Retaliation

Chapter 21

Disclaimer: I have an overactive imagination. That's where all of this came from. It isn't real.

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Jordyn watched Dean's match with renewed interest. She knew that even with their shaky history, she needed to have his back again. She had made The Authority an enemy. Jordyn needed an ally in Dean, even if that meant she had to try and trust him again.

As the two men fought, it was clear to see that there was a lot of built up animosity between the two. Their matches were always incredibly personal. They had once been brothers. Now, they were mortal enemies. And Dean didn't take too kindly to the fact that he had nearly stolen Jordyn away from him for good. He had never been so angry before.

Impatiently waiting for the first sign of trouble, Jordyn was more than ready to interfere in the match. She was still in her ring gear. She figured it would be a lot easier to run out there in her wrestling boots instead of a pair of high-heeled boots.

As she had expected, Jordyn noticed that J & J Security had begun getting antsy. Triple H and Stephanie were also ringside, hoping that after everything, their presence would deter Jordyn from getting involved. With six members of The Authority out there, Dean wouldn't have a chance at escaping.

Knowing that he would be needing her soon, Jordyn quietly got up from her steel folding chair and walked over to the gorilla position. She grabbed two chairs and made her way out to the ring. She began running as she saw Kane climb into the ring. She quickly slid underneath the bottom rope. Jordyn quickly slid a chair over to Dean, who had gotten a chance to stand up because everyone else had been distracted by Jordyn's entrance. The pair threateningly held their chairs up.

Once again, Stephanie and Triple H were completely livid. Dean pulled her by her arm, so that she was closer to him. He slowly pulled her back to the side of the ring closest to the ramp. They got out of the ring and ran back up the steel ramp, trying to escape any further issues with The Authority. Dean was still holding onto Jordyn protectively.

All six members of The Authority were in the ring, mad as hell. Dean smiled menacingly and waved patronizingly to them, before he and Jordyn finally made their way backstage.

Once again, Dean brought them back to his locker room and shut the door, quickly locking it. The two dropped their chairs.

"I can't believe you did that…again," he breathed. "I thought for sure that you'd let me get my ass kicked this time."

Jordyn smirked. "I couldn't do that. We have a common enemy. And I can promise you that I'm not gonna screw you over, as long as you're not an asshole."

He smirked at her. "Listen, I'd rather have you on my side than Seth Rollins's side."

"Well, you win."

There was an awkward silence between the pair.

"So…uh it's…uh good to see you, Jor," he spoke, trying to break that tension.

She rolled her eyes. "We both know that's bullshit," she muttered.

He furrowed his brow. "Why would you say that?" he questioned.

"Because I told you that if you left me, you would never ever see me again. You chose to leave," she replied with a casual shrug.

"I mean…" he clearly began getting uncomfortable. Jordyn could tell from his behavior, seeing as she knew him way too well.

She chuckled. "Getting uncomfortable, are we?" she asked him.

He gave her a look. "Maybe only one of us has completely changed. You still know me too well."

"I dunno. Parts of me are still the same. Other parts had to change," she replied. "Circumstances that were out of my control made me feel the need to change."

Dean knew that she had just taken a swipe at him. "How are you getting to the next show?" he questioned, purposely not responding to her comment. She had already made it awkward enough.

Jordyn shrugged. "I dunno. I doubt Seth will bring me with him now. I'll have to figure out something else."

"I mean, you could come with me, if you'd like to," Dean invited her. "I was gonna go alone, so there's plenty of room for you."

She raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh really? You'd have no problems bringing me with you?"

"No. Not at all. Besides, it's not like you're some random stranger or something. And you did save my ass tonight. If you didn't do that, you probably could've patched things up with your little boyfriend," he snidely replied.

"So, you're doing this because I helped you?"

Dean gave her a look. "Really, Jor? Why are you doing this? Stop analyzing the situation. Just come with me, seriously. Okay?"

The brunette sighed. "Fine," she agreed.

The uncomfortable silence between the former couple lasted for a few minutes, before Dean finally spoke. "So, I guess your stuff is in Seth's locker room, huh?"

"Yeah. I guess I should go run and get my things."

"That's a terrible idea. I'll go with you," he told her.

"That might make it worse."

"Are you kidding me? He's really pissed off at you right now. The last thing you need to give him is an opportunity to be near you. I'm coming with you," he insisted.

Jordyn rolled her eyes. "Then, let's go, Prince Charming."

The pair left his locker room. Dean brought a chair with him, not sure what to expect. And he didn't want to take any risks. They quickly found Seth's locker room. He held the chair up, ready to attack, if necessary.

Jordyn cautiously opened the door. It was empty. She quickly gathered her things together and took them. Within a couple of minutes, Dean and Jordyn left and headed back to his locker room.

As soon as he shut the door, he dropped the chair. Dean gathered his bags. The two headed out of the venue to Dean's rented car. There was yet another awkward silence between them, as they walked through the parking lot. Neither really knew what to say to the other. And Dean did not want to piss her off any more than he already had.

Once they got to the car, Dean packed the trunk with their bags. Then, the pair got into the car. They remained shrouded in silence. The two knew that if they hadn't had such a lengthy past, it probably wouldn't have been so bad. They felt like strangers, though they were as far from being strangers as they could get. No one else knew either one of them better. It was safe to assume that it was going to be an uncomfortable ride.