Disclaimer I don't own Dean Ambrose or any other WWE characters in this story. I only own Vanessa, and the plot.

A/N: Lord, the reviews on the last chapter. Thank you guys for making my heart happy. Enjoy the latest installment of Dean and Vanessa.

"I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is" Stephen Chbosky

"You want me to climb that all the way to the top? Seriously?!"

Dean let out a laugh as Vanessa looked up at the big rock in front of them. When he said that he wanted to get her out of her element, he really meant it. She watched as he slowly shook his head before taking her hand in his and leading the way up the small trail that began their short trip to the top. She took in a deep breath of the the Las Vegas air as she closed her eyes for a few moments, allowing him to lead her down the trail.

"You good back there?" She heard him ask, pulling her attention to him.

"Yea." She mumbled, gripping his hand a little tighter.

If there was one secret no one knew about her besides the ones that were the closest to her, it was that she was afraid of heights. Normally for someone who was considered a high flyer in the ring, heights were a cake walk for them but not for Vanessa. Anything higher than the ropes around the ring, made her stomach churn with fear. The butterflies in her stomach began to dance around with each step towards the top of the cliff. She was thankful he had chosen one that wasn't very high up for her first experience. Once they got to the top, she took a look out at the sky as she let go of his hand and sat down on the red rock. The view was breathtaking.

"Wow." She softly said, loud enough for no one but him to hear her, even though he was the only one around besides her for miles. "Is it like this everyday?"

He began to nod his head, as he slowly sat down beside her before putting his free hand on her side. The butterflies in her stomach began to dance even more, as his thumb brushed over the small space of bare skin between her clothes. She'd give anything for this moment to last a little longer.

"Here, you can have your phone." Dean softly said, taking it out of his pocket and sliding it between her hands.

"It's only 7 o'clock, I still have a few more hours left in our deal." She stated, looking over at him.

She slowly picked up the phone and put it back in his hand, insisting that he take it back and keep it until tomorrow morning.

"It was never really about the deal." He replied, putting the phone down on the small space between them. "It was more about getting you away from it all. You shouldn't have to deal with that kind of bull shit from the one you love."

She remained quiet, as he took a deep breath and looked back out at the fading sun. He was right, she should be allowed the appropriate amount of time to figure out who she was and what she wanted without having someone constantly beg for her attention. She wasn't Liam's mother, nor was he a child.

"I had fun with you today." She whispered, moving some of his curls back from of his face. "Even if I thought you were going to kill me."

"It was kind of fun to see you out of your element." He responded with a small laugh.

"I think I handled it pretty well for someone who hates heights." She stated, happy that she could finally get him to smile.

"I'm not sure if I would go with well as the word for the way you handled it, but I'll give you something pretty close to it." He joked. "I'd go with decently well."

"That's almost the same thing." She shot back, playfully pushing his arm.

"Okay, you did well." He replied, with a smile as he looked back at her.

For a while she was almost positive that something was going to happen between them, but nothing happened. She found herself wishing that something had though, even if it was just him reaching out to touch her hand or any part of her body. Her mind craved his touch, and it scared her. She was quickly falling for him. He was different than Liam was. He didn't her constant approval when it came to the things he did, or for her to hold his hand while he did it.

"We should probably get going, it'll be dark soon." He said, pulling her out of her day dream about him.

"Yea." She softly agreed.

Random strands of her brown hair that had fallen out of her bun began to blow across her face as he pulled her up to her feet. She quickly took another look at the sky before it diapered from their sight before turning around so she could follow him back down the cliff.

"I can't..." He started as she looked up at him. "Pretend I don't want to do this anymore."

"You can't pretend you don't want to do what anymore?" She questioned, pretending she didn't already know what he was talking about.

She wasn't stupid, she actually caught on to it the day he told her she could live with him. Both her mind and heart had been in a constant battel with each other trying to deside if he really felt something more for her or if it was her mind playing tricks on her, because she was starting to feel things for him now that she wasn't under Liam's constant watch and listening to his constant questions about him and her.

"If I don't do this, I'm going to hate myself for never taking the chance." He mummbled, inches away from her face. "Okay?"

"Then you should probably do it." She whispered back.

A rush of energy ran through her as he waited to see how she'd react before he actually kissed her. She had kissed him a few times before for work, but it was never like this. She wanted to kiss him more, but at the same time she didn't want to move to quickly. She was still trying to figure out who she was and what she wanted out of life. If some how it ended up not including wanting to kiss him like this every second she got, she didn't want to risk losing him. His lips brushed against her's once more before he pulled away from her. The look on his face was undescribable. It wore a mixture of happness with fear trying to hide from her behind thise blue eyes of his. A soft buzz from her phone in her pocket, pulled them back to reality. A deep breath filled her lungs when she saw it was yet another text from Liam.

"We should probably be going." She heard him mumble before turning to make his way back down the cliff alone.

A/N: We offically have an addmition of feelings her folks! Only to be screwed up by Liam and his neediness. We shall see how the next chapter goes ladies and gents. Let me know how you feel!