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Monday Night Raw: February 3, 2014

Edited: 2/13/2020

Chapter Seven

Angel let out the breath that she had been holding in. She couldn't get over the confused and shocked looks that were plastered on Roman, Seth, and Dean's faces as she came waltzing in with water and meds. They all looked at her like she had grown a second or even third head.

Did I overstep my boundaries? She asked herself, biting her lip as she leaned against the wall just outside of the locker room. Maybe she should have let them deal with the aftermath of the match the same way they always did and take notes on what to do next time.

She shook her head; she couldn't just sit there when Roman needed something for that cut above his eye. Her eyes glanced down the hallway towards the trainers' room. There was a strong part of her that wanted to go and get someone to take a look at Roman's eye, but she also knew that Roman was a grown man and that if he really needed medical treatment he was fully capable of seeking

"You ok?" A familiar gruff voice came from beside her.

Turning around, she saw Dean standing there with a towel around his neck and the ice pack that she had brought him taped to his left arm. She could feel the corners of her mouth curl up as she realized that he was at least using what she had brought for him.

"Oh, I'm alright." She said as she noticed that Dean was waiting for her answer. "How about you?" Her eyes dripped to the man's shoulder again.

Dean let out a groan as he rolled his injured shoulder and cracked his neck. "Peachy, just peachy."

"Ah, there's one of the three men I'm looking for." Stephanie McMahon voice came from down the hall. They both looked up to see Stephanie making her way towards them with a huge smile on her face and her eyes locked right onto Dean.

"Shit." Angel heard the man beside her groan. "Hello, Stephanie. What bring you down here?"

Stephanie gave her typical 'I'm in charge' here grin as she stopped right in front of him. "I want to congratulate you on your match tonight."

"What do you want?" Angel's eyes widened at the tone that Dean was using as he brushed off their boss's kind words.

Though to her surprise, the grin of Stephanie's face never faltered. "What do I want?" She cocked her head slightly. "I want the Shield's answer to the Wyatt's call out. Tonight, by the end of their match. You think you can handle that?"

Dean nodded his head, while he held his arms locked at his sides, his fist clenching and unclenching. "Yeah, I think we can do that."

"Good." She gave him a look of approval before her gaze snapped down to Angel, making her almost jump. "Miss Miles, good job out there." The look on the woman's face warmed slightly. "Your debut went better then Hunter and I could have imagined."

"Thank you." Angel said forgetting how to breathe as a huge weight was lifted off her shoulders. Just knowing that she had at least pleased Stephanie McMahon tonight had helped her anxiety a bit.

"Oh, whenever you have some free time, I wanted you to come down to my office." Stephanie told her. "I have something for you."

Dumbfoundedly, Angel nodded her head at her boss as the woman turned her attention back towards Dean with a smug smirk, before turning away with a flip of her hair and starting down the hallway.

D.D.D.

Bitch. Dean inhaled deeply as he leaned up against the wall behind him. Some people loved Stephine, worshipped the ground that she walked on since she was a McMahon. He didn't, in fact he hated everything about the woman; her smug smirk, that dare to defy me look in her eyes, all of it.

Out of the corner of his eyes, movement caught his attention making him look down to the woman standing beside him. A sigh escaped him as he looked at her. Angel was biting on her bottom lip as she played with the bottom of her shirt again. Her nervous habits, he figured.

"You look like you've just been called down to the principal's office." He couldn't help but to snicker at her.

A small blush rushed to her face as she dropped her hands and stopped biting her lip. "Just wondering about what Stephanie would have to give me." She sighed

"Who knows?" Dean let his head fall back and look at the ceiling. He hated small talk and he had a feeling that with someone like Angel, he was going to dragged down the road of 'crazy weather we're having' or 'so, how was your day?'

Hurry up you damn lug. He internally yelled at Roman, who was taking his sweet time getting changed.

One. Two. Three. He restored counting the ceiling tiles.

"Oh!" He groaned internally when he heard Angel gasp. "I forgot to congratulate you on your win tonight."

"No need." He shot the girl down flat.

Ten. Eleven. Twelve.

"Um…It was really amazing to see a match up that close." She said not taking his hint.

"You get used to it."

Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Ah fucking it! He gave up on counting and decided to go down to catering by himself, when the long-haired man he was waiting for walked out from the locker room.

"You ready?" Roman asked as he brushed his still wet hair from his face.

Thank god! Dean pushed himself away from the wall. "Yeah."

When he started down the hallway, he noticed that Roman wasn't following him. Groaning he turned around and saw the man was looking down at Angel. A voice in the back of his head hoped that Roman wasn't about to invite her with them.

"Want us to pick you up anything from catering?" Roman asked.

"Thanks, but no thanks." She shook her head. "Stephanie wants me to meet her in her office."

"Alright, catch you later." Roman smiled before he turned down the hall.

Those dark eyes looked at him with a warning as they started together down the hall. Dean figured that Roman thought he had been rude to her. Which wasn't the truth but at the sme time wasn't a lie. He hadn't been very nice.

"I saw Stephanie talking to you, what did she want?"

"The Shield's answer to the Wyatts' callout." He said mocking Stephanie. "We need to have it by the end of their match tonight."

Roman smirked. "That's not a problem."

"Nope." Dean shook his head.

There Shield were mastered of the quick promos. And now that Wyatts were aiming that magical hillbilly crap at them, they were about to find out who was better at talking.

Roman started to laugh.

"What?" Dean questioned, though when his best friend didn't answer him, he turned to see a cheeky smile on the man's face. "What?" He asked again, even though he knew whatever was going to come out of Roman's mouth wasn't something that he wanted to deal with.

"You're getting along with our new valet."

And there it was... He should have known that this was coming. In fact, he was surprised that it didn't already happen. "Not really." He shook his head. "I'm just being nice, because whether I like it or not, she's now 'part' of the team."

"Oh yeah?" Roman pointed to the ice pack that was tapped to his left arm. Everyone knew that Dean was known for not taking treatment, like pain meds and ice packs for his injuries, a habit that he had that went all the way back to his indie days. Probably something that stemmed from his hatred of hospitals.

"She brought it, so I thought, why not."

"Sure."

Stopping in his tracks, Dean turned towards his brother-in-arms and shook his head. "Dude, when is the last time you've seen me interested in someone?"

Roman stopped as well, pressing his lips together as he thought about it. "I don't think I've ever seen you seriously interested."

Dean thought about it himself and realized the man was right; ever since he met Roman and Seth back in FCW he hadn't been interested in anyone. Not that he hadn't had sex since moving up to FCW, just that any girl he had been with since and probably before he had moved up, were just chicks that he picked up from bars and after show parties. Just random chicks and ring rats.

"Plus, do you really think that she's my type." Dean added, shaking his head as they started down the hall again. "I don't do sweet and innocent." Nope. Girls that understood that all he wanted was a one-night stand and that could take him being a little rough with her. That was his type of girl.

"Alright, alright, man I was just busting your chops." Roman surrendered as the catering came into view.

"Well if you keep busting my chops, I'll bust something else of yours." He said making Roman smirk as they grabbed and loaded up small plates with apples, protein bars, sandwiches and other snacks.

"So, do you have any ideas on how to answer the Wyatts?" Roman asked as he piled up some potato salad on his plate.

"Yeah I've got an idea." Dean smirked.

They would need a camera, a dark corner, and three creepy smiles. I've got two of the three. He said eying up the camera that was set up on a stand, just in case anything 'fun' happened around the catering area. And I'm about to have the third.

A.A.A.

Angel stared down at the large folder that sat in her hands, the one that Stephanie McMahon had thrown at her two seconds ago. Inside the folder was the Shield's on-air schedules for the next couple of weeks. Though just like every Superstar's schedule, it could change at a blink of an eye; due to either being called out or because they called someone out themselves. Or even something like what happened to her last Monday Night Raw. Schedules were never set in stone here at the WWE.

She let out a huge sigh as she walked. "Since the plan is to get you to eventually become the Shield's full-fledged manager. I want you to start by managing their schedules." Stephanie's voice bounced around her head.

As she looked at how thick the folder was, she was thankful that the Shield was a three-man tag team that went everywhere that together, because three men were a lot to manage.

