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Seven

"Wait, you said what?!"

Dean cringed slightly as Roman's voice bellowed throughout the living room, the older man staring at him as if he had three heads. He lowered his gaze from his best friend's, choosing to stare at the simple pattern of the onsie Ethan wore while nestled in his arms.

"Dean, tell me you're fuckin joking!"

"Um I wish I could."

Seth laughed loudly and shook his head as he walked into the room, placing a bottle of water in front of Dean before plopping down on the couch next to him. "Dude, you're a dumbass."

"A dumbass that's going to get shanked by my wife when she finds out what you did."

Dean groaned and tilted his head backwards, staring into the ceiling. He and Alexandria were back in Tampa from their brief romantic getaway and it was safe to say the elation the two of them experienced while away was no more. Dean simply couldn't wrap his mind around how quickly things went sour between him and Alexandria but he knew he had nobody to blame but himself.

"I know I fucked up. You two don't have to remind me."

"Oh no. Fucking up is you forgetting her birthday or some shit. This is beyond fucking up dude."

"I was scared and caught off guard! I didn't know what to do or say!"

"Anything would've been better than what you said! The girl that puts up with your issues and quirks tells you she loves you and you say-"

"Right back at cha," Seth interrupted with a chuckle. His laughter intensified as Dean flipped him the bird.

"What were you thinking? Hell were you even thinking?"

Dean exhaled and stood, walking towards the baby bassinet sitting in the living room and laying Ethan down next to Isaiah who was busy entertaining himself with his teething ring. He felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and pulled it out. His voice contorted in confusion when an unknown number flashed across his scree and ignored the call.

Dean turned to face his two best friends and shrugged. "I mean..I…fuckin panicked. Is that what you two want to hear?"

"Clearly you panicked. Our question is why did you? You had to know that this day was coming where Alex would profess her love for you. Hell anybody could see it all across her face how she feels about you."

Dean stuffed his hands inside his pockets. "You two wouldn't understand."

"Well make us understand." Roman pointed to the seat Dean previously occupied, silently ordering him to sit.

Seth and Roman watched as Dean dejectedly sat on the couch, running a hand through his unruly stringy hair. The Cincinnati native really didn't want to pour out his heart to his best friends but he knew they wouldn't judge him. They had come to terms with the type of person he was and accepted him for all his wonderful traits and horrible flaws. But it still felt weird as hell talking about his feelings for Alexandria when they should've been discussing sports or something similar.

"I'm not used to people telling me they love me. Hell I don't even know the last time I heard somebody say that word to me while they were sober and not trying to get laid by me. And you're right Rollins, I've known for a while Lex has been in love with me. There's no denying our feelings for one another are intense. But to hear her say that added with the way she was looking at me as if I was the man of her dreams freaked me the fuck out."

"But why?"

"Because nobody loves me. My own father didn't love me that's why he left before I learned how to walk. My own mother didn't love me and she made sure to tell me that multiple times. Now I have this wonderful, amazing woman here who can have anybody she wants and yet she wants me and loves me. Like this has to be a sick fucking joke."

Roman shook his head. "It's not a joke. Alex is in love with you. She gave up her relationship with Alyssa for you. She's at odds with her father because of the way he treats you. Damn, she even got on stage in front of a bunch of strangers and gave you a strip tease. If that's not love Ambrose, I don't know what is."

"Do you love Lex, Dean?" Seth asked.

"It's not that simple."

Seth exhaled and Roman tossed his hands in the air. "Fuck you mean it's not that simple?"

"I mean deep down inside I know I do. I know she's the only woman for me and nobody else will compare to her. But whenever I think about telling her, I start panicking. My breathing becomes difficult, I start breaking out into a cold sweat. Like I just can't bring myself to say those words yet. Hell, I've never said those words before."

Seth and Roman shared a look before focusing their attention back to Dean. "Wait, you never loved anybody before?"

"Hell I've never been in a relationship before. How the hell do you expect me to be in love?" Dean dragged his hands over his face. "All of this is new to me you know? I didn't mean to hurt Alex. I never want to hurt her but I was definitely at a loss of words and just said the first thing that came to mind."

