Welcome to Chapter Fifty Six! I hope you like this one!
WrestleMania: April 6, 2014
Edited: 11/14/19
Chapter Fifty Six
People always talk about having their own WrestleMania moment, the time to shine in front of everyone. And the Shield just had another one! The boys had won their match, had finished with a beautiful double triple powerbomb. Though her mind couldn't even think about that because she was still trying to process what happened after. When they were celebrating their win, Dean had scooped her up and kissed her.
Kissed her in front of everyone on live TV. At the biggest show of the year, on the Grandest Stage of the Them All, WrestleMania! Giving her, her own WrestleMania moment. And what a moment it was…two breath taking kisses.
"Dude, what a way to steal our thunder." Seth's voice knocked her from her own thought as they walked backstage. When did we get backstage? Angel glanced around trying to figure out where she was there? Truly, she didn't remember leaving the ring let alone getting backstage.
"Yeah…" Dean let out a sigh. "Because I had that planned?"
"Planned or not man, you still one-upped us." Roman let out a laugh. "WrestleMania Thirty? Did the Shield win or not…I'm not sure but Dean Ambrose kissed Angel Miles at the end." Roman mocked.
"Shut up." Dean rolled his eyes.
"Hey, you're the one who did it." Seth pointed out. "You can't complain when people bring it up."
Roman's laughs grew louder. "Shit man, we have two interviews tonight, I hope your prepared."
Angel's eyes widened. That was right, not only did the whole world now know about her and Dean…there was a chance that they were going to have to talk about it in their interviews, and between Renee and the press interview she knew that someone was going to bring it up.
Her body shot cold. What were the higher ups going to think about this? There had to be a rule about dating in the workplace. Although… Her mind raced back to Nikki and John, Brie and Daniel, Naomi and Jimmy Uso, The Miz and Maryse and even Hunter and Stephanie. Maybe, we'll be fine.
"How dare you!" Renee's voice came screaming down the hallway as she walked towards them with her small camera crew walking behind her. Angel drew her brows together as the woman walked right passed her and right up into Dean's face. "I can't even believe how stupid you are."
"What the hell?" Dean tried to step back from the woman, though Renee didn't let him run away.
"Did you even think about Angel's feelings when you went and did something that stupid?" Angel's eyes widened as she watched her best friend scold Dean. It did make her happy that Renee cared about her enough to something like this, but she didn't want her to scream at Dean.
However, when she stepped in to tell Renee to stop, Dean stood up tall and crossed his arms over his chest. "I thought you would be happy that our relationship wasn't a secret anymore."
"I am." Renee said still sounding mad. "But that…" She pointed over his shoulder. "That wasn't the way to do it."
Dean gave a small groan and threw his hand up in the air. "Why does everyone think that I planned to kiss her in the ring?"
"Renee…" Angel sighed.
But the woman paid her no attention. "I don't think that you had it planned." She poked Dean in the chest. "But I do expect you to take responsibility."
"Responsibility?" Did they teleport back in time when they moved magically away from the ring. "Renee what on earth…"
"Of course, I will." Dean stated.
"Good!" Renee said as a huge smile came to her face, in a complete one-eighty from what was just happening.
Trying to come back into reality, Angel turned towards Seth and Roman expecting to see that they were as thrown as she was about the sudden change, but instead both of them had smirks on their face. I really have gone mad.
The anger that was once there, now completely gone. Renee clapped her hands before grabbing the mic from her camera man, who thankfully looked at confused as Angel felt. "Shall we do our interview?"
"Yeah, let's do it." Seth was the one that answered.
"Alright," Renee turned back to her camera crew. "I wanna start on one of those amazing masks that Angel made. Zoom in really nice and close. Show off as much detail as you can."
"Renee."
"Angel."
What the hell was going on? She couldn't bring herself to ask the question. Part of her didn't want to know.
"We're good to go." The camera man's voice hit her knocking her from her daze.
"Let's do this." Renee sang.
Deciding to go along with whatever madness was apparently affecting her friends, she gave her head a shake. Looking around at the way everyone was standing, Angel stepped in to close a small gap between Seth and Roman.
"Starting in…three…two…one."
