. We have the state of the art Performance Center now, compared to that warehouse we used to train in. NXT gets so much more exposure now that it's harder to reinvent yourself at your own pace." Adaline said. "In a way, because NXT is now its own brand, I would say that talent from the FCW era were much more catty in the sense of starting drama and wanting to move up to get on the road with the main roster talent. The divas division back then was a very different culture to the women's locker room here at Full Sail, which is now very welcoming. Everyone wants to help each other, not drag them down."

There was nothing Adaline wanted to do more than expose certain names, but she held herself back. The catty environment, the hazing, the drama and sabotage, was too much for her. She was just glad that she move on from there quickly, as her memories in developmental hurt her as much as they did help her.

"And after FCW?"

Adaline grinned. "Oh, come on. Everyone knows what happened after that."

For the first few years, she was afraid that the only reason she got lumped in with The Shield was because she was Colby's long term girlfriend and that they assumed he would be most comfortable with her as their valet. After all, Adaline wasn't exactly progressing as a character in FCW. She was scared of that, and only being considered as eye candy and a side item for the boys. It took years of understanding from other people and seeing the product in the eye of the executives that they truly must have seen potential in her.

And if all of the above were true anyway, then Adaline made damn sure to prove herself to be otherwise in the past few years.

"My time with The Shield was everything I could ask for and more. I'm glad I spent that portion of my career with those guys, I don't think I could have found my way around without them. We were all definitely kind of lost, but we had each other, and we were really family." She wanted to say are family, but things were different these days.

Adaline talked to Joe the most, at least up until her move to the yellow and black brand. He texted and checked up on her often while she was off TV. Jon came here and there, but things were different. She only kept up with him through Renee, since the man clearly had yet to discover how to reply to a text.

Then, there was Colby.

Things were good the first couple months after the big finale. As fine as they could be, really. They were on different brands leading up to Wrestlemania, which contributed tremendously to the smooth sailing. After the Royal Rumble, though, things got. . . weird and of course, she hadn't known it yet, but it was around the time he started seeing Becky.

"Hey, Becks, some of the girls are going back to my hotel room after the show," Adaline had tapped Becky on the shoulder after catching her outside of the trainer's room during the later hours of Elimination Chamber. "You gonna come and kick my ass in Mario Kart?"

For whatever reason, Becky's expression dropped. "Oh, uh, actually, I'm just gonna head back to mine. Call it in early, y'know?" Tripping over her words, the fluster in her voice was a tad suspicious to Adaline, but she brushed it off.

She'd proceeded with her plans with Pamela and Leah, playing video games into the early morning. Adaline didn't even think of Becky and her obvious excuse until Leah mentioned that she ran into Becky on her way back to her own room.

"It was written all over her face! Someone definitely got lucky that night," Leah mused at the makeup table, two days later at Smackdown. "Who do you think the guy is? She's definitely not one for random hookups."

Adaline knew that she wasn't owed an explanation to Colby's new love life, but she was a little disappointed that she figured it out on her own. The little things, the rumours she heard backstage, all pieced together for her to realize what was going on between the two of them. Maybe Adaline wouldn't have felt so ruffled about it if it wasn't made to be so weird and secretive. She didn't tell anyone what she found out, keeping it to herself until they announced it themselves.

"Stop making excuses for him, I know why he's late." She didn't even look up from her phone, as she waited in the passenger's seat of the group's rental car. "He's with her, right?"

This was at the tail end of The Shield's farewell era in February earlier that year. Though, Adaline was not heavily involved in the storyline as some expected her to be—the escalation to her own Wrestlemania feud had been going on and she had duties to fulfill on the Smackdown brand. She wasn't there for the buildup throughout the month on Raw, but she was able to join the reunion at Fastlane. It was the group's last match together and the group begged personnel to let her be apart of at least the final moments.

Joe and Jon simply exchanged looks with each other in response. They clearly knew about the couple and probably found out from Colby himself. While nobody said anything to Adaline about it, deep down, they all knew that nobody needed to. She knew Colby more than possibly any other person in the world and the two weren't surprised that she figured it all out.

"Right." Jon was the one who chose to break the awkward silence. "Well, he can meet us there. Let's get this show on the road, we got some beautiful people waiting to see my beautiful face at that bar." It felt a little wrong to not wait for Colby on their way to the roster's "Goodbye Shield" party at a local watering hole, but even Joe was sick of waiting and started the engine.

"We had the time of our lives in that initial run. There's just too memories that I'll cherish forever, you know. But, my memory of all time is surprising the fans at Fastlane, when I showed up to accompany the boys to the ring one last time and having that farewell embrace as the show went off air." Adaline quickly blinked back the tears, as sensitive as ever, but she didn't like showing that side of her to the camera. "I swear to god, time seemed to just completely stop for those few minutes. It was out of this world, nothing like it."

The most magical part of wrestling was the crowd, there's no denying that. On the eve of Fastlane, Adaline felt mountains of love and excitement from the fans, knowing that they were witnessing the end of an era. All four of them knew it was the end of an era, in many ways more than one. Adaline and Colby, who were always known as a collective, rather than individually, were now apart and were now moving on from each other. Mox chose to chase his dreams elsewhere, away from the three that became his family. Joe's legacy in the industry was building and building, year by year. They were no longer the people they were in 2012, having finally gotten a taste of wealth and glory after early years of struggle when the four used to share a single hotel room to save costs.

She'll always be grateful for her run with The Shield. At the beginning, she was just happy to be in a main roster storyline. She was just happy to be able to maximize her time with Colby. Beyond that, Jon and Joe became her family. Bickering over who's turn it was to drive after long house shows, getting to know Joe's kids, playing video games in the locker rooms and every hotel room, and nobody leaving the trainer's room until everybody was clear. No one got left behind.

Back then, it was like that. Now? Adaline can't help but feel like she's come to that point, without any of the three by her side for the first time in a decade.

Craig sighed a little too loudly, rolling up his sleeve and glancing at the shiny watch on his wrist. "We're running out of time. We'll touch on your time with The Authority and everything since then for our next interview day, maybe also dig a little deeper into your new alliance with Undisputed Era." Adaline tried not to breathe a sigh of relief, already worn out from the questions. "Last thing. What are your expectations going into NXT, considering all that you've gone through in sixteen years?"

A question that she didn't know the answer to.

"It's good catching up with you. You have your locker number?" Coach Bloom stood up from his chair from across the desk, extending his hand for Adaline to shake.

She nodded, taking his hand. "Yes, sir. I'll be on my way, then."

Being called into the head trainer's office was similar to the feeling of being called into the principal's office and she had more fear in her body than someone who had just arrived should have had. That was the feeling that Bloom gave off to all NXT residents, but she knew that there was always care behind his tough demeanour. He simply wanted to welcome her properly to the PC on her first official day.

Meanwhile, Serena had been sitting to the side of the two of them and she couldn't confine the grin stretching across her face. When they had shook hands, she instead pulled her old friend into a tight embrace.

"I'm so happy you're here," she whispered into her ear, not caring that Bloom was rolling his eyes at them, mumbling about something for the two women to take it outside of his office.

They had only reunited so few times since Serena signed on as a coach for the Centre a year ago and it only made the moment feel so much sweeter. At the very beginning of Adaline's career, Serena had served as such a helpful mentor figure, even going into their short lived time in the FCW women's locker room together. To have their paths intersect once again, at yet another pivotal part in Adaline's life, seemed poetic in a sense.

Adaline walked out of the office, in tow with Serena. "I guess I'll be responding to your drills again, huh?"

"And you better do it damn well," she raised an eyebrow at the younger woman. "I'm still in shock that you're here. They really didn't want you going anywhere else, huh?"

Shrugging in response, the Canadian sighed. "I'm in shock, too—considering that NXT wasn't apart of the plan." Adaline was getting tired complaining about how the wool was pulled over her eyes during her contract negotiations, but it was starting to fully settle in. Meeting the guys in Hunter's office softened the blow. It was time to shut up and accept the facts.

"People everywhere watched what you did all over the world during those two years that you were gone. You don't need this company to be a star, they need you," Serena said. "Have you maybe considered that you're here because you did all you could do on RAW and Smackdown?"

Those words echoed in Adaline's head, as she trudged into the women's locker room.

It had almost ten years since she started this journey in this company and it seemed like almost everybody that started with her had already grown tired of it. Her first road wives, April and Celeste, were long gone. Danielle decided that she was worn out and was gone. Trinity had recently taken time off and wasn't sure when she was coming back to the ring. Saraya, someone who Adaline thought would be wrestling in her sixties, was retired. Even the goddamn Bellas weren't around anymore. Ninety percent of the division from a decade ago was gone. Wasn't she exhausted, too?

She envied women like Becky and Pamela, who were still hungry for more. There were others who had just made the main roster and some down with her in NXT now, who suffered through the struggles of the indies and were still ready to claw up to the top. Adaline wondered where that drive was for her.

Every locker was labelled by ring name, some with more long-standing plates—mainstays like Io Shirai and Bianca Belair. Meanwhile, others simply had a laminated piece of paper slapped on top of the metal. These were the recruits who had yet to prove themselves, the names that Adaline couldn't recognize.

A shiny, new plate shone on the locker that sat at the corner of the room. Aspen Glory, it read, in all of its permanent lustre.

She slammed her gym bag onto the bench, the impact echoing throughout the empty room. The process felt foreign, making a locker home when Adaline spent so many years travelling to probably hundreds of different arenas and treating each space and moment as temporary. She wasn't sure where to begin, as she unlocked the door and was met with a clean, baby blue interior.

There were some basic things that she brought, like extra socks, a water bottle, and shower shoes. Adaline quickly filled the locker up with these contents and it still appeared so barren to her. What the hell else was she supposed to put in it? She shrugged, not thinking too much about it. Then, she heard the door creak open.

Somewhat hidden away from the front of the locker room, Adaline could hear a distinct voice that seemed to be talking to someone over the phone and a smile formed, hoping it was who she thought it was.

"Yeah, that sounds good for dinner. I just got into the PC, I think Cheree's already waiting for me. You know how she is, she's always early. Alright, bye, Johnny, I love you. See you."

A flash of blonde hair only confirmed Adaline's suspicions. It was Candice LeRae, who hummed the melody of a 90s pop song and chewed bubblegum, as she strolled over without noticing the other female in the room. She easily unlocked her name plated locker, which was across from Adaline's, and nearly everything spilled out from it being too full.

She groaned. "Oh, crap," Candice said, trying to chase a bottle of dry shampoo that had begun rolling across the floor, only to be met with Adaline's bemused expression.

"Hi."

"Hey," Candice replied with a grin, a little perplexed.

Almost instantaneously, they pulled each other into a hug. Knowing that she would be diving head first into the unknown, Adaline was aware that she couldn't navigate all on her own. The two Breezango idiots were too busy figuring their own things out and she couldn't voice her anxiety to her new stable mates, wanting to give off a confident face. There were only so many people that Adaline could turn to outside of them, so she gave Candice a heads up that she was now reporting to the Performance Centre.

Adaline bent down and reached out for the lavender can for her shorter friend, passing it to her. "Your shit's a mess, girl."

"Yours will be, too. Give it a month," she rolled her eyes and peeked over her shoulder at Adaline's belongings on the bench. "You're moving in today?! I honestly did not expect to see you here so soon."

"I told you that I landed a few days ago, didn't I? I've been in meetings all weekend," Adaline replied with a groan. She had only been in Orlando for such a short amount of time and the amount of work and settling she had to do was taxing. The NXT tapings hadn't even begun, yet.

Candice said, "Yeah, it doesn't really slow down for another week or so. You'll love it here, I promise." As everyone else had promised Adaline, who clearly wasn't convinced.

The blonde turned around and put the can back into its place—if it even had one, in that mess of a locker—and began rummaging through her personal possessions. Candice let a out a soft a-ha! when she found what she was looking for at the back of the space, a Minnie Mouse hairbrush. Adaline chuckled softly at the sight and turned around, closing her own locker.

"Are you off to go workout?"

"Yeah, Cheree's wanted to get some cardio in. Any more meetings today?" Candice replied.

Adaline shook her head. "No, just moving in." She gestured to her gym bag and locker.

"Well, while you're here, the taping schedule is posted up by the west wing double doors, you know, the ones to the main gym. We can check it out together. Actually, would your name even be on there?" Candice thought to herself, considering that she was one of the few people who were made aware of Adaline's presence. The taping schedule wasn't usually subject to the change unless there was an injury, but producers were known edited the cards last minute to accommodate random returns and debuts before, at least once the talent found out.

The woman in question just shrugged in response. "Beats me. It doesn't hurt to look, right?"

"Then, we can check out the travel schedule. Ooh, I hope you're coming with us to the midwest loop at the end of the month!" Candice became giddy. "We'll hit the road together, no men! I wish we got to do that more often when you were in Cali."

Adaline didn't get the opportunity to do so often, but she loved wrestling in The Golden State and especially in PWG. When she worked with them in the past, she always travelled and hung out with Candice.

"I don't think so, but probably the next one?" she shrugged.

The two began chatting more for the next few minutes, mostly about Adaline settling in and her new house. Always the lazy type, she'd been procrastinating and the boxes in her home were left untouched, despite her promising herself that she would get it all out. The small talk about something other than wrestling for once settled the restlessness in Adaline, a small distract of sorts.

It wasn't like she disliked talking about wrestling, rather it was all that seemed to be on her mind for the past while since Wrestlemania. Somehow, it was the first time Adaline really took notice of that, considering she lived, breathed, and ate wrestling for the past sixteen years of her life. A part of her felt worrisome for the sudden awareness of it, wondering it had any relation to her other career concerns.

Unfortunately, the brief, sweet wrestling-free moment was cut short when the locker room door slammed open.

