Welcome to Chapter One Hundred and Five! Woot. More backstage set up. What happens on this Monday Night Raw was always one of my favorite moments, because I always wondered how they got him in there, and how long was he really out in that box. So this is part one of my vision of that. Part two coming soon.

Monday Night Raw: August 11, 2014

Angel took a deep breath, hyping herself up to walk into catering. You can do this. She told herself. What was the worse thing that they could say? No? Fuck no? She was sure there were worse things they could say, but she didn't really want to think about that right now.

Turning into the large open space, she looked around. Sitting at one of the tables were three of them men she was looking for, Kofi Kingston, Big E, and Xavier Woods. Truly she was only looking for Kofi but the man seemed to be tied at the hip with these two as of late. But that could work in her favor.

Pausing to ready herself, she walked up to their table with the biggest smile that she could muster on her face. As soon as they noticed them, she waved and said. "Hello!"

They all turned towards her with confusion on their faces. "Hi." Kofi said back.

Realizing there was no turning back she said. "So, I have a weird favor to ask."

"A favor?" Xavier raised a brow. "And what would that be?"

"So, I was wondering. Um. Wondering if…I was wondering if you guys would be willing to sign up to be lumberjacks on Sunday?"

"Lumberjacks? You mean for Dean and Seth's match, right?"

She nodded.

"You want us to sign up to be lumberjacks for them?" Big E repeated as if he was really trying to make sure he heard her right. "Why?"

"Well, I'm trying to stop the Authority from stacking the lumberjacks against us." She said honestly.

"And you trust us to not ally with the Authority."

"I do."

"Even after Dean beat me for the United States Championship and they took out Big E."

"I didn't say that you guys would be on Dean's side." She explained. "I said I trust you not to be on the Authorities side." Feeling the gaze of all three men, she added. "If Dean rolls out of the ring on your side, you are in the clear to do whatever you want."

They looked at each other.

Feeling anxious, she cleared her throat. "Think about it at least."

"Uh, we will."

"Thank you." She nodded. "Um. Well, have a good day." She said walking off.

Heading out of catering, she took a deep breath through her nose and closed her eyes. That couldn't have been more awkward. They looked at her like she had grown another head. A look that she knew she was going to see from every person that she asked the same favor from.

Upside, that would hopefully the only time she saw that look tonight for most of the people that she wanted to talk to were on the other side of the world right now. Or so she thought.

Stopping in her spot, she saw R-Truth in the middle of the hallway, stretching. She drew her brows together. He wasn't on her list, she hadn't even considered him before, but now? He thought about how likely he was to get brough by the Authority? She thought about it, going through everything she knew about the man. He didn't really seem loyal to anyone, and not because he was a lone wolf type of guy, but more because he wasn't all there. He seemed to forget who's side he was on. Which could be a problem, but if there was a chance for him to be an asset, she should ask him.

Turning towards the man, she put on the

However, that didn't stop her from keeping an eye out as she walked through the halls. That's when she spotted R-Truth. Now he wasn't on her list, she hadn't even concerided him until now.

How likely was he to get bought by the Authority? She thought about it, going back through everything she knew about him. R-Truth wasn't really loyal to anyone, and not because he was a loner but more because he wasn't all there. He seemed to forget who's side he was on. Which could both work in their favor or hinder them.

But if there was a chance for him to be an asset, she should ask him. Turning towards the man, who was doing lunges and gave him the same smile that she gave the trio before. "Hey, R-Truth."

Looking up, he gave her the widest grin, like she was his best friend that he hadn't seen in forever. "Hey!"

"Hey, can I asked you something."

"Of course."

"I wanted to know if you were planning on signing up to be a lumberjack on Sunday?"

"Sunday?" He asked looking generally confused.

"Summerslam?"

"THAT'S THIS SUNDAY?" He yelled as he rose to his feet in a blur.

"Um, yes."

"Damn…" He looked around the hallway. "Summerslam. Why are we having Summerslam in May?"

She blinked at him. "It's August."

"Oh. Cool." He nodded. "So, what about Summerslam?"

"Uh, are you going to sign up to be a lumberjack?"

"Someone's having a lumberjack match? Who?"

