Chapter eight! It's finally here and ready for you all. I hope you enjoy this one! Thank you to everyone who has been reading, reviewing and favoriting! It makes me so happy!

Monday: February 3/Tuesday: February 4/SmackDown: February 7, 2014

Edited: 2/13/2020

Chapter Eight

How in the world did I get here? Angel asked herself as she found herself sitting in a bar smashed between Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose; with Seth Rollins sitting next to Roman.

She remembered Roman telling her that she as going with them to the bar and now here she was with a tall glass of beer sitting in front of her, curtesy of Seth, who said that they were celebrating her first day at being their valet. The middle part was somewhat of a blur.

She could remember the three men escorting her out of the arena near the end of Raw, not bothering to stay around to watch the main event between Randy Orton and Daniel Bryan. She could also remember getting stopped once again by Stephanie McMahon who both praised them for their response to the Wyatts and screamed at them for stealing the camera they used to film it.

The part that she couldn't quite remember was when precisely they talked her into coming to the bar with them.

"You alright there?" Roman's deep voice brought her out of her thoughts.

"Huh, oh yeah." She smiled at the Samoan man. "Just thinking about stuff."

"Well stop that." Seth threw a straw wrapper at her with a smirk. "We're here to relax, not think."

She shook her head as she threw the wrapper back at him. "Well sorry. Not everyone can just turn their brain off."

"He would be lucky if he could turn his on." Roman joked making her laugh slightly.

"Another." Dean's gruff voice made everyone look at him as he ordered another beer from the bartender.

A sigh came from her as she eyed up the man beside her. This wasn't the first time that she had seen the man in street clothes, but she couldn't get used to it. What he was wearing right now wasn't too different from what he wore in the ring. A gray T-shirt that hugged his arms making them look even bigger, black jeans that reminded her of his black cargo plants just even more form fitting, and of course his black combat boots, which were the same as the ones he wore in the ring. The only thing that he had with him that she couldn't see him wearing in the ring, was his nice leather jacket that he had slung over the back of his chair.

The biggest change from his in-ring look and 'street look' was the fact that his normally wet, crazy hair had dried, leaving behind brown messy curls that almost made her mouth drop when she first saw them.

She always understood why the Shield got lots of attention from the female fans but seeing him like this, she was surprised that he wasn't mobbed everywhere he went.

"Man." Roman shook his head. "You keep going like that, you might not be able to wake up in the morning." Her eyes fell from the man to the three glasses of empty beer glasses that sat next to him, as Roman spoke.

"Yeah right." Dean dismissed his friend's warning as he nodded at the bartender who brought him his drink and took the three empty glasses away. "We both know that's not true." He held up the beer and turned toward them. "We both know that I can down three more of these and still get up earlier then you." He smirked before taking a drink of his beer.

She all but gasped when Roman and Seth agreed with the man. How could Dean think that he could down six beers and still get up in the morning, with no problems? If he was getting up at eleven fifty-nine, which still was technically in the morning, she might believe him, but she didn't think that was the case.

"What time are you guys getting up?" She asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.

"Seth and I are going to be hitting the gym tomorrow around six." Roman told her as Seth nodded in agreement. "We're going to mess around for a bit, while we wait for this one to finish his morning run." Roman pointed at Dean who had gone back to nursing his beer.

"So, we'll be up around five thirty." Seth chimed in.

"Five thirty!" Angel's eyes widened as she looked down at her phone; it was already eleven thirty. She couldn't believe that the two of them were planning on getting up in just six hours and hit the gym after staying out all night drinking.

But as she entertained that thought, she realized that Dean said that he was getting up before the two of them. "And what time are you getting up?" She asked as she completely turned towards Dean.

"Four." He stated as if it was common knowledge.

"Four?" She almost spat. "Like four it the morning. Like four and half hours from now?"

"Yep." Dean raised a brow at her.

Yep? She could just barely stop her mouth from dropping as she looked at the man in front of her. She thought the fact that Roman and Seth were getting up at five thirty was bad, at least if they left right now, they could get in about six hours. But Dean was planning on getting up in four and a half hours from now and seemed to have no intentions on leaving anytime soon.

"You're nuts." The words just slipped from her mouth as she shook her head, making Seth and Roman burst out laughing.

