Chapter 16

It would take 6 month for Jon and me to see each other again. It were 6 busy month for Jon. He won the US Championship after he returned to the States in May at Extreme Rules. Joe and Colby won the Tag Team Titles and the Shield gained respect among the fans and in the WWE. They were huge by the time Jon and me had the opportunity to hold each other again.

Having only the internet and the telephone to stay in touch was hard but it was something we were used to. What was new was the craving for the others touch, the need to connect not only on a emotional level but also on a physical level.

We got really creative trying to sate that need but 6 month can be long for a relatively new love. And Jon had opportunities with woman like every night. But he had promised me one thing, being faithful. And I believed him. Plus: And at the end of the day I was the one he called to fall asleep to my voice.

Shortly before Jon and the WWE came back to Europe I was presented with a long lasting job opportunity at my office. My best friend there was pregnant and I was announced her successor. It was a promotion and it was something I had wanted to do for a long time. But it also meant an inner turmoil for me, because lately Jon kept nagging me about moving to the USA. But here my fear for change cut in and I would not dare to make that step.

One thing that had changed in the last six month though was my appearance. I wore my hair longer, I wore makeup and contacts and lost a couple of pounds. I was not chubby before but now I felt good and was still not skinny but I liked myself. Even cloth-wise I had changed and Jon said I was a looker and he would beat everybody to a bloody pulp who looked at me for longer than 3 seconds. My confidence had grown as well thanks to Jon. One thing that hadn't changed was the fact that we kept the relationship a secret. Being an ocean apart didn't allow me to do his social media stuff either so his twitter account was dormant again as well.

Due to work I was not able to make it to the two German shows but after the last show on German ground on Friday I would meet up with Jon and we would fly to England. They had a houseshow there on Saturday, a day off on Sunday and were doing tapings in London for RAW and Smackdown on Monday and Tuesday. They would fly back to the States at Wednesday. That meant I had Jon for 4 days and five nights.

I arrived in Hamburg around 8 pm that night. The show was still on and I went to the backstage entrance showing them my backstage pass and was allowed to go in. It was still very intimidating and I passed some wrestlers who gave me certain looks. Like I was some groupie or something. At least someone who didn't belong there who was just another fan.

And I knew no one except Randy and Bryan and that was just a quick hello 6 month ago. So I walked further through the catacombs searching for my hounds. I lucked out but they were on their way to their entrance from the crowd.

"Jon?" I called out. Dean might have been more effective since he was already in his zone. And he was listening to his music

But Colby had heard me and stopped. "SAM!" "COLBY!" we ran at each other and it felt wrong for a second to hug my friend first. But by the time we parted Joe and Jon had noticed his absence and turned around, Jon was immediately smiling. "Breaking character." I teased and hugged him.

"Tag along and enter after us, no one will pay you any mind when you watch the match from the stairs." he said and was ushered forward by the backstage helper. I could see he had to bite his tongue.

"Sorry, busy." he apologized to me.

"It's fine, don't worry." I said from behind him.

Before we left the backstage area he put his phone and ear buds in my hand and said:"You look hot Sam." which made me smile like a dork in turn and I followed them outside. Not many people were milling outside the arena but everyone who noticed the hounds had some choice words, either good or bad. The guys were already in the zone, getting ready. Joe had only nodded at me, he was the one deepest in concentration already.

I was a couple steps behind them, and was even pushed once by two eager male fans who wanted to get a picture of the waiting Shield.

Jon saw it while stretching but I shook my head. "Watch the lady, pals!" Joe said which I hadn't expected but that is Joe for you. Quiet but there when it counts.

It were only a couple more minutes and the Hounds wet their hair again passing a water bottle around which ended up with me after it was Jon's turn. Kinda cute except for the dirty looks from the other fans.

Once their music hit they were though the door and I followed them, allowing the other fans to go first.

I found a nice space where some people already stood and just squeezed in there and enjoyed the match. The good guys won because Dean decided it was a good idea to hit Cena with his US title. Yes I say Dean now because that's what he was out there. He had embraced the character it fitted him so well and he had added depth to him as well. He was building something that could last for years here.

