Thanks for the support girls! As always you all are the best! So- this fic is no where near finished however with the help of my girl Jen (Vivian Vicious) we have actually created the ending and I have her to thank for the tweaking, but don't worry that is still far away.

Okay, so this chappie is a bit of OMG, a bit of drool and faint worthy too- or I hope it is cause I'm somewhat biased being the author- either way- ENJOY.

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Chapter Thirty-Six

Dylan looked at the Chinese restaurant in which they were parked out the front of and where Alex was inside. She couldn't help but smile to herself. She wasn't use to the type of attention that he poured over her, but that didn't mean she didn't like it. Leaning her head back, she smiled at the thoughts running through her head. The back car door opened suddenly and Dylan made to turn round, only an arm wrapped round her throat tightly, holding her back into the seat. "You think I'm through with you, Dyl," he said low, his voice coming to her like a bad nightmare.

She shut her eyes tightly, praying that this was nothing more than a bad hallucination. "You're not real," she whispered. His arm tightened.

"Yes- I am, sweetie. Your little boy in there has no idea just how much I power I hold over you still, even now. Tell me, he made you scream his name yet like you use to mine?" he asked her, running a finger down her cheek. "I will say this now, Dylan- I'm going to drag you down until you have nothing, no family, no man, no friends, no job, you'll be hated by the world and everyone in it until you have no one but me to crawl back to. Did you think hiding with him would keep you safe? I found you easily, found the number and found a way to keep an eye on my girl. By the time I'm finished with him, you'll wish that you had stayed with me and never taken the job with TNA."

Dylan tried to pull free when she saw Alex coming back out to the car. His arm was suddenly gone and the car door slammed shut just as Alex looked up from trying to get his keys out of his pocket.

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Alex heard the door slam and looked up to see someone moving away from his car. Dylan was still in there and he quickly raced over. Reaching the car, he yanked open his door and leaned in asking her if she was okay. She just looked at him and he leaned over, cupping her cheek in his hand and forcing their eyes to meet. "What happened?" he murmured. She couldn't speak, no matter how many times she tried to open her mouth.

Alex left the car and headed in the direction he saw the person go, he knew exactly who it had been even though he was hoping beyond words he was wrong. "Tyson!"

"What's wrong, boy? Afraid for my baby girl?" It came from right behind him.

He turned round and stumbled back when he found Tyson so close. "She isn't yours, take a hint! She won't be yours ever again, six years of hell, you nearly destroyed the woman so many of us care for," Alex told him.

"So many of us? Shouldn't you be saying, just yourself?" Tyson commented, folding his arms across his chest.

"Unless it is for the show, keep the hell away from us, you want her, you'll have to go through ten of us first." Alex wouldn't back down, even if the man came at him.

Tyson just smirked and walked to his car. "Have fun with my girl while you can, Shelley, cause- at the end of all this, you're going to lose her."

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Getting home, Alex found Dylan was barely able to get out of the car without looking round like she was being followed. Once inside, Alex locked the front door and closed the curtains of the front lounge room up. He came into the kitchen to find Dylan standing at the window, half peeking out from behind the curtain, watching the pitch black street. It even sent a chill down Alex's spine. "Dylan," he whispered coming up behind her and putting a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and he stopped her from pulling away from him. "It's okay, it's only me."

"He- He knows where we are Alex," she murmured through tears. Alex pulled her into his chest and wrapped his arm round her. "He- He was so close. I kept praying he was just a nightmare, a hallucination."

Alex kissed the top of her head, telling her that no matter what he wouldn't leave her side from now on when outside the house. "Come on, let's eat, and find something to watch."

They ended up sitting on the beanbag which seemed to be something Dylan loved to do as she could snuggle in close to his side. He had moved it so it was back against the couch and the second beanbag was set up for their feet. A bean bed as he had nicknamed it.

They both decided on watching Scream and Dylan had her head buried more often than not. "It's not that scary, Dyl," Alex chuckled about twenty minutes in.

"Yes it is," she replied, pushing him slightly and taping him on the nose with her fork. Alex smirked at her reaction.

"So what is our relationship in the standards of Billy's ratings?" Alex inquired cheekily, referring to the character of Skeet Ulrich in the film as he put his food down on the table beside him and picked up his beer. He was taking a drink when Dylan reached over him and put her food down beside his, her leg rubbing up against his and making him quirk an eyebrow at her. She slowly straddled him and Alex grinned round his bottle. She took his beer away from him and put it on the table to join the food. His eyes watched as she leaned over him, low enough that they were only just touching.

"How do you see our relationship?" she asked him.

