"I can't believe Dean let you kidnap me." Amber said as she sat down on Natalya's hotel bed, as the older woman closed the door.

"Yeah me neither." She said honestly as she went into the bathroom. "So speaking of which I've been hearing a rumor spreading across the locker rooms about you and John." She said as Amber heard some shuffling going on.

"What have you heard?" She responded leaning back on her elbows and looking out to the sun setting over the town they were currently staying in.

"That you two are dating."

"That's true." Natalya peeked out and smiled.

"About time, you know he had been asking Tyson about you, wanting to know everything about you."

"That's not creepy at all." Natalya walked out with three bags and placed them on the bed. "Okay, so the only way I got to kidnap you is because I was going to take you to the Halloween party. So I have three costumes and you can choose whichever one.

" "How about you?" She said sitting up crossing her legs.

"I choose all three of them as costumes I would wear. So in this one we have everything for an Indian, this one is a Police Office, and the last one is a Zombie Nurse." Natalya instantly handed her the last one which Amber smiled as she grabbed it and walked into the bathroom. "So tell me, what's going on with you and Dean?"

"What about us?" She said as she removed her T-shirt, keeping her white bra on since the costume was white. "Well he is fucking obsessed with you."

"No he isn't." She said removing her shorts and sandals as she grabbed the top which was short and hid her bra but showed the straps since it had frilly sleeves that stopped right above her elbows. On each breast it had red crosses the rest was white with splatters of blood here and there. It obviously stopped right below her breast showing all her stomach which she was sure Natalya would have to gore up. "Girl yes he is, either that or he is crazy protective about you."

"Okay that might be true." She said as she yanked on the white mini skirt that stopped much higher than mid-thigh. And also had blood splattered on. She toke out the remaining items and smirked as she spotted a pair of blood red High heels with a strap on it almost like slip ons, the type that a very sexual school girl costume would come with. Plus long white stockings that stopped around her knees and had blood.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean he did protect me when Steve hit me." She yanked on the stocking and put on the heels standing up the heels being six inches. She opened the door and walked out showing Natalya her costume and seeing that the older woman was already wearing her costume, the Police officer which was just a one piece and was a navy blue dress that stopped right above her knees and fit her tight the material reminding her of a mixture of latex and leather. She wore Black Stockings with Black heels and a Cop hat her hair which was already in curls was let loose and she was wearing a pair of Police Sunglasses.

"Damn, Wish Tyson was here."

"I am." Tyson said as he entered making her crack up as he was dressed as a criminal wearing an Orange Jumpsuit with the sleeves folded and wearing even the orange cap. "Nice." She said shaking her head. As he handed Natalya another bag.

"Okay it's time to blood you out." She said as she tokes out a tube and a box before opening the box.

"Alright I need you to lift your arms up." Amber did that putting her arms up putting them on her head. Natalya opened the box and toke out Three Strips of what looked to be scars like if something had scratched her. She placed them on her side right on her ribs. Putting them together and then grabbed the tube and let some of the red substance get on her fingers before she spread it around the scars reddening them even more and then just putting some of it around it to give it a splatter affect. The went to her leg and splatter some of the substance onto her thigh giving it a drip affect as the wound had dripped all the way down her skirt to her leg and to her stocking. She then went to her throat and toke out the final thing from the box which was a bite wound and placed it right in the curve of her neck where her collar bone and neck joined together. She then dripped some of the red substance on it making her shuffle around at the strange wet and cold feeling as it dropped down her neck and stopped right on her top.

"And the final touches." She said as she grabbed her make up bag putting on a heavy load of eyeliner and putting some make up around her eye making it look darker and black. She then grabbed some red lipstick and added it giving it a dark red look before getting the tube and putting some on her lip and on her cheek. "Walla you are done." Natalya said nodding as she put everything away. "I look creepy." Amber said as she looked herself in the mirror of the bathroom.

"Creepy is good, but I was thinking sexy." Natalya said.

"Know let's go. We don't want to be late."

"The party starts at eight and it's already eight how can you be late?" Tyson said grinning as he got glares from both women. "Hustle ladies." He said as he closed the door quickly as a shoe hit the door.

The Club was booming, lights flickering everywhere each color different than the one before it, the smell of perfume and sweat mingling in the air. Amber walked inside and smiled at Punk, Randy, and Cody who were dressed up as a Rocker, Firefighter, and Zelda specifically in that order. Kaitlyn came up to us and was wearing a Cat Woman which fit her great but Amber could tell she was drunk by the way she stumbled.

"Hey SEXY! Nice Zombie costume." "Thanks, Natalya's idea. So what's going on?"

"What's going on is that your shield crew is looking for you and I am totally drunk!" She said stumbling as Tyson grabbed her, a funny smile illuminating her face. "We get here an hour late and she's already drunk?"

