Welcome to Chapter Thirty Nine! I hope you like this chapter, it took me forever to write.

Monday Night Raw: March 10, 2014

Edited: 8/8/19

Chapter Thirty Nine

"That's how you do it!" Angel giggled as she watched Dean give Seth a smack on the chest as they made their way backstage. It was nice to see that Dean was getting back to better terms with Seth or at least good enough terms that he was celebrating their win with him.

Though who wouldn't be celebrating after that match. Seth and Roman's match against the Rhodes Brothers might not have been the slaughter that the boys thought it would be, it was still a very fun match. One that took her for surprise over and over. Especially that ending.

However ever since the end of the match, her mind had been on something completely different. She was trying to put together two and two when it came to this mystery match tomorrow that Michael Cole had been talking about. He had said something about Dean having a match against Mark Henry at Main Event tomorrow for the United States Championship. But she had never heard a word about this match, in fact she didn't even know that they were going to be needed at Main Event.

And if she didn't know about the match, she knew that Dean had no idea about this rematch that he was going to have in just a few hours. Letting out a sigh, she looked up at the man in front of her. How on Earth was she going to break the news to him?

"Congratulations boys." Kane seemed to step out of the shadows, clapping his hands slowly. "Congratulations indeed."

All four of them stopped dead in their spots as they turned and looked up at the Director of Operations. Instantly she could tell that all the good feelings and celebration was gone.

"What do we owe this pleasure?" Seth said sounding less than thrilled.

Kane didn't seem fazed by Seth's tone as he stood there with a smirk on his face. "I'm here on behalf of the Authority to congratulate you on your victory tonight."

"Oh?" Dean pursed his lips as he looked up at Kane. "Does that mean you're going to tell about this 'job' that you have for us?"

Kane's smirk grew as he turned his attention to Dean. "Seth and Roman have proven that they are still valuable assets to the Authority. You on the other hand…have not."

"Right." Dean nodded his head and strummed his fingers against the US title. "I'm guessing that I'm going to have a 'chance' to prove myself."

"You do." Kane told him. "Tomorrow."

She watched as the wheels in Dean's head started turning. "Alright…so are you going to tell me who I'm going up against?"

"Mark Henry." She burled out before Kane even had a chance to answer. Now it all made sense about why there was a secret match that she hadn't heard about and it was so Kane had the chance to drop this bombshell on Dean himself. Which meant she had just ruined his plan.

Bracing for the glare that she was sure she was going to be getting, she looked up at the man, though nothing could prepare her for the dark glare that was aimed right at her.

I just had to open my mouth. She sighed as she shrunk back in her spot. Much to her surprise her line of sight to Kane was cut off by two broad shoulders as both Dean and Roman stepped up in front of her shoulder to shoulder.

Kane gave a chuckle as he turned his attention back to Dean. "Yes. That is correct." He crossed his arms. "Mark Henry wanted a rematch and the Authority thought it would be best for business."

"Of course, you did." She heard Dean mumble under his breath.

"Plus, we want to see whether or not you can beat Mark Henry by yourself or if you still need the help of your teammates."

She was quite confused when she saw Kane's eyes didn't go over to Seth and Roman but towards her. Was he saying that she was the one that help Dean with his match? What kind of help would she provided? It wasn't like she was about to jump in the ring and threaten to take on the World's Strongest Man by herself. That would be a bad idea.

"On behalf of the Authority, I wish you good luck." Kane gave a chuckle as he turned around and left them standing there in the hallway.

"Shit." Dean grumbled as he swung his fist out at nothing. "I should have known he would pull something like this."

Sighing she gave a sigh as she watched Seth and Roman try to pump and calm Dean down at the same time. Part of her wanted to go over and join in and help them, but she had her own things to worry about.

This sudden match out of nowhere changed everything that she had planned. And now she had to be Miss Manger and call the hotel to could get their rooms for three days sooner then they originally planned on, not to mention that she had get a rental car for the trip, the two-hour trip that they now had to make someone either tonight or tomorrow morning.

"Angel, are you alright?" She heard someone ask.