Almost instantly Renee went into reporter mode. "I'm here with the Shield. A huge victory tonight for you guys. A victory tonight over the New Age Outlaws and Kane. You guys have been working so close with the Authority but to get this victory tonight at WrestleMania, how do you guys feel?"
"You know how we feel?" Seth stepped in. "From day one, we said we do things for the Shield. Nobody else. We are our own bosses. We run this yard. We came in, proved a point. WrestleMania Thirty the Shield run the show, that's how we feel, Renee."
"Let me ask you a question, ok?" Dean stole the interview, causing Angel to blink up at him. How was it that she was the only one that wasn't able to flip a switch and seemingly forget everything that just happened. How was Dean able to look so confident and unfazed after what he just did in front of everyone? "Does it look like we're sweating?"
"I mean your hair is very wet." Renee answered.
Dean didn't look to happy about Renee picking on him like that. "It's just….humid in here. We're not sweating at all, because we didn't have to break a sweat to run through Kane and the New Age Outlaws like a hot knife through butter." Dean let his Cincinnati accent grow thick turning butter to butta." On the biggest stage of them all, the brightest stars shine the brightest and the Shield represent this…" He put up his fist. "…the new symbol of excellence."
"That's right." Roman got his turn. "You see what happens when you push against the Shield, we pull out secrete weapons. No one had ever seen the Double Triple…Powerbomb baby."
"I thought we were going to call it the Triple Double?" Dean asked sounded very confused. "Wasn't that what we decided, Angel?" Dean looked down at her.
Why was he asking her? She couldn't even remember how her mask ended up snapped to her belt loop let alone what they were going to call the move.
"It's a double triple." Roman explained as he looked down at her. "Right that makes more since."
As if the boys talking to her lifted a veil off her, allowing her to talk finally. "Yeah." She turned away from Dean. "I agree with Roman."
"Guys." Seth jumped in. "Look, bottom line is…"
And that's when chaos started. "But I thought…"
"No. no. no." Seth shook his head.
"Tell him what it is?"
"Triple double does that sound like a cheeseburger." Dean nodded his head.
Angel laughed. "Yeah, it kind of does."
"Wait, wait, wait, what did we decide?" Seth stopping trying to keep them on track.
"No, no, I like that." Dean said giving Roman a slap on the chest. "I agree with you."
"A triple double?"
"No, I think it's a double triple." Angel answered Seth.
"Like a BigMac?"
"The regular one is a Triple Powerbomb." Roman pointed out. "We put two up two people up…It's a Double Triple Powerbomb!"
Angel couldn't help laughing at Roman's outburst.
"Alright, Alright." Seth said as Roman gave him a glare. "I agree with you. I'm with you."
"I'm with you too." Angel answered quickly as they all turned towards Dean who stuck his tongue out at her and started to jump up and down.
Roman nodded his head and turned towards Dean. "Agree with me." He ordered as he pointed at the bouncing man.
"Oh, I agree." Dean said not stopping.
Seth gave a laugh. "Believe! In! The! Shield!" Seth yelled as they stuck their hands in the middle. Feeling out of place, she went to step back; so that they could end on the three fists but Roman reached out and grabbed her arm forcing her to put her fist between his and Seth's.
"Congratulation you guys." Renee laughed as she stepped backwards.
"And cut." The camera guys said as the boys started down the hallway, not stopping as they normally would. She shook her head as she watched them practically bouncing down the hallway.
Letting out a huge sigh, she turned back towards Renee. "I'm sorry, we got off on some sort of weird tangent there. If you want I can bring them back for another interview after the press…"
"It was perfect." Renee reached out and grabbed her shoulder. "Trust me."
"I'll take your word for it." She chuckled, though she didn't know if she would call it perfect since most of the interview was them arguing about what they were going call the Double Triple Powerbomb.
"Anyway." Renee gave a small squeeze on the shoulder that she was holding. "How are you after…you know."
Angel opened her mouth to answer, but quickly closed it. Truth was she didn't really have an answer. She didn't really know how she felt. She knew that it was because it hadn't really sunk in that Dean had just kissed her in front of the entire world.
"I'm not sure."
"If you need me to, I'll kick his ass." Renee told her putting her hands up like she was going to punch someone.
