Chapter 25

It was officially two weeks until WrestleMania.

The Shield was jazzed for the match they'd be having against Randy Orton, Stephen Farrelly –He wrestled under the name Sheamus- and Paul Wight –Wrestling fans worldwide knew him as the Big Show- in a 6 man tag team bout. It would be one hell of a match and the Shield was slated to win. Everyone was hyped up and constantly in the gym working off the extra adrenaline after the shows. Jon couldn't have been happier with the way things were progressing with Serice. He'd never felt like he could love anyone the way he did her. She kept him grounded and his ticks in check a lot of the time. For some reason, she just knew how to calm him down, even when his temper spiked. Serice somehow had the key to his calm side. Raw was in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Jon's old stomping grounds since he had quite a few matches in this city. Looking over, Jon saw Serice typing away on her laptop and smiled, her feet propped on his lap.

"Feel like a cigarette break, beautiful?"

"You never have to ask me that. I'm always up for a smoke break." Serice retorted with a smile, wearing a pair of maroon pants with a matching black and maroon long sleeved top, her hair left down.

It was still chilly outside, but she knew if she got cold, Jon would be right there to warm her up. They walked with clasped hands down the hallway. Everyone on the roster knew they were together and Serice wouldn't have wanted it any other way. Once they were outside, Jon lit up two cigarettes and handed her one, pulling her to sit between his legs on top of the equipment trunk. He buried his face in her neck after taking the first drag and Serice instantly sighed, snuggling against him.

"I can't believe you're going to be on WrestleMania. I remember when you were younger and saying that if you made it to that show, you'd officially made it big in the wrestling business. And now it's going to happen. I'm so proud of you, Jon."

Jon smirked, his arms tightening around her and inhaled her scent, breathing her in. "I'm still nervous, baby." She laughed at him, smacking the top of his black cargo pant covered thigh. "I know I can't help it. WrestleMania is the biggest event of the year for WWE. It's a sold-out event, with past Superstars, Hall of Famers, guests, the whole shebang. I really don't know how to keep myself calm for the upcoming events. I mean, WrestleMania Axxess is the biggest fan attended autograph signing. What if no fans show up for us? What if fans show up for us and start rioting with Orton's fans? It could be all bad, Serice. 'Shield fans riot with Orton fans at WrestleMania Axxess' on the cover of the WWE magazine. That would be fucking cool actually."

Giggling, Serice couldn't believe how ridiculous Jon sounded and shifted until she straddled his lap, draping her arms around his neck. "I know I wasn't there during your whole Indy experience, but I asked Ganesa to clue me in on some of it. And she showed me some matches and promos you did on the internet. And I can honestly say, you already have a HUGE fan base. There's even a website dedicated to Dean Ambrose, which is very nicely put together. You are so popular, you don't realize all 3 of you are something fresh and different in the company. You have no idea, no clue, just how much the fans love you guys. I see it whenever I watch you go out to the ring. They were even chanting for you at the TLC pay-per-view. And you still think the fans haven't accepted you? Have a little faith in yourself, Jon." She kissed him softly yet passionately, only pulling back when they both needed air to breathe. "Even if nobody shows up, you've got one fan no matter what and she's deeply in love with you."

"Yeah she does, doesn't she?" Serice nodded and Jon cupped her face in his strong hands, kissing her softly. "I don't hear anything when I'm in the ring. I hear Joe and Colby, our opponents, but other than that my focus is in the ring on the match. Because if I miss a mark, it could cost someone an injury to them or myself. Standing at the top of the stairs as our entrance music plays – we can't hear anything because the fans are screaming and clawing at us. But we have to stay focused." Jon explained with a smile. "Don't worry, he loves her just as much, maybe more."

Winking, Jon kissed her again before Serice could object or put up a fight against what he said, sending her into a passion-filled haze she soon would not forget. His hands slid up and down her curvaceous sides, bringing her closer to his body, enjoying her skin against his. Tossing her cigarette away, Serice pressed herself closer to him as their chests met, loving the feeling of his tongue gliding against hers. They sat there kissing and Jon's cigarette ended up having only two drags taken from it before it completely burned down to the butt. He didn't seem to mind though, his mouth too busy delving into Serice's deep recesses of her mouth. They reluctantly parted, promising to continue the session once they were back at the hotel later that night and headed back to the Shield locker room. They stopped short at the sight of Colby swatting his hand in front of him, cussing up a storm.

