A/N: Okay so I'm totally trying to update all my stories – the ones that need to be re-written, the others I'll leave alone. It was really hard to find two people who were best friends where one was more important than the other; so I kind of went with a different angle here - Totally let me know if this is terrible! The chapters are short and the entire story is done so this will probably be and every day/every other day updated story – depending on the responses it gets!

"You're really going to keep letting him tell you what to do? You have gone out with him almost every night this week – why the hell am I even here if Colby is just going to take away all of your time?" Alexa said to her boyfriend of three years after hearing that he and his new tag partner were hitting up yet another club opening after the show.

"I have a job because of him Alexa, one that I wouldn't have if he hadn't stuck up for me after the incident at the bar," he said, referring to the night where he punched a fan in the face while angrily turning to face her. "I'm not letting go of my dreams because you can't handle my friendship with Colby Lopez."

"I'm not asking you to throw away your dreams Dean, I would never ask you to do something like that. I'm asking you to spend time with me and actually say no to Colby for once – you've already repaid him for helping you keep your job," she said as she calmly touched his arm.

"I can make my own decisions and when they offered me the chance to team up with him I took it – I can't sit mid-card for the rest of my career Alexa," he said before turning and walking out of the locker room, he had to meet Colby at the curtain for one more segment before they left for the night.

Alexa plopped down on the couch and let out a frustrated sigh, never in their three year relationship had Dean ever gotten angry with Alexa; and with a temper like his – that was truly an accomplishment. He always heard her out and if he disagreed with her he would politely explain to her why he didn't see it her way; she was probably the only person that could ever make him think about something before he did exploded. They never fought about anything, he never missed important dates and he never stayed out all night while she sat alone at home or in a hotel room; but all that changed the moment creative had the bright idea for the faction known as The Shield. The second Colby Lopez and Joe A'Noai stepped into Dean's life he quickly became the lunatic he portrayed on screen. Joe had calmed down in the past year or so, he had met an amazing woman name Jojo and quickly settled his partying ways down. Dean and Colby however, seemed to be getting worse each day, there was a brief moment when Dean didn't know where he stood with the company after the bar incident. He was still technically a part of The Sheild but they no longer came out with him for his matches and he wasn't put in tag matches either. That was, until Colby used his friendship with Shane McMahon to ensure Dean got a second chance. That was four months ago and Dean still felt as if he owed Colby the world.

Dean quickly made his way to the curtain and stopped next to Colby, "Sorry man," he apologized- the two of them were headed out for a tag team title qualifying match. "Alexa decided to bitch at me for something else...again," he rolled his eyes.

"Man, let the girl go," he smirked. "Look at all the girls you pass up every night, imagine how it would be to take a girl home every night without the annoyance of being tied down."

"I love her though Colby, I can't let the past three years of my life walk away just to experience the life you're living. She'll get used to this new me, she just needs time, she'll adapt," Dean explained. He knew Alexa would eventually come around, she always did. Growing up together he saw Alexa go from being a quiet book worm in high school, to a partying sorority girl in college. She doesn't usually stray from her normal day-to-day life and becoming the girlfriend of a WWE Superstar was the biggest adjustment she ever had to make – just like she would have to adjust to the new level The Shield was about to be taken to; the job required him to be seen out at clubs and parties – especially with the guys.

"Yeah," Colby shrugged. "She'll leave you before she gets used to it," Colby knew Alexa would never leave Dean, those two were more in love than any couple he had ever seen before. Deep down inside somewhere, Colby was jealous. Not because Dean had someone standing by his side through everything, being there for ups and downs, helping him through hard times, Colby was jealous because he had her.

Alexa rolled over and let out a frustrated sigh as she read the numbers on the clock next to the bed; 2:00 a.m. Dean had left her promising he was only going to go to Colby's room to go over a few things with him for the upcoming shows – and their big tag title match; that was three hours ago. In those three hours Alexa had the chance to sit back and really think about she and Dean's relationship and the unsettling feeling she got that he didn't want to be in a relationship with her anymore. She knew that he had to sacrifice a lot to get what he wanted in this business – especially after breaking one of the company's biggest rules; but he was never supposed to sacrifice his relationship with her. Alexa got out of bed and walked over to her suitcase, grabbing a few items of clothing before going into the bathroom; she was going to see what the hell was so exciting about staying out all night long.

About 45 minutes later Alexa looked at herself in the stand-up mirror, her hair was in loose curls that fell down her back, she kept her make-up light and she wore a pair of dark blue skinny jeans with a black flowy tank top and a pair of black booties. Alexa grabbed her phone and all her other necessities and shoved them into her clutch before walking out of the hotel room.

Alexa arrived at one of the local clubs, the one Dean said he was going to be at before so conveniently changing his plans to 'going to Colby's room for a few minutes', after scanning the club for a while she finally spotted him. He was on one of the V.I.P. balconies doing shots with Colby and three blonde women, Alexa shook her head as she walked over to the bar.

About an hour and a half and seven shots later, Alexa had no control over anything she was doing. She was now on top of the bar dancing, men and women crowding around her, cheering her on while the bartenders handed yet another shot.

