Chapter 13:
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"Truth or dare?"
"Steph, for the millionth time, we're in a car and it's just the two of us," Allie huffed annoyed from the driver's seat. "How in the hell do you expect us to play truth or dare?"
"Allie, for the millionth time," Steph said in a mocking voice, "it wouldn't be just the two of us if we had gone with the boys when they asked, but nooooooo, you didn't want to inconvenience them. So here we are and you're going to amuse me, whether you like it or not. Now, shut up and pick one."
"How can I pick one if I shut up?" Allie smirked, attempting to push Steph's buttons. "That's a big contradiction."
"Were you always this annoying when we traveled together?" Steph shot her a glare.
"Were you always this bitchy when we traveled together?" Allie shot back.
"What do you expect?" Steph snipped, with a pout. "You ruined my chance to cuddle against Joe in the car for 6 hours. You're interfering in my seduction of the god known as Roman Reigns."
"I said I was sorry," Allie argued. "I didn't mean to interfere in your hoe games."
"Hoe games?!" Steph exclaimed in mock anger. "You straight up cock blocked me!"
"Is it considered cock blocking when the blockee is female?" Allie asked pretending to be in deep thought.
"Pussy blocking then," Steph said trying to hold back her amusement.
"No," Allie said shaking her, "that doesn't sound right either."
"You are such a pain in the ass," Steph exclaimed. "We're getting off track here." She pointed a finger in Allie's direction, "If you would just grow a set and fuck Jon, this wouldn't be an issue and I'd have my hands all over some Samoan skin in the backseat of their rental van right now."
"Oh my god!" Allie looked at her with disbelief. "Really? Just because I don't want to be a 'hit it and quit it', you're going to chastise me?"
"No one said that's what it would be," Steph argued.
"Jon did," Allie said with a finality in her voice as if that should explain everything.
"When?" Steph looked at her in shock.
Allie huffed, "I told you this already. Jon said that he didn't like to be tied down. He liked to keep his options open. He doesn't do relationships, Steph." Steph sighed heavily, she had forgotten about that. She rubbed her forehead, thinking of what to say. "Well..."
Steph stopped and looked at Allie, she had a look that Steph recognized as a look of just remembering something. "Well, what?"
"Well, when I was in Cincinnati with Sami and the boys," Allie began. "I was in the car with Jon and Colbs. This was after the mall situation with Trina and the guys kinda started bickering about Jon's lifestyle choice."
"I like Colby more and more every second," Steph smiled at her. "So what happened?"
"Jon told him that Colby knew he had a type and wouldn't settle for anything less. Colby told Jon he was being unrealistic and waiting on a fantasy that would never happen. The chances of him finding this chick were slim to none and if he did find her, what would happen if she wasn't what he dreamed up?" Allie relayed the story to Steph.
"So, who ever this is, is a real life person?" Steph said, her curiosity peaking at the mystery. "Jon's, in a way, saving himself for this chick that probably doesn't even know he exists. Maybe some celebrity?"
"Sounds like it," Allie shrugged, "but it also sounds like she may have dropped off the scene or something. Or maybe he met her a long time ago and hasn't been able to find her since."
"Wow, that's kinda like a real life chick flick," Steph said in a surprised tone. "I wonder who it is."
"I don't know," Allie sighed, "but now do you see why I can't risk this? I can't compete with a ghost."
"You really like him, don't you?" Steph looked at her with sympathy.
"I guess," Allie shrugged. "I don't know. I just keep getting these weird feelings about him. Stuff I haven't felt in a long time. I can't seem to make them stop and I feel like I keep getting mixed signals from him, which isn't helping to sort out my feelings."
Steph nodded, with an understanding smile. Then suddenly an evil smirk crossed her face, "Truth or dare?"
"Oh for the love of God!" Allie exclaimed, laughing. Rolling her eyes, she relented, "Fine, dare." Figuring it would be pretty mild, since they were currently in the car and didn't have a lot of options for dares and Allie was the driver."
