The day after Christmas, Joe called Colby again. He knew they were all going to have to meet up that night, and he didn't know how Colby was going to react or deal with Jon. Or him for that matter. Joe wanted to explain himself and why he had kept the affair from Colby, if he would just listen. Colby was angry but picked up the phone anyway. "Hey."
"Hey, man. How are you?"
"Yeah, how do you think I am, dude?" Colby asked sarcastically.
"Fair enough."
"Why are you calling, Joe?"
"I wanted to see if you were okay, and talk to you."
"Oh, now you want to talk to me? Why didn't you want to talk to me before and tell me I was being made a fool of and didn't fucking know it?"
"Col, look. I want you to understand why I did that. I didn't want all this to happen and was trying to keep it from happening. I thought if Dixie kept away from Jon and stayed with you, that you would have the chance to make things right. I know she loves you, and remember I told you to make her remember the reason she fell in love with you. I was just trying to help. I didn't want to see you get hurt. I thought it would be better if you just never knew."
Colby breathed a heavy sigh, "that sounds very fucking noble, Joe. Did it ever occur to you that I might need to know that the woman I was planning on marrying was in love with another man?"
"I didn't think she really loved Jon, he was just playing with her. I never thought she would leave you for him. I thought you would propose and you two would get married and he wouldn't matter to her anymore."
"I am gonna ask you again, why did you not think I needed to know that Dixie was having an affair? How could me not knowing be better for me? Ignorant is not bliss, man. If you were my friend, you wouldn't have kept me in the dark while you knew they were making me look like a jackass. You knew that Jon was going with me to pick out a ring, and you said nothing."
"You're right bro, I'm sorry. I should have told you or at least made them tell you. I didn't want you getting your heart broken, Colby."
"Is that really the reason, or were you just thinking about our careers? You didn't want me and Jon going after each other and it ruining your fucking push."
"No, that is not it. I gave her the choice to stay with you and break it off with Jon or vice versa. I said I would tell you otherwise. Jon said she chose you because of your careers but that wasn't what I was thinking about. You are my friend."
"Whatever man. Is that all you wanted?"
"No, we need to talk about tonight."
"Just stay out of the way, Joe." Colby hung up, not wanting to listen to any more. He was so angry, he honestly didn't care if they fired him, but Jon was going to pay for what he did. Joe was really worried about Colby's state of mind and wondered what would happen when they saw Jon.
Back in Vegas, Dixie woke up with Jon cradling her next to him. She felt completely safe and loved in his arms. When he woke up, he lovingly kissed her neck and ran his nose against her ear. She giggled, "good morning."
"Mmmm, yes, it is. Thank you. Did you sleep well after I fucked your brains out?"
"Of course I did." She turned over and softly kissed him. She had been awake, feeling his erection rubbing against her thigh, and now that he was awake, she planned to take advantage of it. She draped her leg across him and climbed on top of him. She slipped her tongue in his mouth and wiggled down his body. She sat straight up and took hold of his cock. She slowly slid down, his girth stretching her walls. She pressed her hands to his chest and rolled her hips, watching his eyes squeeze shut. She started to bounce on his cock, leaning to prop her hand on the headboard. He bent his knees and bucked like wild bronco and she rode him like real cowgirl. She swayed her tits in his face, moaning when he licked her nipples as they swung by his mouth. He cupped her ass in his big hands, feeling her muscles squeeze as she undulated her hips.
She gazed down at him with lust-clouded eyes, "you like me riding that dick, baby?"
He smirked at her, "yeah, I love it when you get so fucking horny that you have to use my dick to ease the ache in your pussy. You are just a cock-hungry slut. Ride me harder, Dixie. Make me come inside you." His deep voice commanding her made her lose all control. She was completely under his spell, unable to keep her wits about her where he was concerned. She bore down with him buried deep inside her and rocked her hips. She heard him breathing heavily and grunting, and she felt shocks of electricity shooting all over her body. She started to come and heard him bellow underneath her. She felt his hot release filling her and running down her leg, mixing with her juices.
He lay there limply as she lay on top of him, kissing him sweetly. "I think I could stay like this forever and be perfectly happy."
"With my sticky, limp dick inside you?" Jon asked her with a chuckle.
"Jonathan! You are ruining the moment being graphic!" she laughed.
"Very sorry, babe. I will shut the fuck up and enjoy you rubbing your sweaty, naked body against me. It was a great start to the day though. I could get used to this shit, definitely."
"I could too. Nothing beats hot morning sex. Now why don't you get up and take a shower with me?"
"I will do anything you want me to."
"Okay then, sexy. Come on." She moved off him and took his hands, pulling him into the bathroom. He watched her lean over to turn the water on and felt his cock starting to stir again. He couldn't believe the effect she had on him, turning him into a horny teenage boy again. Every time he saw her, he got hard and realized the hold she had on his body and his heart. She adjusted the temperature of the water and climbed in. She asked, "you coming?"