All the commotion down in the club began to distract Colby, he stood up from the booth and looked down over the balcony and saw Alexa standing on the bar. He laughed to himself and watched her for a few minutes, she was absolutely amazing; perfect lips, body, and personality.

Colby tore his eyes from Alexa and looked over at Dean, knowing the sight down below would piss him off, "Dude, look at this girl on the bar."

Dean removed his arm from around one of the blonde girls and walked over to the balcony, looking at the girl on the bar had the exact effect on Dean that Colby was aiming for. He quickly stormed down to the main area of the club before grabbing Alexa's hand, getting her attention and signaling to her that it was time to get off the bar. Looking in Dean's eyes she saw the seriousness, she did the last shot before climbing down. Dean made sure she was steady before guiding her outside of the club.

"What the hell are you doing?" he asked when they made it outside of the club, gaining the attention of some others who were leaving.

"I'm partying, you of all people should understand that since it's all you ever do now," she slurred, showing him just how wasted she really was.

"I'm not getting into this with you while you're this drunk. I'll call you a cab, go back to the hotel and get some sleep; we have a flight at 11," Dean shook his head in disappointment.

"You never want to get into anything with me anymore, we never spend any time together, you're always busy with fucking Colby," she spat.

Dean got really close to Alexa's face before viciously saying, "Keep this shit up and we won't even be together anymore." He didn't even wait to ensure she got back safely before walking back into the club.

Alexa slid down until her butt collided with the cold curb, all the alcohol in the world couldn't cover up how much those words had just hurt her.

"You know, he doesn't deserve you," Alexa heard a voice say as someone sat down next to her.

Thinking it was some random club go'er Alexa rolled her eyes before looking to her left, seeing the man that had caused all these problems between she and Dean. "Go away Colby, all this is your fault," Alexa said as she stood up on her still unsteady legs.

"I don't make Dean go out with me," he said as he gently touched her arm, making sure she didn't fall on her face there are some nights when I pressure him until he says yes, but for the most part he makes his own decisions," Colby said.

Alexa looked up at Mike, tears stinging her eyes, "I'm not sure I'm meant to be a wrestler's girlfriend – I can't be left behind every night for things like this."

Colby stepped closer to Alexa and gently touched her chin, making her look at him, "No, you're just with the wrong wrestler – the right guy would bring you with him, which has also always been an option for Dean."

Alexa looked into Colby's eyes – looking for any chance that he was lying to her or that she was hearing things but saw nothing but sincerity. She felt him move closer to her and she tried to move back but she was frozen, it was as if his touch had paralyzed her. Before she knew it his lips were on hers and the two were sharing the most amazing kiss – she wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or if Colby was just that good of a kisser but this man had her feeling things she had never felt before.

Alexa slowly woke up the next morning; she looked around and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw she was in her room. She remembered nothing about last night up until Dean had pulled her outside, the one part she wanted to forget wouldn't go away. Alexa then remembered what had happened after Dean had left her outside of the club and she slowly began to smile, touching her lips at the thought. The vibration of Alexa's phone on the night stand next to her broke her out of her thoughts.

Grabbing her phone Alexa saw that Colby had just text her, 'As much as I wanted more to happen last night, I didn't want to take advantage of you. I hope you felt what I felt and what I still feel.'

Alexa took a deep breath before texting back, 'I did and I do.'

Just as Alexa sent the text message her hotel room door opened, she quickly erased the text messages and put her phone on silent before looking up to see Dean wearing the same clothes from last night looking as if he hadn't gotten any sleep. He looked broken, as if someone had ripped his heart out and stomped on it – but for the life of her Alexa couldn't think of anything that had happened last night to make him feel like that – she knew he didn't see the kiss, she remembered Colby reassuring her of that before putting her into a cab. As bad as Alexa wanted to comfort him and tell him that things would be okay she couldn't, Dean needed to feel exactly how she had been feeling the past few months – whatever the cause of his pain may have been.

Dean took one look at Alexa and tears swelled up in his eyes, "I'm sorry."

Alexa stood up from the bed and shook her head, "I really don't even want to hear you speak right now."

"Please Alexa," Dean said as he grabbed her wrist to stop her from walking past him. "This isn't us, we never fight."

"And you never speak to me like I'm nothing to you and play me off every time we're supposed to do something," Alexa said.

"I'm sorry, but Colby…"

"Stop right there because that's the exact shit I don't want to hear; you are not Colby. That man does not control what you do or what you say. Your name is Dean, and Dean controls what Dean says and does; not Colby. I can actually give you an example of making your own decisions right now - I'm Alexa," she said as she gestured to herself and grabbed the clothes she had set out to wear today. "And I'm walking away from this conversation because I make my own decisions. I'll also being rooming away from you until we go back home," Alexa made her way into the bathroom, locking the door behind her before turning the shower on and sitting down on the closed toilet seat. Alexa looked down at the phone in her hands, seeing she had a new text message.

'I need to see you again'

'That can be arranged. See you in Miami.'