Hi everyone! This story is going to be a Dean Ambrose fic, however this fic is the second part to a series. For all of my readers who have read Envy, this story will make much more sense to you. If you haven't, I encourage you to take the time to read it. There will also be other stories involved in this second part of our series as well. Those stories include:

RonTheRonin's: Watch The Throne

RonTheRonin's: Fire and Ice

EloquentAngel90's: Temptation: Escape Me

XxPikaSixJoyxX's: Welcome To The Future

XxPikaSixJoyxX's: Venom In My Veins

P.S I'm going to open this story with a flashback from Envy so everyone who didn't read Envy at least will have a slightly better understanding of where Dean is in the opening of this story. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter One: Guilt

[Flashback]

Dean Ambrose offered a helping hand to Renee as the two of them climbed higher up the mountain they were currently trying to conquer. Dean wanted to spend his last day in Cali doing something he loved, and for the Lunatic Fringe, one of those things was climbing a mountain.

He had invited Renee to go with him again, mostly because he enjoyed being in the company of the blonde, even if he wasn't ready to admit it aloud.

"Got it?" He asked as the two of them stepped on the next rock. They still had a while to go if they wanted to reach the top, but neither of them minded.

"Yeah, I'm good, thanks!" Renee replied with a grin. She had to admit, she was starting to become more and more confident in her rock climbing skills, and she was starting to see why Dean enjoyed it so much. It really was relaxing. There was no one else around, you had beautiful nature surrounding you, and it was a very peaceful setting.

"Okay cool," Dean replied, taking the lead as he climbed ahead of the bubbly blonde, but Renee was right on his heels.

After climbing for a little while longer, the two of them decided to sit down and rest halfway through. They found a place where they could both sit down and enjoy the view.

"Wow…." Renee breathed as she looked around. She still wasn't used to a view like this. It was the type of view that people would pay millions for, expect she got to see it for free.

"I know, it's awesome," Dean said, taking off his backpack so he could take out his water bottle.

Renee nodded her head in agreement as she took out her water as well, downing her cold beverage in a matter of seconds.

"Slow down there," Dean said, chuckling lightly as he took off his baseball cap, dumped the remaining amount of water on his head, and then put back on his hat.

A small laugh left the lips of Renee too as she glanced at him for the slightest of moments, and their eyes locked.

The Canadian blonde forced herself to look away before things got awkward between the two of them. She didn't want to admit it, but she could feel herself starting to fall for the Lunatic Fringe, and she wasn't ready for that.

More importantly, she didn't want to ruin the wonderful friendship that they were starting to form.

But….that didn't change the impulse feeling she had to kiss him. Just as she was going to open her mouth to say something, Dean spoke first. "Ready to get moving again?"

"Yep!" She chirped, standing to her feet, and handed her water bottle to Dean so he could put it back into his backpack.

The Ohio native stood to his feet as well before throwing the water bottle into the bag, and adjusting it right so it sat on his shoulders correctly. "We're more than halfway there, won't be much longer now," he said.

Renee nodded, and just as Ambrose started to climb, Renee gently grabbed his wrist, pulling him back. When he turned around, Renee could see that he had the most confused look in his blue eyes.

In that moment, she started to second guess herself, but she knew that wasn't an option. She looped her arms around the neck of the Lunatic Fringe, kissing him softly. A small gasp left her lips once their lips had come in contact, and she felt Dean freeze up completely.

Although, ever so slowly, she could feel his lips start to move with her own. A feeling of warmth rushed through her body, and then she pulled away. "I'm sor-"

A loud popping noise had caused both of them to stop in their tracks, but the next sound was the horrific sound of a scream leaving Renee's as she fell to the rocky surface below her.

Dean's blue eyes went wide in shock, and the next thing he knew he was kneeling down beside her, taking off his tank stop so he could stop the blood that was pouring out from her shoulder. "Renee!" He urged, applying pressure to the wound to stop the bleeding. "Fuck! What the hell!?" His blue eyes darted around his surroundings. It was then he noticed a figure standing up higher on the mountain. He just couldn't make out who it was.

The sound of Renee groaning in pain had caused him to turn his attention back to the Canadian. "Hang in there," Dean said as he applied more pressure to the wound that he now knew had come from a bullet. "I'm not going to let a damn thing happen to you."

He took out his phone as he felt it vibrate, a notification on the screen let him know he had a text from Emma.

Told the bitch she should've listened. Such a shame she didn't….isn't it Dean?

The Lunatic Fringe let a scream that was fueled with anger. He didn't think Emma would have ever gone this far. With his mind racing a million miles per hour, he picked up Renee in his arms, and started to run down the rocks as fast and as quickly as he could while still managing to keep his balance.