"Have you meet Dean Ambrose before?" Seth asked.

She ignored Seth, as she locked eyes with the man in front of her. "Do you really think you're going to be able to get up in four and half hours for a morning run, after downing four beers?"

When Dean didn't answer and just looked her in the eyes while taking another drink; she went to open her mouth again to yell at the man who clearly was caring about himself, but a big hand clamped her on the shoulder.

"Don't worry about him, he's indestructible." Roman sighed before turning back to his own beer. "Or so he says."

Angel looked from the men on her left back, to the man on her right. Indestructible? No one was indestructible. Though people were stupid and liked to beat themselves up and it seemed like Dean Ambrose was one of those people.

"So, what does little Miss Worry Wart have to do tomorrow?" Seth asked trying to change the subject, which in one way she was completely happy with and in another she wanted to lay into Dean a little more about needing to take care of himself better.

"Me…" She sighed letting Dean go for now "I'm doing nothing. I have nothing to do until Friday." At her meeting earlier with Stephanie McMahon, she was told that all she had to do this week was make sure that the boys made it to Smackdown in time.

"Well if you're bored tomorrow, you can always join us for the week." Roman offered. "It's going to be a lot of gym time but you're always welcome to come."

She would have something to do, other than stare at the ceiling and watch whatever horrible show was on TV. "I might just take you up on that."

"Maybe we'll get you pumped up." Seth winked at her.

"Yeah good luck with that." She said finishing the rest of her beer. While the three boys started to talk about training and exercise schedules, she excused herself to the restroom before heading out for the night. It was almost midnight and if she was getting up anytime in the early morning, she was going to need all the sleep she could get. She wasn't Dean Ambrose, Mr. Indestructible.

…

Beep. Beep. Beep. Angel groaned as the hotel alarm echoed through her room for the third time this morning. She was tempted to hit snooze once more, but knew she had to get up. Fighting the urge, she turned her head towards the flashing red number to turn the thing off.

Her sleepy eyes landed on the clock to see that it was six thirty in the morning, and another groan left her. She started to wish she didn't tell Seth and Roman that she would meet them in the gym this morning.

Sighing, she threw the blankets off and forced herself to rise from the warm, comfortable bed. Why did beds always feel like Heaven on Earth when it was time to get up? She stumbled into the bathroom to start her morning routine.

With her toothbrush still in her mouth, she staggered her way out of the bathroom and over to the end table to get her phone. Turning on the screen and groaning at the brightness of the thing.

She had two missed calls and a couple of texts all from Roman and Seth who were wondering if she was really going to meet them and telling her that they were training at DTO Crossfit, right now the street.

After she texted them back saying that she was sorry and that she was on her way, she quickly went back into the bathroom finished brushing her teeth and her hair before grabbing everything that she needed for the day. Throwing a breakfast bar into her bag, she made her way out of the hotel room.

It was seven-twenty when she finally got to the gym. Taking a deep breath, she walked into the lobby of the gym, showed her WWE ID to the man who met her as the bells on the door rang. The gym was closed to normal traffic, normally opening up at four pm but they were one of the few gyms that were letting WWE Superstars use the place before hours while they were here in Omaha.

"Thanks." She gave the man a smile as he let her into the main part of the gym which was a huge mostly black room that had all different kinds of equipment that she couldn't even begin to understand what they were for.

"There she is!" Seth called from a cross the empty room; Roman and him where the only two in gym. "Nice of you to join us."

She could feel her face heat up as she walked up to the two of them that were working with bigger weights then she had ever seen. "Sorry…" She rubbed the back of her neck. "I don't know where the time went this morning." She lied. Snoozing three times was where the time went.

Roman carefully placed the huge thing of weights that he was lifting on the ground by his feet before turning towards her. "You seem to always be running late."

"Yeah, it's not been the best week for me." She had totally forgotten she ran late yesterday as well.

Roman laughed as he grabbed the bottle of water off the floor before making his way towards her. Angel's face warmed as Roman stopped in front of her, while taking a swig of the water.

"Hey, don't worry about it." Roman gave her a gentle slap on the back before taking her bag for her and setting it next to his and Seth's. "We did end up keeping you at the bar until after midnight. So, we'll chalk this one up under 'our bad'."