"I don't think that's going to be necessary." Angel laughed. "I'm not really that upset…just surprised."
"You were surprised?" She said. "I think that everyone was surprised, I mean other than the goo goo eyes that you two made at each other, you've kept your relationship on the downlow." She laughed.
Angel shook her head as she tried to understand how they could keep it a secret, since Dean liked to pull her into the shadows and kiss her whenever he wanted. Everything time he did, she couldn't help but to wonder if more people saw them like Nikki had.
"By the way," Angel smiled at her friend. "I wanted to say thank you for not taking about what happened during the interview."
Renee shook her head. "I wouldn't thank me." She laughed. "I couldn't have asked about it even if I wanted to. The boys made sure about that."
Angel cocked her head. "What do you mean?"
"Do you really think that, that little argument wasn't planned?" Renee laughed.
Angel thought back. It was true that the 'argument' didn't really seem like an argument. In fact, in the first three seconds, Dean had turned his opinion and agreed with Roman, but it kept going. Kept going until Renee couldn't possibly get a word in end wise.
"Miss Miles!" She could feel the color drain from her face as she heard a powerful raspy voice that sent a chill down her back and made her heart stop called for her.
Swallowing the lump that was quickly making its home in her throat, she turned around and saw something that she never wanted to see before in her life. A really angry Vince McMahon.
"Um…I'll let you go." Renee said as she slowly backed away. "Talk to you later?"
All she could do was nod her head as she watched Vince make his way towards her. "Sir?" She somehow squeezed out. Man, she now understood why a lot of wrestlers were scared of this man.
The man stopped in front of her and grabbed the sides of his jacket. "Angel, you may be new here and you may not know all the rules just yet, but that is no excuse." His voice was calm but at the same time she could hear just how angry he was. "The rules state that all talent must have any changes to their gear approved by the costume department and myself before showing it on TV."
As the man talked Angel had to force herself to keep her eyes on Vince's face. He wasn't as tall as Dean, Roman, or Seth but she still had to jack her head up to meet his gaze. He had to be at least six-foot-tall with a menacing aura that made him feel like he was twelve feet tall. "Those masks were never approved, were they?" He pointed down at the mask that was attached to her belt loop.
Clearing her throat, Angel tried her hardest not to sound overwhelmed or nervous in front of her boss. "I don't believe so, Sir."
"No, they weren't." He crossed his arms. "So, imagen my surprise when I'm watching the show and see the Shield walking through the crowd with masks that no one has any idea about."
"I'm sorry, Sir. You're right, I should have known that I needed to get approval. I wasn't thinking, there was a time crunch and by the time I even came up with the idea to paint the masks…" She rambled on.
Vince McMahon face slowly started to drain of anger. "Wait, did you say that you painted the mask? It's your design?"
Angel couldn't even stop herself from reacted. She knew that she looked like she had just been slapped int the face, but she was that taken back. Wasn't she just getting yelled at? What was with everyone doing completely one eighties on her today? She was already having enough trouble due to the fact that she was very sleep deprived, she couldn't keep up with all the mood changes. "Um, yeah I painted them."
"How?" He said gesturing for her to hand him the mask.
"Well, I first I made a stencil out of a shoe box, that way each of them would look the same. Then I used white fabric paint." She explained, while fumbling with the clasp and handing the it to him.
A huge smile came to the CEO's face as looked down at her handy work. "Do you still have the stencil?"
"Yeah, I still have it." She answered. It was sitting on the table back in her hotel room.
"Well I'll be damned." He looked back up. "Would I be able to persuade you to give the costume department your design?"
She blinked as she looked up at her boss. "Um, I guess so." Was she on an episode of Punk'd or something? She glanced around trying to find the hidden cameras.
"That's great, really great." Seth nodded as he looked back down at the mask that he held in his hands. "Sorry about all that, I didn't mean to scare you. I just you just put in me a bind with some legal issues while trying to get ahold of this design."
"Sure."
"Oh, and don't worry." He handed her back the mask. "We'll sit down soon and talk about what kind of compensation you'll be getting."
"Wait what?" Her eyes went wide. "You're going to pay me for my design?"