As for Emma, she stood at the top of mountain with a sick and twisted smile on her face. She knew that Dean was going to be spending his last day in California climbing the mountains. She also knew that he was more than likely going to have Renee tag along with him just like he did last time. Apparently neither of them got the message last week when she slashed all four of Dean's tires. So, she had made sure to get here extra early, knowing it was only a matter of time before the two of them came into her view. She had to wait close to four hours, but it was well worth the wait.

She had warned Renee, and sadly the Canadian refused to listen to her.

But now that Renee was out of the picture, Emma was one step closer to getting back her starcrossed over.

[end of flashback]

As Dean ran to where his car was parked frantically, he couldn't help but to beat himself up, and blame himself for Renee being put into this situation. Had he not asked Renee to go hiking with him, he wouldn't be carrying her in his arms as he listened to her whimper and whine in pain.

He was such an idiot.

Breaking the law that was known as the speed limit, the Lunatic Fringe got Renee to the nearby hospital as fast as he could. Parking the car rather carelessly, he got out the car, slammed the door closed, and jogged to the other side. He opened the passenger side door, scooped the Canadian blonde into his arms, and ran over to the doors that belonged to the emergency room entrance. "I need some help!" He hollered, walking through the wide doors. "My friend here has been shot!" He urged, as his blue eyes wandered around the busy room. When no one had seem to hear him, he got angry. "Goddamn it, I need some fuckin' help!" He snapped, raising his voice.

A brunette nurse with curly hair sprinted over. "I'm sorry sir," she apologized, grabbing a clean hospital bed that he could set Renee in. "Do you know where your friend was hit?"

"In the fuckin' shoulder, isn't it obvious?" He snapped, as he placed her down on the bed. "Now do your job and help her," he ordered.

"Sir, I'm going to need you to ca-"

"Save your goddamn breath. Don't even waste my time or yours by tellin' me to fuckin' calm down, 'cause that ain't goin' to happen, sweetheart. So get your head out of your ass and do your damn job!"

The nurse quickly fell quiet as she spoke into a speaker that was attached to her navy blue scrub, talking in some type of doctor language that Ambrose didn't understand. He assumed that she was paging for a doctor. "You're going to have to wait in the waiting room, sir. We'll update you on your friends' status as soon as we can," she informed him, and then rushed down the hall with Renee as a doctor met her halfway. He watched as they wheeled her into a room, grinding his teeth.

Of course he was going to have to wait. Typical hospital bullshit.

Sighing heavily, he sank down into one of the waiting room chairs, resting his elbows on his knees. He had grabbed one of his extra Unstable white muscle t-shirts from the back of his car when he was carrying in Renee since had taken off his other shirt to help stop the bleeding.

His blue eyes landed on the blood that was scattered along his muscular forearms. The blood belonging to Renee. Tugging on his hair, the Ohio native let out a frustrated groan.

How could've been so stupid? It was his fault Renee was here. He should've never spoken to her to begin with. Someone like him didn't deserve friends, and he most certainly didn't deserve to have someone as bubbly and kind as Renee in his life.

Everyone he allowed to be in his life, somehow would get hurt. He couldn't allow that to happen to Renee. Not again, not for a second time. Which meant he was going to have to stay away from her.

Ambrose looked up to see Kane approaching him. The Ohio native was on his feet in an instant. "I don't have time for more of your bullshit, Kane. So whatever you shit you have to tell me this time, take it and run."

A light chuckle left the lips of Kane. "Unfortunately for you, Dean, this is some news that you're going to want to be informed about."

"What the hell is so funny Kane?" Ambrose asked, taking a step forward. He hated when people didn't get right to the point.

"You didn't hear about what happened to Roman?" The seven foot man questioned, tilting to his head to the side slightly.

"Obviously not, dumbass." Dean muttered.

Another chuckle left the lips of Kane. "He and his family were stupid enough to cross the Authority, so we put an end to him for good. I guess you could even say...he's beneath us now." A creepy smile crossing the lips of the Director of Operations before he walk away.

Dean stood there, trying to understand what Kane could've meant by his message. Had Roman been in some type of trouble? He raked a hand through his messy brown hair roughly. If he had been in some type of trouble, that meant Dean had not only let Renee down, but he had let down the man he considered to be his older brother too.

What else could he screw up?

"Sir, you can go and see your friend now," the burette nurse informed him. "She's awake and stable. But she's going to be sore, in quite bit of pain, and slightly tired from the pain meds we gave her. So please try not to overwhelm her." She gave him a slight smile, before leading him to the room where Renee would be staying in overnight. Even though she was stable, they wanted to keep the blonde for twenty-four hours just as a precaution.

"Thank you," he muttered to the nurse before pushing open the door to Renee's room. His blue eyes locking with her hazael ones immediately.

"Hey," she greeted with a weak smile. "How are you holding up?"

