A/N: Hey guys thank you all for waiting but now I wanted to write my first Dean Ambrose story… I thought it might be fun. So hope you enjoy, please please leave reviews and comments… also I will try to add a new chapter as soon as I can but with school being crazy I need you guys to hang in there! Thanks again!

CHAPTER ONE: Hello Again

Tonight was the night Avery Bryson was going to wrestle her first WWE match. Avery only had one match in NXT before they brought her up to RAW tonight. She originally came from Ring Of Honor where she was the youngest active female in indie wrestling history. Avery was born to wrestle but where she came from had nothing like that, so when she was 16 she immediately headed to Chicago to pursue her dream. She just finished her match with Summer Rae and was livid about summer's miscalculation that could've been a career ender, but luckily Avery had experience with horrible wrestlers and knew how to quickly move her body so she wouldn't hurt herself.

"What the fuck was that? You could've broken my neck!" Avery yelled as soon as her and summer got backstage when they finished. "I cannot believe my first match was with you."

"Oh, I'm sorry that they put you with the most talented wrestler here, and that move was your fault, that wasn't scripted." Summer said looking down on the shorter Avery. Okay, yes Avery was never one to follow script, but she made it better in her own way with adding more crazy moves and trying to pull the best out of every wrestler.

"Oh really? Then why did I beat you 'miss talented wrestler'? You know fucking damn well that you are not the best wrestler here. Dumb bitch." Avery crossed her arms ready to pounce on summer.

Just at that time the shield were walking by. Seth and Roman couldn't let the women fight so they stepped in just before the girls could get their hands on each other. Then there was Dean, he wasn't going to step in he just wanted to watch, he thought it was hilarious and he knew the rule to never get involved in a fight that wasn't his.

All of a sudden Avery found herself surrounded in two huge muscular arms, and recognized the tribal sleeve tattoo on his left arm that could only belong to none other than Roman Reigns. While summer was being held back by a two-toned haired man, who Avery recognized as Tyler black in ROH but she still watched every Monday night and Friday night so she also knew him as Seth Rollins. Then she saw Dean Ambrose or Jon Moxely, the man who she made out with at a party a long time ago and instantly knew there something was between them.

"Oh great. Now you had to bring the hounds into this. Fuck." Avery tried getting away from Roman but he was much stronger. "Let me go Reigns." Another thing to be mad about, she hatted when people interrupted her fights. Avery welcomed fights, she thought they were fun. Yes, she was sick but she wasn't afraid of anything or intimidated by anyone. Avery smirked remembering when she once knocked out her ex-boyfriend, who was 6'6 and was 240 pounds of muscle.

"Hey claim down, we just came to make sure nobody gets in trouble. Don't get mad at us we're helping." Roman said calmly.

"Okay, okay. Fine, just let me go." Avery put her head down in defeat as Roman released her. Avery's sad hazel eyes shot up at Dean Ambrose. "Move, my locker room is that way." Dean wasn't moving it's almost like he knew that the look in her eyes were fake –which it was, but he was the first guy who could read her like a book. She knew he wouldn't move and she knew he liked pain also so even if she slapped him he wouldn't move. Avery had to get Dean frozen.

Just then she had a flash back to the one night at the party when Dean was drunk and they kissed leaving him frozen. All of a sudden Avery's hands were wrapped around Dean's neck and her lips were on his, both of them feeling an intensity that wasn't meant to be there. She pulled away leaving Dean frozen and confused once again. Avery pushed past the taller man and slapped summer straight across the face with an echo. Everyone was shocked, Seth was just amazed at how hard she could slap but he liked that she could handle her own, Roman was left wide eyed while Dean was still frozen. Avery walked away sexily while the men just watched.

"How could you let that bitch do that?" Summer Rae shrieked at Colby Lopez aka Seth Rollins. He was speechless, "Ugh. You're useless." She stormed away.

"Does anyone know what just happened?" Joe Anoa'i aka Roman asked looking at his brothers. He saw Dean touching his lips and smirked. "You okay Dean?"

"I know her. I can't remember where or when but I know her." Jonathan Good aka Dean said feeling the familiarity in her lips and hazel eyes.

"So do I. Somehow I know her." Colby spoke up trying to think. "Joe do you know who she is?"