After the match I went searching for the backstage entrance again which took some time so it was a good twenty minutes after the match before I was back backstage and again I had to search for my men.

"You Samantha?" a backstage helper asked me and I nodded. "Good. Follow me, Dean wants you to wait in catering." I followed the man and he left me at the catering room where still some talents were gathered eating or drinking something.

I had still my Shield water bottle and took a sip to pass the time.

"Hallo, du bist Sam, oder?" (Hello, you are Sam, right?) I heard a voice suddenly talking to me in German. I looked up at Cesaro, or Claudio which was his real name. I was more comfortable with Cesaro, though.

"Yes, hi. Nice to meet you." "Pleasure is all mine. Your boys are getting dressed and sent me out to look for you. Were you able to catch the show?" "No, I was too late and just watched the last match. I had like 10 seconds to say hello to Jon and the others."

"Well you will have more time the next couple of days. Even when you steal my roommate."

Yeah, Jon had mentioned that he bunked with Cesaro and they were close, even car pooled at the US events.

"I am deeply sorry, I hope you share well?" "Of course, especially if it is a fellow German Speaking Girl. Ah, there are the Hounds." He got up to make room for the Shield.

Jon was first, followed by Colby and Joe. He hugged me tightly and kissed me which got us some cat calls. When he stepped away he said to Cesaro:"Wait for it...wait for it..."

"SAM!" "COLBY!" and for the second time tonight we did our routine and hugged each other, and I was spun around extra long. When he let me down I was dizzy and was glad that Joe caught me into a fierce embrace. "Can't breathe..." I caughed and he let me go laughing.

"Good to see you babygirl. Jon wouldn't shut up about England the past 2 weeks. He was really annoying."

"I am sorry you had to suffer his moods."

"Oh, the mood was good, just the constant ramble, don't get me wrong, but there was no shutting him up." "I will..." I smirked and Roman grinned. "Good to have you back with us." he said and left to pick up some food for the drive.

"You haven't talked to me, Sammyyyy." Colby complained. "Maybe because we talked last night when you highjacked our skype chat?" I nodded towards Jon.

"Argh. All you ever "talk" about..." he indicated little quotes with his fingers. "is telephone sex. Or is it called skype sex?"

I slapped him with my flat hand playfully across his chest and two or three guys, including Cesaro whoooo'd.

"Is she that aggressive with you as well?" Colby asked, gingerly rubbing his chest.

"A gentleman keeps his mouth shut." Jon had been quiet, giving me time to catch up with his and my friends but now he grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, hugging me from behind and resting his chin on my head.

"We need to leave now. The bus will get us to the airport." he whispered in my ear. "You have your stuff?" "Yes, right there." I pointed to my suitcase.

We went to the bus. It was kinda cool to go with all the superstars on a bus, but it also meant that all the eyes were on you, and these guys and divas were all gossips.

We were among the last ones to board and Jon stopped in the front, grabbing the microphone on the bus. "Is that thing on?" He tapped it a couple of times. Of course it was on, but it got him the attention he wanted.

"Hi. I need just a minute of your time. You know I don't bring my private life up often, but the next 4 days my girlfriend Samantha will be with me, she will ride the bus tonight with us. I would appreciate it if you could be nice to her and if you could keep your mouth shut about us. Thanks."

I had waited behind him and was saying "Hi." and waved once. Jon found a seat and got in at the window and I slipped in beside him. Colby was on the other side of the aisle.

"How is Leighla doing?" I asked him about his girlfriend. Jon was quiet again, needing time to calm down after the match but also giving me the possibility to talk to Colby. Plus, he was a private person after all and he didn't want to advertise our relationship too much in front of his colleagues. But he grabbed my hand and let it rest on his lap while I continued to talk to Colby.

The drive to the airport was short and Jon used the last few minutes to talk to me.

"Fans will swarm us in there till after the security check. I don't know how you want to do this."

"I will check in myself and wait for you at the waiting area. I will be fine." I ensured him because he didn't look happy. "I know you will, but I don't want to let this hand go." He looked at our entwined hands. "Later." I only whispered and kissed him on the cheek.

We arrived at the airport and I was the first to leave and grabbed my suitcase, and went to find the check in gate.

