Hello, lovely readers!

Hope you are all well and ready for another chapter. This one is a lot more relaxed that the previous drama-filled chapters, you'll all be happy to know. Though it is rated M so you have all been warned.

Tantoune – It's Dean, we all know he's a romantic at heart and will do anything to be with Holly. He's the sweetest.

Raquel the writer – Thank you!

Chermayne – Dean doesn't hang around. His woman was missing and he wanted to get to her!

Ambrose-kohli-girl – She's bagged herself a great guy. He'll do anything for her, even if it means going against Triple H.

Guest – You'd have thought HHH would have hard guards set up or something! But Dean will do whatever he has to to get to his girl, even if it means sneaking around and going against the boss

DeeMarie426 – Hopefully. Hunter needs to see that they are good together and its what Holly really wants

Calwitch – Dean always manages to get Holly. They can never be apart for too long. The others definitely do need to come round. Steph is probably their best chance due to Hunter's anger and Randy's ongoing feelings for Holly. It's going to be a tough order for them

Dutchangel1979 – So glad you like the drama! I love writing it lol. Hunter does need some convincing but hopefully they can manage it in the future.

Ashley – Aww thank you! So sweet of you to say

Seth Rollins babe – Thank you!

Gostcat – Dean is boyfriend goals lol! I like to think my bf can be like that too lol. He gave me a lovely valentines day so he's doing well. And virtual hugs back, glad you're enjoying the story.

WrestlingDiva – Could you imagine!? There would be uproar!

LeaMarie F Metallium – Thank you. We all knew Dean would find her in the end. The couple can't be apart for too long.

This chapter is named after 'Doing It' by Charli XCX and Rita Ora

Holly Helmsley's Point Of View

We were briskly awake at 5.30 in the morning, and after quickly getting ready, we were on our way to the meadow, getting there for 6. It was a fresh and crisp morning and we were both wide awake as we made our way through the brambles and bushes of the wooded forest.

Dean led most of the way, my eyes having been closed for half the journey last time we were here. Dean knew exactly where he was going so I was more than happy to follow his lead. It was still fairly dark so I was surprised he could tell which direction he was walking. But I had faith in him and within a few minutes of walking the forest began to open out and the meadow was finally in full view.

"It's just as I remember it," commented Dean to himself as we gazed around, taking in our beautiful surroundings. Even in the cold winter, the trees were still flourished with bright green leaves and the flowers still bloomed brightly. It was like a small little haven, a sweet pocket of nature that the cold could not touch.

"It's more stunning than ever," I said. "We need to make sure we come here more often."

He looked down at me. "We can arrange that."

I smiled up at him and we walked further into the meadow. It had rained a few days previous so I was worried the ground would still be wet. Thankfully it had dried up but Dean set a blanket he'd brought with him down on the ground for us anyway.

We seated ourselves comfortably on the blanket, cuddled closely together, awaiting the impending sunrise. It wasn't exactly cold; even on this winter morning, the trees creating a warm and protective barrier around us. But it was still nice to huddle near to him for warmth anyway. This place truly was heaven.

"I've never seen the sunrise before," Dean muttered as we sat there, my eyes looking curiously up at him.

"Never?" I asked.

"Well I've seen pictures and videos," he went on. "But I've never seen it in the flesh."

"You've surprised me," I said. "I thought you'd have seen the sunrise before with your past lifestyle."

"Nah," he said. "It's true that I was always awake at these stupid times in the morning but I'd either be asleep, in the gym, in the ring or far too fucking drunk to look at it. This will be the first time I've ever sat and properly looked at one."

"Well you're in for a treat," I told him. "It's nature at its greatest."

Dean was about to speak when a small specter of light shone from through the trees in front of us, both of us sitting up eagerly as the sunrise began, the dark night sky slowly turning into a refreshing beautiful orange as the sun began to wake the day up.

The two of us looked on in awe, unable to believe the true beauty of the sunrise.

Being constantly on the road and busy with work, it wasn't very often that I was able to appreciate things like this. Working for WWE was a tiring thing, so most of my mornings were spent trying to catch up on any missed sleep or resting after a long and heavy night. Half the time, I wasn't even sure if the world existed before 9 in the morning.

But seeing this was worth it; it was worth getting up for, this was worth having such little sleep, especially to share it with the man I loved.