Roman's scowl disappeared as he sympathetically looked at Dean. Sometimes he forgot how much of a novice his best friend was when it came to was bound to fuck up from time to time but it was never his intent to treat his girlfriend harshly. Although Roman was upset with Dean for the way he handled things with Alexandria, he finally understood why he reacted the way he did and uncovered a truth Dean tried so desperately to hide.

He was afraid.

He feared Alexandria potentially leaving him (despite her insistence that she never would). He feared pushing her away because of his own actions. And he was truly afraid that her love would disintegrate after being with him for so long. As a wrestler, Dean was conditioned to never be afraid of taking risks whether it was in the ring or with his promo work because it could potentially help his career. But when it came to matters of the heart, the idea petrified him.

"Have you told Alex what you just told us?"

"She won't even answer my calls. Not that I can blame her." Dean shook his head and sighed. "I would've rather she lashed out at me and call me every damn name in the book. But instead, she's been giving me the silent treatment since that night. The look in her eye when I didn't say it back damn near tore me apart."

"Dude you have to talk to her. She thinks you may not feel the same way about her like she feels about you which is a woman's worst nightmare. Let her know that you do care about her but you just need some time to verbally express your feelings because it's not easy for you," Seth advised. "Hell she can't expect you to be the perfect boyfriend in your first relationship and I'm sure she'll understand."

"Seth's right. You have to talk to her before we go back on the road. That way your head won't be focused on your personal life and you can focus in the ring."

A skeptical look crossed Dean's face. "I'll see what I can do."

"Don't see what you can do. Fix it. And do it quickly because once Alyssa and Naomi find out what happened, they're going to plot your death and hatch a plan to get away with it," Roman warned him. He reached inside the playpen and picked up Isaiah before heading into the kitchen to find his bottle.

"Fine I'll fix it. Just keep your shank wielding better half away from me," Dean requested. He turned to face Seth, raising a brow. "For somebody that's not in a relationship you sure do have a lot of advice."

"Well I've had girlfriends before Dean so I kinda know what to do and not do so they can remain happy."

"Yet you piss off Alani every single chance you get," Roman added from his spot in the kitchen. He chuckled as his son greedily sucked from the bottle while trying to snatch the item from his hand.

"I guess that's his way of flirting with her because I heard they shared a moment at the Rumble."

Seth rolled his brown orbs and scoffed. Memories of him and Alani talking in the hotel courtyard appeared in his mind and made his smile slightly falter. He hadn't seen her outside of work since that night and he couldn't help but wonder how she was doing after seeing Randy with his girlfriend. Seth knew he shouldn't care so much about her emotional well being but he just couldn't remove the thought from his mind.

"I just love how the rumor mill exaggerates every fucking thing. We did not share a moment with one another. She's still acting as if she hates me anyway."

"Oh no. I don't think that's an act. She can't stand your ass man," Dean said causing Roman to chuckle. Seth dismissively waved Dean off.

"Anyway I thought you were too focused on your career to care how she feels about you."

"I am. But I mean there's nothing wrong with flirting here and there. It's all harmless really."

"Well it better remain that way. I heard she's involved with someone," Roman added.

"Really? I wonder who."

Roman shrugged his shoulders as he entered the living room. He chuckled as Isaiah tried to grip his loose hair, giggling. The father handed the baby to Dean who awkwardly grabbed him before he passed him to Seth. Seth's face twisted in confusion as he silently prayed Isaiah wouldn't start screaming at the top of his lungs since he wasn't being held by his father anymore.

"Yeah somebody on the roster is the rumor that's going around. Nobody knows who though. Apparently she's quiet and keeps to herself."

Seth bit his tongue to stop himself from blurting out the identity of Alani's secret beau. He didn't even have concrete evidence that his suspicion was true and was merely going off of a gut feeling. Nonetheless, he didn't feel comfortable spilling Alani's business to his friends since he felt that wasn't his place to do so.

