It was weird, in a good way weird though, to run around backstage before the show. Dean didn't leave her side and she was grateful for that since she didn't really know anyone. Luckily the guy selling tickets didn't run around backstage with the talents. She didn't feel like having to run into him and explain why he wasn't getting a free ride this time around. Just before the doors opened to the public, he walked her out to the front row. He helped her over the barricade.

"Come here," he said as he took her hand.

He dragged her back into his arms, hugging her with the barricade between them.

"You're my good luck charm," he said with a chuckle before releasing her. "Enjoy the show."

And then he walked off.

Enjoy the show she surely did. As always it was great and she just let herself go with the flow. His eyes found her right away as he entered for the main event, sending one of those sassy smiles in her direction that she had come to know very well. She sent a smile back at him and he winked at her before turning his attention towards his opponent.

Ten minutes later the crowd roared with cheers as he stood victorious as always. She clapped at him and then her mindset went back to where it usually was. She was scanning the room to see who was the most cheerful. She didn't do it on purpuse. She was just so used to doing it that she went on autopilot.

He looked down at her and noticed. No way he was gonna let her do that. He rolled out of the ring and hurried towards her just as she was getting up from her chair and turning her back against the ring. He leaped forward, hanging over the barricade as he grabbed her around the waist. She let out a little yelp as she felt herself being dragged backwards towards the barricade. Shortly after she was being lifted over it and she found herself in his arms as he dragged her with him backstage to the loud cheers of the audience.

She was laughing so much when they finally made it out backstage and he loved the sound of it. He swung her around a couple of times just to keep her laughter going before he finally put her down on her feet and let go.

"You're crazy," she laughed as she looked at him.

"That was wicked," a young woman spoke as she walked over to them.

She stuck out her hand to greet Sadie.

"I'm Alexa," she said.
"Sadie," Sadie said as she shook her hand.
"Take care of her for a couple of minutes, Alexa, while I go shower and get changed," Dean said.
"Will do," Alexa said and smiled.

Fifteen minutes later he came back to see the women were in a conversation on one of the couches. It looked like she enjoyed her time there and it made him smile.

"Ladies," he said as he walked over to them.
"I love her, Dean. Can I take her shopping tomorrow?" Alexa asked.
"That sounds like a lovely idea," he answered.

Sadie turned her head and gave him a look he couldn't quite figure out.

"Just a second, Alexa," she said as she stood up, took Dean's hand and dragged him with him.

"What are you doing? I can't go with her," she said.
"Why not?" He asked.
"For starters, I have nothing to wear," she answered.
"Yes, you do. It's in my car," he said and grinned.
"What did you do?" She asked.
"Technically, I didn't do anything. Roman did. He bought that dress you tried on today," he answered.
"Why?" She asked.
"Why? How about thank you? And because you looked damn good in it," he said as he leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Don't worry so much, Sadie. Go tomorrow, have a good day, make a new friend. Just enjoy yourself."
"But..." She started but he cut her off as he knew what she was gonna say.
"Don't worry about it. My treat," he said.

He dragged her back to Alexa before she could argue with him.

"You're on, Alexa. I count on you to keep her safe and happy," he said and winked before walking over to talk with Roman.

She talked for a couple of more minutes with Alexa until she had to leave.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow around 11," Alexa said before heading off.

It didn't take long before Miz dumped down next to her. She knew who he was from the ring.

"So how much do you charge for an entire evening?" He asked.
"Excuse me?" She looked at him wide-eyed.
"No need to lie to me. I've had you before. Don't you remember?" He asked.

She looked at him, her brain working as hard as it could but no memory of him and her together came to mind. She slowly started to shake her head.

"One year ago in my car. You were amazing," he said.

She wondered if she should thank him for the weird compliment but she just kept staring at him.

"So how much does Dean pay to keep you around all evening?" He asked again.
"He doesn't pay me. We're friends," she answered.
"Ha, good one. Alright, if that's how you wanna play it, I'll respect that," he said.
"Miz please, don't go telling anyone in here about me. Only you and Dean know and I'd like to keep it that way," she said as she placed her hand on his arm.
"Don't worry. Your secret's safe with me," he said and smirked.

That smirk creeped her out.

