So, here's the final chapter and final couple. I'm sure none of you are surprised that it's Dean Ambrose and Bayley(Baybrose). I had always planned for them to be last couple and chapter. This one started out one way and then turned into something completely different, but I love the way this one went. I really hope you guys enjoy it. I know that Christmas is over, but a lot of stuff kept coming up and I had no time to get this finished by Christmas. Anyway, I still hope you like it.
I apologize for any and all grammatical errors or mistakes in characterization.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but the storyline

Bayley could barely contain her excitement as she stood at the airport waiting for Dean. He had agreed to spend Christmas with her and her family this year and Bayley couldn't be happier. Her parents had met Dean plenty of times and they really liked him. They were a little unsure about him at first, but after getting to know him better they had grown to like him which pleased Bayley and relieved Dean. He would never openly admit it to her, but Bayley had known that he had really wanted her parents to like him. While they had spent time together on other holidays or other times when he had come with her when she visited her parents, this was the first Christmas they'd be celebrating with Bayley's whole family.

There were times when Bayley wished she could be celebrating holidays with Dean's family, but she knew that that may never happen. She knew Dean didn't even celebrate with his family. He usually celebrated with Roman or Seth, back when they were still friends, but never his family. It saddened Bayley that he wasn't close to his family like she was with her own, but she never pushed him on the topic because she knew about his past. He had told her a long time ago after she begged him to tell her because she wanted to know everything, even if he thought it was too much for, and he had told her everything.

Bayley had been shocked and even horrified at some of the stuff Dean had told her. She had cried which he hadn't wanted her to do, but she had. While it had hurt to hear his story, she was glad because she better understood him and that was what she wanted most. Bayley leaned against the wall that was behind her and looked for any sign of Dean. It was always tricky to find him in a crowd because he blended in so well. He never wore anything that would help identify him, which annoyed her. Bayley took a couple steps from the wall and stretched up on her tippy toes to see if she could see any better.

"These crowds are a bitch, huh?" Bayley looked behind her to see Dean leaning casually against the wall with an amused grin on his face. Bayley rolled her eyes before launching herself into his arms.

"They only are when I have to look for you," she mumbled into his chest which made him laugh.

"Well, if I made it easy for you, where'd be the fun in that?" Dean asked as he kissed the top of her head.

"It's only fun for you," Bayley grumbled.

"Yep," Dean replied as he wrapped his arm around Bayley's shoulder, "How long have you been waiting?"

"About 20 minutes," Bayley told him as they made their way to pick up his luggage.

"By yourself? You must have been bored out of your mind," Dean guessed as he looked for his bags. He only had two bags, his carry on and one suitcase. He spotted his suitcase and grabbed it. He was about to roll away with it when it was taken from his hand. He looked over and sighed as Bayley started to walk away with his bag.

"Bayley, give me my bag," Dean ordered which she ignored. She turned, laced her hand with his, and dragged him towards the exit so that they could leave.

"Why do you have my bag?" Dean asked her as tried to get his bag from her again, but failed.

"Because I want to be helpful," Bayley answered plainly. Of course she does, Dean thought. It was so Bayley to do something like this and Dean just rolled his eyes and let Bayley drag him to her car.

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About 30 minutes later, they were pulling into Bayley's parent's driveway. Dean looked at the house in confusion before turning to Bayley.

"We're not staying here are we?" Dean asked. He liked Bayley's parents, but he did not want to stay under the same roof as them, especially considering all the things he wanted to do with Bayley once they were alone.

"Oh no, we're just stopping here before we go to the hotel, so that you can see them," Bayley explained much to Dean's relief, "Would it be a bad thing if we were?"

"Yes," Dean answered which earned him a hurt look from Bayley, "Not that I don't like your parents, but there would be no way that I could have sex with you if I was staying with your parents." Bayley looked surprised at first before bursting into laughter. She should have known Dean's biggest concern over where they were staying would be whether or not he'd be able to get laid. She leaned over and gave him a quick kiss.

"Don't worry, we will have plenty of time for that later tonight, but right now, we're having dinner with my parents, so behave," Bayley demanded.

"Promise?" Dean asked.