Instead, Seth shrugged his shoulders and reclined in his spot on the couch, laying Isaiah on his chest. "Like I said I'm just merely having fun teasing Alani nothing more than that. So whoever her man is doesn't have to worry about me trying to steal his woman away from him," he told his friends before picking up his cell phone with his free hand and scrolling through his text messages.


"Hey, are you okay?"

Alyssa briefly glanced away from the traffic in front of her towards Naomi who was sitting in the passenger seat. She flashed her a quick smile before turning back around.

"I'm good."

"You sure? Because you've been kinda quiet this entire ride. Is everything okay?"

Memories of her minor freak out moment in her and Roman's hotel room the night of the Rumble flashed through Alyssa's mind. The incident had replayed multiple times since that night and she was still feeling unsettled about everything although Roman hadn't pressed her to tell him what was wrong. "Everything's good. Just thinking about some things."

"I see," Naomi said with a nod. "Well did you want to talk about it? I know we haven't talked like we used to since I'm busy with work and you're busy with the boys but I'm always here to listen."

Alyssa turned into the parking lot of Alexandria's apartment building and quickly found a park. She turned the engine off and faced Naomi.

"Well now that you mention it, I was wondering if you could help me."

"Help you with what?"

Alyssa exhaled softly and nervously bit her bottom lip. She had been considering her next plan of action to help her gain the shape she once had and her solution, while effective, was something she had no idea about and needed help with. "I was looking to start exercising and was wondering if you could help me get started. You know the only cardio I ever did was walking through the mall and spending money I didn't have."

"Exercise?" Naomi's brow crinkled in confusion. "Girl what the hell are you exercising? You're like a size 2!"

Alyssa stopped herself from rolling her eyes at Naomi's reaction and subconsciously wrapped her arms around her body. Of course her friend would react like that once she heard the mother's request. "I just need a hobby to keep me busy when I'm home so I won't go on shopping sprees. And I figured this would be a productive way to stay busy," Alyssa stated, hiding the true reason behind her newfound interest in hitting the gym.

Naomi continued to stare at Alyssa in silence causing her friend to squirm underneath her gaze. The diva had a feeling deep in her stomach that Alyssa was holding back something but she didn't want to push her too much. Whatever issues the woman was going through would soon come to light and Naomi would make sure she was there to help her.

"Well exactly what did you need help with? Finding a gym? Finding exercise DVDs? Or trying to decide what workouts you should do?"

"I guess everything," Alyssa replied with a chuckle. "I haven't worked out in years so I wouldn't know where to begin."

The two women climbed out of Alyssa's car and slammed the door shut before making their way towards Alexandria's apartment complex. "Well I can help you. Just let me know exactly what you want to work on."

Alyssa nodded her head in response as they approached Alexandria's apartment and knocked on the door. It swung open a few seconds later revealing a red eyed Alexandria.

"What the fuck is wrong?" Alyssa asked, her demeanor quickly switching to protective big cousin mode. She brushed past Alexandria and walked into the apartment, throwing her purse on the kitchen table.

"What are you two doing here?"

"Remember we're supposed to go to lunch. We made plans before you left for your trip so we can catch up," Naomi reminded her.

Alexandria sighed and softly closed the door. She trudged towards her sofa and plopped down, hanging her head low. "I forgot all about that. Can we reschedule or something?"

"Well that's not a problem. But we're not leaving until you tell us why it looks like you've been crying since you got back to town."

"Maybe because I have."

Naomi and Alyssa glanced at one another, silently realizing that Alexandria's mood must've had something to do with Dean. Naomi walked into the kitchen to grab something to drink for the three of them while Alyssa took a seat next to Alexandria. She tossed her arm over her shoulder and pulled her close.

"What happened?"

"I'm so stupid. Shit, I'm so damn stupid!"

"Don't say that shit. Now what happened? Is it Dean?"

