After arguing with Dean for the whole ride to the hotel, I finally gave in and allowed Dean to stay with me. When we got to my hotel room, I made a beeline to the bathroom. After a nice hot shower I put on pajamas and braided my damp hair.

"You should wear a skirt more often."

I raised an eyebrow, "Why? So you have another reason to stare?"

"If I wanted a reason to stare, then I would tell you to wear yoga pants more often."

"How about you stare at other girls?"

"Nah, I think I like your ass better."

I rolled my eyes and plopped on the bed. I stared at the ceiling, "Are you feeling alright, Dean?"

He grunted as he moved, "Other than my shoulder; only my back hurts."

I got up, "Want me to give you a massage?"

He raised an eyebrow, "Really?" I nodded, "Then sure."

I looked at him taking off his shirt, "lie down and stay still."

He smirked and lay down on his stomach, "I think I like where this is going."

"It's not going anywhere, Good."

"Why not?"

"I could just leave you in pain tonight."

"Fine, I'll just shut up."

"Wow, that's a first."

I climbed on the bed and started the massage (of course I used some lotion). I made sure to avoid the bad shoulder. Honestly, I couldn't take my eyes off his body. He was really muscular. After a few minutes, I got up and wiped my hands on a towel.

"That was actually pretty good. Almost made me fall asleep."

"Then sleep."

He turned to lie on his back, "Not until you're next to me."

I chuckled and went on the bed, "Is this close enough?"

He shook his head and pulled me down so I was lying next to him, "Now this is good."

With that we were able to fall asleep easily. I woke up in the morning to find Dean still asleep. He was holding me with one arm around my lower back and his face buried in my neck. When I tried to move, he just held onto me tighter.

I spoke softly, "Dean, can you let go please?"

He groaned, "Why should I?"

"Because I have to pee."

"No you don't."

"Yes I do. Now please let go."

He finally released me and I went to the bathroom. When I came out, Dean was still sleeping. It was still kind of early, so I decided to lie back down. Dean wasted little time dragging me to him so that we were in the same position as when I woke up. It was really comforting.

He mumbled into my neck, "We have to get up soon. We need to get on the road for the house shows."

"Or we can sleep in for a while."

He started kissing my neck, "We should get up."

He pulled me closer to the point we were face to face, "Is this your way of waking me up?"

He smirked, "Maybe."

He started kissing me and I was shocked at first, but I soon kissed back. It was a full-on make out session. When I came up for air, he had a smirk on his face. He pulled me down for some more when my phone started to ring. Dean groaned when I got off of him and picked up my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hi, Adrianna. It's Mark from The Creativity Office."

"Oh, what can I do for you?"

"A radio station wanted to talk to you tomorrow when you're in the next town."

"Really?"

"Yes. As you become more famous, more places would want to talk to you. I'll send you the directions later. Bye."

"Thank you. Bye Mark."

I hanged up and Dean looked at me with an eyebrow raised, "Mark from Creative?"

I sat down on the bed, "Yea."

"What does he want?"

"He said that some radio station wants me to be the special guest."

He nodded and got up, "I think we should get ready now to leave."

I groaned and waited for Dean to finish with the bathroom. I couldn't help but think about the kiss with Dean just a few minutes ago. At the same time, all the worries about me and my past flooded back into my mind. Dean finally came out the bathroom and I went in. after my routine, I put on gray baggy sweatpants, a blue shirt that was tied at the back, and blue and white sneakers. I'm not going to get dolled up just to go on the road. I left my hair in the braid and put on the bracelets. I got out and Dean was watching tv.

I walked over and sat on his lap, "Are you ready to go?"

He kept looking at the tv, "Yea, sure."

Just to get his attention, I started to kiss his jaw. He finally looked at me and wrapped his hands around my waist. He leaned down and kissed me back. I pulled back and got up, "Time to go Dean."

He got up behind me and grabbed his things. We walked down and saw Roman waiting for us next to the car. We packed the things in and headed out on the road.