"Of course, I am a businessman after all." Vince straightened his jacket. "You surprised that I would offer you compensation?"
She shook her head at him. "No, I'm surprised that you want the design."
"Oh yes, I've been told that the fans are already asking when they are going to be able to buy masks 'like the ones that The Shield wore down to the ring tonight'."
The air rushed from her in one huge rush. "I don't believe this." She looked down at her mask and thought about the hours she spent trying to make each of the four perfect.
"Well you better believe it." Vince laughed.
D.D.D.
Dean gave his neck a crack as he leaned against the wall, waiting for their press interview to start. From where they were standing, they could hear Kane answering his questions, talking about how he lost and about how the Authority had his mask or as Dean liked to call it his balls in a glass case.
"You're going on in five." One of the stagehands told them.
"Thanks." Roman answered the man.
Dean let out a yawn as he ran his hand over his face, he wasn't looking forward to the interview at all. Though that was mostly his fault. Why was I so stupid? Why did he have to go and do something so stupid as kissing Angel in the ring? Because I wanted to. Which was the truth, the moment his eyes landed on her after the match everything in his body told him to scoop her into his arms and kiss her; so he did.
Now because of that, he had to do as Renee told him and take responsibility for his actions. Which meant biting the bullet when it came to this interview and every other one that he had to do until their kiss became old news.
Dean couldn't help himself as he looked around the green room looking for that certain brunette who had him in this mess, but she was nowhere to be seen. Taking another look around the room, he saw Roman talking with Galina and JoJo across the way and Seth was chowing down on some snacks that they had in the room for them, but no Angel. She wasn't even hiding in a corner like he thought.
"Where's Angel?"
Seth frowned as he looked around the room. "Don't know. Shouldn't you be the one keeping track of her?"
Rolling his eyes, Dean pushed himself off the wall. Wasn't she with them after their interview with Renee? He thought back to it. However, he had been so hyped up from their win and about their 'argument' over the Double Triple Powerbomb that he couldn't remember if she followed them or not.
"She's probably getting us some waters."
Dean nodded. He was right. There was a good chance that she was down in catering, grabbing them some water just like Roman said. "Yeah, you're right." He said even as he walked out of the green room.
He looked around the loud, chaos that filled the backstage as everyone was rushing around to make sure that WrestleMania went off without a hitch.
Letting out a sigh, Dean went to go on a hunt for Angel; when she appeared through the chaos looking…ecstatic? Drawing his brows together, Dean watched as she almost danced up towards him.
What the hell had happened? The last time he had seen her, she was pale and nervous like she had seen a ghost. Or like she had been kissed in front of thousands of people.
"There you are." He crossed his arms when she stopped in front of him.
"Hey." She said her huge smile not fading in the slightest. God she almost looked like she did when she was drunk.
"Where have you been?"
"Oh, I stopped to talk to Renee for a bit, then Vince McMahon came out to talk to me."
"Vince?" His eyes widened slightly. For Vince to come and stop her himself, there must have been something wrong. But then again why did she look like she was walking on cloud nine. No one, no one; well maybe Shane McMahon came out with a smile after being yelled at by Vinny Mac.
"What did Vince want?"
"Mr. McMahon wants my designs for the masks." She said giggling halfway through. "He said that the fans are already asking for them."
He could feel the excitement rushing off of her and wanted to share in her delight, but his worry was eating at him. "Did he say anything else?"
She shook her head. "Nope."
No? That was surprising. The boss didn't like surprises; especially during the biggest show of the year. He was sure that Vince was going to have something to say about how the Shield's match ended, but then again romance and the WWE weren't strangers. Not in the slightest. Even his own daughter and now son-in-law had ended up getting together on the show.
However, Vince's opinion about how the match ended wasn't the only one he had to worry about. "Angel…" The tone in his voice must have told her that he was bring up something serious because some of the glowing excitement died down. "… about what happened…"
"We're ready for the Shield." A stagehand called loudly through the green room that they could hear them in the hall.
Dean cursed and glared back at where the voice came from. A hand on his arm bought him back to the woman in front of him. "Talk about this later? Maybe over a drink?"
"Yeah." He smirked as he put a hand on the hers. "Sounds good."
