A few weeks had passed since the drama with Jon's mom. They hadn't really talked about it because he didn't seem to want to so she didn't mention it. Dixie didn't know what to say to him that would even help, knowing all too well that no matter how old you get, some things still cut you to the core. No matter how much you wish they didn't. Jon was happy to have Dixie around all the time and they felt even closer spending all their time together. He was growing more confident of her love with each passing day and felt his mother's voice in his head growing smaller. Dixie's words were replacing hers and she reminded him all the time of how much she loves him.

Dixie was avoiding seeing Colby, so she stayed away from the arena during the shows. She wanted to watch Jon perform but she didn't want to cause any more problems for them. News of their discord had reached management and the three of them had been warned to keep it at home. They weren't ready to disband The Shield yet so the guys had to keep it together for the time being. Joe and Jon were repairing their friendship with Colby being left to his own devices. He missed Dixie and she wouldn't answer any of his calls or texts. He occasionally caught a glimpse of her at the hotel but Jon was usually close behind. He wanted to see her again and get her alone so he could talk to her. He wasn't giving up on the idea of taking her back, not only because he loves her, but to make Jon suffer. He knew that the next week they would be in Vegas for a show at UNLV and had a scheme already in the back of his mind. He overheard Jon inviting the guys out after the show and decided he would turn up and throw a wrench in their night out. He thought a not-so-gentle nudge would send Dixie right back to him.

Colby went to Dr. Sampson and told him he was having a hard time sleeping, so he wrote a prescription for Ambien. "Take one of these about twenty minutes before you are ready to go to bed and make sure to avoid alcohol when taking them."

"Okay, I will. Thanks doc." When he went to CVS to fill it, the pharmacist called him to the window to counsel him about the drug.

"Mr. Lopez, have you ever taken Ambien before?"

"No, I haven't."

"There are just a couple of things I need to tell you to remember about taking it. Never take it if you are drinking alcohol. It will amplify the effects of the alcohol and can cause increased somnolence and have an amnesiac effect. Never take it and drive. Take it before you are ready for bed because it can get into your system more rapidly than you might think. It can cause you to have strange dreams and some cases even sleepwalk. You might want to start with a half and see how it affects you first."

"Thanks. I will." Colby paid for the medicine and left. He decided he would take one when he got back to the hotel. He hadn't been sleeping well and had been having nightmares. He hoped it would knock him out for a while and he could forget all the things that were on his mind.

Dixie and Jon were already in their hotel room, settled in for the night. She was resting in bed with him laying his head on her chest. She was stroking his hair and listening to music on the TV. They were in a comfortable silence, but Dixie sensed something was bothering him. He had gotten a call earlier and she didn't know whom it was from, but he had been very quiet ever since. "Baby, you want to talk?"

He raised his head, "Hmmm? What about?"

"I don't know. Whatever is on your mind." She felt him inhale sharply and his shoulders stiffen. "I want you to always know you can confide in me, Jon. I will always listen. You have been my rock, so let me be yours."

"You're right, babe. I just don't want you to see me as weak or something."

"I never would. You should know that. You are the strongest person I know. So just tell me what is going on in that beautiful head of yours."

He sighed before beginning. "My mom called earlier."

Now it was time for Dixie to stiffen up. "Oh yeah? What did she want?"

"She was drunk and apologizing and shit. Before she asked me for some money."

"Oh, baby…"

He clenched his fist. "I know it shouldn't bother me as much as it does, but I can't fucking help it. I don't even fucking know why!"

"I get it. She is still your mom. Baby, believe me, I get it."

"She said that her and Shelly talked about what you said and you were right. Then she was trying to fucking apologize for how she made me grow up and for her addiction. Like that makes it okay. Then she was rambling on about being a terrible mother and shit. She was crying and begging for me to forgive her. Goddammit! Like what the fuck am I supposed to say to that?"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing. Not a goddamn thing. I wanted to yell and scream and let her fucking have it, but I didn't. I couldn't. I don't know why the fuck I couldn't either. I just fucking want to know why, you know?"

