Chapter Fifty Nine! Thank you all for reading, This chapter took me a little bit to write. I really hope that you enjoy this chapter.

April 8, 2014/ Smackdown: April 11, 2014

Edited: 11/15/19

Chapter Fifty Nine

"Dean, just get into the tub." Angel sighed as she crossed her arms at the man who was acting like a child.

"I told you, I'm not taking a bath." He paced back and forth from the bedroom to the bathroom. "Do you know the last time I even took a bath? I think it was when I was ten."

"You're not taking a bath." She told him. "You're soaking your muscles."

Dean shook his head and leaned against the doorway. "I don't need to soak."

Knowing that he was going to fight her tooth and nail about this, she pulled out the heavy guns. "Fine." She took a deep breath. "If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that you're not in pain, then I'll give up."

The look on his face changed, as he leaned down slightly to look her in the eyes. "I'm not…"

Not letting him finish, she quickly reached out and poked him in the side, right on the ribs that he had been holding all night. A hiss of pain came from the man as he reached down and clutched his side.

"In the tub, now!" She ordered.

Groaning, Dean tried to stand up straight. "The only way…" He stretched his side. "The only way I'm getting in that tub is if you stay here and talk to me, the whole time." Dean sighed defiant to the end.

"Deal." She said with a smile as she put down the cover to the toilet and sat down. This wasn't even a slight sacrifice on her side, not at all. She got to sit here and talk to Dean as he soaked in the tub, healing his aching body. Win/Win

Dean however didn't feel the same way as he let out a huff, and slowly started to undress. Which was fine, until he reached down to unbuckle his pants. As she watched him fumble with his belt, her face grew intensely hot. When he finally got the thing undone, she couldn't stop herself from looking away.

Dean gave a pained laughed. "What are you looking away for? It's not like you have seen it before."

Even though the man was right, that this wasn't the first time that she had seen him in all his naked glory, she didn't look back until she heard the sloughing of water. When her eyes did land back on the man, he was lowering himself down into the water and she could see the discomfort on his face.

She felt bad that she was putting him through more pain, but she hoped that it would help in the end. She couldn't just sit there and watch him be in so much pain, especially not after the way he had suffered through their interview with Renee. The man could barely stand or talk, he had almost thrown up twice because of the amount of pain he was in. She knew that he needed something for his ribs, though she also knew that he wasn't going to let the trainers look at him. He had told her once, that nothing short of needing stitches would make him go to the trainers' room. So, she asked the Bellas to let her borrow some Epsom salt for him to soak in.

She had never used it herself, but she hoped that it worked as least a little bit for him.

"How long do I have to be in here?" He asked as he settled into the water.

"Like fifteen minutes."

Dean sighed. "Great."

"This was supposed to relax you."

"I think of more relaxing things to do…like what we did in the shower this morning."

Not even bothering to hide her blush, she shook her head. "The Epsom salt helps with pain."

"So, does a bottle of jack."

She shook her head at the man. "No, a bottle of jack, makes you numb to the pain."

"Same thing." Dean sighed.

"Not the same thing." She told him. "You really need to start taking care of yourself better."

"Eh, I've had worse."

She couldn't argue with that, she got goosebumps as she thought about the two long scars on his back. A barbwire match.

She didn't know much about his indie days, in fact all she knew was that he went by the name Jon Moxley and was part of CZW, which was one of the indie promotions known for being part of the hardcore side of wrestling. Which meant that one barbwire match wasn't the end of the crazy things that he had done.

"Speaking about that," She said curiosity getting the better of her. "What other crazy things like your match in Germany have you done?"

A full-on laugh came from the man in the tub. "You haven't looked up anything about my indie days, have you?"

She shook her head.

"Well, I'll tell you, fifteen minutes isn't going to be enough time to even start to talk about all the stupid stuff I've done like that."

"You've done that much?"