Everyone knew who Shayna Baszler was, or at least, every woman in the company did. After all, the current NXT Women's Champion was probably next in line to overtake your spot in the animal kingdom. Management wanted to push her to lead the division once she would inevitably leave NXT and become a box office draw for all of the big pay-per-views and tours and media.

Some said that Shayna was one of, if not, the most intimidating women on the NXT roster and bore a vicious gaze. Even upon entering the locker room that was nearly empty, her presence demanded attention. All eyes drew to her so naturally and so quickly as they tore away from her out of fear.

"Out of my way," was all she had to say to Adaline, not even flinching at the sight of the veteran and former women's champion.

Adaline zoned out for a moment, completely baffled by the attitude that she was just given. She couldn't help but scoff, trying to process the disrespect that was being shown to her.

She narrowed her eyes at Shayna. "The hell did you just say to me?"

In between them, Candice just sighed. It seemed like that she wanted to end what was going to be an ugly dispute early, but something held her back. Adaline hoped it wasn't out of intimidation by the former mixed martial artist.

Shayna stared back at the woman in front of her. "You think you can just waltz in here and act like you got this brand on lock? They get tired of you on the main roster and Japan couldn't offer you enough money, so you come down here to fuck around?"

Adaline wanted to find out how Shayna found out that she was going to be here, but that wasn't the main concern of hers. Her jaw nearly dropped to the ground, hearing Shayna's words. Clearly, she didn't like her or some rumours already began to float around backstage. Regardless, Adaline was already on the bad side of the de facto locker room leader.

With the fury running through her body, though, she didn't give a damn.

"I'm going to say this once, so you better listen up," Shayna began, "I think you're entitled. I think that you've ridden on the coattails of your ex-boyfriend for your entire career. So, I don't like you. Plain and simple."

"You think you know me?" Adaline's voice began to rise, but Shayna held up a hand and didn't let her finish.

She said, "Maybe for you, being here is like a little vacation before someone like Ashley Flair gets injured and creative will need another spoiled brat to bury their women's division with on Smackdown. For some of us, NXT is our entire lives. Don't mess that up for us."

With that, Shayna bumped Adaline's shoulder when she walked away to the other side of the room and behind a wall to another area of lockers. All she could hear after was the stomping of boots and the slamming of a metal door open. Meanwhile, she was in complete shock of the conversation that just happened, wondering if she just imagined it.

Looking at Candice's sheepish expression, though, it confirmed that Shayna Baszler did indeed strut right up to Adaline and cussed out one of the scariest warnings that the latter had ever heard in her life.

"Honestly, she gives that talk to every new girl," Candice said in a low voice, as she ushered Adaline out of the locker room.

"You can't be serious," Adaline shot back, still worked up over what happened. It took all the will in her body to not barge right back in and swing at Shayna's smug face.

The target was now on her back and she had yet to even step into the yellow brand's ring. If she was being honest, it was definitely a wake up call to where she was now and the expectations weighing down on her shoulders. She didn't know what she was supposed to do. She didn't even want to be here. Adaline wouldn't admit it out loud, but she was terrified for the first time in years.

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Wrestling Inspiration

As part of the wrestling AU, @scream-qween and I were talking about the different kids and wrestlers who could have served as inspiration for them. Let’s pretend for a second the WWE exists in this universe. Other wrestler suggestions are welcome, I’m just picking ones I’m familiar with (and I’m relatively new to wrestling - I’ve only watched for two years and only watched WWE).

Note: I am referring to the wrestlers as in their kayfabe personas. Any mention of them here should not be read as an endorsement of anything they may have said or done elsewhere.

Mal = Paige, Sonya Deville, Mandy Rose, Undertaker, Kane, Ruby Riott, Sarah Logan, Liv Morgan, Jody Threat, Molly McCoy, Maria Manic, Tamina and Nia Jax (as a heel).

Uma = Kairi Sane, Io Shirai, Becky Lynch, Roman Reigns, Drew McIntyre, Sasha Banks, Creatures of the Deep, Trish Stratus, Jordynne Grace, The Sea Stars, Chyna, Rhea Ripley, Shotzi Blackheart, Lita, Allie, Kofi Kingston, Nia Jax, Beth Phoenix, Randy Orton, Seth Rollins, Bianca Belair, and Ronda Rousey.

Freddie = Undertaker, Kane, Cameron, Carmella, Damian Priestly, Bray Wyatt, Ember Moon, AJ Lee, Paige, New Age Outlaws, Hawlee Cromwell, Elias, Sanity, Su Yung, Nikki Roxx, Aliyah, and Ruby Riott.

Celia = Undertaker, Bray Wyatt, New Age Outlaws, Ember Moon, Tamina, Aleister Black, Sting, Solo Darling, Nikki Roxx, Willow Nightingale, and Vivian St. John

Jay = Baron Corbin, Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Miz, Natalya, Seth Rollins, Becky Lynch, Dean Ambrose, Imperium, British Strong Style, Pete Dunne, Goldberg, Ember Moon, Big Show, Jericho, Bret Hart, Bullet Club, Kurt Angle, Rey Mysterio, Alex Zayne, Roman Reigns, Warhorse, The Rock, and the Undertaker

Evie = Nikki Bella, Brie Bella, Alexa Bliss, Sasha Banks, Cameron, Mandy Rose, Naomi (especially as a face), Scarlette Bordeaux, Velveteen Dream, Laynie Luck, Breezango, Kylie Rae, and Bayley (especially at the height of her ‘hugger’ days), Charlotte Flair and Ric Flair.

Carlos = Carmella, R-Truth, the Usos, New Day, Shield (as faces), Mark Henry, Big Show, Heath Slater, Undisputed Era, Jordynne Grace, Alex Ohlson, IFHY, Lana, Marko and Logan Stunt, No Way Jose, Lucha House Party, Xyberhawx 2000, and Naomi.

Harry = Nikki Cross, Drew McIntyre, Aleister Black, AJ Lee, Bray Wyatt, Kane, Kairi Sane, Shayna Baszler, Space Pirates, Becky Lynch, Jon Moxley, Jordynne Grace, The Sea Stars, Creatures of the Deep, Damian Priestly, Ember Moon, Randy Orton, Shawn Michaels, Mick Moretti, The Carnies, Undertaker, and Finn Balor (as the demon).

Gil = Brock Lesnar, Braun Strowman, Bobby Lashley, Randy Orton, Drew McIntyre, New Day, Heavy Machinery, Space Pirates, the Viking Raiders, Oleg the Usurper, Creatures of the Deep, Warhorse, Mark Henry, Kane, Big Show, and Kairi Sane.

Ben = John Cena, Kurt Angle, Bruno Sanmartino, Bret Hart, Finn Balor, Diamond Dallas Page, Bayley, Naomi, Natalya, Boomer Hatfield, Levi Everett, Dynamite Dino Dude, and Roman Reigns (especially after he came back from leukaemia).

Chad = Baron Corbin, Randy Orton, Carmella (as a heel), the Miz (as a heel), the Shield (as heels), Kane, Sasha Banks (as a heel), Shane McMahon, Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Vince McMahon, Darin Corbin, GPA, Breezango, and the Usos.

Lonnie = Asuka’s NXT heel run, Xia Li, Becky Lynch (especially as ‘the Man’), Sonya Deville, Gail Kim, Bianca Belair, Minerva, Velveteen Dream, Johnny Gargano, Jason Jordan, The Bar, Titus O’Neil Rhea Ripley, Shayna Baszler, Tamina, Lacey Lane, Mia Yim, and Natalya.

Jane = Bayley, Asuka (as a face), Candice LeRae, Dakota Kai, Bobby Roode, Sara Del Ray, Summer Rae, Willow Nightingale, Solo Darling, Jordynne Grace, and Charlotte Flair

Audrey = SASHA BANKS, Charlotte Flair, Bianca Belair, the Rock, AJ Lee (as a heel), Alexa Bliss, Nikki Bella, Brie Bella, Mercedes Martinez, Velveteen Dream, Renee Michelle, Roman Reigns, Princess Kimberlee, Mickie James, Lacey Evans and Tamina.

Jordan = Sasha Banks, Carmella, R-Truth, Cameron, Miz, Maryse, Nikki Bella, Nia Jax, Becky Lynch, Natalya, CM Punk, Roddy Piper, Tegan Nox, Santana Garrett, Kacy Catanzaro, D-Generation-X, Molly Holly, LuFisto, Lacey Lane, Ronda Rousey.

Ally = Harley Wonderland, Nikki Cross, Allison Wonderland, Alexa Bliss, Maria Kanellis, Rhea Ripley, Lita, Elias, Heavy Machinery, EFFY, AJ Lee, Bayley, and Lacey Evans, Nina Samuels, Jinny.

CJ = Kairi Sane and Io Shirai are all she cares about.

Aziz = Ricochet, Ali, AJ Styles (as a face), B-Team, Bayley, Dolph Ziggler, Jinder Mahal, Finn Balor, Kurt Angle, Dana Brooke, the New Day, Jordan Devlin, Sonny Daze, Goldust.

Herkie = Shinsuke Nakamura, Rusev, Kevin Owens, Brock Lesnar, Mark Henry, Samoa Joe, Bobby Lashley, Becky Lynch, Titus O’Neil, Shelton Benjamin, Kurt Angle, Mandy Rose, and Punishment Martinez.

Maddy = AJ Lee, Aksana, Ember Moon, CM Punk, Paige, Emma, Lita, Charlotte Flair, Rosa Mendes, Victoria, The Beautiful People, Ric Flair, The Ascension, Laycool, and Alexa Bliss, Jinny, Reina Gonzalez.

Ginny = Alexa Bliss, Alicia Fox, Candice LeRae, Mandy Rose, Charlotte Flair, Maryse, Zelina Vega, Lana, Randy Savage, Maria Kanellis, Dolph Ziggler, Laycool, The Iiconics, Candy Floss, Carmella.

Harriet = Kairi Sane, Io Shirai, Mia Yim, Shane Saber, Shelly Martinez, Shayna Baszler, Paul and Katie Lea Burchill, Rhea Ripley, Batista, Kay Lee Ray, Jazzy Gabert, Natalya, Becky Lynch, and Toni Storm.

Ruby = Bayley, Bobby Roode, Dolph Ziggler, Naomi, New Day, Candice LeRae, Dakota Kai, Lucha House Party, Rey Mysterio, Bianca Belair, Jericho, No Way Jose, Dana Brooke, Xia Brookside, Carmella and R-Truth, Humberto Carrillo, Jurassic Express, Cain Velasquez, Andrade, Sin Cara, Zelina Vega, Sarah Stock, Catalina Garcia.

Anxelin = Baron Corbin, Alexa Bliss, Carmella, Charlotte Flair, Ember Moon, Sasha Banks, Paige, Eddie Guerrero, Apollo Crews, Cedric Alexander, Dana Brooke, Titus O’Neil, Shelton Benjamin.

Yi-Min = She’s mostly seen Chinese wrestling promotions, so Black Mamba, Ho Ho Lun, King of Man, Ash Silva, Slam, Hangwan, Voodoo, Candy Brother, Dalton Bragg, and Jason New are her inspirations from those promotions. She’s got a few wrestlers whose careers she follows in English though - Xia Li, Karen Q, Lin Byron, Kenny Li, Rocky, and Big Boa.

Arabella = Daniel Bryan, Rowan, Brie Bella, Asuka, Rusev, Lana, Natalya, Alexa Bliss, Braun Strowman, Becky Lynch, Sami Zayn, Sasha Banks, Finn Balor, Apollo Crews, The Miz, Mandy Rose, Goldust, Elias, Bayley, Bobby Roode, Charlotte Flair, Jimmy Uso, Naomi, Shinsuke Nakamura, Big E, Carmella, Ember Moon, Mickie James, Bobby Lashley, Jinder Mahal, Alicia Fox, Kevin Owens, AJ Styles, Jeff Hardy, R-Truth, and Nia Jax.

Jade = Aliyah, Jayme Hachey, Bianca Belair, Vanessa Borne, Abbey Laith, Ayesha Raymond, Candice LeRae, Dakota Kai, Jazzy Gabert, Kairi Sane, Kavita Devi, Kay Lee Ray, Lacey Evans, Marti Belle, Mercedes Martinez, Mia Yim, Miranda Salinas, Nicole Savoy, Piper Niven, Princesa Sugehit, Rachel Evers, Reina Gonzalez, Renee Michelle, Rhea Ripley, Sage Beckett, Santana Garrett, Sarah Logan, Serena Deeb, Shayna Baszler, Taynara Conti, Tessa Blanchard, Toni Storm, Xia Li, Zeda, Tegan Nox, Barbi Hayden, Deonna Purrazzo, Jessica James, Lei’D Tapa, Nicole Matthews, Alundra Blayze, Lita, Triple H, Corey Graves, Aerial Monroe, Allysin Kay, Ashley Rayne, Hiroyo Matsumoto, Io Shirai, Isla Dawn, Jessica Elaban, Jinny, Kacy Catanzaro, Kaitlyn, Karen Q, Killer Kelly, Lacey Lane, Meiko Satomura, MJ Jenkins, Priscilla Kelly, Vanessa Kraven, Xia Brookside, Zatara, Zeuxis, Beth Pheonix

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Anthony = Steve Austin, Triple H, Kurt Angle, Rob Van Dam, Brock Lesnar, Batista, John Cena, Randy Orton, AJ Styles, The Miz, CM Punk, Daniel Bryan, Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns, Kazuchika Okada, Kenny Omega, Ted DiBiase, Ric Flair, The Rock, William Regal, Prince Devitt, Charlotte Flair, Sasha Banks, Mustafa Ali, Prince Nana, Prince Puma, Awesome Kong, Mickie James, Michelle McCool, Madison Eagles, Gail Kim, Cheerleader Melissa, Paige, Nikki Bella, Asuka, Ronda Rousey, Becky Lynch, Natalya, Jimmy Jacobs, Aliyah, Alexa Bliss, The Authority, Kairi Sane, Carmella, Toni Storm, Chrissy Rivera, Chelsea Green

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Artie = Tyler Bate, Trent Seven, Pete Dunne, Jordan Devlin, Kenny Williams, Ligero, Nick Aldis, Drew McIntyre, Finn Balor, Sheamus, Becky Lynch, Nikki Cross, Paige, James Drake, Bea Priestley, Ayesha Raymond, Zoe Lucas, Tegan Nox, Layla, Lana Austin, Bad News Barrett, Drake Maverick, Isla Dawn, Priscilla Kelly, Joe and Mark Coffey, Finlay, Nadia Sapphire, Eddie Dennis, Mark Andrews, Morgan Webster

Carina = Andre the Giant, Tamina, Lana, Maryse, Taynara Conti, Gisele Shaw, Becky Lynch, Charlotte Flair, Sasha Banks, Trish Stratus, Rhea Ripley, Indi Hartwell, Alexa Bliss, Bayley, Liv Morgan, Natalya, Toni Storm, Kay Lee Ray, Nia Jax, Mortar, Tegan Nox, Chyna, Lita, Asuka, Kairi Sane, Io Shirai, Kagetsu, Melanie Cruise, Shotzi Blackheart, Dakota Kai, Mia Yim, Candice LeRae, Riho, Sarah Logan, Hikaru Shida, Aja Kong, Bull Nakano

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Love Is Blind

Alright, so... This is my first attempt at fanfic, hopefully it’s not too bad. Uh, I want to take a minute to thank my Shield Sisters @p0tat0catofwesteros (Who was also sweet enough to give me title ideas to choose from)and @straight-outta-the-asylum for being amazing and taking the time to read this over and support me. You guys are seriously so amazing and I love you both!