I'd never done something so romantic in all my life. It was so intimate and personal for the two of us, especially as we were watching it in a place that meant so much to us.

It made me love this man more and more.

"That is one hell of a sunrise. It's so beautiful," I said. "And so bright."

"I thought you'd like it," he said with an amused tone.

I took his hand in mine and brushed my thumb against the back of it, turning my head to look at him. "It was a wonderful suggestion. Thank you for bringing me here for this, Dean."

"No problem," he grinned, looking at me lovingly.

"And thank you for everything."

"Anything for you, sweetheart."

"No I mean it," I said in earnest. "Not just for this morning, but for everything. For being my friend, for helping me, for saving me, for putting up with me, for loving me... For staying with me after this shit kicked off."

"I'll always stay with you," he whispered, shuffling closer so that our shoulders were touching. "I've finally found the one thing to give my life meaning. Before you, I just lived. I had no purpose, no feeling, nothing. Seth and Roman were the only good things I had, not even wrestling could fill the fucking hole in my life. But then I met you and I felt… complete. For once, I had someone to look after, someone to love… and someone to love me. Even though we didn't always get on and we had our moments in the early days, you still accepted me. Even after you met the lunatic and saw my darker side, you still stuck around. Even when you realised how truly fucked up me and my life are, you still chose to be with me. So there is no need to thank me, Holly. I would have been with you whether you wanted me to or not because I love you too much to let you go."

… Oh… wow.

It was a good job that I was sitting down at that moment, because my legs had totally turned to jelly, my heart pounding and my face no doubt blushing. A single tear fell down my cheek and Dean quickly caught it.

I loved him, I loved him so much. How is it that someone like me could end up with someone as perfect as Dean Ambrose? My life had been absolute hell for the past few days… but someone had given me him and his love, and I would forever hold on to this little piece of hope he had given me. Dean loved me and I loved him. It did not matter that he was wrestler and I was his boss's sister. It did not matter that everybody wanted us apart. All that mattered was him and I, together.

That's all that would ever matter.

I leaned forward, cupped his face in my hands and lightly brushed my lips against his.

"I love you," I whispered. "And thank you for loving me."

Closing the small gap between us, Dean pressed his lips to mine, pouring every ounce of emotion and love into that kiss, totally sweeping me off my feet and making my heart swell with more love and adoration than it could possibly manage. He gently wrapped his arms around me, drawing me as close to him as was physically possible.

I ran my hands through his hair, loving how the brown strands fell through my fingers, making my body tingle. His tongue pushed past my lips, deepening the kiss and making me gasp. I felt his smile at my reaction as he continued to kiss me.

Damn, he dazzles me!

"And I love you, Holly. For ever and always," he finished before we pulled apart and continued watching the sunrise.

After a short while, it finally reached its peak, the sunrise over and the day truly beginning. It had been the most wonderful and perfect way to spend our morning and I knew we'd have to do it again in the future.

"The trees are so tall here," I commented after a while as I looked once again at my surroundings. I had never seen trees quite as tall as the ones that were around us. This meadow was truly amazing.

"And green too," Dean said. "I bet they're fucking awesome to climb."

"I've never climbed a tree," I said, mainly to myself.

"You've never climbed a tree?!" Dean asked, totally shocked by my statement, dropping his mouth open, trying to be dramatic.

I shook my head and giggled at his movement. "Hey, you've never seen a sunrise. Besides, I'm not the most coordinated person in the world, Dean. I'd probably slip and fall out the tree."

He looked as if he was thinking to himself, debating with himself in his head. His eyes met mine. "Right, then I'll teach you," he suddenly said, standing up.

"What?" I looked at him. "Dean, I'll fall, trust me."

"No you won't. I'll help you. You've always helped me, so I'll teach you to climb a tree. Not much of a deal but it's the best I can do." He held his hand out for me to take. "Trust me."

I was apprehensive. Could someone really teach clumsy Holly Heather Helmsley to climb a tree? Well, if I was going to let anyone teach me, it would be Dean. A let out a deep breath and took his hand, standing up along the way. I knew this wouldn't end well, but I trusted Dean with all my heart. I knew I would be okay.

He walked us over to the shortest tree he could find and told me what to do. "Just grab the lowest branch, put your foot securely against the tree trunk and hoist yourself up. Make sure your hands grip the wood tightly and don't lose your footing."

"That's it?" I asked.