At the mention of the auburn haired man's name, Alexandria resumed sobbing loudly, burying her head in the crook of Alyssa's neck. The makeup artist's jaw twitched as she soothingly rubbed Alexandria's back in a circular motion. Naomi and Alyssa remained quiet as Alexandria continued to cry on Alyssa's shoulder. They didn't know exactly what happened between the couple but Alyssa did know if Dean hurt her cousin in anyway, she was going to break his fuckin jaw.

"Alex, we can't help if you don't tell us what happened," Naomi said after a few minutes.

Alexandria sniffled as she shook her head. "I don't know if it can be fixed."

"Well how about you talk to us and then we'll see."

Alexandria sighed before tucking her leg underneath her booty, running a hand through her unruly hair. "I..Well..I…I told Dean I loved him."

"That's a good thing right?" Naomi probed with a tiny smile. She turned to look at Alyssa who kept her same neutral expression. "I mean we all knew you two loved each other for a while we were just waiting for you two to say it."

"See that's the thing. I'm the only one who said it."

Naomi's smile fell. "What?"

"So what did Dean say after you told him?"

Alexandria glanced up towards the ceiling to stop the tears from rolling down her face once again. The words replayed in her mind as her bottom lip quivered. "Right back at cha."

"Naw, Dean didn't say that goofy shit. I refuse to believe that," Naomi said.

An uncomfortable silence filled the room as Alyssa and Naomi digested the information. They waited for Alexandria to tell them she was playing a joke on them but she never did. Instead she just blew her nose into her crumpled piece of Kleenex.

"Well believe it because he said it. And that's a direct quote by the way."

"I'm going to kill him," Alyssa calmly declared.

"Lyssa-"

"Don't Lyssa me Naomi. He has to die. I'll make sure I'm not caught and I can find a secluded place to dump the body."

"Let's just-"

"Ethan and Isaiah will be out of a God Father but they don't know him well enough so he can easily be replaced."

"Now wait a minute. Before you start picking out your murder weapon of choice, let's talk about this. I'm sure there's more to the story than him simply saying, 'Right back at cha,' and leaving it at that," Naomi insisted. "I mean we've all seen how Dean looks at you, we've heard how he gushes about you, and he treats you like a queen. That man adores you Alex."

"He doesn't adore me enough to tell me he loves me. I mean maybe I could've done it at a better time ya'know. Having sex in the backseat of a town car is not the most ideal place to declare your love for someone at. But it was just the look on his face after I said it. It was like he was shocked I would say something like that. Like the thought of being in love with me was terrifying."

"I mean, that's not surprising at all though is it really?" Naomi held up her hands when Alexandria's head whipped around to stare at her. "Just hear me out Lex. Dean has always been weird about relationships. He didn't have the loving upbringing that you had, even if your parents were too damn controlling. So to hear somebody he cares about say those words, words he has rarely heard himself or said to somebody else, he probably was scared out of his mind and didn't know how to react."

"I just thought, I would be different. I've told Dean numerous times I would never leave him and he is the only man I want. I thought his insecurities would've been put to rest by now."

"Sometimes it's not that easy. I know when Ro and I first got together it was hard for me to trust him because of shit I went through with Justin. It took me a long time to embrace the happiness I felt by being with Roman and not worry about things possibly going downhill. And once I finally did, yes it was gratifying but I was still terrified," Alyssa said with a chuckle. "Yet Roman has been patient with me and helped me these past few years. And little by little my fear has dissipated. You need to do the same thing for Dean."

"I know but-"

"But nothing Alex. Lemme ask you a question. Do you think Dean would've stayed with you for an entire year and continuously dote on you, plan this elaborate trip to celebrate your anniversary and not give a damn about you? Hell, this man scaled the side of your parents' house last year to win you back. Does that seem like the actions of a man that isn't in love with you? There's no doubt in my mind he loves you but maybe he's afraid to tell you."