She looked up to see all three of them looking at her with a puzzled look on their faces. "Huh?"

"You seem like you're off in LaLa land." Seth laughed at him.

"Yeah, sorry." She smiled up at him. "I was just trying to figure out all the plans I needed to change now that we're need for Main Event." She sighed. "While I make a few phone calls why don't you guys pack up so we can head out."

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Dean let out a huge groan as he leaned back against the cold concrete wall of the of the arena hallway. He had to leave the locker room because it was so loud even with his earbuds in, and he needed a nice quiet place to be able to come up with a game plan for tomorrow. How on Earth was he going to beat a guy that he had to be DQed against last time, just to stop from losing his title?

Drawing in a long inhale he let his eyes close and let his mind wonder while music blasted in his ears. Though almost as soon as he shut out the rest of the world, something grabbed his arm.

His eyes snapped open and he looked down to see Angel standing next to him looking exhausted. "Hey, what's up?" He asked as he pulled his earbuds out and turned off his music.

"I was going to ask you that." She yawned. "Why you are waiting out here all by yourself?"

"I needed peace and quiet to think." He wrapped his earbuds around his phone and put it into his pocket. "Other than that, just waiting for you."

"Yeah, I'm sorry." She rubbed the back of her neck. "I didn't think that it was going to take that long. Turns out that hotels don't like it when you change your reservations this close to when you supposed to be there. Especially when you're trying to come in three days earlier than expected."

He kind of felt bad as he looked down at Angel. Before she was their manager, when things like this happened, they just seemed to be magically taken care of but now all the hassle falls on her shoulders. "Sounds rough."

"Yeah, but it's my job." She gave him a small smile. "I'm just happy that I was able to make it work."

"Well that's good." He cursed at himself, hoping that he didn't sound as stupid as he felt he did. He had known for a long time that small talk wasn't something that he was very good but for some reason he felt like he should at least try with her. Although the more he did try the more stupid he felt.

"We're going to be running around like chickens with their heads chopped off tomorrow." She sighed. "We have to get up, go to the gym, grab something to eat and head out for North Little Rock…."

Her voice started to tune out as he looked down at her. His eyes dropped from her eyes to her lips and the mischievous part of his mind turned on. If he leaned in and gave her a kiss right now, what would she do? Would she even let him? Would she blush?

Of course, she would blush. She blushed over the smallest of things. He had seen her blush over asking for if someone had a pencil before. Damn it. He almost let out a groan.

He had slowly developed a love for the way she looked when she was blushing and the way she tried to hide it. Especially when she tried to hide it from Roman, after they kissed last time. It was so cute that he almost broke. God, the more he thought about the more he wanted to see the look again.

Without thinking he leaned forward, his eyes glued to her lips.

"Angel?" A voice stopped him when he was just inches away from pressing his lips against hers.

Letting out a groan he pulled away quickly and turned around. He didn't know if he should be happy or pissed that someone interrupted him, all he knew was he was so close….

Glancing over his shoulder, he looked at the crew member who was making their way up towards Angel.

"Hey?" She didn't seem fazed at all. "What's up?"

"Michael Cole is looking for you."

"He's looking for me?" She blinked at the man.

"Yeah he wants to talk to you about something." The crew member told her. "He's in the gorilla waiting for you, right now."

"Oh ok." Dean watched as she instantly grew tense as she turned towards him. "Well I guess I'll go see what Michael Cole wants." She sighed. "Hopefully this doesn't take as long. If everyone is ready, we'll leave when I'm finish."

Dean nodded as she basically ran down the hallway. After she disappeared out of the line of sight, he leaned back against the wall again. He couldn't believe that he had just been inches away from kissing Angel once again.

If it wasn't of the crew member, he would have. Not being able to stop himself, he glared at the man that was sauntering off.

What the hell is wrong with me.

A.A.A

Angel was almost out of the breath as she raced down the hallway towards the gorilla. The whole way there, she tried to figure out what Michael Cole wanted with her. They have seen each other in passing and of course she knew how he was, but the whole time working here, she hadn't been introduced to the man at all. So why did he want to speak to her now?

