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"I wasn't aware that going to the movies and then drinks required nice dress." Dean says eyeing me up and down. I was wearing a green dress with gold accessories.

"It doesn't, but we rarely ever go on a real date. So, I decided to dress up a bit." I say smoothing out the non-existent wrinkles in my dress.

"Well, I'm not complaining. Are you ready?" He asks holding his hand out to me. I gladly take and we begin to quick trip to local movie theater.

~x~

"That was ridiculous." I laugh.

"You're ridiculous," Dean says back at me as we walk out of the theater. "When you take a girl to a scary movie they're supposed to get scared! But you, you sit there and laugh threw the whole thing."

"I'm sorry that I don't find scary movies scary unless they're realistic. Evil Dead was simply not realistic." I say with a shrug. I enjoyed horror movies don't get me wrong, but I liked laughing at them more than anything.

"Whatever." Dean chuckles at me.

"Well, I did enjoy the movie." I say with a smile.

"Good, I didn't waste my money then."

I laugh at him. I was very thankful that our fight yesterday had been forgotten since we talked about it. I now had the full intention to talk through our fights from now on.

"Just buy me some drinks," I say elbowing him in his ribs before linking hands with him.

~x~

"So, where are you going to be next week?" Dean asks me referring to where I was going to work from the following week. I could stay on the road and get pictures for next month's magazine, or I could stay at home and edit.

"I'm not sure. I have a deadline to meet with the pictures I took at Summerslam for the magazine. I can't believe that I have been permanently on the staff for 3 months. Not counting when I did you guys."

"It doesn't feel that long at all. That means we've been dating for a little less than 3 months then?"

I nod at him.

"I remember the day we met like it was yesterday." He stats as a he gets a faraway look in his eyes.

"Me too, you hated me."

"Not exactly."

"Oh, really?" I ask dubiously.

"I just didn't want to get too close to you."

"Well, we know how that turned out, don't we?" I ask him with a smile on my face.

"Not too well." He admits and I laugh.

"Why didn't you want to get too close?"

"I get attached too easily. Which was what happened with my last girlfriend. I let her in just for her to just want out."

I vaguely remembered Seth telling me about her all those months ago.

"Her name was Sam. We had known each other since high school, though we didn't start dating until we were 20."

"What happened?" I ask even though I partially knew the answer. I wondered if he would go into detail.

"She didn't like how big my wrestling career was getting. I don't think she really ever approved."

"You guys must have dated for a long time."

"Yeah, that was one of the main reasons she broke up with me. She wanted to get married, but I thought my wrestling was at its prime. I told I would marry her, but she said she didn't want to be a wrestler's wife." He says. And from the look on his face I didn't even think he knew where he was. The look in his eyes was so far away.

"Wow. Have you seen her since?"

"Yeah, it was one week after The Shield debuted on RAW, she came to me saying she wanted to get back together."

"Did you?" I ask curiously.

"No, I was pretty certain it was only because I had finally made it. I don't think she expected for me to actually get anywhere."

"It must've sucked not having your own girlfriend believe in you."

"Yeah, you're different than her."

I raise my eyebrows at him.

"In a good way." He interjects quickly.

"She was very compliant, quiet, and sweet. We would always do whatever I wanted, and she would never argue. The only thing we ever argued about was my wrestling."

"Heaven knows I'm far from that. And you said you agreed to marry her, did you like propose?"

"Yeah, but I like that about you. No, I just said I would if she wanted me too. I loved her a lot though."

"I'm sorry she left you."

"Not so bad now, I have you." He says with a grin before reaching over to grab my hand in his much bigger one. I smile back at him.

"Did you want to get married to her?"

"Yeah, I did. That's where all successful relationships are supposed to end right?"

"I guess."

"You don't believe in marriage then?" He asks raising his eyebrows at me.

"Not so much marriage, but weddings."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, most girls grow up dreaming of their wedding. But a marriage is between two people. Not 2 people plus the 500 guests. I think weddings should be more intimate."

