Welcome to Chapter Thirty Two! This one was hard for me to write for some reason. I hope you enjoy it! More coming soon.

Tuesday: February 25, 2014

Edited: 8/6/19

Chapter Thirty-Two

The turbulence from the plane landed jolted Angel awake. Trying to regain her senses on where she was and what she was doing, she looked around the plane to see everyone around her getting ready to disembark.

Reaching under her seat, she grabbed out her backpack that she used as a carry on and put it on her lap. Giving a glance out of the window she gave a small smile. "Home sweet home."

After a little bit of time, they were allowed out of the plane, and just like everyone around her she stood up with a groan. Her body was feeling the effects of sitting in the same seat for a while.

Slowly, she made her way out into the airport and almost as soon as feet touched down on the airport floor she heard her name being called loudly. "Angel!"

Turning she saw her mom and dad standing there with a large embarrassing sign with her graduation picture blown up on it. "Really?" She sighed as she pointed down to the sign. "You just had to go all embarrassing parent on me, didn't you?"

"Of course." Her mom smiled as she pulled her into a huge hug. "Who would we be if we didn't try to embarrass you. Plus, if I only get you to see you once a month I'm going to get in all of the embarrassment when I can."

"I missed you too Mom." She patted the woman's back. She knew that embarrassment was her mom's way of saying that she missed her.

"What am I chopped liver?" Her dad laughed.

After a little bit of time her mom finally let her go and she turned and got the same treatment from her dad. "How are you, kiddo?"

"Good, tired."

"I'm sure." He gave a hardy laugh. "Running around the country would do that to anyone." He pulled away from her and grabbed her small backpack. "Why don't we get you home, so you can take a nap."

"That would be so nice." Though as they went to move, her mom grabbed her once more and peered into her face. "Is something wrong?"

"I'm just making sure there's not any new injuries that you didn't tell us about." She said forcing Angel to turn her head back and forth.

She swatted the hands away. "Mom, I'm fine. No new injuries." She kind of lied…She did have a small bump on the back of her head from where she smashed her head against Erick Rowan but her mom didn't need to know about that.

"Well good," Her mom put her hands on her hips. "If you came home two times in a row with injuries, I was going to call and give your bosses a piece of my mind. Then I'm going to call those boys of yours and yell at them for failing their job."

She almost laughed as she thought about her mom calling the McMahons and yelling at them. She knew that it wouldn't go very well, but it still would be funny. Not to mention if her mom called the boys to yell at them. Roman would probably listen and say sorry, Seth would just shake his head at her and Dean would probably talk back. Which would end up in him and her mom going back and forth until someone pulled them away from each other.

"I'm fine Mom. No reason to make phones calls."

"Well that's good" She nodded her head. "Momma bear was about to get her grove on."

"Girls, why don't we go get her bags; so we can get sleepy here home, so she can go night night." Her dad laughed as he put his arms around both of them and guided towards baggage claim.

As they walked toward baggage claim, Angel couldn't help but tune out her parents who were talking about things that happened over the three weeks she had been away. It wasn't that she didn't care about what they were talking about, she just couldn't get her mind to focus on it.

As they walked up to the carousel that people's bags spun around on, her eyes locked on a familiar looking one. "Oh, there it is." After checking for the WWE employ tag that was tied around the handle of the bag, she stepped forward and grabbed it. Though as she tried to pull it off the belt, her arm knocked into the man beside her.

"Sorry!" She looked up at the man.

"It's fine." He turned back towards her. "Always crowded at baggage…. Hey aren't you Angel Miles."

Her eyes widened slightly as she looked up at the man. "I am." She said as she glanced back at her mom and dad.

"Oh man!" The man scrambled into his bag until he pulled out a black hoodie. "I'm a huge Shield fan." He said unfolding the hoodie to reveal the Shield logo.

"Wow!" She was baffled. Someone had recognized her from WWE. This hadn't happened without being with Seth, Roman, and Dean. They were a lot more noticeable then her. "It's really nice to meet a fan of the boys." She put out her hand to shake his.

