(A/N: Wow, I'm completely astounded by the feedback I'm getting on this story. It means the world to me, I love writing, the fact that you all seem to like this story so much amazes me but I'm really, really thankful. I'm glad there are so many who like it. Some things are gonna start to get interesting but don't worry.. There's no major drama for Jon(Dean) and Jessi right now.

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"No way in hell am I watchin this crap." Dean muttered as he shifted their sleeping daughter around in the bed, closer to the middle so she didn't roll right off. She'd almost done it earlier in the night, it'd scared the hell out of him, even if he never dared admit it. "She sleeps like a rock, Jess." he muttered as he raked some hair back out of Cloe's face, keeping it away from her mouth.

"Gets that from you, Mr. I sleep In Til Noon." Jessi admitted with a laugh as she watched him watching their daughter before clearing her throat and saying, "And yes, Jon.. You are watching this movie with me, damn it. You've never seen Top Gun and I sat through that shit fest Keanu movie."

"That movie is good, damn it."

"And so is Top Gun."

"Tom Cruise gets laid, his sidekick gets dead, yada yada yada."

Jessi threw a pillow in his direction as she walked over and said "And you have no idea why I like the movie, do you?"

"Guessing his name is Tom? Jon joked sarcastically as Jessi shook her head and said "No, dumbass.. Think.. And think really, really hard.. There is a song in this movie, Jon.. It should mean a lot to both of us.. But apparently, I'm the only one with the memory."

He sighed as he thought back, trying to get himself out of the metaphorical hole he'd gotten himself into.. Then it hit him and he smirked as he looked at her.. "The night I met ya.. In that shitty little bar.."

"Mhmm."

He leaned in closer, his lips almost touching her lips as he muttered, " Actually, babe.. You want proof that I missed ya?" as he scrolled through the music in his phone, keeping the screen hidden from her, as he hit play and the love song from the movie began to play. He stood and pulled her up, then against him laughing as he said "I was fucking completely drunk, can't actually dance for shit right now.. but I think what happened was.."

"Yeah?"

"Aww, cute.. Look at you, all shocked and shit because I actually remember." he muttered as he locked eyes with her, his hands wandering to her hips, then lower as he muttered,"Ya really shouldn't be in here, alone."

She smiled as he pulled her tighter against him, blushing, biting her lower lip as she went back to the night they met, how they met, actually..

- flashback -

He watched her body moving across the dance floor, the way the shirt fell off one shoulder, the flats she wore, the tight skinny jeans that stopped above her ankle. He didn't realize he was staring like a complete ass until Rob elbowed him and said quietly, "Man, what the hell are you lookin over there at the performing arts chicks for?"

"Dunno. Hey, get me another beer, okay?" he said as he smirked, licked his lips, leaning against the bar, thumbs in his belt loops. "Now you.. Look too damn young to be in here by yaself." he muttered as some really creepy looking guy approached her. He surveyed the scene, fist clenched, wondering if he'd get to punch the guy's face in.

He'd been watching her every night this week when she came in with her 'girls' from that arts school she went to.

Maybe tonight he'd talk to her. Get her off his mind. As soon as he thought it, he mentally kicked himself because somehow, he knew it wasn't gonna be that easy to do.

"And you're still staring, Mox."

"So fuckin what, Callahan."

"Either stop lookin over there, or .. Oh dude.. She just bathed that guy in a beer she looks too young to drink." Sami said as he turned to look, realized that Jon of course, had started shoving through the other people in the bar, tapped the girl on the shoulder, leaning down..

Jessica froze as a large rough hand went to her hip, the exposed skin where her shirt rose on one side, as his warm breath caressed her ear.. She knew who he was, sort of, she'd been seeing him in the bar, and tonight, some friends of hers, Kate and a few other girls convinced her to sneak into some thing an indy wrestling company was holding in their gymnasium.

And she was hooked.

"Ya too damn young to be in here alone." he muttered as his lips brushed her pulse, sending hot shivers down her spine. She however, remained calm, turned to face him with a smirk and blowing a bubble with her gum said casually, "I'm 18, have ya to know. Mox, right?"

He smirked as he raked his hand through his long hair. "Yeah.. What of it?"

"Saw ya tonight. Interesting."

"How the hell are ya getting drinks if ya 18?" he asked, head tilted to one side, his lips migrating closer to hers as his hand remained on her hip.

"I got my ways, Mox." she muttered as she smirked and said "Love this song."

"This crap?" he muttered as he smirked and grabbed her, pulling her completely against him, his hands boldly roaming down her sides, stopping just below her hips again. "Seen ya coming in here all week."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"And ya waited all this time to walk over, talk to me.. Hmm. See, now if I weren't already impressed by ya fight earlier. That'd be a little creepy." she muttered, leaning against him as he said with a smirk, " Ya don't hold back, do ya?"

"Not a fan of it, no."

"Good." he muttered as he leaned in, whispered clumsily, "Let's walk outside."

"Hmm.. My ma, she's always tellin me not to just leave a bar with any old body.. But strangers do have better candy.." as she winked at him and then said quietly, "I don't want you to get the wrong idea about me, I mean.. I don't really do this much.. I've just been comin in here, because I kinda been watchin ya too.. When ya set up at the gym?"

"Oh really."

"Really."

They walked outside and he leaned against the hood of his car, holding her against him, looking down at her. his eyes caught on her arms, the old scars there and he asked, "How'd ya get those?"

All he got was a shrug, but she muttered, "Rather not talk about it. Can't we just kinda enjoy the night?" as she looked up at him, managed a smile. And this, was the beginning of the wildest ride in her life...

His fingers snapping in front of her face as he laughed at her had her looking up, glaring at him. "What?"

"Ya got that goofy look."

"Oh.. I was thinkin.. We didn't have as many bad times as good ones." she muttered as her finger trailed slowly over his biceps. He growled and leaned down, nipping her lower lip, pulling her into a series of frenzied kisses as he muttered, "We really didn't, babe."

"I wish I'd never.."

His finger found her lips and he shook his head. "Ya back now. And ya mine.. Both of ya."