Chapter 2

After doing a few takes of our promo in the boiler room, we made our way to catering to grab a bite to eat before the taping of Monday Night Raw. Roman and Seth took their places at a table sitting their plates down, then taking their seats. I sat my plate on the table when I realized I forgot silverware.

"You guys need anything while I'm up?"

"I forgot to grab napkins," Roman answered.

"Me too," Seth replied.

I made my way back towards the table where the silverware and napkins rested when Daniel Bryan approached me.

"Hey there, Dean."

"Daniel," I greeted with a handshake. "How's it going?"

"Not bad. Yourself?"

"Doing good."

Daniel Bryan and myself have a little history together. Before coming to the WWE, we wrestled in Dragon Gate USA in the indies circuit. We even wrestled against each other at one point. Our names back then were Bryan Danielson and Jon Moxley.

"Ready for another episode of RAW?"

"Sure thing. Ready for another beat down from the Shield?"

"Ha-ha. Very funny, Dean."

"Funny for me, anyway," I joked.

"Uh-huh. All joking aside. I saw you and wanted to talk. I heard about your breakup with Gina."

"Oh."

"I don't mean to intrude on your privacy, but, are you gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, man. I'll be alright."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, yeah. To be honest, I wasn't the least bit surprised when I found out Gina was breaking things off with me. I had a feeling myself that things between us weren't gonna last much longer."

"Sounds like you're taking things pretty well under the circumstances you're under."

"I am actually."

"Well, I just wanted to say I was sorry. If you ever want to talk, you have my number or come find me."

If there was one thing about the WWE, it was like we had each other's backs. We were like more than friends. We were like a family in a way.

"Thanks, Daniel. That means a lot to me."

"Hey, not a problem. Take care of yourself, alright?"

"Will do."

Daniel gave me a pat on the arm before walking away. Now, what was I going after? Oh, yes. Napkins and plastic silverware. I turned back to go get what I needed when...

"OOF!"

Good night! What did I hit? Or who? I looked down. What? I turned and bumped into...a woman? I bumped into a woman? Smooth move, idiot. She sat up on her rear end.

"Oh man..." she uttered.

I knelt down to her. "I'm so sorry. So very sorry. I should have been paying attention. Are you alright?"

"Yes," the blonde-haired woman chuckled. "I'm fine, I swear."

"Please. Let me help you up. Please."

"Oh, thank you."

I stood up straight and took her by the hands. I carefully pulled her to her feet. However, our chests bumped together and she stepped on my right foot.

"Ow."

"Oops. Sorry. My bad."

"It's actually my bad. I ran into you."

Okay, this was awkward. We were standing awfully close and I had yet to release her hands from mine. My eyes were fixated on hers. Boy, she was beautiful. She has beautiful eyes. Beautiful mouth.

Wait a moment, doofus. You are going through a break-up. It's too early to be thinking of women right now. Idiot.

"Um...could I have my hands back now, please?"

Yeah, knucklehead, you still have hold of her hands. Wake up.

"Oh. Excuse me," I said releasing her hands.

"It's fine."

"I'm really sorry I bumped into you. Hope I didn't hurt you too much."

"No harm done."

"You know, I've never seen you around here before."

"Well, I'm new here. I'll be handling the backstage interviews."

"Oh, right. We heard we were getting somebody new for the backstage interviews. Welcome to the WWE."

"Thank you."

"What's your name?"

"Renee. Renee Young?"

"Renee Young?"

"Well, my real last name is Paquette."

"Paquette?"

"P-A-Q-U-E-T-T-E."

"I like Young better. Easier to spell. Okay, that was a terrible joke."

Smooth, buddy. She chuckled? Okay, she chuckled.

"Seeing as you now know my name, I'm interested in knowing yours."

"It's Dean. Dean Ambrose."

"Hmm. Interesting name."

"It's my ring name. My real name is Jonathan Good."

"I like it."

"The Dean Ambrose or the Jonathan Good?"

"Both."

Wow.

"Well, I hate to end this discussion, but I'm supposed to meet with Vince here in a few minutes. But, it was very nice to meet you."

"Likewise. Although, I wish it would have been under better circumstances."

"I found our first meeting was, actually...quite interesting."

I watched Renee walked towards the doors of catering and exit out of my sight. I exhaled a breath of air. Boy, she was pretty. Again, dude. You and Gina. Broken up. Separated. No longer together. Hello? Sound familiar? Does this not register to you yet? My mind was telling me that this was not the best time to be thinking about women. Maybe, my mind was right.