Steph's eyes lit up and she smiled evilly. "Ok, the next time you see Jon, you have to march right up to him and kiss him breathless. Then just walk away like nothing happened."
"What?!" Allie glanced at her, giving her a look like she had just slapped her. "Steph, no!"
"A dare's a dare, Chica," Steph said simply.
"Why?!"
"To show him what he's missing."
"I don't like playing games," Allie sighed.
"It'll be fun."
"You're ridiculous." Allie huffed.
The girls spent the next couple hours blasting music and belting out songs as loud as they possibly could. They had missed traveling together. The trip brought back so many road memories for them that they reminisced about funny stories from what seemed like forever ago.
A couple hours later, the girls pulled up to the arena and exited the car, grabbing their bags. Steph seemed to have a sudden burst of energy and began bouncing around Allie, making her laugh.
"Dude! You know what we should do?" Steph asked, jumping in front of her, stopping her from walking any farther.
"Besides get you some Ritalin?" Allie laughed, making Steph scoff.
"No, we should spar!" Steph exclaimed. "I haven't gotten in the ring with you in forever!"
"You aren't contracted right now. Vince would have a bird if I injured you, tossing you around the ring," Allie smiled, shaking her head.
"Didn't I tell you?" Steph stopped suddenly.
"Tell me what?" Allie looked at her confused.
"I swear I told you," Steph said scratching her head.
"What?!"
Steph smiled at her, "When I called Steph about coming to visit, she told me I wasn't allowed."
"Ok, so they don't know you're here?" Allie asked, still confused.
"Oh, no. They know I'm here," Steph beamed.
"Well, then-?" Allie stopped as it hit her, she jumped around excitedly. "You resigned?!"
"Yep!" Steph laughed as Allie hugged her excitedly. "You're stuck with me for the next two years."
"What made you resign?" Allie gushed out.
"I only left in the first place out of protest, because of everything that happened to you," Steph said, wrapping an arm around Allie's shoulder, "but you're back now."
Allie smiled as the two walked into arena, searching for The Shield's locker room. As they approached the door, they heard loud voices coming from inside. Allie moved to charge into the room, but was stopped by Steph, who pointed to her own ear, motioning for her to listen.
"Colby, would you just let it go?" Jon's voice sounded from inside the room. Allie and Steph looked at each other with confusion, not understanding what the boys would be fighting about.
"I just don't understand, Jon," Colby exclaimed, confusion lacing his voice. "You finally found her and you're not going to act on it? This is what you've been waiting for!"
"I don't know what I'm going to do," Jon snipped back. "I never thought I'd actually ever find her. You always dream of these things, but never expect them to actually happen."
Allie looked at Steph and felt all the happiness deflate out of her. She felt like someone had kicked her in the gut. No matter how much she tried to deny it, she knew her feelings for Jon ran deep and it hurt to hear the conversation. Steph rubbed her shoulder gently and gave her a sympathetic look.
"You're an idiot if you don't at least try," Colby scoffed, in disbelief.
"Look just drop it for now, ok? The girls will be here soon and I don't need them overhearing us," Jon said, trying to end the conversation. "My personal business is my own."
"But-," Colby tried to argue, but was quickly cut off.
"Let it go, Colbs," Joe's voice sounded for the first time. "He's right. This isn't the best place for this discussion, but for the record Jon. I agree with Colby."
The girls waited outside the locker room for a few moments to allow Allie to compose herself. "I can't go through with the dare right now," she whispered to Steph. Steph nodded in understanding, continuing to try and comfort her friend. She knew, even if Allie wouldn't admit it, that she had feelings for Jon and knew that this news had to be hurting her.
After making sure Allie had herself together, Steph knocked on the door to alert the boys to their presence. After getting the all clear, they walked into the room. "Ladies!" Colby exclaimed, spreading his arms and accepting the hug Allie offered, after giving him a small smile and pressing a light kiss to his cheek. Allie then moved over to Joe who was sitting on the couch and leaned down to plant a light kiss on his cheek as well.
