Chapter 9 – Smackdown Bound

In a couple more weeks the Royal Rumble PPV was going to happen, but the boys weren't involved. They had already been told they would have a couple of appearances for NXT and a couple of signings on the Wednesday and Thursday prior to the PPV, but then they were going to be given Friday through Sunday off, but had to go back for Monday Night Raw and the Tuesday Smackdown taping. They guys were ready to enjoy their first weekend off since Thanksgiving.

The following morning they were Smackdown bound. Everyone was up early and showered and dressed. Roman was standing at the breakfast counter in the suite. He had to admit sleeping with her lying across him the night before had been fuckin wonderful. He knew sharing her with his best friend and someone he considered a brother was not going to be easy, but they both shared different feelings for her. She'd gone out this morning while everyone was showering and had brought back huge breakfast burritos. He didn't have a clue where she'd gotten them but they were freaking great.

Movement from Roman's right caught his attention as he looked over and smirked. Amaya was sitting on the breakfast counter between him and Seth. Each one quieter than the other lost in their own thoughts for the moment. Roman wiped his mouth as he swallowed the bite he had been currently chewing. "I have to ask you something." He started as his eyes went from Amaya to Seth and back to Amaya. He watched as she smiled softly and nodded letting him know he was free to ask. "Why did you say yes to both of us?"

Seth nodded completely curious as well. "Most anybody would've thought we were crazy and told us to go fuck ourselves. But you didn't – why?"

Amaya shook her head. "Like I said last night it wasn't an easy decision by any means. Ever since you took me aside and had that talk with me a couple of weeks ago it's been on my mind 24/7." She swallowed hard as she pulled her legs up and cross them Indian style on the counter as they were leaning back against the counter across from the one she was perched on. "Even when I looked focused, believe me it was on my mind then. Well all those months ago when I met the three of you. I felt something then with just the two of you that I didn't feel for Dean. What can I say he reminds me of a friend I have back home who I think of as a brother; thereby making me get the brotherly feeling from Dean and I'm not into incest."

Amaya shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what I was feeling, but every time I went back with John and saw you guys; we would talk more and more and the feelings kept getting stronger and stronger. You have no idea how much I appreciated you guys coming and taking my contract and not letting anyone else have it. I know things are going to change between us, but I don't want them to change so much that we lose our friendship. Because clearly this arrangement will not last forever and when it does end; I would very much like to walk away as friends. I think if something terrible splits the three of us up; it would hurt me to lose either of you from my life." She watched as they both nodded in agreement.

Amaya hopped down from the counter as she stepped up and kissed Roman's lips and then over to Seth and shared the same short sweet kiss. "Let's get our shit together; we need to be on the road in thirty minutes.

Zaria had enjoyed the movie with Dean the night before, even though he'd completely scared the shit out of her. He'd gotten up to get them a couple of soda's and a scary part came up in the movie and she didn't hear him as he reached around the front of her and grabbed her shoulder; causing her to scream out at the top of her lungs and jump off the couch.

Dean couldn't help as he fell on the ground behind the couch and nearly laughed himself to death. Then he had to contend with her stink eye. He didn't think anyone with such beautiful emerald eyes could give such a terrible stink eye, but apparently he was WRONG. He apologized profusely as he handed her a soda; which really didn't end well since she shook it up as hard as she could and then popped the top and sprayed him.

This morning, Dean waited for her outside of her bedroom door as he watched Roman, Seth and Amaya work like a well oiled machine. They'd told him of the talk they'd had the night before and assured him nothing would happen if it didn't work out; they would all remain friends. Dean didn't care one way or another, but he's seen how unhappy Amaya had been with John Cena the Super idiot; so as long as they kept her happy and smile on her face then he wouldn't have to kick their asses later if they hurt her.

Dean stood up straight as Zaria's bedroom door opened and she stepped out slightly; when Dean spun into her doorway and backed her back into the room and kicked the door closed gently, before he grabbed her shoulders and spun her around and pinned her against the back of the bedroom door. His hands went palm down on the door on either side of her to keep her trapped there as he smirked down at her.

Zaria glared up at Dean. "What do you want Mr. Ambrose?" She asked in an incredulous tone. If he was attacking her before she even had a chance to have coffee she was so screwed.

