Today a long chapter. But probably none tomorrow, maybe not on Saturday. Got some stuff I have to take care of. Plus I need to watch Shielddown...ehhh Smackdown. :)

Will be back with more soon, had an idea this morning and no more writers block for me. Yay.

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Chapter 24

The next couple of weeks were stressful. Quitting my job was hard especially when I was on the receiving end of a guilt trip they put on me. How could I dare to leave when four women were pregnant and would be gone soon? How could I dare to leave when they just gave me the job I had always wanted?

Jon summed it up. Screw them! But it was hard and I had to work till the end of March before my contract would end. And coming to work to a place where you could feel the dirty looks on you was tiresome.

Finally being able to tell my friends at work about Jon though and the marriage was a relieve and they were genuinely happy for me.

I had everything done on my end, all the necessary papers, I would keep the house for the time being but I had sold most of the stuff and only kept a minimum a necessities there.

Everything I wanted with me in the USA was already on the way there and I just had two suitcases with me.

The last day at work was the day Jon called that the visa was ready. I had to go pick it up at the US consulate in Berlin and was good to go.

Which meant I would be with Jon for WM 30. Wow.

I would fly to New Orleans on Tuesday. Leaving everything behind.

New Orleans was buzzing with pre WM excitement. There were signs everywhere and I saw fans on the streets.

The taxi from the airport took me to the hotel Jon and the guys were staying at.

Jon had left a keycard for me at the reception because he was already at Axxess.

I went up to our room and left him a short text telling him that I am safely at the hotel.

I unpacked my stuff trying to find some space between Jon's stuff. While unpacking I came across some of Jon's gear and what fell into my hands made me smile. WM 30 would be badass.

After unpacking my stuff I decided to lay down for a minute, the jetlag got the better of me.

And I woke up a couple hours later to strong hands which lazily stroked my bare arms.

"Hello fiancée." Jon mumbled into my ear and kissed me there making me shiver in delight. "Hey Mr Good." I greeted him and pulled him closer letting my hands explore the muscles underneath his shirt.

We made out for a long while and sometime in between orgasms I told him:"Call me kinky, but sometime the next couple of days I want to have sex with you while you wear the mask." He stopped kissing my breasts and looked up at me.

"I like your kind of kink Sam. So you found it, huh?" "Yeah and I am fantasizing about it ever since." "I think we can figure something out." Jon promised darkly.

We spent the night at the hotel, eating there and only coming across a handful of fans. Tomorrow I would tag along for Axxess and we would go out later to catch some bands.

Axxess was huge and crazy and the air was humming with energy. I saw a lot of wrestlers and divas who I knew by now and talked to Nattie some.

I met up with Leighla and Jessie and we had a great time strolling around the fans almost unnoticed.

They decided to stay away from the Shield autograph session but I wanted to go take a look, get a feeling.

There were already about 100 fans waiting in line so I went to the side were only a couple of fans were standing.

There was a young woman in wheelchair with a Shield T Shirt waiting to get a glimpse at the guys.

You had to have a ticket for the autograph session and she obviously had none.

"Hey, cool shirt." I commented. Smalltalk was not my thing back then and interacting with people directly instead of over the internet was weird still.

"Thanks. Are you a fan as well?" Wearing a plain red top couldn't out me as being actually engaged to one of them even though the news was public and d-a dot net had a picture of Jon and me up.

"I am actually engaged to the lunatic." I said using a low indoor voice not wanting to draw too much attention to myself but not willing to lie either.

The woman took me in head to toe.

"So you are Sam?" she asked. Granted my hair was longer, lighter blonde, the glasses were gone and I was comfortable wearing makeup which in all made me into a whole different person since first meeting Jon. And it was also a huge step from the picture on d-a dot net which had been taken in December.

"Yes, that's me." "You look different."

Okay, give me a break here, I wanted to be nice here.

Gladly I was spared an answer because music played through the speakers.

Sierra Hotel India Echo Lima Delta Shield

And the guys came up on the stage posing for some pictures first.

Wheelchair woman was as far as she could at the barricade shouting Dean all the time. Was she kidding me? She could have had this much easier.

Jon caught my glance and I nodded to the woman.

He came down signing her poster and posing for a quick picture, signing a couple of more autographs quickly. The fans in the line were not happy but at least the tickets had been free.

Wheelchair girl was looking up at me smugly telling me without saying anything that I could shove my engagement story where the sun didn't shine.

Jon caught the glance somehow as well and before going up to the stage again he walked up to me, kissing me quickly on the lips and leaving his baseball hat and sunglasses with me. Point well made I guess. I shrugged. "Told you."

The guys signed autographs for an hour but halfway through I decided to leave because I could only appear interested in my phone for so long while fans discreetly or not so discreetly took pictures of me.

Two could play the game though and I took a pictures of the waiting fans tweeting it.

