Thank you for reading, this story is a continuation of 'Fleeting Moments with Mox...' I hope you enjoy it.
As in my other works of fan-fiction...EVERYTHING within is a work of pure fantasy, NOTHING I write is a reflection or suggestion on the real life of any of the mentioned characters. I do not own WWE or any of it's people, I'm just playing with them for your enjoyment. This is a 'Het' Story.(M/F) :)
Jon and Thea stayed later than they intended at the gym, but a celebration well deserved, had begun. Scratching out preliminary plans on the 3x5 she was still holding, Thea started working on plans to get them to Florida. Making a list of calls to make and things to do, she had another full sheet of plans done on the back of two extra fliers from last night by the time Jon was done celebrating and ready to head back home. Watching Jon have fun while she scribbled out things, Thea was fully aware that although Jon had worked so hard for so long to get the recognition he had, to get through the next stage, he would have to work harder.
While Jon slept off a mild hangover the next morning Thea was making calls and gathering pertinent information to get them to the training facility. She began to look through both of their wardrobes and made a list of what they should take and what was needed. Jon slept through all of that and until she returned from getting needed items. Making plans for a neighbor to watch over her house, she washed and packed needed clothing and sundries, some DVD's and was waiting for Jon to wake and hit him with the reality that they were taking off from here tomorrow. Her lawyer was a little surprised but was glad she was happy, they would communicate one way or another frequently.
When a very groggy Jon woke up, Thea was there with water, Tylenol and a smile. He winced at the daylight, so she closed the shade a bit more.
"I was having the coolest dream." He sighed "I was dreaming talents scouts from the WWE were watching me and wanted me to come down to Florida to train." Thea had to wait after his dispirited sigh for him to drink enough water to flush down the pain meds and make sure he had nothing he could choke on when she started to speak. It hurt to see him down, thinking this was all a dream. She'd end that pain as soon as he put the water bottle down.
"Jon, that wasn't a dream, it was real, yesterday there were talent scouts watching you, you were asked to go down to Florida. You signed an agreement that you would go, and..." she squeezed his hand, "we leave tomorrow." Blue eyes opened wide, Jon's jaw dropped, he blinked a couple times, asked Thea to repeat what she had just said, a couple of times, then she sent him to shower and promised coffee to be ready when he came out. Jon was in a state of shock that after all the 'hard time,' he was finally getting a chance, he called a few friends and collapsed back into bed early after a huge supper.
Thea had made arrangements with a taxi company to come get them early in the morning. Waking Jon in plenty of time Thea had him shower to wake up, get a snack was was ready for the taxi ten minutes early. At the airport Thea directed Jon on what had to be done and got them through check in and to the right boarding gate. Two hours after he work up, Jon Moxley was on a plane taking him to Florida and the chance of a lifetime. He was edgy and Thea had to keep distracting him until they had finally landed and were walking down toward luggage pick up.
Thea had directions and hailed a van to take them to the facility where they would catch up with the trainers and one of the scouts who had flown in last night. Jon's arrival was anticipated eagerly so it seemed. They were given the number of a room at a place across across the street where they could stay. It wasn't big, or fancy, but it was good enough, Thea was thinking that they obviously wanted to keep an eye on him, keep him close. Fine, they could work with that.
Jon had the rest of the afternoon to get acclimated then it was time for the to head over, she had him take his gear, just in case, it was a good thing she did. They had him dress, get in the ring, and cut a promo on someone they named, all the trainers and scouts were nodding and smiling. They all had big smiles and looked very pleased. Sending him to spend 20 minutes to warm up they had him run through some standard moves, working to harder and harder maneuvers. That night he worked with a couple of other hopefuls in some matches following some direction from the trainers.
Thea ordered some dinner from a place down the street that was recommended and had it delivered so Jon could eat here if he just couldn't make it across the street before starting, that would become a regular event for them. After getting to their 'humble abode' and finishing any remains of dinner or tucking it away for breakfast, Jon would soak in the tub, get a back rub, maybe have a couple beers throughout the evening and fall into a dead sleep.
It took Jon a few days to acclimate to the long days and the rhythm of working out, stamina training, ring work, lessons from some of the pro's, tons of stuff, especially practice, more practice and even more practice. While Jon was busting his butt doing that, Thea was reading, tons of it, all in preparation for helping Jon in his career. During a lunch break on the seventh day in Florida, Jon had been playing around writing and scratching out items on a list he had made on the pad of paper he had propped against his knees, Thea had asked what he was doing and he had said he was working on a new ring name for himself, he had a list of suggestions, he was taking out the ones he wasn't crazy about. She glanced over once and got a pout aimed at her. He wanted his new name to be a surprise.
Ruffling ginger-blond curls, Thea left him to it while she looked through a sheaf of papers that Jon had to sign that could commit him to the WWE training camp. She had been presented with this new stack yesterday when she was informed that all the staff here was seeing a lot of possibilities for Jon, he was officially being asked to commit to the WWE training. While others came in and trained, not everyone was asked to commit, they had asked Jon twice, once to commit to coming here, and now to officially be trained here. While she listened to people around her talking about their journey here, Thea realized only a few had been asked to make both of those commitments. It was a big deal for the wrestlers in practice.