Quickly he fumbled about almost dropping his things to be able to shake her hand. "I'm not just a fan of the 'boys'" He gave a chuckle. "I think that the Shield needed a female touch. As soon as they ran out that night to stop Randy, I knew that you were going to be a good thing for them." All she could do was stand there and blink as she shook the man's hand. It was so strange to hear someone talk to her about her. "Do you think by any chance that I could get a picture?"

"Um." She tried not to show how taken back she was at the question. "Sure." She smiled.

"Cool!" He dropped her hand and instantly pulled out his phone. After maneuvering themselves so that they were standing next to each other, he snapped the picture. And instantly she found herself hoping that it looked good.

"I can take the photo for you." She heard her dad speak up as he slowly made his way over towards them.

"Would you?" The guys sounded more than happy as he handed over his phone.

Angel watched as her dad placed the welcome banner between his legs, before playing around with the man's phone. "Alright ready?" She could see the smug look on her dads as he counted down for the picture.

After hearing about ten clicks of the camera her dad finally handed the phone back to the man. "Thanks!" The man smiled as he looked down at the thing with a huge smile.

"Did it turn out good?" She asked hoping her smile didn't seem fake for that her tiredness didn't come out in the photo.

"Yeah, thanks!" He said looking up from the phone.

After a few awkward moments of standing there nodding their heads, she grabbed her bag. "Well it was nice to meet you, but if you don't mind; I need some sleep."

"Oh sure!" He answered quickly as he collected his own things. "Road life, I understand."

"Have a good one." With one more smile to the man, she turned away from him and made her way over to her mom and dad who were standing a little away from them.

"Our little famous girl." Her dad picked.

"Stop it." She laughed pushing the man slightly. "That was the first time that had ever happened."

"Oh, I'm sure." He chuckled back at her.

"It was." She told him.

"Uh huh." He smirked as he turned towards his wife. "Let's get you home before you get mobbed."

As they started out of the airport her mom gave her a little nudge. "Maybe with this new-found fame, you'll finally meet someone.""

"Mom!" Her face instantly warmed up.

"I'm just saying." She put her hands up in surrender. "Just think about it; traveling all over, you might meet someone interesting."

She shook her head at her mom. What she didn't know was that she had already met plenty of interesting people since joining the WWE. There was Renee, the Shield themselves, The Bellas, Stephanie and Hunter, not to mention the Wyatts and Randy Orton. Almost everyone who worked for WWE was interesting. But she knew what her mother was getting at.

"Hon, do you really think that she'll be able to date, while paling around with the Shield?" Her dad laughed. "They're going to chase away any suitors."

At the mention of the Shield her mom's eyes lit up and a groan escaped from Angel's lips at she knew what was coming.

"Speaking of the Shield. What about one of them?" Her mom asked as if it was the simplest thing in the world. "They seem nice, and they're good looking."

"Mom…" She groaned. "We've been through this. Roman is practically married, Seth has a girlfriend and Dean doesn't like me like that." Or at least I don't think Dean likes me like that. For the first time she questioned the words that came from her lips as her mind went instantly back to what happened last night in the elevator. No no no. She shook her head.

She knew it meant nothing, just Dean doing something stupid while being drunk. The man could barely stand on his own two feet let alone know what he was doing.

Though as she tried to shake the thought from her mind, she felt her lips started to tingle and heat up. Like she could feel his lips against hers again. Bringing the back of her hand up to her mouth, she let to a small sigh.

Stop! She yelled at herself. She didn't like Dean that way. She didn't. So why was she so fixated this?

"Earth to Angel." Her mom's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "You in there?"

She blinked as she looked around to see her mom staring up at her. "Yeah I'm here."

"You're spacing out again." Her dad laughed slightly.

She shook her head as she let out a yawn. "Sorry."

"Don't be." Her mom smiled at her, with an almost knowing look. "Always on the road like that I'm sure you don't get that much sleep."