New Orleans believes in the Shield #wm30 wwerollins wweromanreigns thedeanambrose

Plus I had an appointment as well. I would meet up with two of the girls who managed d-a dot net.

We met at a vacated press table for the international press and I was a bit excited.

The girls, Pam and Gwen were really nice any fears I might have had were not necessary.

(The whole team of dean-ambrose dot net rocks and is great but I changed the names just in case)

"Nice to meet you Sam. We are really excited that you took the time to meet us." Pam said and I just shrugged. "Sure thing. I love the site, Jon is like I don't care what they do as long as they make me look good."

They grinned because I had down Jon in his best Ambrose demeanor.

"But truth be told. He likes the site. He is really not a huge fan of social media because most of the time stuff that ends up online is just wrong or fake. Like the rumor that Jon and Renee Young are dating. It was interesting watching that from the sideline when he was in fact sitting with me on the couch at that moment. As you know I have been posting stuff on Jon's WWE twitter account every now and then and I don't want to work against you but rather hand in hand. If you have questions or something, direct them at me and I will make sure Jon...or rather Dean answers them."

Pam nodded. "That sounds great and it would be a big help making the site even more exclusive. We can happily live with the fact that the twitter account is active again that is no problem."

"Good. And when we have some exclusive news for the fans, I will tag you and only you."

"That is even better." Gwen said. "But you say always you. So is Jon so totally against the internet that either you post stuff or none at all or is he not able to?"

I grinned. "You have this not from me. He gives a fuck about technical stuff. He learns something new when he needs it. Like his Iphone. He loves facetime but it was a pain in the ass teaching him. We used skype before and he could switch on his laptop, log into skype and that was it. Basic google searches, a bit youtube. End of story. Texting? Not for him until the iphone. He sends pictures now all the time. One time he called me, telling me that we can't skype because the fucking laptop would not boot. I asked him gently if it is plugged in because we had left the night before when he told me that his battery was low. And guess what? No power left."

The girls grinned like crazy. "He lives for wrestling though. He knows every move, every video, every promo. That is his thing. Everyone has their field of expertise, his is wrestling. When I can help him with the internet, with promoting himself, I'll do it."

They wrote all of that down and Pam asked:"You said you were a wrestling fan before meeting Jon Moxley back in 2010. You never heard of him at all?"

"No. I only watched the WWE. I liked Randy Orton back then. I am a fan for well over 20 years, but it was always WWE for me. Not even WCW or ECW. I looked at the Indy promotions with mixed emotions. The matches there are mostly hardcore. I don't like that not to the extent they show it at CZW for example. I hate to see the matches of Jon where he leaves the ring bloodied and beaten. It brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it because in honesty. It was a great part of his life for ten years, it made him what he is today. But a part of him is glad that these super violent matches are over. And some will say that I have to like his hardcore stuff or I can't like the man he is today. Well I don't have to like it. I don't have to see eye to eye with him with everything.

He wants to do another dog collar match? Or barbed wire match? Hell, go for it, I won't stop him but I don't have to like it and I am glad that I can voice my opinion about everything and he listens but in the end he does what he thinks is best."

"That is true what you say. In a relationship you don't have to see eye to eye with everything. It is healthy to have different opinions about some things. But it is for the fans an important fact that you don't hold him back, like some fear now."

"Trust me. Dean Ambrose ultimately does what he wants. No one will tell him what he can or can't do. I am in the lucky position to give him some pointers, some outside opinion and like I said he listens. Sometimes agreeing with me, sometimes he gives a damn and acts extra crazy just because I told him that he shouldn't do it. He on the other hand makes me leave my comfort zone, widens my horizon and brings out the best in me. I do some of the stuff he asks me to do, but when I am totally against something I tell him no, and that's the bottom line."

"Have you told him yes after his proposal right away for example?"

I grinned widely not answering.

"Nope."

Jon had come up behind the girls and put his head between them, quoting himself with his most famous word.

"She made me wait for almost two month. Thank God my ego could take it. A lesser man would have broken down in tears and never recovered. Hello girls."

Jon had met them once or twice before and they shook hands and hugged and he sat down beside me.

"Thanks for the support in the past months and thank you for welcoming my fiancée the way you did." he said.

"Your welcome. The fan opinion in general is great. Fans like Sam because once they know the background, that she was one of them, a fan, not of you but of Randy for example..." Jon growled quietly making them laugh."...well, that she is a fan and that it is her doing that fans get tidbits of your life, and trust me, every little bit is devoured and highly appreciated, that she shares it, that's why they like her. People who know you longer as Jon Moxley and from the Indy times, they value her even more, because certain aspects of your lifestyle haven't gone unnoticed..."

Pam trailed off checking Jon's reaction.

"Booze and drugs...yeah, left that chapter behind some time ago thanks to Sam." He touched his neck a bit uneasy and I grabbed his hand, squeezing it.

