Chapter Fifty One here and ready for your enjoyment!

Smackdown: March 28, 2014

Edited: 11/14/2019

Chapter Fifty One

Dean let out a sigh as he looked down at his phone. Him, Seth, and Roman were waiting in the locker room for Angel to get out of the before show meeting. She had told them earlier that she was trying to get them a match for tonight against one of the teams that messed with them. However, none of them were really sure if that was going to happen since Kane still had power over the matches.

Popping his gum, Dean opened his text messages to see that there was a new one from a number that he was starting to feel happy to see light up on his phone. It was Angel's number.

'I'm like 99% sure that I got you guys a match!'

A smirk came to his face as he imagined Angel right now. She was probably glowing with how happy and proud she was. In fact, he had a feeling that she was shaking due to how excited she was as she typed out her message to him.

'I knew you would.' He answered her.

"Holy shit!" Seth gasped from across the room, making him look up to see what was going on in the room. Though as he looked around the room all he saw was his brothers looking at him.

"What?" He drew his brows together.

"Is Dean Ambrose texting?"

"Yeah, so?" He questioned.

"You don't text."

"I text you." He sighed, knowing where this was going.

Roman shook his head. "You text us reluctantly and only one-word answers like 'ok' and 'yeah'. But I've never seen you text anyone with a smile like that one your face." He pointed at him.

Dean rolled his eyes at his brothers. He knew they were right. He hated texting. To him, it was a necessary evil. What was wrong with the good old fashion calling to tell someone something? "Alright then you caught me texting, big deal."

"Depending on who you are texting, it is a big deal." Seth said walking past him towards the bathroom.

"Who are you texting?" Roman probed.

He glared at them. "What's it to you?"

"We're just curious." Roman told him as he felt his phone slipped from his hands.

Dean eyes widened as he whipped his head around. His eyes landed on Seth who was standing there with a huge smile on his face while holding his phone up in their like it was a trophy.

"Seth…" He growled as he slowly got up from the chair he was sitting on. "Give me my phone!"

"Whoa." Seth laughed as he dodged Dean's attempt to get the phone.

"Give me my phone," He ordered. "now!"

Seth sighed as he looked down at the screen. "It's just like you to no save the number in your phone." He swiped through the messages. "Wow, you've been texting this person a lot."

"Seth!"

"Really?" Roman asked as he slowly made his way over.

"Oh yeah." Seth nodded not looking up.

"Seth, you better give me my phone back right now." Dean warned as he went to take a step closer only to feel arms warp around him, putting him into a Full Nelson. Fighting against the hold, he relexify threw his head back and had to give Roman credit as the man was ready for it.

"Oh, look at this!" Seth exclaimed.

"Don't you dare."

"'I had a lot of fun tonight.'" Dean's stomach fell as Seth started to read the texts out loud.

"Seth!" Dean glared at the man who was standing a good arms-length away.

"'Surprisingly so did I'" He said in an overly raspy voice that Dean was sure was supposed to be his voice. "'What's that supposed to mean?'"

The familiar claustrophobic feeling hit him as he tried to pull away from Roman. His body was itching to get lose and he felt like he couldn't breathe as Seth pried through his personal conversation. All this would have twisted him up on a good day, but the fact that this was a conversation with Angel, made it all worse. Not to mention he couldn't remember what all he had said to her over the week and he was scared of what was about to come out of Seth's mouth.

"'I'm just messing with you; I had a great time.' 'Was it good enough to go on that second date?' 'Of course, I want that three course McDs meal.'"

Dean let his eyes slowly close as his body grew very still with each text that Seth read. He knew no matter how much he tried, the only way he was going to break the hold that Roman had him in was if he really hurt the man. Which meant that there was no way to stop Seth…which meant soon they were going to figure out whose texts they were reading.

"A second date?" Roman chuckled from behind him. "That chick that you were with on Monday must have been something."

You have no idea. Dean sighed. Though they were about to.

His head hung low as Seth gave a dramatic reenactment of his and Angel's texts. "'You should go to bed, it's really late and you have to get up in the morning.' 'So do you.'"

When the reading stop, Dean pulled a huge breath in trying to ready himself for what was about to happen.

"What's up? Did it get raunchy?" Roman laughed.

"Dude, I know who he's texting." Seth voice was really low.

"Who?" Roman asked as his hold loosened just enough that Dean was able to pull his arms out and step away from the man. However, he made no effort to stop Seth, there was no point. He already knew.

"'I'll see you after the meeting, make sure you guys get ready, I'm going to try really hard to get you a match.'" Seth read each word slowly. Dean watched as both him and Roman registered the words.

"Angel?" Roman whispered. "That chick you said you were with on Monday was Angel."

"Yeah." Dean answered as he ran his fingers through his hair. "Is there a problem with that?" He locked eyes with his best friend.

"You and Angel?" Seth said as he dropped the phone down the table.

Pursing his lips, Dean nodded his head as he reached over and grabbed the phone off the table and stuffed it into his pocket. "Yep."

They both grew puzzled as if they were trying to put everything together. "I thought she wasn't your type."

"She's not." He started quickly. "And why are you two freaking out, wasn't both of you who were trying to get us together."

"Yeah but that was just a joke." Seth rubbed his beard. "And you were the one who kept saying that it wasn't going to happen."

"Well jokes on you, it did." Dean barked.

Seth put his hands up in surrender. "Dude, I never thought that… I would have never thought that you would end up asking her out."

"Neither did I." Dean pointed out. "But here we are."

"What the hell happened? You just decided to ask her out just like that?" Roman snapped his fingers.

And here it came. What he was waiting for, the questioning. That lovely game of twenty questions was about to start.

