Welcome to Chapter Sixty Five! I hope you guys enjoy this one.
Monday Night Raw: April 28, 2014
Edited: 1/13/2020
Chapter Sixty Five
"Angel!" Renee squeal as the woman came running up the hallway. Angel cocked her head as she watched her best friend. She knew that the woman had just come from the meeting for tonight's show, which made her wonder what she could be so cited about. "Guess what!"
"What?" She asked as her curiosity started to get the better of her.
Renee stopped in front of her with a huge smile on her face. "Hugh freaking Jackman is going to be on the show tonight!"
"Hugh Jackman?" She questioned wondering if she really heard her right.
Renee nodded. "Yeah, we're sponsoring the new X-Men movie, so he's coming to promote it.'
Angel blinked. "Really?"
"Really."
Angel's mind went blank for a moment as she thought about Hugh Jackman being here for the show. Hugh was one of her favorite actors and he played on her favorite superheroes, Wolverine. "Oh my, that's so cool."
"I know." The woman did a cute little dance. "Everyone's so pumped up about it!" She smiled. "Oh, and I guess I should also let you know that Stephanie announced a match between Roman and Randy for the main event."
Angel's jaw hit the floor. For the first time in a while, the Shield or at least one of them had a planned match that seemed to be fair. Or at least as fair as it could be being against one of the members of Evolution. "Oh, um yeah. Thanks. For letting me know."
"No problem." Renee's fell for a moment as she rubbed her arm. Angel knew that she felt bad about her being 'banned' from the meetings. "Well, as much as I would like to stay and chat, I've got a couple of interviews to get ready for." Her smile came back. "Tell Roman I said 'good luck. And Keep your eyes peeled for Hugh Jackman."
As Renee took off down the hallway looking as giddy as she could, Angel shook her head. When the woman was out of view, her mind snapped back to work mode, listing all the things she needed to do tonight. Telling Roman about his match was the biggest. Then there was the promo that the boys were talking about doing this morning. If that was still part of the plan. She didn't know anymore. Their plans seemed to change by the hour.
She was making her way back to the small hallway that they made into their makeshift locker room, when her phone went off. Letting out a sigh, Angel pulled her phone of her back pocket and looked down to see that it was a text from Dean asking where she was.
A small smile appeared on her face as she typed out a quick answer saying that she was on her way back. However, when she was about to hit send, she smacked right into someone and fell straight back on her butt.
Grimacing at herself, she wondered why this kept happening to her. Why was she so stupid that she kept running into people this way? Shaking her head at herself she looked up to apologize to whoever she had ran into this time.
"You alright?" An Australian voice that she knew hit her as her eyes landed on a man that she had only seen on the big screen. Hugh Jackman? Renee was right. "Miss?"
Angel cleared her throat and blinked as she tired her best to stay calm. "Yeah, sorry." She ridiculed herself for acting so stupid as she tried to get up.
"Here, let me help you." Hugh said as he grabbed her arms and helped her with ease to her feet.
However, as if determined to make herself look more like a fool, her left foot caught against her right, tripping herself. She gasped slightly as her body jolted forward a bit and she found herself plastered right into Hugh Jackman's chest.
"Wow there." He laughed as he steadied her.
"Sorry." She sighed as she fought against the heat that was making its way up on her face.
Though Hugh saw it and let out a small chuckle. "Don't worry about it."
"Angel?"
D.D.D
Angel was taking way too long for Dean's liking. And the fact that she didn't answer his text, made red flags go up in his head. Sighing, he pushed himself off the metal chair that he had stolen when they first walked into the building. "Imma go find our little manager." He told his brothers-in-arms.
"Aw, someone's worried about his girlfriend." Seth chuckled as Roman waved his hand over his head as he talked to his wife on the phone.
He shook his head at the two of them before he started around the backstage area, keeping his eyes peeled for the woman. What was keeping her this long? She was supposed to meet up with Renee and be right back.
Meaning, that something or someone had stopped her. But what could it be? He ran through a long list of possibilities in his head. But as he stepped around a pallet of what looked like metal scaffolding and what met his eyes was something he wasn't expecting to see.
Angel was standing there in the middle of the hall, half in the arms of the actor Hugh Jackman.
Hugh Jackman? Part of him wondered why Hugh was even here, most of him could careless. All his mind could focus on was the fact that his girlfriend was standing there, face bright red as she looked up at the man with that cute little smile that he loved. All while she fidgeted and played with the bottom of her shirt.
A rock dropped into the pit of his stomach.
"Angel."
Her face peered around the man that was still holding her arms. "Dean?" She cocked her head as she stepped away from Hugh. "What's up?"
"Nothing." He gritted as she stared at him with such innocent eyes. Like she wasn't in some other guys arms.
After a moment, she turned and looked back towards Hugh with that same small smile. "Once again, I'm so sorry."
Hugh laughed. "You sure say that a lot, don't ya?"
When the red that colored her face darkened, the rock that had fallen in Dean's stomach turned into lava as his blood began to boil. "Yeah, I've been told that before."
