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Some unexpected situations can bring two people together...

Monday Night RAW

Two Weeks Until the Royal Rumble

New Orleans, Louisiana

"I understand that when you were taken to the hospital last week on Smackdown that you were unruly, you had erratic behavior and then, you checked yourself out of the hospital. Therefore, I deem you a threat to not only to yourself, but to others and because of that," Stephanie McMahon was lecturing to Dean Ambrose about his actions last week on Smackdown as Dean thought that everything about this was pointless. Daphne Anne was there with the Divas Championship on her shoulder. Then, an older man with a clipboard on his hand appeared with a grin on his face, "We have Dr. Courbet, who is a doctor in abnormal psychology and he will be evaluating you here tonight, Dean and if you do not pass that evaluation, then you will not be competing in the Royal Rumble match. Now, Dr. Courbet, your office is set up right next door." she informed the doctor.

"Thank you," Dr. Courbet told the Principal Owner of the WWE, "Dean, come with me."

Dean muttered a few curse words as he followed behind Courbet. Now, it was Stephanie and Daphne looking at Dean. Then, Stephanie had an idea as she looked at the Divas Champion, "You know, I think that you should go with him to make sure that nothing fishy comes up."

Daphne raised a brow, disagreeing with what her boss and fellow Authority member wanted her to do, "And if I don't?"

"If you are not in the room while Dean is at his evaluation, I will make sure that you are no longer Divas Champion." Stephanie warned her as Daphne said no other word and quickly rushed out of the office to join the two other men. Stephanie smirked, knowing that she had Daphne wrapped around her finger.

"Now Dean, you know why you're here?" Dr. Courbet asked as he took the glasses off, making sure that he got a good look at the Lunatic Fringe. Meanwhile, Daphne stood with her back against the wall, not happy about going weak and agreeing to what Stephanie wanted her to do. There was no way that she let people walk over her like that and she had no idea how long she was going to be able to take that.

Dean bit his wrist tape and the room was silent. Then, he slide closer to the doctor—almost too close for comfort, "Is it because I've been a bad wittle boy?" he responded in a sarcastic way, speaking like a little boy in his own twisted way.

"Well actually, that's what I am here to find out," Courbet responded, "I want to know what makes your clock tick." things got awkward and silent, before Dean tried to take a quick peek at the doctor's clipboard, before Courbet backed up with it, "So, before we begin, sit back," he instructed as Dean didn't, "Sit back," he instructed as Dean did that, "Relax, reflex." he placed a small ticking clock on the night stand between them as Dean began to become mesmerized because of it.

"Are we actually going to get somewhere, Doc? You're wasting my time!" Daphne was feeling impatient. Courbet was getting nowhere with Dean. Dean still refused to open up; she predicted that he would be a tough cookie to crack.

"Now, Ms. Consuelos, we are going to get somewhere with this next activity," Courbet assured her as he turned his attention to Dean, who looked like he was going to take this next activity seriously, "Now Dean, what I want to do right now is some image association therapy. Basically, what I want you to do is say the first word that comes into your mind upon seeing an image."

Dean was silent and then, "THURSDAY!" he shouted as that was the first time that Daphne cracked a smile in the whole session.

Courbet chuckled, "No, um, you first got to let me show you the image, okay?"

"Alright," Dean shook his head and Courbet showed him the first image, which was a picture of Triple H in a suit, "Irritable Bowel Syndrome," he said as Courbet placed the picture on the table and showed him the next picture of Seth Rollins in his ring gear, "Scumbag," he said with no hesitation as Daphne began to get angry. The doctor placed the photo on the table with the other one and showed him a picture of his former Shield member, Roman Reigns in his ring gear, "brotha," he said as Daphne gave a heartwarming smile and was shown another picture, which was of Kane in a suit, "Toothpaste," he said, which was a reference that someone that had been watching wrestling for a long, long time would understand it. Then, Courbet pulled out a picture of Daphne Anne in her ring gear as Dean studied the picture for a moment, "Beautifully Manipulative," Dean said as Daphne nodded agreeing with that as then he was shown a picture of Hacksaw Jim Duggan, "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he yelled with a thumbs up as he was shown a picture of Stephanie McMahon in a red dress, "HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he did the same thing as Daphne busted out laughing.