"Dean and Seth."

"Oh. Cool." He nodded.

Standing there for a moment, she waited for him to answer her question, but he didn't. "So, do you want to be a lumber

She stood there and waited to see if he was going to answer her question, when he didn't she said. "So, do you want to be a lumberjack?"

"Sure, sign me up." He said before walking away.

"You have to sign yourself up." She called after him. When he disappeared, she ran her fingers through hair. "What the hell?"

At that moment, she realized that every story that she had heard about R-Truth were true. She was surprised that he even knew who he was. Rubbing her eyes, she walked off towards where she had left Dean.

Getting back, she saw Dean tapping up his wrists. "Hey, how was your walk?" He asked looking up. "Did you find any one to join our cause?"

"I asked Big E, Kofi, Xavier Woods, and R-Truth."

"And?"

"Well R-Truth said he would sign up, but I'm not sure if he really knew what I was talking about. The man thought it was May." She stated, making Dean chuckle. "The others looked at me like I was crazy, so we shall see."

He nodded. "I texted Jimmy and Jey and they said they already put their names down."

"Of course." She smiled. "I never had any doubt about that."

"So we might have six people if everyone signs up."

"Better then nothing." She said walking over to their bags to get out her shirt or the show. Just before she could reach them, she was snagged off her feet and pulled into Dean's lap.

"You need to stop worrying so much." He said wrapping his arms around her and leaning his chin on her shoulder. "Sunday's going to be fine. It's going to be like any other show, Seth and I kicking the shit out of each other until one of us can't get up. That was going to happen with or without the lumberjacks."

"I know, I just don't want you not getting up because of ten or more men deciding to get into the ring and beat you to a pulp." She said leaning into his hold.

"Hey, they might go after Seth."

She tired to give him a look but she couldn't turn enough to see him. "Yeah right."

"They might all decided that they hate him more then they hate me." He said. "I mean, I know they hate me, I didn't come here to make friends, but at least I didn't side with the group who is actively shitting on everyone."

"They're not shitting on everyone." She sighed.

"Just give it time." He said. "That being said, I hate how worked up this has made you." She felt his lips against her throat. "I'm supposed to be the manic one, if we're both crazy, whose going to be the voice of reason?"

"I am." They heard. "Also can you not fuck my best friend in the middle of the hallway."

Groaning, he pulled his face away from her. "You're starting to sound like the voice of cockblock."

"Well good." She said sitting on the of the travel cases next to them. "How did the search for lumberjacks go?" She asked.

Angel grumbled. "Fine, I guess. I mean if your definition of fine is getting looked at like you're crazy, have one person say that they would sign up but your not sure if they even know where they are, and the only people that you know are going to be out there that won't sell out to the Authority are the same two that you knew would be out there from the start."

"I don't know if I would call that fine, but hey at least you'll have the Usos out there."

"I feel like it's kind of upsetting that you know who we were talking about without hesitation."

"Or does it mean that the Usos are that good of a friend that they wouldn't hesitating to help you out."

"It means we don't have a lot of friends." Dean laughed.

"That's true." Renee sighed. "I can see if I can get a few people to sign up."

"Are you supposed to be unbiased?"

"So?"

Chuckling, Angel rose from Dean's lap, much to his chagrin. "It's fine. I plan on asking more people tomorrow. I figured it would be easier since we have all hands on deck due to Hulk Hogan's birthday."

Dean let out a long groan. "Shit, that's tomorrow isn't it. Fuck."

"What?"

"I hate doing shit like that." He sighed. "They want all hands on deck, so we're all there gathered for the show, most of us only here to just stand there on the stage as they play into some old man's ego. And why are we all here anyway, the whole 'celebration' is going to be about the legends they bring in. Which is the only good part about tomorrow. We get to see the 'greats' before they become the 'lates'."

"Dean!" Angel slapped him on the arm.

"I'm just saying." He said standing up from his chair. "Some of those men are old, and most of them are in terrible shape. I mean have you seen Ric Flair? Who knows how long we have left with that man."

"Ric, he's like a cockroach, he's going to outlive all of us."

"Crap you're right." Dean agreed. "It's all the drugs, there going to keep him alive. Trust me, I'm really sixty-five." He winked.

