Becky groaned as he held the ice pack to her head. She was a perfect storm of emotions at this point. She'd performed well at Survivor Series, even thought her team lost, she'd just beat Nattie, but then Alexa had to DDT her again. She was really beginning to not like that Harley Quinn wannabe, and she basically liked everyone at least a little bit.
Speaking of people she liked, Dean was around somewhere. She knew he wasn't going to leave no matter what Shane said. If her best friend was one thing it was resilient and he wasn't going to leave unless he wanted to. He had surprised her before her match and had joined in on her segment, not that she minded. She liked working with Dean, but they never seemed to get screen time together. It was sad, but she liked what they had done that night and hoped they could do something like it again in the future.
Speaking of her best friend, she saw him hiding behind the lockers in their locker room when she opened the door. She sighed and dropped onto the bench. "You know it's tough to hide a six foot four inch Ohioan behind some lockers."
She watched him come out, a sheepish smile on his face and his Mountie suit on. She wasn't even going to ask. She was used to this kind of shit now. "Sorry, thought you might be Shane, should have known when you didn't have any grey hair."
Becky giggled, "I'm sorry, I can't hear a word you're saying over that costume."
"Says the girl that goes out there in a cosplay getup."
She turned to glare at him, but he'd put his aviators on. She rolled her eyes and let it go for now. She placed the ice pack back on her head and felt Dean move. Before she knew it he was opening that pizza box from earlier and setting it on her lap. "It's a little cold now, but its still good pizza. You look like you need it."
Becky gave him a smile of thanks and tried to grab a slice, but was having difficulty trying to do so while trying to keep the ice pack on. She felt Dean's large warm hand take it from her and hold it. She gave him a smile in thanks and grabbed two slices to scarf down. She didn't have a match anymore so she could eat this and work it off in the gym tomorrow.
"You okay? I know us Ohio people can be tough so I know Alexa probably packs a punch."
She sighed, "Yeah, I'm okay. Just getting sick of getting jumped from behind."
Dean nodded; he'd been there too. "You could always jump her back, put her down the old fashioned way."
Becky wasn't going to lie, that sounded really good right now, but her thoughts were cut off as she took her first bite of pizza and moaned in delight. "Oh my God."
He gives her a wild grin, "I know right?"
Becky pulled the rest of the box to her and began to scarf down the whole thing. She had a full mouth when Dean kissed her forehead and said he had a problem to take care of. She smiled at him with sauce on her chin as he left.
She laughed as he helped James get his Smackdown contract. Not only was he making her life better, but also now he was doing it for others. He even laughed at her pun on television. He was the freaking best and she'd be sure to thank him for everything by buying the next pizza for them.