Roman sat in the passenger seat, "How did you guys sleep last night?"

Dean smirked, "I slept perfectly."

I groaned, "Why do we have to get up so early?"

Roman looked at me, "Because I want to get settled in the next city."

"You know, other people usually wait until around lunch time to travel to the next city."

"I could've just left you at the previous city. You could've taken the bus with most of the company."

I shook my head, "No, I'm alright. That one time traveling with those people were enough."

(A few months later)

It's been a few months since I went to the interview. Let me tell you, after that radio interview, it was just a whole wave of interviews. I even got a television interview at one point. It's still fresh in my mind.

I sat down on the couch. and the news lady smiled at me, "And our guess for today is none other than WWE diva Adrianna. Welcome!"

"It's good to be here. Everyone's so nice here. I might even stay backstage for a while after this."

We both laughed and she looked at her card, "So we have some things that I want to talk about. And I think the viewers would like to know; is there a romantic connection between you and Jonathan Good also known as WWE Dean Ambrose?"

I chuckled, "At this moment, no."

"Do you think there will be one in the near future? Because everyone sees how close you two are both in and out the ring."

I crossed my legs, "I don't know about the near future. But then again, anything could happen. I secretly wouldn't mind."

She smiled at me, "Well I think we'll be seeing reports of you two dating. Onto the next topic: so you've been on a lot of radio interviews lately."

"That's right. My schedule became more packed after the first one."

"And speaking of the first one, you were talking about your son during that interview."

"Oh yes. My son, Andrew. he was an adorable little thing. Always running around and smiling. People said he was my own mini me."

"Based on the smile on your face, he was your pride and joy. Would you like to explain to the viewers what happened?"

I cleared my throat a little, "Uh, sure. It was about a week or so after his 3rd birthday. We were going home from his school. I could still remember it actually. He kept talking about how his school day was. And the road was slick with ice and snow. Another car cut across me and as I tried to brake, my car skid and there was a car pile-up. My car was completely ruined and I was in a coma for a week. When I woke up to find that he had passed away; I was so distraught."

"I'm sorry to stop right there, but we are getting a bunch of fans responses to you being here. Let's look shall we?"

At first there were the normal comments. How sorry the fans were about my lost and how much they love me. But then there was a comment talking about the scars on my wrist. And I pulled down the sleeves of my dress.

She looked at me and cleared her throat, "Well I think it's time for us to go to break. Thank you for being here, Adrianna. Good luck in the WWE."

I faked a smile at her, "Thank you for having me."

She mentioned a few more things about the company and the crew finally said that they're off air.

Since then a lot more people have been noticing and commenting on it. I was just happy that the arena has air conditioning so that it's kind of normal to wear a long sleeve. But I'm just sitting on a crate waiting to see Dean. He was attacking Seth in the ring, but I couldn't focus to save my life. My mind always wonders back to the interview. How anyone who knows me, whether fan or co worker, either has a look that pities me or judges me. At the end I always get upset.

"Adri, did you see the look on the authority's face when I came out?" I snapped out of my thoughts as I heard his voice.

I smiled, "Of course I did. And the crowd loved it."

He pulled me down from the crate and led me to catering, "I'm really hungry."

"Then can you get me a fruit salad?" he nodded and I sat down at an empty table.

He came back and I put my legs over his lap and we continued to watch the rest of the show.

He looked at me, "You were thinking about it again."

I stared back at him, "What are you talking about?"

"You were thinking about that interview again."

"I can't help it."

"Well there was one good thing of the day." He smirked, "You looked sexy as fuck in that dress."

I laughed, "But it's just a dress. But thank you."

"I got you to laugh. I think I earn some kisses for that." He looked down at his beeping phone, "Roman's here; come on."

We grabbed the rest of the food and walked down the hallway. As usual, some workers were staring at me. I guess Dean noticed and he put his arm around my shoulders. We finally saw Roman leaning on the wall and he smiled at us.