Pounding his fist together, his eyes dropped to the floor. "Kind of."

"Kind of?" Both Roman and Seth asked at the same time.

"Oh, good you're dressed." Dean eyes shot wide as Angel's voice seemed to echo through the locker room.

He had always wondered whether or not God hated him, and now he finally got the answer. Yes, the big man upstairs really did hate him.

Reluctantly, he raised his gaze off the floor and looked back and forth between his brothers and Angel. Time seemed to go in slow motion as smirked formed on Seth and Roman's face.

"I got you a match between 3MB!" She announced oblivious to what was about to come.

A.A.A

Angel stood there, staring at the three men in the locker room and her mind started to send up red flags. Something wasn't right. Between the smirks on Seth and Roman's face, and the frown on Dean's; there was just a wave of unsettling air in the room.

"Um…" Before the words were able to come out of her, she found herself leaning back against one of the tables with Seth and Roman leaning over her. "Guys?"

"So, how was your date?" Seth was the one to speak up.

"My date?" She questioned as she looked between the two men.

"Did he treat you right?" Roman asked.

"What?"

"Tell us that Dean at least treated you right."

As soon what they were hinting at registered in her mind, her eyes widened and jumped to Dean. When she saw him nodding, her heart sank slightly. Somehow, she didn't know how but somehow, they found out about her and Dean's date.

Turning back to the men above her she tried to swallow the lump in her throat as she realized they weren't going to let her go until she answered them. "Um… Yeah, he did."

"Good." Roman winked. "I would have to kick his ass if he wasn't." He pushed himself up and stepped back, though Seth stayed right where he was.

"I want to know, did he just randomly come up to you and ask you out? And did you just go 'yeah sure'?" Seth questioned.

"I guess you could say that?" She said as Seth just raised a brow. She let out a sigh. He wanted more of a detailed answer. "I mean…We never talked about going out on a date, but I wouldn't say that it was random. It just felt like the next move." She fiddled with the hem of her shirt. "Also, I'm the one who asked him."

"Next move?" Seth interrupted as both men leaned forward like they couldn't hear her. Even as she found herself leaning back on the table to the point that her feet weren't touching the ground, she was happy that they seemed to skip over the fact that she was the one that asked him out.

"Leave her alone." She heard Dean yell from behind the two men that were crowding over her. "We kissed a few times, alright. I know that's what you wanted to know. Now, fucking leave her alone now."

Angel gasped as the two fiends in front of her smiled even wider than they were before turning back towards Dean.

She was just as surprised as they were to hear Dean just come out and say that they kissed before. He wasn't normally the type to share things like that but now it was out in the open and it didn't seem like he had a care in the world.

"Was it good?" Seth said with an amused look on his face.

"Um…" The air that seemed to be knocked from her lungs as she tried to answer the man. Was it good? Was he asking if the kisses were good? It made sense but there was something in his voice that told her that he was trying to hint at something else.

"Seth." Dean growled.

"We've heard stories, but we've never got a firsthand experience." Seth kept going not listening to the man.

"Seth."

"How is he?"

She blinked her voice barely making it out above a whisper. "I'm not sure…"

"How is he, as a lover?"

Angel's mouth fell to the ground. "What? I-I don't know that…"

"Oh, come on." Seth picked. "Surely you…"

"She doesn't!" Dean's voice hollered, making everyone turned towards him. "She doesn't know, it was just a date, we didn't fuck. Now leave her alone."

Roman sighed as he pulled Seth back. "Yeah, man I think we grilled her enough."

Angel's head started to spin as she pulled herself up off the table and straightened herself out. An overwhelming feeling pledged her as she tried to figure out what to say or do and standing there with all three men looking at her only made it worse.

"So. I'm…I'm going to go get something to eat." She said as her fight or flight response took over. "Yep. So. Uh, finish getting ready for you match. I'll be…I'll be back. I'm going to eat. Yeah." She stumbled over herself as she made her way out of the room.

As the door closed behind her, she could hear a huge sigh followed by Seth's voice. "I think we went too far."

"You think!" Dean yelled.

…

About an hour later, Angel found herself standing at the top of the stairs waiting for the Shield's theme to hit. She straightened her vest as she glanced across the way to Roman, Seth, and Dean who were all hyping themselves up for their match.

Her face warmed as she watched the three of them. Even with the match being just moments away, all she could think of was what had happened in the locker room. All the questions. The smirks on Seth and Roman's face.

Since the start of their relationship, she knew that they weren't going to be able to keep it hidden from those two. The four of them did everything together, practically lived together, at one point something was going to slip.

She also knew that as soon as it did, Seth and Roman were going to stop at nothing to know every detail. However, she didn't think it was going to be like this.

The last thing that she had expected was to walk into the locker room and to pinned against the table while Seth and Roman asked her questioned. She especially didn't think that they were going to ask her how Dean was as a lover. Not that she would know. They hadn't had sex…yet.

She shook her head as those overwhelming feelings started up again. She needed to focus on their match tonight.

They were at the top of the show, first match of the night. And just like their last match, this one was important. They were about to go out there and prove to 3mb that the Shield wasn't to be messed with.

The Shield theme erupting through the arena, made her jump.

When she looked up, she saw that Dean and Seth were already making their way through the doors. Quickly, she took a deep breath and pushed herself off the wall. She had to put everything that happened before out of her mind and focus on right here, right now.

Easier said than done. She sighed at herself as she quickly started towards where Roman was standing there waiting for her.

"You alright?" He asked as she passed him.

She nodded, as she tried to put on a face that mimicked the intimidating looks that were on the boys' faces.

By the time she made her way through the doors, she realized that she was a few steps behind Dean. Which she was thankful that he wasn't already halfway down the steps.

