Camille had avoided Dean for the rest of the European Tour. She just couldn't bear and face him, she was afraid of that ugly side possessing her body again. As soon as the fight between her and Dean escalated to its peak, she decided to go back to the hotel room she was staying in, pack her belongings and share a room with The Bellas. Seth had convinced her to stay and work things out with Dean, but Camille just couldn't dare look at him in the eyes. For the rest of the week, Seth and Roman had tried to keep an eye on Dean, just to make sure that he doesn't do anything stupid. Dean thought that he shouldn't be watched on like some child, but Seth and Roman insisted that he need to be kept on track.
After the fight with Camille, Dean tried to put all his time and attention on wrestling and just performing his ass off on the house shows. He was still getting his head wrapped around how Camille could ever go so low and personal. How dare Camille talk about his absent father? He swore if this conversation would have lead to Camille talking some serious smack about his mother that Camille would ended up in a hospital. Dean knew once they made it back to the states that, they were going to confront one another and to make matters worse, they were going to have three encounters on RAW this week… and they're supposed to act aggressive towards one another, which won't help one another backstage.
"Alright Camille, you're going to hit him on the back with a steel chair. When he's on his knees, you will grab the bottom of his chin and kiss him hard." Stephanie McMahon instructed to the eighteen year old as she stood there watching Stephanie instruct.
"Alright, it is supposed to look like I hate him?" Camille asked with anger in her voice.
"Do whatever makes your character feel realistic. You want to look like you want to be with him, but you can't stand him at the same time." Stephanie explained, trying to give Camille an idea of how she would like to approach this segment.
Camille just stood there and smiled evily as she imagined Dean Ambrose on his knees in pain after being hit with the steel chair.
"So, what we discussed on was that you come barging in to the Diva's locker room. All the Divas are afraid and run away, but Camille is the one on that stand there, looking directly at you. You grab Camille by the wrist, and without hesitation, you kiss her hard for about 15 seconds and you throw her hard on the ground as possible, smile to yourself in a twisted, sadistic way, feeling your lips and walk away from the locker room." Hunter instructed to the exoteric member of The Shield, as Dean tried to role play the scene on his mind, muttering to himself.
"I think I got it. So basically, be a prick to her?" Dean asked Hunter, just to make sure he had the right thing going on.
"Whatever makes your character feel real, just don't go against the script and this should be a good segment." Hunter told Dean as Dean smirked to himself at the thought of Camille being pushed to the ground.
The Shield was already in the ring and they have already discussed about not being able to be stopped, and showed the photos of the victims that were triple Powerbomb-ed by The Shield. Dean once again has the mic.
"There is something that I really have to get out of my chest. Last week on Smackdown, there was one blonde that thought it would be so cute, if she was ringside in my match. Honestly, she had to be some blonde if she thought I had to be serious. No one should even dare to be ringside when The Shield is lurking around. Camille Michaels, I find it so cute how you were going along with the group, raising your fist towards The Shield, looking at the destruction we caused with The Undertaker. You must have thought you were so cool, mocking us and making us up to me some sort of joke. I dare you to do it again-"
Camille's theme, 'Off with Her Head' by Icon for Hire interrupted what Dean was trying to get across. Dean's head slowly turned to the side of the ramp and cringed at the nerve that Camille is out there. Seth stood there smiling like it was adorable that a Diva as going to make an attempt to put them in their places and Roman just stood there curious about what Camille was going to say. Camille walked out there in black heels, blue faded jeans and a black cotton bra that really embraced her figure. Her theme slowly fades away as Camille began to speak.
"Dean, every time I hear you talk, my mind doesn't say 'what a powerful and inspirational leader', it says 'Camille you should have persuade Rollins over Ambrose'." Camille slammed at The Shield as it got some cheers and laughs from the WWE Universe.
Dean stood there with a cold glare, piercing at Camille. Seth Rollins stood there and laughed at Camille, "Wow! You got jokes today?-"
"Yeah I do!" Camille quickly interjected, as she scratched her head in pondering, "To be quite honest, I'd rather risked my chances at persuading Brad Maddox like I did at Hell in the Cell."
