Renee loved to go out in the desert with Dean. Their escapades usually consisted of driving to the middle of nowhere, making a bed out of blankets, drinking champagne and making love underneath the stars, but this time Dean planned to do something slightly different. Renee told him that she would like to go biking with him again, so he suggested that they spend a night in the desert and go biking in the morning.
She agreed, so Dean rented a pick-up truck with a long bed and a bike for her, bought them hot chocolate and drove out with her to his favorite spot in the desert, far from the lights of Vegas.
After he had unloaded their bikes from the truck bed, he made a cozy nest of blankets and pillows out of it and searched for his phone while Renee climbed into the improvised sleeping area with her hot chocolate. "Sinatra", she said and smiled knowingly when he started playing music on his phone. He smiled back to her, kicked his shoes off and climbed next to her, placing the phone by his side.
"I made a custom playlist for tonight just out of his songs", he informed her. "I owe that man one anyways."
"You really do." Renee leaned her head on his shoulder, knowing exactly what he meant. He threw an arm around her shoulders and took a sip of chocolate from his cup before speaking again.
"Remember? Valentine's 2013."
"Of course. You came up to me with a letter before the Smackdown tapings and told me not to open it before Friday. And I actually didn't, even though I was dying of curiosity. I didn't even notice that Friday was Valentine's until I opened your letter that morning. You wrote me the lyrics of All The Things You Are and filled the envelope with dried rose petals."
"I came up with that on my own, just so you know", he said proudly. "Roman had just told me to be romantic and I had to figure something on my own."
"That day was kinda the turning point for me. I just read the lyrics over and over again and felt like I was falling in love with you with each new verse. Cheesy, but true."
"Yeah… I had that feeling, but I still wasn't sure."
Renee giggled. "Was that why you continued to send me lyrics of a new Sinatra song every week until I totally fell for you?"
"Mhm." He smiled and buried his nose in her hair. She drank her chocolate, reminiscing about those days.
"I really liked I Get A Kick Out Of You and that line that goes 'I get a kick though it's clear to see, you obviously do not adore me'. Did you really feel that way? Like I didn't like you?"
"Mmm… kinda. I knew you weren't single back then and I guess I felt like you were cold towards me, when in reality you were nice. Normal."
"I actually had a major crush on you. That's why I kinda avoided you for a while. But later I realized it was useless, especially when you started making moves on me."
"You had a crush on me? Really?" He raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, you caught my eye pretty early. While everybody was swooning over Roman, Seth, Fandango and others, I had my sights set on Dean Ambrose."
"Well, you have a better taste than all of them", he affirmed, tightening his embrace over her shoulders.
"That's clear as a day."
They just listened to the music and drank hot chocolate while the chilly night breeze started to settle in the night. The sky was beautiful; not a single cloud was covering the stars and everything was so peaceful and quiet. All that could be heard were the sounds of the wilderness in the distance, their breathing and Sinatra singing about love. Renee knew that Dean usually needed to get away from it all more than she did, but she couldn't remember the last time she enjoyed herself as much as in those moments.
After a while, her eyelids were starting to get heavier and heavier, so she turned to face Dean and give him a goodnight's kiss before snuggling into his chest. He turned the volume of the music down, wrapped his arms around her and pulled the blankets up so that they stay warm throughout the night. The entire world could crumble in that moment and he wouldn't care. All he cared for was his girl's warmth and her slow, steady breathing.