PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Make sure you read Dean's Bus Trip and It's not cause she's my sister in that order before reading this one. They were intended to be one shots, but ended up connected, and I finaly got round to writing a story for Dean and Cora.

As he lay on his sofa, and tipped the beer bottle up to his lips, Dean Ambrose had to concede he was a dick. What he'd done last night, he couldn't even attribute to alcohol. He'd only had one beer. So had she. No doubt by now he had another nickname to add to his standard one of "The Lunatic Fringe". Homewrecker.

He'd never gone near her before without Roman or Seth present. They had always deemed it too dangerous to leave them alone together. Now he knew why. Actualy, he'd always know why, ever since he first met her, but refused to admit it. And what was worse about this, he'd instigated it too, which wasn't exactly helping his case. His mind wandered back to the party the night before.

He'd seen her come in with her boyfriend. She looked like she didn't really want to be there. The moment he caught her eye, she reddened slightly, and looked away. He did the same. Whatever attraction there was didn't mitigate any action he wanted to take, and he'd walked off to find a drink. After two sodas, he finally allowed himself a beer. As he opened it and took a long drink from the bottle, he saw her do the same from the other side of the room. There was a deep breath a moment of hesitation, and not just from Dean, before she made her move. She walked over and stood next to him, the countertop with all the booze between them and the rest of the room. Dean felt his heart pounding, he knew that there was a reason Roman and Seth kept the pair of them apart, and he realised what it was.

"First one of the night?" He asked, realising he hadn't seen her drink before then.

"Yeah." There was silence, the tension between them crackled almost audibly. She glanced over, went red and looked away.

"You do that a lot when it comes to me," He said with a smile of his own. Where were Roman and Seth, damn it? This is dangerous territory!

"I know…I have…reasons. You know what they are." She replied, as someone came around their side of the counter, and opened the under counter fridge. Dean found himself shoved much closer than he wanted to be and she was backed against the wall. There was that look in her eyes, he realised. He'd seen it before when she looked at him, like she wanted him to kiss her. And being Dean, he didn't think about the consequences, and did just that. His stomach jumped, his heart raced and for a moment the world was gone except the two of them.

"Oooooh" The sound broke them apart, and snapped Dean back to reality with a bump. She glanced over at a hatchway, and her face visibly paled, as she stood staring at the face of her boyfriend. Dean decided it would be best to head home, went to grab his jacket and left, leaving Roman and Seth staring at him, Seth open mouthed and Roman with the look that said "Oh for fucks sake" on his face as he did so.

He'd been angry with them at first. They knew how he felt about her, and yet they let him be alone with her. Why didn't they come and separate them? Why hadn't they done anything? His anger faded as he walked, and he realised that he should really be angry with himself. Even if there was every indication of her feeling the same, he should have left well alone. As he told himself off, she had come running up behind him and he slowed as she fell in to step beside him. For a while it was nothing but them and their footsteps along the path, gravel crunching beneath their feet here and there.

"Listen…I"

"Don't" She said abruptly.

"Don't?" He asked, puzzled.

"Please…don't." She shook her head. They lapsed in to silence once more. Another block passed before she spoke again, her voice quieter this time.

"He knows exactly how I feel about you."

"He does?" Dean raised an eyebrow.

"Yes. I guess now you do too. It took long enough." Dean felt his heart lurch, but decided now wasn't the time for heart to hearts.

"You shouldn't be here with me right now, you should be at the party still, or home." He said, stopping finally.

"I'm heading home now." She crossed her arms against the night air. Dean had felt cold himself, but he had his jacket at least. She wore a simple black strap top and jeans, little different from her ring attire. He offered her his jacket, but she refused, telling him things would look worse than they appeared if she had to return it in front of everyone else. Dean bit his lip a minute, trying to think. There was a lot swirling round his brain right then, and most of it involved her. He both loved and hated what she did to him.

"Then at least let me walk you home. I'd feel happier knowing you were safe." He said after a long pause, looking at her as she brushed a strand of black hair back behind her ear. She nodded, and they walked on silently. It was another block before she spoke.

"Dean...why didn't you call?" she asked as they slowed to a stop near a road. Dean hung his head. "I waited...a whole year I waited before I moved on. Or at least, tried to."

"I didn't call because I'm an idiot. I forgot to get your number, and then I just...hell I don't know, I fucked up. I could have asked anyone in NXT, Will Regal. Jeez, Cora, I could have walked in to that Performance Centre and waited for you to finish, but I didn't. Because Dean Ambrose is an idiot." He said, doing credit to himself and looking her in the eye as he spoke.

"I'll accept that. You are a fucking idiot." She said with half a laugh, and Dean felt the same feelings he'd felt all that time ago in the bus. That he had felt whenever he thought of her. When he'd stopped at his moms with his friends, and lay on the garage roof with Seth.

"But, while I freely admit that, it doesn't change the fact I kissed another man's girl. I'm going to walk you home and then I'll go home myself. I don't chase other peoples partners...it's a bad idea." He said, shaking his head at himself as they crossed the road and continued to walk. "Now I know why Roman and Seth never left my side if you were around."

"Because they knew you wouldn't be able to help yourself?"

"Because they knew just how stuck on you I am. They knew it was all I wanted. But if you're with someone, I can't be with you. I either wait, or I move on." There was silence between them as they made their way to Cora's door. She opened the door and stepped inside, before turning to face Dean once more.

"Just how stuck on me are you Dean? Because I waited over a year before moving on, convinced you were going to call me. I can't wait that long again. You made me feel something on that bus Dean, I'm not ashamed to admit it. If you feel that way still...you won't make me wait that long. Goodnight Dean." She stepped back and closed the door before Dean could answer, and if he was honest, Dean had no idea what he was going to say. His mind a mess, he trudged home.

He awoke on the sofa, and remembering the nights events, he washed, dressed, ate and then cracked open another beer before returning to the sofa once again. It was here he lay as he contemplated the enormity of what he'd actually done. A noise made him look over to the arm, and he saw his phone lighting up and heard the ringtone sounding. He answered it, expecting an angry tirade from someone.

"So, how are you feeling, Homewrecker?" The voice said with a laugh.

"Like the giant penis I actually am, Seth. I don't break people up."

"Technically you didn't, Cora did that herself." Seth replied. There was an edge to his voice that said Dean wasn't getting the full story.

"What aren't you telling me, what did I miss?" he asked. He found himself listening as Seth explained the events after he'd left that night.

"Well, he now ex boyfriend kinda collared her, and she told him a few home truths that probably would have been better behind closed doors, like the fact she hated how he treated her, how his mom treated her, and that she was done with him. He didn't like that, and he went to punch her, at which point she put him on his ass and told him if he ever set foot within a thousand miles of her again she would break his legs, and walked out. Even left her jacket at Paige's." Dean laughed a little to himself.

"I knew I liked her for a reason."

"Dean…how are you gonna handle this next month? Because we know she's coming up to the main roster. We know you almost freaking lose your mind around her. What are you going to do?" asked Seth. Dean sighed. "I don't actually know, Seth. I don't actually know."

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