Glancing up at the arena, she felt the energy that filled the place. It was as powerful as always and made her feel like she was floating down the steps.

Carefully trying to make it through the wave of hands that shot out in front of her, she watched as Seth and Dean hopped over the barricade. With a glance up to the titantron up above the ring, she could see the intense look that both of them had on their faces as they made their way up to the ring.

Using the chair that was sitting against the barricade, she quickly hopped over the thing and made her way towards the ring. Ducking through the ropes, she walked over to where Dean was pacing the length of the ring.

Here and now. She inhaled as she watched him. When he made his way passed her again, she reached up and gave him a small pat on the shoulder. "Go get them!" She called after him.

Dean didn't stop or say anything back, all he did was nod his head like a bobblehead and kept up his pacing. And she knew that this was all she was going to get from him right now. Dean was focused and ready for the fight that was coming.

Turning around towards the ropes she saw Seth standing on the ropes beating his fist against his chest.

"You got this!" She yelled up at him.

Seth looked down at her and smiled. "You got that right." He laughed as he hopped down and ducked into the ring.

3MB's theme started and before she knew it, she was standing behind all three Shield members; only catching glimpse of the three men who were coming down the ramp from between Dean and Seth's arms and over Roman's shoulder.

Part of her wanted to laugh as she watched the three men dance their way down towards the ring. She had a feeling that they had no idea what they were getting into.

She looked up at the three men in front of her, dark smirks lined their faces as they watched 3MB circle around the ring. The anticipation grew as the other team took their good time getting into the ring. By the time the theme music cut out, Roman had grown deadly still, while Seth was swaying, and Dean was twitching in his spot.

As the bell rang, Roman and her swiftly got out of the ring, wishing both Dean and Seth good luck as they did.

"Cake walk." Roman smirked.

Angel nodded her head as she looked up at Jinder Mahal and Seth who were both starting the match. She wouldn't say 'cake walk' but she was almost certain that her boys were walking out on top.

However, seeming to want to defy her, Jinder started the match with an elbow to Seth face. She hissed as Jinder when to capitalize off the hit, only for Seth to jump up and land a drop kick.

Starting off strong! She clapped her hands as she leaned against the apron.

They were starting off strong indeed; Seth gave no one but two suplexs to Jinder. And when it looked like he was going to go for a third one, Seth reached back and tagged Dean in.

As Dean got into the ring, Seth did go for the third suplex, getting the man up in the air and slamming him on the mat. As soon as Seth moved away, Dean was ready with an elbow to the chest.

He then went for a quick cover in which no one was surprised when Jinder was able to kick out. Not fazed in the slightest, Dean manhandled him back to the mat before hitting another elbow drop before stamping on him with both feet.

She heard him Jinder call out in pain as Dean pulled him up to his feet. Once both men were standing Dean hit him with a punch to the head, making him stumble backwards towards the Shield's corner.

Tagging out to Seth, Dean held Jinder back with both arms which gave Seth time to get into the ring and land a punch to the man's stomach.

As the match in the ring went on, Angel's attention was drawn to Dean who quickly and oh so gracefully made his way out onto the apron; catching his leg on the ropes, almost tripping himself.

When he finally got his footing back, Dean let out a grunt as he looked down at her. "Not a word."

Angel stuck her tongue out at the man as she looked back at Roman, praying that he had saw what just happened. But the man was paying more attention to the fight in the ring then his friend tripping on the apron.

"Tag!" The ref called loudly, making her realize that somehow Jinder was able to make the tag to Drew McIntyre. Drew practically ran as he got into the ring and grabbed Seth, lifting him in the air. The world felt like the world paused as he held Seth upside down. All at once time sped back up as Seth came crashing down, finishing the suplex.

Angel couldn't help but let out a hiss of empathy for Seth as she rubbed her own back. However, as she tried to figure out whether or not the man in the ring was able to go on, movement drew her attention away.

Glancing up, she noticed Drew McIntyre had made his way towards the ropes right in front of her. A smirk came to the man's face as he lazily lifted his arm and pointed at her. Cocking her head, Angel looked around trying to figure out what he was up to; that was until he started to hip thrust….

"You and me girl." She heard his Scottish accent carry over the crowd.

Her mouth opened to protest but Dean's voice yelled out. She turned away from the Scot to see a very pissed off looking Dean marching down the apron. He stopped so that he was between her and McIntyre. "Keep your eyes on your opponent."

The smirk on Drew's face just grew as he turned away from them and made his way back towards Seth who was trying his hardest to crawl under his legs. However, before Seth was able to reach Dean, Drew grabbed him.

Drew got behind Seth and picked him up but when he went to launch the man up and over his shoulder, Seth was able to rotate himself enough to land on his feet. Frustration filled Drews face as he realized that his plan didn't work. Turning around, the Scot threw a punch, which Seth rolled up. Putting him right int the corner. A smirk came to his face as he reached out and tagged Dean in.

Instantly Dean took off, plowing through Drew before racing over to knock Jinder from the apron. When Dean spun back around, Angel noticed that his blue eyes had darkened to a glare and that glare was locked right onto Drew. A growl like noise came from Dean as he pounced on Drew hitting him over and over and over.

After a bit of grappling, Dean pushed Drew against the ropes and hung him there with his arms draped over the top one. He smacked the man a few times in the face before taking off across the ring toward the ropes. Using the ropes across the way, he came rushing back. Instantly, Angel knew what was going to happen as Dean pushed himself up off the mat and landed a beautiful drop kick on Drew's chest.

However, before she could enjoy the fact that she witnessed one of her favorite moves, Jinder Mahal came out of nowhere and the man didn't look too happy. Which Angel had a feeling it had to do with the fact that Dean had knocked him off the apron.