Roman led her over to the other end of the room where she started to see more familiar types of exercising equipment. She felt relief as her eyes ran over different medicine balls, different size boxes, and stationary bikes sitting against the wall.

"I'm guessing you've never been to a Crossfit gym before, right?" Roman asked as he walked over to one of the stationary bikes.

"That would be correct."

He let out a laugh. "Then, why don't you warm up with on the bikes for a bit. Then when Dean gets here, we'll get to work." Roman patted the seat of the bike while winking at her.

Hesitating, she walked over to the thing. Sure, she wasn't opposed to exercise, she had even been to the gym once or twice, but something told her that this wasn't going to be like her normal workouts.

Well she always did want to get in shape…why not do it with the help of the Shield.

D.D.D

Dean cracked his neck as he walked into the gym that he told Seth and Roman he would meet them in after his morning run. Getting a nod from the guy who ran the gym, he made his way to the back to see his brothers-in-arms working with weights while off in the corner of the room, Angel was peddling her heart out on one of the stationary bikes.

"Hey man." Roman called out while doing shoulder presses. "How was the run?"

"Fine." He said pulling off his already sweaty shirt and throwing it over to the stack of bags he assumed was his teammates. "Can't believe she really showed up." He nodded over to Angel.

"We weren't sure if she was going to show either. She was 'running late' this morning." Seth grunted out as he took a break from the overhead squats he was doing when Dean walked in. "She's only been here for about twenty minutes."

"Why don't you get her stretched out before we start?" Roman asked before lifting the weights once again.

Dean let out a sigh as his eyes landed on the girl in the corner of the gym. He could tell just by looking at her that she was out of breath and probably ready to stop. In fact, he could see the sweat marks starting to from on her back, but that was probably due to fact that she had decided to wear sweatpants and a shirt with three quarter length sleeves. Not to mention that she left her long hair fall freely. Rookie moves.

Taking his water with him, he marched over towards the stationary bikes. As he stepped up to the side of the bike, he shook his head as her realized that she didn't noticed that he had stepped up beside her. His eyes glanced down and eyed up her headphones.

A smirk came to his face as he reached out pulled the left side of her headphone out of her ear, making her jump, and turn towards him. "Out of breath already?" He had to hold back the chuckle that was trying to work its way out of him as he watched those hazel eyes widened at him.

"Dean!" She coughed. "I didn't see you there." She told him as if it wasn't obvious. "What's up?"

"You know that the bikes are just for warmups, right?"

A sheepish look appeared on her face. "I don't exercise much."

He couldn't help but give her a 'well duh' look as he gestured for her to get off the bike. "Well you're just getting started now. Let's get you stretched out."

She reached down to the water bottle that sat next to the back wheel of the stationary bike before following him to the middle of the open arena. After she almost chugged her entire water they started to stretch. And wouldn't you know it for being a petit chick she could only barely touch her toes.

At one point during one of the stretches they were doing, he happened to look up see her twisting her hips funny while trying to mimic him. Damn it. He sighed standing straight up and walking over to stand behind her.

"You're twisting your hips." He placed his hands on her hips forcing her to hold them correctly. "You should feel it stretching your lower back, and quads" He felt her body tense with each moment he held her in spot. He frowned as he looked down at her face expecting to see a look of pain, but instead she was blushing.

He rolled his eyes at her. He couldn't understand how someone could be so innocent that they grew embarrassed over someone helping them stretch. Although…He took a second and noticed his position with her. Angel was bent over in a sort of yoga downward dog position and he was standing behind her, pressing down and holding onto her hips.

Realizing what must have been going through Angel's head, he pulled away from her quickly. This was why he didn't do innocent. As he gave a roll to his still stiff shoulder, she stood up. Her face was still red and her eyes running around the room landing anywhere but on him.

"So, what's next?" She asked as she placed her hands on those slender hips, where his were just moments ago.

"It's time for the real workout." He said noticing Roman and Seth making their way over. Without another word, he walked over to the wall and grabbed two of the wooden boxes, one for him and one for her.

"So how you doing?" Dean heard Seth snicker as he walked back.

"Fine." She nodded as she took a deep breath. "I'm fine."

"Are you sure." Roman asked as the instructor walked to the front of them. "You can take a break if you need to."