There will probably be a part 2 at some point.

Dean x Reader

Word Count: 2126

Warnings: Uh, little bit of blood, AJ Styles being an ass (still love you AJ), protective!Dean, swearing

Dean Fucking Ambrose. You’ve been accompanying him to the ring for about three months now, ever since he saved you from an overly flirty AJ Styles backstage. Ever since then, Dean has insisted that you stay close to his side. At first you thought he only wanted to keep you around in order to irritate AJ, but the longer the two of you stuck together, the closer you both became. If you’re being completely honest with yourself, you were more than willing to spend as much time with Dean as he wanted. You’ve had a huge crush on the man for a long time now, ever since his days with the Shield. Although, you would never admit that to him.

The only person that knows about your feelings for Dean, is Nikki Bella. As your closest female friend on the Smackdown roster, she took it upon herself to bombard you with questions about your relationship with the Lunatic Fringe, until you became so frustrated that you blurted everything out. Which is how your current conversation came about.

"I don't understand why you don't just tell him you like him. He spends almost every waking moment with you, by choice. He has to like you back. And look at you, you're gorgeous, he'd be completely stupid to not want you."

"Nikki, I can't just tell him that I like him." This is how most of your conversations with Nikki have gone for the past week. She says she’s tired of watching you drool all over yourself whenever Dean is around, which is all the time. She only wants you to be happy, you know that, but she tends to forget how horribly awkward you can be. You may have confidence inside the ring, but outside? Especially when it comes to men? Let’s just say that you’re single and ready to get awkward as fuck around anyone you find attractive. It's a real problem.

Nikki scoffs, "What are you talking about? Of course you can! It's easy. Here, watch me." Clearing her throat, she stands up straight and looks you in the eye.

"Oh, Dean! I've loved you for so long. The past couple of months have been the best ever! You're so sexy and crazy, and your blue eyes make me want to sin!" Nikki said in a mocking tone.

"What the hell?" you say in between laughs. "I don't sound anything like that!"

She laughs, "sorry to break it to you, hun, but that is EXACTLY what you sound like."

"Seriously, Nikki." you say while sitting down on one of the benches in the locker room. "I can't, Dean and I, we've been hanging out almost constantly, for months now. We've become really close friends. I don't want to ruin that. Besides, I've only recently stopped being completely awkward around him."

Nikki looks at you seriously before making her way towards you and sitting down next to you. "Alright, all joking aside, I really do think he likes you. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at you?"

"Yeah, actually I have. He looks at me like he's just waiting for me to either choke or trip on thin air, because I'm awkward as shit, and he knows it."

"Well, I for one, think that he finds your complete lack of social graces, adorable." She said while smirking at you.

Before you can open your mouth to say something, even mildly witty in response, there is a knock at the door.

"Y/N? Are you in there?" Dean calls through the door, causing Nikki to let out a soft laugh. "If you want me to tape up your wrists before we head out to the ring, you're gonna have to get your pretty ass out here."

Nikki smirks at you while repeating his words, "Your pretty ass!" She laughs.

You roll your eyes at her before replying, "uh, yeah. I'll be right there."

You glare at Nikki before standing and making your way towards the locker room door. When you open it, Dean is standing next to the door, leaning up against the wall. God, he looks amazing, you think to yourself. Tight jeans and an even tighter black shirt, which shows off his tanned, toned arms. Fuck, those arms. Before you realize what you’re doing, your eyes begin to wonder. Traveling along his neck, to the scruff on his jaw, to those perfect, soft lips. Lips that you would do anything to feel on your own. Your gaze lingers there for a moment. Then finally, you find those amazing blue eyes... Amazing blue eyes that are looking to you in amusement. Shit. How long was I starring? Did he notice?

"See something you like, doll?" He said, tongue darting out to lick his bottom lip. Fuck. He did notice. Of course he did.

"W-what? No. Shut up. You wish, Ambrose." You say with a nervous laugh. Smooth, real smooth. "Are you going to tape my wrists, or what?"

"Oh, someone's feisty tonight." He laughs, blue eyes never leaving you. "Come on then, darlin'."

You and Dean head off to the backstage area behind the Titantron. He grabs a chair and motions for you to sit. Dean then kneels down in front of you and takes your left wrist in his hands, beginning to apply the tape.

This is one of your favorite moments to share with Dean. He started taping your wrists for you, about three weeks ago. You twisted your wrist pretty badly during a match against Alexa Bliss. You didn’t tape your wrists as well as you usually do because you were too busy thinking about The Lunatic. Of course, Dean had to call you out on it after the match, "You know, Y/N, if your wrists were taped right, that wouldn't have happened," he said, smirking as you rolled your eyes. Ever since then, he has insisted on doing the job for you, even though he knew you were more than capable. Not that you would ever complain about it. He is always so gentle when he does it. Something people might not expect from The Lunatic Fringe, and you love every second of it. The way his hands travel along your skin sends bolts of electricity pulsing through your veins, and sets your skin on fire. Sometimes you wonder if he feels it too, but you know better than to entertain those ideas.

"Alright, you're good to go." Dean said with a smile, breaking you away from your thoughts. "You ready for this? Our match is next." He said, still gently holding your wrist in his hands.

Wondering if he realizes that he is still holding on to you, you laugh nervously. "Y-you mean your match. All I'm gonna do is stand there and watch you be a badass."

He chuckles and squeezes your wrist before letting go and standing up. Smiling down at you he says, "Nah, you're my good luck charm!"

You’re completely helpless to stop the blush that creeps its way onto your cheeks. With a small smile, you look away. "Whatever you say, Dean."

Dean only smirks at you before putting his arm around your shoulders and leading you out to the ring.

When Dean's music hits, the fans go crazy, screaming and cheering for the two of you. You made your way into the ring where Dean's opponent for the night, Dolph Ziggler, was already standing. You and Dean both had smiles on our faces, smiles that soon fell when AJ Styles began making his way to the ring with a microphone.

Dean, watches him like a predator watches its pray. "Oh, sorry, don't mind me Dean-o. I'm just coming down to watch your match." AJ said with a stupid smirk on his face. "Pretend I'm not even here." He takes a seat at the commentary table next to JBL and Tom Phillips. He makes sure to put his Championship on display, while winking at you.

Dean throws you a worried glance before you exit the ring, silently warning you to watch your back. As soon as the bell rings, Dean’s focus shifts to the match, only breaking concentration occasionally, in order to make sure AJ is still at the commentary table.

Despite the slight distraction AJ caused by sitting ring side, Dean is able to do what he does best in the ring. That is until AJ decides he wants to get involved. AJ rushes into the ring while Dean has his back turned, hitting him hard on the back of the head causing Dean to tumble forward. As the referee calls for the bell, Dolph exits the ring, while you decide to get in, to try and pull AJ off of Dean.

You leap onto AJ's back, putting him in a head lock, using all of the strength you have to tighten your hold, giving Dean a moment to recover. AJ slams your back into the turnbuckle causing you to groan loudly and loosen your hold enough for him to break free. AJ is clearly annoyed that you got into his fight with Dean and turns his attention towards you.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Y/N!?" AJ snarls at you. "Mind your own business, sweetheart. I am not above hitting a pretty girl if I have to."

Dean is slowly starting to stir on the ring apron. AJ attempts to turn his attention back to Dean, but you grab him by the arm and turn him, your fist connecting with his jaw. He holds his jaw and looks back at you, eyes filled with rage, his hand raising and then coming down to smack you across the face. "What did I just tell you!?"

You hold your cheek, the smack causing your lip to begin bleeding lightly. A small trail on blood coming from the corner of your mouth making its way to your chin. By now, Dean is up and he is livid. His eyes travel to the blood on your face and he snaps. Dean, immediately jumps on AJ, tackling him to the ground and punching him repeatedly.

You have never seen Dean so mad. It's a bit scary, but you’d be lying if you said watching him beat the living hell out of AJ, wasn't incredibly hot.

After a few more hits, AJ manages to crawl out of the ring and up the ramp, successfully getting away from Dean.

Dean then turns his attention to you. He's looking at you with a look you haven't seen before. He was definitely concerned, but there was something else in his eyes. Something you couldn't quite put your finger on. Whatever that look was, it was making your heart beat wildly in your chest.

Dean stops right in front of you, his right hand coming up to gently run across your now red cheek. "I swear to God, I'll kill him for putting his damn hands on you! Are you okay, Y/N?" You nodded your head slowly, captivated by those damn blue eyes.

"When he hit you, I saw red. Nobody, gets to touch you like that, not ever. Not if I have anything to say about it." Dean smiles softly at you, his anger subsiding as his eyes traveling back to the blood on your face. He leans down, tongue darting out to lick the blood from your chin to your lip. You let out a small gasp as your breath hitches. Before you can even comprehend what’s happening, he is sliding his tongue into your mouth, kissing you with more passion than you have ever felt in your life.

His lips were just as soft as you imagined them to be. You knew in that instant, no one would ever make you feel the way he does. You wrapped your arms around Dean's neck, hands in his hair, while you kissed him back with just as much passion as he was showing you. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you flush against his body. After another minute, Dean pulled away slightly to look you in your E/C eyes. There was that look again, what the hell was it? You weren’t sure, but the look he was giving you was making your knees weak.

You couldn’t think straight, too focused on the fact that Dean Ambrose just kissed you. In the middle of the ring, and the fans were going insane. You could still feel the ghost of his lips on yours. When Dean's hand began to travel down your arm, bringing you back to reality. He took your hand in his, leading you out of the ring. "Come on, Y/N. Let's get out of here and get you cleaned up" He said smiling down at you.

#dean ambrose x reader #dean ambrose #nikki bella #aj styles #alexa bliss #WWE #wwe smackdown #fan fiction #jon moxley #jonathan good

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I’m not accepting WWE requests anymore, just Marvel, I’m sorry!

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Show Review: Monday Night Raw 15/10/18

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Hello! Welcome to my first ever wrestling show review. A few administrative points before we get onto the actual show;

Firstly, this is my first time doing anything like this, so any kind of feedback or constructive criticism is highly appreciated. Secondly, this review is probably going to be quite lengthy due to Raw being 3 hours and there being a lot to discuss/mostly complain about. Lastly, this review is aimed at those who watch the product most weeks, so it is written assuming the reader knows the basic details of the show (commentators, ongoing storylines etc.), and I don’t plan to go through matches spot for spot unless something catches my eye particularly. Alright, lets get into the show!

We kick off with Michael Cole welcoming us to Philadelphia, PA. The crowd is fired up which seems to be the norm for Philly in my experience, having been at the 2014 Royal Rumble, famous for Roman Reigns being boo’d out of the building. Braun, Dolph and Drew make their entrance together. Seeing someone like Dolph mimic Braun’s mannerisms is always funny to me. Before they start their promo the phrases ‘best in the world’ and ‘world cup’ have been mentioned at least 3 times and I feel this is going to be an ongoing complaint of mine. They cut a pretty standard promo about being the greatest 3 man group in history after beating The Shield last week and we get a replay of McIntyre kicking Ambrose’s head off. I’m starting to not care for The Shield as much but the story with Dean potentially turning and the good in-ring work is just about keeping me interested. Braun talks about his match at Crown Jewel but much like Cole earlier doesn’t mention the location due to the obvious controversy. Drew and Dolph both mention ‘best in the world’ yet again and we get a bit of dissention as they talk about facing off in the finals of the world cup. Seth and Roman finally appear on the stage, Seth drops a cheesesteak reference and after saying nothing of relevance declares he’ll face Drew in a qualifying match for the world cup right now.

After adverts Drew/Seth kicks off which I’m very excited for since I like both guys a lot. They start with a nice wrestling sequence where Drew displays his obvious power advantage over Seth. Cole drops the ‘best in the world’ line once again and I die a bit inside. Drew gets Seth up for a powerbomb with a deadlift but gets countered. This spot was crazy smooth and I’m loving the ‘new’ McIntyre. Seth goes for the standard suicide dive but gets caught in a belly to belly on the outside. Again I wasn’t planning to go spot for spot but this match has started really hot. Dolph runs down to cause the distraction and Seth gets tossed into the bars beneath the ring, another great spot. After some back and forth including a great falcon arrow counter, Seth takes out both Drew and Dolph with a suicide dive each and Dean runs out to counter Ziggler’s interference. All 4 men fight outside and Drew gets curb stomped leading to a count-out victory for Seth. Great TV match between 2 guys who can certainly go, finish was a bit flat for me but I encourage you to watch this.