"It's just been a busy couple of days." She wasn't lying it had been a busy couple of days, due to things like the Elimination Chamber, but it didn't help that she couldn't get to sleep last night. She was too busy trying to get herself to stop thinking about how close her and Dean were. How his body pressed against her, how his lips felt against hers, how his body heat seemed to warm her up from the lips down.

"Then, I guess it's a good thing that I brought your blanket with us, so you can take a nap in the car." Her dad said sounding almost proud of himself.

"Oh that sounds wonderful."

…

Angel grumbled as she slowly opened her eyes and looked around at her bed room. Her eyes landing on the small steampunkish clock that hung on the wall next to her bedroom door and sighed. It was seven o clock, though she didn't know if that was AM or PM.

Giving her body a stretch, she turned towards the noise that woke her. Her eyes landed on her phone. Laying back on her pillow, she sheepishly reached over and grabbed the phone. Not bothering to look at the screen she hit the talk button and brought it to her ear.

"Hello?" She let out a yawn that she hoped the whoever was on the other end couldn't hear.

"Angel?" A deep gruff voice hit her. "Hey, it's Dean."

Dean!? Her eyes snapped opened wide and she almost jolted out her bed. "Oh, hey, hi." She fumbled with her phone. "Um what's up, Dean?"

There was a pause on the other end before she heard a loud breath. "Sounds like I woke you."

She blinked and quickly cleared her thought. "No, it's fine." She scooted herself up against the headrest. "I should have been up from my nap like an hour ago." Another pause filled the conversation. "Is everything ok?" She didn't peg Dean as someone who would call just to say hi. There had to be something wrong or something that he needed to talk about.

Another loud breath echoed through the phone, as she also heard the sounds of something rustling. "I wanted to call to apologize about how much of an asshole I was yesterday." She was surprised by how small Dean's voice sounded as he spoke. "Seth and Roman told me what happened..."

Her eyes widened as she realized what he was talking about. "Oh?"

"Yeah…" He let out a sigh as she heard the rustling again. "It was a shitty thing for me to do. I took advantage of you while you were just trying to help me. It was such an asshole move."

She could hear the anger behind his voice. She knew that he was angry at himself and it made her feel bad. "You were drunk." She sighed. "You weren't thinking…"

"Stop! Don't fucking do that." His voice grew harder.

"What?"

"Don't do this nice girl, I'll forgive everything thing." He told her. "I know it's in your nature but don't do it. Not this time."

She shook her head even though she knew he couldn't see her. "This isn't like that."

"What do you mean this isn't like that?" He kind of gave a chuckle. "You were just pissed with me earlier today and now your backing down."

She blinked. "I wasn't angry with you. When did you think I was angry with you?"

"At the gym. You didn't seem to want anything to do with me." He sounded dumbfounded. "If you weren't angry with me then what was that?"

A blush came to her face as she thought back to this morning at the gym. "I wasn't mad." She sighed as she tried to figure out how to phase it. She wasn't mad, she was embarrassed. "There was a lot on my mind lately and after what happened, when I saw you I didn't know what to do." She heard her own voice started to weaver. "I felt really awkward, especially because you didn't seem to be as embarrassed as me."

She heard the man on the other side of the phone take a deep breath. "The only reason why I wasn't as embarrassed as you, is because I don't remember what happened when I was drunk. Roman and Seth had to even tell me that I….that I kissed you."

As Dean spoke she could feel a weird feeling in her chest, it was almost like a choking feeling. She felt like a fool that Dean himself couldn't remember the thing that she couldn't forget.

"Yeah so…" Dean cleared his throat. "So, it wasn't because of me, that Seth had you hitting the punching bag?"

Letting a small snicker, she shook her head. "No, not because of you."

"Good, he said that you want learn how to defend yourself and I was worried that it was due to me." More rustling came through the phone. "I do think that's a great idea that you want to learn to defend yourself. In our line of work that's a good thing to know."