Dr. Courbet and Dean looked at her like she was strange. Daphne then realized that they were looking at her and stopped her laughing and got serious, "I mean, that's disrespectful!" she tried to cover whatever laughing had occurred, "So, so mean!"

The two men turned away from her and Dean placed his hand on his shoulder, "How did I do?"

"Fantastic!" Courbet lied as Dean nodded, feeling worried that he could have done badly.

"I feel like we've made a lot of progress here today," Dean said in an intelligent way, "I really do." the camera showed to Dean sitting in the chair that the doctor once sat at, while Courbet was lying down in the couch blubbering like a baby. Daphne was next to day, amused about how Dean was able to turn the tables. That was an impossible thing for her to do. Dean placed the glasses back on.

"My dad," Courbet continued to cry, "He never hugged me! Never took me to Little League Games," he sobbed and sobbed as Dean took off the glasses, "It was horrible!" Courbet smacked the couch, "It's okay, man. I understand your pain. Listen, I really enjoyed our session here today. I hope that I have been able to work out some of your problems and listen," he sat closer to the doctor, "About that adolescence stuff, don't worry man. You won't go blind." he assured him as Dr. Courbet sobbed in joy, "And trust me, listen, you just sign these papers and I will make sure that you get the professional help that you need."

Courbet made no hesitations, but to sign those "papers" that will assure him that Dean will get him the help that he needs—but in reality, those were the papers that would assure that Dean will be stable enough to enter the Royal Rumble Match. Dean patted him on the back, thanking him for that, "Hang in there!" Dean told him, before standing up and then sitting down, "By the way," he looked at the clipboard, "I think you're a spineless, gutless, screwed up piece of cow dong."

Courbet continued to sob as Daphne and Dean walked out, "WHY?" he questioned.

Dean came back and lowered himself to the doctor's level, "AND YES! IT IS WEIRD THAT YOU SIT DOWN TO PEE!" was the last thing that he said before he left Dr. Courbet to cry to alone.

Daphne waited for Dean to exit out the office, so that she would be able to get the clipboard, which had the papers signed, so that he could compete in the Royal Rumble Match. Dean exited out the office with the clipboard in hand, "How in the hell do you make a grown many cry?" she questioned in a confused way.

Dean shrugged his shoulders, "I've only done that trick one other time and I got a match against him," he began as he made sure that all of the papers were signed, "By the way, I saw you laughing in there. It must have been one of the first times that you cracked a smile in a long, long time."

Daphne scuffed, "I did not laugh in there. I was just laughing at the fact that I wasted my time with the person that I did not want to be stuck in the room with."

"It turned out to be such a special thing," Dean pointed out as Daphne shrugged her shoulders. He gave her the clipboard with the papers on it, "Do you hand the papers to Stephanie or someone?" he asked.

"Yeah, I deal with stuff like this," she said to make sure that every paper was sign, but she looked at the last page, where there was no signature on it, "Um Dean," she showed him the last page as he felt stupid for forgetting to let Dr. Courbet sign the last page, "Don't worry about it, I think one signature will make a difference," she assured him, "Look, you got a match up next. Might want to get ready for it."

"Whatever." he shrugged his shoulders casually and walked away from her.

When Dean left, Daphne got a pen, which was connected to the clipboard and looked at both directions. She did not want Dean to worry about the one last signature, which was the most important one, which would officially place him in the Royal Rumble Match and she foraged Dr. Courbet's signature and placed the pen back. Daphne smiled and looked at the direction Dean left at, "Welcome to the 2015 Royal Rumble, Dean Ambrose."

It seemed like Dean Ambrose has an ally within The Authority.

So, I talked about Daphne and Dean having a storyline together. My intentions are to have something in the side. It probably will not take off entirely, but you might see the two of these have a segment in random times, which will either help Dean or Daphne out. You saw that kind of power that Stephanie has within Daphne. Could this be building up to something even more? You also saw Daphne helping Dean out, what could be going on there? Thank you for the reviews, follows and favorites on the last chapter. They mean the world to me and hopefully, you are sticking with this story. Again, please favorite, follow and review! :)