"Here they come. The hounds of justice," JBL said.
All eyes were on the stairs as The Shield made their way down to the ring.
"Do you think they'll retain the tag team titles?" Tom asked.
"I think so, Tom. No one has been able to take them down yet," Angela answered.
"I think Stardust and Goldust are the right ones to do that tonight. They're already ready in the ring and it looks like they're out for blood this time," JBL said.
"Don't forget that Dean Ambrose will be at ringside. I bet you he'll find some way to cheat to make his brothers retain their titles," Tom said.
She smiled as she watched them jump over the barricade. She had been with the company for a week now and she had spent the entire week in their company. No one knew she would be in their locker room. No one knew about the friendship she had started with them. And most important, no one knew about the things that was slowly starting to happen between her and Dean. They hadn't done anything yet but the air was thick of tension whenever they were close. Even Seth and Roman were catching up on it and secretly rooting for them to move forward.
"Oh my god, he's making his way over here," Tom said.
They all looked at Dean as he was walking towards their table.
"Better run now, Tom. You're probably gonna say something stupid to make him wanna hurt you," JBL said.
"Play nice, boys," she said.
Dean stopped in front of her and looked down at her. She looked up to meet his eyes. He gave her his famous sassy smile before reaching for a headset under the table so he could join in on the commentary.
"Aren't you gonna get up for me, angel?" He asked.
She got out of the chair so he could sit down. She didn't mind. She could stand during the match. She was taken by complete surprise as she felt his strong arm around her waist, dragging her down to sit on his lap.
"I didn't say you couldn't sit at all," he said.
"So what brings you to our table?" JBL asked.
"This little pretty thing here. Don't you think she's pretty?" Dean asked.
"I guess," JBL answered.
Dean sniffed her hair.
"God, you smell good," he said.
She blushed and tried to stand up but his arm around her waist was too strong. He was holding her back.
"Relax, angel. I'm not gonna hurt you," he said.
As she relaxed, he let go off her waist and moved both his arms up and around her. He leaned in on her shoulder so he could look down as he unbottoned the top button on her shirt. His lips briefly ran across her neck. She wasn't sure if he meant to do that or if it was an accident. Neither way, she felt aroused. Again she blushed.
"There, much better. Don't you think she looks better like that?" Dean asked.
"I guess," again it was JBL's only answer.
"You're boring. Tom! Don't you think she looks better like that?" Dean asked.
"She does. She really does," Tom answered.
"Yeah, she really does," Dean said in a low voice as his arm went down around her waist again.
For a while they watched the match while talking casually on the headsets. It wasn't until Roman was lying flat on the floor outside the ring and Seth was down inside the ring ready to be covered by Stardust that Dean reacted.
"Gotta go, angel," he said as he pushed her off his lap.
She hadn't been ready for this and found herself landing on the floor. He flew towards the ring, grabbed Stardust's leg and pulled him off Seth, breaking the three count in the process. Stardust started to shout at him through the ropes, forgetting to watch the man behind him. Seth got to his feet and dropkicked Stardust in the back. The moment Stardust landed on his knees, Seth ran in to curb stomp him. Three seconds later and they had retained their titles.
"Are you okay, Angela?" Tom asked as she was back up on the chair.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little bump," she answered.
"What did I tell you? Dean cheated," Tom said.
"It's only cheating if you get caught," JBL said.
"What the hell, Dean?" She asked the moment she entered the locker room.
"Sorry about that. Rough landing?" He asked.
"What? No, this isn't about you throwing me on the floor. This is about you practicually acting like you wanna throw me on the table and fuck me in front of everyone in the arena," she said.
"That would be fun, wouldn't it?" He asked with a sassy smile.
"What? No, it would not!" She raised her voice.
"What are you really mad at here, angel?" He asked as he slowly walked towards her, trapping her between him and the wall. "The fact that I almost did it or the fact that I actually didn't do it?"
She felt her cheeks get warm. She couldn't deny that she wouldn't mind him throwing her down on a table, just not in a packed arena of course. She put her hands on his chest and pushed him away.
"I'm mad because you put a target on my back," she said.
"How so?" He asked.
"You guys are a target for everyone in this company. When you act like that out there, people start thinking there might be something going on between us, and that will make me a target too. A way more easy target," she said.
She walked over to her bag and started to get changed.
"So far I've been safe because no one has a clue that I hang out with you guys," she said.
"Would you like to keep it that way?" Roman asked.
She looked at him.
"Honestly, I don't know. I know I'm suppose to say yes to that but I kinda like having three large guard dogs around me," she answered.
"Woof," Seth said, making them all laugh.
Dean walked over and hugged her from behind.
"Don't worry, angel. When it comes to you, we'll bark, show teeth and even bite if anyone tries to mess with you," he said.
"Thanks," she said.
He let go off her.
"Now, come on. I'll walk you to your car," he said.
"Don't bother. Hunter wants to see me and you know too well that none of you are welcome near his office. He's got it out for you bad," she said.
"We know," Roman said.
She grabbed her bag.
"I'll see you later," she said.
"I'll be waiting by your car," Dean called out as she walked out of the locker room.