There were a lot of basic rules to remember, nothing that would be hard, mainly keeping up appearances of the character he would create, the policy on substance abuse, and the consequences of failing to adhere to that policy. That was the stuff Thea had to remember, and make sure Jon kept within the rules, not of that wouldn't be fairly easy, now if he just stayed in character, aw, he'd be fine! For days Thea watched him working and training with the hopefuls.
On the morning on the eighth day in Florida, Jon signed the papers, He had shown a lot of grit during the prior week and while he didn't always agree with the ones running the show here, sometimes he balked at something new, or his rebellious streak reared up and to Thea's surprise, the trainers liked that bit! Sometimes he got himself into trouble and wound up doing laps or some other physical training repetitions to knock some steam out of him. Sometimes a trainer took him aside and walked around with Jon, talking with him, Days turned into weeks, but, no word yet on when Jon or any of the newest 'rookies' would start having matches where there would be an audience other than the other students and trainers.
Three months into all the hard work, Jon and one other 'rookie' were slated for a match against one another, the upcoming Saturday night. They would be the opening match of a several match evening with some of the more experienced recruits following. They had watched every event since arriving, it was very hard for Jon not to be in the ring in front of an audience, but years of experience had taught him some patience, not a lot, but enough. He was all fired up about the chance he was given, and annoyed the daylights out of Thea by not telling her his new ring name.
The other man had been in the ring the week before when someone called out at the last moment, Jon would be the first out as the 'Challenger' since the other man had already had his debut entrance. Thea didn't find out what that name was until she snagged a match list that those at the door were being handed as they entered. First match, the opponent listed first then.. Dean Ambrose...Ambrose. That was his choice, interesting, she knew he liked James Dean and had to smile. She liked it, she looked the paper over then went to the spot she was to watch from. Edgy for the show to start but having confidence in Jon's abilities, she paced until the MC went into the ring and started the usual spiel, for some reason it seemed longer than normal tonight. Finally it was time to announce Jon's match,
"Ladies and Gentlemen this is your first match of the evening...The Challenger... from...Cincinnati Ohio...Dean Ambrose!"
Then the announcer was introducing Jon, giving his stats, and his new ring name, Thea couldn't help but smile at the chants of 'Mox!' Watching Jon coming to the ring very much in a 'Mox-like mode', Thea was so proud of him, she saw the quickest of glances towards her. He had a smirk on his face as he headed into the ring to cut a promo and then face his opponent. The small audience was loud and behind the other man for the most part. There were however those that recognized him from his former persona and there were a few calls of 'Mox, or Moxley' ringing out.
The match was only 9 minutes, Jon gave it everything he had, his moves were well executed and his confidence made him look like an old pro next to the man he was wrestling against. The trainers had decided to send Jon out for a few matches without Thea and then a few with, to see if the crowd went for it. A couple sloppy moves from the black haired man Jon was working with were covered up by Jon, but a badly timed jump made the man look bad, and it was his own fault, not Jon's. Jon had sold so many of the man's moves that people watching him were now yelling at the opponent, calling him the rookie.
Jon wasn't supposed to win this first match, he was just out there 'getting his feet wet', in new ground. The head trainer came to Thea and sent her close enough for her to 'yell encouragement' to Jon, and make sure he knew there had been a change in plans, he was told to take the win by use of a code word. The other man began to swear a blue streak realizing he was now going to lose. Less than a minute later, Jon legitimately pinned him for the win though the slightly smaller man fought like crazy against it. Two of the trainers were also shouting the code word but the fight went on until the three count was over.
"And your Winner for this match...DEAN AMBROSE!" Jon rolled away quickly from the snarling man crouched ready to spring. When the Referee held up Jon's hand as the victor, the other man dove forward, and found him self brought up short when he found himself seized by the ankles and yanked back by two trainers. Jon whirled at the other man and only Thea's firm whisper for him to take his credit for the win then they were going back to the locker rooms, the other way! After a moment he nodded and Thea was able to back away and head for the exit from the crowd. Waiting with water and a towel she heard a raspy murmur of thanks from Jon. As they walked to the locker room A shouting match involving several voices, was going on in a room down the hall,
"Good Match Ambrose!" A familiar voice called out. Both Jon and Thea turned. Both sets of their eyes opened wide at the sight of multi-time winner of the WWE Heavyweight Championship, HHH. Jon swallowed his water before he choked on it. The Former Champ approached and the two men shook hands, Jon thanked HHH for the compliment and introduced Thea. Jon was complimented on his promo, solid moves and especially selling and therefore covering his opponents bad moves. With encouragement to 'keep up the good work,' and a friendly slap to the shoulder, HHH was off to look around at the other up and coming talent.
Jon was in 7th heaven for a short while, he basked in the events of the night as he showered and dressed. As they walked out the door holding hands Jon sighed.
"That was nice, but I'm nowhere near that WWE roster yet, I have got to keep kicking and clawing, biting and scratching. Tomorrow's another day, more hard work, more practice, all of it." When Jon stopped at the curb to pull Thea close for a kiss, she caught sight of HHH, he was watching them, nodding and smiling by a big white Limousine several yards away. Thea could have sworn she heard another voice she recognized, but she wasn't sure at the moment who for sure it was.
"We are definitely going to have to watch that one, he has some of the most serious potential I've seen in a long time..." The voices faded as they walked across the street...and 'home' for the night.
Thank you for reading. Have a Blessed Day. Xoxox :)