After a break we get a backstage promo from The Shield where Seth slips and calls Ambrose a lunatic. Ambrose talks about only being good for laughs despite always backing up Seth/Roman and it makes me long for the Ambrose turn.

We see a replay of DX’s promo from last week followed by a spooky Brothers of Destruction promo. I’m sort of excited for this match but I can’t take Kane seriously with this gear and DX doesn’t really work as a concept when both members are old corporate suits. This promo was completely standard boring nostalgia bait, but I understand some people like that.

Ember Moon is out next and yells down the camera like a mong ruining her entrance. Nia Jax appears and is apparently Ember’s tag partner. Back from ads and Tamina and Dana Brooke are in the ring. Cole mentions how this is Tamina’s return from injury and she doesn’t even get an entrance. Commentary shill a battle royale for the Evolution PPV featuring some of the best women in the company which I feel is slightly ridiculous. People like Asuka and Ember are far better than a battle royale, even Carmella has been improving leaps and bounds and should be featured more. This match is standard tag fare, when Nia and Tamina are in the ring together it really drags. Dana gets tagged in and eats the Eclipse for 3, thank god. After the match the women do that stupid spot where they throw people over the ropes before a battle royale just to show it’s possible. I’ve very quickly come down from the high of the first match.

We get a little video package of The Bellas turning on Ronda last week. Ronda makes her entrance smiling ear to ear which I dislike in such a personal feud as this. Once she grabs a mic she stops smiling for a second until the crowd chants for her and she cracks again. Ronda stumbles through her promo and The Bellas appear on the stage. They cut a promo about disrespect which is the second one of the show. According to The Bellas they made the word ‘diva’ mean something. Ronda sort of interrupts but literally just asks if they have anything else to say. She then talks about ‘sister soldiers’ and then rags on the Bellas for leeching off the names of their men which is the best line of the promo. ‘The only door you ever knocked down was the one to John Cena’s bedroom’, brutal. That causes Nikki Bella to spring into action by ripping off her shirt and twirling her arse for some reason. A security team come out and all die by Ronda’s hands. That was arduous. I think Ronda is great in the ring for how little she’s wrestled but my god are her promos awful.

They show a replay of big gold condom Kurt Angle winning the battle royale from last week which flows into a backstage promo with Kurt Angle in vacation gear. I refuse to believe that man doesn’t take his singlets on holiday. Acting GM Baron Corbin makes a match with Angle against The Authors of Pain later tonight.

Finally we get another match after suffering through that Bella promo. Luckily for me it’s Ambrose/Ziggler and I suddenly become interested in the show again. Dolph makes his entrance and for some reason he’s wearing a hoodie instead of his cool silver jacket from earlier. Michael Cole once again drops that bloody ‘best in the world’ line and at this point I’m looking for something to hang myself from. Ambrose snapmares Dolph and smacks him with a few crossfaces. I love Ambrose’s new style since his return matching his increased bulk. We get some standard TV match back and forth until Dean goes to the top rope and gets countered into an X-Factor. Dean lands kinda awkwardly on his feet first but the move looks fine and he doesn’t seem to be injured. Weirdly it’s at this point that the crowd die, I’m surprised they held on this long. Ambrose hits Dolph with the Hook and Ladder, a move from his indy wrestling days which he seems to be bringing back, and it looks really good. Drew runs out for some interference similarly to earlier and Rollins follows. Seth ends up distracting Dean and Dolph gets the superkick for the 3 count. This was a good TV match but I’m slightly bias since I love both guys. Ziggler winning was likely the right decision since most of the world cup field thus far was face.

Post-match Dean walks away but Seth gives chase almost leading to a brawl until Roman separates them. Corbin comes out and makes The Shield versus Braun, Dolph and Drew for the main event, for the 3rd show in a row. Roman stares daggers through Corbin. I’d like these two in a real feud at some point, maybe not for the belt though.

Mixed Match Challenge competitors Finn Balor and Bayley enter together. Finn is far better than this and I wish they’d do something with him. Backstage we get a little promo with Braun and his squad, basically the same thing as last week with Braun warning them not to screw up. Jinder and his crew are here wrestling Finn yet again. Bayley attempts to get a slow clap going to no reaction at all. Finn mercifully wins a completely nothing match with the Coup De Grace, please never let these two wrestle again. Randomly Bobby Lashley and Lio Rush make their way down to the ring. Lashley does some poses in the corner and Lio Rush spouts some weird lines about nobody smelling like Lashley. Finn literally just leaves without any trouble. Silly me for thinking they’d actually give Finn a decent storyline.

We come back from the break to Tyler Breeze getting ready to be sacrificed to the giant baby god Lashley. After even more poses from Bobby Breeze actually gets a shot in which surprised me. Lashley hits a Yokosuka cutter which looks really good, weird that he’s randomly switched from the Dominator he used to do to this but I like it.

Trish and Lita are out next for even more nostalgia. It’s lost on me since I didn’t watch in the Attitude Era but it’s nice for the live crowd if nothing else. Lita says one sentence then Alexa Bliss and Mickie James make their way out. James is dressed like Bliss and it looks like granny is trying way too hard. Alexa is a great promo and it’s no different here but Mickie is just very cringey. Trish and Lita try and appeal to a younger market and say the word ‘practice’ about 50 times. Nothing happens as per usual.

Some random is wearing Kurt’s big gold condom and wrestling the Authors of Pain. After this guy dies Kurt appears behind Corbin on the stage and barely gets him up for the Angle slam. Their match will probably be fine, but that’s more because I still enjoy Kurt Angle.

Riott Squad randomly pour condiments over Natalya’s dressing room door and Liv Morgan makes a noise like a dog being kicked. What was the point of this.

Riott Squad are out after another break. Natalya comes out next holding a microphone and I’m scared. Natalya is completely fine in the ring but should be nowhere near a mic. She cuts a bad promo and brings out Bayley and Sasha Banks as back up. Cole screams ‘IT’S BOSS TIME’ and suddenly I don’t hate the ‘best in the world’ stuff anymore. I’m a big fan of the Riott Squad especially Ruby but I couldn’t begin to care about Natalya or this match. Nattie gets Ruby in the Sharpshooter and all the women brawl with the faces standing tall. I’m conscious that this review may paint me as disliking women’s wrestling as a whole but it’s more than most of the women’s segments on this show have been questionable at best.

Here’s Elias next, he cuts a promo about the future and John Cena and rags on Philly and what I assume is a sporting mascot of some kind. I love Elias but he’s starting to wear a bit thin for me. I feel like they either need to do something of note with him or not, stop letting him stagnate. Apollo Crews of all people interrupts. He cuts a promo about how he can’t sing and he isn’t that funny and he’s not wrong. Crews is sick of people passing him by, and while I don’t rate him that highly, I’m all for new people getting a chance. Apollo hits an impressive military press causing Elias to flee. Pretty standard stuff here but at least it’s someone new.

Finally we’re at the main event. Braun, Drew and Dolph make their entrance together same as earlier and Dolph is back to the sick jacket rather than the hoodie. The Shield come out through the crowd and must fight through a sea of twats. Dean and Seth start off doing tag moves like nothing happened until Ziggler pushes Rollins into Dean and the tension starts again. Reigns manages to get a chant for himself while Ziggler is getting heat on him. Philly is not where I imagined Roman would actually get a positive chant. Braun and Drew tag themselves in a couple times and argue giving Reigns time to recover and hit a samoan drop on Braun. After a bit more standard action Roman finally makes a tag and Seth and Dean run wild taking out all 3 opponents. Ambrose hits Dirty Deeds on Drew but Dolph breaks up the pin with Seth’s body. Seth and Dean get into a bit of a brawl as Dolph hits the Zig Zag for a close 2 count. Roman dodges a claymore kick from Drew and sends him flying into Braun. Dolph eats the triple powerbomb for the 3 count and The Shield embrace and leave. After the match Braun yells at Ziggler for screwing up and not carrying his weight and murders him with a powerslam. Drew nails Braun with a claymore kick and stands tall. I think from an in ring standpoint this match was the weakest of the 3 these teams have had but story-wise it was great. I didn’t want to get this deep into all the spots of the match but there was so much story ground to cover I couldn’t really help it.

Overall this show was a bit of a drag to get through but that’s not shocking from a 3 hour show. Whilst there were many highlights like the Shield storyline and matches, the women’s segments were poorly planned and executed and made the show feel far longer than it was. If I had the choice I’d give this show a miss, definitely not a must-watch Raw.

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rasiel-hasu · 6 years

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Dean Ambrose - Request 3

Request: Hey there darling ! First off I’d like to say I love your work. Secondly I was wondering if you could a Dean Ambrose x reader where the reader is the Bella Twins’ younger sister and secretly dating Dean and Nikki and Brie and a bunch of the other women on the roster find out on Total Divas or something ? Fluff and all that good warm fuzzy stuff ? (If not I’m sorry for bugging you ❤️)

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Total Divas - Episode 1

Interview Segment: “Hi!” I gave a little wave to the camera. “I’m Y/N and I’m a WWE Diva. I’m 28 years old and as most of you know, I’m Brie and Nikki Bella’s little sister. Being in the business with my older sisters has its ups and downs. In real life, the twins usually outnumbered me so things went their way but when I came into the WWE, that wasn’t the case. I chose make a name for myself separately and so far I’d say I’ve done pretty well.

I never would’ve thought that I’d been working for WWE much less that I would’ve been a Diva’s Champion not once but twice and to top it all off, I’m dating the WWE World Heavyweight Champion - Dean Ambrose.”

My cheeks turned pink as I blushed and I couldn’t help but smile offering a shrug to the camera. “It’s great.”

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“Dean!” I called out walking through the front door making my way towards the kitchen.

Catching my breath from my run, I walked into my bathroom to wash the sweat off my face. The Vegas heat was cruel this time of year but I saw it as a way of building endurance.

“Dean!” I yelled out again, walking into the kitchen only to see a trail of clothes leading out towards the backyard.

I rolled my eyes and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a sip before I followed the trail out into the backyard where I saw him swimming in the pool.

Interview Segment: Unbeknownst to almost everyone, Dean and I have been dating for a little over 2 years now. We bought a home together about a year into our relationship and it’s our own little escape from the 300-plus days on the road.

“Hey babe.” He smiled at me as he swam to the edge. “How was the run?”

“It was alright. Mind telling me why you’re in the pool in boxers?” I laughed, approaching him.

“Well, I worked out and I was going to take a shower, but then I heard the pool calling my name. You know I can’t resist that…” I laughed and he reached for my ankle. “And now you’re going to join me.”

“Ahh!” I laughed, backing away. “Like hell I am. These leggings are brand new.”

He cocked his head to the side before a smirk crossed his face. “They make your ass look great.” He replied then he was all of a sudden out of the water. “But you’re getting in this pool one way or another.”

“Dean!” I squealed, laughing as I tried to run away around the pool.

He chased after me, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me up into the air.

“No! Don’t you dare suplex me, Dean Ambrose!” I warned but he called my bluff, throwing both of us in the pool.

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“Drinks and Karaoke?” I asked, throwing on an ACDC tank top.

Dean laughed, tying his sneakers. I slipped into my boots and walked closer to him so he could tie them for me. “We’ll be on the road for the next three weeks, Josh and Mel wanted to hang out before then so this is what I picked.” He replied, standing up from the bed to kiss me.

“God, you’re amazing!” I smiled as he spun me around.

After meeting our friends at the bar, we all let loose with a couple of drinks while catching up with them regarding family and and work. Dean threw his arm around me, keeping me tucked into his side while we all hung out, ordering us two more shots of whiskey which we downed pretty quickly.

“Dean and Y/N? You’re up next, here’s the song book.” One of the staff said, handing us a binder full of songs.

Dean placed it in front of us flipping through the laminated pages. “What’re you feeling like this time?”

“Ooh! They got Rebel Yell.” I pointed at the song name on the list.

He laughed, nodding his head. “Billy Idol for the win.”

Once the other couple finished, we walked up, grabbing the mics. Dean cleared his throat, shaking his legs to gain some adrenaline before he looked over at me with a wink.

The music started and on que, Dean began to sing.

“Last night a little dancer, came dancin’ to my door. Last night a little angel, came pumping on the floor. She said -”

I danced around him, bobbing my head to the music before joining him on the verse. “Come on baby I’ve got a license for love, and if it expires, pray help from above.”

“Because -”

I shook out my hair before singing with him.

“In the midnight hour, she cried more, more, more!” We sang together, laughing and bobbing along to the music. “With a rebel yell - she cried more more more!”

Interview segment: Our favorite thing is karaoke. Both of us are music junkies and we get really into it. We’re always dancing and singing oldies in the car or at home - wherever. It’s one of the things that’s always bonded us.

The song came to an end and everyone cheered as Dean pulled me into his arms giving me a gentle headbutt before kissing me and returning to our seats.

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“Pizza’s here!” Dean said, walking out to our backyard and setting the box down on the table. Pulling two bottles of beer out of the pockets of his shorts, he sat down beside me, grabbing a slice. “You all packed for tomorrow? Flight’s at 4:40 in the morning.”

“I’m packed, just my toothbrush and dry shampoo.” I replied, grabbing a slice and putting my feet up on the table looking through my phone.

“Ugh, i hate when you use that, your hair just feels like powder.” He replied, making a face, before taking a bite out of his pizza.

“We can’t all be lucky as lucky as you, walking around all greasy headed.” I retorted.

