Hello, lovely readers!

Hope you're all well and ready for another chapter. We're getting into some good stuff now so I'm excited for you all to read what I had planned. And after the response from the question I asked during my last chapter, I will definitely be making my next story a Finn Balor story.

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WeirdGeekyGoof – She's trying to do everything for the best. She wants to protect her friends, that's the main thing

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This chapter is named after 'I'm Yours' by The Script

Georgina Hale's Point Of View

"What the hell are you doing here?" I said in anger, staring at the tall brunette currently in my doorway. Having Dean Ambrose here was like staring danger in the face. Not only would I have to face him, but I'd have to face The Authority too if they found us here.

"I've come for answers," he said gruffly, walking past me into the room. "And I'm not leaving till I have them."

"Get out!" I yelled.

"Not until you explained what happened in that ring tonight," he said.

"What more is there to say?" I asked, closing the door. "I think I got my message across quite well."

"I'm not talking about what you said and you know it," he said. "I saw you're face in that ring, Georgina. I saw the hurt as Hunter spoke. Now someone who has supposedly turned her back on us would not be reacting like that, would they?"

Fuck, he had seen. He'd seen the whole damn thing. It was quite foolish of me to believe he hadn't. Not only did Dean have the eyes of a hawk, but he knew me better than anyone. Nothing could get past this man.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but if you don't-"

"Tell me the truth, Georgina!" Dean demanded.

"I am!" I shouted. "I told you the truth in the ring tonight. I told you in my hotel room the other day. And I told you when I hit that chair off your back!"

"Bullshit," he said.

"Dean, I swear to god, if you don't-"

A swift knock sounded on the locker room door.

"Georgina, can you open up please?" came the muffled voice of Hunter.

My heart stood still in my chest.

Oh shit…

He was here, The Authority was here… and Dean was still in my room.

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

They couldn't see him, they couldn't hear him, everything would be up in the air if they did. This was not good, this couldn't be happening! I needed to hide him and keep him quiet, at least till they disappeared. Panic suddenly hit me and I knew I had to find a way out of this.

"J-Just a minute," I called out.

"I'm giving you ten seconds," was Hunter's reply.

Fuck!

I hurriedly looked around, desperate for a place to hide Dean, my eyes eventually landing on a door near the back of the locker room. Perfect.

"Dean, quick. Get into the bathroom," I ordered him.

"What?" he asked.

"Please."

"Why should I?" he questioned. "Maybe I want that wrinkled angry old prick to come in here and I can face him once and for all."

"Dammit, Dean! I'm begging you," I pleaded. "Unless you want us both to get into some major trouble, you will get in that bathroom."

He looked at me for a few seconds, that same confused look that I'd seen in the ring earlier now appearing on his face once again.

"Both of us?"

"For fuck's sake, Dean, get in that fucking bathroom!"

He stood silently for a while but eventually began to move.

"Even after everything I'm still doing shit for you," he said, slowly walking over the bathroom.

"Thank you," I said in relief. "Now stay quiet and don't come out till I say."

"Sure, whatever," he said as I shut the door, keeping him out of sight.

I released a sigh of relief, Dean finally hidden. I smoothed down my hair and composed myself before walking over the locker room door and opening it, Triple H standing there tall and intimidating, Kane not far behind him.

"Miss Hale," Triple H said in greeting.

"Hunter. Kane," I said, addressing each of them in turn before standing aside and letting them into my locker room, closing the door behind me. "What do you want?"

"Always so hostile," Triple H said in amusement. "We simply came to congratulate you on tonight. You did well. Better than I expected actually. You're quite the little actress when you want to be."

"It's amazing what a girl can do when she's been threatened," I said sarcastically.

"You weren't threatened."

"Then what do you call what happened?" I asked.

"Business," he replied. "It was all in the name of business. This place is a company after all. Sometimes I have to shift the cogs around to make it work better. That's all I did."

"We aren't cogs in some machine!" I argued. "We're human beings. We have thoughts and feelings. You can't play with us like that."

"That's exactly what I can do and you played that role perfectly tonight. The way you reacted to them. it was exactly what I wanted. You're playing your part perfectly. They are getting weaker with each passing day. They completely buy it."

"I've kept my end of the bargain, you keep yours," I said. "They hate me. Now you have to leave them alone."

"Of course," he smiled. "I promise I won't come for them again. They're safe."

"Thank you," I said in relief, hoping beyond hope that he would stick to his word. He had promised to not mess with the boys anymore. I had to hope he stuck to that promise.

"Now get yourself changed and ready," he said. "A car will be here to take you to the hotel in 30 minutes. Don't be late."