"Very interesting choice of words." She laughed at him and glanced down, seeing his manhood grow right in front of her eyes. He stepped into the shower and pinned her to the wall. "Ready for round two?"
After their long shower, they packed their bags for the trip. They caught a flight to Chicago for a house show and settled in on the plane. They were both dreading what was going to happen, for different reasons. Dixie told Jon she didn't really want to talk about it because worrying wouldn't do any good. She knew they had to deal with the fallout and everyone talking about them, judging them. While they were at his house, they could forget the world outside, but soon they would be back to reality and the consequences of what they had done.
Jon changed the subject and told her he wanted them to go shopping for furniture and things to decorate the apartment. He told her that he wanted it to be her home so she could do whatever she liked. He wanted her to be comfortable there so he would be fine with whatever she did. He said they could get bedroom furniture to make room for all of her things and he would pay for it all. He was never much for decorating because he wasn't home much, but with Dixie there, he planned to be home every day he could. She was quiet and just listening to him talk while she had her head on his shoulder. He slowly stroked her hand, "I just want you to be happy, Dix."
"Oh, Jon, I am, baby. I am. Don't worry about that." He leaned over, kissed her temple, and whispered, "I promise to keep you that way."
After the plane landed, they rented a car to take to the arena. Dixie felt her stomach in knots, the feeling of dread overwhelming her. Jon saw that she was upset, but didn't really know what to say to her. He knew it was going to be bad, but all he wanted was to protect her. He didn't think Colby would ever hit her, but as distraught as he was acting, Jon couldn't be sure of that.
When they arrived, Dixie felt like she was going to have a panic attack. She started feeling short of breath and felt faint. She hated the way she told Colby about Jon and it was eating her up that she hurt him. They turned the corner and saw Joe first and when he made eye contact, he glared at both of them. Then Colby saw them both, together. He ran toward Jon and he pushed Dixie behind him, but Joe grabbed Colby around the waist. "No, don't do this here, man."
Colby was trying to twist himself out of Joe's grasp, but he had a death grip on Colby. "Take your fucking hands off me, Joe!"
"No, man, don't do this! Calm down!"
Dixie stepped out from behind Jon, "Colby, please, Joe is right. Don't do this. Be angry at me, yell and cuss me, but don't flush your career down the drain."
"How the fuck could you do this to me, Dixie? And with him?"
"I am so sorry. I never, ever wanted to hurt you and I didn't intend for this to happen. Let's go talk, okay, but not out here in front of everyone."
"Oh, you don't want me to make a scene? You don't want everyone to know you whored around on me and left me for this no-account street thug?"
"Stop it, man" Jon said.
"Or what? You gonna kick my ass? In your dreams."
Jon grabbed Dixie's arm, "come on, babe. You need to get out of here because this is about to get really fucking violent."
She spun around to face Jon, "you promised me."
He sighed, "you're right." He looked over at Colby, "Look, man, I am sorry. I really am. It should have never gone on this long and we should have told you. Neither of us meant for it to take place or turn out like this. She is telling the truth; we never wanted you to get hurt. We are both guilty and feel horrible that we have caused you pain. She is right though and we don't need to get into it right here. We have a show and we have to at least get along for that." He hooked Dixie's arm and turned to walk away. "Come on."
Colby was furious and didn't care how sorry Jon felt. He elbowed Joe in the face and ran into Jon, slamming him in the back. Dixie fell to the floor and Jon quickly turned on his heel and punched him in the mouth. Colby staggered but swung and struck Jon in the jaw. He jabbed with the other hand and punched Jon in the ribs. When he bent over, Colby grabbed him and kneed him in the gut and then the balls, taking his breath away. Jon head-butted Colby with the back of his head and grabbed his hair, driving him face first into the wall.
Dixie was screaming at them both to stop, but they weren't listening. Joe got up and tried to pull Jon back, but Jon boxed him in the ear, putting him off balance. He shoved Joe down and yelled at him to stay out it. Colby got up while Jon's back was turned and kicked him in the knee. Jon dropped to the ground in pain and Colby kneed him in the face. Jon was furious now, and his inner demons were about to come out. He had been in too many fights growing up, and he had enough of playing with Colby. He knew Dixie would be mad but in that moment, he couldn't stop himself. He jumped up and started swinging for Colby's face, putting him on the defensive. Jon knocked him to the floor and pummeled his face with his fists. Colby tried to kick him away but felt Jon grab his hair and smash his head into the concrete floor. Everything started to go black and he felt hands around his neck. He wrapped his hand around Colby's throat and yelled at him "I told you that you didn't want to fucking get into this with me, asshole!"
Colby started struggling for air and Dixie pulled Jon away. "Stop it! You are going to kill him! Get off of him, Jonathan!" Jon moved back and was shocked when he saw Dixie rush to Colby's side. She cupped the back of his head and felt blood. "Oh my God, Colby!" She gasped and stroked his cheek, tears falling from her eyes. "Wake up, baby. Please wake up!"