"No, I'm alright." She told them, though everyone in the room knew that wasn't the truth. She was wobbly on her feet, her legs undoubtedly felt like jelly from the stationary bike. Her chest was still rising and falling quickly, and she was covered in sweat. She should go sit down, but if she wanted to push herself then it was her problem.

"Here." He threw the smaller of the two boxes that he grabbed down at her feet, earning him a confused face from the girl. "You're going to need it for class."

"Well then, thank you." She finally looked up at him for the first time since becoming embarrassed when they were stretching.

"Where's mine." Seth asked trying to grab for the box still in his hand.

He quickly pulled his arm back so Seth couldn't reach it. "Go get your own." He rolled his eyes as Seth pouted.

"Alright!" The instructor clapped his hands making everyone look at him. "It's not every day that we get WWE Superstars in here for a class." He said with a huge smile on his face. Great we got a fan here. "So, we're going to start off easy with some box jumps and move on from there, sound good?"

As he threw his box down in front of his own feet, he found himself sneaking a look at the girl beside him, as the instructor went over what their workout was going to be today. Her eyes had lit up when he had said that they were 'starting easy.' She had no idea what she was in for. He meant easy for people who work out on a daily basis and who do Crossfit, not for a chick who gets as out of breath as she did on the warmup stationary bike.

Trying to fight the smirk that was trying to work its way onto his face, he leaned over and whispered into her ear. "You think you can keep up?"

She jumped slightly but quickly regained herself and turned towards him with a small smile. "I'm going to try."

A.A.A

How in God's green earth did she even slightly feel like she could keep up with the Shield's workout, let alone Dean Ambrose; who she now believed was as indestructible as he said he was. She was still amazed at the stuff she had seen him do in the gym the last couple of days; and her body still ached as she thought about it.

Though her body ached even without thinking about it; with each step down the hall of the Wells Fargo Arena, her body screamed at her to stop moving. Two days of working out with the Shield and one day of traveling really did a number on her. Every part of her body felt both stiff and like jelly at the same time. She could feel her muscles twitch and shake with each movement. Though she had to push through it, she had to make sure the Shield boys were ready for their match tonight on Smackdown.

Sighing in relief, her eyes locked onto the door marked locker room. However, when she was about to reach out and give the thing a knock to warn the male Superstars that she was coming in, someone called her name from down the hall.

"Miss Miles."

She turned around to see a member of the production crew standing there with a clip board and a headset. "Hey." She smiled at the man as he made his way up to her. "What's up?"

"Just wanted to give you a heads up, the Shield's match has been pushed back a bit. Daniel Bryan wants address what happened Monday, so we're going to start with him and then it will be your guys match." He told her as he looked down at the clipboard. "Is that ok with you?"

She didn't see why it wouldn't be ok. "Yeah, that's fine."

"Alright, we start in thirty minutes."

She thanked the man before turning back towards the locker room. Taking a deep breath, she knocked before she opened the door slowly. "Female entering." She called through the room, giving just enough time for someone to call out to her, not to come in. After nothing came, she opened the door all the way and tried her best to look like she wasn't half limping as she walked past everyone in the locker room.

Smiling and greeting everyone, she walked towards the back of the room where the Shield was known to take over. And take it over they did. She gave a little sigh as she saw Roman and Seth standing in front of the last couple of lockers getting ready for the show. Seth was putting on his gloves while Roman was lacing up his boots. Her eyes then traveled across the way to Dean who was sitting at the folding table, with his feet propped up and earbuds in his ears.

Over the last couple of days of hanging with them, she had noticed that Dean was the quickest when it came to getting ready, while Seth and Roman liked to take their time. Which had led to a lot of awkward moments of her and him sitting around waiting for their teammates to finish getting ready. She had gotten used to pretending that there wasn't an awkwardness between her and the six-foot four man, as they waited for Seth and Roman.

"Hey guys." She called out over the low rumble of all the others in the locker room.

"Hey." Seth and Roman turned towards her with slight smiles on their faces. "Look who's running on time."

"Ha, ha." She rolled her eyes playfully at the multicolored haired man. "I told you I was having an off week."

"Weeks not over, toots." Seth winked at her.