"Oh yeah." He nodded. "Glass, barbwire, nails, mousetraps, tacks… you name it, I've been in a match where they were involved."

"Why would you do that?"

He shrugged. "I was bored."

"You were in a match where the ropes were barbwire because you were bored?" She blinked at him.

Dean nodded his head. "Sorta. That match was after I had become a well-known name in the Deathmatch scene."

"Deathmatch?" She blinked. Was there anymore of a perfect name for a type of match that included things like glass and barbwire? "That sounds crazy."

"It was. If there was a day I wasn't bleeding, then it was an off day."

"I still don't understand why you would do that to yourself."

"Like I said, I was bored." He sloughed around in the tub. "I had been wrestling since I was sixteen and just wanted something new to get my blood pumping again. So, when I was offered my first match Deathmatch, I just said 'why not'. And once I got a taste, I just couldn't stop."

Even though she shook her head at him, she had to admit that it did sound like him to get sucked into something that was called a Deathmatch. She just couldn't see anyone signing up to wrestle with glass, tacks, barbwire and… "Wait," Her mind raced back to something that he had said. "Did you say mousetraps?"

"Yeah." He nodded. "Those bitches hurt." He said as if he was remembering something. "You know if you're that curious about it, you can look up pretty much anything you want to know."

"Yeah but what's better than a firsthand account?"

"Yo!" Seth's voice echoed through the bathroom. "Are you two done in there? I gotta piss."

Angel's eyes widened as she looked at her phone. "Times up." She sighed realizing that she kept him in the bath a bit longer then she had in mind. "How do you feel?"

Dean stretched his side out and mumbled. "Better."

"Oh?" She raised her brow.

"Will you two quit flirting and let me take a piss!"

Laughing, Angel scrambled out of the bathroom, her eyes landing on Seth as she passed. "Sorry." Seth just shook his head at her as he quickly made his way into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Letting out a huge sigh, she sat down on the bed that Dean had claimed. As she made herself comfortable on the bed, she heard muffled voices coming from behind the bathroom door. At first, she thought nothing about it, that was until she could have sworn that she heard Dean saying that he was surprised how much soaking helped his side.

A smile plastered itself on her face, even though she knew that he would never tell her that it helped, the fact that he was saying it to Seth made her chalk it up to a win.

Just then her phone went off in her pocket.

Hey girl, are you coming back to the room? Or are you staying with your boy?

Angel sighed as she looked down at the text from Renee, before quickly texting that she would be up in a little bit. Tossing her phone on the bed beside her she leaned back and stretched out against the mattress with a yawn.

After spending a week sharing a room with Dean, it felt weird going back to their original set up. But that was the plan when she booked these rooms weeks ago, and if it wasn't for the mix up for WrestleMania, she wouldn't even be thinking this.

"Someone's tired." Roman said as he walked through the door that combined the rooms.

"It's been a long day." She said looking at the man upside down. "A long week."

"Then go to bed." Dean's voice hit her as the bathroom's door ripped open.

"Dude!" Seth yelled as the door slammed shut.

"If you're that tired then go to bed." Dean said not even glancing back at the bathroom.

Looking at the man through her lashes, she let out a yawn. Going to bed sounded like the best idea in the world right now. This was the first time in a week that she could go to bed and not have to worry about what she was doing the next day, since she had nothing to do.

Yawning again, Angel sat up. "That might be a good idea."

"Might?" Roman laughed as Dean flopped down on the bed across from her. "Babygirl, you can barely keep your eyes open."

He wasn't lying. She was fighting the urge to just climb up next to Dean and zonk out. "You just want to get rid of me." She joked. "That way you three can have 'man time'."

"Got us." Dean said nonchalantly as he tucked his arms under his head and settle into his bed. "So, get out of here so we can start gossiping and doing each other's hair."

Trying to even trying to keep a slight straight face, she grabbed her phone, crossed her arms over her chest and walked around to the foot of the bed. "Well, since I'm not wanted around here, I guess I'll just go."