She went to call out to Dean to watch his back, but thankful he was well aware of what was going on and ducked under the punch that was blazing his way. Which was great for Dean but not so great for Jinder as the momentum from his punch kept him going until he ran into Seth who standing by the ropes. Adding a little bit of power, Seth finished the job, tossing the man over the ropes. A smirk appeared on Seth face as he launched himself up and over the ropes, landing right on Jinder.

When Seth hit the floor, Angel moved to make her way over to the man and check to see he was alright. Before she was able to reach him, Seth put up his hand. "I'm good." He sighed as he held the back of his head. "All good." Clearly it wasn't.

Angel opened her mouth to argue with the man who was holding the back of his head, but her words weren't heard as something hit the mat hard. Her head shot up towards the ring, praying that she wasn't about to see Dean laying on his back or stomach or side…or anything. And much to her surprise she got her wish, Dean was standing tall in the middle of the ring with Drew flat on his back.

"You want justice!" Relief flooded her as Dean yelled at the crowd. If he was yelling, then he was fine.

She watched as Dean grabbed Drew around the head and planted him with a DDT. "Come on!" Angel cheered as he went for the cover. Clenching her hands together, she watched as the ref started his count. As soon as the man's hand hit the mat for the third time, Seth and Roman both jumped into the ring.

D.D.D

"That's right." Dean nodded his head as he gave Seth a double fist bump. "That's how we do it!"

The energy from the fight hit him so hard that he didn't see Roman walk up to him until a fist was held out for him. "There it is." The big man nodded as they fist bumped.

However, as he celebrated with his brothers, his eyes caught Angel who was slowly making her way up the steel steps and into the ring. His heart skipped a beat.

Frowning, he clenched his fist by his sides. Still being pumped up from the fight all that adrenaline was being pushed downwards. To his groin. Not the time Ambrose. He gritted his teeth as he fought the urge to go over to her, scoop her up in his arms and kiss her.

His eyes bounced everywhere trying to avoid that tantalizing smile that only made this worse. However, not being able to fight the call much longer his eyes landed back on her and he froze.

As she almost bounced her way towards them, his hand shot out to grab her, when an explosion hit the arena. His eyes snapped from the girl that he wanted in his arms to the three men he wanted to punch as Kane's theme started.

"Cue the Demon and his minions."

"Congratulations gentlemen." Kane said in that condescending voice of his that just made Dean want to punch the man in the face, even more. "What you just did to 3MB is exactly what we're going to do to you at WrestleMania." Kane stated as the crowd started 'you sold out' chants. "But we're going to do it like men. We're not going to ambush you, like you did to your next opponents."

"Next opponents?" He heard Angel mumble from beside her. "No one said anything about a second match." She sounded well confused.

Rolling his shoulders, Dean stepped closer to the ropes and leaned in. "Who are you sending to the slaughter?" He asked knowing that it could be practically anyone in the locker room.

The music started and he gave a nod of his head. RybAxel. Which made sense after what they did on Monday.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw as the ref pushed his way between them and the two men who were making their way down the ramp. "Alright, guys get back."

Not taking his eyes off RybAxel, Dean did what he was asked and stepped backwards until the ref was happy.

When they were a bit more than halfway across the ring, something grabbed his wrist. He looked down, his eyes landing right on Angel. On her face there was a mix of worry and confusion that rubbed him the wrong way.

"We got this." He tried to calm her down. He knew that she was worried about them having two matches in a row. "Seth and I can handle this." He looked up at Seth who gave a smirk.

"Yeah, don't worry your little head about it." Seth added. "We wanted a match against RybAxel and now we got it."

"But you just faced 3MB."

"I wouldn't call that a match." Seth laughed. "It was more like a slaughter."

Angel shook her head as they made their ways around the ring to allow RybAxel to get in without a problem. Dean knew that there wasn't much more they could say to get their little manager feeling better.

The bell rang.

"I got her, you get them." Roman said as he pushed Angel out of the ring.

Dean nodded his head and turned back towards Seth. "I'll start this one." He gave the man a slap on the chest.

"Go get 'em." He said ducking under the ropes.

Dean took a deep breath before turning towards who his starting opponent; which just so happened to be Mr. Feed Me More himself; Ryback.

Running his fingers through his hair and giving his shoulders a roll each, he stepped up to start the match Well here goes nothing. He tried to pump himself up as he circled around the man in front of him.

Ryback was the one to make contact as he came straight in for a grapple. One that favored to the big man. "So, do you really eat nails?" Dean asked as Ryback held him in a waist lock.

He heard a grunt come from the man before he was suddenly sent into the ropes. Guess he didn't like my question. He groaned as the sting from the ropes ran up his already sore back. Though that was last thing he worried about when he turned his attention back to the big man and was suddenly greeted with a massive forearm.

Not being able to stop, Dean ran right into the forearm and was knocked right off his feet and onto the mat. As his body bounced around a bit, he could hear both Angel and Roman 'ooohing' at the hit.

Grabbing his already spinning head, he caught out of the corner of his eyes that Ryback had just tagged out to Axel. And just by the look on the man's face, Dean could tell that the man thought that Ryback's hit was worse than it was.

Don't underestimate your opponent. Dean shook his head as Axel made his way over. Quickly, Dean jumped to his feet and tripped Axel with a toehold.

Not letting up on the man, he grabbed both his legs. Bending both, he crossed them, placing Axel's left ankle into the pit of his right knee and then pulled back of the right leg. The man cried out.

Raising an eyebrow, Dean used his own leg to keep torque on Axel's leg as he reached forward and grabbed the man's head. In almost a STU hold. Though instead of hooking his arms around the man's face he just grabbed the man's nose and chin.