“They don’t call me the lunatic fringe for nothing.” He laughed.

“Hey look!” I said, showing him my phone. “There’s finally a new Lore podcast.”

“Do you wanna save it for tomorrow on the plane or -“

“No way, I’ve been waiting way too long.” I shook my head. “Besides, i already filled me laptop full of Ghost Adventures and Unsolved Mysteries to keep us busy the next few weeks.”

“That’s my girl.” He smiled, grabbing another slice.

After eating, he laid down beside me on the patio sofa, both of us with one headphone in as we looked at the string-lit trees listening to the spooky stories on the podcast.

I curled into his arms, my legs resting on his lap as he traced circles on my back with his fingertips. He laid his head on mine, kissing my hair softly as he held me close.

Interview Segment: See, people have this expectation of wrestlers that they’re always eccentric and hyper like we are during shows. Well while that is the case at times, we’re also human. Dean and I might be at the height of our careers but we’re just like everyone else.

We like listening to music and scaring ourselves with horror movies. We binge on pizza on the few nights we’re home because neither of us feel like cooking. We go out and embarrass ourselves with friends. Hopefully all this gets to give you guys a peak at how we are outside of the ring.

Monday Night Raw - Backstage Screening

“Well?” Sean asked, looking at the room full of Divas but all of their eyes were on me.

Tonight we got to screen the first episode of Total Divas Season 6. The screening however was shown to us during a Monday Night Raw show, which meant any Diva and Superstar that wasn’t busy could drop in and watch if they wanted too.

“What...the...fuck, Y/N!” Nikki hit me in the arm while both her and Brie demanded answers.

Unfortunately, I was going to catch a whole lot of heat seeing as nobody knew Dean and I were dating. Until right now.

For the last 2 years we were able to keep it on the low. We had our home in Vegas. We had our own group of friends we hung out with that weren’t in the WWE. During shows we’d arrive separately, we never really ran into each other and we’d only meet back up in the hotel room. It was the only way to make it all work between super crazed fans of both of ours as well as my nosy family.

See, while I adored my friends, family, and fans - they could be overbearing at times which is why we kept it to ourselves. We were extremely private about our personal lives and aside from the company execs, nobody had known. Even the company had been kept in the dark until we had to go update our addresses when we moved into our home.

Then WWE decided I needed to be on Total Divas. They said they wanted to add fuel to one of Dean’s upcoming storylines and since I’d appeared in background scenes of the show every so often with the Twins, they thought the show would be the perfect way to do that - despite all of our protests.

But once the decision was made, Dean and I talked and decided we would give it our all. If it had to be shown, they were going to see us on our terms and get a real glimpse at our relationship. It was only for one season and people were bound to find out anyway.

“What?” I asked, trying to play dumb but this time Brie took a turn to hit me in the arm.

“When the hell did you start dating Dean?” She asked, placing her hands on her hips.

I shrugged, rubbing my arms in the spots they’ve hit. “Chill - I don’t know exactly when. We just were talking all the time and then we were together all the time, and then we bought a house - it just kinda happened.”

“You BOUGHT the house?! Buying a house with someone doesn’t just ‘kinda’ happen, Y/N” Nikki said wide-eyed. “How could you keep this from us?”

“Is that why you never invite us over to visit you in Vegas?” Brie asked, just as bewildered.

“You’ve literally watched me flirt with Dean every chance I get - how could you never have said anything?!” Renee said while Naomi and Natalya laughed.

“Guys relax - it’s not that serious.” I shook my head. “Dean and I -” “How could you call that not being serious?!” Nikki interrupted.

“No - not that - it’s just -”

“Just what?” They said together, interrupting me again.

“Woah - what’s going on in here?” Dean asked, stepping into the room with Roman.

I opened my mouth to speak but Brie answered instead. “You’ve been dating Y/N this whole time?!”

He looked at me instantly then at the TV with a Total Divas screen paused.

“Oh.” Dean shrugged, eatting something then coming around to throw his arm over my shoulder, offering me some of the starburst chews he had in his hand. “Well guess the cat’s outta the bag.”

“You guys are so cute together! How could you keep this from everybody?” Nattie asked looking between the two of us. I grabbed a piece of candy, tossing it into my mouth before looking at everyone. “Guys - it’s not a big deal. We just went with the flow, this is where it led us. We just share so much of everything all the time, we wanted to keep this between us. And I mean, Brie - you’re so caught up with Brian and Nikki’s so caught up with John, all you guys do is talk about them to anyone that’ll listen. I’ve just never been like that. What Dean and I have …”

“Is pretty kickass.” Dean said, finishing my sentence as he looked down at me with a smile.

“That is adorable.” Naomi nodded. “Good for you guys.”

“I just feel like we’re so out of touch with our own sister.” Brie pouted.

“Everything just makes so much sense now.” Nikki finally gave in with a small smile. “Missing from holiday get togethers - never hanging out after work…” “We just wanted to keep it to ourselves for a little while.” I looked up at Dean, turning to wrap my arms around his waist as he hugged me into his chest. “We knew you’d have to find out eventually and we figured at least this way we could show you instead.

Dean smiled down at me, leaning his head down to kiss me for the first time in front of people. “What can I say, I wanted her to myself for a little while. I love her.”

“AWWWWH!” They all said, watching us.

I kissed him back as my cheeks flushed red in blush before everyone came around to hug us.

**GIFS not mine

I hope you enjoyed, as always - let me know if you have a request.

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thehelleniclunarwitch · 6 years

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Need

You’re not a want, Seth, I need you.

Pairing: Seth Rollins x Reader

Fandom: WWE

Warning: Cursing

Intro

You don’t have to, but I recommend reading the Intro so you can decide which ending you’d like.

“Thanks, girls,” You said before leaving the Bella twins’ locker room.

Halfway down the hallway, you saw Dean and Roman walking your way.

“Hey kiddo, did you catch their match?” Dean asked.

“Of course I did,” You smiled.

“Seth is looking for you by the way,” Roman added.

“Okay, good, because I was on my way to find him,” You said.

“Oh, you were?” Dean asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

You felt yourself blush.

“Don’t you dare start teasing me!” You exclaimed.

“I’m not going to say a word!” Dean replied.

“I can see it written all over your face, Dean,” You hissed.

Dean scoffed. “What I can’t look at you?”

“No!” You shrieked.

Dean started laughing. “Aw, Ro our little girl has caught the feels,”

“Dean,” You hissed before launching yourself at the Lunatic.

Roman caught you around your waist and pulled you back.

“Come on now, you know Dean’s not worth it. Head to Seth’s locker room I’m sure he’s still there,” Roman said.

“I’m watching you, Ambrose,” You growled.

“Ooh, I’m shaking in my leather boots,” Dean teased.

Before you could even think about launching yourself at Dean again, Roman was pushing you down the hall and away from them. You smiled and said hello to the others if they greeted you on your way to Seth’s room. Outside of his door, you knocked once and then he was calling for you to enter.

“Hi Sethie,” You greeted.

Seth whipped around to face you a large smile already on his face.

“Hey, there you are. I was just about to come looking for you,” Seth said.

“I guess it’s perfect timing, I need to talk to you,” You said closing the door behind you.

“What’s up?” Seth asked slipping his shirt off and you’re pretty sure you drooled right then and there.

“You’ve mentioned it several times offhandedly about your feelings for me,” You started and Seth froze.

“Have those feelings gone away?” You asked him.

Seth dropped his spare shirt as he looked at you with wide eyes.

“Because I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and if you still feel that same way then I need you to know that I feel that way too,” You mumbled.

“Y/n,” Seth began.

“I mean I’ve always felt something for you, Seth, but I wasn’t sure if it was just some schoolgirl crush, but listening to you talk about your favorite day with me just made me realize how much you mean to me.” You explained.

“Y/n, please tell me you’re not joking with me right now,” Seth pleaded with you.

“I had to think about what I wanted Seth, but then I realized something,” You said.

“What did you realize?” Seth asked you.

“You’re not a want Seth, I need you,” You whispered.

A predatory glaze came over Seth. He stalked towards you. For every step, he took towards you took one back. Your back suddenly came into contact with the door. Seth was suddenly crowding into your space.

“Say it,” Seth demanded.

You looked up at him and batted your lashes at him. You could feel him quivering against you.

“I need you, Seth,” You said.

Before you had a chance to say anymore Seth captured your lips with his. You two fought for dominance and of course, Seth won. He wrapped his arms tightly around you and you moaned into him.

“Fuck,” You swore and Seth laughed.

“God that was better than I could have imagined,” Seth said and this time it was you who laughed.

“Sorry, it took me so long to come to my senses,” You apologized.

“Oh it can be forgiven,” Seth teased and you smiled.

Your stomach began to growl.

“Were you nervous about telling me that you forgot to eat?” Seth asked.

You blushed. “Um maybe,”

Seth stepped away to put on the shirt that he dropped. He held out his hand to you. You laced your hand with his hand and then he yanked open the door. The two of you weren’t all that surprised to see Dean, Renee, and Roman standing there.

“Uh hey guys,” Renee said awkwardly.

You laughed and the buried your face into Seth’s shoulder.

“Are you guys serious?” Seth asked.

“What? We are just as invested in this relationship as you two are!” Dean argued.

“Yeah, we’ve been wanting this to happen for awhile now,” Roman added.

“Can’t even get any damn privacy,” Seth growled.

“It’s not like we’ve told the whole roster or anything,” Dean said while he and Roman looked at Renee.

“Renee!” You exclaimed.

Renee flinched. “Sorry, I just got a little excited,”

You sighed while Seth threw his head back and laughed.

“We might as well go and let everyone know we’re official,” Seth said.

You nodded and let Seth lead the way. Even though you wished you were the one to break the news to everyone first you were kind of happy that Renee took that pressure off you. Now you could just enjoy celebrating your relationship with the man who was definitely the love of your life and you couldn’t be any happier about it.

#Seth Rollins #Seth Rollins x Reader #insert reader #WWE #Raw #Smackdown #Roman Reigns #Dean Ambrose #Nikki Bella #Brie Bella #Renee Young #fan fiction #writing #stories #choose your destiny #reader's choice

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panic-angel3314 · 7 years

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Fates Intertwined- Dean Ambrose x Reader

A/N: Okay guys so this is the Dean fic I was talking about. It's super long and also the first smut fic I've ever written so be gentle. Again I'm thanking @theworldiscolorful , @smolsassynalilsmartassy , and @therealfivefeetoffuckingfury they are my babes and so supportive and loving. I love you guys soooo much 💋💋💋

Credit to Gif Owner :)

Warnings: Angst, Smut, Cursing

Word Count: 10K+ EEK I’m sorry guys but thanks for sticking around.

Summary: You're a wrestler turned Rockstar. You and Dean were absolute soulmates until he decided to throw it all away. You're asked back to perform at this years Hall of Fame. Is fate bringing you both a second chance or will it all be for not??

Also I don't own WWE or the song I used as inspiration.

Never in a million years did I ever dream that one, I would be a former WWE Superstar turned Singer/ Song-writer, and second that said company would be calling me to perform and their Hall of Fame ceremony.

I had left the company on reasonably good terms. I made sure to fulfill all my contractual obligations and I'm made sure to relatively keep all my relationships intact, except for him. After his betrayal, I made sure to stay as far away from him as possible. No contact.

Who is this person that literally tore my heart in two, you might ask? It was none other than lunatic heart throb, Dean Ambrose.

We had met in NXT when he was a little more Moxley than he was Ambrose. Seth Rollins, my childhood friend, had introduced us and of course Dean laid it on real thick the moment he opened his mouth. Funny thing was I didn't take an ounce of his shit and it wasn't until he quit trying to get in my pants that I let him into my heart.

People said that because of me, he had changed and mellowed. I never thought that was true. To be honest I think given the chance Dean could've always been the sweet lovable guy I know he is. He needed to truly trust in someone before he let down all the walls he had once built. Plus, I wasn't the only one to try and break them down, a lot of help came in the form of Roman and Seth.

I'm not going to lie at a point in time I thought he was the one, my forever. I knew his past and his tendencies, I helped him through them all. I told him in the beginning of our relationship that cheating was the absolute worst deal breaker. He knew and respected it and I thought we were doing just fine. Hell, I thought he was on the verge of proposing at one point.

But like all good things in Dean Ambrose's life, he would rather ruin them himself than to have them stripped away from him. He knew the only way I would ever truly leave him is if he cheated on me. So that's what he did. He invited the new reporter Renee Young to our room and he set into motion one of the biggest mistakes of his life.

I walked into our shared suite at the hotel we were staying at and it was there I saw him practically swallowing her face, and she was topless which led me to believe five minutes later and I would've caught them in the full-blown act.

I cleared my throat to catch their attention, “You know what I just need to get my gear and head. Please feel free to continue. Don't stop on my account."

I don't know what was wrong the shock I saw on Renee's face or the shock I didn't see in Dean's. In fact, Dean's face was void of all emotion while I was breaking from the inside out.

I grabbed my gear bag not worried one bit whether Renee had left or not and just as I was about to leave through the suite door, Dean decides to make his presence known.

"That's it? No yelling? No fighting? You're just gonna walk out of my life and never look back?"

"What do you want me to say Dean?! Huh? What is the correct way to handle the fact that I just caught the love of my life cheating on me with some blonde bimbo?"

"I don't know, (Y/N)! Scream at me, hit me, break something!"

"No! I'm not going to give you that satisfaction. I'm not the one who cheated. But let me just ask you one time, why? Why Dean? Was I not good enough, did I not make you happy?"

There was a slight pause and in the blink of an eye Dean's whole demeanor changed from the man I love to the man I used to loath, Jon Moxley. He walked towards me closing the small distance that was created from our fighting. Condescendingly he reached up to cup my face and replied with the smuggest expression on his face, "It has nothing to do with you, Babydoll. You just can't teach a street dog new tricks. But it was fun while it lasted I'll tell you that."