"Isn't that something I should be asking you?" Dean questioned, walking into her room and closing the door behind him. He walked over to the bed, pulling up one of the chairs that was in the room. He sat slid it so it was beside her bed, and then he took a seat. "This is all of my fault, I'm sorry, Renee." He sighed. "I should've known better than to take you hiking with me."

"Dean, don't be ridiculous. You didn't know that Emma was going to be there. You had no idea that any of this was going to happen." She shook her head. "None of this is your fault. Besides, I'm fine."

"No you aren't!" Dean snapped, jumping up from his chair. "You got fuckin' shot! You're far from fine! You need to stay away from me, Renee. You got that?" He shook his head violently from side to side, and then he started to pace. "Someone like me is no good for someone like you. I'll do nothin' more than infect you and bring you down." He looked up, locking his eyes with hers once more. "Stay away from me, Renee. I mean it." He said, and then he stormed out of the small room, closing the door behind him before the Canadian beauty could even comprehend a word he had just said to her.

All she knew was that she couldn't stay away from the Lunatic Fringe. She cared about him way too much. Probably more than she should have ever cared to begin with.

Elsewhere, Miz was still on one knee as his blue eyes looked up into the green ones that belonged to his girlfriend Eve Torres. Soon fiancée, or so he hoped. He had just asked her to marry him.

The Denver native looked down at the man before her as tears welled up in her green eyes. Things between them had moved a little quicker than what your typical relationship would, but that didn't mean she didn't love him.

Over the past nine months, it was safe to say that Miz had been through nothing short of hell. He had formed a friendship with the spunky Diva known as Summer Rae, only to have her drive a knife into his back a few months later. He had been attacked by Kane countless times, been the one to kind Kelly Kelly's dead body, watched Maryse die right in front of his two eyes, put in the hospital, and much more. One of the attacks from Kane had been worse than the others, considering he had trapped Miz in a locker room that had been set on fire. He later on found out that Summer had helped out with that attack. But the death of Maryse is what had hit him the hardest. They had just fixed this damaged relationship, and were starting to fall in love again. She had been stabbed right in front of him by Summer. She had been taken from Miz so quickly. Eve will never forget the scream that left his body as he fell to his knees, sobbing like a broken child.

Fast forward to where they are now, and it was safe to say that she had fallen in love with the Ohio native along the way. Mike was a wonderful man, the problem with him was that people didn't take the time to get to know him the way she knew him. "Yes baby, of course I'll marry you." She smiled down at him.

A wide smile crossed the lips of the self proclaimed A-lister as he slid the ring onto the finger of the woman who was now his fiancée. Then, he stood to his feet, took her face into his hands, and kissed her deeply, running his tongue across her lip.

Groaning softly, Eve slid her tongue into his mouth, as their tongues met, colliding with one another. "I love you," she breathed against his lips, and she meant it.

"I love you too," he whispered, his eyes still closed, as his forehead rested upon hers.

In this moment, Mike could safely say that this was the happiest he had been in months. But one thing he knew for sure was no matter how hard he tried to make his happiest last, it never did last long.

Dean knocked upon the hotel room door that belonged to Emma roughly. He was in no mood to talk to her, but this wasn't something that could be avoided, considering she was the one who had shot Renee.

"Dean!" Emma exclaimed happily once she had opened the door and saw him standing on the other side. She couldn't stop herself from throwing his arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He smelt so good. It felt relieving to be able to inhale that intoxicating scent she missed ever so much.

"What the hell is wrong with you!? Don't touch fuckin' touch me!" He yelled, pushing her away from him. "I came here to ask you what the fuck your problem is anyways. Why did you shoot Renee? Are you that sick in the head?"

Emma laughed. "Dean, don't you see? You belong with me. We're meant to be together. Renee? That silly girl will never love the way I love you Dean," she said, her tone of voice coated with what she thought would come across as sweetness. She trailed her fingers up and down his chest. The Australian Diva batted her eyelashes at him before kissing him softly. It had been too long since she kissed him, and she couldn't stop the soft moan that left her lips. She forgot how addictive the taste of his tongue was.

"Stay the fuck away from me, Emma!" He yelled, pushing her away for a second time. This shove being slightly more forceful than the first. I wish I never even spoke to you. You are the biggest regret that I have. And stay the fuck from Renee while you're at it. Just go back to whatever dark hole you crawled out of because that's where crazy bitches like you belong." he spat coldly before turning on his heel, and storming down the hallway.

Dean always knew that he was a loner, but after today it only confirmed his thoughts. He let down his best friend at a time Roman had needed him, and he put Renee in one of the most dangerous situations a person could ever be put in.

It was time for the Lunatic Fringe to go back to being the loner he always knew he was meant to be.

A/N: So this completes the opening chapter to Fatal Attraction! The Miz will be a secondary character in this story because this is where I'm going to continue his journey from Envy! I hope that you enjoyed it! Please take the time to review, favorite, and follow. It really does mean a lot to a writer. See you soon with chapter two! - Melly.