She nodded her head as she gathered up her blanket around her. "I just wanted to stop being a damsel in distress. I want people like Bray to take me more serious." Though she knew that it wasn't just Bray that didn't take her serious, she imagined that a lot of the people at work didn't.

"If you want people to make take you more seriously, learning to defend yourself is a good start, but what you really need to do is let yourself go."

"Let myself go?"

"Yeah, you got to let yourself be yourself. Because this timid little yes girl isn't you." He said plainly.

Timid little yes girl? "I didn't realize that's what people thought about me." She said as her chest grew tight. She knew that ever since starting at WWE she had been walking on eggshells, trying to make sure she didn't get in the way or do anything wrong. But she never thought that it was that bad.

Almost instantly she could hear Dean sigh as more rustling echoed through the phone. "I didn't mean it like that…"

"Then how did you mean it?" It was kind of hard to think that he meant it any other way then how he said it.

"The 'timid yes girl' isn't who you are, but you are letting everyone think it is." He explained very carefully. "Seth, Roman, and I know that. And I'm sure that Big E knows it." He sighed. "Hell, everyone who watched you yell at me knows that you're not just some timid thing." He gave a small chuckle. "Let people see that side of you and they'll take you seriously."

"I was just really angry then." She snickered.

"But it wasn't just then. You're never timid when you're worried about one of us, or when you're talking on the mic." He pointed out.

"What do you mean? I'm super nervous when I'm talking on the mic."

"You might be nervous, but you're not timid about it. You stand up there with a huge smile on your face and you speak your mind." She blinked at Dean's words. "Do more of that and you'll have everyone eating out of your fucking hands."

"I don't know about that."

D.D.D.

Shit. He had called to apologize for being a total ass, but now here he was giving life advice. What the fuck has gotten into me? Dean sighed as he adjusted his spot on the couch yet again. This time so he was laying on his side staring at the muted TV, that was showing a commercial for some sort of cream that was supposed to take years off of the face.

"Alright you got me, what's with all the rustling going on over there?" He heard her giggle.

"Rustling?"

"Yeah. Every now and then I hear a rustling noise."

His eyebrows drew together as he thought about what the rustling noise could be. "I'm not doing anything, just chilling on the couch." A wave of laughter came from the other end of the phone; it was as if he had just said the funniest thing that she had ever heard.

"What's so funny?"

"I… I can't picture you 'chilling on the couch'." She said as she tried to catch her breath.

He shook his head. "Why not? I'm a pretty chill dude."

"You?" She let out another chuckle. "You can barely stand still without getting all twitchy."

"I didn't say I wasn't antsy, I said that I was chill."

"True, true." She laughed. "So, let me guess, you're laying on the couch with your feet propped up, drinking a beer?"

Glancing up, he looked at his feet that were sitting on the arm of the couch. "Yeah, kinda." He chuckled. "Though I don't have a beer, I need to go shopping."

"'I'm sure." The girl on the phone went quiet. "Thank you, Dean."

Taken back, he blinked his eyes. "Thank you?" What the hell was she thanking me for?

"For this." She sighed. "For calling, for being honest; it means a lot to me."

His mouth opened as if he was going to say something, but his brain hadn't even processed what she said. Clearing his throat, he felt the claustrophobic feeling hit him. He brought his free hand up to his chest and rubbed his peck, trying to sooth the itching, as he tried to figure out what to say.

"Angel!" He heard a voice he didn't recognize come over the phone. "Oh, you're awake."

"Hey Mom." He could hear her scrambling around on the other end. "What's up."

"Just wanted to let you know that dinner is done."

"Oh ok, thank you."

Sitting there for a moment, Dean waited until he heard Angel let out a sigh before talking again. "Dinner time, huh?"

"Yep."

"Well then, I should let you go." He rolled back onto his back.

"Oh…yeah." Her voice got small.

"Enjoy your dinner and I'll see you on Friday."

"Yep, see you on Friday."

Brookeworm3: It is a move! Don't worry they will fix it! I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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