A/N: Thank you bella315 for your continuous support, critique where it was necessary and encouraging words where they were needed.
Chapter 54
The next morning at breakfast I got an email of a good friend of mine, Claire. I met her over the internet a couple of years ago and we had stayed in contact the whole time.
I have to admit, I don't tag all the German fans when we are over there, because that is our time off, so the email I got made me grin widely.
"What is it?" Jon asked and helped himself to more coffee.
"Are there any plans for tonight?" He studied me and replied:"Nope." I melted every time he did this.
"Well, can I surprise you tonight?" Again that look. "Okay, go ahead." he replied vaguely. My surprises were sometimes a little crazy that's why he was cautious.
"Okay, be right back."
I went out of the dining room to make a phone call. I returned about 10 minutes later with a huge smile on my face.
"This is not good. Am I going to hate it?"
"The first part...maybe. The second part you will love."
And that was what I told him about our evening plans.
We had to leave Amsterdam around 3 pm to drive to Rotterdam, only an hour away, and I choose to drive this time.
I parked the car at a little cafe not directly in the city but away from the town center.
"This is what you will maybe not like. I am going to meet a dear friend of mine, Claire. I've known her for about 2 years now and she happens to be in town tonight. You may want to be nice, because she will accompany us to our evening entertainment."
"So she is a fan?""I know people who are not fans!" I protested but he just kept looking and I admitted:"Yes, but she is cool. Did I ever introduce you to a weird fan?"
"There was this one time where...""Shut up. Less talking, more walking. Let's go."
I left the car and he could follow or stay behind. He choose to follow. "Stop being a baby about this." I whispered before we entered the cafe.
I spotted Claire and we hugged each other. "Finally!" she said. "Yes, we had to make this happen someday. But don't tell him yet." I pointed to my husband.
"Jon, this is Claire, Claire, this is my husband Jon."
She smiled. "Nice to meet you Jon.""Pleasure." he replied and waited till we were seated before he plopped down in a chair as well.
"He is grumpy. Ignore him. His mood will lighten up soon enough."
"Unless you take me to a strip club my mood will not lighten up."Claire and I looked at each other and grinned. "Oh there will be stripping included." she said and ignored his rude behavior.
We choose to simply ignore him completely and started talking about recent WWE events, stuff on the internet and about our lives in general.
At some point Jon decided to join the conversation. I rewarded him by fondling his hair that stuck out under his baseball cap. With his 5 day beard you could hardly recognize him which was good. We had been really lucky these past few days and he was not recognized a single time.
We were just talking about how unfair WWE treated some mid card wrestlers, including guys like Damien Sandow and Alberto del Rio when Jon joined the conversation. Hah, got you I thought to myself.
"When you get into the business you know that you will probably never make it to the top. But you have this dream, and you work hard. It is easier to become successful in the independent scene but the money you earn there is nothing compared to what a jobber at WWE gets. So if I would have to choose between being the next CZW champion or be the next Fandango I would choose to become...the next CZW champion."
We laughed. "But honestly. You take the opportunity, you work that gimmick and eventually it will work out. They put you through the test and it will pay out. You will only become a main eventer when the whole package is right. Media Appearances, Fan Reaction, Merchandise Sales, Sick days, etc. After all the WWE has an image to obtain."
"So what you are saying is that you would become the next Fandango when on the long run it meant main events for you?"Claire asked and Jon shock his head. "Never. I created first Jon Moxley and then Dean Ambrose and that is my gimmick. And Vince can throw a hissy fit if he wants to but I will stick to Dean Ambrose as long as I work for WWE. No one will change that. They can let him turn face for all I care, but he will be who he is at the core always. I have enough weight to throw around by now to make sure I can stick to Dean. And WWE knew from the beginning that a mellower version of Jon Moxley was the right thing for me. They didn't put me through a Leakee stage thank God. I lucked out. Besides, I can't dance."
Now Claire widened her eyes and I snickered.
"What?" he asked and I put my hand on his arm. "He really doesn't realize it." I explained and Claire pulled out her phone to show Jon a video of his little dancing moves, underlined with Will Pharellls Happy.
"Who puts his time and energy into this shit?" He tried to be angry but he lost it and smiled.
"Fuck, it's great."