"Um, I've herd rumors. I think she's the girl that was supposedly born to do this, and apparently she only had one match in developmental before coming here." Joe said looking at the hall clock. "Anyway we have a match, come on." Joe put a hand on Jon's shoulder and led him to the doors that were going straight to the crowd.

After the little fight Avery took a long hot shower and changed into black skinny jeans and a band tank top. She didn't bother with makeup, she always tried to wear not much makeup but of course in the ring she had on a brownish black smoky eye to make her hazel eyes pop, a nude lipstick and had her foundation and powder on. Avery pulled her light brown hair up in a high ponytail and grabbed her bag, heading for her rental car.

Avery took a deep breath as she walked to the car and took a moment to claim down from all the adrenaline of her first match here, the fight with summer and the amazing kiss with Jon. She made it to her rental and threw her bags into the back while she took out a small box of cigarettes and a lighter. Avery didn't smoke a lot but it was her guilty pleasure, but little did she know it was Jon's too. She took the cigarette between her naturally pink lips and tried to light it but it just wasn't working, she tried to cover the flame from the wind, she tried lighting it without the cigarette between her lips but it just wouldn't work. After about the seventh try she threw the lighter as far as she could across the parking lot.

"Fuck." Avery said not noticing she was being watched by a pair of two pale blue eyes.

"You can use my lighter." Jon said walking toward Avery from the arena with his bag over his shoulder and a lighter in his hand. He snickered a bit when he saw her jump a little. "I mean, if you want."

Avery held her cigarette and stared at the taller man. "Jon you fuckin scared me, and I really don't want anything you give me because you got in the way of my fight." She scolded as Jon moved beside her.

"Hey don't blame me, I know that rule, I love to fight too. It was fucking Colby and Joe, they just can't let things happen they always have to fix shit." Jon pulled out his own cigarette and lit it with ease, and when Avery wasn't looking her lit her cigarette in her hand.

"Thanks." She turned her head and locked eyes with him. Once again feeling some sort of electricity between them. Avery turned away hoping he wouldn't recognize her and took a drag, blowing smoke out her mouth and nose.

"Um… can I ask you something?" He asked

"Yeah shoot."

"Where did you wrestler before?" Jon had to figure out where he had seen her before, he had to. "I swear I know you from somewhere, and Colby knows you from somewhere too." He took a drag from his cigarette.

Avery just laughed. "So you don't remember? Okay well you were really drunk but I really thought Tyler would know." She used Colby's old ring name that she knew him by best. Somehow Jon felt him get a little jealous thinking that Colby might have had a relationship or something with a girl who he felt something with even though they had just meet for one night. "I wrestled in ROH, that's where Colby should know me from and you should know me from CZW when I was a valet for Drake." She laughed again noticing Jon's face lighting up. Avery took a drag from her cigarette and flu it onto the ground.

He was mentally face palming himself. "Holy shit. Jess Towers?" She just nodded. "Wow. I'm such a fucking idiot, how could I forget you?" Jon moved closer and whispered in her ear. "Especially with the little outfits you wore." Just the way he whispered in that raspy voice made her need to change panties when she got back to the hotel.

Avery shoved him away playfully. "You haven't changed a bit have you?" He just laughed "And now I go by my real name Avery Bryson."

"Hey, how do you know if I haven't changed? You barely know me." He took the final drag of the cigarette and dropped it on the ground. "Well you've changed or at least your look did. What happened to the dirty blonde hair?" Jon found the old hair colour was very sexy.

"I don't know I just needed a change. My last year in Ring Of Honor I knew I was going to WWE so I changed from the old. And I'm guessing you don't know me because I know everything about everyone in this business, okay and if you don't believe me give me a week and I'll decide if you've changed or not." Avery said walking to the drivers' side.

"Okay fine, I'll do the same with you. My report is due next Monday." Jon laughed.

"Okay Mr. Good" Avery laughed too, seeing the shock in his face. "See I know a lot, including your last name, Jonathan."

"Wait… why did you kiss me tonight?" Avery opened the car door and they locked hazel eyes to blue.

"I needed you to move, and you froze just like the last time." She got in the vehicle and drove away leaving Dean confused and alone in the dark parking lot. Last time? There was a last time? Dean thought. He couldn't remember there ever being a last time, but somehow her lips felt familiar.