Roman chuckled as he leaned against the doorway to his room. "Get some sleep."

"You too." Her eyes ran from the Samoan to Dean. "All of you."

"Get your ass to bed and I will."

D.D.D.

Dean let out sigh as he leaned against the wall outside of the conference room. He had been sitting outside of this room for the lasts forty minutes, waiting for Angel to come out from the before show meeting. After Elimination Chamber he thought that he would never have to do this again but seeing that Bray seemed to still have his eyes on Angel, he didn't want to chance it. Not to mention that after 'turning' on The Authority, he had no idea what the big bosses were going to do.

A loud eruption of noise hit him as the door to his left ripped open and everything that was part of the meeting slowly made their way out of the room. Lifting his head, Dean scanned the group of people until his eyes landed on Angel.

Instantly, he knew something was off. She looked less than happy as she made her way out of the cluster of people, who were running off to do their jobs.

Pushing himself from the wall, he slowly made his way towards her. Only to see that she was oblivious to the fact he was following her. "Hey." He called, though she just kept walking. "Angel. Hey, Angel." Nothing. He reached out and grabbed her arm. "Angel."

Her head whipped around, and her eyes widened as she looked at him. "Dean?"

"You alright?" He asked as he let go of her.

A sigh came from her. "Yeah, just… annoyed." There was more than annoyance on the woman's face.

"What happened."

"As expected, we have nothing to do tonight." She sighed. Dean nodded his head. They all knew that they were sitting on the bench for tonight's show. That was just something that came with betraying the boss.

"However, what I didn't expect was Hunter and Stephanie acting so petty." She gripped her computer bag on her shoulder. "They pretended that I didn't exist. Just ignored me…Like they forgot that I was alive."

"Maybe, that's because you're just nobodies who have made a huge mistake."

Dean's blood started to boil as he turned around to see Kane standing behind them. "What the hell do you want?"

A smug ass look came to Kane's face. "It not about what I want, it's about what you need. You need to realize that the Shield are just The Authority pawns. That they own you. That if it wasn't for The Authority you wouldn't be here."

By the time Kane was finished spewing, Dean was livid. Though it wasn't because of what the man had said. No, just seeing the man's stupid face made him so pissed off that he wanted to punch something. Running his tongue around on the inside of his mouth he stepped up into Kane's face.

"You need to realize that at least the Shield had the BALLS to do what we want!" He growled as he looked up and down at the man's suit. "Devil's Favorite Demon? Yeah right, try The Authority's favorite puppet."

"Dean." He heard Angel warn him as he grabbed his arm.

Kane's face twisted with anger. "You should watch yourself. If it wasn't for The Authority, you would have nothing. Not your brothers, not your little girlfriend." Dean drew in a deep breath as his jaw clench.

"Never thought about that huh?" Kane grew smug again.

Of course, I thought about that. It was his biggest concern when it came to them going against Hunter. Back when Angel was worried about Kane ripping her away from the team, Dean laughed; Kane had no power like that, but Hunter and Stephanie did.

"Just think about it, any type of happiness that you two have is due to the Authority."

Don't hit him. Don't punch him in his smug ass face. Dean told himself over and over. He didn't need the fine right now; he still had the door from Elimination Chamber to pay for.

"Now if you excuse me." Kane stepped back and fixed his jacket. "I have to prepare for my match."

Walk away…just walk away.

A.A.A

"Well, the two of you don't look happy." Roman sighed as they made their way up to the small area off the main drag that they Shield had taken over. "What happened?"

"Had a run in with Kane." Dean spat as he walked over towards the travel cases. "Mr. High and Mighty, thinks that The Authority has one-upped us, since we don't have anything to do tonight."

Seth and Roman both shook their heads. "Do they know how we are?"

"Like that will stop us." Seth laughed. "You knock us down and we're just come back stronger."