Giving him yet another eye roll, she turned so that she was mainly looking at Roman and Dean. "Oh hey, I just learned that your match has been pushed back slightly, Daniel Bryan wants to go out and address what happened on Monday at the beginning of the show."

Roman nodded his head as she spoke. "Not surprising after what happened between him and Kane."

She agreed completely, though they didn't stay on Monday for the last part of the show, she found out right away about Kane coming out at the end of Randy and Daniel's match to interfere. Though it didn't go the way that Kane wanted it to as Daniel was still able to get the pinfall. Which Randy and Kane apparently weren't too happy about because they went after Daniel after the match, ending in Kane choke slamming the man.

When she watched the highlights of the match on YouTube she couldn't believe her eyes, Kane and Daniel were once tag team partners, Team Hell No. The unlikely team that she really liked. And now…Kane was choke slamming the man.

She shook her head trying to get her head back into her job. "Are you ready for your match tonight?"

Yesterday, the three of them had easily decided that Dean and Roman were going to be the ones fight Dolph Ziggler and Kofi Kingston tonight, due to the fact that the two of them barley get to have two on two tag matches. Which took her by surprise, she was expecting the decision to end up going bad. In fact, after learning that they were going to have a two on two tag team match instead of a three on three, she started to dread how they were going to pick who was going to be the one sitting out.

She thought that the three of them would end up in a full out brawl, but what really happened was Roman turned towards Seth and explained why he thought that Dean and him should have the match and Seth agreed almost instantly. She never in a million years thought it would be that easy.

"I'm always ready." Roman gave her a wink before turning towards Dean who was looking up at the ceiling with his earbuds still in his ears. A sigh came from the powerhouse of the Shield as he turned towards his bag that was sitting in one of the lockers. After rummaging around in his bag, he turned back around with a pen in his hand. Glaring at Dean, Roman threw the pen across the room and hit the man in the cheek.

Dean's head snapped up towards them, with a glare in his eyes and his mouth open. "What?" He asked pulling his earbuds out.

"Get ready the shows starting soon." Roman told him.

"I was waiting for you." Dean sighed as he rolled his earbuds around his phone and stood up.

Angel watched as he gave his cracked his neck and rolled his left shoulder. Though he tried not to show it, she knew that his arm was still bothering him since his fight on Monday.

She had picked up on the small tells that he had. Yesterday after they got to Des Moines, Iowa they were giving a couple of hours of ring time to train, which they used to have a few practice matches. At one point, Seth was having a match with Dean and had gotten a hold of Dean's left arm. He flipped him over so that he was laying on his stomach and put him into a submission hold that had his arm behind his back. Even before Seth applied any pressure to the arm, Dean's expression changed, his lips pursed and his brows slightly furrowed. After a few moments of lying there, Dean had fought his way out of the hold. Though once he was free, he paced around the ring and roll his left shoulder over and over before getting back into the practice.

Dean got up and put his phone in his bag before turning around with a scowl on his face. "Let's go."

She followed the three of them back through the locker room and out into the hallway, though as they made their way down the hall, she took a wrong step on her swore legs and pain shot up through her stiff body. Trying as hard as she could, she strained to ignore the soreness in her body and kept walking, though it soon became apparent that she didn't hide the pain as well as she thought she did, when she noticed Seth and Dean looking down at her.

"You ok?" Seth asked.

"Yeah, I'm ok" She gave Seth a smile to reinsure him. "Just a little sore from working out this week."

"You know you don't have to push yourself so hard, right?" Seth smirked as her as they passed the gorilla and headed up to the entrance in the stands. "We're the ones who get beaten up for a living, not you."

And she thanked God for that. After seeing them practice, she was glad that she wasn't the one going into the ring tonight.

However, she already knew firsthand what a Superstar could do… Her hand rose up to touch her still healing face.

Giving herself an internal shake, as they got to their spots at the upper entrance of the arena.

"Camera's roll on Smackdown in two minutes."

Brookeworm3: The Wyatts are creepy! And I hope that Angel does get to stand clear of them. And I loved the promo too! I just hope i lived up to what it was really like! It's one of my favorites.

Labinnacslove: Thank you! I'm glad you liked the chapter!

Skovko: She is slowly becoming part of them and I'm so happy that it shows that she's just flowing into the team!