Yeah by me. He glared.
"Just make sure you watch where you're going, next time." He placed a hand on Angel's shoulder. "Texting and walking can be dangerous."
"Yeah…"
"Mr. Jackman, we really have to go." A crew member appeared out of nowhere.
"Ah, yes." He nodded his head. "Well, I gotta run."
The two of them waved at each other and Dean couldn't take it any longer. The twisted feeling in his gut was too much. He let his impulsiveness take over as he marched up to his girlfriend, who was still glowing after her little meet and greet with Mr. Jackman and grabbed her arm. Maybe a little rough then he wanted to.
Her head snapped from his hand to his face and she blinked. "What's wrong?" He didn't say anything, just pulled her down the hallway. "Dean? Dean what's wrong?" She asked as she stumbled behind him.
Even as he dragged her along, he felt bad. But he couldn't stop himself.
When they got to the first open office that he found and pulled her into the room. Not even two steps in, he maneuvered both of them around so that he was able to close the door behind them.
"What the hell?" Angel gasped as she staggered backwards, away from him.
Turing back to her, his eyes dropped and locked onto her soft pink lips. The need to his on them was so great that it was the only thing this mind could think of.
With each slow step he took towards the woman, she took one back away from him. Without touched her, he backed her against the desk in the room, only stopping once her back hit it.
"Dean…"
A.A.A
Angle gasped as Dean cut her off with a forceful kiss that forced her to lean backwards. As his lips moved against hers, she felt as he grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her close to his body. If that was possible.
Quickly as Dean kissed her over and over, breathing became a problem. Gasping, she pushed against his chest and she was almost surprised when he pulled away allowing her to breathe.
"If you wanted a kiss, you could have just asked." She chuckled and smile up at him.
Though when she was expecting him to smirk at her, his eyes darkened and not the way they normally did. No, this darkness was like the one she would see him give those he was in the ring with.
"Is something wrong?" She questioned looking away from his gaze.
Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as he wrapped his hand with her hair like he would with his tape. Once he had a good chunk of her hair, he slowly pulled her head backwards so that she had to look him in the face.
Without a word, he suddenly he pressed his knee between her legs and pressed her harder against the desk. But he didn't go for another kiss, no this time he set in on her neck. He kissed, nipped, and licked every inch of her that wasn't under cloth.
"Dean." She gasped as he bit down on her neck, hard enough that it shot a chill down her spine.
As he worked his magic on her, she quickly became putty in his hands. As he bit her once more, she let out a small moan just in time for a muffled version of the Shield's theme song came from her back pocket.
By the irritated groaned that came from the man kissing her, she knew that he heard her ring tone, but he didn't move.
"Dean, I really need to get that." She tired to keep her mind focused. "It might be important."
Not saying a word, Dean pushed himself back and helped her sit up. Quickly she grabbed her phone to see that it was Roman calling her. "Hey." She said clearing her throat, hoping that she sounded at least a little normal. "What's up Roman?"
"Where are you?" He asked. "Dean went to find you like twenty minutes ago."
Looking up at the man who was leaning on the desk next to her, she tried to figure out what to tell Roman. "Yeah we'll be right there...I had to make a pitstop."
Roman gave a knowing chuckle. "They had to make a pitstop." He called over to who she assumed to be Seth, before hanging up the phone without another word.
Letting out a sigh, she leant her head against Dean. "Looks like we've gotta get going."
"Yeah." He grumbled.
She glanced up into his face. "Is something wrong?"
"Nah." He shook his head and gave her a kiss on her forehead. "Let's go." He pushed himself off the desk and took her hand.
Even as they walked hand and hand, Angel kept glancing up at Dean trying to figure out what was going on with him. Was he allowed to get a sudden urge to kiss her? Sure. She knew the feeling. But what was with that look? What was that darkness that was in his eyes?
"There you two are!" Seth sighed as they finally made it back to their corner. "Thought we lost you."
"Sorry about that." She said feeling her facing growing warm. She knew they knew why they were running late, but thankfully they weren't saying anything about it. However, them playing it cool almost made things more awkward.
Today was just full of awkward moments…."Oh!" She quickly turned towards Roman. "You have a match!" She said trying to get completely, away from the reason they were running late.
"I do?" Roman looked shocked, which she didn't blame him.
"Yep and it's against Randy."
"Randy?" Seth questioned. "Roman is facing Randy tonight? Doesn't something seem a bit off with that?"
Angel nodded, she had the same thought. Especially because it was the main event for the show. Glancing over at Roman, she could tell that the man was running the idea of his match with Randy through his head. His entire temperament changed slightly as he leaned back agains the wall and looked at the ground.
"Also, I wasn't sure if you guys still wanted to do the promo we talked about this morning or not."
"I think that it's still a go." Seth nodded his head as he glanced over at Dean.
"Alright then, I'll go get changed and grab a camera." Angel walked over to her bag and grabbed out her vest and sport bra.
"Don't get lost this time." Roman told her.