"Yo, Dean. Missed me?" Roman patted him on his shoulder.

"Not really. Been busy trying to out crazy people these days."

"And what about you, Adri?"

I gave him a hug, "Of course I did. It's not the same without you. I need both of my traveling buddies." I've been traveling with just Dean for a few weeks now.

He looked at both of us with a huge smile on his face, "Oh I'm pretty sure Dean's been keeping you busy."

I tried to hide my blush, "Whatever."

I playfully punched his shoulder. Roman came back and we chatted for a few minutes before Roman had to leave. Of course after Monday Night Raw, everyone celebrated at the bar. And I had to drive a drunken Dean back to the hotel.

He sat on the bed as I took my jewelry off. I tried to walk past him, but he pulled me onto his lap. He gave me a few kisses and then whispered into my ear, "You looked really sexy, tonight." He continued to kiss me as he slid his hand up my leg and played with the hem of my dress. I pulled away and got up.

I grabbed a towel and took off my heels, "I'm going to take a shower."

He raised his eyebrows, "Can I join?"

I smirked, "Maybe."

I walked into the bathroom and jumped into the shower; making sure that the door was unlocked.

In the morning, I slipped out of Dean's arms and stretched. It took me a sec to figure out why I was so damn happy. But then I remembered that after the Smackdown taping, I'm going back home to New York. Anyone who don't have to do any house shows, are spending time with family. Me? I'm gonna spend it in bed. Yes, I should be sad that I'm not going home with anyone; but I am going home to get some rest. And any time I could get off the road I'm not complaining about.

I heard Dean wake up and he smiled, "Morning princess."

I smiled back and rolled my eyes, "Didn't I tell you to stop calling me that? And good morning to you, too."

"I will always call you that. Come here, Adri." He opened his arms wide.

I crawled back onto the bed and he wrapped his arms around me. I gave him a kiss on his cheek, "Can we order room service for breakfast?"

"Sure, but we still have to pack for New York."

I shifted in his arms to get a better view of his face, "You're coming with me? I thought you would've gone back to Las Vegas."

He smirked, "Nope. I wanna spend more time with you."

I smiled and he kissed my neck. Then he started a trail of kisses from my neck, to my jaw, then finally to my lips. He stopped and played with the string of my basketball shorts.

I smirked, "You do realize that I'm keeping these shorts, right?"

He continued to play with the string, "Yea, they look better on you anyways."

"I'm gonna order breakfast while you start packing up." I kissed his cheek and got up.

I sat on the little island and called for room service. As I was ordering, I was staring at Dean cleaning up. He was shirtless and he was wearing another one of his basketball shorts that was hanging low on his waist. He finally looked at me and started walking closer. I just hung up the phone when he put his arms on either side of me.

"See something interesting?" I didn't even have time to respond before he gave me a kiss. I pushed back his hair and he smirked at me.

I looked at him confused, "What?"

"You look really happy today. Why?"

"What, I can't be happy?"

"Still didn't answer my question."

I laughed, "This is the first time in two years that I had someone with me in New York."

"Well, then you could show me around NYC."

I raised my eyebrow, "And what if I don't feel like it?"

"Then I'll just do this." He grabbed my waist and carried me over his shoulder. I laughed and playfully hit his back as he walked around the room. He finally let me down a little so I wrapped my legs around his waist. I pecked the corners of his mouth. I saw him getting upset so I kept doing it. Finally, he dropped me onto the bed and pinned me under his body weight and kissed me. He used one hand to pin my arms over my head. He used the other to tug on my shorts. He was gonna pull it down when there was a knock on the door.

"Room service." The person said behind the door.

Dean mumbled something and got off of me. I got up to get the food and when I came back, Dean was still mad. I passed him his food and kissed his forehead.

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"New York I missed you!" I yelled as me and Dean carried our luggage into my house.

