Chapter 6

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The next 14 days Jon and me spent a lot of time together. He was not active at NXT, that meant he was home a lot expect when he was training by himself or with the guys. When he was training with them I would tag along. That's how I formed a really good friendship with them both. Especially Colby and me hit it off and Jon didn't like it one bit.

One afternoon the guys met for a session of Crossfit. It was a passion of Colbys' but the other two liked it as well. Colby and me hadn't seen each other for 4 days at that point and he was late.

Joe and Jon and myself stood in front of the gym waiting, when Colby's car rolled up. He got out and grabbed his bag walking up to us. "Wait for it, wait for it...here it goes." Jon mumbled.

When Colby was just a few feet away he shouted "SAM!" and I would reply "COLBY!" and we would run to each other and hug and laugh. I don't know how that happened, it was on the third time we met and it just happened and now we did it every time we saw each other. Jon hated it.

Joe just laughed and patted Jon's shoulder. "They are just friends Jon, like you two are." the Samoan said quietly and Jon showed his teeth and Joe would whisper something in his ear which made Jon push him away, grab his bag and walk into the gym. "Princess has her knickers in a twist?" Colby asked as we followed Jon. "Princess kicks your teeth out of your mouth if you keep it up." Jon growled without turning around.

"No, no, that can't happen. I have to be a shield from this injustice. I would step in front of Colby protecting him, believe that Jon." I said in all honesty. And then something reeeeally strange happened. All three men stopped and turned to look at each other,the friendly banter from 2 seconds ago completely forgotten.

"A shield from injustice." Jon said and looked first at Joe then at Colby. "The Shield from Injustice." Colby agreed. "Believe in the Shield." Joe added.

I remained quiet, because something was happening here.

"The Shield." Jon tried it again and began to grin. "I like that." The other two nodded. "Sam just gave us a name. How cool is that?" Colby asked excited like a little puppy and pulled me in for a hug. Before I could say something the other two guys hugged me as well and Colby said "GROUP HUG!" and everyone was laughing.

"I just named you, huh? And I will never get credit or anything, because I don't know nothing about all of this." I pointed at the three of them. "No worries, Jon will get the honors, that's almost as if you get them. Call them Jon, call them and tell them we figured us out a name. The Shield from Injustice." Colby said and Jon picked up his phone to talk to the suits at WWE HQ. How cool is that?

"WE need to celebrate this tonight. Will you welcome us once more Joe?" Jon asked when he ended the call and gave a thumps up. "They liked it and will play it through."

"Of course. 7 pm, bring nothing, I dare you." He pointed at me and I raised my hands in surrender, because the first training session after the bbq I brought him and Jessie some cookies, and his little girl a toy as a thanks for the evening.

Dinner at Joe's was again really good. Everything was really nice until after the meal and me and the girls went inside to clean up. I had insisted this time.

"So, you and Jon finally hoked up?" Leighla asked and I shook my head. "No, and stop asking. We are..." "Yeah, yeah, friends. We get it." Jessie finished for me and smiled.

They were really persistent and would not give up on the topic. They liked to tease me as well as the boys teased Jon but it was good-natured teasing and it was okay, I could hold my own against them.

So everything was really well that night until we went back outside and Jon was drowning a shot of something. "To the Shield" he exclaimed. We had been gone for about 20 minutes, maybe 30, talking, putting dishes away, talking some more and now this.

"Oh, oh, the beverage police. Hide the JD quick Colby."

Jon shoved the almost empty bottle towards Colby who grinned stupidly. "We had to celebrate Sam. Jon is fine." He patted Jon's shoulder and Jon gave me a thumps up. He was at least a funny drunk...

"It's not my problem." I said and sat down. "I hope you can drive home." Clearly he couldn't but what he said was "I am not drunk, of course I can drive." I shook my head. Joe had the decency to look guilty. Never ever again was I so disappointed in them as in that moment. They knew about Jon's problem but they were just young man having fun, celebrating a stupid name. That night they were still so young and I felt so old, and boring. Mostly boring.

I was able to hide my anger for another hour and then I grabbed Jon's hand and pulled him out of his chair. "We need to go home." Thankfully he agreed and we walked to the car. The nerve this man had. He really wanted to drive! "Give me the keys!"

He looked me in the eyes and said "Nope. I don't wanna maybe end up in jail tonight because you have no valid drivers license for the USA." "And I don't wanna surely end up in jail when they catch you driving. Keys Jon. Now." "So bossy, I like it." He was a funny drunk, and a touchy drunk because he invaded my personal space and pressed me against the drivers door. "They are in my pocket. Left side. You want them, you get them." I raised an eyebrow. "You challenge me?" "Oh yeah because you are a frigid little..." before he could finish I put my hand in his pocket and grabbed the keys. "Finish that sentence and I knee you in the balls, to hell with your career and what else I might break." He backed up, raised his hands and went to the passenger side, mumbling something I couldn't make out.

Frigid, oh wow. That was the meanest thing he had ever said to me. Stop. He was never that mean to me, period. Guess alcohol makes his tongue loose.