As they laughed, a loud sniffing noise came from behind them. It sounded like someone was really congested and it was kind of gross. Turning, they saw Seth walking up towards them, with a few crew members that seemed concerned about whatever he was smelling. "Dose anyone smell stale beer and chicken shit?" He asked as his eyes landed on Dean. "Oh." He looked him up and down. "Never mind." He laughed so loud it echoed as he walked away.

A strange coldness filled the area, seeming to come from the man behind her.

"Um…" The crew members who were just standing there, looked around. "Ah…we're…we're just going to go."

"Good idea." Renee sighed as they scuttled away.

Slowly, she turned around and looked back at Dean. "Are you ok?" She tried to judge his mood by the look on his face, but that was easier said then done. His face was totally stoic, but his body was shaking. Reaching out, she grabbed his hands and held them to his side. "Sunday is only six days away."

"I'm fine." He said after talking a deep breath. "Just imaging beating him with one of those metal poles over there."

"Uh," Angel looked behind herself to see said metal pole and she shook her head. "Can I ask you to not do that."

"Oh, I won't." He sighed. "Just picturing it is enough for now."

Renee swallowed. "I would hate to see what happens when it's not enough."

"Oh, when it's not enough, then that's when I take that metal pole and use it to break Seth's face apart until it turns to mush."

Her eyes went wide for a second. "So, I'm not leaving because that freaked me out, I'm leaving because I need to go have a meeting with the interview team, it's just perfectly timed with that very uncomfortable comment."

"Have a good meeting?"

"I will." She said before bursting out laughing. "See you later, have fun beating up Seth in your mind."

"I always do."

Angel waved her off. "Are you sure, you're ok?"

"Yeah," He looked down at her. "I'm cool. Seth is just a fucking child." He said before mumbling under his breath. "Stale beer and chicken shit."

"So if your good, then why are you shaking?"

"I didn't say, I wasn't angry." He said. "I just said, that I'm cool."

"Ah, what you mean is you're going to let this build up until it explodes."

He shrugged.

"That's not a good thing."

"No, but beating Seth's face in with that metal pole is a worse thing."

She sighed. "I'm sure that would mean a loss of your job slash jail time for you." A look on Dean's face made her glare at the man. "You're not weighting the options, are you?"

"Of course not. Though there's nothing wrong with three hots and a cot."

"Expect you will be in jail and lose your dream job."

"Oh, the dream job, that's a trump card with me. Damn it."

"I'm keeping a mental note of that." She told him.

"Look at you being a good manager, trying to keep out of jail and employed."

"That's part of my job, it literally in my contract it's called the Ambrose cause."

"Perfectly name."

"I thought so too, I also have one that's called the Reigns cause, but that has something to do with long hair and it's complicated I won't go into it."

A chuckle came from Dean and she couldn't help but smile to herself. She felt proud that she could at least change his mood even if it just a little bit.

However there was no changing his mood when they got to the arena the next day. They went to pull into the parking lot, a black car suddenly pulled into the same parking spot that Dean was trying to park into.

If they thought the hallway last night got cold from his rage, the car was freezing.

"What the fuck" Dean hit the horn.

"Maybe they didn't see you?" She tried to justify.

"How the hell didn't they see me, we're in a bright red car."

"I don't know but it's possi—" She went to say but the person who got out ruined anything she could say. "Nevermind." She sighed as she watched Seth walked around to the trunk of his car.

"Motherfucker." Dean gritted.

"Just find another parking spot." Renee sighed from the backseat. "Please, I don't have the energy to deal the two of you."

Dean ringed his hands on the wheel.

"Dean."

As he put the car in reverse, Seth turned and gave him a cocky look before laughing, shutting the car trunk, and walked off. From beside her, Angel heard Dean inhaling and exhaling through his nose, each breath sounded more and more like a growl.

Looking over she saw Dean's eyes following Seth as he disappeared into the arena. A few seconds later, he finally backed up into another parking spot.

Talking a deep breath, she started to gather her stuff to get out. "What a way to start the day." She turned to open her door, when she realized that Dean hadn't moved at all. Looking back she locked eyes with Renee who looked as nervous as she was. "Are you going to stay in the car all night?"

