For You and Us: A Dean Ambrose Story

Summary: Dean Ambrose left LA for a fresh start and a clean slate. He moves to Vegas and gets in some trouble that makes what happened back in LA look mediocre and juvenile. His biggest problem in Vegas is his feelings. Love is a prison that is impossible to escape...

Rating: T for Violence, Language, Suggestive flashbacks, crime, occasional sexual content,

Story Length: Medium (20-30 chapters)

Chapter 1

Dean pulled over at a nearly vacant gas station then hopped out of his Ford truck and proceeded towards the gas station attendant.

The attendant, a short, 40-something year old man chewed his gum obnoxiously and stared at Dean's car. "So you're from Cali... What you doing in Nevada?"

He hadn't even realized he drove that far. He pretty much got in his car and drove without glancing at the rearview mirror.

"I'm trying to find myself."

He hummed. "Not much to find in this small ol' town. Ya better off driving the extra 40 miles to Vegas."

"Could you give me directions?"

"Don't you have a GPS?"

"I'm not good with technology.."

After receiving a map and clear directions, Dean set out for Vegas.

...

Sarah stared out of the motel window. Behind her, Scott said, "Four hundred thousand boss."

She replied, "Take 20 thousand for yourself. Ty should be here soon so you can leave if you want."

She didn't even watch Scott count the money. He wasn't too sane, but he was smart enough to know not to steal from her or Ty. Her boyfriend, Ty, was a very successful gangster. He came from a family of mobsters. Ty was named leader by his father after he retired, which caused tension between him and his brothers. They betrayed him recently and went to work for The Authority, a multinational crime syndicate that recently branched out to Vegas.

Sarah didn't her hands dirty often, and didn't like to. Ty said if she doesn't help out, she won't get a cut. So, her and Ty don't really work together but she's still a leader of his mob.

Sarah's legal revenue came from the motel and the casino.

The motel wasn't anything special. It was kinda dirty, small, and it was away from the clubs and casinos so it doesn't really turn a good profit.

The casino, however, was her pride and joy. Plenty of visitors throughout the day, loads of customers at night. Only thing was the police were suspicious of her business partner, Michael. They think he's the leader of a prostitution ring in the area. Which he is, but they have no solid evidence against him.

Ty walked in and asked, "Is that the money from the bank heist?"

She said, "Yep. After everyone's cut it was 400 k. I let Scott take 20."

He nodded "Good, good. Well, I just stopped by to say good night."

"What, where are you going?"

"Just going out with the guys. We don't this chance often you know?" He left before Sarah could protest.

Ty had been hanging out a lot with "the guys" lately. Sarah would hate to think about if he were actually cheating on her. She huffed and went to go get dressed.

...

Dean pulled up to the only motel with vacancy, The Songbird Inn.

He entered the office and saw a younger woman, with dark pink hair and blue-grey eyes, crying and filling out forms.

"Excuse me, miss?"

Sarah immediately wiped her tears. "H-how may I help you?"

"You okay?"

"I'm fine, I promise."

"Okay then. I'd like to rent a room."

"For how long?"

"I actually don't know."

She smiled and handed him the visitor book. He signed it and she said, "Follow me."

Dean watched as the woman's hips swayed side to side. Her ass looked amazing in the black dress she had on.

She said, "Here we are. Room 19. Here are your keys." She explained, "Snack machine is around the corner. I hope you enjoy your stay Mister Ambrose, I have to get going."

Dean smirked, "On your way to the club?"

She smirked back, "Yeah, my club." She winked before strutting off.

The casino, Toxic, was crowded, just as she expected. She made her way to Michael's office.

"Hey." He smiled, "You look really.. nice."

She raised an eyebrow. "Just nice?"

"I have plenty of things to say, but your boyfriend might kill me."

Michael and Sarah were good friends. They flirted from time to time, but it reality Michael was married and Sarah had Ty.

"So where are the girls?"

"Taryn and Velvet are out making rounds. Angelina, Cameron, Summer, and Eva are downstairs getting ready to leave."

Downstairs was where the employees hung out, and Michael's hookers dressed up at.

Sarah entered the small room to find Cameron and Angelina arguing.

"Hey!"

The whole room got quiet. "I came to tell you, be very careful tonight. The cops are onto us so please don't fall for an undercover. No overnight services, I need you all back before midnight. If you can, stick with your regular clients. If not, come back and work the stage. We're a few short tonight. Be safe."

The girls left and Sarah returned upstairs. Michael asked, "Why do you seem so upset? Did Ty's most recent job go bad?"

"No, it went well. I'm just a bit tired is all." She lied. Sarah didn't tell others when she was hurting or, what she was thinking.

"Okay then. Oh! Your guys and girls are ready for you in the bar."

"Thanks."

Sarah entered the bar and towards the back, four guys and four girls sat at one table, dressed to impress.

"Follow me please. Its too noisy to do any business here."

They got in a limo that was parked out front. Sarah said to the driver, "Take me to the hotel next to my favorite restaurant."

She rolled up the partition and said, "Tonight could change your life. Don't be stupid and fuck up you opportunity. Starting from left, tell me your name."

"Justin Gabriel."

"Tyson Kidd."

"Johnny Curtis."

"Adrian Neville."

"Kaitlyn."

"Kelly."

"Rosa."

"Alicia Fox."

Sarah stated, "Nice names to match beautiful faces."

The limo guy said, "We are here ma'am."

They went to Sarah's private suite that the owner of the hotel gave her.

"Please, take a seat. Have a shot if you'd like."

The guys sat on one couch, the girls on another. Sarah sat down in a chair.

"So, I need or two of you to be factotums aka assistants, bodyguards, gunmen, a maid for my motel, and someone to be assistant manager of the casino. I'll place you as I see fit."

"Now, I understand that none of you are from here so you need a place to stay. You will continue to stay in here until I can find somewhere better."

Alicia said, "I'm grateful wherever you choose for me to stay."

Sarah smiled, "Good to know."