As the gorilla came into the view, she saw Michael Cole standing there surrounded by different crew members and staff, talking all about the show. She felt kind of awkward interrupting them, but she forced herself to walk up to the group of people.

"Um excess me." She said fiddling with the bottom of her shirt.

"Angel!" Michael Cole turned and called out to her. "Hello there. I don't think we've ever officially met." As he stepped forward and put out his hand for her and the group of crew members and staff seemed to vanish.

She took his hand and gave it shake. "We haven't. And let me just say it's an honor meeting you."

"Thank you and let me tell you that it's an honor to meet the wonderful manager of the Shield."

"Thank you." She could feel her face grow warm at the compliment and didn't that just make her feel more embarrassed then before.

"Well, I'm sure your wondering why I called for you." He said getting right down to business. "I was wondering if by any chance I could get a one on one interview with you tomorrow during the taping of Main Event."

Her breath got caught in her throat as she looked up at the man in front of her. "An interview with me?" She asked. Maybe she misheard him. Surly he wanted to interview one of the boys or all three of them.

Though when he nodded his head, she felt the weight of the world hit her shoulders. "I want to get to know the infamous Angel Miles a bit better and I'm sure that the WWE Universe would like to as well." Infamous? "So, what do you say?"

"Um…" She chewed on her bottom lip. What did she say? "Yeah that sounds like fun." She forced herself to say yes as her brain was throwing up a whole load of red flags. This interview didn't sound like fun at all. These one on one interviews normally went more in depth with things unlike the interviews with Renee.

"Good." He nodded, and as if on cue a few staff members came back over and surrounded him. It was like they were waiting in the wings for them to finish. Maybe they were. "See you tomorrow then."

She watched as Michael Cole was quickly escorted down the hall. Which was fine with her. She felt like she was going to have a full-blown panic attack and she would rather that the legendary Michael Cole wasn't around to see it.

Trying to take deep breaths, she thought about what he could possibly ask her during their one on one interview tomorrow and all the answers she was coming up with just made her panic more. She was almost a hundred percent sure that he was going to ask her about Randy's attack and about what happened at Elimination Chamber.

Giving her head a shake, she tried to get her mind off the impending interview and back on her job as she made her way to the locker room to get ready to leave. She ended up reciting the Shield's schedule over and over just to make sure the interview didn't creep back into her mind.

Finally getting to the locker room, she gave a knock on the door and waited for her ok. As soon as she heard someone say that she was good to come in, she quickly opened the door and made her way through to where Her and the boys' stuff was piled up.

That's when she noticed that only one of the three men that she was looking for was sitting at the metal fold up table. Pausing a moment, she slowly walked up to the side of the table. "Hey, where did Seth and Roman go?"

Dean glanced up and gave his neck a crack. "They went down to catering, to gather up some leftovers."

She gave a nod and looked around to see that they boys had already packed up their things and judging by the way Dean was lounging around it was safe to say that they were ready to go. Which was good. She wanted to get back to the hotel and go to sleep; between fighting with the hotels and the rental car place and now stressing about the interview, she was exhausted.

"So, what did Cole want?"

"Oh, he wants to have an interview with me tomorrow during Main Event." She said trying to sound like she wasn't having a heart attack, as she went through her bag making sure she wasn't forgetting anything.

"You don't sound thrilled by this." She heard Dean chuckle slightly.

"I'm just nervous." She looked over her shoulder to see that he was now leaning forward with his elbows on his knees as he watched her. "I'm just worrying about how I'm going to answer some of his questions." She sighed. "Like what if he asks me about Elimination Chamber."

He popped the gum that he was chewing on. "If he asks then just tell him that we thought it would be better if you weren't out there during the fight so that we left you backstage or something like that."

"But what if he asks about you?"

"Then." He paused for a moment. "Then tell him that I ended up being knocked out in the hallway."

Well that answered what she was going to say about Elimination Chamber, but there was a part of her that felt bad. She knew that Dean didn't want people to think that he was knocked out by Bray Wyatt, but they weren't allowed to talk about the true reason that he wasn't able to come back to the match. She gave a shudder.