Alexandria exhaled and reached for more tissue, blowing her nose. Alyssa's words swirled through her mind as she reminisced about the past year. All the times Dean's face lit up whenever she walked into the room. The time they stayed up to the wee hours of the morning binge watching his old matches as he told her stories about his days in the indy circuit. Or the time when he tried to eat the chitlins she cooked for Thanksgiving, despite the disgusted expression on his face whenever he took a bite. The memories they shared after reconciling last May were nothing short of wonderful. Yet here she was doubting Dean's feelings for her after one night compared to the past twelve months.

"I fucked up didn't I?" Alexandria asked with a slight shake of her head

"No. You simply reacted how any woman would've," Naomi said with a tiny smile. "I'm pretty sure I would've slapped Jimmy upside his head if he didn't tell me he loved me after I said it."

"And Roman's clothes would've been tossed in the street if he pulled that shit on me," Alyssa added, making the three friends laugh. "Have you talked to Dean?"

Alexandria diverted her gaze making Alyssa smack her lips. "Girl, talk to him and hear him out. I'm sure this can all be fixed. You two went through too much to even let this come between you."

Alexandria nodded and smiled. "Thanks for listening. If Cameron was here, she would've been trying to find me a new boyfriend before I finished the story," she stated with a roll of her eyes.

"No problem. Ambrose is a lot like me. He means well. His execution at times just needs some tweaking. Just gotta be patient with him." Alyssa stood up and pulled her cousin to her feet. "In the mean time, you need to get in the shower and bathe. You stink and you're violating my nostrils."

"Oh fuck you tramp. I dealt with your pregnant ass farting all the damn time for months," Alexandria said as she made her way towards her bathroom.


Seth winced as he gingerly walked backstage, passing a few workers and wrestlers, tilting his head in greeting. He loved his job but there were times when performing night after night and putting his all into every one of his matches took a toll on his body. However, now was not the time to complain. It was Monday which meant another sold out crowd was at the arena, ready for another show of Raw. Seth as usual was on the card but before his match, he was scheduled for a backstage interview with Alani.

He swallowed awkwardly as thoughts of Alani swarmed his brain. He was surprised he hadn't ran into the backstage interviewer and once again he couldn't help but wonder about her wellbeing. Seth knew he shouldn't care. But for some inexplainable reason he had this innate desire to make sure she was okay.

Seth rounded the corner, his chocolate brown orbs landing directly on Alani. She was busy talking to one of the writers from the creative team, her back facing him. He took the time to observe her appearance. Her curvy frame was dressed in a flattering turquoise blue dress, brown cognac heels on her feet. Her hair was curled to perfection and her plump lips were coated with gloss. Just a reminder that Alani was in fact one of the most beautiful women that worked for WWE. Seth shook his head, snapping himself out of the trance he was in. He cleared his throat loudly, grabbing the attention of Alani and the writer as he walked towards them.

"Sorry if I'm late."

"No problem Seth, I was just briefly going over a few minor script changes with Alani," Derrick, the writer, told him.

Seth nodded his head and turned his attention to Alani. He felt a weird fluttering sensation in the pit of his stomach when he caught a hint of a tiny smile on her face.

"Ok. Let's get this done."

For the next 15 minutes, Seth and Alani went ahead and recorded their interview segment, having to stop only a couple of times to make any adjustments. Seth was definitely improving on the mic with each segment that passed and he also felt extremely comfortable with Alani. The two of them had an on screen chemistry that he didn't have with any of the other backstage interviewers, a certain spark that captivated audiences. There wasn't any awkward pauses between the two and she played off him so well which allowed both of them to shine during the segments and make management extremely proud of their work.

Once the interview ended, Derrick quickly left to tend to a matter with another wrestler, leaving Alani and Seth alone. Awkwardness filled the air as the two stood in the corridor, not knowing what to say with the other.

"How have you been? Haven't seen you since the Smackdown taping," Seth commented.

"I've been okay I guess. You?"

"Can't complain."

Alani nodded her head as her cell phone vibrated in her hand. She glanced down at the display, catching glimpse of a text from Randy. She locked her phone.

"So I'm glad I ran into you. I wanted to apologize."

"For what?"