"Well do you ever see yourself getting married?"

I feel myself grow pale. This was uncharted territory for me in any of my relationships. I didn't think Dean was one of those guys to rush into things. I prayed he wasn't packing away an engagement ring in his pockets somewhere.

"Yes, of course. I just don't see myself having a big ceremony. Most girls will say they want a fairytale wedding, but after most fairytale weddings the firstborn child gets cursed. Take Princess Aurora for example."

He laughs for a moment before he goes quiet and gets a sheepish look on his face. "Who's Princess Aurora?"

"We met her in Disney, remember? She was with Prince Phillip." I say.

"Right, right. Which one was that, again?"

"She's from Sleeping Beauty." I say as if I was talking to a small child.

"I've never seen that one….I haven't seen any of them to be honest." He says rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

My eyes widen. "Never? You mean you took me to Disneyland, and we met all those people and you don't know who any of them were?"

"Uh, no…"

"That's a sin! Even Seth and Roman have seen some of them. You know what we have to do now don't you?" I ask before grabbing his hand and leading him out of the bar and too the hotel.

"I'm pretty sure that's because you made them. What do we have to do now?"

"Whatever, we have to watch them."

"How?"

"I carry the entire princess movie collection around with me on my laptop, duh."

"Seriously?" He asks disbelievingly.

"Of course I do, silly. What kind of Disney movie lover would I be if I didn't?"

~x~

It was around midnight and Dean and I had watched Sleeping Beauty, Pocahontas, The Little Mermaid, and Beauty and the Beast. He thankfully recognized the song that we danced to at Disneyland from Beauty and the Beast. We were currently near the ending of Tangled. It was also my favorite, but most all of them were my favorites.

"That one was my favorite, I think." He says once the credits start to roll.

"Really? Why?" I ask as I close out of the window and search for Cinderella.

"Reminded me a bit of us."

"Huh, I thought we were more of a Beauty and the Beast type couple." I say as I quit searching to look at him.

"Oh, so I'm a beast now?" He asks pretending to be hurt.

"No, I just meant in the way that we didn't enjoy each other at first, but then we fell in love."

"I guess so. I think we're more Rapunzel and Flynn, though."

"How so?"

"Well, I wasn't the best before I met you. I didn't steal or anything, but I still wasn't a good guy. And you changed me just like Rapunzel did to Flynn. And you found your dream when you got on the staff for the magazine. And you are just stubborn as Rapunzel is."

I smile at him. "That's the sweetest thing I think I've ever heard, Dean."

"And Seth and Roman can be the lizard and the horse."

I laugh at his comparison. "Chameleon, but if you don't quit it with all these cute comparisons I'm going to make you quote the movie with me all the time. Or even worse make you sing a duet with me."

"Please don't, what's next?"

"Cinderella." I state.

"Elle, can you do me a favor?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?"

"Can you just at least talk to your mom for me?"

I stop searching through the movies once again to glare at him.

"Dean…" I sigh.

"Elle, please. If you don't want to then I'll drop it and never speak of it again. Don't you want to find out why she's here?"

After he asks, I realize that I did wonder why she had turned up out of nowhere. I didn't have to let her back in, I just wanted to know what she wanted.

"Yes," I say after a moment "I do want to know why she's here."

"Why don't you guys go out tomorrow and have lunch? Just the two of you."

"It wouldn't hurt, I guess."

"So, you'll go?" He asks surprised. I guess he didn't expect me to agree. I nod slowly. I prayed I wouldn't regret the decision.

"Promise?" He asks.

"Promise." I state.

After a moment he speaks up again, "Don't forget when you promise something, you never break that promise."

"I thought you didn't want to quote the movie?"

"I don't, but I thought that one fit."

"It did." I whisper, before snuggling into his side and clicking on Cinderella. I wasn't quite sure what tomorrows lunch date would bring, and that made me incredibly nervous.