Dean chuckled as his blue/greys locked with emerald green. "You know Miss. Danielson that was extremely naughty of you last night when you sprayed me with that soda."

Zaria giggled softly as she reached up and ran her fingertips through his dishwater blonde curls. "Glad to see you go all the soda out of these beautiful blonde curls. You did sort of look like a wet sticky French poodle." She returned his smirk with one of her own. "And who told you I didn't like being naughty?"

Dean chuckled. "That's a loaded question Miss Danielson; one I know I'm not equipped to answer."

Zaria smiled as she tapped the end of his nose. "That's a good way to answer it." She pushed away from the door as Dean backed up slightly as she turned to open the door to leave the room she stepped back and let her jean covered rear brush against his jean covered crotch.

Dean groaned lowly in his throat as he watched her make her exit. "That's dirty pool."

Zaria stopped in the doorway as she looked back over her shoulder. "Who said I played clean?"

Dean shook his head. "Again – another question I'm not equipped to answer." Dean watched as she walked out and joined everyone in the kitchen. He watched as Amaya walked over to him when he followed Zaria. He looked down. "Yes princess?" He smiled when she pushed up and kissed his cheek and handed him what he could only imagine was a burrito wrapped in tinfoil.

"Breakfast of champions; do you have everything packed already? We have to be on the road in a bit." Amaya asked.

Dean nodded as he un-wrapped the end of the foil and smiled softly. "Sausage or bacon?" He enquired with narrowed eyes pointed at Amaya.

She mimicked his look before she smiled brightly. "Both; just like you like it." She laughed as he pulled her over and kissed the top of her head.

"I know you were my favorite assistant for a reason." He praised cheekily.

"I'm the only assistant you guys have had." She fired back as she planted her hands on her hips. Dean chuckled as he made his escape into his room to grab his bag.

Once everyone finished up eating they all went down to pile into the big black Ford Expedition. Roman would be driving while Seth was playing navigator, Dean would take up the whole middle seat which left the two girls in the back third row seats. Amaya handed her bag to Seth who placed it in the back and before he let her walk away he leaned down and kissed the side of her neck softly. She winked up at him. "Thanks."

Seth watched as she walked away and couldn't help noticing how great her perky breasts look under that t-shirt she wore. If he had the guts he would be motor-boating those bad boys right now with her pressed against the SUV. Seth shook his head as he finished getting the luggage in the vehicle before getting into the passenger seat.

Amaya walked around to the driver side and noticed Roman opened the door for her and already popped the seat forward. She pointed to her left cheek and Roman leaned down and kissed it softly. "Thanks big guy." She took his offered hand as she stepped up into the massive SUV.

Roman sighed softly. He wanted to bury his face in her jean covered ass and bite it until she screamed 'uncle'. He shook his head. Those thoughts had to wait until Amaya was ready; until then he was going to be having some CRAZY dreams; he chuckled to himself as he climbed in behind the wheel.

Dean walked up behind Zaria as he stared at her pert jean covered ass. He stopped when his jean covered crotch was against her ass. "I have something for you." He started low and in her ear. He smirked devilishly when she shivered against him.

Zaria wasn't expecting to feel Dean's jean covered dick against her ass, but it was a nice welcome until he spoke rumbling words into her ear and set her body ablaze. "Oh and what's that?" she asked quizzically when he stated he had something for her. She watched as he placed a small plastic igloo in front of her and encouraged her to open it. She smiled softly as she pulled the lid off and couldn't help giggling. "What's this?" As she looked at the six pack of Pepsi staring back at her incased in ice.

Dean reached around and pointed. "That's to help you be naughty with me any time you want. I will gladly allow you to spray me with soda whenever you want."

Zaria looked over her shoulder. "Seriously?"

"Seriously." Dean nodded.

Zaria nodded as she put the lid back on the igloo and stepped into the SUV and got into the back with Amaya. "So I had an interesting night last night; how about you?" She asked non-chalantly as she got comfortable.

Amaya laughed hard as she looked down at her lap and then back over to Zaria. "Oh you have no idea…"

The girls laughter filled the SUV as they headed down the road towards Smackdown.