"That's it," he replied.

"What if I fall?" I asked, not at all confident in myself.

"Then I'll catch you," he promised.

I nodded before holding my breath and doing what he said. I grabbed the branch as tightly as I could and pushed myself up with my foot, using all my strength and balance to get up there. I somehow managed to do it and I twisted myself round so that I was sitting on the branch.

"Dean! I did it!" I grinned. I had never been able to do anything like that in my life, yet here I was, climbing a tree by myself.

"See, I told you," Dean suddenly said from my side. He was sitting on the branch next to me; I hadn't even seen him climb the tree. My voice made a little squeak at his sudden closeness and I almost lost my balance. Dean quickly wrapped his arms around my waist to keep me steady and just laughed as I blushed the deepest red.

"It's not funny, Dean," I pouted.

"You shouldn't pout like that," he smiled. "Or else your face will stick that way."

I grinned at his teasing and pushed him a little. That's when his head hit a few of the branches above him and droplets of water from the previous day's rain fell and spilt all over his head. He had a look of pure shock on his face and I had to cover my mouth with my hand to stop the laughter from breaking away. He was soaked.

"You didn't just do that," he said with his crooked grin. I could no longer hold it in and the laughter poured out of me. It was karma for him laughing at me losing my balance and I found it so funny. "I'm so going to get you for that, Holly," he said jokingly.

I screamed as he reached out to grab me and I jumped out of the tree, miraculously managing to land on my feet and I began to run. He jumped out of the tree and began to chase me but I just couldn't stop laughing. This time however, it wasn't laughter because I'd found what happened to Dean funny, but it was laughter to show that I was enjoying myself. I had never had so much fun before. I felt so wild and free, finally being able to act like a free woman again, not the woman who had been locked away like a prisoner. He was laughing too, but I just kept running, totally joyful and happy.

I looked behind me and saw his perfect form gaining on me; he was much faster than I. I ran around all of the flowers, giggling before he finally caught me from behind. He wrapped his arms around my waist and began twirling me around in circles. I began screaming, giggling and laughing. I was having the time of my life and could not keep the joy from my laughs. He suddenly stopped and whispered in my ear.

"Got ya!"

It made me shiver as I felt his warm breath hit my skin and we suddenly collapsed onto the ground in fits of giggles, lying amongst the wild flowers. We lay there, next to each other, staring at each other amongst the beauty of the meadow as the last of our laughs and giggles died down to a comfortable silence. I was probably getting my hair and clothes covered in grass and dirt, but I didn't care. The only sound was our breathing and I was so content, lying here, staring at the amazing creature before me.

His blue eyes traced my face so tentatively, taking in every detail, just as I was doing to him. I knew Dean's face better than any other. He was too perfect for words to describe, the only way to really appreciate his beauty being to actually see it for yourself. It really was a sight to behold. But it wasn't just his beauty that was appealing, it was everything. He was funny, witty, kind, warm-hearted, protective. His personality was infective and his mind was amazing. He was everything to me and so much more.

You have it bad, Holly!

My mind was right; I did have it bad. Very bad. Just lying here with him, in this silence, in this glorious meadow was a moment of pure bliss and I didn't want to leave. I would just stay here with him forever if I were able to. He made my heart pound in my chest, he made butterflies flutter in my stomach, he made my knees go weak and my skin would be set alight where ever he touched me. He was all I could see and all that I needed. He was my everything.

His hand moved across the ground and held mine in a gentle warm grip, sending glorious serge of electricity throughout my body. I could never tire of that feeling. It was amazing, the things he could do to me.

I sat up in order to catch my breath, Dean following suit and sitting up beside me. Almost instantly I was pulled towards him, my mouth gasping in surprise as his arms grabbed me and pulled me onto his lap until I was straddling him. His eyes were alight and filled with lust and mine couldn't help but be the same.

All I could see was Dean Ambrose.

He lowered his head to mine, capturing my lips with his own. I sighed in contentment as our lips moved together, a warmth spreading throughout me at his touch. I wrapped my arms around his neck, settling into the kiss, loving the feel of Dean all around me. His tongue quickly passed through my lips and mingled with my own, creating delicious goosebumps across my skin. I loved the way he made me feel. At times I almost craved it.

