(AUTHORS NOTE: THIS IS WRITTEN IN FUN. MEANING ITS SUPPOSED TO BE FAMILY/HUMOR.. I'M TRYING TO KEEP DEAN AS IC AS I CAN, BUT MAKING A FEW SMALLISH CHANGES, BEING AS HE IS IN A SITUATION THAT HE'S NOT USED TO. SO IF YOU DON'T LIKE HUMOR AND PARODY, LIGHT HEARTED LAUGHS, SORRY. THERE WILL BE ACTUAL SERIOUS MOMENTS BUT ITS A FAMILY STORY TOO.)
(SECOND AUTHORS NOTE: THANKS TO MY REVIEWERS YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS! OH AND TRISTEN AND EMBER, A FEW OTHER OCS MENTIONED WITHIN BELONG TO THE AMAZING CHICAGOCHAINGANG.)
Claire tugged on her daddy's shirt sleeve impatiently. Dean jumped about a mile in the air, still not used to having a daughter, so he was quite caught by surprise. "Daddy.."
"What's up?"
She held out a piece of notebook paper, heavy with different color glitter and looked up at him, her head tilted to one side. She'd been staying with him a lot more lately. She got the feeling it made mommy sad, but she tried to make the time with both her parents equal out.
It just seemed like her daddy always wanted her with him though. Which Claire was still getting used to. Dean took the paper, eyed it and smirk/smiled then asked, "Who's in it?"
"Me, you, mommy, Unca Roman and Unca Seth. I made Unca Seth have crossed eyes though, cause he's always makin faces at me." Claire pointed out, as she leaned against him, sitting in the small room that they used for their promos backstage. Her stomach growled and Dean stifled a sort of laugh.
"Guessin ya hungry." he said as he scooped up the little girl and stepped into the hallway. Ryback stepped out from around the corner, and Claire hid her face in Dean's neck.. Not at Ryback, but at the man with him. Because that was the very same man that kept scaring her mommy, trying to grab her.
Dean knew somehow, almost the exact second that Claire's head went down, that something scared her. She was that much like her mom.
"Hey.. Ya okay?"
"Uh uh daddy.. That man.. He the one who keep tryna take me from momma." Claire said as she pointed. Dean stared down the man and glared.
"Nice to see ya again ya bastard." Dean said as he recognized the guy as one who'd always hated him or competed with him. He could only guess what happened, now.
And he somehow had no doubt in his mind that this sick bastard standing beside Ryback and directly in front of him, somehow used Meggy's leaving with their kid to his advantage, only Meggy rejected him, most likely, leaving the man bitter and angry, with a score to settle.
Dean popped his knuckles, rolled his shoulders and said calmly, "Claire? Dad needs ya to go down the hallway and back into the secret room. Do not come out until I come and get ya. Lock the door."
"Daddy... He hurt you!"
"No, pixie.. He's about to get hurt. Go, now, damn it." Dean said through gritted teeth in a commanding voice. He was learning that that tone of voice worked wonders with Claire. Not that she was a bad kid or anything, but occasionally, if she acted up, he liked knowing that all he had to do was give her a certain look and that tone of voice, and he didn't have to fear laying a hand on her, or how his temper tended to take over if he had to get physical.
Claire took off at a run.. But she knew that the man with the one she was scared of was gonna jump in, he had last time when her auntie Kaitlyn and her auntie AJ's boyfriend Dolph and Big E, another man named Corey Graves tried to fight him, keep him from leaving with her.
So, she did what any little girl who loved their father more than anything would do.. She went for reinforcements.. She knew her Uncle Seth and her Uncle Roman were just down the hall, talking to someone.
She ran in as if her hair were on fire and tugged at Seth's cargo pants pocket until he looked down. "Claire, what in Christ are you doing wandering around back here alone?"
"Daddy need help. Now. He told me to go to the secret room.. But I come here first." Claire said as she pointed a chubby index finger down the hallway where the noises of an all out brawl could be heard.
Roman looked at Seth and Seth picked up Claire then said "I'm gonna take you to the secret room. Do not let anybody in, unless they do the knock, or you hear one of us, or your dad talking to you."
Claire nodded, about to cry, scared to death. But deep down, she knew that her daddy wasn't letting the other man take her again, so she sat in the secret room, coloring while the fight raged on up and down the hallway.