I wanted to slug the absolute shit out of him but I knew that was the reaction he was looking for and I wasn't going to grant him the satisfaction.

So instead I wretched his hands from my face, "Fun? Fun! 3 years all for a little fun. Fuck you, Moxley! Don't just stand there and tell me it meant nothing! I loved you for god’s sake."

Nothing really caught his attention until my last statement only then did I see a glimpse of my Jon.

"Loved?" He looked at me with glassy eyes.

"Dean, what?"

"You just said 'loved' (Y/N) not 'love'."

Taking a deep breathe I considered his eyes and told him the absolute truth, "Of course I love you, Dean. God how I love you. I'll probably always love you but right now I also really hate you. Hate that you can just throw away three years of our life like that and say it was all in good fun."

"Oh, give it up (Y/N)! I'm never gonna be the man you want me to be, alright? I'm not changing for anyone not even you!"

"I never wanted you to change for me, asshole! This is going nowhere. You got your wish, you wanted me gone, so I'm going."

"Yeah, well have a nice life babe." He spat with fire in his eyes.

I laughed ruefully," You too, Mox. I truly hope you find your soulmate one day."

With that I left and shut the door on that chapter in my life. What I had missed at the time though was Dean whispering to the door I had just closed was, "I did find her, I just let her walk out of my life for her own good."

What I didn't know at the time was Dean's insecurities are what lead him to the consequences of that day. He loved me too much, he felt he didn't deserve that type of love and that if he didn't end it now something somewhere down the line would end it for him and that would break him more than anything. What he soon realized it was way past that point.

Either way that was the past and this is the very REAL future. It both honored me and made me nauseous to think about performing at a WWE event when it's been close to two years since I was even associated with them.

However, I couldn't really say no to Vince after everything he and his daughter have done for me. They were the one bridge I made sure to keep intact on my way out. The WWE was once my home and truth be told I missed it and everyone that came with it, even if I was unable to admit that particular part to myself.

I made it a point to not keep the slightest tab on Dean's relationships through Roman or Seth if he was healthy and relatively doing well that's where my inquiries stopped. My heart never could handle the answer but now that I was going to perform at the Hall of Fame it was time to woman up and see him.

Now here I am and it's the morning of the Hall of Fame ceremony. I knew the girls were going to be here any minute with the glam squad to start getting ready. The girls being The Bella's, Nattie, and Naomi and don't get me wrong I love these girls to death but.... I was a little nervous about all the inevitable questions I knew I was going to be bombarded with. And on top of that I didn't really have a date to the Hall of Fame. Seth had offered being the greatest best friend he is but so did my friend Jason Momoa who was in town for one thing or another.

Jason was a very close friend of mine who knew everything about my time at the WWE and why I left, so he was more than happy to and I quote "Show that motherfucker what he's missing out on." I love Jase to death but sometimes he can be a loose cannon.

Before I could overthink too much more a knock at the door broke me of my thoughts. Knock being the polite way of saying it. It was more of bangs, shouts, and excited squeals. What can I say, I guess my girls missed me?

"(Y/N)! Get that cute little ass up and come open this door!" The ever-lovely Nikki shouts.

Swinging the door open I greet four very excited faces with a," Excuse me my ass is up and has been waiting on you four divas for about an hour now."

"Oh, really then what took you so long to answer the door huh???" Brie replied with an almost knowing look.

"Nothing just caught up in some thoughts is all."

"Would those thoughts have to do with a certain lunatic or is it more of whether you should take a date to the ceremony??" Naomi asked.

Damn these guys knew everything, it's why I loved them and hated them sometimes.

"You guys know me too well. So, before we dive into this subject you better break open that bottle of whatever you're caring Nikki so we can get to it."

"Won't it mess with your vocal cords??" She replied.

"No if anything it will help with the rasp I need to achieve some of the different notes tonight."

"Oh, okay then let's get to it girl!!"

A chorus of cheers followed as the glam team started to set up in my deluxe suite. What can I say perks of being a superstar?

After having explained my dilemma and few glasses of champagne later here we were.

"Look I can tell you right now for him to actually have a date it would require him to speak to someone of the opposite gender. Girl ever since you left he's only hung out with Seth, Roman, and the Uso twins. He doesn't even look at any girls anymore especially when we go out." Naomi divulged.

I never wanted to know Dean's relationship status especially after how we left everything but hearing this almost made me sad, almost.

"Maybe he just has someone on the down low y'all don't know about or maybe he's gotten better at hiding his escapades."

Naomi straightened me with a look really quick, "Girl you haven't seen him lately. And whatever bullshit Ro and Seth have fed you are exactly that bullshit. I know they don't want to worry you but girl people are actually starting to worry about your lunatic."

I couldn't hold back the eye roll that popped up when replying, "He's not my lunatic anymore, you know that. He made sure of that a long time ago."

"We are not trying to upset you Babe. We just know that you two were absolute soulmates and to see both of you like this hurts us because we love you." Nattie spoke up always the wiser with her words of truth.

"Nattie, I'm fine. Or at least I thought I was.... Guys what am I going to do?? So, do I take a date or not? At least with Seth I know I'll be fine because he's like a big brother but with Jason I know he will be unpredictable. Especially because of Dean."

I put my head in my hands trying to calm my beating heart and racing thoughts. It was then Momma Brie came up to hug me and started to rub my back in a soothing motion.

"Whatever you choose we will support you. But I think Seth is the safe choice and it's seems to me like you need the extra support tonight. If it were up to me, Nikki and I would be your dates but I don't know how Bryan and John would feel about going stag."

"Couldn't they just go together?" I whined, earning a chorus of giggles from the girls.

"I don't know girl. I think I'd get too jealous to let anyone else take my man on a date, even Bryan." Nikki replied.

"I guess." I sighed getting up to reach for my phone. "I'm going to go call Seth right now. I'll be back in five."

Finally, after a bit more gossip and a couple more glasses of champagne, the girls and I were ready to head down to the lobby to our prospective dates.

It was nice seeing all my girls' male counterparts once again and trying to catch each other up on everything.

While the conversation was veered off me for a minute I turned towards Seth to whisper in his ear, "Where's Roman? I thought he'd at least want to see me before everything."

"He did Babe. But he's with Dean tonight since they're both going stag but he told me to tell you he loves you and he can't wait to see his Babygirl." I couldn't help but giggle at Roman's nickname for me. From day one each of the Shield boys had a special nickname for me, Roman's being Babygirl, Seth's was Babe since like childhood, and Dean's was Babydoll. I always found it very endearing, like it was their way of showing just how much they loved and cared for me.

Just as I was about to reply to Seth we heard the girls squealing the limo was here. Each couple entered the limo, Seth and I being the first two to hop in. We were sat in a corner that was secluded enough that we could converse quietly but also close enough to the others so we didn't look antisocial.

While I was sitting there It finally hit me that this was it. I was going to see Dean again whether I liked it or not. All the scenarios in my brain had me very quiet and very nervous, so much so Seth took notice.

He grabbed my knee to stop it from bouncing, which I didn't even realize I was doing.

"Relax Babe. Roman told me they are going to try and go a little later to avoid all the couples and such. He probably won't even know you're there until you're up on stage about to perform."

"Do you think he knows I'm back??"

"I don't think so. You know Dean, he repels technology and it's been pretty mums the word on your return. Question though. Are you just returning to perform or are they asking you back officially?”

Looking up at Seth I knew I couldn't lie to him, he was practically my brother after all.

"I'm not going to lie to you but yeah Stephanie and Vince really want me back."

"What?! That's great! What did you say??"

"Shhh.... I haven't said anything. Besides it depends on how tonight goes honestly."

"Between you and Dean? Honestly I think it's going to go a lot differently than you think."

"How do you know what I'm thinking?"

Seth shot me a "Really?" look and I couldn't help but sigh and drop my head down in defeat.

Gently Seth raised my chin so that I was considering his deep imploring eyes, "Whatever happens tonight Babe, just please keep an open mind. He might surprise you. Hell, you might surprise yourself. No matter what happens you have the best support team backing you 100%."

"Here, here!" Cheered all my friends.

I guess our corner wasn't as secluded as I had thought. But before I could worry about that the limo had stopped and we had arrived to what I like to call "D-Day".

Being there in front of the WWE Universe was like a breath of fresh air, like I could finally breath. Don't get me wrong I loved all my fans whether they were with me because of my music or wrestling. There was just something about the bond I had made with the WWE Universe that really touched my heart and made me happy to be home.

But before I could soak up too much of the crowd Steph and Triple H had stopped me and Seth on our way down the red carpet.

"Hey guys! Seth, (Y/N) you look so beautiful."

"Thank you, Steph, Nice to see you again! You too Trips."

These too were the absolute best in and outside of the ring. Not only had they been some of my biggest supporters in the WWE but also outside of it too.

"It's so good to see you again, Kid. We couldn't be happier to have you join the family once again." Trips mentioned.

"Yeah now let's just hope we can keep her." Steph piped up. I couldn't help but laugh at these two always in cahoots together.

"Aw come on guys no double teaming." Seth was quick to defend.

"No, no. You know we love you, (Y/N/N). And miss you too. Besides what I was coming to ask is since Seth is your 'date' do you mind joining him to his interviews."

"I don't see why not but who are they with?"

That's when Steph's demeanor changed slightly.

"I'll give it to you straight. One of them is with Renee but we have warned her to keep it completely professional so there shouldn't be a problem. “She said imploring me with her big blue eyes.

"Aww Steph not the puppy dog eyes! You know I can't say no to them. Alright, fine, but only because I love you two. And I'm too excited to be back to let it ruin my fun."

After we said our good byes Seth led us through a couple of simple interviews with the same old spiel of 'Welcome back', and 'Who are you wearing?', or 'Are you dating?', and lastly 'If I was returning to the WWE'.

Soon it was time for the dreadful interview I would much rather skip but here I was being lead gently but still firmly on the small of my back by Seth towards the she-devil.

At the same time, you were about to be interviewed by Renee, Dean walked in with Roman not too far behind.

Dean's POV

"Man Ro! You said we would be able to skip all this nonsense this year." I whined to my best friend.

I was walking down the red carpet trying to smooth out the stupid suit Roman made me wear when I heard a laugh. A laugh I had been dying to hear for the past two years since it was stripped from me by my own doing. I couldn't believe what I was hearing but as I looked up there she was, the woman of my dreams, my soulmate, standing there in all her glory doing an interview with Renee Young, of all people.

Damn did (Y/N) look amazing no number of photos or media coverage did her justice and that sweet laugh that I had been dying to hear since the day she left....

Was this a sign that she was here right now?

What no one, and I mean no one, knew is that ever since (Y/N) left she took everything I loved with her. My passion for her and wrestling were the only two things I ever truly lived for and without her, my love for wrestling had all but diminished. Whether anyone has noticed or not I've been coasting ever since she left and this whole last month I've been truly contemplating whether to keep wrestling for the WWE.

I genuinely believe (Y/N) is my other half and whether anyone knows it or not I broke too the day she left.

I thought I was doing it for her own good, saving her from myself but I soon realized I was just scared to be happy. I should've trusted her more with my heart but before I met (Y/N) I didn't know what real love or even true affection was and without her, life does not feel worth living.

I don't care what god put her and I under the same roof tonight but I'm going to talk to her and I'm going to come clean about everything that went down.

"Dean! Dude, why did you stop in the middle of the walkway." Roman taps me on the shoulder and breaks up my rapid thoughts.

"Ro, did you know she was gonna be here?" I ask pointing towards you. Just as Roman looks up we hear the tail end of your interview with Renee.

"So (Y/N) one last question, how is to be back and see everyone, especially Dean Ambrose?"

"Ha-ha you must love your job Renee with all your clever hard-hitting questions."

I couldn't help but chuckle at that. It reminded me of one of the reasons I love my Babydoll (Y/N) so much, with her spit fire personality and no filter.

"As for being back, I feel at home, I love it here. I haven't seen Dean yet but I'm sure I will. I have absolutely no hard feelings towards him. I loved him then and I can honestly say I still love him now. He helped me grow a lot as a person and as a wrestler. I wish him all the happiness in the world because he deserves nothing less than the absolute best this world has to offer. So, thanks Renee but we're going to head in now, you have fun asking the questions that matter."

As soon as she was done talking I look to Roman, as if he has the answer to the question I don't even know to ask.

"Yeah man she's here to perform tonight and join the after party. Don't look at me like that I just found out a few hours ago and I knew if I told you, you would've never come." Roman sighed patting his large hand on my shoulder before continuing, "It's time Dean and by the sound of that she's ready to see you too."

I was speechless, how was I supposed to approach or even get her alone long enough for her to even talk to me. However, I didn't have long to fret before Roman spoke up again.

"Don't worry, Uce. Lucky for you Seth and I are your brothers and are going to help you win her back. Even if I must lock you two in the same room, to either kill each other or make up. Now let's go you only have one interview but it's with Renee then we can go find you some liquid courage."

Roman patted me on the back once more and sent me on my merry way to be interviewed by Renee. Don't get me wrong I don't blame her for mine and (Y/N)'s break up. I more just feel like an asshole for using her to do it.

"Please welcome my guest at this time WWE Superstar Dean Ambrose?" Renee was quick to getting down to business. I wouldn't blame her if underneath her professionalism she hates my guts.

I answered all her mundane questions as politely as I could fathom. I just wanted to get this over with and get a drink to calm my raging nerves. It wasn't until a certain question was thrown my way that I really tuned in.