Clearing his throat, Dean nodded his head and turned off the car before he opened the door. "Sorry." He mumbled. "He's a fucking asshole."

"He is." Renee agreed as she scooted out of the car. "Should have ran his ass over."

They both blinked. "Weren't you the one who say it was too early to deal with us."

"I did." She nodded. "But if you would have ran him over then I wouldn't have had to deal with it, he would be dead."

Dean shook his head. "You would have to deal with the cops when they get here since I just murdered a man."

"Don't say that so loud." Angel sighed as they waved at the group of fans that were cheering for them from just outside of the parking lot.

"I'm sure they would still cheer for him." Renee laughed. "Though they would probably wanted him to murder him in the middle of the ring."

"And I will, this Sunday."

"No camera's out here Dean, no need to do a promo."

"It's always time to do a promo."

Both of them rolled their eyes. Getting their bags out of the car, they started into the arena, and they were instantly greeted with a bunch of yellow and red packages that filled the loading dock.

"Wow." Angel eyes went wide as they walked through. "I know it's Hulk Hogan's birthday celebration, but this is ridiculous."

"This isn't even the gifts." Renee said. "These are fake. They talked about it last week, they didn't want to bring out any of the real presents just in case, so they made a bunch of fake ones and they're going to put these on the stage.

"Neat."

"Makes since, I would be the first to admit, I would purposely use a gift as a weapon if I felt like it was heavy enough to some damage."

Angel looked at her boyfriend. "Of course you would."

"Hey, there could be one of those big old paperweights in one of those gifts, would know what that would do, coming down on someone's head?"

"I don't want to know."

"Neither do I."

"It would be amazing."

"God."

"Dean." They groaned.

After signing them in and getting any new updates and whatnots, they started to settle in. Once everything was good, they left Dean and started for the meeting. Which went just like it always did, they rattled off of a punch of stats and numbers that meant nothing to either her or Renee. It was about an hour later when they finally started to talk about the schedule. That in itself felt like hell as well since it seemed like a huge bulk of the show was going to be for the birthday celebration.

"We want every Superstar and Diva here to be on the stage tonight during the celebration." Stephanie told them. "We're going to sing Happy Birthday and everything."

Angel rolled her eyes as she watched the woman stand there with a wide smile on her face. Of course she would be excited about a show that had nothing to do with the pay-per-view that was just six days away.

"So we're actually here for nothing but to celebrate Hulk Hogan's birthday." She groaned packing up. "Great, because Dean's going to enjoy that fact."

"Hey, he likes karaoke." Renee chuckled.

"Yeah, he likes to sign Sweet Caroline while drinking in a bar, not being forced to sing Happy Birthday."

"He should ruin it by singing something like Sweet Caroline."

"Yeah, that won't get him fired."

"I'm sure no one will hear him over the whole roaster."

"I'm not quite sure about that." She sighed. "Dean's voice carries."

Renee scrunched her nose. "True."

"Do you know who else's voice carries?" Turning around, Angel saw Xsavior Woods standing there.

"I'm going to guess mine?"

"Smart guess." He smiled at her.

"Sorry, if I disturbed you."

"You didn't." He smiled at her. "In fact, I agree with you. To bring all of us to here just for a birthday celebration, it ridiculous. More so because they wouldn't do this kind of a thing just for anyone."

"Not to mention that they seemed to forget that this is the Raw before Summerslam." She added.

"Yes!" He clapped. "Totally."

Glancing down at her note book that she hadn't put away yet, she quickly read over the 'schedule' for tonight. There wasn't a whole lot on it, just a couple of matches like one between Seth and RVD, and a couple of things that she had written down as Authority shit.

"I just realized that there's only four matches tonight."

Renee's eyes went wide. "What do you mean? How long is the celebration going to be?"

"The whole show." Xsavier said with a humorless chuckle.

"I mean you're not wrong."

He cleared his throat. "I forgot to say, the real reason I came over to talk to you, was to let you know that Big E and Kofi are both going to sign up to be lumberjacks."

"They are?" A flutter of excitement hit her stomach.