Her heart was breaking for him, hearing the pain in his tone. "Why what?"

"Why she couldn't stop? Why I wasn't important enough for her to quit using? Why she didn't love me enough to give all that shit up? Why I have never been more than a fucking inconvenience for her? Like if she didn't want me, why didn't she give me up to people who might have loved me and taken care of me instead of fucking leaving me to raise myself? Or why didn't she just fucking abort me and save herself the hassle of being strapped with me!?"

She heard his voice crack and felt him starting to sob. She held him tighter and shushed him. "Jon, don't think that! Not ever. You are important and there is a reason for you to be here. You are so special and you are loved. Don't ever forget that you are loved. Every day. You survived so much to become the man you are today. Don't underestimate the difference that you make. Your story has touched so many people, people that you don't even realize. You give them hope that if you could come from such bad circumstances and make something of your life that they can to. You inspire others and you need to realize that. You mean so much to so many and it hurts me that you can't see it. I know it hurts you that she neglected you all of your life. I understand that. I understand that you are angry, baby but I don't want it to do this to you anymore. I want you to let all of that go. She doesn't matter any longer. You aren't that little boy anymore. You have to get it off your chest. You can't carry this around with you for the rest of your life."

"I just want to fucking scream and cuss and break shit and tell her what a piece of shit she is for doing that to me. She is my fucking mom! She should have taken care of me and loved me. She should have protected me from the evils of this world instead of fucking bringing them to me." He cried harder and she just let him cry, figuring it was long overdue for him to let it out. He opened up to her before, but always been unemotional when he talked about his parents; especially his mother. He tried to be detached from the memories, she figured because it hurt too much to remember. She wanted to take all his pain away and make everything better for him. She could identify with how he was feeling because she had a troubled childhood as well, but not on the same level as his.

She rubbed his back and tried to soothe him, burying her face in his hair. She cradled his head to her heart and softly kissed him. He finally started to calm down, his shaking subsiding. He rose up to look at her, afraid to see disappointment or pity in her eyes. He didn't want anyone feeling sorry for him, Dixie most of all. He was worried she would be disappointed at seeing him break down like that but all he saw was love. She swept the tears from his cheeks and leaned down to kiss him. She pressed her forehead to his, "I love you, Jon. You are the most important person in the world to me."

Jon whispered back, "I love you too."

She got off the bed and went to the bathroom. She wet a washcloth with cold water and rejoined him on the bed. He closed his eyes as she gently patted his face with the cloth. When she was done, he opened his eyes and took her hand in his. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Not just for that, Dix. For everything you said. For what you said to her when she was putting me down and now. I am so goddamn lucky to have you. You make me realize that more and more every fucking day how lucky I am."

"I am lucky too. And you don't have to thank me, Jon. You are my man and I am here for you, always. I will defend you no matter what. Now let's get ready for bed. We have a long trip tomorrow."

Back in Colby's room, he had taken his Ambien and was fast asleep. He wasn't sleeping soundly however. His mind kept jumping from one dream to the next, leaving him tossing and turning. "Come here, baby boy. Do what Daddy says and ride this dick like you have been craving to do."

"Go on, Col. I want to watch you take it." Colby turned when he heard Dixie's voice and saw her walking towards the bed.

"Mama, I can't…"

"Sure you can. If you don't, I am going to."

"No! No."

"Come on over here, Colby," he heard Joe purr. He nervously climbed into bed and straddled Joe's thighs.

"I don't know how…"

"Turn around." He did what he was told and turned to face Dixie. She kissed him, her tongue playing with his, and covered Joe's hands that were resting on Colby's hips with hers. He felt Joe's cock pushing into his entrance and he flinched. "Sit down on it."

"Joe, it hurts, I can't…"

"NOW, Colby." Joe gripped his hips tighter and quickly thrust deep inside. Colby cried out and felt like Joe was tearing him open. He felt his ass flush with Joe's hips and his eyes shot open when he felt lips around the head of his cock.