Taking a deep breath, he draped his arm over her shoulder and lead her into the green room where Roman and Seth were doing last minute adjustments to their gear.
"Ready man?" Roman asked looking up from the Jojo who was holding onto his gauntlet for him.
"Always am." He answered as he dropped his arm from around Angel and gave the man a fist bump.
Roman smirked back at him and took gauntlet from his daughter just in time for a stagehand making their way towards them.
"Alright, let's go!" As quick as the man could corral them, the stagehand ushered up onto the stage that was being use for the press conference.
As soon as his eyes landed on all the different reports who sat in front of them, Dean groaned. This was one part of the job that sucked, talking to people.
"Here you go." The stage manager came out from behind them and pointed at the three chairs that sat behind the long table.
Dean noted that each seat had its own mic and two bottles of water sitting in front of it. That the stagehands had everything set up for them, though they were one chair short. Again.
"Mr. McMahon wants you guys to show off the masks, so please put them on the table in front of you, as well as the United States Championship."
"Will do." Seth said as he unbuckled his mask from his waist band before placing it in front of the farthest chair.
Roman was the next one to pick a hair as he grabbed the middle one.
Right before claiming the last chair, Dean glanced over his shoulder and saw Angel standing off to the side, in the wings of the stage. He took off both his US Title and his mask and placed them in front of his chair.
"We're down a chair here." He barked over the speakers.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw as Angel's face reddened like he knew it would and she franticly shook her head at him. "No, no, no, you don't have to do that. I'm fine over here." She waved her arms in the air as she stopped the stage manager from going and grabbing another chair.
A chuckle came from beside him, making him turn towards Roman who was shaking his head. "You're bad." He smirked as they all got settled into their chairs.
"Tell me something I don't know."
Before they could even get comfy, one of the reports stood up. "First off guys, congratulations on your victory. Uh, this was your second WrestleMania for you guys. What's the difference between last year, when you guys were the new kids on the block to this WrestleMania?"
"Were you not watching." Roman answered. "This year we were a freight train, buddy. Nobody could stop us."
"Last year…." Dean started only to get interrupted by Seth laughing. Looking over at his brother before continuing. "Last year we were, uh, you know underdogs of the century. Underdogs is a huge understatement; we were going against three former world champions. And we were going against three legends and three, you know, three future Hall of Famers; maybe for certain Hall of Famers, tonight." He shook his head at himself for rambling but kept going. "Last year we were rookies, unknowns, kind of uh, you know, eighties U.S hockey team kind of thing. This year were the Lakers…." He got distracted for a split second by Seth and Roman whispering to each other. "We're just starts. Everybody knows. Everybody knew what we were going to do, and we went out and did it."
Someone one else please talk. He looked at his brothers.
"You know the thing is, the difference wasn't so much for the Shield..." Seth thankfully took over the interview.
Grabbing one of the bottles of waters, Dean took a sig as he listened to Seth talking about how the WWE Universe sees them differently now than they did last year.
"…He said last year we came in as underdogs. This year we came in with everyone knowing what we were capable of, or so they thought. Like he said we wiped the floor with three future Hall of Famers. Get that through your heads because that's going to be a recurring pattern."
Already bored of this interview, Dean turned his attention back towards Angel who was listening intensely to what Seth was saying.
He raised a brow at her and started to do little things to see if he could distract her. He stuck his tongue, pointed, and wiggled his finger at her. Just little annoying movements that he thought would catch her eye. And he was right. After a little bit of time, Angel drew her attention away from Seth and looked at him.
"What?" She mouthed, but he didn't do anything but continue to annoy her. "Pay attention." She said trying to hide a smile.
With a sigh, he did what he was told and turned back toward the reporters just in time for the next question to be asked. "We heard a lot in the build up to this match about cracks in the Shield. Do you think that once and for all you sent a message to everyone in the WWE that the Shield is a cohesive unit, there are no cracks?"