They have a match on Friday's Smackdown with Dolph Ziggler and Kofi Kingston. She said reading off the first paper in the folder. Suddenly she knocked into something hard, making her let out a squeal as she hit the floor. Frowning at the slight pain that was now radiating from her tail bone, she eyed up the mess of papers that sat on the ground around her.

"Oh, look isn't it the famous Angel Miles." Her eyes widened as she cranked her head up to see Bray Wyatt standing there in front of her, with that creepy smirk on his face.

"Bray." She swallowed the lump in her throat as she watched as the man bent down and picked up the folder and stack of papers for her. Even outside the ring his movements were eerie looking; robotic but somehow at the same time fluid.

"Thanks." She said not knowing if her voice even made it out of her mouth.

"Don't mention it." He handed her, her stuff. "You should really watch where you're going." He chuckled as he walked past her. Just as she thought he was going to keep walking, Bray stopped and glanced over her shoulder. "See you soon." He said almost sounded as if it was a threat.

Her body shook, as she tried to get to her feet. What a way to forget all about the stress of managing the Shield. Now her brain was running wild without a thought of her new job. She had just ran into Bray Wyatt himself…literally.

Using the wall to walk, she made her way towards the locker room. Moving as fast as her wobbly legs would carry her. This was the second time she had the bloody dickens scared out of her by Bray Wyatt today, and she didn't think her heart could take a third.

As her eyes locked onto the looker room's door, she felt a strange relief. Pushing herself from the wall, she took the last couple of steps over to the door before ripping it open. Not caring about the strange looks she was getting from the other Superstars in the room, she quickly pushed through until her eyes landed on Dean, Seth and Roman.

Angel let out a deep breath as she watched the three men who were eating while watching Titus O'Neil vs Zack Ryder on the TV.

Roman must have noticed her standing there because he turned to look at her. You look like you've seen a ghost?"

If only it was just a ghost. "You could say that. I just had a run in with Bray Wyatt."

All three members of the Shield stopped what they were doing and turned fully towards her.

"He didn't do anything did he?" Seth asked placing his hands on the table like he was about to push himself to his feet.

She noticed that Roman and Dean were doing the same. "Oh no." She held up her empty hand and shook her head. "I just bumped into him." He didn't DO anything to her. He just proceeded to scare the hell out of me without even trying.

The three men looked at each other before nodding before going back to eating. "That's good." Roman sighed. "Make sure you let us know if he…or anyone does anything."

"You're under the protection of the Shield now." Seth told her.

Protection of the Shield. She had thought that the Shield protecting her was just part of the explanation that they were using on why she was suddenly joining that Shield, but judging by the reaction that she had just gotten from the boys, they were taking this job seriously.

"Whatcha got there?" Dean gestured to the messy stack of papers and folder that she had pressed against her side.

She put the folder on the table and opened it. "It's your schedule for the next couple of weeks." She flipped through it quickly. "Stephanie gave it to me. She wants me to start managing your guys schedules."

"Yeah?" Roman leaned over so he could look at the papers. "What does she have us doing this week?"

"Well there's a tag team match between Dolph Ziggler and Kofi Kingston on Friday." She recited the only thing she was able to read before running into Bray Wyatt.

"A two on two tag team match?" Roman questioned.

She nodded her head as she looked at the paperwork. "Looks like it."

"We'll have to decide whose fighting, then." Seth sighed.

Absentmindedly, Angel nodded her head. She has just realized now that only two of them was going to fighting against Dolph and Kofi, not all three of them. She wondered how they were going to decide on which of them were going to get the tag team on Friday; for some reason she couldn't see them calming picking.

"First we need to answer to Bray Wyatt for his lovely message earlier." Roman sighed leaning back in his chair. "And we got to do it soon, their match is coming up."

"Do we have everything ready?" Seth asked finishing the last bite of his food and turning towards Dean. "You said earlier that you had a plan."

"Yep." A mischievous smirk came to Dean's face as he reached to the floor behind him. "I have what we need right here." He said as he placed one of the production crew's cameras on the table.

"Where the hell did you get that." Roman laughed as he clapped his hands together.

"I picked it up while we were down at cratering."

Angel's mouth fell open. He had stolen a camera from the production crew. No wonder Stephanie had practically raced out of her office earlier while mumbling something about 'assholes touching things'.