"She won't, Dean won't be will her."
"Shush you."
D.D.D
Dean groaned to himself as he ripped his fingers through his hair and leaned back against the wall.
"Man, if you keep ripping out our hair like that, you're going to go bald faster." Roman laughed
"Shut up." He glared.
"Wow, man I'm just joking with you."
Dean shuffled in his spot. He knew that. "Yeah, just not in the mood."
"I can see that."
"What's going on man?" Seth asked.
He shook his head. "Nothing."
"It's never nothing with you." Roman reminded him.
"Can't a man be in a mad mood?"
Seth nodded. "I mean, sure… But you were ok until you left to get Angel, a little worried but ok." He pointed out. "So, what happened."
"Nothing."
"Yeah right."
"Nothing happened, now drop it." Dean growled.
"Bad news." Angel's voice came around the corner before the woman did and thankfully his brothers turned their attention towards her. "The crew members won't give me a camera." She said with a huff.
"I bet that the Authority has something to do with that." Seth sighed.
"So, we'll just take one." Dean shrugged.
"I thought you would say that." She smiled at him. "I scouted out one that's just down the hallway, I think it would be easy for the picking."
He raised a brow. "Oh yeah?"
"Yep."
"Then, let's go get it"
"Before that." Seth stepped in front of her blocking her path. "What happened?"
Dean let out a curse.
Angel looked from him back to Seth and shrugged. "What do you mean?"
"Why is Mr. Grumpy Pants here in such a bad mood?"
She blinked. "He's in a bad mood?" Those big hazel eyes landing on him and he froze. It was like he was under a microscope, and he didn't like it. "I don't know. Nothing happened, at least not that I can think of." She looked like she was really thinking about it.
"Are you sure?" Seth kept prying. "I mean he was fine this morning; something must have happened when you two were gone?"
"Nothing happened." Dean tried to intervene.
Angel pursed her lips together. "Yeah I mean all that happened was he came and found me after I ran into Hugh Jackman and then…"
A.A.A.
Angel trailed off with her words. She didn't want to talk to Seth and Roman about how she turned into putty in their best friend's arm and how her kissed her skin until she thought she was going to have a thousand marks. Which when she changed into her vest she checked for, luckily, she didn't.
"Wait, what do you mean you ran into Hugh Jackman?" Roman asked.
"Oh!" She smiled. "He's here to promote the new X-Men movie! And when I was on my way back, I got distracted and ran in to him and he was sweet enough to help me up."
She heard as Dean swore under his breath as he leaned back against the wall.
"Ah!" A huge smirk appeared on Seth's face. "That's it!"
"What?"
Seth laughed and smacked Dean in the chest. "Dude, you're jealous of Hugh Jackman. I mean the guy's good looking but come on."
"Shut up." Dean mumbled as he looked down at his feet. "I'm not… Ok! Just shut the fuck up."
He's jealous? Angel questioned. What would he had to be jealous of? She bumped into him and he helped her up that was all…Angel's eyes widened as she really pictured what he must have saw. His own girlfriend, clinging to another man, while she probably smiled and blushed like no tomorrow.
When she came back to reality, she realized that Seth and Roman were still picking on him about being jealous and it was getting to the point that Dean was starting to twitch. Never a good sign with him.
"Hey." She called interrupting the antics. "Don't we have a camera to steal?"
Not saying a word, Dean turned towards her and nodded. As the two of the walked away, she could still hear Roman and Seth talking about him.
Sometimes they didn't know when enough was enough.
As soon as the two of them got to an open area with no one in it, Angel turned around and stopped right in front of Dean. Those baby blues landed on her and she felt herself already start to melt. "Angel, I don't want to talk about it."
"I know." She smiled at him as she stepped up on her tiptoes and gave him a quick kiss, one that she hoped helped with whatever was running through his mind. She then dropped back down to her feet, turned around and pointed towards the camera that was focused on an interview spot, with no one around it. "Tada!"
Her heart jumped when he gave a small smirk. "This is certainly easy pickings. It's so easy it's boring." He told her.
"Boring." She sighed.
"Yeah, where's the challenge."
She rolled her eyes. "We're stealing a camera and all you can think about it the challenge of it."
He pursed his lips. "Yep. You could have easily done this without me."
"Well, maybe I wanted to spend some alone time with you." She pouted as Dean undid the camera with ease.
All signs of his bad mood went away as the smirk on his face grew. "Didn't you get enough before? Because I'm pretty sure that the office is still open. Hell, even if it wasn't, I know how to pick locks."
"Oh, of course you do." She laughed as she took the camera from him.
"Hey." He grabbed her and pulled her back into him. "Thought you wanted more alone time."
"I do, but we really are racing a clock here."
Dean pursed his lips again. "Then what about three full days? You, me, and the city of sin."
"What?"
"I told you the next time we have off that you're coming to my place, right?"
"Yeah?"
He smirked. "Well we have Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday off."
Angel blinked up at the man. "You're asking me to come over, like this week. Like catch a plane tomorrow?"