He lifted his hand, unzipped my coat, slipped it from my shoulders and cast it somewhere across the meadow, I wasn't sure where and in that moment I didn't honestly care. The sudden cold sent a chill throughout my body, but it was a good chill. I liked it.

I groaned as Dean removed me from his lap and gently lay me on the floor, his body hovering over mine, his chest pressing against mine as we kissed. I threaded my hands through his hair, tugging on the silky strands as his tongue did wonders to my mouth, making me wonder how in the world he had chosen me above all others. This man was an angel, a god, the most amazing creature on this earth, a man who could have any woman who dropped herself at his feet… and yet he was all mine.

But then the kiss became heated, the feel of it changing. It became urgent and needy, hot and rough. No words were needed, our bodies doing all the talking as he gave me the kind of kiss that made your toes curl, the kind of kiss you'd never want your mother to know about. His arms held me closely as he ran his hands up and down my sides, every nerve ending on edge.

The coil in my stomach began to wind the more he touched me and I knew I wanted him closer.

Dean grasped my thigh, pulling my leg up until I wrapped it securely around his waist, trying to get me as close to him as humanly possible. Who was I to stop him? I wanted it just as much as he did. Our kiss deepened as his hand began to trail under my shirt and up my stomach, the goosebumps growing stronger and heavier, my breath catching in my throat.

God, his hands are amazing…

He removed his mouth from my own, allowing me room for a much needed breath, but his lips did not stop. No sooner did they leave my mouth did they attach themselves to my neck, Dean kissing me and sucking me like a mad man starved of food, afraid to let me go, marking me as his.

"Dean…" I moaned as his hand traveled further up my body, reaching the material of my bra, lifting it and capturing my bare breast in his hand. I closed my eyes, the feel of our skin connected in such an intimate place making my back arch and a gasp leave my lips. God, this felt good. I never knew something could feel this good. My entire skin was alight with lust and want and love. Only Dean could do this to me, nobody else.

Only him.

"Holly," he groaned into my neck as he nipped gently at my skin, the pleasure running heavily through both of us. "Oh, Holly… I want you so badly."

"Then have me," I whispered. "Just take me."

I arched my back more, wanting his hand even closer, my nipple pebbling under his fingers as he caressed me tenderly, massaging the skin and making the coil wind even tighter… and in the next instant, his hand was gone, leaving me breathless and a little annoyed. That was until I realized where his hand was heading. It wasn't until I opened my heavy lidded eyes that I realized he was opening the zip to my jeans.

Once they were open his hands slid inside, finally touching me in the place I needed him most, a deep and guttural moan leaving me as I shut my eyes and he slipped two fingers inside me instantly.

God, there was no better feeling than having this man inside me. We had yet to go all the way, the only touches he's given me being with his hands or mouth, but that didn't lessen how amazing he felt. He had a golden touch, a way of making me crumble and become totally undone with the simplest of moves. His fingers slowly moved in and out, creating a pace that was driving me insane. It made me feel so good, but not enough to make me come undone. I opened my eyes, seeing the twinkle in his eye and I knew he was going at this teasing pace on purpose.

"Please, Dean…" I practically begged, needing him to go faster, needing him to make me come. "Don't tease me."

"But I want to savour this moment," he muttered. "I want to memorise your face before I make you see fucking stars. I want to see that beautiful vision of your body as I hold all the control."

"Baby… please…" I whined, tears of frustration building in the corners of my eyes. I was so on edge and I knew the tiniest of touches would make me hit that high I so greatly craved.

His fingers continued working, his eyes darkening further as he finally granted my wish, his fingers pumping in and out quickly, curling inside me as I cried out, my orgasm shaking my body. He continued moving his fingers until I came down from my high, gently removing them from me and licking them clean.

I was like a quivering mess in the grass, a goofy and satisfied grin on my lips that could only come from this man.

He sat up on his knees and quickly threw his shirt off, leaving his bare chest in front of me, his body making me salivate and want him again. He was chiseled perfection, his body glorious and toned and tanned in a way that made me want to jump him and ravish every inch of him. My eyes traveled down, my throat swallowing as I saw the large bulge in the crotch of his jeans. I'd never see a man as gorgeous as Dean Ambrose.

He cast his shirt aside and bent down to capture my mouth with his, his teeth nipping at my lip, pulling on it gently.

"I need you," he said lowly. "Holly, I fucking need you so badly."

"How badly?" I managed to ask.