"I promise. If you're good we will have fun later," Bayley swore as she got out of the car.

"You better not be teasing me, Bayley," Dean called after her which made her laugh again. Dean followed Bayley the whole time trying to keep his mind from going to the gutter, but failing.

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It was Christmas Eve and Dean and Bayley were at her parents' house with the rest of her family celebrating. Bayley was sitting with her cousin, Karen, catching up on everything that had been going on in their lives since they hadn't seen each other in about 6 months when Bayley spotted Dean talking to her dad. Normally this wouldn't have caught Bayley's attention, but they looked so secretive and it piqued Bayley's curiosity.

"Bayley?" Bayley turned to see Karen looking at her with an amused smile, "Why do you look like your boyfriend talking to your dad is the weirdest thing in universe?"

"Do I?" she asked as she looked back over to them, "It's not that it's weird. It's just that..."

"Just what?" Karen asked.

"Don't they look like they're trying to be sneaky?" Bayley wondered which made Karen laugh.

"No," Karen answered, "I think it looks like they're just having a conversation. You should be thankful that your dad and your boyfriend get along. I wish Chris and my parents got along."

"Yeah, you're right," Bayley admitted. Karen's parents weren't a big fan of her husband, but Bayley liked him and didn't see what there wasn't to like. Bayley put Dean's conversation with her dad out of her mind and went back to talking to Karen. Later that night, Bayley felt her curiosity get piqued again when she spotted Dean talking to her mother in the same secretive manner that she had seen him talking to her dad. What is he up to? Bayley thought as she observed them. Wanting to get to the bottom of this, Bayley made her way over to them. Dean saw movement out of the corner of his eye and saw Bayley heading his way.

"I'll tell you how it goes," Dean whispered low enough that only Bayley's mother heard him.

"What are you to up to?" Bayley asked which made Dean laugh. He should have known that Bayley would realize that something was up, but decided to play it cool.

"Nothing, just having a pleasant conversation with your mother about our plans for New Years," Dean explained with a shrug.

"Okay," Bayley replied not completely believing him.

"Well, I need to go talk to your father about something," Bayley watched as her mother quickly headed towards her father. Bayley felt her suspicion grow as she turned back to Dean to see him looking at her innocently.

"What were you talking to my parents about?" Bayley questioned him.

"None of your business," Dean answered her before he placed a kiss on her forehead and headed towards the kitchen. Bayley followed after him.

"What are you up to?" she asked him for the second time.

"Stop being so nosy," Dean demanded, "You will find out soon. Be patient." Dean pulled Bayley to him and kissed her lips.

"Fine," Bayley grumbled. She hated being left out and hated waiting even more. Dean chuckled as he pulled her into a hug which made Bayley smile.

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Dean made sure Bayley was in the shower before he pulled the box from his suitcase. He looked around the room for the perfect spot to put it so that Bayley would notice it instantly. Finally he decided that the dresser that the TV was sitting on was a good spot. He placed it out in the open and then plopped down on the bed, feeling exhausted from the busy day of celebrating with her family. Dean still found it extremely weird that Bayley's family was so accepting of him and seemed to genuinely care about him.

The feeling was as foreign to Dean as Bayley loving him was to him at the beginning of their relationship. He still couldn't believe that she loved him, but she did. Dean was brought from his thoughts when he heard Bayley exit the bathroom. He watched from where he was sprawled on the bed as Bayley made her way into the room while she looked for her brush in her bag. She found her brush and started brushing her hair, but stopped when she noticed the box.

"What's that?" Bayley asked turning to Dean while she pointed at the box.

"Looks like a present," Dean replied.

"I told you, you didn't have to get me anything for Christmas," Bayley sighed as she walked over to the dresser and grabbed the box. They had already exchanged gifts at her parents' house and she had already lectured him on buying her too many presents.

"Well, I decided you needed one more," Dean told her as he sat up. He watched as Bayley unwrapped his crappy wrapping job. Bayley felt her heart start to race as she took in the box. It couldn't be, could it? She asked herself afraid to open the box.

"Aren't you going to open it?" she heard Dean ask from behind her.

"Yeah," she whispered as she slowly opened the box and she let out a soft gasp as she took in the ring. It was diamond ring and Bayley felt her heart race more then it was a second ago.