Once I got my ticket the superstars were already behind me and were plagued by fans.

I got through the security check and waited for the boys.

But instead of them Natalya Neidhart sat down beside me.

"Hi, I'm Nattie." "Hi, I'm Sam." I kinda didn't like her and that feeling didn't change after our introductions.

"I didn't know Dean had a girlfriend. They way he messes with the girls at the clubs and bars we go to..." Ah, see, I knew I didn't like her. She was here to make trouble.

"You refer to the brunette in Chicago and the little redhead in where was it? Iowa?" I asked. Her eyes widened. "I know about them Natty, you are wasting your time. And nothing happened."

Her eyes darkened. "If that is what you think...You are just his European mistress darling. I just try to save you the tears."

"You just want to cause trouble. And I don't appreciate it. Move or I will move you forcefully." Jon was over Nattie looking not amused. Nattie wanted to mouth off to him as well but Colby and Joe arrived behind Jon and even when they didn't know what the fuss was about they backed him and TJ did the smart move to grab Natties hand and got her out of there, not even trying to confront the Shield.

"Thanks." Jon mumbled, obviously addressing his friends who just nodded and went to sit down close to us, but giving us room as well. It was great to see how in sync the three were. They would ask questions later, but when Jon needed backup they were there.

"We went out with some guys both nights. Nattie was there both nights. Stupid gossip. Stupid troublemaker." Jon explained quietly, not looking me in the eyes.

"It's okay. Thanks to your honesty I was able to handle it. Never change that."

He looked at me now. "I won't . We are exclusive Sam and I am a man of my word. I told you the last thing I would do to you is cheating. Those two girls in the club..I flirted...I danced but I went to the hotel alone calling you and falling asleep to your voice. Nattie makes stuff up."

He kissed the side of my head. "Even flirting with them was shitty, and I know that must have been hard for you."

"Cut it, you ruin the mood here Jon." I smiled and leaned into him.

"Nattie did. Stupid..." He bit his tongue and I laughed softly still leaning into him and I felt him laughing as well. "Maybe the Shield needs to mess up her little TJ a bit. When she has to pick up his pieces, she has no time to butt into other peoples business."

We could board a little while later and found our seats. The plane was relatively quiet since it was a late night flight, and most passengers were a bit sleepy, especially the wrestlers who had a show in their bones. I had the great pleasure to sit between Colby and Jon but even those two were tired and we didn't talk much. I even closed my eyes for a moment, finding myself on Colby's shoulder a couple minutes later. Jon, who sat at the window had turned my way and saw my surprised look.

"I swear, a lesser man would be really jealous." he whispered.

"Thank God your ego is as big as a watermelon then."

"That's good, I have to keep that one in mind." he grinned. He looked extremely tired though. I guess it was sheer will that kept his eyes open and on me. Or maybe, just maybe it was love.

"Close your eyes for a moment Jon. Get some rest. You still have to be up and about for at least 3 more hours." I whispered, not wanting to wake the dozing Colby.

"I am fine." Jon replied stubbornly. He pulled me to him, so my head ended up on his shoulder and then he sighed. "That's better Sam. This is so much better." and I felt him relax a bit, probably now closing his eyes.

The flight was short and we were lucky enough to get our luggage quickly. So me and Jon were among the first ones to get on the waiting bus, choosing a seat in the back where we cuddled again. Joe and Colby choose again to sit beside us, and they both looked so sleepy and they were unusually quiet.

About another hour later we arrived in London at the hotel and I was surprised to find fans waiting in front of it at 2 am. "Those guys are crazy." Jon mumbled and pulled his beanie deep in his face. It was cold and he wanted to get off the bus into the hotel quickly. I pulled up my hoodie and we were not bothered and 20 minutes later we were finally in our hotel room.

"Finally." Jon said and fell on the bed. I stood above him smiling. I simply couldn't resist and threw myself above him pinning him to the bed counting "One...Two..." but before three he grabbed me and twisted us around pinning me to the bed. I was laughing by now when he started his count. "One..." He kissed my forehead. "Two..." He kissed my nose. "Three..." he kissed my mouth and I gladly lost this match.