"You never showed it to him?"Claire asked me and I shook my head. "No, every time he gets mad at me I just picture him in this silly video and his wrath is not so bad then."
"My wrath? Come on, you make me sound like an asshole. It's you who wears the pants in the marriage.""True."
A little while later we had to leave.
"Why will you not tell me where we are going?"
"It's a surprise. A long time ago, Claire and I talked about doing something together. We never had the chance to do it, and she wrote me today telling me that she would do this thing on her own tonight. She didn't know that we are just an hour away. So I pulled some weight of my own, got lucky and here we are."
We arrived at the Ahoy Arena and got out of the car.
"This place is empty." Jon said and I rolled my eyes. "Patience. We have to go to Arena 3."
In front of Arena 3, one of the smaller locations of the Ahoy Arena Jon finally spotted a cluster of people, already entering the building. And he knew a crowd when he saw one.
"You gotta be kidding me.""Nope."Claire smiled using his trademark and he just struck out his tongue.
I stopped and looked at him. Sometimes he was difficult to read. Especially in public when he held himself back with his emotions.
When I spotted a grin on his lips I was relieved.
"I may or may not have reached out to Sami this morning and he put us on the guest list." I explained.
"So we will watch some wrasslin tonight? And CZW that is? Wow." He was grinning still and pulled me to him to kiss me. "That is freaking fantastic Sam, Claire. Thanks."
"We are glad you approve of the idea. We always wanted to visit some independent show but never got the chance because Sam now plays with the real boys and well I wanted to come here because every now and again CZW produces something great."
"Every now and then, yeah. And you called Sami? How did that went?" Jon smirked now. Sami Callihan was one of Jon's closest friends. He had a short time where he worked for WWE but it never worked out. Now he was back at CZW. Sami's ex wife Chrissie Rivera worked here as well. The three of them had been close once upon a time and the couple times Chrissy and I met it didn't go so well. She was a force to reckon with in a small package.
"It went well. And I can deal with pissy Chrissie." I left it at that. At least I had Claire with me. One thing I learned and experienced each time someone talked bad about me is, that Jon protects the people he likes. He liked Chrissy so I rather kept my mouth shut than saying something bad about her.
We went to the backstage entrance and the bouncer checked our names of the list and we were good to go.
Once inside and backstage Jon took off his base cap and it didn't take long for talent to swarm him. He knew some of the guys from back in the day and they welcomed him back with open arms.
"You did this for him rather than for yourself."Claire said. We were standing away from the crowd. I knew practically no one, except Danny Havoc, but the last meeting was over 4 years ago. Oh yes and Chrissy and Sami of course.
About 6 guys were around Jon when she made her entrance and she pushed them all aside. She was really tiny, maybe 4'11, but she was a feisty little woman and every man stepped aside until she was able to hop on Jon's hips, being totally sure that he would grab her and hold her. "Jon, it's so nice to see you!" she said and landed a kiss on his lips and laughed.
"Chrissy, hey good to see you as well." He held her up a moment longer until setting her back to the ground gently.
"That bitch."Claire exclaimed. "That's harmless..." I mumbled and turned away in time before Chrissy started looking for me.
"Where is your wife Jon? I want to see her as well. Sami told me you were coming."
Jon looked for me and motioned both Claire and me closer.
"Sam, come here." he ordered and wrapped an arm around me.
"That's my wife Sam. She is a bit intimidated by all of you because her last stay backstage at a CZW event was not pleasant because Havoc made a move on her."
The wrestlers snickered and clapped Havoc on the shoulder.
"I remember you throwing some real punches at me during the match Mox."
"Really? Nah, I wouldn't do that." Jon grinned.
"Well he totally would and did it Danny, I remember the match. Hope your ribs are better." I said and gently touched his side.
Hi Jon, two could play the game.
"Oh they are so much better now." Havoc drawled and Jon's eyes blazed.
"Why don't you continue catching up with your friends, and Claire and I go outside to get a feel for the crowd?"
"Okay, come collect me after the first match started." Jon said and Chrissy grinned and took the arm I just had vacated.
"Come, I'll introduce you to all the guys." she said.
"Bitch." Havoc said and left Claire and I alone.
"And you let him leave with her?""Let her win this fight. I won the war." I showed her my wedding ring.
"Beside no matter what I do, I will look like the jealous bitch here. You learn that really quickly."