"I want to fuck you," he told me. "I want to pound into you, I want to make you come until you can't breathe, I want your pussy to know who she belongs to, I want her to know she's mine."

I looked into his eyes, knowing I couldn't resist this man any longer. I needed him as much as he needed me. My reply didn't need words, my actions said it all. I threw my top off, my bra quickly following until I was half naked before him.

He gazed at me hungrily, licking his lips in the most delectable way, the kind of way where I knew he couldn't resist. He jumped into action immediately, a tiny yelp leaving my lips as he pulled my jeans and panties off in one swift motion. The guy was smooth, there was no denying it. The sunlight shone down on us, keeping my naked body warm from the brisk morning air.

His lips returned to mine as I fought to open the zip of his jeans. I knew he needed the release, I knew he needed to free himself and I knew I needed him immediately. So I was only more than happy to oblige. Once it was open, I used my feet to kick them down his body until they were finally lying on the grass behind him. My legs fell naturally open as he settled between them, his throbbing erection evident against my inner thigh. My heart thumped in anticipation, both of us heady with lust.. He felt big and I couldn't wait to see what this perfect man could do to me.

Our lips broke apart and he lined himself up at my entrance, looking down at me, almost waiting for a confirmation that he was okay to do this.

I simply smiled at him, cupping his face in my hands.

"You sure about this?" he eventually asked me. "Because once I start I won't be able to fucking stop."

"I don't want you to stop," I said to him. "Please, Dean… Fuck me."

He did not hesitate, he slid right in, both of us taking sharp intakes of breath as we finally connected in the most intimate and personal way.

Fuck… He felt amazing.

I'd never felt so full… so hot… so content… so blissfully happy…

This was what I wanted; this was what we had both been waiting for.

He slid in until he was fully inside, halting for a moment, allowing me to adjust to his size.

"You're so fucking tight," he said, his eyes tightly closed.

He slid back out before thrusting roughly back in, finally settling on a steady pace, the only sound in the meadow being the slapping of skin and our heavy moans. He was so big, my pussy loving every little thing his dick was doing. He thrusted in all the right places, my orgasm building quicker than I thought it would. My body writhed beneath him and shivered uncontrollably as I lost all control. He was a magician with the fucking things he did and it didn't take long for me to hit my peak.

I cried out, throwing my head back as my orgasm washed over me, my fingers gripping the grass so harshly beneath me that I ripped half of it from the ground. But Dean didn't stop, he never paused, he continued thrusting throughout my orgasm, rolling me directly into another one. The feeling was overwhelming, my throat sore from the cries it couldn't hold back. I was glad we were in a secluded meadow!

Dean was a man on a mission, his movements never letting up once as he continued moving in and out of me.

I arched involuntarily, exposing my neck to his lips and tongue, his mouth making sweet love to my skin.

"Oh fuck…" I whimpered as I felt my third orgasm building. "Dean… Fuck…"

"Does that feel good, baby?" he whispered in my ear. "Because I'm not done with you yet. I wanna make you come till you can't fucking walk. I want you to scream until your throat is red raw. I want you to moan until my name is the only fucking thing you can say."

I moaned at his words as he rained more kisses upon my skin, another orgasm building.

He had to be a fucking alien or something, because I had never experienced multiple orgasms like it. He was a machine, making me feel more amazing than I'd ever felt before.

"So good…" I moaned. "Oh… mmm…"

"Keep moaning, Holly," he said breathlessly. "I want you to scream my name with the next one. Can you do that for me?"

I couldn't reply, I could only nod, his pace quickening. I was so close, hanging on the edge when he suddenly grabbed my leg and lifted it up over his shoulder, opening me up more, allowing him to go in deeper. That was all it took.

"DEAN!" I screamed out as yet another orgasm rocked my body, making it shake vigorously beneath him. It was all so overwhelming and I knew I could not go for much longer. I felt exhausted, my lungs fighting for breath, my body sensitive. It was all too much… but it felt so fucking good.

Dean's pace got quicker, moans and grunts leaving his body and I knew he was close.

"I need you to come… for me…" I managed to get out.

"I need you to come one more time first," he said. "One more fucking time."

My arms were wrapped around him, holding his back, clinging for life, each movement and touch making me as high as a kite. I never knew sex could be this good, this hot, this mind-blowingly good. Even if I didn't love him, I'd never let this man go after seeing his skills in the bedroom. He was a god, an Adonis, the best lover I'd ever had. This was beyond words, beyond compare… and he was all fucking mine.

