Hope you guys like how the story is coming along. Next chapter will include some much needed girl time, and what's girl time without some drama :)

The plane landed and a few minutes later we were all able to get off. I made my way to baggage claim, as did the guys. We all agreed to meet up at the hotel later that night. We made it out of the airport where people waited for their ride or for a cab to pull up. I spotted Oso right away, he's a big man so he would be hard to miss. I dropped my bags and ran up to him. He caught me and picked me up into a big bear hug. This man had not only helped me make my dream of becoming a professional wrestler come true, but he became a father to me. When he agreed to train me, he told me that he was going to treat me just like the guys, there would be no special treatment at all, and that's exactly what I wanted.

He placed me back down on the floor and held me at arms length, "You've given them hell?" He asked

"Ofcourse, who do you think you're talking to?" I told him. I reached up to him and hugged him one more time. "I missed you Oso."

"I missed you too mija," he said. Mija was a spanish term of endearment meaning daughter.

I pulled back and cleared my throat not realising that I was going to get choked up, "So, I'm gonna get my bags and then we'll head to the compound," I said. As I turned around I ran right into Jon who was holding both his and my bags.

"I figured you needed these," he said, placing my bags at my feet. "What's up Oso? How've you been?" He asked while holding out his hand to Oso.

"Jonny boy! I've been good man, I'm glad to see you're where you belong, in the big times," said Oso while shaking Jon's hand. He had always been a huge supporter of Jon and thought he was very talented.

"Thanks man, I appreciate it," said Jon.

"Are you off today too?" Asked Oso.

"Yeah, I was gonna head out with the guys and find a gym," said Jon.

"If you want you can come with me and Lexi to the compound. We have a gym there and almost anything else you'd need," offered Oso. I gave him a what are you doing look and he called me out on it. "Is that a problem for you, Lex?" Asked Oso.

Jon looked at me with his cocky grin, "Yeah, lex. Is that a problem?"

I sighed and put on a fake smile, "Ofcourse not Jonny boy."

"I'm gonna text Joe telling him I'm gonna be with you then."

Jon then put his bags in the trunk of the car and Oso did the same with mine. We made the slow trudge out of LAX and onto the freeway. I sat in the back seat while Jon rode shot gun, talking to Oso while I sort of drifted into my thoughts.

"You're quiet back there," said Oso, bring me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry,just thinking," I said.

"About?" Asked Oso.
"About everything that has to do with me and California."

We arrived a few minutes later. Jon got out and retrieved his bags and I did the same with the help of Oso. When we walked in, it looked almost exactly how I remembered it, with some newer equipment. "So I leave and then you decide to revamp everything," I told Oso jokingly.

"The upgrades are thanks to you," said Oso. "Ever since you got signed with the WWE, people have found out that I trained you here so it's brought some new attention to this place."

"In other words any idiot who ever thought they could do what they see on tv comes down for a few sessions and then realises that this shit is actually hard," said Jon.

"Exactly," said Oso.

I dropped my bags and walked to the ring. I ran my hands over the bottom rope, remembering the hundreds of hours I spent in this ring, all the times I would pretend to be wrestling for the WWE Womans Championship against Ivory or Lita. Even if I was just running the ropes for an hour, taking 50 bumps in a row without stopping, or performing headlocks and leg drops for another straight hour, it was the only place that I was truly ever happy.

"What's on your mind sweetheart?" Jon asked almost whispering not wanting to risk Oso hearing.

"This was the first ring I ever stepped into. I remembered coming down here and practically begging Oso to let me sign up. He told me no about 10 times and each time he turned me away, I would sit in that corner and just watch all the guys practice. Finally, after about two and a half weeks, he told me if I could get my mom to sign waiver, he would train me. I remember hugging him and making a complete idiot out of myself," I smiled remembering the look of shock on Oso's face. I climbed into the ring and stood in the middle of it. "This is the only place I am happy, I mean truly happy. Where I could fill it in my bones." I looked at Jon who was still standing outside. "Does that make me completely insane?"

"It makes you the farthest thing from it," he said.

"Get in here." He just stood there with his usual smirk. "Please," I said while sticking my bottom lip out.

"Well, since you begged," he said getting into the ring. "Now what?" He asked.

"You said you wanted to workout and get some energy in you, so lets wrassle," I told him.

"Didn't get enough of me in Germany? It's alright I'm alot to handle."

"Do you always have to be so cocky?" I asked him.

"Have you not met me?" He said removing his black leather jacket and throwing it outside the ring. "So, what did you have in mind?"

Moments later, Oso was standing at ringside and started calling spots. Jon and I did as he said but soon we just started feeding off of eachother, taking eachothers bumps. About an hour later, we both climb out of the ring and sat on the edge, catching our breaths and cooling off.

"God, I've missed this place," I said as Oso brought us each a bottled water.

"You guys are like magic in there," said Oso.

I took a sip of the water. "Please don't feed his ego."

Jon and I hit the showers. When I came out, I saw he was already out and talking to Oso and a few of the guys that were getting trained. Oso looked over to me and motioned me to follow him to his office.

"So, talk to me mija. How is WWE treating you?" He asked as we both took a seat.

"So far so good. I haven't ran into any trouble. If you show up and do what you're told you and don't ruffle anyone's feathers, then you're good," I told him.

"How about the guys they put you with?" He asked.

"I got lucky. We all really seem to click, like I don't feel it's them and then there's me. I really do feel like I'm apart of the unit."

"They're respectful?"

"Yup. Well, Seth and Reigns are complete gentlemen, I don't see me having a problem with those two. They have their girls at home anyways."
"What about Jon?"

"Honestly? I don't know. He's very into the whole saying things to try and see what reaction he gets out of me. He's funny and pretty chill but he's really hard to read."