Alani ran a hand through her hair nervously, switching her weight from one foot to the other. Ever since her run in with Seth the night of the Rumble, the way she acted towards him weighed heavily on her mind. For the first time in months, Seth acted like a decent human being towards her and she snapped at him. Despite the times he tormented her in the past, she knew he didn't deserve the way she reacted and she simply couldn't let another day go by without addressing the situation.

"I shouldn't have snapped on you like I did at the hotel. You were just trying to be helpful but I was being a bitch towards you."

Seth shrugged his shoulders. "Don't worry about it. I shouldn't have pushed. I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"I know. I still don't understand why you cared but I guess I shouldn't question it and just appreciate it."

"So are you?" Seth finally asked after another brief silence.

"Am I what?"

"Doing okay. I know it really isn't my place-"

"It's not."

"But I can't help but be concerned."

"But why?"

Seth smirked. "I'm not as much of a jackass as you think I am Alani. I can be compassionate."

Alani raised a perfectly arched brow and folded her arms across her chest. "Ok this is the second interaction we've had where you've called me by my real name. You're actually being nice towards me and haven't made any snide and lewd comments either. Who the fuck are you and what have you done with Seth Rollins?"

"Isn't this what you wanted? Didn't you want me to start treating you like a human being instead of a piece of meat?"

"Well yeah but-"

Seth chuckled as he stepped closer to Alani. He gazed at her from underneath his long eyelashes, his stare intense and teasing in nature. "But what?"

Alani swallowed nervously as her pounding heartbeat echoed throughout the hallway. She bit her bottom lip and raised her head, her eyes locking onto Seth's. The look that emanated from his orbs left her speechless and breathless.

"I didn't think you would actually comply with my request. It was a little bit too easy."

Seth's smirk widened into a grin. "I think it's more to it than that."

"And what would that be?"

Seth moved closer towards Alani again, forcing the woman to move backwards in an attempt to create space between their bodies. Triumph spread across Seth's face when Alani's back ran into an equipment crate, preventing her from moving further away.

"I think you were starting to enjoy the teasing and the nicknames."

"Oh please." Alani scoffed.

"I told you it would happen sooner or later. Just admit that I'm right."

Seth spoke with an air of confidence that he often displayed with his in ring persona making Alani's stomach flip flop. She stared at Seth defiantly, unwilling to admit whether his analysis was spot on or not. As much as Seth had tormented her since the day the two met, she couldn't help the way her body was responding to him right now. Her breath came out in short pants as a nervous energy coursed through her body.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Alani's head snapped to the side at the familiar voice. Randy stood slightly behind Seth, his eyes narrowing at the sight in front of him. She inhaled quietly and mentally prepared herself for the scene the two alpha males were going to cause at work. Instead, Seth turned around and flashed Randy a cocky smile as if he wasn't phased by the interruption. The two wrestlers held a staredown with one another while Alani nervously glanced around the hallway. Although her and Randy had made up over the weekend, she was still surprised he was interacting with her at work. Nobody had a clue of what was going on between the two of them and she wanted to keep it that way.

"Ra-"

"Actually, I was about to head over to catering," Seth stated. He turned back to face Alani. "Great job earlier Ms. Matthews. I'll see you around."

With one last lingering look in her direction, Seth stepped around Randy not bothering to look at the veteran wrestler. Once he was out of her eye sight, Alani cleared her throat and ran a hand through her hair, straightening her posture.

"I should start getting ready for the show," she mumbled and turned to walk away.

Randy's hand clamping down on her arm paused her movements, making her whirl around. "So you and Rollins were looking mighty cozy. Anything you wanna tell me?"

Alani rolled her eyes. "Wait is that some jealousy I hear in your tone?"

"I'm not-"

"I hope you're about to say you're not jealous because you have no right to be. You're in a relationship Randy so if you think you can demand full disclosure from me about whether I'm fucking one of your co-workers, you're sadly mistaken and have a lot of damn nerve." She snatched her arm out of his grasp.

"Alani I was just-"

The Jersey native held up her hand, stopping Randy from finishing his statement. "I really don't want to have this conversation with you right now. I don't owe you shit. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get ready for the show. Goodbye."

