(I only own Lucy, I wish I was able to make as much as some of these guys do because of where they work)

Lucy was mesmerized by the lights of Las Vegas. Though she was here for a conference the other girls in her office drug her out to go drinking and have fun outside the office. Lucy wasn't comfortable with her surroundings so she was drinking just about everything that was put in front of her. Lucy stood up suddenly, "I've got to go to the bathroom," after insisting she was fine she went ahead and began to push her way through the crowd. After Lucy used the bathroom and she began to make her way back to her friends when her foot got caught and she started to fall. Before the crash however two big arms wrapped around her and pulled her to his chest. Smiling, she said, "Hi, I'm Lucy." Dean looked down at the woman he was holding against his chest, "Are you okay?" As she nodded Dean slowly looked down over her; she had dark brown hair, an infectious smile, green eyes, and a killer body. He also noticed that she was very clearly drunk. Over the course of the night Dean and Lucy were inseparable. She sat on his lap, whispered things in his ear that made him positively glow and they both got even drunker. At the end of the night, Dean and Lucy climbed into the back of the cab and couldn't keep their hands off each other. As they stopped at a red light and Dean had his hand sliding up her stomach under her shirt Lucy grabbed his hand and stopped him, "Dean, wait, wait. I want to wait until I'm married. I promised. I can't break this promise." When he showed some reluctance to the idea Lucy wrapped her arms around him and kissed him until they were both breathless. Dean immediately had the driver change directions and head to the nearest wedding chapel. Dean and Lucy a half hour later drunkenly had their first kissed as man and wife.

The next morning Lucy woke up with a pounding headache. She had never drunk that much before in her life. She placed her left hand on her head and froze. Slowly, she raised the hand in front of her face and she screamed; there was a wedding ring where none had been before she went out! Panicking she raced out of bed and over to the dresser trying to see if there was any clues as to what happened the night before. She found her keys, her wallet, and then underneath all of that was her marriage license. "Dean Ambrose. Who the hell did I marry?" As she mused aloud she also saw the note that lie on the dresser next to her things.

Lucy,

I had an early flight this morning so I had to go. You looked so peaceful I didn't want to wake you when I left I tried not to wake you, apparently I succeeded. Try to have a good day at the conference. Please feel free to call me if you need anything. I put my number in your phone before I left. You're one hell of a girl Lucy; don't let anyone tell you otherwise. I'll see you soon.

Dean.

Lucy's legs slowly went weak as she collapsed onto the bed, how was she going to explain this to her coworkers? Her mind raced over the events of the night before, she remembered going to the bathroom, tripping, and meeting Dean. After that everything went fuzzy. It's not that she blacked out but she just needed someone to fill in some of the blanks.

The only person who could was on a plane thinking about the night before as well; except he had a much clearer memory and a much happier recollection about the events of the night before. He thought back to Lucy and all the things she told him the night before. No one had ever made him feel like that before. Sure they didn't know each other that well but that's not to say that they couldn't get to know each other as they started their life together. Lucy was unlike anyone he had ever met, and he couldn't wait to see her again.

(3 weeks later)

Dean was in the worst mood of his life. It was bad enough that Lucy wouldn't return his calls, now today he got served with a copy of divorce papers. He wasn't going to sign them. Dean knew he was being unreasonable but damn it he wasn't ready to give up. He was the most stubborn person a lot of his friends had ever met, or at least that's what his friends told him. He was determined not to fail at a marriage that was not even given a chance. He was determined not to fail at this unlike everything else he did, he was determined to prove his family wrong.

(4 months later)

Dean listened as two of his best friends discussed the pros and cons of going out again tonight. Dean wrapped his wrists but refrained from entering into the conversation. He knew she'd come tonight. She had called asking him to sign the papers she was bringing but no matter how much she asked Dean was going to play his card he had to if he had any shot at making this work. Lucy would probably cry and Dean couldn't stand it when women cried, he never knew what to do. He knew that all she wanted was a divorce but he liked her and besides when was the last time Dean Ambrose was accommodating to anyone? He did things his own way on his own time and there was little that anyone else could do to motivate him. A knock on the door caused Roman and Seth to jerk up surprised. A stage hand opened the door saying "Mr. Ambrose? There's someone here to see you. Would you like me to bring her back?" "No I'll go get her. She'll probably yell at you like all the others." Seth's confusion showed on his face as he listened to the conversation around him. "Umm Dean who's coming to see you?" Dean got up and waved his friends off, "Guys, I can't keep my lovely wife waiting." Dean left knowing his friends were dumbstruck.