Angel smiled at the two men as they pounded fists, though when Roman went to put his fist out for Dean, it fell as Roman's eyes widened and he dropped his hand. Which she didn't blame the man. Dean was looking particularly murderous right now. It was too the point that it even was starting to scare her.

"You alright there, bro?" Roman asked.

"Just peachy." Dean mumbled under his breath. "Just fucking peachy. I just love being told off by a man who likes to pretend that he's a demon."

"Easy there, man." Seth put his hands up. "We'll get him back." Seth said giving him a pat on the back.

Dean pounded his own fist together. "Damn right"

Angel knew that all this meant one thing, they were going to interfere with Kane's match tonight. Just like the Shield was known for doing, they were going to go down and DQ the match before laying the beat down.

Which normally she would have some sort of reserve about but this time she was all in. Dean wasn't the only one who was angry about who cocky Kane was being. And she didn't like that he threw her and Dean's relationship into the middle of the fight.

Even though she knew it was bound to happen, knew that Kane wasn't going to be the only person to say something about it. But for some reason when Kane brought up the fact that if it wasn't for The Authority, they wouldn't be together and that they owed any happiness that they have together to The Authority; she felt like she had been slapped in the face.

Suddenly her phone went off in her pocket, knocking her from her thoughts. She groaned, she answered it. "Hello?"

"Angel!" Her mom's voice echoed through the phone and she let out a curse. "I've been trying to get a whole of you all week."

"I know, sorry. I've been really busy with work." Which was true but wasn't the reason she had been ignoring her mother's phone calls. No, that was because she didn't want to have a certain conversation with her, one that she knew she was about to have.

"Well, I wish you would at least call back one in a while." The woman sighed. "I have something very important to talk about."

"Sorry, Mom." She said making to emphases she was talking to her mom, so that they boys knew before she walked off slightly. "What's up?" She asked even though she already knew what was going to come out of her mom's mouth.

"I want to know why you didn't tell me about you and Dean."

Nodding her head, Angel let out a sigh. There it is. As soon as the fog in her mind had cleared from the kiss, she knew that her mom was going to call and go off about being the last person to know about her and Dean. "Mom, we didn't tell anyone about us. You found out the same time as the rest of the world." She said slightly lying. Though she only really told Renee about them, the Bellas, Roman, and Seth found out by themselves.

"But I'm your mother." She said starting the typical motherly guilt trip. "Do you know how shocked your dad and I were when we turned into WrestleMania to see you two kissing?"

Turned in? The woman was acting as if they were flipping through channels and randomly landed on her and Dean kissing. Which wasn't the case, she knew that her mom and dad had made a day of the show. They made some food, poured some drinks, curled up on the couch, turned on the new WWE Network and watched the whole show; even the kickoff show.

"Mom." She rubbed the back of her neck. "Please. It's not like I was hiding it from you. Dean and I wanted to figure out our…feelings," And still were. "before we told anyone."

At the mention of feelings, a giggle came from the other side of the phone. "Well, either way; I'm just so glad that you have a nice, handsome man to look after you. After what all happened, we were worried."

"Mom!" She snapped.

"I'm sorry but it's true." Her mom sighed. "I can sleep better at night knowing that you have someone watching over you." Though she shook her head, Angel knew why her parents were worried about her. Whose parents wouldn't be worried if their daughter was hit by a coworker on their first day of work, and then go locked in closet by another coworker.

"So, when are we going to meet the man?"

She let out a sigh. "I don't know mom. We're really busy with work…"

"Well you have to have a day off coming up."

"Mom, you know how this works. If we're not doing a show for TV, then we have interviews and if we don't have those then we have house shows."

"Well, aren't you coming home for Easter?"

Angel bit her lip, knowing where her mom was already going with this. "Yes."

"Then, invite him to come with you."

"Don't you think he'll want to spend Easter with his family?"

"Won't you just ask the man?"