Not this again. He sighed as he looked at Roman and Seth. "We've always been a cohesive unit. I mean, when you get this kind talent and this kind of drive and passion at this level, just like firing in one spot. Of course there's going be ego clashes, because you know, iron sharpens iron. I don't want to be hanging out with a bunch of dudes and yes men, that are agreeing with everything that I'm saying and that aren't going to push me, you know. I want to be in there and have guys on my side that are going to push me, and that I'm going to have clashes with, and that I'm going to be competitive with." He said trying to figure out how else to get this through everyone's head. He was sick and tired of answering this question. He almost rather have someone ask about his and Angel's relationship or why he kissed her in the ring then answer this damn question again.
"We weren't out here tonight competing with New Age Outlaws and Kane, we were out there tonight completing with ourselves. Not necessarily in amongst each other, but you know, kind of. Because if I didn't go out there and pull my weight, he's…" Dean nodded to Roman. "…he's going to make sure I get my butt kicked so I have to pull my weight. We're always pushing each other and driving each other…. Once that freight train gets rolling." He pounded on the table trying to work out some of the tension that was building as he talked. "…it get's ugly."
"That's the thing about the Shield." Roman jumped in as he casted Dean a look that told him to cool down a bit.
Yeah, good call… Dean let out a deep breath, and took another sig of water.
"Only the Shield can check itself. Only we have that power. If anybody else wants to step up they better get ready to sit down."
"You know, you know the whole deal. This is a brotherhood, no one else is allowed in…"
"But what about Angel?" A reporter called over Seth.
"What?" Seth stopped.
"You said that no one else is allowed in but then you added Angel not too long ago and everything seems to be fine."
Roman let out a sigh. "Angel is different."
"How?"
"She's…."
"She joined us…."
"May I?" Angel's voice came from the side as she made her way over to the table. "I think I can help." She said biting her lip.
Dean cocked his head at her, wondering what she was going to say. "Have at it." He said as she leaned back in his chair and turned the mic towards her.
He watched as she took a deep breath before leaning into the mic. "As Seth said, this is a brotherhood. Yes, I joined the Shield, as their manager and I've slowly become part of this 'family', this team, but I could never join the brotherhood." She answered with grace. "One." She pointed at Seth. "Two." At Roman. "Three." At him. "There is no four and there never will be."
"Very nice." Roman smirked.
Angel stood up with a smile on her quickly reddening face. "I hope that helped."
"Bottom line is." Seth took over again. "Any 'cracks' perceived within the Shield, we handle our own business. And what better way to make a statement then on the Grandest Stage of Them all, WrestleMania and I think we did. I think we proved a massive point tonight."
"What the significance to the masks you wore tonight, is that a new look for the Shield?"
"Well." Dean smirked as he looked back at Angel who was trying to sneak off the stage again. "Why don't we ask the one who made them, Angel?"
She spun around on her heels and looked at him with her mouth open slightly. "Why." She mouthed as she made her way back.
Giving him a little glare, she leaned back towards the mic and he could see the gears moving in her head as she tried to figure out what to say. "When the Shield competes, they strike fear into the hearts of their opponents."
Dean nodded his head and leaned toward Roman who was picking up his mask to show it off. "Wow, that was good."
"Yeah."
"What I wanted to do when I thought about the masks, was to symbolize that feeling, that intensity." She continued surprising him. "I painted them to show off the fangs of the Hounds of Justice. To show everyone that they can't be messed with. That their bite is just as bad as their bark."
"Big dogs with the big bite." Roman chuckled.
"They declared war on us, you know." He took his turn to speak at the same time he snaked his arm around Angel's waist holding her at his side before she had the chance to run away. "War paint. War gear."
"Is the war over?" Another reporter asked quickly.
Is the war over? Dean shook his head. "Well I mean, you would have to go ask them. I think one of them is in the trainer's room coughing up blood, I think one of them might be three or four blocks down at the local medical facilities and one of them might already be on a plane on his way back home to Pensacola or something." He joked making Seth and Roman laugh. "I mean, you'd have to ask them."
"They fired the first shot, we fired the biggest gun." She laughed. "That's how it is every time."
"Yep."
"So, whether the war is over or the war is just beginning, we don't care. We're always up for a fight."
"That was just one battle, we're an army. You can't take an army out of war, we're just going to move to the next battlefield, baby."
"One more!" Someone called from the crowd. Can't this be over. Dean sighed as he started to get antsy in his seat. "One more question."