He nodded. "I would join them but I'm not on the main roster yet."

She smiled at him. "Oh don't worry about it, it just means a lot that you would even consider it."

"Hey, it's the only way for them to get on the show." He said sounding very bitter about that fact.

"Well, let them know whatever their motives they are, we're so thankful."

"I will." He nodded. "And you let Dean know, that we're rooting for him. We still might punch him a bit, but we do hope that he wins."

She laughed. "I'll let him know."

"Good, well I'll see you all on the stage later."

"Yeah, we will. As well as everyone else."

They waved goodbye to the man and sighed.

Finishing packing up, they walked out of the meeting room. "That's two more lumberjacks!" Renee smiled.

"We did, so we have four guaranteed lumberjacks and one that I'm not even sure if he remembers what I said to him last night."

"R-Truth has a way of surprising you, I'm sure he remembers. Whether he shows up that's different."

"Welp, I guess it's the thought that counts."

They walked back to their spot and a certain long haired Samoan man was standing against the wall talking to Dean.

"Roman!" Angel ran up to him and threw her arms around him. "How was Australia?"

"Oh!" He chuckled hugging her back. "It was great. I'm sorry that you guys couldn't go with me."

"Someone had to hold down the fort on this side of the world." She said pulling away from him.

"And I'm sure you did a wonderful job."

"I did." She did a little prideful dance. "I stopped Dean from getting arrested, and I got a few 'allies' to be lumberjacks."

"Sounds like you had a busy weekend."

"Always." She said making her way to their pile. She placed the stuff from the meeting on top.

"Speaking of being busy, tonight is the exact opposite. Sit down and get comfy because we're in for a whole bunch of nothing."

"Fuck." Dean growled. "I knew it. I fucking knew it."

"You guys got nothing to do tonight?" Roman asked. "I got a text this morning, saying that I was needed to be ready tonight." He said pulling his phone out. "It was from Mark Carrano." He held it out for them to read.

"They didn't mention anything about that?" Angel sighed. "Of course."

"Well, shit, I was hoping that they would have at least given you some more information about what the fuck this random text that I got a five in the morning."

"Sadly, they didn't. Though I'm sure it has to do with the ten different surprises they have set in store tonight."

"Did you really think they would give us a head up on anything?" Dean grumbled as he tossed the roll of tape for his wrists up and in the air. "Have you learned nothing?"

Roman chuckled. "I guess that one is on me." He settled on a metal chair. "So how is your weekend?"

"A lot less fun than getting to hang out in Australia." Renee said leaning against him.

He shrugged. "I didn't pick who went were."

"I know." She smiled at him. "But I'm still bitter."

"You got to go back to your homelands."

"I did. Doesn't mean that I can't be jealous of you."

"If it makes you feel any better I wish I was here on Friday." He turned toward Dean. "I would have come out here and beat the shit out of Seth. Are you two ok?"

"We're fine."

"My shirt is stained, but it's fine." Angel sighed.

Roman glanced over to her. "Don't get me started on what he did to you, I almost punched the TV at the hotel." His gaze hardened.

"What a coincidence because I almost punch Seth with a metal pole yesterday." Dean said.

"Yesterday? What the hell did he do yesterday?"

"He showed his ugly face."

"Ah, I would have almost done the same."

"What he's not telling you is that he almost ran the man over this morning."

"God, this man as almost died so many times."

"Just wait until Sunday because it might not be an almost." Dean joked.

"Why wait until Sunday?" Roman asked. "He's here, he has to be, why not take him out now?"
"They probably have him held up somewhere, guarded by Kane and some random crew members." He said a bitter tone in his voice.

She clicked her tongue as she looked down, her eyes landing on her back that had her laptop and her notebook inside. "Not during his match, he won't be." She looked up to see Dean giving her a look with his brows drawn.

"What?"

"He has a match." She told him. "Verses RVD, it's like one of three matches that is on the schedule."

There was a moment that his eyes lit up before they went dark again. "Of course, he has a match tonight. Of course, they would give him a match so he's not just sitting there for hours doing nothing."

"It's because he's the Authority's baby boy."

"But it does mean's he's not going to be untouchable all night." She reminded him. "Which means if you did want to get back at him for the last couple of day's you are more then welcome."