"Come on Dean." He heard the ref sigh as he began to count.

Not wanting to get counted out with Kane and the New Age Outlaws standing on the stage, Dean reluctantly let go of Axel's face, but not his legs. Turning around so that he would use his own body weight to add more pressure, he dug his elbow into Axel's back.

When he came to terms that his plan to make the man tap wasn't going to work, Dean slowly picked the man up, only letting go of his leg when he had ahold of his head.

He was expecting the fight that he got but not the knee to the gut, forcing him to let go of the man. As pain radiated from him stomach, he felt as Axel grabbed him by the had but couldn't do anything to stop himself as he was sent flying towards the ropes.

At last moment, as his body was rolling over the top rope, he grabbed the thing. Stopping himself from falling onto the floor. As Dean silently thanked god for not taking that hard of a hit, he noticed the anger that made his way onto Axel's face as he turned around and saw him still standing on the apron.

Dean watched for his opening as Axel stomped his way back towards him. He founded it when the man was about to reach over the ropes to grab him and used the moment to hit him with a shoulder to the gut.

"Why you little…" Dean turned as he heard the bigger of the two men grumble.

"You want some too?" He gritted through his teeth as he knocked Ryback from the apron with a forearm to the face.

Snickering, Dean didn't notice Axel walking up behind him until it was too late. A knock to the back of head, made his lights go out for two seconds and in that time, he couldn't stop himself from slipping off the apron.

"You alright?" Dean heard both Seth and Angel's voices as he tried to get his vision back.

"Get back!" Someone yelled as he stupidly gave his head a small shake which only made the spots in his sights more frantic.

He felt as someone picked him up from the floor and pin him against something. Though before he could figure out what it was, the hits came. One to chest, one to his gut and one to his head.

After his back slammed against the thing that he was pinned on for the third time, he realized that it was the apron of the ring. A little too late. As he was tossed into the ring with ease. The movement made those spots in his eyes grow, blinding him to how far he was away from his corner. He didn't care, he just reached his hand out hoping that by magic he could tag out.

These spots were getting on his nerves and he knew the only way to get fully rid of them was to take a breather on the side lines.

He sighed as he felt himself being forced to his feet. However, when a hit didn't happen right away, a bad feeling grew in the pit of his stomach and it wasn't just his lunch trying to work its way up.

Suddenly he was thrown forward and his head smashed into something. At first, he thought it was a turnbuckle, but it didn't feel like any turnbuckle he had ever known. And he had been smashed up against many a turnbuckle in his life.

Head now really spinning, he barely felt himself being picked up off the mat. In fact, the only thing that made him realize that he was no longer touching the ground was the feeling of his blood rushing to his head as he was turned upside down and slammed into the mat. A body slam?

Well at least he knew that Ryback was the one in.

"Dean!" Even with his ears ringing as loud as a church bell, he heard Angel's voice and somehow he knew that she was trying to warm him about something. Only thing was, he couldn't move.

Sorry Angel. The pain in his back, his head, and well frankly his whole body kept him there on the mat.

Quickly he figured out what she was trying to warn him about as something from above came smashing down onto his chest knocking the wing from him. Motherf…. Before he could even finish off the cursing whatever hit him, another crushing blow came from above. This time his body surged from the hit and rolled into a ball.

When the weight on top of him didn't make an effort to move, he realized that whoever was laying on him was going for a pin. Using everything he could muster, he pushed himself up off the mat; hopefully breaking the pin in the time.

He was relieved when he didn't hear the bell that signaled the end of the match.

Angel was right. Having two matches in a row wasn't the smartest idea but he

He sighed as he realized that Angel was right, that having two matches in a row wasn't could get himself to the corner and tag out…everything would be better. He would be able to get his head straight.

Trying to catch his breath, Dean held onto his aching ribs, giving a push here and there to see if any of them were broken or out of place. When he felt himself being picked up again, he let out a groan of annoyance, that quickly turned into pain as he was smashed against the turnbuckles.

Thankfully, this hit seemed to knock his head back to where it needed to be and cleared his vision. However, what filled his vision wasn't what he wanted to see; both Axel and Ryback were standing in front of him.

"Hi boys…."

Both men reached out, grabbed his arm and pulled him out of the corner a few steps before whipping him right back in. The hit made his ribs scream in pain; however, it didn't stop there. A blast of pain radiated from his sides, making him hunch over; only before two more hits on his back sent him to his hands and knees.

This time when the cover came, he was barely able to kick out.

Dean clenched his fists together until his nails pierced though the tape that he was wearing. His lungs and chest burned as he tired to get any type of air back into them. Though the tightness and agonizing pain in his ribs made that almost impossible.

To top everything off, a sharp pop jolted through his side as he felt Ryback's two large mitts grab him.

Dean was getting sick of being man handle by Ryback. Getting sick of being thrown around like a rag doll. Which only got worse when he felt his head get tucked under the big lugs arm.

Suddenly his feet left the ground and he was put straight up into the air for what he knew was a suplex. However, the falling feeling and rush of movement that he was expecting didn't happen, which meant one thing, Ryback was getting cocky.

The man was showing off his own strength, instead of preforming the move. Stupid.

Fighting through the pain, Dean kicked and swung his legs forward until he felt Ryback losing control on the hold. When the big lug went to lower Dean down to readjust his hold on him, Dean picked his feet up and pulled downwards with all his might, causing both him and Ryback to come crashing down to the mat in a makeshift DDT.

A blinding white light of hot pain hit him as his body came smashing down onto the mat, but it didn't matter. What did was the fact that Ryback had let him go and that he was in the right mind to make the tag.