"What's going on?" She asked, frowning as they got closer.

"Fucking butterflies!" Colby growled, swatting more of them away and was tempted to go get a fire hose to burn all of them. "Someone filled our fucking dressing room with BUTTERFLIES!"

"W-WHAT?!" Serice brushed past Colby, letting go of Jon's hand and swatted them away while making her way into the dressing room, eyes wide. There had to be a least 100 butterflies of all different colors flapping around wildly. "Oh my god…"

Jon looked down at Serice, seeing the terrified look on her face and all the color drained from it. He wouldn't lose his temper, not now and had to remain calm for her sake. "Isn't that what Lesnar called you?" He asked through gritted teeth and Serice just nodded, making Jon pull her into his arms instantly. "It's okay baby, he's just fucking with your head. Close your eyes and just trust me."

Jon waited for her to do as he asked and guided her through the fluttering butterflies, sitting her in a far corner of the dressing room. Then he proceeded to help Colby shoo the swarm of butterflies out the door into the hallway, knowing they would eventually find their way outside and not hurt anyone. Butterflies were harmless. It took a good 20 minutes, but they finally got them all out and Jon fist bumped Colby, nodding.

"Thanks bro." He walked over and squatted down in front of Serice, seeing her eyes were still closed. "Open your eyes, they're all gone." The minute her eyes opened and Serice saw Jon, she tossed her arms around his neck tightly and Jon lifted her up, walking over to the couch sitting down with her in his lap.

"W-Why won't he leave me alone?" Serice whimpered, sounding completely helpless and buried her face in her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks.

This had to be Brock's doing. Nobody else called her butterfly – nobody. She LOATHED that term of endearment and began trembling in Jon's arms while he tried calming her down. Serice was terrified now because this had been the second warning he sent her, knowing he was getting ready to make his move. She had no idea when though. She hoped it wasn't until after WrestleMania because Jon had to keep his focus on this. They had two weeks until the biggest event in WWE happened. Feeling Jon's fingers running through her hair, Serice's sobbing slowly came to a halt because she fell asleep against him, her face buried in the crook of his neck.

Jon watched Serice cry herself to sleep against his chest, his hand never stopping the caressing of her back. He wanted to make sure she knew he was there, even in her sleep. Jon hated leaving her, but knew their time was getting close for their segment on Raw. Colby had walked by them while warming up for the match and reminded him, keeping him informed on the time. His head snapped up when Ganesa and Joe walked through the door, holding his hand up at the questioning looks they shot him.

"I'll explain later." He murmured, standing and waited for Ganesa to sit down on the couch before he laid Serice back down, reluctantly leaving with his comrades to do their segment. "Lock the door." Jon ordered Joe, wanting to make sure the girls weren't bothered while they were gone.

While they waited for their cue to go down to the ring, Joe listened as both Colby and Jon explained to him about the invasion of butterflies. Who the fuck could get over 100 butterflies and put them in one dressing room? He knew it was Lesnar, remembering the text message he sent Serice.

"What the fuck are we going to do about this? The girls can't live in fear of that asshole and I'm about tired of his fucking games." He was pissed, cracking his knuckles, grey eyes flashing dangerously. "Maybe I could get Bryan in on the hunt, see if we can't corner Lesnar and beat him within an inch of his life."

"You honestly think you'll be able to do that? No offense, but have you seen how big that asshole is?" Colby pointed out, raising a brow at Joe.

"Nothing a spear can't take care of." Joe assured Colby, clapping him harshly on the shoulder as they all headed down to the ring, ready to whoop some ass and take out their frustrations on their opponents.

"No offense, big man, but a spear won't put that big monkey looking mother fucker down." Jon scoffed, smoothing the tape around his hands and wrists, flexing a little stretching his arms. "Whatever we do, we have to stay levelheaded about all of this. We can't do anything half-cocked or we'll get ourselves hurt or one of the girls. We have to be smart about this. We either do it the legal way or we do it in such a way that no one knows it was us."