"That's true." Renee added. "Though I still wouldn't use the metal pole…"

"Nah, Angel already talked me out of that one." He smirked.

"Good."

"However, I do think that Seth has gone too long without feeling my fist hit his face. Though you did say he was fight RVD right?"

"I did."

"I kind of want to give him the chance to get his hand on Seth, especially after the beat the clock match, that was shit what the Authority did to him."

"That would be a good idea, since I want to ask him to join the lumberjacks."

"She's right." Roman agreed. "If you interrupt the match, RVD isn't going to be in the favor giving mood, but you could attack Seth after the match."

"I could." He pursed his lips. "But don't you think they're going to be watching for me? I mean after Friday, I'm pretty sure they have him on locked down. In fact, I'm sure that's why they had those crew members with him on Sunday."

"We could come from the fan entrance. We did it before."

"That's the issue." He sighed. "Even I hate to admit, they're smart enough to learn from mistakes."

There was a resounding noise of everyone thinking. They needed a way for Dean to get to him without anyone noticing.

"What if you dress up as a fan?" Roman suggested.

Dean shook his head. "This mug isn't that easy to hide."

"That's true."

"Damn think of how good that would have been, for Dean to be already out there the whole time, waiting for his moment to pounce."

"Wait!" Renee's eyes lit up. "I think I got it. A way for Dean to be out there hidden."

"Ok?"

"The presents." She smiled. "They're fake and some of them are huge, I'm sure there's one that you could hide in."

Dean raised a brow. "You really think that my large ass can fit in a present."

"Your ass ain't that big." Roman chuckled.

"Big enough that it has its own fan base." Dean told him.

Roman rolled his eyes.

"We can at least go down and see if it could work."

"Yeah, there's no harm in that."

"Fine." Dean said getting up. "Let's go see if I can squeeze into a present."

"I hope it works out." Roman said. "I want to see him rolled up into a ball in one of those package."

"Thought you said my ass wasn't that big."

"It's not, but you're still six foot tall and the biggest one I saw down there came up to around Angel's knee."

Dean glanced over at her. "Maybe this won't work."

"You said we could check." She said back to him, with a little pout. One that she knew would get him.

He groaned and nodded. "Let's go."

Both she and Renee cheered as they all started for the loading dock.

D.D.D.

Dean took a deep breathe when they got to the dock, all around them were boxes wrapped in red and yellow paper. And just as Roman said, none of them were taller than Angel's knees. "Shit."

"Hank!" Angel called as they walked up to the man who was currently wrestling a roll of paper.

The man looked up with a frown on his face. "What?" The frown softened as his eyes landed on them. "Sorry, I've been," He holds up the paper. "It's not been an easy time with a the preparations for Hulk Hogan's birthday."

"Its fine." She waved him off.

"So, what can I do for you?" He said before adding, "Please go easy on me. Heaven knows the Authority isn't."

"Well then, you might like our idea even more then." Renee stated.

"Idea?"

"Yeah, so we're trying to get Dean out to the ring, after Seth's match, without anyone seeing him."

"However, we know that because of what happened on Friday, Seth is being guarded. So we came up with the plan to get Dean out to ringside before the match and have him wait until the perfect time to attack."

Hank sighed. "Do you want to get him under there ring or something?"

"That's a possibility."

"A more likely one." Dean mumbled as he glanced around.

"We kind of had another idea."

"And that is?"

Angel looked excitedly at Renee who smiled back. "We were wondering if there was a present that Dean could hid in."

Hank's eyes went wide. "You want to hide in one of these."

"If there's one big enough for me." Dean nodded.

"Um." The man looked around the loading dock. "Let me think…."

There was some part of him that wanted Hank to come up empty handed, but then it would be kind of fun to just lie in wait for Seth. "It's ok, if you don't have anything. We realize it's a lot to ask."

"I do have something.."

"What?" They all gasped.

"Yeah, so JBL wanted us to have a really big present on the stage, one that he could claim he bought for Hogan, so we made up a frame so something that I think might work perfectly, we'll just have to change plans."