Joe could see a flash of pain in her eyes when she pulled back, grabbing her hands gently and giving her a concerned, questioning look. Allie gave him a ghost of a smile, shaking her head, silently telling him that it was nothing. He didn't look convinced and she knew he would press her for information the moment he had a chance.
Allie was glad when Steph made her way over to Joe and began chatting with him. His attention immediately shifted and Allie couldn't help but to give a small smile at her two friends who were so visibly attracted to each other.
Moving across the room to set her bags down by the lockers, she was immediately approached by Jon. He stepped up beside her, as she began to dig through her duffel, pulling out comfy clothes to spar in. "Hey," Jon smiled at her.
Allie glanced up at him and gave him a small hesitant smile. "Hey," she forced out, trying and failing to hide the pain in her eyes at being face to face with him.
"Do I get a kiss too?" He asked teasingly, trying to make her smile brighten, concerned that she seemed to be upset about something. Allie swallowed harshly, before leaning forward and placing a light kiss to his cheek, then quickly pulling away and returning to her task. Jon's concerned only deepened with that. "You seem upset. Are you ok?"
"Mmhmm," she responded, not looking up to meet his gaze.
Then a thought struck him, "Did you run into Cena or Orton?"
Allie merely shook her head, glancing up at him. Seeing that he wouldn't accept that as an answer, she sighed heavily, before speaking. "I'm fine, Jon. It was just a long drive and I'm kinda tired and grumpy," she lied, but seemed to convince him of it, as he simply nodded his head.
"Alright, wench!" Steph yelled over to her from across the room, making Allie's attention snap to her. "Get your ass in gear. We have an appointment in the ring so I can whoop your ass." Steph was also digging through her bag, pulling out sparring attire.
Allie smirked at her, "Dream on, bitch." Grabbing her boots from her bag, she felt something hit her in the back of the head, before it hit the floor. Looking down Allie saw a pair of socks, laying by her feet. She looked up to Steph, giving her a 'really?' look.
"Yea, that's right," Steph baited, before adding, "Slut." Allie folded her arms across her chest, still smirking.
"Streetwalker."
"Harlot."
"Nympho."
"Tramp."
"Call girl."
"Whore."
"Diva." Steph gasped loudly in offense, giving Allie a hurt look. Allie smirked, proudly.
"I can't believe you went there," Steph whined, stomping her foot. "You promised never to go there."
"And you promised to never act like one," Allie said, pointing at her. "Looks like we both lied."
"Bitch."
"You really wanna start this again," Allie laughed, while Steph huffed and grabbed her clothes, then marched towards the bathroom to change.
"I'll see your ass in the ring," Steph pointed at her before disappearing into the bathroom. The guys and Allie chuckled once she was out of site: Allie continued to get her things together, then walked into the bathroom to change.
Steph met her inside the door, offering a hug. "You ok?"
Allie smiled, when they pulled back, "Yea. Thanks for the distraction."
"Welcome." With that the two woman got changed into their sparring clothes, before heading back out to the main locker room area. The boys were all still there waiting on them. They had also changed into sparring clothes and stood up to greet the girls when they reemerged.
"Mind if we tag along?" Joe asked with a smile. "It's not everyday you get to watch you two go at it in the ring."
Both girls laughed, before Steph responded, "Oh, it's a site to behold."
"Try not to bust my nose this time, k?" Allie laughed, pushing her.
"No, promises," Steph answered, he hands up in defense. "But there is a stipulation..."
Ten minutes later, Steph laughed watching Allie stand across the ring from her with her arms folded across her chest, with a scowl. They were joined by a bunch of superstars, divas, and staff, who were scattered around the outside of the ring and in the front row. The Shield stood ringside, beating on the mat and egging them on, waiting for the sparring to start.
"I'm glad you think this is so funny," Allie rolled her eyes, as Steph laughed harder. Steph started taking deep breaths to try and calm the hysterics.
