Tonight is the Hell in a Cell Pay Per View event that has everyone going crazy about for the past two weeks, especially for the two Hell in a Cell main event matches. Even I was pretty excited for tonight although I wasn't scheduled to have a match. I wish I could have a match even if it was a kick start match, but the Creative team, Paul, and Stephanie want to wait until they come up with a solid storyline for me before putting me into major diva matches. So for the time being I have been put in petty divas matches, but my wrestling moves have not been tainted so I'm glad for that.

Anyway, I was sitting in one of the seats that's for the audience, watching the stage crew getting everything ready for the night. I do this for every event that I'm a part of, even the house shows. It's just something I had started even back in my indies day, but it was really an excuse for myself to not really come into contact with anyone and just be alone for a bit.

The crew were setting up the Hell in a Cell steel cage, making sure it's hooked up properly. It looked pretty scary from where I'm sitting, but imagine being inside of it? I think it would be cool if I could have a match inside the cell with another diva, or even a male wrestler. It's one of the things I've dreamed about doing in my wrestling career, but I doubt that WWE would allow such a thing.

Soon I was joined by company sitting beside me. I looked over to see that it was the person that I encountered two weeks ago, Dean Ambrose, but I still didn't know his real name. Normally I would feel uncomfortable being in someone's presence, because again I like to keep to myself. However, it's different when it came to this man for some odd reason.

"So we meet again Silent one." Dean said with a smirk, the same one he gave me when we had our first encounter.

I nodded and gave him a small smile with a small shrug.

"So what brings you out here, Sabrina?" He asked curiously as he folded his hands behind his head and folded his leg on top of his knee.

"Adrienne…my real name is Adrienne." I told him using my voice, which surprised him because he sat back up straight.

"So you do talk, Adrienne…I was beginning to think you were mute. I mean I know you're deaf, well that's what everyone in the back has told me." He said sitting back like he did before.

"I'm not mute…I just prefer not to use my voice unless I have too. But yes, I am deaf. And to probably answer the next question you might ask…I can read lips pretty well, so that's how I know what you are saying to me." I said and moved some of my hair.

Jon nodded, noticing my hearing aid and my stretched ear. "So what brings you out here? I thought you would be at your house or with the girls you travel with."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Hell in a Cell is my favorite event and I rather watch the action in person than at home on my TV screen." I said and then began playing with the ends of my hair, looking down. "And I like being on the road more so than going home. I try to go home as little as possible." I admitted.

"Understandable. I personally don't like going home either, but sometimes I need a break from traveling on the road." He said and then it fell quiet between us.

It wasn't an uncomfortable silence, well at least to me it didn't feel that way, but I had the urge to still talk to him, but I didn't say anything. Besides, he looked like he was in deep thought…maybe thinking about his main event Hell in a Cell match with Seth Rollins. I was really looking forward to this match, because everyone knew that they were going to bring the house down. A few more minutes of silence, I stood up getting ready to leave since the doors to the arena were going to open for the fans waiting outside and because Trinity was texting me, probably wondering where I am. I was about to walk off without saying anything, but I caught Dean looking at me.

"I have to go…Trinity is looking for me." I said softly and bit my bottom lip nervously but then smiled softly. "Good luck on your match tonight with Seth Rollins, Dean. I know you will kill it out there." I told him and started walking back to the locker room.

The Hell in a Cell match between Seth Rollins and Dean was going great. The two of them are definitely bringing the house down and I everyone was going insane about the match. I was in the back watching it on one of the TV screens with Trinity and Jonathan and Joshua Fatu (Jimmy and Jey Uso) as they were my rides to the hotel. If you could see me right now, you would know that my knees are bouncing up and down in anticipation, hoping that Dean would win. So far he had the upper hand and had just Seth's head between two cinderblocks. He was going to crush Seth's head in like Seth did to him the day after SummerSlam.

However, a blackout occurred and I was trying to figure out what was going on. It was times like this I wish I could hear, so I could know what the hell is going on. Soon the blackout was over and all of a sudden Dean was in one corner and Seth was in the other, but there was a new figure standing in the middle, which then revealed Windham Rotunda, better known as Bray Wyatt. This was his surprise comeback, which is great…but I had a bad feeling about this.

Unfortunately, my gut feeling was right as Windham attacked Dean. I frowned slightly, because I thought that Paul and Stephanie would have Dean win the match. Soon Windham knocked Dean down with a DDT and then left, having Seth Rollins crawl over to Dean, pinning him for the win. Although Dean lost, the match itself was great and I'm sure that this match will go down in history.