"But you trust him with her?""I trust him, yes. Not her. But him. And I just showed him that two can play the game."
"Yes, he was jealous that you touched Havoc. I thought he would tackle him right there."
"Nah, he is good. All the anger therapy pays off finally." We laughed and Chrissy was forgotten.
We found some seats in the back where we still could enjoy the show and after the lights went out I went to collect Jon.
He waited for me with Chrissy.
"There you are." he said and opened his arms to embrace me and kiss me.
I kissed him back and ran my hands through his hair. The kiss lasted longer than necessary and I did it to prove a point to Chrissy.
"Put your cap back on husband. The crowd is wild out there. Chrissy, it was nice to meet you again."
"It was good to see Jon again." Her mood had changed in the last 30 minutes.
I could guess the reason for that and smirked in her face while grabbing Jon's hand to go outside with him.
"She made a move on you?" I asked. "Yeah, had to remind her that I am taken. Pissed her off really good hence the cold shoulder. Kiss me again Sam, because I feel dirty that I even let her wrap her skinny legs around me." I kissed him on the cheek and led him to our seats.
I couldn't resist slapping Jon in the back of his head on the way to our chairs though. He gingerly touched his head and shot me a dirty look before sitting down next to Claire.
"What did you do to deserve this?" she asked grinning.
"Hell if I know." he mumbled and concentrated on the action in ring.
CZW was still pretty hardcore and really not my cup of tea but Jon had fun and Claire liked the whole atmosphere as well.
When it was time for the main event I got itchy because Danny Havoc would be in this main event as well as Jon's friend Sami and I knew my husband.
"Please tell me that you won't do anything stupid." I whispered.
"Now why would I do that?" he whispered back and smirked.
Hell no, it just went fine without anyone noticing him...
Somewhere in the middle of the match the ref got knocked out accidentally and Havoc used the opportunity to grab a chair and he started hammering away at Sami.
Half the crowd cheered because of the violence the other half booed him because he hurt the hero in this match.
Jon decided in that moment to give me his cap and he made his way to the ramp.
Claire looked at me and I just shrugged.
Jon ran to the ring, slid in under the whisper of the audience and he waited until Havoc turned around. He kicked the chair out of the other mans' hand used the momentum to lock him in the Dirty Deeds and pulled his finisher through.
He grabbed Sami put him over Havoc and went to the ref to wake him up.
The ref made the three count and Sami won the match.
The crowd went crazy now. Enough people had recognized my husband by now and those with some background knowledge started Mox Mox chants.
Havoc left the ring holding his head, Jon just shrugged smiling when he walked by, and Sami grabbed the microphone.
"Well, look whom we have here. Jon Moxley coming to my rescue. Get up here."
Jon climbed into the ring and hugged Sami and Sami raised the hand of his longtime friend.
"Hit his music would you?" Sami instructed and Jon's old CZW theme started to play.
They celebrated a little under continuous Mox chants until they left the ring.
Jon waited near our seats for me and Claire to join him and then he walked out with his arms around us.
"That was awesome. Omg! Coming here I would have never thought to see Mox in action tonight."Claire was smiling from ear to ear.
"Glad you liked it. Maybe you should come back to the hotel with me because this one here didn't like it."
I stuck out my tongue. "Because I have no idea how I will explain this to WWE. Excuse me."
Better they heard it from me that Mox made a one night only return tonight at CZW.
I even had an idea how this could work in our favor.
I called Mark and told him about tonight and presented him with my idea.
"We could use this. Jon went back to his roots after last Monday's loss. He is getting more lunatic again to ensure his win at WM. It could also mean more tension between him and Colby."
Mark surprised me, he liked the idea and asked me to tweet a picture about this. So I went to search the ringside photographer he sent me a shot of Mox to my phone.
Jon found me writing the tweet.
"So everything cool with the PTB?"
"Yes, we will use this to our advantage. You went back to your roots finding that inner SOB again."
"Oh I like that. More lunatic Ambrose again thank God."
"Yeah but don't pull such a stunt again without at least talking to me. We have to proceed with care here Jon. WM can make you or break you and its a big step stone for the rest of the year."
"I will try but I can't promise you that." he kissed me and we left the arena after our farewells to his old buddies and after we dropped Claire at her car we went back to Amsterdam.
