I had a day off today, we have a national holiday in Germany, Labor Day, lol, and got some writing done last night and today as well. As a treat for you, today will come two chapters online as a thank you for all the lovely reviews. Enjoy!

Chapter 15

When it was time to get ready for the guys I said my goodbyes to them, kissed Jon and was escorted out of the backstage area to get to my seat. Of course the seat right next to mine was empty because Elle was at home.

Arriving at my seat right next to the staircase where the guys would enter I saw that I had ended up in a fan girl section. The 4 girls next to me were talking about Randy, Dolph and Co. and even Colby and Joe were mentioned. I had discreetly put my backstage pass under my shirt, the girls were all in fan attire.

I had time to spare and wanted to take out my phone to pass the time only to find out that I had still Jon's phone with me. He wouldn't miss it and he had told me to tweet a picture right?

But what to write? What to say after his account had been dormant for over 15 month?

At least he had his email account on his phone and I was able to get a new password for his twitter account. Finally able to log in I choose the picture of the guys with their backs to the camera and wrote a short note: The Hounds of Justice bring justice to Germany. BELIEVE THAT and I sent that.

It didn't take long for the fan girl nearest to me to squeak.

"OMG. Dean posted on Twitter. Look that's the arena!" "Its probably fake" added another and the third one said "Dean doesn't do social media."

I smiled to myself. He would now, or I would for him.

A phone rang nearby, and rang and rang. "Don't you want to answer your phone?" one of the girls asked me and I realized it was Jon's phone. Oops.

I looked at the display seeing Colby's name and answered.

"You have something of mine..." Jon drawled. "Ja." I simply said. "Already starting your job I see. Colby showed me and said that it is amazing that the picture was retweeted 78 times in under 5 minutes."

"Ummm..." Could I talk English here safely? Would the fan girls suspect something? Should I just text Jon? Oh what the hell.

"I'll give you back your stuff later okay? The show is about to start soon so I have to end this."

I heard Jon laugh softly. "Too scared to just say bye Dean into the phone?" he teased.

"Nope" I said and hung up laughing. The fan girls throwing dirty looks my way. "That phrase belongs to Dean Ambrose" they said.

"Whom?" I asked playing dumb which made them all the more mad. "Why are you here when you don't know Dean Ambrose?"

"My boyfriend invited me and stood me up." I pointed to the empty seat next to me.

Thankfully the conversation was cut short because the lights went out and the arena went crazy.

There was a little warm up match but the next match was started with the words

Sierra Hotel India Echo Lima Delta...Shield.

People started to boo, the Shield were heels after all. But the fan girls went crazy and were standing right behind me there eyes fixed on the entrance. They couldn't be sure that the boys were coming down this way but they were lucky and started to scream once Dean stepped through the doors followed by Seth and Roman.

Fuck when had I started to think about them with their Ring names? Must be the crazy fan girls screaming in my ear. Jon started down the steps at a brisk pace only to stop right in front of me to wait for his boys. He looked at me, arrogant and in character and stepped aside, away from the reaching hands of the girls.

He looked me into the eyes a hint of a smile on his lips and then Colby and Joe had caught up and were pushing him further down the steps.

The Shield entered the ring in their usual fashion and waited for their opponents 3MB.

The match was good but a bit short and ended in a triple power bomb for Jinder Mahal. Hmm, considering the shortness of the match and the recent feud with Randy Orton on TV and the fact that they as a heel team won I was hoping for more action from them. I didn't ask Jon about outcomings and to this day I rarely would.

The Shield fans got their wish because as expected the guys interrupted Randys match, so he won by dq. And Jon even had to suffer an RKO.

Damn, not an outcome of my liking but a fan pleaser.

Slowly the arena emptied and I made my way back to the backstage entrance where security would let me pass. I waited in the hallway for one of the guys to show up, being passed by countless divas and talents.

Seth was the first out of the locker room and he came over giving me a hug smelling really good after his shower.

"So it worked out between you two, huh? I am glad Sam, and I will personally kick you in the ass when you throw a perfect thing away for the second time, you hear me?"

"Loud and clear Sass..." I grinned lisping his stage name and that got me another hug.

"Good Sammy, because he needs you, and you need him. You might not see it yet, but you are good for each other. You bring out the best in the other."

Really, I couldn't see that at all but Colby would not lie to me so I nodded.

"Hey baby girl, did you enjoy the show?" Joe had walked up to us and hugging me briefly. "You were with some crazy fans there." he pointed out. "They were. They really had a thing for you Joe and they were hyped about Jon's tweet."

"I don't tweet." He was standing behind me all of a sudden. "Got my people for that now. Phone?"

He extended his hand. "Pushy much?" I put his phone in his hand and was a bit pissed. He had told me to tweet for him, had he been joking?

"Nope. Just edgy when someone has my phone." he replied but must have caught my glance and added: "I know I told you to tweet for me but it still freaks me out and I am afraid that something comes online that has no business being online."

"I wouldn't do that Jon. When you are uneasy with the whole social media thing let it be. Otherwise it is a nice way to connect with the fans and most of them really appreciate it. I gladly help you posting stuff, that's my thing after all."

"The helping part or the internet part?" Colby asked playfully and I stuck my tongue out. "The internet part. I am not a nice person."

We talked some more and then it was time for the boys to leave. Jon and me got in the rental and drove back to my place, savoring the remaining hours together as best as we could.

Really early the next morning we had to get up so Jon could drive to the airport. It was a bittersweet goodbye and it lasted almost 10 minutes where I would just hug him listening to his heartbeat and he was really quiet as well, taking in the moment.