"Yep."
"Talk about last minute."
"I'll cover the fees."
Angel bit her lip and thought about spending three full days alone, like truly alone with Dean Ambrose. It sounded like both scary as hell and heaven at the same time.
"What do ya say?" He asked.
Angel took a deep breath and nodded her head. "I would love that."
Smiling, Dean leaned down and gave her a quick kiss. "Then book the ticket." He said pulling out his wallet and handing her his credit card.
She took the thing and put in her pocket. "Looks like that cheered-up Mr. Grumpy Pants."
"Shut up." He gave a playful growl as he grabbed her arm once more and pulled her into him again. Before she could say anything, he kissed her hard on the mouth. "Just don't look at anyone else like that." He ordered as he let her go.
Like that? "Like what?" She asked bringing her free hand up to her face. Dean didn't answer as he walked away. "Like what?" She chased after him.
…
As the boys went over roughly what they were going to say in their promo, Angel quickly booked her ticket to Las Vegas for tomorrow morning. Which she still couldn't believe was something she was doing.
Spending three day with Dean at his place, with no interruptions…It made her feel giddy.
"I think we're ready." Seth said as the three of them pushed themselves up from the travel cases they were sitting on.
"Give me one second." She told them as she finalized her order. When she was done, she put her phone in her pocket, handed Dean back his card before walking over to where they held the camera.
"So, what are we doing?"
"Keeping it pretty wide this time."
"Ok." She nodded as she followed them back into the long-ramped hallway that was right next to where the put-up camp. "Are we doing any 'handheld' stuff?" She said knowing that they would know she was asking if they were going to grab the camera.
"Nah, not this time." Roman answered.
As she got set up, she watched the boy get into their spots. Roman to the left, Seth to the right and Dean in the middle with his hands on both railing like he was about to take off running.
"Alright, we're good on my end."
"Just tell us when." Dean said putting his head down.
She adjusted her hold on the camera and pushed the record button. "Rolling."
Dean took a deep breath before his head snapped up from the floor. "The clock is ticking, for Evolution. At Extreme Rules the Shield…" He paused as he stood up completely. "…Is going to expose the fact that evolution has past you by. The Hounds of Justice are going to do what we always do, we're going to pick you apart…" Dean leaned into the camera so close that she had to fight the urge to back up. "…chew you up and we're going to spit you out!" Dean yelled before he walked back to the top of the ramp and leaned against the wall.
"Evolution is all about control, they're all about power." Seth started making her turned slightly towards him. Looking through the view finder, she adjusted where she was standing so that Dean would still be visible in the background. "They like to flaunt their Rolex watches; they like to ride in long limonene and wear very expensive suits because they believe that those are symbols of power. Well they're not!" He barked the then. "Those are just things that small men do to make themselves feel bigger about who they're not."
"This!" He suddenly held up his fist. "This is power, true power. The new Symbol of excellence and we prove it every single night we step in the ring. And when the three of you finally get the guts to face off with us, you're going to find out what true power really is."
"For years." Roman started in almost a somber tone. "For years now Randy Orton says he's the future, but from where I'm standing, he looks more like the past." He put his fist up. "This here, this is today, this tomorrow, this is future. Believe that and believe in the Shield."
As Dean squeezed himself between the wall and Roman all three men put their fists out for the fist bump which Angel made sure to pan down to, giving it a few seconds, she smirked and turned the recording off. "We're clear."
"Now all we got to do is get them to air this."
"That's no problem." Dean smirked as he took the camera from her and started out of the small hallway.
Puzzled, she followed the man barely able to keep up with him until he stopped in front of a crew member who seemed not to have the slightest clue how to processes the fact that Dean Amborse was handing him a camera. "Go give this to the production truck to play."
"There's a promo on there. I already bench marked the timestamp." She called from behind Dean.
The kid nodded his head almost took off running with the thing.
"There you go." Dean turned with a smirk on his face.
"Now, all we have to do is watch."
…
It was almost the end of the show; in fact, it was almost time for Roman's match against Randy Orton and yet their promo still hadn't played. Angel found herself wondering if the Authority had stopped it. But she kept reminding herself that wasn't true. They weren't allowed to block promo's unless they were extremely inappropriate. Which was something that the Authority, head writers, and Vince himself had to say.
As if on cue, a video package on the Shield started to play. A rush of relief hit her as she looked back at the boys. She knew that if their promo hadn't been played tonight, there wouldn't be a match tonight. Nope. They would have gone down to the ring with one thing on their minds and that was rip apart the Authority; which come to think about it, probably was already on their mind but in a little less of a literal take.
"Looks good." Roman nodded his head as he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Thanks."
"Did you guys notice that that light was that blue?" Seth said pointing back to the light that was at the top of the ramp.
"Nope."
"I think it's the setting that I must have put it on." Angel sighed.
Seth nodded his head. "It looks cool?"
"Yeah, good thinking." Both Roman and Seth praised her for something she did on accident.