We were both on edge, ready to come, ready to explode, when suddenly his hand came down and his fingers began to urgently rub my clit. That was all it took.

We both cried out, our orgasms hitting at the same time, the feeling of euphoria and pure fulfillment hitting us as we collapsed in each others arms, both exhausted but completely satisfied.

xXx

We returned to the house for breakfast, the silliest goofiest grins on our faces, a freshly fucked glow surrounding us. My cheeks were flushed red, Dean's hair still a mess from what had taken place in the meadow. Every time I looked at him, the biggest smile would grace my lips and my heart would swell with more love than it ever could.

This man really was a gift from god, the most wonderful creature I'd ever set eyes on. I wasn't sure what had brought him into my life, be it destiny or pure coincidence, but I'd be forever grateful that I had him.

The way he'd made love to me, touched me, made me come undone over and over again… I was the luckiest and happiest girl in the world.

But the happy feeling swiftly left us as we finished up our food because I knew the time for Dean's departure was upon us. Our time together had been magnificent, but I knew this moment would eventually come, the moment where I'd have to say goodbye to the man I loved and continue living a lonely existence until a time when my brother could get his head out his ass and see sense.

It was 7.30 in the morning and as Dean washed up his cereal bowl, I knew he would be heading out soon to get to the airport.

"When do you have to leave?" I asked him, cautiously approaching him.

He sighed, giving me a sad look as he looked up at the clock on the wall. "Kinda have to go now."

My shoulders dropped and I instantly approached him, wrapping my arms around his body, refusing to let him go.

"I don't want you to," I said. "I want you to stay."

"And I want to fucking stay," he said, returning the hug, holding me close, stroking my blonde hair as it tumbled down my back. "After what we just did, the last thing I want to do is leave you again."

"Then don't," I said.

"You know I have to. Holly, your brother is going to suspect I'm gone, that is if he hasn't already. We can't risk it."

I could feel the tears building in my eyes, my heart breaking. If he left now, I wasn't sure when I'd see him again, and I hated that thought. To be away from him destroyed me, to not see him killed me, to be torn apart from him made me want to scream. I hated this, I hated this whole fucking situation. It was messed up, it was stupid and it was fucking me up.

We had done nothing wrong. We had simply been two people who fell in love. What was so bad about that?

"I don't want to let you go…" I whimpered, fighting the urge to cry.

He was silent for a time, simply holding me close, his heart beating below my ear, when I suddenly felt his body change. He stood up straighter, he became less tense and his aura altered. He grabbed my arms and pulled me away from him to look me in the eye.

"Then come with me," he suggested.

I blinked. "What?"

"Holly, you are a grown fucking woman," he said. "You're 25 years old, and you are free to do what you want and see whoever you want. What fucking right does your brother have to do this? I want to be with you and you want to be with me, so lets do it. Come back to work with me and we'll call out your brother and tell him how it's going to be."

I looked at him, unsure of whether he knew how dangerous his plan was. Hunter was not a man to be messed with. He was stubborn, angry and powerful. You never betrayed him and you certainly never tried to get the better of him.

"I don't know…" I said.

"What can he do?" he asked. "Fire us? I say let him. We can get work else where, we can go anywhere we like. All I know is I love you, and I fucking refuse to let him dictate what I do with my life and how you live yours. So I say we go and tell him that he can't do this."

Dean made a point, a very valid one at that. I was a grown woman, I was not a child, and Hunter could not go round ruling my life and telling me who I could and couldn't see. I made my own decisions in life, and if he didn't approve of them then tough shit.

"Are you sure you're ready to deal with the shit we're gonna go through by doing this?" I asked, making sure he knew what he was getting into.

"I was born ready," he smirked. "I can't leave here knowing I'm leaving you by yourself. I don't want to be apart from you anymore, Holly."

I grinned widely. "Then lets go show them they can't tare us apart," I said, our plan already in action.

Again, a huge thanks to Tantoune, Raquel the writer, Chermayne, ambrose-kohli-girl, DeeMarie426, calwitch, dutchangel1979, Ashley, Seth Rollins babe, gostcat, WrestlingDiva, LeaMarie F Metallium and my guest reviwer for their words about the last chapter.