I'm up before him again the next morning. I go downstairs and tidy up before he gets up and shouts at me. I make coffee and take it out on the deck. I've just sat down when he comes out. "Morning" he says kissing my head. "Afternoon" I smirk. He smiles. "I needed that sleep" he admits. I nod. "I know" I say. "Feeling better?" He nods, smiling at me still. "What?" I ask warily. He shakes his head. "Thank you" he says simply. "Thank you for being here." I smile and nod, standing up. "Coffee?" I ask. He nods and watches as I walk into the kitchen. My phone rings and I groan as I look at the name. Dean looks at me quizzically as I answer it. "Hey Hunter" I say cheerfully. Dean frowns. "Hey Torrie" Hunter says. "How's the patient?" "Better" I say. "He had his stitches out yesterday, so it's all going in the right direction." Oh that's good" he says. "Listen, we were wondering, could you guys make it out to us for the Raw taping tomorrow?" I look at Dean. He's still frowning. "Do we need to?" I ask simply. Hunter groans. "Tor, you wouldn't believe the Dean and Torrie chants we're getting just at the house shows" he says. "We're gonna need Dean to address to situation, for the fans to see that his injury isn't kayfabe and he's gonna need some serious recuperation time." "I'll speak to him and call you back" I say before ending the call. I pour his coffee and take it out to him.
"What's up?" he asks straight away. "Hunter wouldn't just call and ask about me, what does he want?" "You" I say simply. "Well, us. At the Raw taping tomorrow. He thinks we need to address the injury situation, show the fans that it's not kayfabe." He nods. "Let's do it" he says, not even hesitating. "There's a few issues at work that need addressing too. We'll go." I nod and head back inside to phone Hunter. He promises to make all of our arrangements and call me back later with the details. The call is short and sweet and I'm back out on the deck within minutes. Dean is down at the pool, dipping his toe in the water. "Get in there" I yell down to him. He chuckles. "Oh babe you don't know how tempting it is" he says. I nod. "I know" I say walking down to him. He puts his arms around me. "What did Hunter say?" he asks. "He's making the arrangements and he'll call us later" I say. He nods and kisses my head. "What about mom and Sami?" he asks. I shake my head. "They're flying back tonight" I say. "So not a problem." He smiles. "I didn't thank you for getting them out here" he says. "It's gonna take a while for mom and me to actually agree, but this was a start. So thank you." I smile and kiss him, groaning as my phone rings again. I run up into the house to answer it. It's Hunter with the arrangements. We finish the call and I head back out to Dean to tell him the plans.
"We, uh, have a flight tonight" I say putting my arms around him. "Car is meeting us at the airport and we have a hotel booked." He nods. "Suppose we better get packed then" he says kissing my head. "Are you sure about this?" I ask. He nods. "Absolutely" he says. "Aren't you?" I hesitate and he groans. "It's gonna be fine" he says looking me in the eye. "I promise you." I nod and head inside to start packing what we're going to need for the trip. It seems strange not packing any ring gear, but there's no way I'm giving him the temptation to even get in that ring for any reason other than to address the WWE universe. "You do trust me, don't you?" he asks from behind me. I jump and turn around, he's leaning on the doorframe. I nod. "You, yes" I say. And I do. It's her and her cronies I don't trust. "I won't go near her" he whispers, walking over to me and wrapping his arms around me. "I won't leave your side." I nod. "I know I have to get over it" I say. He shakes his head, surprising me. "She needs to get the message" he says sternly. "Us going to the taping and surprising them is the best way for that to happen." I nod. "Hunter isn't telling anyone we're going" I say. "We're not even in the same hotel." "Mmmmm sounds good" he says kissing my neck. I moan as I shiver. He chuckles. "I love how responsive you are to me" he whispers before kissing me again. "I love you" I whisper, closing my eyes and concentrating on what this man is doing to me. I'm on autopilot as he walks me backwards towards the bed and lays me on it gently. "We don't have time for what I really want to do" he says huskily as he lays beside me. "So holding you and kissing you is kinda gonna have to do for now. But I promise you, tonight you're all mine." "Only tonight?" I ask raising an eyebrow. He smirks. "Tonight is just the start" he says leaning down and kissing me until I'm breathless. My hands are tight fists, clenched in his unruly hair by the time we break apart. He kisses me lightly before standing up. "Think I'd better stop there" he says looking down at his shorts. I laugh. "Pitching, Ambrose?" I ask sitting up. He winks and goes downstairs. I finish packing and carry the bags downstairs, leaving them by the front door.
He's making lunch in the kitchen. I creep up behind him and kiss his neck gently. He growls, dropping the knife and spinning around, claiming my lips in a fiery kiss. His hands run up my sides, leaving trails of fire wherever he touches. "Tonight" he whispers hoarsely. I nod and hug him. "I made you a sandwich" he says. "Olaf is hungry." I smile and take it from him, heading out onto the deck. He's set the table with glasses, juice, and a vase with a single red rose. "Ro won't be too happy with you picking his flowers" I chuckle as he walks out. "He's good" he says sitting down and taking a bite of his sandwich. "Damn I'm a good cook" he sighs contentedly. I laugh. "It's a sandwich Jon" I say. He glares at me. "I made it" he says, laughing too. I shrug and eat my food quickly. Want another?" he asks, watching me. I shake my head. "Think we've got enough time now to clean the kitchen before we have to leave" I say. He nods and watch as I head inside, wondering where to start cleaning first. Dean making food equals a disaster zone.