When the promo ended, they got ready to head up to the public entrance when Michael Cole's voice stopped them. "And we got breaking news coming in from the Authority, as we look towards Friday Night Smackdown this coming Friday on Syfy. The United States Champion Dean Ambrose of the Shield as been ordered to defend his title against three men, Roberto Del Rio, Ryback, and Curtis Axel in a three on one handicap match."
"Come on are you serious, this is ordered by the Authority?" Jerry Lawler saying what everyone was thinking.
As the show cut to commercial, everyone turned towards Dean, who was standing there staring at the TV like he didn't understand the words that were coming from it.
"Hey man, it's just a three on one…." Seth tried to sooth the rage that was in coming. "I mean you can do that in your sleep."
Though when Dean finally did move, all he did was grab his title off the travel case near him. "Come on, we need to get Roman to his match." Dean said eerily calm.
There was a storm coming. She just didn't know when.
Keeping one eye on Dean, the four of them made their way over to where the guards that were going to escort them towards the public entrance were before heading out. When they got to the entrance, the crew member stationed there stopped them.
"Hold on, Evolution wants to do a promo before the match?"
"What?"
"Of course."
Curious, they turned towards one of the TVs that were in the snack bar behind them. "On Friday, the Shield took out eleven guys." Hunter start the promo. "There's a part of me and feel like somehow I should be mad about that, but I'm not. What I am is impressed to be honest…"
"What?" Angel couldn't stop her jaw from falling to the floor.
"These guys, the Shield their starting to remind me of somebody…" He said as he acted like he was really thinking. "Oh yeah, it's us. They're starting to remind me of us."
"Yeah, Hunter." Randy took up the mic. "But the Shield is starting to think that their the new Evolution…"
"No, we don't" Seth shook his head.
"and there's just one problem with that."
"The problem is, we're still here." Batista said sounding like he was fighting with this own voice. "And they'll never be us, never."
"Good!" Roman smirked. "I like my hair."
"See the thing is this Shield, I bought you into this world and you are looking at the three guys that are going to take you out of it. On Sunday, you will either adapt or I promise you, you will parish."
"Hit the music." Dean finally spoke up as he turned back to the guard that stopped them before. "NOW!"
Angel took a deep breath. Here comes the storm.
However, when she thought Dean was going to rip down through the crowd to get to the ring, he didn't. He walked very somberly. Like he wasn't in a hurry. When he stopped to help her up and over the barricade, she glanced at the man's face and yes, he was pursing his lips together like he did a lot, there wasn't the normally sign of anger that she expected to see. No twitching, not mummering to himself. He wasn't even throwing his arms about or bouncing on his heals.
"Keep going." He told her as he gave her a little nudge towards the far side. "Stay out of the ring." Dean told her as he started up the steel steps beside her.
"Yeah." She nodded her head as she stared down Randy, Hunter, and Batista. Staying out of the ring just seemed like the best thing to do.
The Shield and Evolution stared each other down, and when it seemed like the ref was going to get everyone but Roman and Randy out of the ring a world renowned "WOOOOO" echoed through the arena.
"Ric Flair?" Angel questioned as she turned towards the stage as Ric Flair's entrance started. Ric Flair, did indeed come out onto the stage and made his way down the ramp.
Dumbfounded she watched as Ric made his way towards her with a smirk. "Come on, gorgeous escort an old man to the ring." He said as he waved at her.
Not knowing what to do, Angel casted a look up at the boys, but they look like they were trying to figure out what to do as well. Shrugging her shoulders, she held out her hand for Ric Flair and slowly helped him up the stairs and onto the apron.
"Hold the ropes for me and my friend." Ric said to the ref.
The ref instantly did what he was told and Ric ushered Angel in through the ropes first.
When she stood up straight, she turned towards Dean who was looking at her with a raised brow. "Sorry." She mouthed to him as she gestured back to Ric Flair. How do you say no to a legend?
Behind hand her, Ric Flair got into the ring and turned away from her towards Evolution. He took his time to hug each of them before grabbing a mic.
Taking a deep breath, Angel looked around and noticed that there was a lull in the action and that Ric was soaking up the crowd's reaction to him. Which mean she could slowly sneak away. Slowly she made her way behind Dean and Roman and hoped that no one would notice her there.
"Is this Saint Loise Missouri?" Ric Flair asked and the crowd cheered. "Have I ever been here before?" The crowd cheered again. "Well I have, and I've had a lot of fun, thank you. But what I'm here to do tonight is to tell the whole world that its great being in the ring with the man that exudes what this business is all about; dominance!"
As Flair talked Evolution looked so proud of themselves. Looked like they were just being told everything the already knew.
"Now for years, I ran with Four Horsemen. Ran up and down the road, we ran wild. But we controlled the marketplace. We styled…WOOOOOO….and we profiled. The same can be said for Evolution."
"What on earth is going on." Dean leaned toward Roman.
"I don't know." Roman shrugged.
"It looks like they called in Ric to suck Evolutions'…"
"Dean." She slapped his arm.