We climbed in the car, he even buckled up and I tried to get his GPS to work. He grabbed it from me and punched the buttons and we finally could go home.

I drove slowly, not a big fan of car drives by night and unfamiliar with the surroundings and the traffic in the USA. I was scared shirtless to be honest.

"Can you go any sloooooower?" Jon asked after some time.

"Sorry I like to get home in one piece. I am not the one who is too drunk to drive." I was getting really angry with him. One more word and I don't know what I would do.

"Stop bitching about it Sam. I know what I am doing. This is one freaking night. I won't fall into old habits because of one fucking night. Really, get that stick out of your ass and leave a man in piece for fucks sake. Maybe you should get a drink every once in a while as well. Would cure you maybe from being so uptight and acting like a frigid little sissy all the time. It is all your fault anyway. A guy can only take so much. You prancing around the past two weeks in front of me. You are lucky I am such a gentleman when all I wanna do is get in your pants and fuck all that frigidness out of you."

I had let him rant, because hey, then man had the skills. But at that I turned the wheel to the side line of the freeway and slammed on the breaks so hard, that both me and Jon slammed into our seat belts and were ricochet back into the seats. Jon was shocked for a second and all of a sudden really sober.

"WHAT THE HELL SAM!" he screamed and he was so pissed. He turned in his seat, opened his seat belt and grabbed my shoulders, hard. "Are you out of your fucking mind? Do you want to kill us?" His eyes were blazing.

"Do you want to disrespect me some more? Do you want to insult me some more? All of a sudden I'm frigid because I don't sleep with you? What about all those times you told me: Sam, it is so relaxing that you don't want to jump my bones. What the hell is up with you Jon? Are you really so insecure in your feelings that you rather push me away than start fucking acting up on them?" I asked quietly not looking at him. I told myself very hard not to cry. And what if me and all the other people were wrong? Wrong about Jon having feelings for me? Then I was about to make a big mistake.

"Because when you want me, come get me." I finished, holding my breath for his reaction.

"You drive me crazy Sam." he mumbled and then he turned my head with enough force so I couldn't resist and kissed me. He was aggressive and pushed his tongue into my mouth and took what he wanted. After what seemed like an eternity he pulled away, breathing heavily. "You better get us home, or I'll take you right here Sam. You are mine tonight, and damn it all to hell the whole friendship thing, because that is not working anymore for me. I want it all, or nothing at all." He was so serious, so beautiful, so full of life in that moment. And guess what I did? I had to slap my hand in front of my mouth because I was giggling so hard. It was the adrenalin, the kiss, all those boxed in feelings, and Jon's last sentence. That send me over the edge.

"You can be glad I am really not insecure because a lesser guy might be put off by this. What did I say?"

I couldn't answer, not for another minute or so. I could however fish for my phone, go to my playlist and look for this one song. O-Towns, All or nothing. I fast forward to the refrain, still shaking with laughter and played it.

Jon's eyes widened. "Fuck me, switch that off!" He couldn't figure out a phone much less the music player if his life depended on it. It took me forever to teach him how to skype. And now he grabbed the phone out of my hand looking for a way to make the song stop. "Sam I swear..." he was getting frustrated.

"Here." I grabbed the phone from him, touching his hand which sent tingles through my body up my spine. I switched it off and was finally breathing normal again.

"You mean that Jon? What you said? You are not making fun of me? And what about us in a week when I have to leave?"

He grabbed my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. "I mean every word and I apologize for my alcohol induced rudeness. I was a dick. I make no fun of you, I want this. I don't know what will happen to us in a week, but we will figure it out. We have 7 days left and I want to make them count. No more circling each other. I want this." He dropped one hand, grabbed mine and placed it in his lap where I could feel the evidence of his words.

"Get us home, Sam."

And I drove, a little bit faster than before, but still really safely. Because what was about to come was something I wanted to experience in tip top shape.

We arrived at his apartment and we made the way to his door in record time. He was almost sobered up by now that's what made the whole thing ok for me. He was here with me with a sharp mind, and no longer intoxicated by alcohol. I wanted him there for this 100%.

He opened the door, shoved us in, and kicked it shut with his foot. Damn the neighbors.

Spinning me around he had me against the door and he kissed me urgently. I moaned which made him all the more aggressive. "Stop Jon, slow down." I pushed a hand on his chest and he stepped a step back. "You are right." He was breathing heavily. "We have to do this right. Bedroom. Now." He grabbed my hand and when we reached his bed he picked me up like I weight nothing and dropped me and the bed. He was over me in a second and his hand roamed over my body. "You have no idea Sam. No idea how much I craved for this connection with you. In here we are already one. " He tipped against his head. "But in here...loose the shirt baby." He tipped my heart and shoved up my t-shirt exposing me for the first time to his eyes. And before I would be loosing my mind as well, Jon clearly had lost it already, I whispered "We will need a condom." And Jon just nodded and grabbed in his nightstand and made me loose my mind as well.