"That hip swivel thing that you do with your sisters is pretty cute." She heard in her ear, but she knew who it was so she just kept walking down the hall to her locker room. "Don't walk away from me." He called and she stopped.

"Dean, I'm sweaty and fucking pissed. I don't think you really want to deal with me right now." She snapped, turning to face him with her hands on her hips and he couldn't help but smirk at how cute she was when she was mad in her ring gear. Her dark brown hair still looked perfect as it fell in waves and was kept back behind her shoulders with her sparkly headband. "Why the fuck are you staring at me!? I know I'm not at my prettiest but you don't have to make me feel worse by-" He closed the distance between them and cut her off with a kiss, cupping her cheeks in his hands. He could feel the heat from her flushed cheeks radiate onto his hands, whether it was from anger or that she hadn't cooled down from her match against Tamina Snuka, he wasn't sure.

"You're beautiful, regardless of the fact that you just got out of a match. You did good out there, even if you lost. You hit some good moves and put up one hell of a fight, and that's what matters, okay?" He murmured, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs and she nodded, refusing to make eye contact. "Look at me, Casey. What's going on in that mind of yours?"

"Dean, no."

"Fucking talk to me, Case." When she only stared up at him he sighed and backed away. "Fine then. I'm not doing this shit with you Casey. You lost a match. It fucking happens. Hell, we both lost tonight. Get over it, and get over yourself." The aggravation in his tone was obvious, but it didn't faze her, so he just started to walk away. "When you decide to grow the fuck up, you call me, okay?" He called over his shoulder and she huffed as she continued to her locker room.

"What crawled up your ass and died?" Nikki asked and Dean rolled his eyes at the woman who looked exactly like her younger sister.

"Your fucking sister can't take a fucking loss, and is acting like a fucking baby about it." He informed as he sat down and the twins shared a look.

"She's more pissed at how she lost. It's not the fact that she lost, because she's not a sore loser, it's the way that she lost." Brie explained and Dean sighed.

"How did she lose again?" He asked and the twins shared yet another look.

"She went for a top rope Face Buster, but got caught in a Samoan Drop and then got Superfly Splashed on." Nikki informed him and he nodded.

"Do I apologize for getting pissy with her?"

"Let her come to you, first. That way you'll know that she's calmed down." Brie told him and he nodded, getting up from the table.

"You guys are great." He thanked in his own way and they smiled.

"We know." They said in unison with the trademark Bella smirk and he rolled his eyes as he walked out.

It was three am, she wasn't sleeping, and she knew why she couldn't sleep. Dean was upset with her, because she was acting like a kid because she lost a match. It bothered her, but what could she do. It was three am and she knew that he valued his sleep. But despite knowing this, she reached for her phone and sent a quick text asking if he was awake. She didn't get a response and groaned aloud, earning a mumbled "shut up" from Brie who laid in the other bed in the room since Nikki was shacking up in John Cena's hotel suite.

After ten minutes of staring at the ceiling, a knock sounded on the door to which Brie groaned loudly and Casey sighed as she got out of bed to answer it in just her black short running spandex shorts and a white camisole. She unlocked and answered the door, pushing her hair back and out of her face.

"Dean?"

"I, uhm, I wasn't sleeping all that great and I thought-"

"Go fucking think quieter!" Brie shouted and Casey bit back a laugh at Dean's surprised expression before stepping out of the room.

"Sorry about that. You were saying?" She asked, rubbing her arms slightly due to how cold it was in the hallway.

"First, take this, you've got to be freezing." He mumbled as he unzipped and shrugged out of his jacket. She took it gratefully and slipped it on as he continued. "Like I was saying, I wasn't sleeping too well so I went on a run, y'know, I figured that would help even though I really wanted to talk to you, but your sisters said to wait for you to come to me because then you'd be over your loss earlier. But that didn't help at all so I had to come apologize for being such a dick earlier, I know what's it's like to go for a finisher and get caught in something unpleasant, and it pisses me off, too."

"I accept your apology, and I just texted you like ten minutes ago to see if you were up because I wasn't getting any sleep, either, wanted to apologize."

"Yeah, I didn't bring my phone with me. I probably should've, but I didn't. But why are you apologizing? I was a total dick."

"But I was unnecessarily being a bitch to you, when I wasn't mad at you. I was acting childish and I'm sorry. I appreciated you trying to cheer me up before I pissed you off, so thank you."

"I accept your unnecessary apology. We all have those days, Casey."

"So we're good?" She asked and he nodded with a small smile, pulling her into a hug.

"We're good." She smiled and wrapped her arms tight around his body, not really wanting to let him go. "I don't wanna let you go, Case."

"So come inside and stay the rest of the night." She offered and he tilted his head slightly.

"You sure?"

"It's not like us being together is a secret, Dean."

"I never said it was." He murmured with a smirk as he leaned down to kiss her softly. She smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck while he pulled his arms tighter around her waist, pressing her as close to his body as he could until they had to break for air and he let out a yawn.

"Someone's sleepy." She murmured with a smile, pushing his hair back out of his face.

"It's like three in the morning, and I went jogging. Of course I'm tired." He stated as they entered the room and Brie opened one eye.

"So shut the fuck up and go the fuck to sleep." The older woman told the younger couple as Casey shut and locked the door and Dean toed out of his shoes.

"Goodnight, Brie." He whispered as he got in the bed and Casey tossed his jacket onto her suitcase before climbing into bed with him.

"If you two have sex tonight, I swear to god, I'll kill you both."