He snickered as he looked back at her. "Come on, you can't tell me that's not what this looks like?"
Rolling her eyes, she tried to go back to what was going on in front of her.
"You know, in my years on the road. I've seen everything come full circle. And I mean the world greatness come full circle. And tonight, I'm surrounded by superstars that exemplify power, style, and grace." He paused and started to turn his back on Evolution. "But what I'm talking about now….is…" He smirked at looked over at Dean. "The Shield."
The crowd went nuts, but the boys just looked from each other to Ric as he made his way up to them to shake their hands. Starting with Seth. When he got to Dean, Dean turned towards Roman. "Do you trust him?"
"I don't know?"
With a bit of a begrudged look, Dean shook the man's hand.
"You too, sweetheart." Ric said as he leaned around Dean.
Me? Angel cleared her thought and stepped up slightly to shake Ric's hand. Which he turned into kissing her knuckles. Instantly her eyes snapped up to Dean who looked against less than thrilled about the whole thing.
Ric dropped her hand and looked up at Dean. "Got yourself a lovely girl there."
"I know." He said as he started to sway.
Once Ric turned his attention away from Dean, Angel reached up and touched his arm. "Do you know what's going on?"
"I think Ric Flair just picked us?" He leaned back towards her as Ric go out of the ring.
"I get that, but why?"
"I have no idea."
Before anyone could process anything, the ref told everyone but Roman and Randy to get out of the ring.
"You got this man."
"Give him a couple of good punches to head for me. In fact, knock that stupid look off his face all together."
"We'll be watching Hunter and Batista; you don't have to worry about them."
"Good luck, Roman!"
Quickly all three of them got out of the ring and bell rung.
"Wanna make a bet to see how long this match goes?" Seth asked as Roman gave a huge uppercut to Randy. "I say not even five minutes before it's gets DQed for some reason."
Dean set his US title on the steps. "If they're not careful the reason might be me."
Angel shook her head and grabbed picked the title up and slung it over her arms. "Hey, I hope this just ends in a normal. One two three…" Both Seth and Dean looked at her like she was crazy. "A girl can dream."
"Keep dreaming sweetheart."
The match started off with the switching of control over and over. Roman would headbutt and Randy and take the lead then Randy would do the same. It went that way until Randy threw a cheap shot at Roman and pocked him in the eye.
"Hey!" Both Seth and Dean called bull on that.
While Roman was trying to get his vision back online. Randy took the time to throw the man out of the ring.
And instantly the air around the ring thickened. As Seth and Dean made their way towards Roman, and Hunter and Batista rounded the other corner. "Stay where you are!" The ref called out to all of them as Randy and Roman fought outside of the ring.
"Light him up." Seth said clapping his hands for Roman.
"You got this."
A knee to the chest and Randy was able to grab Roman around the head and set him up for a suplex. Though Roman fought out of it until he was about to change it around and give Randy a suplex to the floor.
"How does that feel!" Seth called. "That's true power. That's true power."
Roman broke the count before grabbing Randy to put him into the ring. Though Randy kept rolling and came back out of the ring, between Angel and Seth and Dean. Angel's eyes widened as she stood next to the steps holding onto the United States Title.
She was trying to figure out what Roman's or Randy's plan was going to be, to see if she needed to move. To see if she needed to get closer to the boys.
Though her questions were answered as Roman began to drag Randy away only to stop and look her direction. "Get out of the way!" He called towards her.
Which she instantly did. She moved around the barricade so that she was standing on the start of the ramp as Roman tried to Irish Whip Randy into the stairs, but at last second, Randy was able to switch the momentum and it ended up being Roman hitting the steal steps instead.
She gasped as Dean and Seth stepped up protect their brother. However, when Hunter rounded the corner and randy went back to work on Roman all that anger that Angel knew was somewhere in Dean started to flare.
"Take it easy!" Seth told him as he stopped Dean from going after Randy, which Angel was happy about but on another note, it left her alone next to Hunter and Randy.
Randy hit Roman's head off the steps, and he cried out in pain. "Come one big guy!" Seth tried to cheer on his friend.
"I'm going to….oh I'm going to fucking…" Dean moved up beside her and he was seething, like she was surprised that she didn't see foam coming from his mouth he was that bad. Pacing in small burst. Acting as if he was just a split second from turning into an animal.
"You'll get your chance." She rubbed his biceps. "I promise."
"They're no stopping me when I do." A fact that she already knew.
Randy tried to go for a pin, which Roman kicked out a one.
"Come on, get out of there." Seth told him as pounded on the apron.
Dean rejoined Seth as they both paced slightly around the side of the ring.
Roman tried to Irish Whip the man again, when once again it was changed so he was the one set flying across the ring. But smartly Roman was able to stop himself by grabbing the middle rope. However, Randy was prepared for that and threw Roman up and over the top rope.
Roman took a moment to rest against the apron and Randy grabbed him by the hair and vest to pull him up through the ropes looking like he was going for the DDT off the ropes.