"Dean!"

"Come one!

"Fire up!"

He heard his entire team call as he crawled his way towards their corner. Gritting his teeth together, he dragged his body across the mat. Slowly pushing himself up, he made a last-ditch effort to hurl himself towards Seth's outstretched hand.

"Tag!" He heard the ref call as his and Seth's hands met.

Without wasting a moment, he rolled himself out of the ring and onto the floor near the barricade.

"You alright?" He felt a hand on his shoulder as both Roman and Angel stood over him.

"Yeah, just peachy." He rubbed his ribs trying to work out some of the cramps.

"You sure?" Angel asked as she knelt beside him.

Looking up, he saw the worry in her eyes as they kept flicking down to where his hand was. "Yeah, I'm good." He gave her a small wink trying to make her feel better.

"Come on!" Seth screamed from in the ring making all of them turn their attention back to the action.

Dean smirked through the pain as he watched Seth bounce around the ring. Though the smirk was cut short as he noticed Ryback jump off the apron and slowly make his way around towards the side that Seth had just landed a nice hit on Axel.

"Shit." He complained as he realized what he was going to have to do.

Mustering up the strength, he pushed himself up from the floor; using the barricade for leverage. He could hear Angel calling for him to stop and rest, but he didn't listen as he watched Seth kick Ryback away.

As Ryback stumbled around, Dean pushed away from the barricade and took off towards the man. Using the stairs as a springboard, he launched himself right onto Ryback, knocking both of them to the ground.

Pausing for only a second to register the searing pain that shot up his back, Dean started to lay into the man that was laying under him. Relentlessly hitting him over and over. Only stopping when Ryback pushed him off and sent him rolling up the ramp.

The next thing Dean knew, both members of RybAxel were on the ground near him with Seth standing over them shouting. Watching from behind one of the cameramen who had somehow gotten mixed up in the match, Dean saw Seth grab Axel and throw him back into the ring.

"Ambrose!" He heard Roman call over the roaring crowd.

Slowly pushing himself up from the floor, Dean made his way over to where the man was standing. However, before he could even make it to the side of the ring, Seth had hit the curb stomp and went for the pin.

Stopping in his spot he watched as the ref counted to three.

The bell rang, and the pain that racked his body seemed to wash from him, which he knew was only because of the adrenaline that was now pouring through him. But he could care less. It didn't matter that all that pain would rush back to him later, probably while he tried to sleep. They had proven to the three idiots up on the stage that they could beat whatever they threw at them.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Roman smirked as they made their way into the ring to celebrate.

"Two in a row. Nothing can stop us!" Dean yelled as he fisted bumped his partner.

"Hell yeah." Seth nodded his head. "Throw more at us, the results won't change!" He called towards the stage.

"Hold up." Angel let out a laugh as she made her way towards them. "I wouldn't say that. I mean let's let your bodies rest a bit. Alright."

"We can't rest yet." Roman said as he gestured up towards Kane, Billy Gunn, and Road Dogg.

Spinning faster than his body was ok with, Dean put his hands up in air as his eyes landed on the men on the stage. "What are you going to throw at us next?"

As the three of them crowed around the ropes, Billy Gunn pointed up towards the WrestleMania sign that sat way above the ring.

"Alright." Seth nodded his head before suddenly taking off across the ring.

Glancing down at the two men who laid in a heap on the floor, Dean realized that Ryback was slowly making his way to his feet. A smirk came to his face as he knew just what Seth was about to do.

Not taking his eyes off Kane and the Outlaws, Dean reached out and grabbed Angel's arm, pulling her out of the way just in time for Seth to come speeding past them. With ease, the man jumped through the ropes and landed right on Ryback, slamming the man right back down to the ground.

As they cheered on their friend, Roman gave him a smack on the chest. "Go get him." A rush of excitement shot through him as he let go of Angel, rolled out of the ring, and rushed over to the man that Seth had just plastered into the floor.

Dean grabbed Ryback by the head and forced the lug to his feet and rolled him into the ring where Roman had set up for a Superman punch.

"Oh, this is going to be good." Dean said almost absentmindedly as he pulled himself up onto the apron next to Angel.

"You guys are so weird." She said smiling while shaking her head.

"You can't tell me you're not fired up for this?" He leaned into her so that their shoulders were touching as they watched Roman rev up for the hit.

"I mean…." Her words were lost as Roman ran, leaped into the air and hit Ryback square on the face.

Dean smirked as he heard an excited noise come from her as the hit landed. The smile on her face grew as she clapped her hands, though after a few seconds, Dean saw a dark blush appear on Angel's face as she realized as he had caught her.

She turned around, she went to open her mouth to say something, but he gave her a small smirk before dipping his head under the ropes and making his way over to Seth and Roman.

Winking, he turned his attention back at the three men on the stage and smirked.

"That's going to be you." He said pointing up at Kane. "Right on the kisser, maybe knock out a few teeth…"

A.A.A

Angel shook her head as she watched the three men inside of the ring getting amped up to give the triple powerbomb to Ryback.

She hated to admit it, but Dean had gotten her. She was fired up just like them, but then again who could stand there waiting for the Triple Powerbomb and not be excited.

Now she wasn't jumping around like they were but she couldn't help but to grip the ropes tightly in her hands, while she watched Dean grabbed Ryback by the head while his eyes were glued on Kane and the New Age Outlaws. He stuck his tongue out as he leaned down and whispered something, probably threatening into Ryback's ear.

As Roman gave his battle cry, Angel ducked into the ring; making sure to stay out of the way. Without another word, Dean and Seth lifted Ryback up and placed him on Roman's shoulder.