Dixie looked up and him and smiled devilishly. "You look so fucking good like this, baby. It's okay to like it. I know how good it feels. Just relax and breathe. Let us pleasure you."

He felt himself being raised up and brought back down roughly. "Ooooh fuck!" He felt Dixie's mouth suck him hard and follow his movements as Joe impaled him on his thick dick over and over. He didn't want to enjoy it, but his body was responding to both of their touches. Joe groaned when Dixie deep-throated Colby's cock because it made his ass squeeze Joe's dick in return.

"I think he is ready," Joe said to Dixie.

Colby opened his eyes and tried to regain his focus. "Ready? For wha…" He didn't get the rest of the word out before Joe had pulled him back against his chest. He held Colby around the waist as Dixie handed Joe the handcuffs and got on top of him. "Oh fuck, what are you two doing?" Joe held Colby's hands behind his back and clicked the cuffs shut. "No, no, no, don't handcuff me!"

"Just enjoy." Dixie grinned as she slipped down on his cock, forcing him all the way down on Joe's manhood and drawing a moan from both men. "This is what you want. We are giving you what you want, Colby. You want to be dominated and controlled…"

Joe continued, "So we are going to use your tight little body to get off until we use you up. You are going to get fucked like a sex doll, so just be a good boy and take it."

Colby's mind went blank, overwhelmed from the bliss he was feeling. Joe was pushing hard up into his ass while Dixie was riding his cock. Joe pulled his hair and jerked his head back, biting down hard on his neck. Not to be outdone, Dixie grabbed his nipples and twisted making him hiss and arch forward into her. Colby felt a spark of intense pleasure when he felt Joe stab his prostate. They both heard his breath hitch and Dixie laughed. "Ooooh, Joe, do that again. Even I felt that."

Joe smirked, "as you command, princess." He wrapped his arms around Colby and reached for Dixie's hips. He held on to them both as he started to drill Colby harder, slamming his sweet spot with every stroke. He was thrusting so violently that he was causing Colby's dick to hammer Dixie's pussy as well. Colby felt his body was overloaded with sensation and he was sure they were going to break him. Dixie and Joe locked eyes as they both felt Colby was about to come.

"Make him come, Joe. Fuck him harder. Make us both come." Dixie rubbed her clit furiously, making herself climax as she licked Colby's nipples and bit down. Colby felt her clenching around his cock and screamed, shooting his load into her. Joe roared as he came too, the tightness of Colby's walls bringing him over the edge. He released deep in Colby's ass as he felt Colby's head collapse back onto his shoulder.

"You did so good, baby boy. You take my big dick better than any woman ever has. Your perfect ass was made to be fucked."

"Baby, you looked so good and I have never seen you come so hard. My pussy is drenched with your come."

"You aren't mad…"

"Col, why would I be mad? I can share you with Joe and share him with you. I just want you to be happy. You don't have to choose which one you want."

"Right, baby boy. You can have us both."

Colby shot straight up in bed, his body soaked with sweat and his briefs soaked with come. He jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom. He tossed his underwear off and splashed his face with cold water before washing his cock off. "What the fuck is the matter with me!? How could I dream something like that?! Those fucking pills!"

He ignored what the doctor and pharmacist said and grabbed a beer. "One can't hurt." He downed it before he started feeling woozy. He decided he had best go back to bed and try to sleep before he hurt himself. He hoped he wouldn't have any more nightmares. He closed his eyes and he was quickly back asleep and back in the dream world.

Dixie was standing at the front of the chapel, all dressed in white, with Jon in front of her. He saw Joe standing next to Jon as she said her vows. "I, Dixie Blu, take you, Jonathan Michael, to be my friend, my lover, the father of my children and my husband. I will be yours in times of plenty and in times of want, in times of sickness and in times of health, in times of joy and in times of sorrow, in times of failure and in times of triumph. I promise to cherish and respect you, to care and protect you, to comfort and encourage you, and stay with you, for all eternity."