"There's something else, isn't there." Dean asked.

She looked up at him and sighed…. "Randy."

Dean cocked his head. "What about Randy?"

"This is my first interview, so I have a feeling that he's going to ask me about what happened between me and Randy. Or at least how I met the Shield."

"And?"

"And, it's still a strange thing for me to talk about." She played with the strap of her little backpack. "Plus, don't really know what happened."

"You don't know what happened?"

"I never watched the video of that night."

Dean let out a deep breath as he leaned back in his chair. "You haven't watched the video?"

"I can't seem to bring myself to do it." She told him. "I've tried a couple of times, but each time, I freak out and turn it off." She turned completely away from him in embarrassment. She knew that it was stupid that she couldn't bring herself to watch a video that was over a month old.

A sigh came from the man. "Would it help if I watched it with you?"

"What?" She turned back towards him, to see that he was picking at some of the chipped off paint on the table.

"Would it help you if I watched the video with you?" His eyes flickered up towards her before going back to the paint.

"You would do that?"

He stopped what he was doing and drew his brows together. "Yeah. I mean if it's going to help you feel better. Of course, I'll watch it with you." She could have sworn that she heard his voice crack slightly. "I mean if you want."

"You don't know how amazing that would be." She said as her chest swelled at Dean's kindness.

"Alright." He nodded his head. "When we get back…"

"Hello, hello!" Seth's voice echoed through the room cutting off Dean. "There you are."

"Hey." She smiled up at the two men who were making their way through the room with drinks in their hands. "Did you get something good at catering?"

"A few sandwiches and they had some really good pasta salad." Roman answered.

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Dean gave his neck a good crack as he stretched out in the passenger seat. After Seth and Roman came back it took them another thirty minutes to get out of arena, for as soon as they walked out towards the parking lot, they were bombarded by fans. All of them wanting pictures and autographs. Which wasn't bad, if it wasn't already almost midnight and that they had to get up early tomorrow.

He would be fine but…He glanced back at Angel who was already have asleep in the back of the car. Ever since the end of the Seth and Roman's match she looked like she could fall asleep on her feet and yet their day wasn't done.

As Seth and Roman got their things, he had quickly sent her a text saying that he would meet her up in her room to watch the video of Randy attacking her, so that she could at least talk about it a little during her interview. Though he wasn't sure that she was going to make it.

"So, do you have a game plan for tomorrow?" Seth asked as he pulled into the hotel parking lot.

"Do I ever?"

"Well you're going to need to come up with something." Roman chimed in. "I don't think that another DQ against the same guys is going to be good for your title reign."

"Don't worry I won't need to be DQed." He gritted his teeth as his brothers asked the same things that he had been asking himself all night. "Trust me."

He saw both of them give a nod as Seth pulled into the hotel parking lot. Once he had the car turned off, Roman stirred Angel and the four of them gathered up their things and made their way into the hotel.

"Get some sleep, Babygirl." Roman called out as they got out of the elevator, leaving Angel behind.

"You too." She yawned out as the doors closed behind them.

"You think that she's going to make it to her room?" Seth laughed as they headed down the hallway.

"I'm not sure man." Roman chimed in. "They need to start giving her rooms on the same floor as ours."

"She rooms with Renee that's why she's up with the crew still." Dean sighed as Roman opened the door to their room, while Seth went to the next room over.

"She could always room with us." He heard Seth through the door that connect the two rooms.

Dean gave a roll of his eyes as he threw his bag on his bed. "Yeah I'm sure she would be totally comfortable sharing the same room as three men." That sounds just like Miss Innocent.

Roman shook his head. "You two can stay up and bicker all night, but I'm talking a shower and going to bed."

"Yeah, I'm going to hit the hey here in a bit." Seth said as he walked over to the conjoining door. "See you in the morning."

"Night." Dean said as Seth closed the door. He waited until Roman was in the shower, before grabbing his wallet and phone and heading out of the room. He was hoping that Angel was still awake, and that Renee wasn't back from the arena yet. She was normally one of the last ones to leave and was hoping that that tradition kept up tonight.