Like she wasn't able to control her body, she turned away from the boys and looked up at the stage. Her eyes locked onto Kane as the mat underneath her jolted from the hit. You're looking at your future. She held her spot as the boys gathered around her.

A chill went down her spine as a dark sinister chuckle from behind her made her jump as an arm draped her.

"So, which of the assholes up there, would you like to see us give the powerbomb to?" Dean's raspy voice tickled her ear as he towered over her.

She tried to focus on the question that she had been asked and not the fact that Dean was so close to her that he could rest his chin against her shoulder in he wanted to, or the fact that his warmth was pouring into her.

Taking a deep breath, Angel looked back up at the stage.

"Personally, I would like to get one of the Outlaws." He grinned. "What do you think?"

She nodded. "Yeah, I mean Kane is kind of been there done that…"

Dean let out a loud chuckle as he turned his head towards Seth. "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Seth stepped up towards them.

"Asked who she would like to see Triple Powerbombed and she said Kane is 'been there done that'"

"Really?" Seth laughed as he looked down at her.

"Sure." She fought the blush that was trying to make its way up to her face. "He's already been given the Triple Powerbomb so that makes him been there, done that."

"You hear that!" Dean hollered over the ropes. "Kane's old news. So, you Outlaws…. you're in for it."

…

Angel sighed as she quickly grabbed her normal supplies that she always gathered after their matches. Waters, pain meds, icepacks, heat packs, and any other odds and ends that they might need for their flight to Charlottesville Virginia that they had to take tomorrow morning.

Even though she was trying to not make the boys wait, there was some part of her that wasn't in a rush to get back. That was probably due to the fact that she wasn't ready for Seth and Roman start back in on her about her and Dean's relationship.

Mine and Dean's relationship. Just thinking about it made her head and heart want to explode.

When she did everything that she could think of to waste time, she bit the bullet and started her way back towards where she left the boys. You got this. She pepped herself up with each step. It's only Seth and Roman. They're going to mess with you, but when didn't they. You can handle this, and Dean will be there with you.

Just like that, as her mind fixed on Dean Ambrose, the man just seemed to appear out of nowhere. He was leading against the wall with his phone out but no headphones in.

She placed a hand on her chest and sighed as she walked over to him with a smile on her face. "Hey."

He looked up at her. "What took you so long?" He asked as he put his phone in his pocket, not remembering to turn off the screen. She could have sworn that she saw her name coming from her phone.

Was he texting me? "Oh um." She bit her lip. "I got stopped by somebody." She lied and judging by the look on the man's face, he knew. He didn't call her out on it though, he just pursed his lips and gave a look over her shoulder.

"Everything ok..." She trailed off as his hand shot out and grabbed her arm.

She glanced down to the hand before looking back up the man's face. There was a hard look on this face as he watched her.

Without a word, he led her down the hallway at a quick pace. Her heart started to race, she knew where they were going, and it wasn't to the locker room where Seth and Roman where.

Which was proven true as Dean pulled them passed a pile of crates to a back hallway.

"Dean?"

He turned around and gave her a look at sent a tingle down her spine. "Angel." He said mocking her tone. "Something wrong?" He smirked as he grabbed the small bag that she used to hold all the supplies that she gathered for the boys.

Butterflies echoed through her stomach as she looked into his blue eyes. "Nope." Her voice squeaked out, making his smirk grow wider. The bag dropped out of his hand and he stepped forward with a small grunt that he tried to play off.

"How are your ribs." She asked as she met him halfway.

Inhaling sharply, Dean lent to the left. As he stretched his side his face twisted in pain. "Not broken." He answered bluntly.

She gave a sigh. "Well that's good. I got some ice packs and heat pads in the bag for you."

"Nah, it'll be fine." He said as he reached out and moved a strain of hair out of her face. "Though you know what would help?" His brow rose. "A kiss, just like last time."

"Oh?" She couldn't help but giggle at him.

"Yeah, so how about it?"

Acting like she was thinking about it, Angel pursed her lips together and tapped a finger on her cheek. As aloof as she tried to play, she couldn't stop herself from snickering as she leaned in, placing a hand on his shoulder and pushed herself up onto her toes.

Although she didn't close the gap between them. She stopped when she was close enough that she could feel his breath on her. As she took a deep breath of the minty hint of his gum, she admired the battle worn face of the man in front of her. His mouth, his nose, his eyes, even his bangs that were slowly turning to a fluffy mess as they dried.

Eyes locked on the strains of brown, she reached up without hesitation and ran her fingers through them. His hair was deceptively soft.

"Having fun?" He asked giving his head a shake, making his bands fall right back in his face.

"I am." She laughed as she slowly ran her hand down the side of his face, his stubble scratched her as she traced his jaw. Underneath her hands she felt his whole body go stiff as he inhaled and let his eyes close. She bit her lip at his reaction as she let her hand drop to his neck before slowly leaning in and giving him a small peck on the lips.

A deep noise came from his chest as his eyes snapped and his hand shot out to grab the back of her head, forcing her lips back to him. "Be careful about all the teasing." He warned against her lip.

"Teasing?" She questioned as he kissed her again.

"Yes teasing." He said in almost a growl.

Though before she could say anything else, he pushed back against the cold brick wall behind her.

Her hand slipped off his shoulder and landed on the wall, trying to use it to hold herself up as his lips moved roughly on hers.

"Dean!" Roman's voice echoed through the hallway, though Dean didn't stop. In fact, he leaned farther into the kiss until she was bent backwards, the top of her head was against the wall. As she desperately tried to cling to anything that would help her keep her upright, she felt one arm snake around her waist as the other one grabbed the bottom of her jaw, keeping her in the kiss.

Placing a hand on his chest, she tried to push him away, but her limbs left as if she was melting into his warmth.