Each man said his goodbyes and left the room. I closed the door behind them, resting my forehead on it, closing my eyes, sighing a deep breath of relief. Any run-in I had with The Authority was hard. But after what I'd done in the ring tonight, I was glad they had been pleased with my actions. I'd tried to portray my hatred for The Shield to the best of my ability and it seemed it had all paid off. Hunter and Steph were pleased with my performance, so we were all safe and out of trouble for now.

That's when I heard the bathroom door open behind me, the noise causing my eyes to jolt wide open.

"Georgina?"

Shit. Dean!

I'd been so wrapped up in my conversation with Triple H that I had almost forgotten he was here. I slowly turned round to look at him, seeing him staring at me in utter confusion. He slowly approached me, his eyes a little narrowed.

"Dean…"

Had he heard? Had he figured out what we were discussing?

"What was Hunter talking about just then?"

"N-Nothing," I replied.

"What did we buy?"

"Nothing, Dean."

"What bargain…?"

M heart pounded in my chest rapidly, my pulse echoing loudly in my ears.

"It doesn't matter, Dean."

"Yes, it does, Georgina. Why are you lying?" he said, finally standing in front of me. I was almost afraid to look at him, my eyes looking straight ahead into his chest. "Have… have they made you do all this?"

What could I honestly say in that moment? No amount of explanation or lies were going to help me wriggle out of this one.

"Oh god… you heard… didn't you…?"

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…

He knew the whole fucking thing. He'd heard every last word that was said between us. Nothing had gotten past him and me standing here denying it all clearly wasn't working on him. There was no way to talk myself out of this one. His ears didn't lie.

He knew.

So I did all I could in that moment. In a moment of blind panic I turned on my heel and headed straight for the door, needing to get away, needing to get out of this small and confined room. I was desperate for air, space, room to breathe. I needed to mull this over, figure out what to do, find out how to go forward with minimal damage possible.

But Dean sensed my panic before I had a chance to even move. He quickly grabbed my wrist, halting my feet, my body knowing it had no way to fight him off. I chanced a glance up at him, seeing that concern in his bright blue eyes, noticing his hand tightening round my wrist, the silence between us growing heavier and tenser.

And it was at that moment that I knew I'd lost. There was no way out of this now. The truth had aired itself and Dean knew it all. I couldn't go on running or fighting anymore. I just had to move forward.

"Georgie…?" he questioned again.

That simple nickname falling from his lips made everything come undone.

I rushed to him, wrapping my arms around him, burying my face in his chest and releasing tears I'd been dying to let out all day. I clung to him like my life depended on it, soaking his shirt with my tears as sobs wracked my body, hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't push me away.

To my surprise, he didn't.

In fact he did the exact opposite.

His arms came protectively around me, holding me and sheltering me from everything around us. I felt his large hands begin to rub my back soothingly, his face becoming buried in my long brown hair. I was almost startled by this reaction, expecting the man to hate me after all the shit I'd put him through. But this loving side he was showing was a pleasant surprise.

"Shhh…" he whispered softly against my hair. "Calm down, calm down. Catch your breath and take it easy."

"I'm s-so sorry," I mumbled against his chest. "Dean… I-I'm so s-sorry."

"Breathe in and out," he kept repeating. "We need to calm you down and get you thinking straight."

I'd turned my back on this man. I'd said some of the worst things someone could ever say to him. And yet here he was, comforting me like none of it had ever happened. I didn't understand, what was going through his head?

After a few minutes my sobbing died down to the point where I could conduct an actual conversation, so I pulled back my face to look up at him. Dean hands came up to me, brushing away the hair that had stuck to my face through my tears, wiping any left over tears away.

"I'm so sorry," I kept whispering.

"What was Hunter talking about, Georgie?" he asked me in a level voice.

"It's not real… none of this is real… I didn't want to… they made me… I just-"

"Relax, relax, take your time," he assured me, his hands resting on my shoulders. "Remember, deep breaths."

I nodded.

"I went to Hunter's office last week after my championship match was denied," I began. "I demanded it but Hunter said no. He offered me a position in The Authority instead."

"And you took it?" he asked incredulously.

"No, I'd never take it. Ever. I flat out refused… and that's when the threats started."

Dean's eyes narrowed. "What threats?" he asked, his tone considerably darker.

"If I didn't join, he would fire the three of you from the company. And he'd make sure you'd never work in this business again."

"Fucking bastard," growled Dean, quickly letting me go, his feet beginning to pace the room. I watched him carefully, his anger growing with each and every passing second. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"Because then he threatened to fire all four of us," I told him. "And I couldn't let that happen."

I couldn't. I had to protect all four of us, and keeping my mouth quiet was the only way I felt I could do that.

"Dammit, Georgie," he said, stopping his pacing, turning to look at me. "You should have fucking told us." I could feel the irritation rolling off of him.

"I was scared, Dean," I argued, and I could feel the tears building again. "He was threatening you, all three of you, and I knew I had to protect you. I couldn't risk it getting out. I did what I had to do to make sure the three of you were safe."