"Fine." She let out a sigh of defeat. "I'll ask him if he wants to join us for Easter."

"Good, let me know what he says that way I can make sure to set the table for him."

"I will." She said pulling the phone away from her ear for a second to look the time. "Mom, I really do have to go. The shows starting soon."

"Alright baby, I love you!"

"I love you!" She heard her father call through the phone.

"I love you and tell Dad I love him too."

"Will do. Have a good show."

"Thanks, bye."

When she finally hung up the phone, Angel let out a deep breath. Dealing with her mom wasn't as bad as she thought it was going to be, but now she had to ask Dean to come over for Easter. Trying not to dwell on the fact that Dean might be meeting her parents, Evelyn and Christopher Miles, she quickly put her phone in pocket and made her way back to the boys.

"Sorry about that." She said making all three men look up at her.

"Nah, don't worry about it." Seth shook his head. "We're just coming up with a plan for tonight."

Angel nodded her head as she made her way over to where Dean was leaning against one of the travel cases. As she got closer to the man, she noticed the intense way he was looking at the ground. Slowly she reached out and touched his arm.

His head snapped up and looked at her, only to let out a long breath. "Everything…" He cleared his throat. "Everything ok with your mom?"

"Everything is fine. She was just calling to check up on me…you know like moms do."

"…Yeah." He shuffled slightly in his spot. "That's good."

"Oh." Now was a good time as any. "She invited you to Easter, if you want to."

"Easter?" He blinked as he flexed his hands in front of him. "When's that?"

"The twentieth." She said only knowing the date due to the fact that it was one of the only Sundays coming up that they didn't have a house show on.

Dean shuffled again and gave a crack of his neck. "Alright, yeah."

She gapped at the man. "You'll go?"

"If you want me to go, then why not."

Butterflies rolled in her stomach as she could stop herself from smiling. "Then I'll let my mom know to set the table for one more." She couldn't believe how easily he agreed to go.

Seth clapped his hands. "So, I have an idea."

…

The end of the show was coming up, which meant that Kane's match was coming up. Which mean Seth's plan was about to start. However, after doing a scouting mission, aka walking towards the door that leads to the public area; they had found out that The Authority had a feeling that they were going to try and pull something tonight and told security not to let them through.

So, now they were standing outside of one of the bottom entrances, waiting for the perfect time to go and attack Kane. They had been waiting for this for about two hours, and though she thought that time would have helped calm everyone down, it would seem that just the opposite happened.

For about the last hour of waiting, Seth and Roman hadn't said a word, while Dean had been muttering to himself and had been 'warming himself up' all night.

"Daniel's hitting Kane with the 'Yes Kicks'!" Said the fan that they had easily gotten to recite what was happening in the match for them. "Oh, he just knocked Kane out of the ring by pulling down the top rope!" The man laughed. "This is amazing."

The crowd cheered and the fan jumped up and down. "Suicide Dive! Now the Usos are get in on the action!"

Taking a deep breath, Angel almost wished that she could see the action going on in the ring, but if they stepped out to where they could see the titaintron the fans might see them. As she went to lean against the wall, when the ring bell sounded.

"Did someone win?"

"Nah," The fan jumped to his feet. "It's a DQ."

"Who, DQed the match?" Seth asked as he sneaked up beside her.

"Batista threw one of the Usos into the stairs."

"Then it's show time" Dean said as both him and Roman joined them as well.

Seth reached out and grabbed Dean, holding him back. "Wait."

"Wait for what?" Dean said seething. "If this is about your perfect timing bullshit."

"Kane is clearing the announcers table!" The fan shouted.

"Fuck it." Seth shook his head as both men took off through the crowd.

A heavy hand landed on her shoulder, making her turn toward Roman. The man nodded his head at her, before taking off after his brothers.

Being left in the dust by the boys, Angel quickly made her way through the crowd. Her eyes were locked onto the flashes as the mayhem that she could see over all the people and the barricade. And what she could make out, all three members of the Shield were ganging up on someone who was laying on the ground.