"So, Dean, now that's (Y/N) is back the WWE universe wants to know your thoughts on it? Have you seen or talked to her yet?" Renee asked quite smug about the off-guard reaction her first question rendered. But I'm Dean Ambrose for god’s sake and I don't scare that easy, so I just said the first thing that came to mind,

"To answer your first question Renee, she took my breath away she looked as gorgeous as ever. As for my thoughts, I'm not sure what you want me to say. I loved her then and I still love her now. I wish her good luck tonight on her performance and hope this isn't the last we see of her. If that's all thanks Renee."

No sooner was I ushered away by Roman to the nearest open bar to get some jack and coke to settle my nerves before finding our assigned seats.

Dean's POV

I hadn't had a chance to see or talk to (Y/N) since the show had started. By the time I had the courage to seek her out it was time for everybody to be ushered to their seats.

Unfortunately for me we were assigned to seats on opposite spectrums of the arena. Ro and I were sat near his family and a few of the Hall of Famers while (Y/N) and Seth were surround by most of the Smackdown Women's roster and their prospective dates. Damn did she look amazing though, truly she was the most beautiful creature not just on the outside but inside as well. That woman has a heart of gold I always felt I was so undeserving of. But after almost two years of being deprived of such beauty, I felt like a dying man out in the dessert. I was drinking her in like she was the last oasis on earth. She must have felt me starring because before I knew it her big beautiful eyes were locked on to mine and I felt like I couldn't breathe. Something in them was like nothing I've seen before. Was it longing? Was it love? No, it couldn't be. I wasn't that lucky. I didn't know what to do or say because damn was I under her spell like never before. However, it was her to initiate the break in tension.

Sending me a shy smile and wave that nearly had my heart beating out of my chest but before I could get too excited I looked around me to make sure it was for me. After having found no one else I sought her out once again only to receive one of her 1000 watts smiles I would've given life or limb for since the breakup.

All to soon though she was being pulled into conversations with the people around her. I too was broken out of our interaction by Naomi clicking her tongue at me.

"Ambrose, I swear to god if you miss this second chance you've been given to make things right, I'm going to murder you. That's my best friend and I'll be damned if I see her happiness stolen away from her again."

"Naomi," I sighed not sure how to reply. "I-I fucking love her, okay? Is that what you want to hear? And all I've ever wanted was for her to be happy."

"Yea you were just too stupid to realize her happiness included you. So, you better talk to her and make things right before the end of tonight." She gave me a stern look that had me literally scared for my life. What can I say my Babydoll was quite loved by all?

"I will, I promise." I implored Naomi.

Before anything else could be said the ceremony commenced

Dean's POV

And all to soon it was the intermission before (Y/N)'s performance. I'm not going to lie I was a little nervous to see just what songs she picked to perform tonight. So much so I was on my way back to the open bar to have a few more drinks while I still could.

(Y/N)'s POV

Damn why was I so nervous? I've performed in countless sold out venues with thousands of screaming fans. Why was this so different? Oh, that's right the main person responsible for the subject matter is here, possibly going to hear it for the first time.

I'll be the first to admit when I wrote most of my songs I was hurt and in a very different state of mind. But now I've healed and forgiven him. Hell, I said I still loved him for crying out loud on live television.

Relax, (Y/N) you can get through one performance and then after if he doesn't hate you too much you can talk to him. Ahh I hope it's not too late for us.

"10 minutes till we go on and everyone is being ushered back to their seats." A stage hand called out.

Perfect! This is my time to sneak out to the open bar for one last drink. As I walk towards the bar very lost in my thoughts of my upcoming performance I ran into what felt like a brick wall. And seeing as I was in 6" stiletto heels catching my balance was not an option. But before I could continue crashing towards my inevitable doom two very familiar hands caught me. My body was lit ablaze by these two familiar hands. I felt as if the touch that belonged to the owner was seared into my soul for all eternity. A permanent fingerprint on my very being. It wasn't until I looked up into the all too familiar stormy blue eyes, that the owner of said hands were confirmed.

It took me a minute of starring into the stormy eyes before I realized just how close and firmly he was holding me to him. Our bodies were slotted together like two missing puzzle pieces finally coming together. Between the warmth of his body and his intoxicating scent I was at a loss for words, barely able to gasp out a simple,

"Dean..."

As he registered his name falling from my lips his eyes softened and his demeanor changed as if he had held his breath for the past two years waiting for the day I would speak it once again.

"Hey there, Babydoll."

I was shocked I didn't know what to say or do. I knew my time was limited but before I could say anything he spoke first.

"We need to talk."

My body tensed just a fraction, not because I didn't want to talk but because I didn't have much time before I had to perform and I didn't want him to feel like I was blowing him off.

Sighing and hanging his head he replied, "I know you probably want nothing to do with me but I swear just give me five minutes of your time and if you don't like what I have to say... I swear I'll never bother you again."

The dejected sad puppy looks he was sporting had my stomach in knots, I had never seen him like this and I'd be damned if I ever did again.

Gently I placed my hand under his chin and lifted until the eyes that I have come to crave were starring right back at me.

"Jon... I would love nothing more than to give you those five minutes but I'm about to hit the stage and I don't really think this is a conversation for here."

The hope that sparkled in his eyes had my heart soaring and he was quick to reply," Of course yeah, I know. Can I meet you after or something? I promise you, name the time and place and I'll be there."

"I'll leave a card to my suite for you at the front desk if that's okay but there's just one more thing I have to say..."

At this he hung his head I guess expecting the worst but I had to carry on and warn him about my set list that was chosen for me tonight.

"It's nothing bad, Dean. You can look and me. Please..." I waited until his blue orbs met mine once again, " I just want you to know that the songs that were chosen for me to perform tonight were written when I was in a very dark place... I need you to know that I don't feel that way anymore. I guess what I want you to understand is-is"

"(Y/N)!! There you are we got to go you're on in five and we still need to do touch ups."

And before I could say another word I was being dragged in the opposite direction of the love of my life. Before I could be pulled too far I made a rash decision....

I didn't put too much thought into it as I ran to Dean and before he could utter a single syllable, I grabbed him and kissed him for all he was worth. Best part about it was the kiss was instantly received and returned. I could feel both our love and passion for each other translate through the kiss. All too soon though I broke it so I could say,

"Understand that I still love you..."

And then I was off not waiting for his reply. I had to run towards the stage and pass a very peeved stage hand. But I didn't care not when I felt the universe was giving me and my one and only soulmate another chance at happiness.

Most of my set wasn't too bad it was the closing number I was worried about. Yes, I had performed Praying (by Kesha) many times in countless venues but never in front of him. To my knowledge anyway, later I would come to find out Dean was one of my biggest supporters and had even been to a couple of shows.

But as of right now I was terrified I didn't want him to feel like this song was a dig at him. It never was, even when I first wrote it. It was more for me to heal than anything. To purge my thoughts of all the bad because in the end I knew I loved this man with all my heart and soul. I just didn't want to ruin the second chance we had been given before it even had a chance to happen.

Throughout most of my set list I made sure to no make eye contact with Dean. Not because I didn't want to but because I knew I would break if I did. But with this song there was no easy way to avoid that. I was constantly going back and forth in my mind not sure of how this was going to play out. But before I knew it was time to announce my closing song.

"I just want to take a moment and thank my fans especially the WWE universe for sticking by me through everything. I love you guys and without y'all I wouldn't be able to do what I love whether it's making music or wrestling. So, thank you so much. This next song is very close to my heart so I ask that y'all be gentle with me okay?"

Cheers resounded from the front row to the balcony and I couldn't help the cheesy smile that popped up on my face.

"I love you guys and without further a due here's the last but certainly not the least song for tonight Praying. And I encourage y'all to jump in at any time."

As I started the first few riffs of the song I was able to calm my racing heart and let the music naturally flow through me.

Well, you almost had me fooled

Told me that I was nothing without you

Oh, but after everything you've done

I can thank you for how strong I have become

'Cause you brought the flames and you put me through hell

I had to learn how to fight for myself

And we both know all the truth I could tell

I'll just say this is "I wish you farewell"

As I started to sing I got lost in the memories of our breakup. All too soon I could feel tears sting the back of my eyes and my voice cracked during part of the chorus. I was able to catch myself just enough to continue to the next line because I'd be damned if I messed up the bridge. It was the most important part.

I'm proud of who I am No more monsters, I can breathe again And you said that I was done Well, you were wrong and now the best is yet to come 'Cause I can make it on my own And I don't need you, I found a strength I've never known I'll bring thunder, I'll bring rain, oh When I'm finished, they won't even know your name...

Again, I had the audience help with the chorus and as soon as the next part came I don't know what possessed me but I locked eyes with glassy blue orbs as I uttered the next part of my song,

"Oh, sometimes, I pray for you at night

Someday, maybe you'll see the light

Oh, some say, in life,

you're gonna get what you give,

But some things only God can forgive"

and then I high the incredibly high note without missing a beat. All too soon the song was done but right before I blew a kiss goodbye to the crowd I looked straight at Dean and mouthed the words 'I love you'. And seeing him there giving me a standing ovation along with everybody else was amazing. But the most amazing part was seeing his unshed tears followed by a reply of 'I love you too'. Right at that moment is when I let a few tears fall as I made my way backstage. I headed straight to my dressing room not letting a single person stop me.

On the way, there I was overwhelmed with the thoughts running through my head. It felt like I was telling him goodbye for some reason but I wasn't. If anything, I was saying good bye to all the hurt and anger I had carried for so long. I just hope he understands. God, I hope he understands.

I walked into my dressing room and completely broke down, sliding my back against the wall until I landed on the floor, with all my pent-up emotions I didn't even hear the knock at the door nor did I hear someone walk in.

It wasn't until I felt two arms wrap around me and had his familiar scent hit my nose did I know it was Dean. He shushed my crying and rubbed my back, saying things like 'It's ok, Babydoll, I'm right here'. 'It's all going to be okay'. 'I promise.', while also kissing the crown of my head every now and again.

Soon I had stopped crying but I was at the point exhaustion kicked in. Before I could voice what I needed he was already scooping me up and heading out the back to his rental he brought. He just knew, he always knew what I needed, most of the time before I even knew. I guess that's the thing about soulmates, you're one in the same. Two parts of one whole and at this moment I was glad to call him my other half. Before we reached the car Dean made sure to send a quick text to Roman and Seth.

Only silence passed as we drove back to the hotel we were staying at, foregoing the after party all together. Though no talking was done, Dean made sure to give me little nonverbal reassurances by holding my hand and giving it a good squeeze every now and again.

Finally, we had arrived at our hotel but instead of letting me walk Dean once again picked me up bridal style, with my hands around his neck and my head tucked in between where his shoulder met his neck, while we headed to my room number I had muttered in his ear on the way to the elevator.

Throughout the whole journey I couldn't help but release a few residual sniffles or sobs. I felt so raw in this moment and the way Dean was holding me like I was his everything, like he would protect me in my most vulnerable state, even now it meant the world to me.

He was able to open the door with ease as he slipped us inside and walk straight towards my bedroom.

Dean's POV

Seeing my Babydoll so raw and vulnerable had my stomach in knots and my heart absolutely aching. I just wanted to take her pain away, the pain that I had caused. Not having faith in myself and the love we shared all those years ago will be my single greatest regret for as long as I live. But starting right now I wasn't going to deny her or myself the love that was meant to be any longer.

As I walked us into her room, I gently laid her on the bed. I was planning to go find her a change of clothes. But as soon as she felt me letting go her arms became a vice around my neck and I heard a whimper, "Please don't leave me."

If my heart wasn't already aching, that sure did the trick. I combed my fingers through her hair shushing her panicked state. "Babydoll, I promise you, I'm not leaving you ever again. Until you ask me to leave, it's going to take god himself to pry me from your side. I just want to find you a change of clothes. As pretty as that dress is, it's not much for sleepwear. Now just lay down darlin' while I find you some clothes."

I laid her down gently and went off in search of some sleeping clothes. As I was looking through her suit case a certain item of clothing caught my eye. As I picked it up I realized it was my Deftones concert t-shirt she always used to wear when we were together. I had been looking for that shirt for ages, mainly because it was a reminder of her. Never did I think she'd have it or even want a reminder of me. I grabbed the well-loved shirt and a pair of those boy shorts she always use to wear around the apartment. Damn did I miss the good old days. Focus Dean this isn't about you damnit this is about taking care of your Babydoll when she needs you the most!

Snapping out of my thoughts I see her curled in on herself and nearly asleep. I had to coax her up and out of her dress.

"No Dean! I'm naked under here. I'll change myself in the bathroom." She whined trying to bat my hands away.

"It's nothing I haven't seen before darlin'. Now will you please shush and let taking care of you. Please?" I implored. A slight pause followed but it wasn't until I received a head nod that I proceed to unzip her gown.

Gently I made sure not to ruin the delicate backing of the dress and as my hand descended the curve of her back, my hand brushed her spine and I saw a visible shutter pass through her. It was good to know she was as affected as I was but now wasn't the time nor place for that.

Quickly I pushed the gown to pool at her feet and slipped my t-shirt over her head. Then I had her sit on the bed so I could slip on her underwear making sure to keep direct eye contact the whole time.

Once she was dressed and situated, having also wiped of the mascara tracks that ran down her face along with the rest of her makeup, I laid her down under the covers and kissed her heading before heading towards the couch where I would be taking up residence until the morning. But before I could even turn around a small hand wrapped around my wrist, stopping me in my tracks.

"Dean, please don't-"

"Shhh, Kitten I'm not leaving I'm just gonna crash on the couch and we can talk in the morning but we will talk I can promise you that."

"No Dean please, just lay with me. I don't want to be alone anymore." She had whispered so quietly I almost missed it. Damn Dean you really did a number on your Babydoll...

I felt like the wind had got knocked out of me when I heard those words. It took all I had in me not to break down and cry. Most people thought I was a heartless lunatic with no emotions. What they didn't know is that I gave my heart away a long time ago to (Y/N). The one good thing in my life and I had nearly broken her because I felt like I wasn't enough, like I didn't deserve to be loved the way she loved me.