Taking the elevator up to Angel's floor, he made his way down the hallway and gave a knock on her door. He almost thought that she had fallen asleep, until he heard what sounded like scrambling behind the door.

Quickly the door opened, and his eyes widened. She was wearing the same tiny red shirt and black short that he had seen her in after Smackdown a couple of weeks ago. It had him awestruck before and had him awestruck now.

"Hey sorry, I was in the bathroom." She said holding up the washcloth that was in her hand.

"That's fine." He said slowly walking into the room as she quickly disappeared back into the bathroom.

"So, I tried to hook my computer up to the TV so that we could watch it on a bigger screen, but I couldn't get it to work." Her voice echoed from the bathroom. "We can huddle around my laptop, unless you wanna give it a try."

He let out a snicker. "I'm not good with that kind of thing." He said as he snuck a peek into the bathroom to see her wiping off her face with the washcloth.

"Then I guess we're huddling."

After shaking himself enough to get him to look away from the bathroom door, he walked into the double bedroom and looked around.

"Sorry about the mess." Angel said as she walked out of the bathroom. "This morning, I couldn't find my gym clothes." She picked up the small pile of clothes that sat at the bottom of the bed and threw them onto her suitcase.

"It's fine." He sighed as he watched her quickly set up her computer. It only took her seconds and he saw the WWE YouTube account pulled up on the screen with the video called January 27th Monday Night Raw After Show.

He glanced up to see Angel staring that computer and her face seemed to go pale. "You ok?" He asked as he reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder.

She jumped slightly and looked up at him. "I'm f-fine." She stuttered. Though before he could say anything else, she quickly turned her computer and sat on the edge of the bed. "Well what are we waiting for?" She patted the opposite side of the bed.

As soon as soon as he sat down, he felt that oh to familiar claustrophobic feeling hit him. He had to fight himself to stay sitting in the bed, though he was barely doing that. In fact, he had one leg draped over the side of the bed, like he was prepared to spring up and leave.

"This too weird for you?" She asked as she pulled the laptop up between the two of them. "I mean we could…"

"Nah, this is fine." He sighed.

He felt like an idiot, he could feel Angel watching him as she leaned forward and pushed play on the video.

As the video started, her eyes seemed to glue themselves right onto the screen.

I have voices in my head, the council me, they understand, they talk to me.

Randy's music started to play over the computer's speakers and even with the four-foot gap between them, she could feel Angel tense up. Glancing at the woman, he saw that she had pulled her legs up so that she was sitting in half ball with her chin resting on her knees.

His gut twisted as he watched the nervousness grow in her eyes. Which did nothing for the claustrophobic feeling grow. Fighting the urge to jump up and dance around like he would to relieve the feeling, he reached over and touched her arm.

"He can't hurt you again." The words seemed to roll out of his mouth without even thinking.

"I know." She sighed. "It's just…"

"I know." He sighed as he slid himself closer, losing the safety blanket that was his leg dangling over the bed. "But you can't let him win like this."

"Hello everyone, my name is Angel Miles and I'm here reporting to you live from the after show of WWE's Monday Night Raw." When Angel's voice came from the computer itself, both of them stopped and turned towards the screen.

It was strange seeing her in the middle of the ring with a mic, while Randy was standing next to her with a huge smirk on his face. He normally didn't get this view of her. "I am here with the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton! Who is fresh from defending his title against John Cena last night at the Royal Rumble pay-per-view in Pittsburgh!"

They both watched as she turned towards Randy and started to ask him questions. After each question, he could visually see Randy growing more and more angry. Then, it happened Randy's face changed completely. Darkness fell over the man's face as the snarl appeared.

"I think she just hit a nerve with Randy." Michael Cole's voice came over the crowd who were booing and taunting Randy.

Dean knew what came next, knew that this was the very moment that he started to pay attention to the interview himself. He could remember laughing at Randy for being childish. Here it comes. As Randy's body grew tense, so did his. He could feel the anger start to build in him, like he was watching it live.

Movement beside him, drew his attention away attention away from the screen. When his eyes landed on Angel, he saw that she was hiding her face under her arm.