Jon was furious at what he just heard. Colby slowly opened his eyes and saw Dixie stooping over him. "I think I am okay, Dix."
Joe came over and helped him up and Jon was still fuming. He knew that she wouldn't stop caring about Colby overnight, but she called him baby. He was hurt, confused, and angry. He stepped towards Colby, planning to finish what he started and was met by the eyes of his irate girlfriend standing in front of his intended target. She put her hand to his chest and pushed him back. "No! Back off, Jon. That is enough!"
She helped Colby over to a chair and looked at his lip and the back of his head. Jon couldn't believe that he was seeing her taking care of Colby instead of him. He stormed off to the locker room and Joe followed behind him. He slammed the door behind him and walked over to the sink when he heard Joe come in. "Great show, man. You're a real hero to Dixie now."
"Shut the fuck up, Joe."
Joe smiled and laughed, "You are really surprised that he is the one she would protect? Funny, you beat him up and send her right back to him. Irony is a great thing, ain't it?"
"Fuck you."
"You know what is also a great thing: karma. You steal her and he steals her back. And all it cost him was a little blood. You really didn't think she would stay with you, did you? I told you they belong together, and there is your fucking proof. Did you see how quickly she went to his side? That is real love there, fool."
"She didn't go back to him, asshole. She is just checking on him. That is how women are. They see something injured and they want to take care of it. It is their fucking nurturing instinct. She loves me so piss off."
"You trying to convince me or yourself?" Joe laughed and walked away.
He looked at himself in the mirror, "she does love me." He saw her face as she looked at Colby and was crying over him in his mind again. He slammed his palm against the wall. "Goddamnit!"
Dixie was kneeling in the floor next to Colby, with a washcloth to his bloody mouth after she cleaned up his head. "Your head is okay, it's just the scalp. You are going to have a fat lip for a couple of days but you are going to be fine."
She smiled at him and he took her hand. "Thanks, Dixie. Just like old times, huh? Remember all the times you had to patch me up back in the Indies?"
She softly laughed "yes, how could I forget? And all the times I had to help you to the car because you were so banged up."
"Oh yes. And when you had to help me out of bed in the morning because I was still stiff and sore." He looked down into her eyes and wanted to beg her to come home. He was angry but felt lost without her. "Dixie…"
"Yes?"
He started to ask her but saw Jon and Joe coming down the hall with Kane right behind them. "Lopez, with me, right now." He dragged them into one of the offices and demanded to know what was going on. "I hear from one of the superstars that The Shield is having a brawl out in the hallway. What in the hell is going on with the three of you?"
No one spoke up. "I'm sorry, did something happen to your hearing? What is going on?"
Joe finally cleared his throat and answered him. "Just some personal shit, Glenn."
"There is no 'personal shit' in the WWE. You want to keep it 'personal shit' then keep it out of the arena. Now I don't really care about what is going on, I am not your therapist. But I will tell you this, fix it. How this works is you three as a team, a unit. We don't want to see The Shield having a street fight amongst themselves. When you are together, you are a cohesive group. I don't give a damn if you like each other or not. I don't want to hear about any more incidents or it won't be me you will be answering to, it will be Vince. Do I make myself clear?"
They all nodded, "yeah."
"Good. Then get out there and do your jobs." They left the office and Dixie was standing there waiting on them. Colby started towards her but she went to Jon. He muttered under his breath "I can't fucking take this" and walked off.
Jon was scowling, still upset from seeing her tend to Colby. She reached out to him and rubbed his jaw. "You okay?"
"Yeah. Fine."
"What did Kane say?"
"Basically to keep our shit together." He was being short with her, but he was not happy with her taking care of her ex.
"At least you didn't get suspended."
"Yeah."
"You want to talk, Jon?" she asked.
"Not really."
"Well, I do. Come on." She pulled him into another room and shut the door. "What is wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Bullshit. If we are going to be together, you have to tell me when something is bothering you."
"Oh, are we still together?"
"What are you talking about? Of course we are."
"I just couldn't tell by the way you were guarding Colby."
"You almost killed him, Jon!"
He hung his head, "I know. My temper got the better of me. But you were checking on him, but not me. And you called him 'baby'."
"Jon, I knew you were okay. You were on your feet. He was bleeding and briefly unconscious."
"Do you still love him? Do you want to go back to him? Do you regret choosing to be with me?"
"No, of course not. I love you, but yes, I still love him too. Part of me always will. He was a big part of my life for a long time and that will never go away, but I don't regret choosing to be with you. I wish that it wouldn't have been like this, but I told you I love you and I am not going anywhere. Not ever again."
"I am sorry, Dix. I didn't mean to beat him within an inch of his life. I couldn't stop myself. Please don't be mad at me."
"I'm not mad. I told you I wouldn't be, and he started it. You did what I asked and didn't go looking for a fight."
"I'm sorry for acting like a jealous asshole too."
"It's okay. I understand. We will eventually figure all of this out. Somehow."