Chapter 2
Guys, A little surprise in this chapter... In the form of a new character!
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Karlee awoke on Monday morning in Dean's arms, her head on his chest as he snoozed softly. She lay there for a moment before trailing a finger over his chest and down his abs, singling out every faint line on his stomach. His body was perfect. She felt his bicep curl and she was pulled on top of him.
"No that's a little cruel isn't it. You know I'm not allowed to jump you for a month." Karlee groaned and settled her head on his chest, her legs falling between his.
"I'm sure you'll survive Mr Ambrose." He pretended to think about it for a moment.
"Nope." Karlee giggled and wiggled off him, wincing slightly as she brushed her sore side against his hip. She had to change the dressing on her wound every day for a few weeks then she was allowed the stitches out.
"Still sore honey?" He asked as Karlee walked up to the mirror and pulled her cami up. The huge white plaster standing out against like her bronzed stomach. Dean walked up behind her and ever so carefully traced a finger around the white square that protected the cut.
"It's so ugly." She claimed, trying to look at it in a different light. Dean chuckled and slung his arms over her shoulders.
"No. It's not." He may have smiled but his voice was serious.
"I'm thinking about getting it tattooed once it heals properly. It would cover it up and I would be able to wrestle with it on show" Dean rolled his eyes.
"Don't you have enough? Although 'Mrs Dean Ambrose' would look pretty going up and down that body of yours." Karlee turned at his words, her eyes wide.
"Mrs Ambrose? Is that a hint?" he looked up at her.
"Maybe. You want breakfast?" He jumped over the bed and ran down the stairs at an alarming rate, leaving Karlee to stand with her mouth gawking open as e started on making a pile of pancakes
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Most of the couples morning was taken up with crutch practice. Having Karlee able to walk on crutches meant that if Dean left her throughout the day, she was able to move around on her own. Karlee was laying on the sofa catching up on Total Divas when Dean came into the lounge with suitcases, all packed with their clothes and shoes.
"I thought we would be back tomorrow?" Karlee asked as she stood up, looking at the amount of things he had packed. Dean shrugged.
"We can see how you get on. As soon as you want to come home, we'll be back in a flash. I promise." Karlee squealed and hobbled up to her boyfriends, planting a kiss straight onto his lips.
"Agh! I'm so excited!" She switched the television off and limped her way upstairs to get changed. She had spent the morning curling her hair into soft waves and her make up was perfectly done.
"Did you leave out an outfit for me babe?" She asked, dreading his response.
"Yeah, just an old pair of joggers and a white shirt." Karlee smiled, secretly hoping he was joking. She may be injured but she could still look half decent. She waltzed into the bedroom to find a pair of skinny jeans and a brand new pair of knitted UGG boots. Her look was completed by a white cami vest and a thigh length soft brown woolly jumper.
"Nice." She murmured as she shrugged out of her soft shorts and into the skinny jeans. She made Dean fetch her white push up bra and asked him to unclasp the one she had on and fasten her other one when she switched. A groan came from his mouth as the electricity sparked from her skin to his fingertips.
"Mrs Ambrose, you're such a tease!" He moaned as he fell back onto the bed and covered his face with a pillow.
"Will you stop calling me that!" Karlee protested as she slipped on her vest and cardigan. She plumped up her hair one last time before grabbing the crutches that lay by the bed.
"What? Mrs Ambrose? Do you not like being called that?" Karlee cocked her head to the side.
"It's not that, I do but-"
"Well hold it. You're mine and I'll call you whatever I want." He winked and kissed Karlee on the tip of the nose, making her blush and giggle like a schoolgirl.
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The car journey was long and after a quick sneaky stop at McDonald's, Karlee was finally ready to face the company which she worked for. Pulling into the employee's car park, she noticed Steph and Paul waiting for her, standing out in their thick suit jackets as the cold became worse and worse.
"If you want to go home at any point just say." Dean kept reminding her. Karlee held his hand in front of them as he took the keys out of the ignition.
"Seriosuly. You're worse than me. Calm the fuck down and take a chill pil. As long as bitch tits stays out of my way for a week or so I'll be dandy." She grabbed her phone and her purse and opened the car door, swinging her legs out into the cool, brisk air. Steph noticed them and motioned for Paul to follow her over to the car. They both walked over in a power stance but as soon as they reached the car, they went into Mommy and Daddy mode.
"Good to see you sweetheart. Sorry we couldn't make it to the hospital. The girls and their recitals." Paul gave her shoulders a quick squeeze as he explained their absence. Steph looked a little more sympathetic. She always took the health, wellbeing an emotions of her female talent to heart and seeing them in pain was one thing but knowing one of them nearly died was a totally different ball game.
"I'm so sorry that happened to you sweety. I really am but on behalf of the whole company, we wish you the speediest recovery and hope to have you back with us soon. Even if it's not to wrestle." Karlee smiled and reached out for a hug, squeezing her boss as hard as she squeezed her. Dean nudged in and helped her out of the truck and settled her on the ground with her crutches on either side. Her knee brace was on and secure, limiting her movement but making the pain a little more bearable. The ugly black plastic and steel made hinge sat on top of her jeans, making it available for everyone to see.
"You hurt your knee?" Paul asked as he caught sight of the contraption similar to his own. Karlee nodded.
