Chapter 4: Dean's Special Lady
The next morning, I woke up and got ready to visit my uncle at the hospital, I had already showered last night, so I just changed into my black skinny jeans, black combat boots, and a black A Day To Remember shirt, I headed to the kitchen when I saw Dean and Roman talking in the living room
"Oh man, that must've been scary" Dean laughed, holding his sides
"Now that I think about it yes, but back then it wasn't such a smart idea" Roman said, he looked up and saw me standing in front of them
"Morning Zoe, did you sleep well?"
"I did, and you Roman?"
"Like a baby" Roman answered
"Dean, good morning, was the bed comfortable for you?" I asked, taking a seat next to Roman
"It was, thank you for letting me stay here" said Dean, giving me an appreciative smile
"No problem, did you guys have breakfast already?" I asked, pulling my hair up in a ponytail
"I was hoping we could eat something on the way to the hospital, I'm, about to ask AJ if she wants to come along" Roman suggested
"Sure, just let me get my stuff and we'll get going"
"Hey Roman, I was wondering if you could help me with my-"AJ cut herself off midsentence when she stumbled into Roman, slamming into him
"Where are you going?"
"I was on my way to ask if you wanted to have some breakfast with us before we head off to see Mr. Del Rio" answered Roman
"Sorry I can't, I promised Sami Zayn and Bayley I'd help them on their fighting skills, I was actually about to ask if you wanted to help me out with them?"
"Uh yeah, you guys don't mind going on your own, right?"
I looked at Dean and he just shrugged
"We'll be fine, you two lovebirds have fun" I teased, making AJ and Roman blush
(AJ's POV)
I smiled as I watched Dean walking side by side with Zoe, I wasn't sure what it is, but I saw something there between her and the FBI agent, it was way too early to tell if it was love, but I was determined on getting them together
"So, where is Zayn and Bayley?" asked Roman as he walked me to the training room
I gave him a devious smile
"I lied"
"What?"
"I lied about having you help me with Zayn and Bayley, I only asked you to stay behind so we could give Dean and Zoe some alone time"
Roman grinned
"You evil little woman"
I simply shrugged
"You're not the only one who sees something in Dean and Zoe"
"You think this is a good opportunity for them to grow close?"
"I sure as hell hope so, I think if Zoe and Dean grow closer, she can move on from Seth completely" I explained as I led Roman to the kitchen
"That's easier said than done, though" Roman told me
"You know, maybe we shouldn't focus so much on Zoe and Dean, maybe we should focus on us"
Roman raised an eyebrow
"Us?" he asked
"Yeah, like for example, why haven't you kissed me yet?" I said, giving him my best puppy dog eyes
Roman's eyes went wide
"I'm sorry; I don't think I heard you right"
I rolled my eyes in annoyance before I grabbed him and crashed my lips to his
After a moment of playing tonsil hockey, we broke apart for some much needed air
"I just thought you would only want me as a friend" was all Roman said when he pulled away from me
"I thought the same thing, but I guess that's not the case anymore" I replied
"Well" said Roman "Where do we go from here?"
I smiled wickedly at him
"My bedroom"
(Zoe's POV)
I walked with Dean to my car as he looked at the file Officer Cena had given me
"This Paige chick knows how to fight, I looked her up and she was undefeated at an underground street fighting club, she beat a guy up to the point he's still in a coma, she tried to kill the Prime Minister of England, but failed when one of his guards took the hit for him, she came to the States at 18, two months in she met Seth Rollins and now supposedly works for him as his right-hand woman"
"Hmm…"
"I'm sorry if this information is hitting a sore spot for you, it's not my intention" said Dean, looking a bit guilty
I felt terribly bad that I made him feel that guilt
"It's alright Dean, I'll admit it does hurt knowing Seth is probably fucking that British bimbo, but it'll make me feel better once I see her and Seth behind bars or better, dead"
"That's what I want to hear, doll" I blushed when he called me 'doll'
I swear this man was making me feel things I had never felt, even when Seth was around, he made my stomach feel all fluttery and stuff, as much as I tried to ignore those feelings, I couldn't
Why does love have to be so complicated?
"Where do you want to eat?" I asked Dean
"I hear Denny's has awesome pancakes" Dean joked
"Alright, Denny's it is, you want to drive my car, agent?" I queried, waving my keys in front of his face
"May I?"
I then threw my keys at him, he caught them in mid-air
"You may, lead the way cowboy"
As Dean drove, there wasn't I could think of to talk with him about, the silence that was engulfing the car was annoying me
"So Dean, any special lady in your life?" I could almost slap myself for asking that question, it wasn't my business to know that
'Foot, meet mouth'
"Yes, I do" Dean responded
I could almost feel myself deflate at his answer; I should've known he was too good looking to be single
I then saw him take out his wallet and handed me a picture of a little girl with the most beautiful blue eyes and cutest dimples, it was a female version of the man in front of me
"That's my daughter Chloe, she means the world to me, just too bad her mom is a conniving gold digging bitch"
"She's beautiful, Dean" I replied, returning the picture to him
"Thanks, I love her, even though we have joint custody of her, she won't let me see her at all, but I'm fighting to get full custody of her, I want her to live with me here in Texas but I just don't think I'll be able to win the case, Chloe's mom is just so set on making my life a living hell, she can turn the tables on me, and I hate saying this, but she could win, I do work every day and I couldn't find someone to look after my daughter, I want to get Chloe out of there, I don't want my little girl to be corrupted by that stupid bitch"
I could tell that it hurt Dean that he couldn't be with his daughter; I could see the pain in his eyes
"You don't have to talk about her anymore if it's hurting you this much Dean, I can understand that"
"Thank you, I just figured since I know some things about you, I thought it would be nice if you knew a bit about me, after all, we are going to be working together for the next few weeks, or however long this assignment will be"
"Ok, sounds fair, so do you mind me knowing what your girlfriend's name is?"
"Renee Young, she's a native Canadian but she moved to the States to pursue Sports Journalism, she's an interviewer for ESPN"
"Huh, is she the one that kind of looks like a stick is permanently stuck up her ass?"
Dean laughed
"Yeah, that's her, you watch ESPN?"
"I'm a huge football fan, I'm a Texans fan and New England Patriots fan"
"Ah, so you're a tomboy?" Dean asks
"A proud tomboy, but I have my girly moments as well" I say
"Zoe?"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you, for being a good listener"
I tried to ignore the fluttering in my stomach as Dean gave me a wide smile
"That's what friends are for, right?"
"I think we've been past the point of being friends, doll face"
I raised an eyebrow in confusion
"Then, what are we?"
"I'd like to think we're something more" was all Dean replied
I turned to face the scenery as he kept driving, hoping he couldn't see the huge shit-eating grin that was on my face, and at this point, I wasn't going to deny what I felt anymore, despite the fact that I've only known this man for almost 2 days
It was painfully obvious that I was in love with FBI Agent Dean Ambrose