"It's not her fault Jack Swagger and Sheamus asked her to join them in a drinking contest and well let's just say the Pimp and Leprechaun kept their drinks down while cat woman ran out of lives."

"Wow. Well let me go see the guys I'll be back." Amber said as she began to make her way through the club seeing Naomi and Cameron dressed as sexy Mario and Luigi, The Bella Twins dressed as Devil's which fit and of course a couple of the guys like Kofi was a Boxer, Alberto was Superman, and Christian was dressed as James bond. She then walked towards the table and smiled as she saw her Shield mates, Seth was dressed as a Vampire, Roman was dressed as a football player, and Dean who was leaning over drinking a beer was dressed as a Werewolf, He had the mask beside him and was wearing a Flannel Shirt that was opened and showed his bare chest, Baggy jeans with the knees ripped and black boots.

"Hey you two… Plus you." She said looking at Dean her hand on her hip. Seth looked up and let out a low whistle,

"Hello Nurse." Roman smirked and leaned forward closing the mouth of the younger man before taking a drink of his Corona. Dean on the other hand didn't even look up just continued staring at his beer. "Dean you still sober?" She said as she moved her hand in front of his face. Dean stood up grabbing his beer looked at her before looking away,

"Your Boyfriend was looking for you." He growled drinking the rest of his beer before dropping it back on the table and walking towards the bar. "Well he's mad." "That happens when John comes up to Dean stating that he's your boyfriend and that Dean can pretty much go and suck a cock." "What? John wouldn't do something like that."

"Well ask him yourself Mr. Military is coming this way." Amber turned and saw John walking over wearing a White tank, Camo Cargo Pants, Brown combat boots and a pair of Dog tags.

"Hey."

"Um Hey." She said smiling as he leaned down giving her a quick peck on the lips.

"Want to Dance?"

"Sure." She said as they made their way to the dance floor.

Dean stared at the empty shot glass in his hand still feeling the burning in the back of his throat as the bartender gave him another one. "Dean?" Dean looked over at Seth, an eyebrow raised at the smaller being. "What?"

"Why don't you just… tell her?" He said looking down at his hands as Dean glared at him, "Tell her what Seth?"

"That you like…. Like her." Dean grabbed the glass and drank back the fiery fluid dropping the glass. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes falling on the beautiful young woman who had her arm wrapped around Cena's shoulders. The older man whispering something to her which made her laugh. Everything about her drew him to her, from her eyes, to her facial features everything drew him in and it made him feel so out of control. And he didn't like it, couldn't fucking stand it, didn't like feeling the way he used to when he was a child- He let out a deep breath as he tried to erase the images from his past from his mind.

"Look Dean just do it." "I said No Seth, and even if I did she's with that dumb ass John, the Boy kid wonder." "Dean-"

"Fuck off can't you see I'm trying to get drunk."

"Whatever." Seth said as he got off the stool looking at Dean hating seeing him this way before walking back to the table with Roman. Dean sighed and looked one final time at Amber who had split from John but they were still near each other, she was just dancing with one of the Usos. "What isn't there to like." He mumbled before looking back at the new shot glass and shooting it back like nothing.

Thirty songs later, and a bunch of dancing partners the party was really kicking up mostly because drinks had been being passed around and mostly everyone in the club was drunk except of course, Cody, Her, Phil (Obviously Straight Edge and all that), and whoever else was the sober driver. Even John was slightly buzzed but if you hadn't been around a drunk you wouldn't have figured it out. Amber had somehow rotated back to him and they began to dance to the song which was Womanizer by Brittney Spears.

John's hand was wrapped around her waist as they grinded against each other, her back to his front. That's when she decided to bring up the conversation that him and Dean had, since after all drunks said the truth. She turned and lowered her body before coming up looking it his blue eyes. "So I heard you and Dean fought." She said to her boyfriend of Two weeks.

"Yeah, I just told him you were my girlfriend and to back off." He grumbled as his hand lowered to her lower back right above the curve of her butt.

"John can't you try to at least get along with him?"

"I can't get along with someone who you care about and doesn't deserve it." She looked at him her brow furrowing.

"What? Of course I care about him and he does deserve it. Yeah we might have our ups and downs but at the end of it he has protected me more than you know."

His face hardened and he pulled me tighter to him catching her of guard. "Well then let me know. What has Ambrose protected you from? I'm your boyfriend right?" "Well no duh-" "Then tell me." She looked at him pleading him to not make her do this. But before either of them could say anything, Roman tapped her on the shoulder.

Amber turned and could instantly see the concern on his face. "We need to go." "Why?" She said escaping from John's embrace.

"It's Dean he's had to many shots, is fucked the hell up past the point of no return so we have to go before things get out-" A large crashing noise sounded through the club since the song had just ended. "-of hand." Roman finished as he looked behind towards the bar where Dean was being held back by Seth some other guy, not from the WWE being held back by one of his friends. Seth quickly grabbed Dean who had almost stumbled as he held a beer in his hand.