"Do you even know how to use that thing?" Seth laughed as Dean passed him the camera.

"Nope." His smirk grew as those blue eyes landed on her. "But she does."

Angel's eyes widened as everyone turned back to her again. She did know how to use the camera, but how in the world did Dean know that? It was unlikely that he noticed her when she was part of the production crew. Since she hadn't been a part of it for more than two days before Renee got her moved to being a reporter. Did he know she went to school for cinema and TV production? He couldn't, could he?

"You know how to use this?" Seth asked as he held out the camera towards her. Feeling the pressure of the three pairs of eyes on her, she couldn't help but nod her head as she took the camera.

"Um…yeah. I know how to use it." She said glancing down at the camera.

Seth and Roman's smile grew, and excitement hit their faces as they all got up from the table. "We just need a dark corner to film in."

Dean shook his head. "I got that covered too."

Seth rubbed his hands together. "Well then, let's go wipe that creepy smile off Wyatt's face."

Angel watched in awe as they ran around the locker room getting things ready for their promo. Roman took the gauze off his eye and rewet his hair, Dean removed the black tape from his hands, and Seth put his vest back on. All while they had slight smirks on their face, that she couldn't help but smile at.

They looked like little kids as excited as they were, little kids that could bench press like ten of her and break every bone in a person's body…but little kids.

After they were ready, Dean led them down the hallway to one of the loading dock area and weaving through the crates and supplies until the they reached small opening in front of a utility closet.

"Will this work?" Dean raised one arm out, showing off the place.

"Yeah, this works." Seth grinned as he rubbed his hands together.

With hesitation, Angel walked over to Dean who was holding the camera under his hoodie. "What do you want me to do?" She asked taking the heavy thing from him.

"Just film the promo, however you feel like. Just make it slightly creepy and Wyattish." He told her as Roman, Seth, and him stood next to each other.

Thinking about what he had just said, she brought the camera up and placed the thing on her shoulder. As the weight hit her, her body teetered slightly. "It might be a little shaky." She warned as she tried to figure out the best way to hold the camera.

"That's fine." Seth told her. "It'll add to it."

Nodding, she turned on the camera, and pulled out the view finder. She played around with a few switches and set the thing up for the low lighten. "We ready?"

"Yep."

"Who am I starting on?" She asked as she backed up far enough that if she wanted, she could get all three men in the shot, but she could still focus on one of them at a time.

"Me." Dean pointed at himself. "I got a great way to start this."

Taking a deep breath, she slightly turned to face the man. "Recording. Starting in…Five, four three two…" She pointed at Dean letting him know that he was good to go, though he didn't move or say anything, the man just stood there staring right into the camera with his lips pursed.

"Wooooo." Dean let out a 'ghostlike' noise that made her jump slightly as he leaned back and wiggled his fingers in front of the camera. "We're so scared of you Bray Wyatt." Dean voice echoed. "Listen up bone head." His tone changed to his normal cocky sounding self. "We don't live in your little fantasy world with monsters, and evil spirits, and lamb masks, and haunted rocking chairs." He paused. "So, TAKE THAT CRAP SOMEWHERE ELSE!" He yelled as he threw his arm out point down the hall.

A small tap on her shoulder, made her turn until Seth filled her view finder. "Bray," He said as soon as the camera was on him. "You're real good as spilling rhetoric and coming up with little analogies for what you think is going on." Seth gave a small smirk. "But man, you are so delusional you are a figment your own imagination. And the grandiose illusion that you ever come with, is that you think that you and your little family can hang with the Shield."

She turned the camera on the last member of the Shield, Roman. "Take a look around Wyatts. You're standing in the Shield's yard now. And we don't play games. Come Elimination Chamber…" Seth push her to face Dean a little bit, which as soon as her eyes landed on the man, she could tell why. Dean had a nasty look to him as he pounded his fist together over and over as Roman finished. "…Play times over, believe that and believe in the Shield."

Taken back from Roman's threatening voice, Angel noticed the three of them step slightly together. It took her only a second to realize what they were doing. Without hesitation, she panned the camera down until she saw the signature Shield fist bump on the view finder.

"And cut." She called as she turned the recording off. She took the camera from her shoulder and held it by her side. "Do you want to see it?"