Colby felt himself screaming but no words would come out. He could only stand and watch as Jon placed a ring on her hand. He tried to run but his legs wouldn't move. He felt tears streaming from his eyes as he heard the preacher speaking to the guests. "And Ruth said, Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge: thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God: Where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried: the Lord do so to me, and more also, if ought but death part thee and me." He closed the Bible and smiled, "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."

Jon kissed Dixie and pulled her into his arms. Everyone stood up and clapped. "Let me introduce for the first time, Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Michael Good!"

Colby woke up and rolled over, tears falling on his pillow. "No! You aren't going to marry him, Dixie. You are going to be my wife, not his!" he cried as he fell back asleep and his mind escaped into another dream.

"Colby, I am pregnant."

"You are! Oh, mama that is so wonderful! I knew once you came home everything would be much better!"

"No, baby, you don't understand. I think it could be Jon's."

"What?!"

"I think this is Jon's baby."

"No. It can't be. It has to be mine. We are married now, Dixie. This is my baby."

"You know that I agreed to stay with you, but I will never give Jon up. And actually, I think I would rather it be his."

"You, you don't mean that!"

"You tricked me into marrying you, Colby. I only agreed to not divorce you so I could have you both. If this turns out to be his, I won't be here anymore."

"Why can't you just stop loving him!? Why am I not enough for you!? Why, Dixie?!"

Colby flung himself over in bed, groaning as another scene filled his head.

"It is really beautiful here, Joe."

"Glad you like it, baby boy. Nothing is too good for the love of my life."

"Joe, you are making me blush."

"Sorry, Col. You are so gorgeous when you blush though."

Joe wrapped his arms around Colby as they stood on the balcony overlooking the ocean. Joe kissed down his neck, making him softly sigh. "How did I ever deserve to get you to love me, baby boy?"

"By being you. Wonderful, sweet, caring, sensitive, beautiful, sexy you. I finally stopped running from myself and ran into these big, strong arms, where I belong."

"And I couldn't have been happier. How about we make some more happy memories?" Joe whispered seductively into his ear as his growing erection pressed against Colby's ass. He ran his finger down to Colby's entrance and felt his plug was still in. "Keeping yourself ready for my dick are you?"

"You know I am always ready. I am yours to do with what you will. I have surrendered my body, heart and soul to you. I am your servant."

Colby moaned in his sleep and clutched his pillow. "Joe…" he smiled. He fell into a deep, peaceful sleep resting well until his alarm went off. When he woke up, he remembered some of his dreams and felt sick. "Why the fuck am I dreaming about Joe!? I am not taking any more of those goddamn pills." He started to throw them away, but then he had an idea. He tightened his grip around the bottle. "Maybe I shouldn't chunk them in the garbage just yet. They might come in handy." A wicked smile came to his lips as he thought back to his dream about Jon and Dixie. "It won't be him you are marrying, mama." He had planned on just driving a wedge between them when they were all in Vegas, but now he had a better idea. He just needed to do some research to put his plan into motion.

The following week, they had a Saturday show in Phoenix but Dixie didn't go because Jon would be home that night for the Sunday show in Vegas. After the house show that night, Joe rode back with Jon. They had invited him to spend the night and crash on the couch. It was close to two in the morning before Dixie heard Jon coming through the door. She sprung out of bed and met them in the living room. She kissed her man, "hey baby, I am glad you are home."

"Me too."

She hugged Joe and kissed him on the cheek. "Hey there."

"Hey, baby girl."

"Why don't you boys sit down and I will make you something to eat, okay?"

"Babe, you don't have to…"

"I want to. So what do you boys want?"

"You know I love your pancakes." He turned to Joe, "bro, she bought this griddle thing and she makes me pancakes all the time. I fucking love them. You have to try them. She makes all kinds."

"That sounds good, uce."

"Alright boys. Pancakes it is. And some of those sausage links you like so much." Dixie smiled and went into the kitchen, leaving the boys to talk.

"This place has changed since the last time I was here, man."

"Yeah, I know. I have a real home now. Fuck, I didn't know life could be this fucking good. I have my woman with me most of the time and then I have this to come home to. Not to brag, but my life is pretty goddamn awesome right now."