"Go get the car." Amber says Roman nodding before he went over to Seth helping the younger male take their leader out of the club.

"I have to go." She said but John pulled her back. "If you care for me, love me as much as you say you do… You'll stay." She stared incredulously at him not believing what he was doing especially at a moment like this.

"John don't make me choose, not know. I'll see you later." She gave him a quick peck before she made her way outside.

"Just put him in here."

Amber said as she opened the door to her hotel room.

"You sure?" Asked Seth.

"Yeah, Highly doubt Mr. Drunk here is going to do anything but sleep. Just lay him on the bed to the right."

"Alright." Roman said as him and Seth laid the man on the bed, Dean grumbling something before staying quiet.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow."

She said hugging each of them before walking them to the door and closed it right behind them. She toke of her heels letting out a pleased sigh at feeling her feet free. She put both shows right beside her bag and headed into the bathroom grabbing some clothes and showering quickly rinsing off all the fake blood on her and taking off the fake wounds putting them on the counter. After she had showered and changed into a Huge T-shirt and some sweats since the days were growing colder and walked out of the steamy bathroom.

She walked over to Dean and yanked off his boots placing them right beside the bed, knowing he'd be much more comfortable without them before making her way towards hers. She slipped in and sighed as her eyes drifted closed.

A couple hours later though she awoke suddenly. Amber's eyes furrowed and she sat up rubbing her eyes as they stung from lack of sleep. She checked her phone and in big bold black letters was the time, exactly 3 am. That's when she heard it again, the soft sound but it was there, it was a mixture between a whimper and a growl. Instantly she thought it was an animal. She sat up and looked around the room her heart beating fast but then she heard it again, the noise growing louder. Followed by a low, "No." she stood up from her bed turning on the lamp and nearing Dean who was facing the other direction.

"Dean?" She said softly as she leaned forward looking at the man and sighing as she could see his face scrunched up, He was having a nightmare.

"Dean-"

"I'm sorry…. Dad… Hurt Mom…. Why?" He mumbled and she stood next to the edge of the bed.

"Dean? Dean." She shook his arm and he sat up rapidly his eyes moving from one spot of the room to the next, his gelled back hair tousled and falling on his face.

"What? Where?"

"Dean, it's me Amber you were having a nightmare. It's okay." She said and what happened next was unexpected. He hugged her. He wrapped his arm around her abdomen laying his head on it. She froze but having had experience with nightmares as bad as his were probably she wrapped an arm around his shoulders and ran her hands comfortingly through his hair.

"It's alright Dean nothing's going to happen. I'm here." She heard him snort.

"That's supposed to make me feel better?" He whispered, Making her smile slightly.

"Unless you want me to leave-"

"No." He said quickly all playfulness gone replaced with utter fear and panic.

"I… Can… Can you stay here with…. Me?" He asked his jaw clenching, at him feeling so out of control but of course Amber didn't know this and she also didn't know that him being this vulnerable meant that he trusted her even though she might never know why. She looked at Dean,

"But Joh-"

"I'm just asking you to lay down with me, not to sleep with me. I wouldn't want to sleep with you anyway, who knows what I can contract." She glared at him smacking him behind the head earning a smirk from the older man.

"Scoot over then punk." She grumbled and he did pressing himself against the wall on his side as she slipped in facing towards her abandoned bed on the left side of the room.

"I'm sorry." It was so low, she didn't think it was real until she peeked over her shoulder seeing Dean's eyes watching her like a hawk.

"For what?"

"For acting like a complete douche to you."

"I'm used to it already, Forgive and forget ya know?"

"It's not that easy to forget something, when you cause everyone to get hurt." He said as he laid on his back looking towards the ceiling, his arm just barely touching the fabric of her t-shirt. "You shouldn't live so much in the past."

"Difficult not to." He grumbled. Amber turned facing him,

"I've been through a lot of things and you know just the tip of it but I realized a little to late, that when you live in the past you cant see your present, your future." Dean looked at her for a second before looking back at the ceiling.

"What's your present?"

"The Shield, John, Being at the top of my game in the WWE." "Future?"

"Not sure yet. I try not to live in the future either, just enjoy the present, Yolo and all that shit. How about you?" "My future is still clouded and My present is as well."

"Why?" Dean finally looked at her,

"Because someone else has my present. Good night." He turned and faced the wall leaving Amber confused as she stared at his back.

Who the hell had his present?

(Came out much different than I envisioned it in the first place. Oh Well. So what did you guys think? About time we began to show some signs of the love triangle. But giving you guys a fair warning shit is about to go down with Cena and Amber. Shit as in trouble. Trouble as in problems. Problems as in- Well ya'll can read! Anyway next update I need 31 reviews okay? Sound easy? Good so get on REVIEWING!)