Roman rolled his eyes, annoyed at Camille, "You're just trying stooping us down to your level. Camille, you're nothing but a waste of The Shield's time. You're just a lost little girl that can't get over her crush."
Camille stood there and smiled to herself, "I don't know, Roman. Ever since I came out here, Dean has been very quiet and not as vocal than what he normally is. What happened Ambrose, cat finally got your tongue?" Camille teased as she smiled at him sarcastically.
Dean finally made eye contact with Camille and began speaking, trying to be the voice of reason, "You honestly think I care about what you think, Camille? I gave you the steel chair on Smackdown last week was that I figured you wanted revenge and I was right, you wanted revenge! But, then you go as low as mocking The Shield? You must have some nerve-"
Camille interrupted Dean midsentence again, "After hooking up with you, I think we can both agree what I have some nerve." Camille said to Dean's face as she finally made her way to the ring.
"Camille, I know what this all is. You're in love with me. Everyone knows that once you go Ambrose, that there's no turning back. That there will be no one else that can compare to me, but Camille; there are many women that are better than you. Women like you are all the same, but you Camille, you're trash." Dean dropped the mic and The Shield walked out of the ring and into the fans. Camille just stood there angry and glaring at The Shield, mostly Dean, who was cockily mouthing things to her, the one comment that the microphone caught was 'it's true.'
Camille was backstage and she was very looking forward to her and Dean's second encountering of the night. The first encountering was good and she wanted to live up to the expectations in the next one. The next encountering was going to take in the hallway, near the electrical room. When Camille got there, Dean was just done doing his push-ups. Dean stood up and glared at Camille, who tried to keep her distance. Dean was on one side of the wall and Camille was on the other side of the wall, looking at each other directly with glares.
"So, are you going to apologize?" Dean asked her in a cold tone, breaking the silence between the pair.
"For what? The things I said about your dad?" Camille asked him in a serious tone, finally making eye contact with him.
"I honestly, don't give a shit about that bastard. I'm mostly upset how you think that your dad is doing this to protect you. That he's meddling in your life and who you can be friends with. I don't get why you're going along with what he thinks is right for you." Dean wanted to know why Camille wasn't taking a stand for herself.
"First off, I am apologizing for my horrible attitude in France and second, I'm just afraid of standing up for myself. I don't want to lose my dad's acceptance in me." Camille answered to Dean, looking down on the ground.
Dean approaches Camille and lifts her chin so he can look into her eyes, "The part of growing up is to get into fights with your parents. I've been doing it ever since elementary school." Dean slightly chuckled.
Camille stood there charmed about Dean, before seeing the camera guy here, ready to take their segment.
"Camera guy's here, remember your part?" Camille asked him.
Dean nodded his head cockily before Camille standing by the camera guy ready for her scene.
"And action!" The camera guy exclaimed.
Dean was doing pushups, preparing for the tag match tonight. Dean gets back up and rubs his hands together. Camille comes from behind and hits the steel chair against Dean's back as he collapses to his knees in pain. Camille gets in front of him and holds his chin aggressively and kisses him hardly. Camille releases Dean and mouths 'it's true' before leaving. Dean was touching his lips in confusion at what just happened.
"Cut! That was great!" The camera guy exclaimed as him and the crew went away. Camille rushed and helped Dean up, who was still touching his lips.
Camille giggled at Dean's facial expression, "That was good." Dean commented on the segment.
"I know it was. Such a good actor, Ambrose." Camille complimented Dean as she walked away.
"Thanks," Dean replied as he continued to feel his lips. He could still feel Camille's lips on them.
The last backstage segment of the night was the one before the main event match. Camille was in the locker room with The Bellas, who will be the witnesses of the segment.
"You're so lucky to be kissing Dean Ambrose twice in one night." Brie Bella told Camille as she smirked.
"It is just a kiss. It won't get any further than that." Camille replied to Brie like it was no big deal at all.
"Honestly, what we all want to know… is he a good kisser?" Nikki asked Camille, curiously as she got up-close to her face, waiting to hear all the details.