"Yes, so these fans know that she has a major role in the change. In the fact that you put your focus on your career and that you work your ass off harder than ever. It is appreciated." She looked at me and I just nodded. It made me uneasy thinking that Jon changed because of me, because what if I left the picture for whatever reason? Would he act out again?

"Well, we appreciate everything Jon and we thank you and Sam for all the exclusives you pass along to us. If we ever can do you a favor or something, just ask."

"Will keep that in mind. Thank you Pam, Gwen." He shook their hands and got up. "I have to run now, have some shit to record don't ask me. Sam you really need to handle my schedule like rigth now rather than later so I know what I step into." He kissed me.

"Can we do one photo Jon?" the girls asked and I did the photo for them and we left.

"They were really nice." I pointed out. "Yes, and they loved you. Whatever your goal was you have them on your side."

We went backstage and I had the chance to meet Colby and Joe briefly.

"What will you do?" Jon asked and I shrugged.

"I really want to see NXT and Tyler Breeze:" I said and his look darkened. "You have to be kidding me." "No, I kinda like the guy. The tumblr girls pointed him out and he is interesting. You are not jealous, are you?"

"Pfft. Not about a rookie whose ass I can kick in my sleep! Have fun." A brief kiss and he was gone and I left the backstage area to go to the NXT ring where Tyler would have a match.

The rookie was good and it was the first time I ever saw a match of him.

The fans were not sure if they should like this show off or not.

It was towards the end of the match that I noticed some commotion and Jon was suddenly sitting beside me. The few fans who noticed him took pictures and I eyed him. Bubble gum chewing, hair on his forehead, slightly wet, crazy eyes. Not good. That was Dean sitting there. "Hey babe." he exclaimed watching Tyler Breeze win his match.

And Tyler noticed the attention was in the audience, cameras were pointing to someone else and not at him.

"Look, look who it is. A hound." Tyler had a microphone and was addressing Jon...Dean. Damn, confusing as fuck.

"You are stealing my spotlight Ambrose. These cameras should only take pictures of me. No one is interested in a rabid street dog."

Dean was looking left and right, not really believing the guts the rookie showed.

He pointed at himself, surprised to being addressed.

He got up and walked slowly to the ring, climbing in in his jeans and Shield T-Shirt.

"Are you talking to me boy toy? Were you just calling me a street dog? Gosh I am blushing here, pretty face, keep that endearments to yourself when we are in public."

Tyler was like WTF? Raising his arms looking around.

"When the Shield is in the house boy, this is our ring, The attention is on US. A rookie like you should be glad to breathe the same air. These cameras are MINE when I am in this ring." He was doing the whole lunatic fringe thing. Crazy eyes, rolling his neck, twitching his shoulders.

"No way. I am the king of selfies. The lens loves ME not some deranged lunatic or some rabid dogs!"

Tyler was furious and Dean looked around, hearing the people booo the rookie.

Dean dropped his mic, having a few choice words for Tyler, before he kicked him in the gut and performed a dirty deeds on him.

He got up, still trash talking and kicking Tyler, grabbed Tyler's phone and took a picture of the beaten boy wonder. Loud enough for everyone to hear he said: Hope you like that picture of yourself because this is how you will end up every time you try to steal my spotlight.

And then the Shield music started to play and Dean got up in a corner, celebrating and looking at me dirty. "Boy wonder got his ass kicked." he mouthed of to me and grinned sinister.

That little shit, he was really jealous. How could he make this interlude happen so fast?

He went backstage and I followed him.

"You asshole, the poor boy." I told him once he waited for me backstage.

"He got it coming." he just said, trying to wind down.

"How could you pull that of so quickly?" "Tyler was totally into it, got him some street cred facing off the lunatic fringe. Ah, there he is. Good promo kid."

Jon shook Tyler's hand and I simply had to say:"I am so sorry Tyler. It is my fault. He got jealous because I wanted to see you!" in all honesty but the crazy kid just laughed. "I loved it. It was great. Hi, I'm Tyler, nice to meet you Sam, it is, right?" "Yes, hi. Nice to meet you, too. You were great out there. Lot's of potential." "Thank you. And thank you Jon, I appreciated it."

And he walked away.

"And WWE was cool with that?" "Yeah, we had like 5 minutes to set it up but they gave us the go. You liked it?" I stepped into his embrace and whispered in his ear:"The mask and Dean. I want both." I looked him in the eyes. I only ever had Jon in bed. Dean was this crazy in ring guy, different than my Jon. But today...I wanted Dean for a one night stand. "For a one night stand." I finished and kissed him.

"You make me crazy Sam. Now I wish like hell that this Axxess things gets over with quickly." He pressed his hips against mine, letting me feel just how badly he wanted to be back at the hotel.

"Tonight." I promised him and let go.