"Oh, come on," she gasped out, "You know it's a little funny." Most of the veterans around the ring laughed along with her, enjoying the bickering. The newer blood stared on confused about the situation in the ring.
"I just want you to know," Allie glared at her, "I blame you for this."
"Hey," Steph waved her hands at Allie, "A dare's a dare, Boots. Suck it up and deal.
"This wasn't the dare," Allie hissed through clenched teeth, so only Steph could hear.
"Wanna go back to the original?" Steph smirked at her, glancing in the direction of The Shield, who were looking between them excitedly. Allie froze before shaking her head rapidly, "Then deal."
Allie growled in frustration, before turning towards her corner, while Steph walked to hers. They turned to look at each other, Steph looking at Allie expectantly. Allie huffed, then reached down to grab the hem of her shirt, before pulling it off and tossing it outside the ring. Her athletic shorts followed suit, leaving her in a black sports bra and a pair of black boy shorts.
Allie blushed slightly at hearing the hoots and hollers from the men around the ring, and sending Steph a glare. Steph just grinned at her, "You called me a diva." Allie folded her arms again, rolling her eyes, as Steph continued, "Now, you look like one."
Allie huffed, before shrugging, "Doesn't matter. I'll still whoop your ass."
Steph chuckled, placing her hands on the top rope on either side of her, and leaned forward, "Bring it."
With that the two girls charged each other and locked up, earning a roar from the crowd around them. Allie overpowered Steph quickly, pushing her back into the turnbuckle, but Steph being the quicker of the two, maneuvered out of the way and slapped the back of Allie's head, once behind her. The crowd around the ring laughed at the antics, as Allie turned to face her with a look of disapproval on her face. Steph charged her, but was quickly caught by Allie and dropped forcefully to the mat with a spine buster. When Steph rolled to her side, Allie slapped the back of her head, returning the favor.
When both girls returned to their feet, Allie gave Steph a smirk, "We gonna play games or we gonna spar?"
"As her majesty commands," Steph said with a fake British accent and an over the top curtsy, making everyone laugh again.
Steph then charged at Allie again, trying to catch her off guard. Allie quickly grabbed her waist and using Steph's own momentum, launched her into the air, letting her free fall back to the mat. Steph squealed and flailed until she hit the mat with a loud smack. "Oww," she groaned, rolling onto her back, clutching her midsection. "Alright, time to be serious," making Allie chuckle, as Steph climbed back to her feet.
After their brief goofing around, the girls began to spar, for real this time. The crowd around them cheered as they watched the two women take bumps and perform moves that few people could pull off. Both were amazing aerialists, but the trait reflected more from Steph, as Allie was more a grappler and brawler.
Allie had Steph set up for a DDT, but before she could perform the move, she felt two large arms grab her and lift her up in the air, pulling a shriek of surprise from her. Once she was placed back on the mat, she spun around and met the smiling face of Joe.
"Whoa!" she exclaimed, waving her arms around, "Ring the bell, outside interference!"
"Nope, it's no DQ!" She heard Steph from behind her, then lifted Allie into a reverse suplex backbreaker.
"Traitor!" Allie yelled at Joe from the mat. She suddenly saw a blur fly by her and kick Joe in the chest, sending him flying back into the ropes. Eyes focusing, she saw the blur was Jon and he appeared to be in full on Ambrose mode. He was jumping on and clubbing Joe repeatedly, while Allie could hear Joe laughing. Suddenly he was tossing Jon into the air, similarly to the way Allie had tossed Steph, only Jon was pushed up and backwards.
Once Allie and Jon were both back to their feet, they squared up to Steph and Joe. Jon began doing his typical Dean Ambrose jaw-jacking at Joe, while Joe entered Roman Reigns mode. He pulled his hair out of the band that was holding it back, while jaw-jacking back at Jon.
Steph and Allie just eyed each other, grabbing a hold of their respective partners arms and dragging them to their neutral corners. Colby slid into the ring, apparently taking on the role of referee. The two teams were amped up to be getting into the ring with each other, while putting on a show for the roster was an added bonus.