Now that Hell in a Cell was over and the audience were leaving and so were some of us wrestlers, I was waiting for Trinity and the Fatu twins to finish getting their stuff packed up so we could go back to the hotel we were all staying in. I watched as my other wrestling colleagues were going back and forth, trying to leave the venue so they could get some rest before we have to travel to San Antonio tomorrow. I was hoping to see Dean before I left, so I could congratulate him. Although he didn't win tonight, he still put out one hell of a performance. However, I hadn't seen him walking by, so I'm guessing that he's still in his locker room if he hadn't left already.

Deciding to check for Dean in his locker room, I stood up and began trekking my way over there, but Trinity stopped me as I saw her and the Fatu's with their gym bags.

"Where are you going? We're ready to head out to the car." She said.

"I just need to ask Paul and Stephanie a quick question. I'll meet you three in the car, I remembered where you parked." I told her, although it was a lie…well the first part. I didn't want to tell her that I was looking for Dean, because I was afraid that she would ask me questions or that she would tell Nattie and Rosa and then have all three of them questioning me why I'm looking for him.

"Okay, we'll wait for you in the car. Text me if anything changes or happens." Trinity said and then she, Jonathan, and Josh headed out of the venue.

Once the three of them left, I went to find Dean's locker room. It didn't take me long to find it, because I saw him go in and out of it throughout the night. I hoped no one else, besides Dean was inside the locker room as I had reached the door. I knocked on the door that had his name on it and waited a minute or two, but nothing. I didn't know if he wasn't in there or if he is and said something, which I wouldn't have been able to hear, so I knocked again. The door was yanked open roughly and then an annoyed and tired looking Dean revealed himself.

"WHAT?!" Dean shouted, but then his softened when he realized that it was just me.

"Sorry Dean, did I catch you at a bad time?" I asked him, feeling bad if I had irritated him more.

"Oh hey Adrienne. Sorry about that, I thought it was one of the stage crew coming back to remind me to leave soon. But you're okay…Uh come in." He said and I followed him into his locker room. I sat down on one of the benches and saw that Dean was still packing his duffel bag, because he had some of his stuff nearby that was about to go in it.

"So what's up?" Dean asked but soon Seth came out from nowhere, wearing sweatpants, a hoodie, and his hair brushed back into a messy, low bun.

"Who was at the door Jon?" He chuckled as he knew that Jon was getting annoyed with the stage crew keep knocking at the door, but then saw me sitting on the bench. He stopped walking and smiled softly. Seth knew I was the newest Diva added to the roster and knew the fact that I was deaf. He heard that I can read lip movement, but wasn't sure how good, so he stretched his arm out and introduced himself.

"Hey, I'm Colby Lopez. Or you can call me Seth Rollins if you want, it doesn't matter." Colby said, telling me his real name.

I shook his hand and gave him a soft smile, "Adrienne."

Colby nodded, still smiling before looking at Dean. "I'll catch you later man." He said and waved at me before he left the locker room.

By then Dean had finish packing his bag and slung it over his shoulder, before grabbing his keys.

"So what's up Adrienne? What do I owe for your visit?" He asked, finally speaking to me, since I've been in the room.

"Just wanted to congratulate you on your match from tonight. I know you didn't win, but you still were great out there." I told him, rubbing the back of my head nervously.

"Oh um, thanks. Yeah you know how I do." He said and then chuckled a bit.

I smiled softly,"You're welcome. I just thought I would come by to tell you that before you left." I said and then noticed that I should leave so I wouldn't keep Trinity and the guys waiting much longer."I have to go meet up with Trinity since we're riding together…So I guess I'll see you either Tomorrow or Tuesday maybe."

"Wait! Let me uh…walk you to your car or something. I think we parked on the same level anyway." Jon said as he gently grabbed my wrist to stop me from walking. I nodded and agreed to let him walk me to the car. Of course it didn't take us long to find the car I had arrived in, since the parking garage was basically empty, now that a majority of the people had left the arena a while ago. We stopped at least two cars away and looked at each other.

"Thanks for walking with me to the car, Dean. It was nice of you to do so." I thanked him with true sincerity.

"It's no big deal, I figured I would walk with you since we…uh parked in the same level." Dean said with a light shoulder shrug as his hands were stuffed into the pockets of his jeans. "I guess I'll see you later then…"

I nodded, tucked some strands of my hair behind my ear. "Bye, Dean." I said then started to walk to the car, but then he grabbed my wrist gently once again making me look at him.

"Jonathan Good...call me Jonathan or Jon." He said and then let go of my wrist before walking away to find his car.

"Jonathan Good…" I whispered his name to myself quietly.

Author's Note

Chapter 2 is out. What do you think so far? I definitely would love some feed back for you lovely readers. I plan to update more after the TLC PPV tonight. I'm routing for Dean Ambrose when he goes against Bray Wyatt tonight.