Alex pulled her down for a kiss, an arm sliding round her waist as he pulled back, his eyes shut and a smile on his face. "Well- it started off as G-rated, me seeing you at a wrestling show and wanting to meet you in tradition of boy sees girl, boy likes girl, but with the adding of girl already taken. Then we advanced to PG-13 when we first met, could muck round and joke. Next came M/MA and that involved our little dance in Japan with me walking in on you and such. NC-17 the type of relationship where there is a lot of heavy petting and almost but not quite yet. Right now though, after last night- we upgraded to the hardcore rated R18+ and I think we may even turn over a new rating at this point if you keep rubbing against me."

Dylan giggled, liking the way he explained it out the way he did. "Oh yeah?"

Alex nodded and threaded a hand into her hair, pulling her down to kiss him passionately and slowly. She stroked his cheek, slowly pulling back in order to strip off her shirt. Alex watched her, his eyes slowly following the way the delicious sight of her skin was revealed when she tossed both her shirt and singlet away from them. He tentatively put his hands up on her sides, his thumbs very slowly tracing the patterns of her tattoos. This was much different to last night. Last night, he had been controlling of the situation, had wanted to just finally have a chance but now, now he didn't have to rush, didn't have to be quiet or keep her quiet. Now there was no Matt or Aries or anybody to stop them. Now it was just him and Dylan. Shifting so Dylan ended up beneath him, Alex grinned down at her when she giggled slightly.

Compared to him, she was quite little but hell it added a cuteness factor to her that wouldn't be seen on a person usually that was covered in tattoos. The darker hair made her look younger though. He kissed her softly as they sunk into the bean bag. She ran her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.

He felt something start to vibrate in his pocket and groaned softly as it caused a slight reaction in him and he heard Dylan ask if he was okay. "Yeah, I'm good, hang on a tic," he mumbled, digging into his pocket and pulling his phone out. It was a call. It was his mother. That made him roll his eyes before telling her he had to take this. She said it was fine. He answered it, asking his mother why she was calling.

He looked down at Dylan who was watching him with a large smile as she ran had hands down his shoulders and over his torso. Alex gave her a look that said no, but Dylan just whispered payback and tugged his shirt up and over his head, muffling whatever he was trying to say to his mother.

"Nah, mom, sorry just getting undressed for bed is all," he said and looked down at Dylan who smirked as she unbuckled his belt. Okay, so maybe that hadn't been the best thing in the world to say due to Dylan's very cheeky nature currently. He bit his lip and shut his eyes tightly as Dylan pulled his lower half down against her, just saving the groan from escaping him. "Of course Dylan will be coming with me- Well, no I understand that- Yeah okay, look mom I really gotta go, I'll see ya round ten tomorrow." He hung up and tossed his phone onto the couch behind where they were laying and crushed his mouth over Dylan's, his hands deftly pulling at her jeans and attempting to get her out of them. "Damn Dyl, do you sow these things on?" She giggled and told him they weren't tight but just appeared to be. "You kidding?! I can't get these undone!"

She huffed and pushed his hands out of the way and undid her jeans herself. Alex kissed her, saying he was all thumbs with things like that. "No, you're just being a pest." He chuckled and then pulled back, taking hold of her jeans and tugging them down her legs, tossing them to the floor. She laughed and squealed when he caught hold of her foot and kissed the inside of her ankle, smiling cheekily at her when she asked him what he was up to.

He stood up, getting rid of his jeans and looking down at Dylan as she said he wore boxers over briefs and started giggling.

Shaking his head, he said he felt like being a boxer man today which made her giggle even more at him as he did a little hip dance. "Only you would do that in the middle of foreplay," she stuttered out.

Alex just shrugged and came back down to her as he said she was lucky they hadn't busted the beanbags- yet. He grinned when she started laughing and he buried his head into her neck. Which caused her to laugh as his beard stubble tickled her.

"I got one thing to say to you, Mr. Shelley," she said to him as he bit down into her shoulder lightly.

"Yeah, and what would that be?" he murmured back huskily.

"Boy, I can see your body moving, half animal, half man, I don't, don't really know what I'm doing, but you certainly seem to have a plan," she started and he chuckled, "My will and self restraint, have come to fail now, fail now."

He pulled back slightly as he reached down between them and unclipped the hook of her bra. Dylan managed to shrug the grey material off after sitting up a little and Alex grinned at her, his attention diverting quite quickly to her chest. She turned bright red as he murmured exactly what he was thinking about doing to her.

Without much more time wasting, the rest of their clothes were gone and Dylan was tugged into a deep kiss as Alex lifted her legs up to wrap around his hips. "You know what, I think I'm in love with the most amazing woman I've ever met and I'm addicted to her like I am to my job," he remarked softly into her ear. Dylan shut her eyes and whispered that she loved him and meant it every time she said it after that while Alex took her to heights and beyond. There was no limit for them as she soon discovered.