Allie and Jon had begun to talk strategy until a few minutes in, Allie realized Jon's attention had been deterred, as his eyes we're glued below her neck. Allie had forgotten the state of dress she was currently in and felt an intense heat flood her face as she began to fidget. "Jon!" she exclaimed in an attempt to regain his attention.
His head snapped back up to her eyes, with a questioning, "Huh, what?"
"Can we focus?" She huffed playfully, smacking his arm, making him smirk at her.
"Well, we would be able to focus better if you weren't out here in your evening wear," Jon laughed, making her blush again.
Stepping forward with a hand raised in the other teams direction, "Can we switch partners?"
"No," Steph answered back quickly, turning her attention back to Joe.
"Guess we're stuck with each other, princess," Jon murmured close to her ear, making her body tremble and goosebumps rise on her skin. Thankfully it seemed to go unnoticed by Jon, who was back to taunting Joe.
Allie collected herself quickly, since the girls had been decided to start the match. She fist bumped Jon, as he went to walk by her to climb out onto the apron, but before he did he slapped her ass, startling her. "Go get em, tiger."
The two teams went at it and put on a fun and entertaining match, while the crowd around them laughed and cheered. Allie currently had Joe in a side headlock, jumping up, she pushed herself off the top rope, in an attempt to deliver an intense bulldog, but was stopped short when Joe pushed her off and into the air.
Allie came back down and landed on her tailbone, "Oww!" Joe came up behind her to pick her up, but once on her feet, she turned quickly and jumped up, delivering a kick to the side of his head. The big man dropped down to one knee and Allie quickly rolled to her corner to tag Jon in.
Jon jumped into the ring and Allie rolled under the bottom rope, standing herself up on the ring apron. She watched the two men go at it for several minutes, when suddenly Steph yelled from across the ring, "Allie! Watch your back!"
Before she could process what was going on, she felt her feet ripped out from underneath her, causing her to fall face first against the ring apron, before hitting the floor. She felt the blood begin to rush out of her nose, when she was suddenly surrounded by Steph and the two road doctors.
"Allie?!" Steph exclaimed, "Are you ok? Can you hear me?" One of the nearby superstars had handed Steph their shirt to use on Allie's nose. Allie's eyes were open, but she seemed to be in a daze, as the medical staff began asking her questions and checking her neck and spine for any injuries.
Suddenly Allie, groaned and looked at Steph, seeming to have regained her focus. "I thought I told you not to bust my nose this time." Everyone around them seemed relieved that she was ok.
"And I told you, no promises," Steph gave her a small smirk, then it faded. Now that her worry over Allie had be settled, she now felt the rage brewing. "But it wasn't me this time."
"What happened?" Allie asked as the doctors slowly sat her up.
"Orton and Cena," Steph growled. "I didn't see them until it was too late. Jon tried to take off after them, but Joe and Colby have him restrained over by the barricade."
Allie merely nodded, the doctors now trying to get her to her feet. "Come on, kid," Doc Sampson said, holding her up on her right side. "Let get you back to the trainers room and take a look at that nose." He kept the shirt pressed against it, "can you hold that there?" Allie nodded again, as they began to walk slowly towards the back.
Suddenly, Allie was off her feet again, but this time she had been scooped up into strong arms, bridal style. Glancing to look at her capture, she saw the very angry and tense face of Jon. "You look mad."
Jon meant to shoot a glare at her, but instantly felt his face soften at the state of her pretty face. It was blood stained and he could see some bruising starting to form around her eyes and nose, with blood continuing to trickle out of her nose. The rage bubbled inside him at the state of her, because of Orton and Cena.
"Let's get you cleaned up, princess," Jon husked out in an attempt to keep his anger in check around her, while he silently plotted his revenge on Orton and Cena once he got his hands on them.
A/N: Reviews please! Hope you guys are still enjoying the story. If you get a chance check out my short fic about Allie and Jon, called Be Good To Me. Let me know what you think.