"Dean, are you down here?"

Quickly, Dean pulled back just long enough to call back to Roman over his shoulder before coming back to continue his kiss.

"Roman's coming." Angel said quickly turning her head away, scared that once his lips touched hers, she would lose herself in his arms again.

"So?" He sighed. "They already know."

"But still…Dean!" She gasped as she felt his lips trail down her jaw. Her skin became very sensitive as he left butterfly kisses that slowly make their way down towards her chin. He nipped at her skin and changed directions, heading towards her neck.

A chill went down her spine as she felt a warm wetness run along her skin, followed by a small bite of pain, though before she could register what just happened movement caught her eyes.

"Maybe we should start thinking about getting our own rooms." Roman's voice came from where the movement was. Her eyes focused to see Roman and Seth standing there with huge smiles on their faces.

Instantly all the heat in her body died, as she heard Dean let out a small chuckle against her skin. "Yeah, having our own rooms sounds good to me."

"I'm sure, since your about ready to jump in Angel's pants right now."

"Hey!" She reached out and smacked Dean in the stomach.

"Fuck." He winced as he grabbed where she had just hit him and bent over. "Jesus Christ. That hurts."

"Those ribs are really bothering you huh?" Seth laughed.

"Oh god!" She gasped as brought her hands in front of her mouth. "I'm so sorry."

Dean shook his head. "Don't be." He stretched his body again.

"Seems like RybAxel gave you a good beating." Roman smirked.

Dean nodded his head. "Yeah but that's what happens when a three hundred pounds of man falls on you."

"I'm sure that the match with 3MB didn't help." She pointed out as she quickly gathered up her supply bag. She rummaged through the bag and pulled out the three bottles of water.

"Nah." Dean took one of the waters. "3MB's hits were tickles compared to RybAxel."

"Tickles? They were like being hit by a child." Seth added.

Angel shook her head as all three of the men started to make fun of 3MB, although she couldn't help but to laugh at what they were saying.

"I literally cannot stand 3MB." Seth stated making everyone laugh. "I cannot deal with the sight of Slater in my general vicinity."

"Excuse me guys." A voice came down the hallway making everyone turn to see Tom Phillips making his way over to them with a small camera crew and a microphone.

"Tom!" Seth called out to the man. "Come on man."

"I know I ask you the same question every week, when is this going to end with Kane? At WrestleMania, will it end?"

She bit her lip as Tom held out the mic to Dean who was the closest to him. Dean pursed his lips together as he looked Tom in the eyes. "Why are you asking us that question? Why don't you ask Kane and the New Age Outlaws when this ends?" Suddenly the look on his face turned into one of pure annoyance and his voice grew louder. "I don't even know what this is, I don't even know what they want from us. They clearly don't want to fight us on an even playing field because they had their chance tonight to step into the ring with us on an even playing field and they didn't take it." Everyone nodded in agreement as they listened to Dean talk, or more like yell at Tom.

"They were miles and miles away and they stayed that way. So, I don't really know…I don't know what they want. They call us disrespectful little kids; they started this whole thing. They disrespected us and their going to pay the price for it."

"You know what it is? You know what it is?" Seth stepped in quickly and boy was she glad he did. Dean was starting to sway and twitch as she spoke a clear sign that he was getting riled up the more he talked.

"You know the reason they stayed so far away and the reason they keep their distance when it's an even playing field?" Seth asked looking between his brothers. "Because they're afraid, they know that when it's three on three no one can hand with the Shield. Kane and the New Age Outlaws they had their day, but that day is long gone Tom. This…" Seth said putting up his fist and looking at it. "…is the new symbol of excellence."

"Come WrestleMania," Seth voice grew loud. "We put them out to pasture, they can't duck and dodge us anymore." Seth said giving Roman a slap on the chest.

Slowly Roman sauntered up to the mic. "The war ends when the corporate grandpas kneel at our feet and they beg for forgiveness, then we're going to look them in the eyes and we're going to put our boots square across their jaw."

Angel blinked at Roman's descriptive words. There was certainly some malice behind them, she could see it in his eyes and hear it in the tone of his voice. "Believe that….AND BELIEVE IN THE SHIELD!"

She flinched as Roman screamed at Tom making both him and the camera made jump out of their skins.

"You scared him." Seth laughed. "He's so scared."

"Chump, he's a chump." Roman picked.

"Soulful but intimidating, I love when he gets like that." Dean smirked.

"Soulful?" She questioned. "Tom's not the only one that almost had a heart attack." She said grabbing at her chest for emphases.

Roman gave a chuckle as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Sorry about that Babygirl."

"God, warn a girl next time."

"Sure thing."

She rolled her eyes, knowing that there was no way that anyone was going to warn her next time. But this was just something she was going to have to live with being part of this team.

"We should head out to the hotel, so these two can get back to talking off each other clothes." Seth smirked as he smacked Roman away.

MissyMoxy: I know isn't he cute! I'm so glad that you liked the chapter! It was really difficult to write because I wanted to be true to his character but at the same time i wanted to show a soft side to the man.

Brookeworm3: I'm so glad that you liked the steaminess of it all. I was worried it wasn't enough.

Skovko: Yeah, he's a good guy like that. Lol

HugKnuckles: I'm so glad it was worth the wait! Writing has been hard for me and it's nice to hear. Thank you.

Miss Shandi: Yeah I do the slow burn. Though they only have known enough for like two months so it's not that slow of a burn. Lol

Labinnacslove: I thought it fit them. I didn't think that any thing else would work as a first date with Dean Ambrose.

Canadice: Well I'm glad you like the story that much! Sorry that it took so long! I hope you enjoy the rest of the story as much.