Quickly he paused the video. "Hey, that's not watching." He sighed as he reached over and pulled her arm down so that he would see her face.

"Reflex…" She gave a small smile one that said she knew that she was guilty.

"Are you going to make it?" He asked her.

She nodded her head and curled herself into a small ball, somehow. "Yeah."

Giving another glance at her, he hit the play button. He was only able to lean back slightly by the time that Randy's arm pulled back quickly and smashed into the Angel's face.

Angel gasped and started to shake her head as she watched herself stumble backwards.

"Did he just hit the reporter? He did, he just punched Angel Miles."

As tears started to fill her eyes, he reached over and put his arm around her shoulders. "Shh." He hushed her. "This is the past, there's no need to cry over it."

"You know it's really weird to see yourself get punch." She chuckled through the tears that were building.

"Orton Stop!" He got distracted by his own voice echoing from the computer. He turned to see himself running down the ramp. "Orton!"

"Is that Dean Ambrose?" JBL asked. "What is he doing out here."

The camera cut just in time to see Randy grab Angel and toss her over the top rope as if she was a bag of potatoes. He hissed as he watched her head smash off the announcers' table.

"Oh my god! Angel Miles just hit into our table. Is she ok?" Cole started to freak out.

Angel let out a sigh, as he reached up and rubbed the back of her head right where he had hit her head against the table. "That's what happened?"

"Yeah that's what happened."

Sierra. Hotel. India. Echo. Lima. Delta. Shied.

"The Shield?"

"Roman and Seth came out?" She seemed dumbfounded. "I mean, I don't even remember you coming down to help me, but I knew you did at some point."

He nodded. "I'm not surprised that you didn't remember, you were out for a little bit."

"What is going on here tonight?" He heard Cole yell into his mic. "Randy Orton just attacked WWE reporter Angel Miles and the Shield had just came running in to protect her. Seth Rollins and Roman Reigns are attacking Randy Orton while Dean Ambrose is on the ground in front of us checking on Angel Miles."

"Can we get a little help over here?" Dean cringed at his own voice as he watched the trainers running down towards them.

"I can't believe this has happened." Michael Cole as sounded very remorseful. "I'm sure that the Authority will have something to say about this."

Yeah, they said fuck you Angel Miles.

"The Shield has chased Randy Orton out of the ring. Randy is high tailing it out up the ramp and backstage."

"Hey Orton! You think you're a big man talking out your anger on little thing like this? You think your tough hitting a woman? Coming on back out! If your man enough to hit a woman, your man enough to take on all three of us. Come back out and hit me. See if you really a big man. You don't deserve the WWE Heavyweight Championship. I'm the one they call a lunatic and I would never hit a woman."

"For once I agree with Ambrose." JBL sighed. "That was uncalled for."

The video stopped, and he instantly turned his attention towards Angel. Who had sometime during the video had slumped up against him and he didn't even notice.

Though now that he realizes it, he was super aware. His arm that wrapped around her shoulders, now draped down and rested on her arm. And her right shoulder was now tucked into his armpit. How on Earth did he not notice this. Him. Mr. Let's not get too close to people.

"So, was it as bad as you thought it would be?" He asked as he pulled away from her.

She shook her head. "It wasn't as bad, but I am glad that you were here." She smiled up at him. "I probably wouldn't have made it through, if you weren't."

Well damn. If that didn't just pull on the heart strings. "Well then I'm glad that I was here too." He coughed. "I um… I hope that helps you out for your interview tomorrow."

"I hope so too." She sighed. "Well now all I have to do is watch Elimination Chamber and I'll be good to go."

"You want me to stay and watch that with you?"

Angel gave a little chuckle as she pulled her laptop up closer to her. "You can if you want but I think I'll be able to make it through that one no problem."

Skovko: Yeah you would think, but then again people still love to hate Roman...even though the man isn't that bad.

Brookeworm3: Well we'll see about the title thing won't we. And i think that Dean would pick on Angel like that don't you?

Labinnacslove: They are cute and funny together and it's only going to get worse as time goes on.

Wolviegurl: Here's more! I hope you enjoy!