"What's going on here?" Dean asked.

They both looked up at him.

"Nothing. Just chatting a bit about the past and so," Miz said as he got up.

As he started to walk away, Dean grabbed his arm and stopped him. He leaned in close to Miz's ear.

"Mess with her and you answer to me," he sneered.
"Really, Dean? It's all good. We both know what she is. No need to pretend to be a protective boyfriend when we both know you're paying to fuck her," Miz said.

Everyone stopped talking and turned their heads as a fight broke out. Roman and a few others hurried towards the two men and pulled them apart. Roman started dragging Dean towards the door as Miz was being dragged in the other direction.

"Sadie!" Roman called.

She jumped up from the couch and hurried outside with them. Dean was in a fury. He was rambling so fast that he didn't make sense.

"Keys!" Roman ordered as he finally let go off Dean once they were by the car.

Dean gave Roman the car keys but he was still fuming as they got into the car. No one spoke on the way home. Roman tried concentrating on driving, Dean let the anger boil inside him and Sadie was scared shitless in the backseat. It wasn't until they finally reached Dean's apartment that he snapped again. He turned his anger towards Sadie.

"This is all your fault!" He shouted.
"What did I do?" She asked as she stepped away from him.
"If you hadn't fucked half the town, none of this would have happened!" He yelled as he marched into the bedroom.

She hung her head and walked into the livingroom. Roman stood for a few seconds debating in his head which way he should go until he decided to follow her. She was closing her backpack as he came in there.

"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Leaving," she answered.

He walked over to her, took the backpack from her and put it back on the floor.

"No, you're not. That's not Dean in there. He's in Moxley mode. It doesn't happen a lot anymore, thank god, but every once in a while Mox sticks out his ugly head. I'm sorry you had to be on the recieving end for that," he said.
"He scares me, Roman," she said.
"I know but he'll come down soon enough. Just don't leave," he said.
"Well, you go stay in the bedroom with him then because I sure as hell ain't. I'm taking the couch tonight," she said.

He sighed and walked into the bedroom. Dean was sitting on the bed when Roman entered. Roman crossed his arms across his chest.

"Are you done?" He asked.
"Yeah, man, I'm sorry," Dean answered.
"I'm not the one you should be apologizing to," Roman said.
"I'll do it tomorrow. I can't face her right now after what I said," Dean said.
"Unless you wanna spoon with me all night, I suggest that you do. She's holding the couch hostage because she's scared of you and she ain't sharing it with me. And I just talked her out of leaving as well which I shouldn't have had to do in the first place," Roman said.
"Alright," Dean said and sighed.

Those few steps between the bedroom and the livingroom were hard to take. For each step he took, he felt more and more bad. When he finally entered the livingroom, his heart dropped. She was sitting on the couch all curled up. Arms around her legs, knees against her chest, her head bowed down and hidden. He knew this one was on him. She shivered as he sat down and put his arm around her.

"I'm sorry, Sadie. I didn't mean what I said and I sure as hell didn't mean to scare you," he said.
"I thought you were different. You were supposed to be different," she said.
"I know. I'm so sorry. Words can't express how bad I feel," he said.

A few seconds passed. He just held his arm around her, waiting for her to respond. She took a deep breath and lifted her head. There is was again that dead look in her eyes he had seen the same morning when she had said it was okay if he wanted to touch her. It was in that moment he knew he wasn't the only one dealing with an alter ego that would stick its ugly head out from time to time. She was shutting down mentally to keep herself up. He wondered how many men had seen that dead look in her eyes and just hadn't cared about it. Again he felt his heart break for her.

"It's fine," she said as she stood up.

Nothing was fine, he knew that, but he had to take it for now.

"Ready to go to bed?" He asked as he stood up next to her.

She didn't answer. She just walked towards the bedroom and he followed her.

Shortly after he was lying on his back, eyes wide opened as he stared at the ceiling in the dark. She had her back against him. He had no idea what to do. Should he roll around and put his arm around her like last night? Would she even take kindly to that after what had just happened? Or should he roll the other way and have his back against her? Would she think he was still being an asshole towards her then? He let out a small sigh and stayed on his back while he listened to her breathing as she fell asleep.