Chapter 4 – Decapitation By Weight Bar

Aqua blue eyes fluttered open. Amaya looked at the beige wall and could already feel the beginnings of a headache starting in the back of her head where she hit the ring post and working its way forward through her brain and out of her eyeballs. She stretched a little bit as she slowly rolled over her eyes snapped open as Dean, Seth and Roman were all three passed out in chairs next to her bed with their feet propped up on her bed. She covered her mouth as she stifled a giggle. It was sweat that they were worried about her. She knew that was exactly why they were there.

She slowly moved around and pulled herself from the bed careful not to disturb the trio. She flipped her suitcase open and grabbed some clothes before she slipped into the bathroom and showered quickly. She pulled on her jeans with black suede knee high boots without heels and a black sweater that wrapped around her torso and hips and tied to the side. She combed the knots out of her hair and let it air dry. She walked out and the trio still weren't awake. She walked out and was thankful the kitchenette had a coffee maker and plenty of coffee to make as she filled the pot and got it started.

Amaya walked back in and brushed her teeth and gingerly ran a brush through her drying hair as she stepped out of the bathroom again, she smiled softly as a large hand clamped down on her wrist as she started to pass by to leave the room again. She stopped as she looked down and saw Roman's grey orbs as they blinked open. "You okay there big man?" She asked softly as she watched him rearrange his big body. "You're going to regret sleeping in that chair; I bet it played hell on your body." She tapped his hand which was still wrapped around her wrist and he looked down and let go of her.

Roman smirked as he stifled a snort. "Yea, it feels like I've been run over by a garbage truck." He stood up and followed her out of the room. He nodded at her. "How are you feeling?"

Amaya smiled softly. "I got a headache and a damn good bump on the back of my head. It took all of my will power not to scream earlier when I forgot about it and combed it. You guys almost got a surprise wake up scream."

Roman frowned. "Let me see. Please. I promise I won't hurt you."

Amaya shook her head as she touched Roman's arm. "I didn't think you'd hurt me Roman." She turned around and moved her hair around so he could see the bump on the back of her noggin. She gasped softly when his arm went around her and his hand spayed on her flat stomach pulling her back against his chest.

Roman chuckled. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you. I just want to get a good look and make it didn't turn into a blood bruise." He almost jumped for joy as her hand went over his that was across her stomach. Jesus Christ she smelled good. She had that freshly showered smell and then a hint of perfume; just enough to tease the senses. He saw the bruise and nodded. "Yea it's just purple and blue. That looks nasty. Can I get anything for you?"

Amaya rubbed his hand softly as she turned and stepped back a little trying to put some distance between them. "No I'm good. You should go shower; your body has to be rebelling against your choice of bed last night. You need to warm up your muscles or you won't be able to wrestle without being in some form of pain tonight."

Roman reached out and cupped her cheek; caressed it softly. "It was well worth it. Believe me." He stated honestly; truth shining in his eyes. He dropped his hand as his eyes left hers and went to the floor. "I'm –uh – I'm going to go shower."

Amaya nodded. "Okay good. Come back and I'll have coffee and breakfast here for you." She watched as he back away from her and nodded before he turned and disappeared into his room in the suite and closed the door. She couldn't shake the feeling he wanted to say something to her, or maybe even kiss her; shaking her head that was an absurd thought. She laughed to herself. The man could have anyone why would he pick her? Yea that's right. He wouldn't.

She walked back into her room; she leaned over and softly kissed Dean's forehead. "Wake up sweet Prince." She mumbled softly.

Dean's blue/grey eyes snapped open as he jumped up from the chair he was in and groaned audibly. He shook his head trying to shake the sleepy cobwebs out before craning his neck left and right popping it. His eyes went back to their assistant before they looked down and noticed someone was missing from the row of chairs. "Where's Roman?"

"Showering." Amaya answers with a smile. "I would suggest the same for you since the three of you stubborn asses decided to sleep in chairs rather than your own beds last night."

Dean nodded. She had a point. "Okay princess I'm going." He stepped closer to her as he kissed the top of her head and headed to his own room.

Amaya's aqua eyes went down to Seth as she smirked. "I know you're awake Mr. Rollins."

Seth chuckled as he rubbed scrubbed a hand down his face and looked up at the angel with the aqua eyes. "What gave it away?" He asked as he stood up and noticed he wasn't too much taller than her. He never noticed it before.

Amaya smirked up at him. "I could just tell. Well that and when I brushed my hand against your shoulder I felt your body jerk slightly." She winked at him as she pushed up on her toes and kissed his cheek softly. "And thanks for staying in here last night. I appreciate all three of you staying even though you shouldn't have. You're all three going to be sore for Smackdown. Now you go follow your counterparts and get a hot shower on your body. I got breakfast and coffee on the way."

Seth nodded as his cheek tingled. "Yes ma'am." Seth exhaled heavily as he watched her leave the room as he slowly followed and went to his room to shower.

Once the boys got done with their showers and dressed then followed the scent of food and found a table in the sitting room of the suite filled with breakfast foods with water, juice and coffee. They all sat down and started eating as they watched Amaya type on her laptop and hooked her Blackberry cell to it to transfer their schedule to her phone. Before Smackdown you guys have a signing. It's only a couple of hours but then you'll have like 5 hours before you have to be at the arena for the taping."

Dean chuckled. "Well you fed us Amaya. I'm officially in love with you Princess."

Amaya laughed as she winked and blew a kiss to him.

It had been two weeks since Amaya's contract had been taken by the boys in the Shield. It was already January 2013; she couldn't believe how fast the year had gone by. The guys weren't slated to have a match during the Royal Rumble which was the January Pay Pre-View; the last Sunday of the month, but they still had around four weeks to go until then. This meant they would have to attend the house shows but would have Sunday off.

She was currently running on the treadmill in the hotel gym as her boys were across the gym spotting each other; yea she called them her boys. She'd never been so comfortable with three guys in her entire life. She was more comfortable with the three of them in two weeks than she had been with Cena for the year she was with him.

She had been getting closer to Seth, for some reason Roman was a little rough around the edges with her. She'd been walking them out to the ring and she wasn't really sure if it was because he was in character or what but he would grab her upper arm and pull her around; almost as if he was possessive of her. She had been quiet about it for a while, but knew she was going to have to talk to him about it eventually. She'd been getting closer to Roman as well and for some reason she was getting the not so friendly vibe from both Seth and Roman.

It was probably just her mind working over time. Sometimes she tended to over think shit.

Dean smirked he could tell Roman and Seth were not really focused on working out. "So are you two going to focus on working out or keep eye fucking our assistant? I mean I'm just curious. Because if either one of you jug heads isn't spotting me and I drop his weight bar on my head I'm telling Princess it was both of your fault."

Roman and Seth chuckled; knowing they'd been busted watching Amaya jogging on the treadmill. They couldn't help it she did it so well. Her caramel colored hair pulled into a ponytail was bouncing behind her and seemed to stay in sync as her breasts were bouncing up front. They both mentally face palmed and apologized to Dean.

Dean shook his head as he racked the bar and sat up on the bench. He wiped the sweat from his face and neck as he chuckled. "You two are worthless. From now on we don't worth out in the same time as her or one of us –namely ME- is going to end up decapitated."

He threw a towel at each of them.

"Work out over; hit the showers."