Alani quickly spun on her heel and briskly walked towards the Diva's locker room away from Randy. Her chest raised rapidly, both from her quick argument with Randy and her awkward encounter with Seth.


Alexandria anxiously paced in front of her couch, glancing at her cell phone that sat on the coffee table. Before she got involved with Dean, she rarely paced. But now whenever she got nervous she couldn't stand still. It was ironic at how many traits of Dean's she inherited over the course of a year.

The past week of no contact with her boyfriend had been miserable. She missed him. She longed to have his arms wrap around her body while they slept. She missed the way her nickname rolled off his tongue. And she had an intense craving for turkey burgers all of a sudden.

The fact that Dean hadn't made an attempt to contact her sunk her further into her funk. If it wasn't for Alyssa's conversations with Roman, Alexandria wouldn't had known whether Dean was alive or not. While it appeared easy to place all the blame on him, she knew she was at fault as well.

After she didn't hear from him for the third day in a row, Alexandria should've pushed her stubbornness to the side and reached out to him. After her conversation with Alyssa and Naomi, she knew there was something more to the incident in Las Vegas and she wanted to sort things out. She wanted to lay everything out on the table and fix shit so they could go back to being the happy, horny couple they were. But they couldn't do that if neither of them made an attempt to communicate with one another.

The more time that passed without her talking to Dean, allowed more insecurities to attack her. Alexandria may not have been as immersed in the inner workings of the wrestling industry like the rest of her friends but she wasn't stupid. Dean was very attractive and the chicks loved him. Hell they loved him so much, some of them went as far to leave disturbing comments on Alexandria's social media pages once they learned she was Dean's girlfriend and she quickly learned some Dean Ambrose fan girls were a special breed of eccentric. If any of them were able to have one night of passion with him, it would make their life. As far as Alexandria knew, Dean may have been using their brief break as an opportunity to see what other fish the sea had to offer.

"No, Dean loves me," Alexandria declared, her voice quavering. Now was not the time for her to start imagining Dean cheating on her. Not after everything they had been through during their relationship. The two of them fought like hell to be together and she knew Dean wouldn't do anything to jeopardize that.

Right?

Shaking her head, Alexandria pushed the doubts from her mind and grabbed her cell phone. It was time she started acting like an adult and make the first move to fixing the rift between her and Dean. Their relationship hit a minor snag but it could be fixed. Hell it would be fixed if she had anything to say about it.

Trembling fingers pressed Dean's number to dial, keeping the phone on speaker as she sat it back down on the table. Alexandria held her breath and listened to the phone ring, her brain trying to conjure up a way to approach the subject without starting another argument as she wondered how Dean would react upon hearing from her.

However, her question wasn't answered since her call was sent to voicemail. Furrowing her brow, Alexandria ended the call and glanced at the time. Raw ended hours ago and she knew Dean was more than likely back in his hotel room, preparing for the next day. But maybe he was away from the phone which would explain why he didn't answer.

Alexandria waited ten minutes and dialed the number once more, waiting for Dean to pick up. This time the phone only rang twice before she was sent to voicemail once again. Uneasiness washed over her at the thought of Dean purposefully ignoring her calls but she brushed the idea away. Maybe his finger mistakenly hit the ignore button, she thought to herself as she walked into her bathroom to get ready for bed.

Fifteen minutes later and freshly showered, Alexandria sat on the edge of her bed in one of Dean's t-shirts, his scent invading her senses and making her miss him even more. She exhaled deeply and called Dean again. It was late and she had to be at work early the next morning. However, she just wanted to hear his raspy voice, a sound she hadn't heard in a while before she succumbed to dreamland.

But her wish remain unfulfilled as she was immediately greeted by the automated voicemail greeting.


A/N: So will Dalex ever get their shit together and talk? What the hell was all of that about between Seth/Alani? And uh oh, seems like a certain viper is starting to become a little jealous! Lemme know what you thought about this chapter and leave a review!