For once, Jon had been the voice of reason and that rarely happened. Normally, it was Joe rationally with the other two, but not this time. They decimated their opponents The Great Khali, Justin Gabriel and Zack Ryder with Colby gaining the victory. After the match, they beat down The Great Khali and then Randy Orton and Stephen decided to try to come to the rescue along with the a returning Paul Wight. They brawled for a bit, but Joe knew they had bigger fish to fry and they would deal with the 3 at WrestleMania. Wight would become Randy and Stephen's partner at the pay-per-view. Escaping through the crowd, Joe and Jon made their way to the backstage area to check on the girls.

"Hey I'm gonna go check on Celeste. Make sure no funny business has gone on with her." Colby said, stopping both of his friends and watched Joe nod. "I'll meet you guys back at the hotel. Keep me posted and call if you need me."

Joe understood why Colby was worried about Celeste. "See you there. Come on Jon." They left Colby standing in the hallway and headed back to the Shield locker room.

Even as she slept, tears slid from Serice's closed eyelids, her entire body trembling from head to toe. She was back in that room again and she was 18, wearing one of her mother's slutty outfits. And there he was sitting on the bed crooking his finger to her. Serice could feel his hands on her body, his tongue and felt sick to her stomach, wrapping her arms tightly around herself. Then her eyes suddenly snapped open and she bolted into the bathroom to empty the contents of her stomach, having awakened just as she felt Brock penetrate her for the first time in the dream, taking her virginity.

Ganesa's head snapped up, watching Serice jump from the couch and hauled her cookies into the bathroom, hearing vomiting moments later. She frowned, not able to imagine what Serice had to endure growing up and knew nasty nightmares were part of her sleep pattern. Standing from the couch after a few minutes, Ganesa grabbed a bottled water and walked into the bathroom, wanting to check on her. She walked in and saw Serice backed against the wall opposite of the toilet she'd thrown up in, squatting down to be eyelevel with her. Pushing some of Serice's black hair from her forehead, Ganesa handed over the bottled water with a kind smile.

"Just breathe, sweetie, it's okay. I won't let anyone hurt you." She sat next to her friend and wrapped her arms around Serice, trying to comfort her.

"H-He's coming for me, Ganesa…" Serice whispered in a shaky voice, not pushing her friend away because she needed all the comfort she could get.

There would be nothing she could do when the time came either. Brock Lesnar would wait until she was completely alone and then strike. No matter if Jon claimed he would stay beside her 24/7, it was impossible. What was she supposed to do? Making a run for it would work for a while, but she would eventually be found. And honestly, living life on the run wasn't a way to live, but it might be what Serice had to do in order to survive. Brock wanted to break her like he did that night in every way possible and that thought alone terrified Serice. Leaving Jon would be incredibly hard, but if it kept him safe along with Ganesa and everyone else, then it might be worth it to disappear. She had a lot of thinking to do.

"I'm not gonna let him and neither with the guys. I know it's not easy for you to trust, but you've gotta trust the boys will figure it out. All 3 of them are smart and highly intelligent. You've gotta trust they will know what to do when the time comes. They know how to take care of themselves and they know how to take care of us." Ganesa looked up when she heard banging on the dressing room door along with Joe's booming voice and stood from the bathroom floor, going to answer it. "Just a fair warning, she had a little nightmare while you guys were gone and it was really bad. Be gentle." She advised Jon, kissing his cheek and let Joe pull her into his arms while Jon went to check on Serice in the bathroom.

Once inside the bathroom, Jon took Ganesa's spot beside Serice and immediately pulled her to sit sideways on his lap, wrapping his strong arms around her. "Talk to me, beautiful." He kissed her neck, trying to comfort her the best way he knew how and could feel how bad her trembling was. "Tell me what I need to do to make you feel better. Tell me, I'll do anything for you, baby." Jon combed his fingers through her ebony hair. "I swear I'll do anything for you, Serice. You are the most important person in my life."

There was nothing Jon could do for her though. He loved her and could comfort her all he wanted, but it didn't change the fact Serice was on Brock Lesnar's radar. She didn't say a word and just let Jon hold her, refusing to kiss him since she hadn't rinsed her mouth out yet from vomiting.

"Let's go back to the hotel. I'm tired and I really need a shower." Serice said quietly, feeling Jon lift her from the floor in his arms and snuggled against him, her trembling ceasing for the moment.

Joe gathered everyone's things since Jon had Serice in his arms and they all headed out back to the hotel.