"I don't know Nikki, why don't you find out for yourself." Camille sarcastically told Nikki.
"I don't think John would be too thrilled about that." Nikki replied, referring to her boyfriend, and WWE Champion, John Cena.
"I thought so." Camille jokily retorted as they Divas heard the door open to see Dean, Seth, Roman and the camera crew.
"Alright, we have ten minutes before the main event. So, let's do this quick." The camera guy said, holding the camera to his eye. "And action!" And with those words, everyone got into their places.
Camille was with The Bella Twins backstage talking. "I can't believe she fell for that." Camille commented in a snobby way.
Nikki flipped her hair to the side, "It's actually kind of sad that she actually thinks that some guy would like her."
"Nikki…" Brie paused. "Honestly, if there has to be one us to be Diva's Champion, it's going to be Camille. I mean look at her…" Brie paused again to look at Camille and all of Camille. The beauty, the brains, every part of Camille was perfect. "I swear if I wasn't a Bella Twin, I would want to look exactly like Camille Michaels."
"Thanks, Brie. And if I wasn't Camille Michaels, I would want to look like you… or Nikki. Whatever one is taller..." Camille snickered to herself as the three heard a door slam open aggressively. Camille thought it was either AJ or Kaitlyn. The Bellas started to back away, much to Camille annoyance. "What's going on, ladies?" Camille turns around and Dean Ambrose is standing inches away from her. Camille rises up from the bench she was sitting on and looks directly into Dean's eyes. Dean quickly grabs Camille's right wrist and without hesitation, he kisses her hard. Camille wanted to kiss back, but she had to follow the storyline and pretend that she didn't see this coming. Camille counted the seconds and knew it was supposed to be 15 seconds, but Dean didn't release the kiss. Camille tried waving her left hand to grab his attention, but Dean was into the kiss.
"Let go." Camille whispered, trying to tell Dean to end the segment, while still holding on to the kiss.
Dean rolled his eyes, and then releases the hold, when he pushed Camille to the ground. Dean turned his way to the door as he smirked in a sadistic, twisted way and walked out the door, feeling his lips. As soon as Dean left, The Bellas came back and tried to pick up Camille, asking her if she was okay and Camille didn't know the answer to that, but she knew that the kiss was supposed to be 15 seconds and not 30 seconds.
"Cut!" The camera guy said as him and the crew went away.
"What tells me that was off script?" Brie made the assumption.
"Because it was." Camille confirmed to Brie, frozen.
"That was so off script right?" Stephanie asked her husband as she looked at the television of the segment that took place.
Hunter looked at the television pondering before answering his wife's question, "No, it was done perfectly." He lied to her, inside his mind, Dean went off script with a 30 second kiss, but Dean Ambrose has a bright future in this company and Hunter didn't want to say anything that could jeopardize this storyline.
Stephanie smiled to herself; the Camille-Dean pairing was something that she was waiting to do for a while. But, somehow, she knew that they had feelings for one another. She believed that this storyline was going to make them closer than ever. Watching the segment was making Stephanie ship Dean and Camille, she felt like a teenager again, wanting her two favorite characters come together and become a couple. She felt like she was watching one of those TV shows with the good, head cheerleader type of girl and with the unpredictable, misunderstood, fearless bad boy's love being shown for the world to see.
Camille was in the Divas Locker Room by herself. She was wondering why Dean went off script. Was this just to get back at her from France? If it was, then she deserved it because she was a total bitch. Then, she started to think about what Dean told her about growing up and taking a stand for herself and in some strange way, he was right. She needed to take a stand and find out the truth, even if it might be not what she wanted to hear. Camille grabbed her iPhone from her bag and dialed the number of the man she needed to talk to.
"Dad, we need to talk." Camille said.
A/N: Oh seems like Camille is finally going to talk to her dad… or isn't she? Well hoped you enjoyed that! I just wanted to thank ALL of you who have been commenting on this story or even fave-ing it! It means a lot to me and you're the reason why I write! Comment, Follow, Fave or wait for the next chapter. This chapter's title is called Just a Kiss and it is by Lady Antebellum!