However, Roman was quick thinking and got himself out of the move. Though it didn't stop him from a few hard hits on the back, and knee to the eye that looked so vicious that she knew Roman wasn't seeing straight.
Flinging Roman into the corner, Randy set up for something only to get a full-blown Shoulder Tackle that seemed to hurt Roman as much as it did Randy.
"Come on!" Seth yelled.
"Come on Baby!" Dean patted the apron. "Stay on him, Baby."
Another Irish Whip, and a duck under the clothesline and Roman was on fire with a flying clothesline of his own.
"There you go." Angel said not able to stand back from the action any longer. She joined Dean and Seth and gave a clap for Roman as he splashed Randy into the corner. Before hitting him with another big uppercut that sent Randy Sprawling onto the bottom ropes.
Roman dropped instantly and rolled out of the ring for his Drive By. Though the side he dropped onto was the side the housed Hunter and Batista.
Swallowing the lump in her throat Angel watched as Roman somehow just walked out of the conflict and delivered the move with grace.
"Keep an eye on them." Seth gave Dean a smack on the chest as he pointed across the ring. "Somethings up."
Somethings up? Angel looked back and forth between the two men in front of her. What did they mean something was up? But they were right, as Roman went to go for a Superman Punch, Batista jumped up on the apron, distracting the ref for when Hunter walked up and yanked Roman's leg.
"There it is." Seth said as Roman turned away from Randy and yelled at Hunter.
Not able to stop the hit from Randy, Dean and Seth raced around both sides of the ring and met Hunter and Batista on the far side. A full-on brawl kicked off on the other side of the ring, as Dean took on Hunter and Seth pummeled Batista.
At first it looked as if Dean and Seth had the upper hand, but then Hunter grabbed Dean by the vest and sent him flying across the announcers' table.
"Oh god!" Angel gasped as she raced around the ring. She dropped the title off on the steel steps that were still turned up from when Roman hit him. Keeping her eyes on all the different men in and around the ring, she moved quickly so that she could get to the announcer's table.
"Dean!" She called out as she pushed passed JBL and Lawler to find Dean in all the wire and mess.
"Angel Miles as just raced up here to check on her boyfriend Dean Ambrose, who was just thrown over the table." Michael Cole said as she looked Dean over. There was a part of her that wanted to glare at the man, but then again, she knew he was just going his job.
"Dean?" She called as she moved some wires out of her way to get to him. "Are you ok?"
"Peachy." He groaned.
Before she knew it, the bell rang, and Michael Coel was going on about the match being DQed, which she was not surprised about.
"Fuck." She heard Dean groan as he tried to move around the mess that laid under him. "What's going on?"
Sighing, Angel popped her head up see all three men of Evolution taking on Roman. She glanced back down at Dean and bit her lip. She wished that he could have more time to rest. "Roman needs help."
At her words, Dean clenched his eyes closed and forced himself to sit up as he crawled back over the table. However, before he could get off the table, Batista came out of know where pulling him across the thing before slamming his head into it.
Angel covered her mouth as her mind rushed back to what happened last time. Was he about to wittiness all that devastation once again? Was this just going to be a rerun about what happened on Monday. She looked around to see Seth being sent flying into the barricade so hard that he flipped around as he fell to the ground.
No. Her heart fell as she glanced back down at Dean who was still half laying on the table. Without thinking she forward to move some hair out of his face, only to be beaten by Randy who grabbed him by the back of head and slammed him once again against the table.
Taken back by what just happened, she looked up at Randy to see him smirking at her. Like that attack was just for her. He then winked at her and turned towards Seth once again.
She felt like she was going to be sick as she watched her teammates getting beaten again. Dean was still laying on the table in front of her, Randy was manhandling Seth and Hunter once again threw Roman into the steel steps.
Her only sense of relief was when she noticed the ref going over to check on Roman, which mean she could focus more on the two men in front of her.
Quickly making her way out from behind the announcers' table, Angel watched in horror as Randy picked Dean up by the hair again. Dean looked almost lifeless as he practically dangled as Randy held him.
She watched as Randy pulled him all the way up so that he could whisper something in his ear before tossing him over to Hunter who was ready with a brutal Spinebuster to the floor.
Not caring anymore about making sure she was safe; Angel ran up behind Hunter and through the chaos. She made her way towards Dean who was writhing in pain as Randy stood over him.
"Stop!" She called as she moved so that she was straddling Dean's legs. "Get away from him." She glared up at Randy.
"Aw, aren't you cute." Randy taunted her as he sized her up.
Even as her body shook and her hands trembled, she stayed right where she was. She hoped that Randy wouldn't push through her to get to Dean, and much to her surprised he turned around and walked away.
However, now his sights were on Roman who was being held by Batista.
Just as she was about to move to go and help the other two members of her team, they both came flying towards her. One right after the other, Seth and Roman smashed into the ring post because landing into a gruesome pile of the beaten up, warn out Shield.
Trying to process what just happened, she barley noticed Evolution walking up to her until they were right in front of her. "Enough!" She cried as Batista and Hunter stamped on Roman and Dean. "Stop this!"