"By joining our fucking enemy?!"

"I had no choice!" I cried, tears falling silently down my cheeks again. "I couldn't let you all lose your jobs! Roman has a family to feed, Seth has a new life to begin after his break-up with Zahra, and you need wrestling to keep you sane! I did what I thought was right."

Instantly his arms were around me, holding me to him, wrapping me in a loving cage, refusing to let me go.

"Don't you get it?" he asked me. "You keep me sane. You, Georgie. You're one of the only people in this world I can stand to be around. Hell, you're the only person I ever want around me constantly. I can lose wrestling a thousand times over, but I can't lose you."

"I had to protect you," I said, looking up into his blue eyes.

"I get that," he said. "And you were so brave. But losing you is far worse than losing my job."

"But I have to protect Seth and Roman too," I said. "And I still have to. Hunter and Steph can't be allowed to know what I've told you. You have to keep this a secret and act like nothing has happened."

"Georgie…" he said in warning tone.

"Please, Dean. Please, for me."

"I can't," he growled. "They can't get away with this."

"Then do it for now until we can come up with a logical plan," I begged. "I can't risk us all like this. We all love what we do, I can't ruin that. Just pretend I'm still a bitch, that I still hate you, that this conversation didn't happen. At least for now."

"Don't make me do this," he said.

"Dean… please…"

"I… I… Fine… I'll do it. For you. Anything for you."

And as we stared up at one another, a shift in the air told me that all previous anger or frustration or apprehension was gone. It was just him and I now alone in this room. My cheeks began to flush, the room slowly beginning to feel heated. I swallowed nervously, his closeness making it difficult to think straight. I felt his gaze burning through my skin, his eyes not blinking.

His eyes darted to my lips then back to my own eyes, my breath trembling as he leant forward.

"Dean…" There was a quiver in my tone

"Just… let me kiss you," he softly asked.

So I did.

I closed my eyes allowing him to press his lips to my own, his arms coming around me as he embraced me in the kiss. I sighed against his mouth, his lips like a welcoming home, a place I had missed, somewhere that I could find comfort.

He poured every ounce of emotion he had into that kiss, his lips moulding perfectly to mine. My fingers clung to the material of his shirt, his hands roaming my back, one sliding up until it cupped the back of my neck. I melted into him, needing the affection, needing the intimacy, needing the touch of someone I never thought I'd be able to hold again.

I didn't want to let him go and I never wanted him to release me from his arms, so I stayed right where I was, kissing him and touching him, committing him to memory.

This was a man who loved me, who adored me, who was forgiving me now after everything that I'd done to him. This was a man who understood me and supported me through thick and thin, never judging me and never hurting me. He was one in a million, a shining star amongst the rest, and I had to keep this man and never lose him again.

I knew how he felt… and I felt it too. That love he held for me… well I had it for him. I'd always have it for him. And now I'd let him in on my secret, I could finally show him that love in every way possible.

"I can't lose you again," he whispered to me. "I can't. if that's what you want then I'll do it. I never want to lose the people I love…" His face froze as he realised what he'd said to me. "I… I mean I…"

But I placed a finger on his lips to quieten him, his blue eyes looking at me curiously.

"I love you too," was all I said before pressing my lips back to his.

So as we stood there, our kisses growing deeper, I had to trust Dean would say nothing and act ignorant to it all. Because we needed time to formulate a plan. A real plan. A perfect way out of all this.

xXx

Jon Moxley's Point Of View

They'd hurt her.

They'd manipulated her.

They'd wronged the woman we cared for, the woman we loved.

She was ours. OURS! No one else's. Georgina Hale belonged to us, our hearts were hers. And they'd taken advantage of her.

She was an angel taken by devils, a lamb led to the slaughter, a light turned to darkness.

And I was pissed… I was fucking pissed.

No one hurts her. No one frightens her. No one takes her from us.

But they had.

They had her under their control, their influence, their little puppet in their stupid fucking games.

But she wasn't theirs to have. She was mine… She was Dean's… She was ours…

The Authority may have taken her, but we weren't stopping till we had her back.

Nobody takes what's mine.

And they were gonna fucking pay for this.

Big time.

Again, a huge thanks to sonicmeans speed, xtremediva13, guest, 76ers, Brookeworm3, espeon44, titans8, KaylsDaughterOfHades, A, Peaches, NicollisMommy, Tantoune, rileyjade, Lizzy0408, Dawnie-7, shaihardy81, labinnacslove, GeorgiaDeanGirl, A ShrinkinG VIOLET GIrL, peace486, WeirdGeekyGoof, AlexisGinny, ambroserollinsgirl, guest, manda. pandas, ThatGirl54, iceprincess1987, HisGoldenGirl and ambrose-kohli-girl for their reviews