Dean growled as he found a chair and folded it, slammed it into the other man's rib cage.
"How's that feel, motherfucker?"
"Why the fuck do you even care, Ambrose?"
"Because that's my fucking kid in there. And the next time you so much as breathe around her, I swear to Christ, there won't be anywhere safe. Come at me again.. Bring your boys, sunshine because I faced all of ya before, I don't fuckin mind doing it again."
"Awww.. So mr. hardass is turnin into a candyass." the other man chided as he slipped in a kick to the ribs. Dean coughed, staggered but quickly got airborne and managed to get the man with a flying elbow drop.
Seth and Roman immediately dove into the fight. All they knew was that Claire, because she was Dean's daughter, was one of them now. And they protected their own.
Roman speared Ryback and started to pound on his face as he growled at him and Seth grabbed one of the other men who'd come with the two of them, slamming his head into a beam in the hallway of the building over and over.
Finally, backstage security got wind of what was going on and came, breaking it up, throwing two of the three men out of the building.
Ryback got thrown out for the night moments later and Dean smirked as he called out, "Bring 'em all, god damn it.. Because I don't give a fuck.. I'll fucking take all of you. Noone fucks with my kid. Get the word out to the rest of the sons of bitches."
Roman grabbed Dean, and he and Seth and Dean helped each other down the hallway. Smirking, Dean said calmly, "I fuckin knew when I heard Claire talkin about Rob.. I fuckin knew it'd be him."
"How?"
"Because the son of a bitch used to stalk Meggy. He even tried to slip her a mickey one night, but I saw and took his ass out in the parking lot."
"Yet you and Meggy fight like cats and dogs all the time.. Dean, explain what universe this whole thing makes sense in?"
"Look.. You two don't get it.. I get her, man.. She gets me.. It's like.. We're destructive, we know we're no good for one another, but we always find our way back. I wanna fuckin choke her now though.. She coulda fuckin told me it was that motherfucker." Dean swore angrily, as they knocked on the door of the secret room.
Claire listened, alert. She didn't hear the fighting anymore, so she called out, "Who better? Megadeth or Metallica?"
Dean smirked. That was sort of this father / daughter safe code..
"Metallica. Mustaine's a fuckin pussy. It's dad, pixie."
"Kay! Gimme sec."
Claire ran over to the door and climbed up Dean's leg, wincing at the blood and cuts, scrapes on her father. She growled, her bright blue eyes clouding with anger. "I kill him!"
Seth tried his best not to laugh and Roman groaned as he shook his head and leaning in to Seth whispered, "Okay then... You win, Rollins.. The pixie is a mini Dean Ambrose. Right down to the temper."
"I told you, did I not? She fuckin bit Maddox last week because he went for the cupcake in catering, the last one, at the same time she did."
"So that's why that little wimp had to go to the medic and get his hand bandaged." Roman queried as Seth chuckled and said "Dude.. If Punk hadn't pried her mouth off his hand.."
"What'd Ambrose do?"
"They had a staredown for about ten minutes, then he calmly but firmly told her not to bite anyone else. I figured he'd beat her, lose his shit and that'd be the end of father daughter time, but somehow, man.."
"What'd she do when he did that?"
"She cowered down a little and started to cry, then said she was sorry. Then she went and apologized to Brad. But told him she wouldn't have bitten him if he'd kept his mouth off her cupcakes.
Roman chuckled and then said "Well, I mean kids do go through the biting phase.. But I think he's honestly scared to actually lay a hand on her, because he's afraid his anger.. He'll go too far."
"Yeah, that's what I figure." Seth muttered as they laughed a little and watched Claire walking around the room, finding rags and going to the bathroom attached, wetting them.
"Clean it off, daddy.. Blood nasty."
Dean chuckled and then said calmly, "In other words.. Ya scared of it."
"Noooo. It disgusting. And it scare me cause it on you. Not somebody else."
"Oh.. So it does scare ya?" Dean teased her, smirking as her face scrunched up into the mirror image of one of his 'what the fuck' scowls.
"Let's go get food." he said as he picked her up, walked down the hall to catering. He wasn't saying anything, but tonight scared him a lot more than he thought something like that would.