Following him, they walked over to a huge wooden frame that was laying on it's side. The thing had to be almost as tall as he was, which mean it was prefect. "Oh my god!" Angel clapped. "This is really going to happen."

"This was part of the reason why I was so upset when you walked up to me. I was trying to figure out how the hell I'm going to wrap this. I mean have you ever wrapped a six foot tall gift?"

"Did JBL say what he wanted to be in this, figuratively of course."

"No." He sighed. "Since it wasn't getting opened, he said he was just going to say it was a surprise."

"Well it might be a bigger surprise then he bargained for." Dean sighed.

Hank chuckled. "Help me with this."

Together the two of them grabbed the thing and sat it upright. It was a little bit shorter then he was, meaning it wouldn't be comfortable in there, but he could do it. As too prove a point, Dean stepped into the structure and looked at everyone.

"It works." Angel clapped her hands, while Renee just laughed.

"It does, but now we have to figure out how we're going to get him in it."

He blinked at Hank. "I thought, I could just come out with you guys before his match, act like I'm part of the crew and then just slid in."

"Someone is bound to see you."

"If the fans see, so what it's not like they really could warn Seth." Angel said. "And even if they could, I don't think they would want to."

"I'm not worried about the fans." Hank told them. "I'm worried about crew members, I couldn't tell you which ones are in the Authority's pocket."

"Shit." He groaned.

"Then this is all for not?"

"No." Hank shook his head. "It doesn't have to be, we can still hide you in the package, but you would have to be inside it by the time we wheel it out onto the stage."

Dean raised a brow as he looked around the box that he was standing in. Was he willing to be in this fucking thing until Seth's match, which who knew how long into the show that would be. He could be in there for hours.

Angel turned to him. "Are you ok with being in there for that long?"

Hunching down, he sat on the floor and rearranged himself so that he was at least kind of comfortable. He then carefully tried to get to his feet without letting his knees go out the side of the box. "Yeah, I think I'm good."

"Great." Hank nodded. "Then let me finish this up and I'll call you when we're about to start wheeling this out.

As he stepped out of the box, he watched as Renee leaned over to Angel and whispered before the two of them giggled.

"What?" He frowned.

"Nothing," Angel shook her head innocently.

"We just can't wait to see you burst your way out of a big present."

"Sure that's what all the giggles are about."

"Oh." Renee smirked. "We were laughing about how funny it would be for you to trip when you burst out of the present."

He forced a laugh. "Yeah, me falling on live TV would be so funny."

"It would be."

"Angel, I hate your friend."

Renee's eyes went wide. "Your friend? What are we not friends, Dean?"

"Do friends laugh at their friends falling…"

"Yes." Angel and Renee said instantly. Angel added. "Roman would so laugh at you if you tripped."

He went to open his mouth, but could almost hear Roman's laugh echo in his head. "Fine. We're still friends, but I'm still hurt."

"Poor baby." She rolled her eyes at him.

Turning away from her, he asked Hank. "How long do you think I have? Enough time to go piss and grab a bottle of water?"

"Oh yeah, we're not moving the gifts until about five minutes before the doors opened."

He nodded good. "Because if I'm going to be in that fucking thing for hours, I'm going to need to empty the tank and then get something to refill it."

"You also need to get your phone, so that way we can reach you if we need to." Angel told him.

"That too." He sighed.

"Go do and get everything you need and I'll start working on rigging this up for you."

"You're the best."

"You keep telling me."

BrookeWorm3: Angel might need to snap, can I think she will. We're building to a very important part of the story, So Angel and Eva have to take a small backseat to whats abut to happen.

Katmoonchild: You'll be surprised with what I have in store for Eva and Angel. Dean might not get his licks in like some thing, but Angel is sure going to get her moment to shine.

Sonia: All I can say is soon.

Silentmayhem: You Shall See what happens. LOl. Sorry to be vague.

KataraMelodyCullen: Thank you for all your wonderful reviews. Never worry about not getting to a chapter quickly. Live is hard sometimes, and sadly Angel and Dean had to be put on the back burner for a little. As for Eva, I don't think a spear is in her future, but...maybe... A DDT or something. But first we got to get through the next couple of chapters because something big is going to happen soon.