When she finally reached the timekeeper's area, the boys were done beating up on who she now realized was Kane and had turned their attention to the ring. She watched as they taunted Randy and Batista before quickly making their way up onto the apron.

Keeping her eyes on what was happening in the ring, Angel made her way quickly around the outside of the ring and over to where Daniel Bryan was laying on the floor.

"How we doing?" She asked taking the moment to look down at the man.

"I'm fine." He nodded his head. "Thanks for the save."

"No problem." She said even though she knew that the boys only saved him due to the fact that Kane was the one attacking him.

A loud boo from the fans made her look up to see that the boys were now in the ring, standing against the ropes at the far side; while Batista and Randy were retreating up the ramp.

After giving Daniel another look-over, Angel quickly made her way up the steel steps and into the ring, stopping just behind the Shield members. A smirked came to her face as she watched Randy and Batista walking backwards up the ramp. If they were retreating it meant the Shield had won.

All of a sudden, the fans started to scream and call out to them. Out of the corner of her eyes she saw the fans pointing at something behind her. Turning around, her eyes locked on Kane who was making his way into the ring with a metal chair in his hands. Eyes widened, she went to reach out and warn the boys when she realized that he wasn't going after them. No, those dark eyes were on her.

Inhaling sharply as a sudden rush of fear hit her, her body seemed to shut down. All she could do was step backwards slowly the man got closer and closer. Just as she was about to reach out to Roman behind her but ends up tripping on herself. Kane raised the chair up over his head and she clenched her eyes closed, preparing herself for the hit, readied herself for the pain. But nothing happens.

As a huge hit shakes the mat and her eyes opened to see both Daniel Bryan and Kane laying on the canvas.

"What the…" She heard a curse come from behind her, as she watched Daniel getting up front of the mat. Locking eyes, she gave Daniel a silent 'thank you' as he started up a 'yes' chant.

Sitting trying to catch her breath she scrambled away from the man lying on the mat, until she bumped into something. Looking up she saw Dean standing there. "Angel?" He placed a taped-up hand on her shoulder.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded her head. "I'm alright." Dean helped her up quickly, before joining Roman and Seth who were making their way around Kane.

As the crowd went nuts over the promise of a beat down at the hands of the Shield, Daniel called for the boys to do the Triple Powerbomb and the boys were all too happy to oblige. Roman calls for the powerbomb as Seth and Dean lifted Kane up onto the man's shoulders.

Still slightly wound up, Angel slowly made her way towards the ropes, grabbing onto the top rope as Kane came smashing down against the mat, making her bounce off her feet. Within an instant after Kane's back hit the canvas, the boys were up against the ropes with her.

"That's in your future!" Seth yelled over the ropes.

"Come on, you sons of bitches." Dean gritting out as he put his hand on her back, making her look up at him. The man was pissed, there was a scowl on his face, glare in his eyes and was breathing so heavy that his cheeks puffed out with each breath. Not to mention the fact, back and force on his feet, to the point that she thought he was going to fall backwards.

The hand on her back pressed on her harder as Dean stepped up and met Roman and Seth for the fist bump, pushing her against the ropes just slightly.

And the crowd cheered, and they didn't stop until both Randy and Batista made their way backstage.

"Hey…Hey guys." A crew member ran in front of the waving his hands to get their attention. "I hate to ummm be rude but we have a dark match with John Cena and the Wyatts….So…"

"I got you." She smiled at the man just trying to do his job. "Come on." She turned around to face the boys. "I think it's beer time." Seth and Roman seemed to come back to their senses when she mentioned 'beer time' however, Dean did not.

Sighing she placed her hand on his chest. "Dean." She ran her hand in small circles hoping that it was soothing him at least a little bit.

Dean's eyes flickered down to her and he placed his hand on hers. "Yeah." He took a deep breath. "You're right… it's beer time."