"Yes Jake, I understand. I'm going to have the matter taken care of tonight. I'm hoping he won't continue to be unreasonable. Well as soon as I talk to him I'll let you know the status. Yes, I understand how this makes you look, I mean think about how I feel in this whole situation. I'm sorry Jake. Yes, I know this is hard on you. Can you talk to Sandra for me? She's really sweet but I just don't know how long this is going to take to get resolved. Hopefully he will see reason." Lucy tapped her foot and stared at her watch, how long would it take that insufferable man to get here? Then she heard it, "Ahh if it isn't my darling wife. What brings you here sweetheart?" The mocking tone wasn't lost on her; "Sign the papers Dean and quit with the games. Having these papers drawn up is getting expensive." Dean placed a hand in his chest, "Lucy you wound me! How could you want a divorce; why are you giving up on what we have?" Rolling her eyes Lucy dug the papers out of her bag, "stop playing around Ambrose. We haven't seen each other since the wedding night which I sure as hell can't remember. I want to get on with my life and you're keeping that from happening. Just sign the damn papers and we'll never have to see each other again." Dean smirked, "you know, I've been doing some research and unless I've beaten, become an alcoholic, or abandoned you, in the state of Washington we have to be living together for a year before these papers can be processed." Lucy's eyes grew icy, "You think I don't know that? That's part of the reason I keep hoping that you'll have some shred of dignity and just sign the papers. Look, it's ridiculous to think there's more to us, and more to our relationship than one drunken night." Dean opened his mouth to respond when a stagehand interrupted, "Mr. Ambrose 15 minutes until you're on sir." Dean nodded at the stagehand then turned to Lucy and smiled, "well honey I need to go but I would love to continue this discussion after my match." Lucy met Dean's mocking gaze with steely one of her own. Handing him her card she said, "Call me when you're done." Dean watched as she walked away; he wondered if she remembered their night together, he'd sure as hell never forget it.

Lucy banged her head against her steering wheel then instantly regretted it when it began throbbing. Why did he have to act like this? Why couldn't he sign the papers? Then he'd be free to see whomever he wanted, sleep with whomever he wanted. Then they could both move on with their lives. Lucy knew she was ready to move on, sure she didn't have much of a life outside work but she was on a fast track with her career. She knew that in a few years she'd be able to afford to go to law school and then she could finally achieve her dream. However, when she was spending all this money on having papers drawn up a few times a year, it became even harder to save the money she needed for classes. Lost in thought she didn't realize how long she'd been sitting in her car until she looked out and saw Dean knocking on her window. Rolling down the window she asked him what he wanted. "Well darling, I was going to ask if you wanted to go ahead and give me a lift so we can go dinner and talk?" Moving her head she unlocked the door motioning for Dean to come around to the passenger side.

As Dean gave her directions to a small cafe, he looked over noticing how tired she looked. He remembered how she looked so much different the last time he saw her, so much more carefree, granted the last time she was completely hammered. She was still incredibly beautiful she just now looked like was under so much more strain. After they entered the cafe and ordered, Dean broke the silence, "I have a proposition for you my dear, if you travel with me for one year and after that year if you still want a divorce I will sign the papers and pay all fees." Lucy nearly dropped her coffee, "are you insane? I can't take that much time off work and besides I don't want to be around that long." Dean crossed his arms, "well that's my offer; you can take it or leave it." Lucy considered her options, she could probably get them to agree to let her work on the road, but she didn't want to be around for that long. "Dean, I can only get at most 2 months off work." Shaking his head, Dean looked grim, "8 months and I'll get you your own room once a week." Lucy crossed her arms before responding, "6 months, and we have separate hotel rooms." Dean grinned holding out his hands, "I believe my darling wife we have a deal".