Without saying a word, I stripped off my shoes, dress jacket, and belt so I could climb into the other side of her bed, opening my arms wide so she could crawl into my embrace. She practically molded to my body and I hadn't felt this whole or at peace in a while. I didn't know what tomorrow would bring but I would hold her tight for as long as she let me.

"You're not alone, Kitten, not anymore. Just get some rest and I promise you everything will be better in the morning." I finally told her emphasizing my words with a lingering kiss to her temple.

The only reply I received was her snuggling closer to my body and her face burrowing further into my neck, like she used to when we were still together and had just had some passionate love making. The gesture gave me the chills but also hope of what tomorrow would bring. Right before I succumbed to slumber myself I whispered gently to (Y/N), "I love you, Babydoll and I swear I plan on making things right. I don't care how long it takes I will make it up to."

Dean's POV

Waking up with my Babydoll in my arms was such a bittersweet moment. It was a feeling I have craved for the last two years. I never thought I'd get this chance again, if I'm being completely honest with myself. But after last night and seeing (Y/N) so vulnerable and raw I couldn't help but want to soothe her pain. She is the love of my life after all.

Walking into her dressing room last night after her heart felt performance and seeing her with tear stained cheeks and snot coming out of her nose, I swear she never looked more beautiful to me. Even now without the makeup and flashing lights she was the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, inside and out.

I watched her sleep in peaceful slumber for as long as I could. I made sure to memorize all the features I had been denied these last couple of years. Just in case I never got the chance to be this up close and personal with her again. Before I could realize it, I found my hand gently tracing over her cheeks as my thumb came to rest where her dimples would appear in times of joy and happiness. It had me want to relive all the moments that I was the one to make them appear. I know she always said how much she loved my dimples but nothing could compare to hers and the way the made my heart flutter anytime they made an appearance.

Her eyes fluttered open and I could see the recognition of last night's events pass through her eyes.

"Dean..." she gasped.

"Hey Gorgeous." I smiled at her loving the sleepy adorableness that accompanied her voice but all to soon the moment shifted and I could tell she was upset about something.

"Dean...I-I'm so sorry about last night. That-that song... I didn't want you to have to hear it, not like that, not if front of the WWE universe like that. I'm so sorry." She started to sob in the crook of my shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey, Shhh. Babydoll, look at me." I waited until her glassy orbs met mine. "That wasn't the first time I've heard that song and believe or not I deserved that."

"Wha- No Dean you-"

"(Y/N), I'm telling you it's okay. I'm not mad. Kitten, please I could never be mad at you not after what I did to you."

"Dean I-"

"No (Y/N), I need to explain myself. We need to talk about what happened that night I made you leave."

(Y/N)'s POV

"Before you say anything Dean. I need to know one thing."

"Anything."

"Why? Why did you do it?"

There was a long drawn out pause lingering between us. I wasn't going to be the first one to break it. We have come this far and he could at least have the decency to tell me why.

I could see the storm brewing in his eyes, the guilt, the sadness, everything passes through him until he finally spoke.

"Honestly (Y/N), I was scared." He sighed.

At that I pushed myself out of his arms and sat up on the opposite side of the bed from him.

"Scared of what Dean?! Scared of someone loving you like you deserve to be loved!" I yell incredulously.

"See that's the thing I don't deserve it! And I was scared that if I was too happy that something somewhere down the line would take you from me. I mean honestly Kitten you deserve so much more than a mangy street mutt like me. You deserve someone who will give you more than I ever could. So, I did what I had to do to set you free and there isn't a day that goes by that I don't regret it. I mean I don't know if you've noticed but I'm drowning here without you (Y/N)."

God, I didn't know whether to kiss or punch this self-deprecating asshole. When was he going to learn he deserves so much more than life has given him. Whether he knows it or not he has one of the kindest hearts I ever known and for him to feel this way about himself pisses me off.

"Haven't you ever heard the saying Dean? 'If you love someone, you let them go. If they return to you they were always yours and if they don't they never were.'"

"Well then Darlin', then that's what this is, me return to you. Cause let's face it I'm yours, I will always be yours whether you want me or not. (Y/N), I can truly stand here and tell you my life did not begin until you walked into it that day at FCW."

"Dean..."

"No Babydoll I mean it! And I know there is nothing I can do to take back what I did but I promise if you let me, I'll spend the rest of our lives making it up to you."

Considering his eyes, I could see the sincerity and the vulnerability of his words. I knew I loved this man, I knew he was the one for me but I was scared, not of getting back together with him. I feared having to learn to live without him again if I did let him back in.

"I'm scared, Jon. I don't know if I could learn to live without you, again. It-It would destroy me." I whimpered.

When I said that his unshed tears had finally fallen and it's shook me to the core, not once in the time that I had known 'Dean Ambrose' did he let himself be this open or this raw. All I wanted to do was hold him and tell him everything was going to be fine. That no matter what I'd always be there for him but my fear was gripping me too tight.

Dean closed the gap between us and cupped my face in his big calloused hands so that we were looking straight into each other's eyes. Eyes I missed waking up to every morning or seeing as the last thing before I went to bed. For a moment, I genuinely felt like we were seeing each other's souls and it was at that moment my fear finally diminished but it was Dean who spoke first.

"I promise you, (Y/N) on everything that is good and right in this world, you will never ever have to learn how to live without me again. I will be with you always, every step of the way. I want to love you, marry you, give you babies. I want to grow old with you and sit out on rocking chairs on a porch looking out into the yard at all our future grandchildren and reminisce on the good times we had. Please let me show just how much I love you. Let me show you I'm here to stay."

At this point I was crying but not sad tears. I was overjoyed at the prospect of our future together and for Dean to be the one voicing it meant everything to me.

Unfortunately, he saw my crying as a negative, "No, no, no. Babydoll please don't cry, please. I love you (Y/N). Please."

I couldn't help the next words that flew out of my mouth. I looked him deep into his soul and said, "Show me. Make love to me, Dean."

It was as if the air had been knocked from his lungs but he didn't need to be told twice.

He kissed me like he was in a dessert for two years and I was his only oasis. At one point, I had to grab his face and pull him away so I could get air to my lungs, however, his pout that surfaced on his face nearly melted my heart.

"Take it easy, Handsome. I'm not going anywhere. “I bore into his bright blue eyes and finally saw the love and light return to them.

He had such a sheepish expression as he replied, "Sorry Kitten. I've just missed you so damn much."

Once I could finally breath again he resumed searing kisses to my mouth, jaw, and neck. It wasn't until he reached my collar bones that I received a frustrated growl and a muttered, “Wearing too much clothes."

Before I could even register what he said his shirt that I wore was ripped off my body exposing my naked chest to his loving gaze.

"I can't wait to mark up all this beautiful skin, Kitten. I have a lot of making up to do. Be ready to not leave this bed... ever."

"Dean..." I whined tugging at his shirt. "I want to see you too. Show me what's mine." I purred the last word in his ear. As soon as it left my mouth Dean tore his black dress shirt making sure to pop off all the buttons in the process. The amount of lust shown in his eyes were mirrored in his actions of undressing himself, down to his underwear. But as soon as he returned to the bed to hover over me the lust in his eyes turned to love quickly.

His hands gently traced my curves from my hips all the way until they landed on my breast. He received quite the breathy moan only further encouraging him to get reacquainted with me body after so long away from it.

"Dean please I want-" but before I could finish my words turned into a silent moan as he pinched and tweaked each nipple in his rough and calloused hands.

"Want what Babydoll? Just tell me and it's yours." He husked, kissing my cheeks and encouraging me to voice what I wanted him to do to my body.

"Mouth Dean. Please I want your mouth." I panted not able to concentrate with all the sensations he was creating on my body. I honestly don't know how I went two years without this man worshiping my body.

He slowly descended from the love bites he was leaving on my neck to attach his mouth to my breast kissing, sucking, and even biting the sides of each one. One particular bite had me grabbing at his shaggy auburn hair. Earning a growl from him and an answering moan from me. This man knew all my buttons and was pushing at them faster that my body could handle. I was in such a haze I missed him literally ripping my boy shorts from my body and I couldn't even be mad because all too soon his dirty mouth was on my core.

He teased at my outer lips, licking and sucking at the juices that had gathered at the apex of my thighs by all his teasing.

He growled as my juices first hit his tongue, "God damn, I've missed this, so sweet, so wet." He lapped at my cunt, "I could spend all day between these thighs, Babydoll."

"Dean, Baby, please no more teasing." I gripped his hair and guided him to my throbbing clit. The moment his tongue lashed my bundle of nerves I was screaming his name. The way his tongue moved and writhed, I could tell he was branding my pussy as his once again. And soon his thick fingers were joining the fray.

"Fuck, Doll. So tight, even tighter than I remember. Fuck!" He panted against my pussy.

"This-" he emphasized by thrusting his fingers roughly in and out, "this is mine, Babydoll. No one can have this. You and this pussy are mine you hear me." He growled.

"Yours, always yours. There's no one else, never has been. I love you, Jon" I whined.

"I love you too. Fuck I love you so much. Cum for me, Babydoll. Cum for me." He grunted before sucking my clit and humming on it. I was instantly cumming with his name on the tip of my tongue, fingers buried in his hair, and back arched off the bed. I can't remember the last time I came that hard by my own hand.

I couldn't dwell too much before Dean had cleaned my spilt juices and was on his way up my body. Leaving hot kisses in his wake trying to sooth my body down from it's high. Quickly I was met with bright blue eyes and a cheeky little smile on my lunatic's face.

"Oh yeah laugh it up Babe. Seems you still got a mouth on ya." How is it that this man was between my thighs not two minutes ago and I'm the one who's blushing?

"You know you love my mouth Kitten." He mumbled against my lips as we languidly kissed each other until the tension built to an all-time high and his not so little Mox was poking at me through his boxers.

"I think your friend would like some attention. Why don't I return the favor?" I finally spoke as I tried to wiggle out of the embrace he had me in to reach his member, I knew it had to be aching by now.

He grabbed me by the hips before I could get too far. "Nuh-uh not today. You wanted me to show you how much I love you and I'll be damned if you don't know by the time I'm done."

"I know, Jon. I know." I told him running my hands across his jaw, through his hair, and dragging my nails down his back in a teasing manner. The visible shutter I was rewarded with encouraged my actions. Slowly I trailed my hands all the way down to his trim waist and glided my hands across the waistband of his boxers.

"Take them off." I demanded and he was all too eager to obey.

As he got closer and settled between the apex of my thighs I grabbed his hard member and gave a few exploratory tugs making sure to run my thumb over his angry red tip, spreading the precum that had gathered there. Earning a lusty moan in response.

"Fuck Kitten it's been too long since I've been touched like this. You keep that up and I'll blow before we even get started."

His words had me pausing mid stroke. "What do you mean 'You haven't been touched in a while'. Dean are you saying you haven't had sex since we broke up???"

"God no Kitten. I couldn't even think about someone other than you touching me. I'm yours (Y/N) always have been."

I was shocked at this confession, here was this man, this sexual animal that could ooze charm and charisma, that at any given moment could have women falling over themselves to get into his bed. Knowing he hadn't been with anyone since me really cemented what the girls had said to me, that we were soulmates and if anyone was meant to be together it was us.

I couldn't help but pull him by the back of his neck and kiss the ever-living daylights out of him. While he was so distracted by my assault, I slowly started to slide him in relishing every achingly thick inch of him. Soon we were connected and it felt as if two missing puzzle pieces had finally come together.

I knew he needed a minute by the way he was heavily trying to catch his breath and I was in the same boat having not been stretched like this in a long time. Being connected to him like this, I finally felt like I was home.

They say the home is where the heart is well this lunatic had had a strangle hold on it since day one.

"Fuck Babydoll. It feels like coming home... I've missed you so fucking much."

He mumbled against my breast as he began his slow and steady thrusts. Making sure I felt every inch on the way in. I couldn't help the way my hands ran down his back and grabbed at his ass hungrily, motivating him further in his assault.

"Dean, fuck baby. Please harder." I moaned.

He was all too enthusiastic to pick up the pace and intensity. I instantly felt it in the pit of my stomach starting to build. Between his open-mouthed kisses, he left on any patch of skin he could reach and the power behind his thrusts, I knew I wouldn't last that long.

He knew as much and commented himself on the matter, "Shit Kitten you keep gripping me like a vice like that I'm not gonna last much longer. Fuck!" His hips stuttered as his dick finally started hammering at my g-stop with pinpoint accuracy. "Where do you want it Babydoll? Come on baby tell me where." He kissed my lips once more.

"Inside me. Please Dean your Babydoll needs to feel her lunatic." I purred against his mouth. He growled one last time as I screamed his name to the heavens as we came together and he filled me with his hot sticky cum.

We both laid there desperately trying to catch our breaths. His hands slid up and down all my curves soothing any aches his enthusiasm might have caused, while I combed my fingers through his hair as his head rested on my naked chest, placing a few kisses every now and then right over my heart.

I couldn't help the giggle that left my mouth at the turn of events. In our haste at reuniting once again it completely slipped my mind it was WrestleMania Day and I let him know as such.

"Well no WrestleMania could replace the love we share or memories we just created." He said.

"Oh, is that right?"

"That's right." He replied kissing me on my nose for emphasis.

"Not even if a certain Kitten was to make her WrestleMania return to help out a certain lunatic fringe. I hear he runs the asylum and I'm quite intrigued to see where they go with each other.”

The laugh that rolled through his body had us both shaking in the bed. But soon the laughter died down and he was looking at me with such admiration and love it nearly brought me to tears all over again.

"I love you, my feisty little Kitten."

"And I love you, my unstable lunatic fringe."

A/N: Thank you if you stuck til the very end. Sorry if it was complete trash. I’d love to hear feedback either way. Please and thanks again!!

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