"Nah." Seth shook his head. "We trust you. Plus, we don't have time. We have to get the production before the end of the Wyatts' match."

When Dean reached out for the camera, Angel carefully handed it to him before stepping back to watch him cover it with his hoodie once more. "Then let's get this back to production." She nodded. "I mean they might be looking for it." She looked up to see a smirk come to Dean's face as if he knew something that she didn't.

As soon as they made their way back out into the main hallway, Dean's eyes locked on the first production crew member that he saw. "Hey!"

The man turned quickly with wide eyes as he watched the Shield walk up to him. Angel couldn't imagine what was going through the poor man's mind right now. If she saw all three of them walking up to her with those smirks on their faces, she would be scared out of her mind. However much to the man's credit, he got ahold of himself and put on a forced smile. "Mr. Ambrose? What can I do for you?"

"Here," Dean pulled his hoodie off the camera and held it out to the crew member. The smile fell of the man's face as his eyes went straight to the 'stolen' camera. "You're going want to que this up after Wyatt's match."

Hesitantly, the crew member took the camera and held it away from him like the thing was going to explode.

"It's our answer to the Wyatts that Stephanie wanted." Angel added.

The crew member nodded his head. "Yeah ok." He sighed. "I'll get this queued right up." He turned away from them and quickly headed towards the gorilla, still holding the camera away from his body.

After the boys joked around about how scared 'shitless' the man was, they started down to the locker room.

"So, what now?" She asked as she walked double time to keep up with them.

Roman looked back towards her. "We go back to the locker room, hopefully watch Ziggler beat the shit out of Bray Wyatt and then watch his reaction to our little promo."

However, Ziggler didn't beat Wyatt, in fact the match ended with Bray walking over, doing that creepy corner backbend thing he does before finishing Ziggler with a Sister Abigail.

As Luke Harper and Erick Roman made their way into the ring to standing behind their leader, who was holding his arms out wide, the camera cut to an angle where they could see the titantron.

As Dean's face appeared up on the screen while the Wyatts' theme music played to celebrate the win, a smile came to Angel's face.

"Here we go." Seth smirked as he rubbed his hands together.

Angel didn't watch the promo. No, she had already gotten a front row seat to see that show. Instead she watched the boys' faces as they watched, and wouldn't you know smirks all around. Seems like they liked the thing.

Once it was over, she turned to see that Bray Wyatt was egging them on and not looking the least bit scared of what the Shield had said to him. The man must be crazy not to fear the Shield at all. Even she shivered slightly as she thought of the intimidation air she felt while filming the promo. She wasn't even the one they were threatening.

"That was a better response from him then I thought we were going to get." Seth leaned back in chair as the screen went to a slight break, with Cole talking about the match between Randy Orton and Daniel Bryan.

"Totally." Roman agreed.

"So….Beer time?" Dean asked as he stood from his chair.

Seth smirked and Roman nodded his head. "Beer time."

Angel was taken back at the sudden change the men as they all stood to clean up their things. "What about the rest of Raw?" She gestured toward the screen that was still showing promos for Randy vs Daniel. "This match could end up with a change of the face."

Dean didn't stop what he was doing as he shook his head at her. "Yeah, well, we don't care. Whether it be Randy Orton or Daniel Bryan as WWE World Heavyweight Champ, it doesn't matter. We will stop at nothing until it's one of us." Roman and Seth nodded and grunted with approval as Dean talked. "And even then." He looked with a playful smirk at his brothers-in-arms, only to get the same look back from them.

"Well then." She couldn't help but giggle at the man slightly as he made 'come at me' faces to his two best friends. "Then, I guess it's 'beer time' for you guys."

Roman turned away from Dean as he flicked the man off, making her giggle again. "Oh, you're coming with us."

Brookeworm3: Thank you again for your review. Always so nice to hear from you! And yes Angel is taking care of the boys and I think they need that. Oh and we'll just have to see what the Wyatts' are up to.

Skovko: Thank you for yet another sweet review! I also like that Angel stepped up without a word to take care of the boys. She's a caring person and she'll always take care of her team.

Labinnacslove: She is showing that she can be useful for to them. She want's to show them...Dean...that she can be useful and is really part of the team.