Hunter just pushed pass her, making sure to ram his shoulder into her, knocking her towards the ring. Grabbing onto the apron to stop herself from falling, Angel turned quickly to see Batista and Randy grab Roman while Hunter grabbed Dean.
"Let them go!" She said in vain as Hunter threw Dean into the ring, while Randy and Batista did the same to Roman.
At first, they surrounded Roman, stamping and kicking him every which way; then Randy turned around and looked at Dean. Getting a running start, Randy kicked Dean in the side so hard that the man flipped over and let out a hiss of pain.
D.D.D.
Dean gritted his teeth as pain ripped through his side. His ribs would be singing for a while after that hit. Groaning he tried this hardest to get up off the mat, but before he could even get halfway up, Randy smashed his head against the turnbuckle with his knee.
"When we're done with you, Imma give your little bitch a good work over."
"You don't…" Dean fought to speak. "Don't touch her!" He said as he used the ropes to try to get to his feet. Though the more he tried the more his side pleaded for him to stop.
Only his own stupid stubbornness helped him get to his feet. However, that same stubbornness and his blinding rage stopped him from being able to see Hunter standing in his way of Randy. And just like that he was back down on the mat.
"Aw, come on Dean." Hunter laughed as he picked him up using his vest. As he felt his head getting tucked between the man's legs, Dean knew what was coming. A Pedigree.
Barley able to fight against it, Dean groaned to himself as his arms were pulled behind his back. But just as he expected his legs to give out and his head to smash against the mat, the crowd started to cheer. And for the crowd who had been in a dead somber while they watched the Shield getting beat up to start being loud again only meant one thing, something that he couldn't see was happening.
And just like that, Hunter's grasp was released and both on them went down to the mat. The sudden move hurt, his ribs twisted, and he came down on his shoulder funny but it was nothing compared to what could have happened.
Looking up, Dean turned to see that Seth had somehow intervened. He didn't know how, didn't care. He was just thankful that his brother saved him.
"Thanks!" He called as he quickly got back to his feet and finally, finally got his hands-on Orton. Not caring anymore, Dean hit the man with the hardest part of his body, his head, over and over until the Viper was stumbling. And when he was finished, he threw him out of the ring on the far side. As far away from Angel a possible.
As he glared down at the man, Batista rolled out of the ring next to him. Which if he could do the math mean that Hunter was the only one still in the ring. He glanced over his shoulder to see that he was right. Hunter was the only one left, and it looked like Roman called dibs.
The bit man pushed himself across the ring with such a force that he was surprised when the Spear didn't split the King of Kings in half.
"That's what I call adapting." He smirked at Hunter as he writhed in pain.
"Him, he gets it." Seth said pointing down to Hunter.
"Oh, sounds like fun." Dean laughed as they grabbed Hunter and dragged him to his feet as Roman called for the Triple Powerbomb.
"Wait look out!" Angel's voice screeched, making Dean snap his head over to see her pointing towards the announcers' table. Looking passed Roman, he saw both Batista and Randy getting up on the apron with chairs in their hands.
"Awe, hell nah." They dropped Hunter and took off hitting both men with drop kicks that sent them flying from the aprons.
Grabbing the chairs so that nether men had a chance to get them again, they turned around to see that Hunter had rolled his way out of the ring.
"Come on!" He yelled at the man who was cowering on the floor. "You said you wanted a piece of us? What now?" Dean gave the chair a smack as suddenly a small brunette appeared beside him.
Looking at Angel, he realized that she must have realized that with all of Evolution on the outside of the ring, being inside of it was her best beg. Smart girl. He wrapped his arm around her and started down at the three men who were standing at the bottom of the ramp. "This Sunday." He promised both them and himself. "You're going to get it, this Sunday."
Skovko: Dean is protective of her. She is still her own person, even as she melts into the Shield
Labinnacslove: I'm glad that you liked Angel standing up to Vickie.
BrookeWorm3: I know that you want more cuddles, more are coming! Beard is good too, I do like him with his beard as well. You want to meet Renee's Jon? I wanna bring him in too but I'm not sure how to write him since he's Dean...And about the betrayal...You'll see
Katara Melody Cullen: Thank you!
Zanderlover: The Shield centric episode is so good. I loved writing it because I got to watch it over and over! About the break-up, I hate the break-up myself but this story is sticking to the timeline of the real show, with a few added bits and whatnot. But don't worry at the very end of the story...I have something planned. I know, it's hard to write about Dean after finding out that Jon Good didn't like the character himself. But I love the character so I'm going to keep going. Though I am thinking about starting a Jon Moxley story as well. By the way jealous of you! I never got to meet him, though I was at the 'last' Raw that the Shield was on. And I was right next to him twice! Once when they came down the ramp for their Shield entrance and the other one was when he fought Drew McIntyer down the steps! I was there!
Canadice: I know you do and more is coming...like next chapter.
Princessgrace41: Welcome and thanks for the answer to my question!