"Be careful, he's definitely a party guy, likes to have his fun. Don't let him charm you and let word get out in the locker room that you guys shacked up. You'd be done for, especially if the fans found out."

"Are you serious right now?" I asked him, taking some offense to what he had just said.

"Do you know how talented you are? You've worked just as hard if not harder than any guy I've been around. Make this time and this opportunity you have been rewarded for about you, not about blue yes over there. I love you like a daughter and I am always going to look out for your best interests, even when you don't."

I nodded my head, knowing that what he said was right. That still couldn't stop that nagging feeling in my gut making me feel that I already was letting it become about Mr. Blue eyes.

Oso drove Jon and I to our hotel. I said my goodbyes to Oso and promised to try and call more. We checked into our room and got settled in. Jon sat up in his bed and turned on the TV, flipping through the channels.

"You're not going to got out and painting the town red tonight?" I asked him.

"I'm not the biggest fan of LA," he said, settling on and episode of Family guy.

I went over to him and sat at the edge of his bed blocking his view of the TV.

"Anything I can help you with sweetheart?" He asked.

"How come you couldn't get any sleep last night?'

"Why would you want to know that?" He said, ofcourse giving me his smirk.

"Because I'm a nosy jerk off," I said shrugging my shoulders.

"Finally we agree on something."

"Are you going to tell me or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?"

"Depends on what you're going to use."

"Jon," I sighed, starting to get frustrated.

"You sound really good saying my name."

Before I said what first came to mind, mostly they were just a line of curse words, an idea popped into my head. "You still want to know who David is?" I asked him.

"Now she's playing ladies and gentlemen," he said.

"If you tell me why you couldn't sleep then I'll tell you who David is, but if the reason is something dirty I don't want to know and the deals off." I told him.

"Do you remember what you were dreaming about last night?" He asked.

"I don't remember what I dream. Sometimes I do but it's rare. Why?"

"You kept making these weird noises and saying random shit."

"Like what?" I asked.

"You kept saying you were sorry and that whoever you dreaming about was right. You would get really loud like you were whimpering or something." I looked at him and saw that he wasn't trying to be a dick or make fun of what happened, he really did look like it bothered him.

I took a deep breath to try and calm down. "David is my ex boyfriend. We broke up right before I got signed."

"Were you dreaming about him last night?" Asked Jon, sliding closer to me.

"I told you I can't remember what I dream about," I said getting up and moving to my bed. Running his hands through his hair he asked me, "Did he ever hurt you?"

"Now why would you want to know that?"

"Because," is all he said.

"Is that the best you can come up with?"

He then got up and sat down right next to me on my bed, our faces were just inches apart. He then brought his mouth to my neck. "Did you love him?"

"I thought I did," I said trying not to let my voice shake. He smelled too good, it made me want to grab him by the hair and bring him to my lips for a taste.

"Would you want him back?" He asked while bringing his hand to the side of my face and rubbing my cheek with his thump.

I needed to gain back some control so I quickly got up and walked towards the bathroom. "No, I'd rather be alone than with him. He put me through hell Jon. Now if it's ok with you I want to go to bed."

Before Jon could move, I walked back to where he was sitting on my bed and grabbed a fist full of his hair, bringing his head forcefully back to look him right in his eyes. I made sure to get as close as possible with just enough space between our lips and said, "Next time you want to get that close to me, have some balls and make a move. Ok, Jonny boy."

I let go and he didn't say anything. No sarcastic or smartass remark. He simply gave me his smirk and went to lay down on his bed. I climbed into mine and slipped under my covers, trying to sleep and ignore the fact that I was incredibly horny.

The following two days were hectic. We had two house shows each day so when we woke up, all four of us would hit a gym, go back to the hotel to shower and change and make sure all our stuff was packed along with out ring gear and head over to the arena for one show. After that show was done, we had to quickly jump back into the car and head over to the next city to a live show there. After the second live show, we drove to the city that the next show was in the following day and checked into our hotel to get some sleep. When we woke up, it was gym time, followed by the same crazy routine as yesterday. By the time we were done with the final show on the short California tour, I was exhausted. The guys felt a hundred times worse than me. They actually had matches while I merely was at ringside and interfered a few times. WWE creative team wanted to keep my matches for tv since my début match with Alicia received great feedback from the crowd and the ratings spiked for our segment.

We were all in the locker room, getting our stuff packed away, yet again. They guys were headed back to the hotel while I was looking up flights on my phone from Riverside, where we currently were at, to Philadelphia. There was a red-eye, which was the last flight out. So, I quickly put in my credit card information and booked it.

"Alright boys, I'll see y'all on Monday," I said as I got up and started picking up my bags.

"Where are you off to? You're not going to wait for a flight out tomorrow?" Asked Joe, aka Roman Reigns.

"Naw, I'm heading to Philly to go see my best friend. I haven't seen her in months."

"Cool, be safe," said Seth.

"I'll walk you out,' said Jon.

"Ok, but you have to help then," I said handing him two of my bags. He took them and we made our way to the side of the arena where a cab was waiting for me. He placed the bags he had of mine in the trunk and i put the other one I was caring.

"Gonna go see Sara?" He asked while shutting the trunk.

"Yup. What are you gonna be up to?" I asked standing infront of him. I came up to just under his shoulder.

"Heading out to Vegas, I bought a house out there." He said taking a step closer towards me.

"You would," I said laughing. I felt him run the back of his hand across my cheek. I looked up at him and he was grinning looking down to me.

"I would get closer but I don't want to risk getting my hair yanked out of my skull again."

"Goodbye Jon," I said opening the door to the cab and getting in, before i could shut it, Jon grabbed hold of it and leaned down alittle so I could see his face.

"Goodbye sweetheart," he said and shut the door.

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