D.D.D

'Beer time' wasn't enough. He needed 'whisky time' 'drink until he couldn't feel the anger that ran through his body time'. Giving his neck a crack, Dean brought his beer to his mouth an again. Though just as he went to take a drink, his eyes landed on Angel who was off on the 'dance floor' with Renee and the Bellas.

And somehow, even though he was steaming mad, a smile appeared on his face as he watched the girl jump up and down and sway to the song 'Classic' by MKTO. Though more modest than the other three women around her, he couldn't help but raise a brow as he watched her hips sway.

"Man, you got it bad." He heard Roman laugh.

Pulling his eyes from Angel, he turned towards his brother that was sitting next to him at the bar. "What the hell does that mean?"

Roman shook his head. "Don't give me that shit." He nodded over to the dance floor. "I can see the way you look at her."

"Yeah…" He rolled his eyes even as his vision locked back onto Angel again.

"Dean, I'm your best friend, do you really think you can hide it from me."

"I'm not hiding anything." He said through his teeth.

"Then look away from Angel for more than three seconds."

Taking the challenge, Dean turned back towards Roman. "One. Two. Three." Dean counted.

"Seriously man." Roman sighed.

"Ro, fine you caught me staring at my…" Dean paused. "You caught me starting at Angel because I find her attractive and I like the way she shakes her hips." Dean nodded his head. "Good job, brotha. You did it. You caught me."

"What the hell is he getting worked up about?" Seth asked as he walked up towards them.

"What doesn't work him up?" Roman sighed.

Seth shook his head. "Good point."

"Imma take a piss." Dean growled as he got up from his stool. He couldn't stand his brothers right now. Not when he was already fighting his anger as it was.

He turned towards the bathroom which was on the other side of the dancefloor. Not even one step into his journey, his eyes landed back on Angel, who was now dancing with Brie Bella to the song Happy. He sighed. Even though he found the song so annoying, to the point that he wanted to pull out his hair, he couldn't stop watching her.

That was until he heard a deep laugh come from behind him.

Shit. He ripped his eyes away from the woman, and quickly made his way around the dancefloor. When he made it to the small hallway that lead to the two bathrooms, Daniel Bryan happened to come out of the one marked 'men's'.

"Hey." Daniel acknowledged him.

"Hey." Dean said trying to be nice. Though he didn't really know or care for the 'Yes Man' he was grateful to the guy. He'd saved Angel tonight from getting hit with a chair and that was more than enough to warrant the man a friendly hello. Hell, he would give the man a hug if he wanted. "Hey, congratulations on the wedding."

Daniel's eyes lit up as he looked over at his new wife. "Thanks, man." He chuckled. "Look at those two. They are something, aren't they."

Dean turned around and pursed his lips together as he looked at Angel and Brie. "Sure are." The two of them just stood there, watching the two women who were basically swing dancing.

"Um, thanks man. Thanks for tonight."

Daniel shook his head. "No thanks needed. Even if you didn't do it for me, you guys saved me first." He laughed as Brie started to grind against Angel, who had no idea what to do but laugh. "Plus, I wasn't going to sit back and let something like that happen to her."

"I can't talk for the other two, but if you need something, just ask." Dean told him.

"You too."

BrookeWorm3: I have plans to use AJ Lee for a plot line. Oh, and though it wasn't a one off was the scene patching Dean up good? I hope so. I really liked writing it.

Katara Melody Cullen: When I listened to the man do the interview I felt for the man. And you'll get to see Angel angry don't you worry.

Skovko: Are you talking about Roman, Seth, or Dean...or all three. Lol

HugKnuckles: Don't worry more one on one time is coming. I'm glad that you like story. It means a lot to me.

Labinnacslove: Yep, Deano doesn't like when his Angel is upset.

Canadice: I'm glad that the story makes you happy. It makes me happy too!