"Dean, what's-" the rest of Bayley's question died as she turned to see Dean bent down on one knee before her.

"What is this?" she squeaked which caused Dean to chuckle. Dean grabbed her free hand and held it as he looked up at a very shocked Bayley.

"Bayley, I love you, you know that right?" he asked which Bayley nodded at not trusting her voice, "You know I'm not good at this romantic shit, but when it comes to you I try and I had planned to do this on New Year's Eve, but I decided that this was as good a time as any."

"To do what?" she whispered.

"To ask if you would consider marrying a scumbag like me?" Dean asked feeling himself grow nervous. He had never considered himself to be the marrying type. He had always seen his life as just dating or fucking random chicks for the rest of his life, but marriage and a family was never in his future. Then Bayley came into his life and made him think that maybe, just maybe, he could have the life that he never thought he could have or deserved. Bayley couldn't believe what she had just heard and tears started to fall from her eyes.

"Yes," she gasped.

"What?" Dean asked not sure he had heard her right. Bayley giggled at his shocked expression before getting down on her knees so that she was level with him and kissed him.

"Yes," she repeated when she pulled back, "Yes, I will marry you." The biggest and brightest smile Bayley had ever seen graced Dean's face as he pulled Bayley to him and kissed her. Bayley pulled him closer to her and they quickly got lost in the kiss. Bayley pulled back to catch her breath, but Dean was still assaulting her face and neck with kisses.

"Now, before you get carried away, why don't you put this ring on me?" Bayley suggested. Dean pulled back and looked at the ring still in its box that Bayley was holding in her hand. He took the ring out of the box, grabbed her left hand, and slid the ring on her ring finger. Bayley looked down at the ring and couldn't believe it. She was engaged. She was engaged to Dean Ambrose. The ring was beautiful and simple. The diamond was a round cut and the band was silver and Bayley just kept staring at it. Dean watched as Bayley stared at her ring. He was starting to think he had screwed up and gotten her a crappy ring. He had figured Bayley wouldn't have wanted an extravagant ring since everything else in her life was pretty simple, but now he was starting to doubt that.

"I know it's nothing special, but-" Bayley placed her hand over his mouth.

"Don't," she ordered, "It's perfect and I love it." She removed her hand and kissed him again.

"So, you were going to propose to me on New Year's?" Bayley asked and Dean nodded, "Wouldn't that have been a little difficult out in the desert in the dark?"

"Well, I would have done it while it was still light out," he told her which made her giggle. Suddenly a thought struck Bayley.

"Is that why you were being so sneaky with my parents? Where you talking about proposing to me with them?" she questioned.

"Yep," he answered. Dean had wanted to make sure that her parents were okay with Bayley marrying him before he asked her. He knew it was old fashioned to ask the parents permission, but he knew how important Bayley's parents were to her and he wanted to make sure they were okay with the idea of their daughter marrying him.

"I asked if they would be okay with their precious little girl marrying a guy like me," he explained as they both got off the floor and sat on the bed.

"You need to stop talking like that. You are the best guy in the world. You are perfect for me," Bayley told him. She hated hearing him talk down about himself. He didn't see himself clearly. He didn't see what she saw.

"I'm really not, but I appreciate that you see me that way," he told her. Dean always wished he could see himself the way she saw him, but it was hard to considering the way he grew up.

"Well, you're just going to have to learn to accept that I think you are the most loving, sweet, and perfect guy in the world," Bayley told him as she kissed his cheek and leaned her head against his shoulder. Dean smirked at her words before lying down on the bed. Bayley laid down next to him. The two just lay there holding each other. Bayley played with her ring, still not believing this was real.

"I love you," Dean whispered which made Bayley look up at him. She leaned up and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"I love you, too," she murmured against his lips, "Merry Christmas, Dean."

"Merry Christmas, Bayley."

Well, that is it. I had a lot of fun writing these little ficlets and I hope you guys enjoyed them as well. As always, please leave a review and tell me what you thought because I'd love to hear your thoughts and who knows maybe I'll do these kind of holiday themed stories in the future. Enjoy!
~Brittany~