Lea's laughter filled the air as she watched Dean and the guys pose for another picture.

They had been on the beach since 7:30 that morning. They were doing a promotional photo shoot of the group.

Dean looked absolutely miserable. He hated this shit. If it was up to him, he'd just have Lea snap a picture of him holding his US title backstage and be done with it.

Unfortunately, the WWE felt that his approach wasn't quite the professional look they preferred. They had scheduled them off from the weekend houseshows and had instead scheduled this photo shoot.

The guys had it pretty easy though. They only had to dress in their ring gear, hold their titles, and look menacing.

Lea, on the other hand, had several outfit changes. They had started off with her wearing her gear. Afterwards, she switched into this cute outfit. Her version of the Shield's gear. She would begin wearing it soon.

After lunch, she had switched into a bikini for her Summerslam photo shoot. A very tiny bikini that left little to anyone's imagination.

Although they had guardrails and security around to keep back curious people, Dean had not been happy with the large amount of male gawkers. Especially when she went into the water. The waves crashed into her making her look like a siren.

Dean had pulled her wet, sand covered body against his and kissed her passionately afterwards aware of her discomfort with having her body on display like this.

Now they were sitting in a trailer relaxing. Lea had showered off the sand. She had scooted into a pair of cutoffs, a tank top, and flip flops. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun. While the guys were cracking jokes back and forth, Lea snuggled against Dean's chest.

Roman's daughter had called her The Shield's Little Mermaid. Seth seemed to find this hilarious. He kept coming up with the most horrible puns.

"Hey Lea, are you fin-ished with your Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition reenactment?"

Knowing how young kids repeated everything they heard, she kept her reply kid-friendly.

The beach was closing soon. Once it was clear, they planned to enjoy the rest of the day . Lea hoped to entice Dean to take a stroll with her down the waterline.

Considering the fact they lived in Florida, they didn't really get to enjoy the beach very often. The few days they actually were home were spent preparing to go back out again. So she was treating this like a date.

As the group started walking down the beach, Lea jumped onto Dean's back. Dean shifted her around, locked his arms under her knees, and carried her piggy back for a while.

Lea felt energized. The sun was starting to set and she was having the best time with her guys. Tatiana, Roman's daughter, started a water fight with Seth.

Ending up with the girls vs the guys. As Roman chased his daughter, she ran behind Lea for protection. Prompting all three guys to circle around them. Seth finally caught Tatiana and swung her into the air leaving Lea at the mercy of Roman and Dean.

Kicking off her shoes, she started running down the beach as fast as she could. She figured Dean didn't have a chance catching her. But Roman had this amazing speed for a man his size.

She zigzagged around. Trying to wear the Samoan out. Unfortunately, she had underestimated Dean's skills. As she turned around to look for Roman, Dean tackeled her. He pinned her to the ground and tickeled her mercilessly. She had very sensitive ribs. Very soon, she had tears running down get face and was coughing hard.

Dean pulled her up. He was worried about her. Lea bent over at the waist, pretending to gap for breath. As Dean moved closer to her, she sideswiped his legs and returned the favor by taking him down. Sitting on his chest, she felt like powerful and sexy.

The sun was starting to sink into the ocean. Roman, Seth, and Tatiana were packing up and getting ready to leave.

Lea gazed down into Dean's eyes. She leaned down and grazed his jaw with her tongue. Pausing occasionally to nibble.

Dean closed his eyes and moaned with pleasure. Having his woman pin him to the ground and seduce him was sexy as fuck.

He found her mouth with his and kissed her with all the love he felt inside of him. He wasn't one to believe in miracles.

But having Lea love him as much as he loved her, had to be a modern day miracle. He knew he didn't deserve her. But he would fight to the death for her.

Lea eased back. As romantic as it may sound in books, she did not want to make love on the beach.

She did however want to take a moonlit stroll with her boyfriend. She whispered in his ear, "let's go for a walk" and then climbed off his chest.

Grabbing his hand, she led him down to the water. Feeling it brush their feet, she felt amazing. Truly happy for the first time in months.

She was learning that it was okay to be happy in the moment. Not to focus on the bigger picture. Focus on the small things in life.

Though he wasn't known for his romantic side, Dean swept her into his arms and began to slowly dance with her. He wasn't graceful by any means, but it was the best dance of her entire life. She felt like Ginger Rogers waltzing with Fred Astaire.

Dean had planned to talk her soon. But feeling the timing was perfect, he tilted her chin up.

"Lea, I've never asked another woman this question before. But I've always felt different with you. Will you move in with me?"

Lea's heart had started racing when he had first started talking. She wasn't sure what to say if he proposed. When she realized what he had asked her, she started laughing.

Dean stopped dancing. His eyes clouded over with pain. He thought she was laughing at him. He hung his head and walked away

Lea realized he had misinterpreted her laughter.

She quickly caught up to him and tugged on his arm. He refused to stop. She stepped in front of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him.

"Do you really think I would laugh at you like that?"

"Why the fuck not Lea? Everyone else I ever loved eventually walked away from me."

"Dean Ambrose, I'm not leaving you. Stop comparing me to those assholes. I wasn't laughing at you. I was laughing at me. I thought you were proposing to me and I kinda freaked out a little."

As she bared her soul to him, she released her hold on him and walked down to the water.

"Would it have been that bad if I had proposed?"

"Yes and no. I'm not sure I ever want to get married. But I would've said yes because I love you. I want to spend my life with you but after spending my childhood watching my parents jump in and out of marriages, I'm not sure I even believe in marriage."

Dean wrapped his arms around her and pulled her back against her chest. Resting his head on to of hers, he thought about what she had said.

"I'm never going to pressure you into a decision or lifestyle you are not 100% comfortable with. If we spend the rest of our lives together and never get married, it won't change how much I love you. Marriage doesn't mean I love you more."

"So, you don't care if I'm always Lea Scott and never Lea Ambrose?"

"It's not your name I care about. It's the woman behind the name that I'm madly in love with."

Lea leaned her head back and kissed his neck.

"Ask me again."

Dean was confused.

"Ask you what?"

"Ask me to move in with you."

Dean smiled and rolled his eyes. He turned his frustrating woman around so he could look into her beautiful blue-green eyes.

"I'll never understand how a woman's mind works. But if you want me to ask you a million times, I'll ask you. Lea Scott, I love you with every breath in my body. I don't want to spend even one night apart from you. Would you please move into my house and make it our home?"

"Well fuck Dean. Now I'm going to cry. You little shit."

Lea cleared her throat and choked back the tears welling up in her eyes.

"I have never been so in love with someone as much as I love you. I would love to live with you."