"Last one." A stagehand told the man.
"After what we saw in the ring, is it safe to say that you and Angel are dating?"
And there is. Dean groaned as he leaned forward so that the mic was touching his chin. To his left, he felt Angel tense in his arm as he debated how to answer this question. Part of him thought that he should be a smart ass, while the other said that he should just tell the truth, get it over with.
Why not both.
"Do you think I just kiss random girls?" I used to. "Yeah, you could say that we are…" He looked up at Angel. "Angel and I are dating."
A thunderous sound of people wanting to ask more questions echoed through the room, but the stage manager stood up and gestured for them to leave the stage.
"Thank God."
A.A.A.
Angel stumbled off the stage and into the green room, and instantly ran right into something. Looking up she saw that it was Renee and that the woman had pulled her into a hug.
"How'd that go?" The woman asked as she inspected her.
"Fine, it was alright." Angel answered honestly as she stepped away from the hug.
"You sure?" She asked looking suspicious. "You're handling this better than I thought you would."
"Then we all thought she would." Seth added.
Looking around, she realized that everyone, Roman, Seth, Dean, Galina, and even JoJo were gathered around her. "Wow," She put her hands up. "I'm not that delicate!"
When Roman snickered, she glared at him. "Babygirl, we know you're not that delicate but…."
"…But." Galina picked up for him. "It's not every day that your personal life gets revealed to the public like that." She gave a small smile. "Trust me, it's not always easy." Roman rubbed her back.
Taking a deep breath, Angel looked around the group and nodded her head. "Truly I'm fine. I mean it is what it is." She locked eyes with Dean. "And hey, it was bound to happen someday. I just didn't think that it was going to be on the Grandest Stage of Them All."
Dean rubbed the back of his neck. "I didn't think that it was going to be tonight, either."
Feeling a little uncomfortable with everyone seeming to be watching her; making sure that she wasn't going to break or whatever, Angel clapped her hands together. "Well, no more worrying about something as silly as this, I believe that it's celebration time! Shield style!'
Seth and Roman's face lit up instantly. "That's what I'm talking about!" Seth patted her on the back.
Smiling up at the man, she watched as everyone laughed and started to get so carried away as they made their way out of the green room; leaving only her and Dean.
"Are you sure you're ok with this?" Dean asked sounding more awkward then she had ever heard him sound before.
"I already said that I was?" She told him.
He ran his fingers through his hair and sighed. "I know, I'm just…I'm not good with these kind of things and I just want to make sure…"
She couldn't help but give a little laugh. "I mean I'm not going to lie, no this isn't how I thought people would find out about us but the more I think about it, the more I realize what's the harm?" She said shrugging. "I mean look at it this way, if Hunter and Stephanie can do what they did when they first got together, then maybe a kiss in the ring isn't that bad."
Dean nodded his head. "Yeah, at least I didn't interrupt your 'wedding' to tell you that we were already married."
"Oi! Love birds are you coming or what." Seth called loudly.
Dean raised his eyebrow. "Depending on what the 'or what' is." He smirked as he winked down at her.
Skovko: They are like giggling schoolgirls, but i think it fits. I could see both of them teasing their friends like this. I'm not planning on them having kids for a long time. So don't you worry your pretty little head about it.
BrookeWorm3: I'm glad that you like it enough to reread it! That makes me really happy. I wonder how they should celebrate? I hope you liked this chapter too.
Katara Melody Cullen: I think she's going to be just find. I'm glad you liked it, i hope you like this one too.
Canadice: I'm thinking about writing a one off to show the morning after, would you like that? I'm so glad that you like the story. It means a lot to me.
Labinnacslove: They did show the world! I hope you liked the chapter.
MissyMoxy: I think she handled herself well. And I'm sure that Seth and Roman will get a few good pokes in. I'm thinking about writing a one off to show the morning after their lovely night as well as some of moments that he made those excuses, thoughts?
RuLoRox: I'm so glad that you're enjoying the story. I hope you don't get in trouble by reading it though. I hope you like this chapter as well.
NotRob: I updated! I'm so glad that you like Angel, that means a lot to me.
LHisawesome4ever: You're going to get more Angel and Dean action promise. I hope you liked this chapter.