Joe chuckled. "I am glad for you, Jon. I have seen a change in you since you two got together. I have never seen you this happy. For real."

They heard the sausage sizzle and started to smell the food cooking. "I am happy, bro. I can finally see myself settling down with a wife and kids. I didn't think that was in the fucking cards for me until she came along."

"Whoa. You are already thinking marriage and kids?"

"Yeah, man. Crazy, right? I bought her that ring for Christmas as a promise ring, but since I saw her wearing Colby's engagement ring, I have been thinking one of those would look better on her hand."

"Uh, damn." Joe was shocked to say the least. He knew Jon was head over heels for her, but didn't think he was already thinking about marrying her.

He saw the look on his best friend's face. "I know. Fucking crazy. Believe me; no one is more shocked than I am."

After they ate, Dixie made up the couch for Joe and they all went to bed. Joe wanted to see some of the places around town, so they were going to do that before the show, and go out to the casino afterwards. Jon invited several of the other superstars as well including Claudio, Sheamus, Nick (Dolph Ziggler) and Curt (Fandango).

The next day, Colby had some things he wanted to check out as well. He had researched wedding chapels around Vegas and found one he thought would work for what he wanted. He knew better than to approach a big, well-known chapel, but he found a small one off the strip that looked like it could use the business.

He asked to speak to the owner and the lady at the desk went to get him. When he came out of the office, Colby stood up and the man greeted him with his hand out. "Hello. I am Vic Pulizzi."

"Colby Lopez."

"What can I do for you, Mr. Lopez?"

"Is there somewhere we can talk in private?"

"Yeah, sure. Come in here." He nodded with his head, telling Colby to follow him. "Have a seat."

"Thanks."

"Okay, so what can I help you with?"

Colby took a deep breath before he started to explain. "Just hear me out before you say no. Please." He told him all about Dixie and Jon and he stared at Colby in disbelief.

"Excuse me, not to interrupt, but I am not a therapist, yeah. Why are you telling me all this?"

"I am getting to that part." He told him what he was planning to do and Vic's eyes went wide.

"You want to do what?"

"Yeah, I have thought about it and this is the best way to get her back."

"Mr. Lopez, even if I agreed to help you, you know the marriage wouldn't be legal. You have a have a license issued by the clerk's office and you both have to be there."

"I know. It doesn't have to be. I will worry about making it legal later. I just need her to believe it is. I want her back and I am willing to do anything to get her back. This man took away my life, my reason for living, everything that I love and left me with nothing. He is dangerous and she can't see it. I have to get her away from him and back with me where it is safe."

"You seem like you aren't all that safe, if you don't mind me saying."

"But I am. I loved her and took care of her. I don't do drugs, I don't smoke, don't steal, don't sleep with a different woman every night. I have never raised my hand to a woman in my life. I know this is shady but I don't have a choice. I know she still loves me, man. I am not trying to get someone to marry me that don't love me. She does. She is just confused. Here, look." He pulled the ring out from under his shirt. "This is the ring I bought her to propose at Christmas. She was wearing it even when she said she wanted to be with him instead. He has warped her mind and made her think she loves him instead of me. I just need to break the hold he has over her, alright. I will pay you whatever. Just name your price."

His eyebrows raised and he looked at the ring and back to Colby. He saw that was an expensive ring so he figured Colby probably did have the money to pay him. "Okay. Twenty grand. Cash."

"Done."

He started to wonder if he should have gone higher. Colby looked serious enough to pay as much as it took. "Here is my card. I will tell my wife what is going on so we will be the only ones here. We will make up a fake marriage license for you and take pictures of the ceremony and afterwards. The works. But you keep your mouth shut about this. Drugging someone and forging government documents is probably a felony."

"Oh, I will. Don't worry. I will call you when we are on the way. Here is our names and birthdays and our parents' names."

"Fine. We will make it look official. We will be expecting you. Don't forget, cash."

"No problem. Going to the bank right now. There is a Wells Fargo open on Sunday somewhere around here. I need some more cash to spread around tonight if this plan is going to work."