Dean chuckled, "You have a nice house, Adri." He looked around the living room. My house was a good size with a medium sized yard in Brooklyn. It had three bedrooms, a basement, kitchen, living room, etc.

I plopped myself down on the couch and sighed, "Yea, I just wish I spent more time in it. But we have to go grocery shopping."

He sat next to me and I leaned into him, "I think we should take a nap first."

"Why should we? I'm not tired."

"The way you're snuggling up to me says otherwise." I raised my arms up and closed my eyes, "You want me to carry you to bed?"

I nodded, "Please?"

He shrugged, "If you say so." He got up and I felt myself being flipped over his shoulder.

I groaned, "Really Dean? You couldn't carry me normally?"

"What is 'normal'? And which room is yours?"

"Straight down the hall." He walked upstairs and into my room.

He tossed me onto the bed and lay down next to me. I used my feet to push him off the bed. He got up from the floor, "What was that for?"

I dig my face into my pillow, "For tossing me like a football."

He jumped on the bed and grabbed my feet to slide me off the bed. Once I was upside down in the air, I started squirming.

"Are you gonna push me off the bed again?"

I smirked, "I don't know, maybe."

He flipped me around so that I was face-to-face with him. He set me down slowly, and made sure I wasn't dizzy.

After our little nap, we went grocery shopping and ate some of the things we bought. But right now we were just chilling on my couch, watching TV. It was actually quiet with my resting on his lap and him drinking his beer. At least until a brick came through the front window. Dean instantly pulled me back.

"Fuck you, Adrianna! You deserve to die!" a voice yelled. I widened my eyes at the sound of the voice I know all too well. But it faded as we heard the sound of car tires screeching.

I didn't even know that I was clutching my chest until Dean looked at me, "You alright Adrianna?" I backed away and then sprinted to the upstairs bathroom. As soon as I locked it, Dean was banging on the door and calling my name. I slid down the door and put my hands over my ears. My mind was just racing with all these thoughts. At this point, Dean stopped banging on the door, but kept asking if I was alright.

When I didn't answer, he sighed, "That's it; I'm unlocking the door." I scooted away while I think he found something to unlock the door with. He came in and instantly saw my on the floor. He hugged me and even though it was kinda awkward; I could tell he was trying.

I wiped my face, "Sorry for freaking out a little." He only hugged me tighter, "And sorry for allowing this to ruin the first night here."

"It's alright. Does this happen often?"

"This is the first time for the brick. The verbal abuse hasn't happened since almost a year ago."

He pulled me onto his lap so I could see his face, "You know who is behind it."

I played with my hair, "I have an idea of who it is."

"Then why don't you call the police?"

I chuckled, "Trust me, the police isn't gonna come until something bad happens."

He looked confused, "Who is that guy anyways."

I removed myself from him and walked away, "I'm going to clean the glass downstairs."

I put my hair in a quick bun and grabbed the broom. Dean kept asking if I needed help and I always shook my head no. he walked up to me when I was almost done cleaning up. I know he was staring at me, but I kept my focus on the ground. After making sure there was no more broken glass anywhere I walked past him and into the kitchen. I throw the glass away and was going to walk back out until I walked straight into his chest. I tried to walk around him but it was clear that he wasn't planning for me to go anywhere.

"Adrianna, look at me. Please?" he held onto me and I slowly looked into his eyes, "Thank you. Now please don't shut me out."

I nodded and he took my hand so he could lead me into the bedroom. I finally spoke up, "I think it's time for bed."

"Yeah, it's getting pretty late."

Once we lay down, he was knocked out. It was kinda cute if you asked me. But I, on the other hand, was up for hours thinking about a lot of things. Around 4 in the morning I was finally able to sleep.

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So I'm going to end the chapter here. This might have been a weird or confusing chapter, but there are better things in store. So like I always say, tell me your thoughts in the comments. I don't mind. Time to work on the next chapter.

-Oceana Solange