"It doesn't require rehab or physio and as long as I wear my knee brace when I work out, It won't casue any problems in my recovery. The crutches are really just here to keep the weight off my left side, where the wound is." Dean started throwing out bags and to both him and Karlee's surprise, Paul lifted two duffle's over his shoulder and motioned for Steph to wheel the pink suitcase containing the shoes. Dean nodded gratefully as he shut the back of the truck and grabbed Karlee's handbag.
"There isn't a welcome back party or anything is there?" Karlee asked and Steph shook her head.
"We didn't know what you would be able to handle. By the way Dean, your meeting with Vince was cancelled but he gave me all his notes.. Basically he wanted to know when you wanted to challenge for the World Title." Karlee nearly fell into the gutter as the words spilled out of Steph's mouth. Dean helped her steady herself before laughing away Steph's offer.
"Not just now thanks. I'd like to work my way up. Can we just get Karlee inside then start discussing things?" Paul nodded and they were inside before they knew it, the roster scattered around in terrible attempts to pretend they were doing something. The Big Show and John Cena stood by reception pretending to look at a brochure, unaware that Karlee had noticed it was upside down. The girls were less worried about being noticed as they all came tearing down the halls once Karlee had got into catering. Nikki and Bri were the first ones there and welcomed her with a gorgeous bunch of flowers in her favorite colour. Red. Kaitlyn, AJ and Amy were the next ones to arrive, not even noticing her at first but Amy stopped to take a second look and AJ and Kaitlyn walked right into the back of her.
"Holy shit. Guess who just entered the building." Amy spoke, taking a second to see if Karlee was actually standing in front of her. Karlee squeaked as one of her oldest friends ran up and gave her a hug. Anyone looking on would have thought they hadn't seen each other in months when in fact they had swapped rehab tips when Amy and CM Punk popped over for a coffee, both of them opting for a Pepsi.
"Where's Layla?" Karlee asked, a little disappointed that one of her close friends wasn't here despite Seth and Roman flanking Dean.
"I have no idea but she's been acting super weird." Roman added. He looked like he hadn't slept in a week. Just as Karlee was hobbling her way to the Shield's dressing room, she caught sight of what at first looked like her reflection in a mirror. Only when she glanced again that in fact she saw that it was someone else. With the same coloured hair. The only thing that had Karlee stand out from the beginning was her moves and her hair. With Kaitlyn and AJ being on the roster, her hair was the only thing really keeping her apart. Now there was someone else in town.
"Hey, I'm Eva Marie, WWE's newest star." Karlee did a double take. She had never met anyone with such an ego. Even the way she stood gave off negative vibes. Her dress was tight and white, making her tan look even more orange. Her foundation covered her lips, making her look stupid. Eva stood with her arms outstretched, looking like she wanted a hug but Karlee stuck her hand out, offering a handshake, something which the 'newest star' shook with some reluctance. Two other girls caught her sight, both of them stood looking up at Karlee in awe but looking shy at the same time.
"And who might you two be?" Karlee asked as her eyes darted between the two young girls, obvious new additions to the roster.
"Hi. I'm JoJo." The dark haired one said, offering her hand and Karlee shook it with a smile on her face. She looked adorable. But young.
"How old are you sweetie?" Karlee asked, intrigued by the young woman.
"Nineteen Miss." Karlee chuckled.
"Please, the names Karlee. Nice to meet you JoJo." JoJo blushed and stepped backwards before changing direction and walking towards Nikki, gushing about how she had just met her idol, something of which Karlee was oblivious to.
"And you are?" The room went silent as the last girl in line looked up, her bright ginger hair framing her pale face. It was curled in tight ringlets and stopped just at her shoulders. She was wearing skinny jeans almost identical to Karlee's and a white crop top. She was as white as a ghost and by what Karlee could see had an amazing figure. She was an interesting person and by the slight black swirl that was peeking out f the top of her jeans, she had ink.
"I'm Alice, 'Newest star'to the WWE." She used air quotes when saying the words 'newest star and it was obvious they were a pisstake on what Eva had said and that stifled a laugh from Karlee.
"Nice to meet you." She was about to shake her hand when Steph popped in.
"Um, Karlee meet your new protégé. Whilst you get better, we would like you to show Eva Marie and Alice the ropes around here. Nikki and Bri are in control of JoJo, so you have these two lovely ladies." Karlee smiled. Alice seemed fun and their reactions matched when Eva's name was mentioned.
"Is it okay if we come and talk to you later tonight, maybe watch a bit of the show with you?" Alice sounded hopeful and her enthusiasm would make Karlee brighten up a little if she felt tired. She nodded, agreeing with her request.
"Maybe you could tell us about what happened to you too, you know, because no-one told us yet." Eva piped up out of nowhere. Karlee smirked and stepped towards the younger wrestler, coming almost face to face with her.
"Well, there's probably a reason for that." She whispered. Eva's face dropped and she stuck her nose in the air and stepped backwards,, looking slightly miffed. Alice never moved a muscle.
"It was nice meeting you." Karlee shouted over her back as she hobbled away with Dean and the rest of the guys towards the locker room.
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This chapter was extremely important in setting up the rest of this story, especially with Eva-Marie and Alice. Can any of you guess what happens?
Longer chapter for you guys. Hope you like it
Lots of Love,
Amanda Xo (P.S... Check out my new story, Its a Daniel Bryan and Bri Bella one!)