Naomi's POV

"You want to explain what's going on?" Nikki asked Paige as we got in the car, "What is Dean talking about a folder for?"

"Nikki babe," Paige said with a laugh but I could tell it was forced, "If I knew exactly what was going on, I would have told you by now."

"You apparently do know something about a folder." I say to her from ten back seat as as backed out the parking lot and drove down the road.

"Yeah I may know something about that..." She mumbled.

"Well spill it." Nikki said.

"Ok ok ok..." Paige said, "So it was like last week this time..."

I listened carefully to everything Paige had to say and honestly nothing was making any sense to me, but she seemed as confused as us.

"How did Dean he a folder with your Dads name in it?" Nikki asked in confusion, "I don't get it."

"They were in Norwich." I say to her, "Maybe Dean got the folder on accident or something."

"It damn sure wasn't any bloody accident that he got the folder." Paige said while shaking her head, "I just don't understand why he has it in the first place though."

I nod as my phone buzzed and I grab it immediately, thing it was Roman or one of the boys, but I was clearly mistaken.

Secret Santa: you left in a rush. Everything alright.

'What the fuck.' I thought to myself as I felt my stomach drop. Whoever this was had been at the park with us, Or had followed us while looking for Dean.

I sigh and shakily type a message back.

Naomi: can you please leave me alone. I'm busy right now.

Secret Santa. Not at this very moment. At this very moment your sitting crosslegged in the back of your friends car.

Naomi: omfg stop

Secret Santa: 😂 stop what?

Naomi: being so fucking creepy. Like fücking stop. Like in fact, I would appreciate it if you didn't fucking text my phone again.

I groan slightly as I turned my phone off and threw it into the seat.

"You ok back there?" Nikki asked me as she looked at me in the rearview mirror.

"Yeah." I lie, "I'm fine. It's just been a long night."

"Gonna get longer." Nikki said with a sigh.

"Ok," Paige said, "Maybe it's just me. But Eva's acting weird to me."

"What do you mean?" I ask her.

"I can't explain it." She said whirl shaking her head, "But it's weird. Like her sudden concern... I can't explain how it's weird, but it's weird to me."

"The only weird thing to me was that bird landing on her shoulder." I say with a slight laugh.

"Yeah..." She mumbled as she pulled into her driveway, "Let's go get this thing."

Nikki and I nod as we got out of the car and enter the house.

"Mom!" Paige shouted as we ran up the stairs, "I'm going to be out discussing dangerous things that could be life threatening!"

"Will you be at work tomorrow?" She shouted back and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Probably not!" She shouted back.

"Alright then dear!" She shouted back to her, "Be careful."

"I probably won't be!" She shouted back as we approached her door.

"It should be on the..." She trailed off as she entered the room and looked on her table, "It was right here-"

A sudden noise startled me and we look in the direction of the window to see a bird with something in its mouth.

'Is that the same bird from earlier-' I started to think, but Paige interrupted me.

"That's the folder!" Paige shouted.

"How are we going to get it." Nikki asked as the bird inched closer and closer to the open window.

"We could-" I started to suggest to suggest but Paige picked up something and threw it at the bird, causing it to fall out the window.

"Paige!" Nikki and I shouted at the same time.

"What?!" She shouted back, "You think I've lived this long to have a fucking crow take the damn thing? Hell no. The files are probably on the ground, let's go."

"You could have hurt the bird." Nikki mumbled.

"It's not any ordinary bird..." Paige mumbled as we ran down the stairs and out the door.

We walk around the side of the house and see all of the papers scattered on the ground.

"Where's the bird?" I ask and Paige pointed to the tree.

"Stop worrying about the bird and pick the papers up." Paige said while kneeling to pick the papers and we helped her do so.

"How did it even get into your room?" Nikki asked as we placed all the papers back into the folder.

"I really don't know considering that my window wasn't unlocked," Paige said as we walked back to the car, "But I'm really not going to try to figure out either. Come on, we need to head over to the boys house."

We get back in the car and she immediately backs out and drives down the road.

"Step one," Paige said, "Get the folder. Check."

"Let's hurry cause Dean is blowing up my phone wondering where were at." Nikki said.

I sigh as I picked up my phone and saw several missed text.

One being from Roman, asking where we were at.

A million from my 'Secret Santa'.

Secret Santa: awe you don't mean that

Secret Santa: awe you don't want to answer me back?

Secret Santa: Naomi answer me back.

Secret Santa: so your just going to ignore me.

Secret Santa: I suggest you not ignore me Naomi.

Secret Santa: Bitch your really testing my patience aren't you.

I rolled my eyes and got ready to set my phone down but another text came in.

Secret Santa: bitch, either you answer me back or I put this up for everybody to see.

I rose a eyebrow the message but another message came in and it was a picture...

A picture of Randy and I kissing.

I suddenly felt sick to my stomach. I feel like I'm about to throw up.

Naomi: how did you even get that?

Secret Santa: oh I see that was enough of an inventive to get you to text me back wasn't it?

Naomi: answer my question.

Secret Santa: I have my ways 😌

Naomi: that's didn't answer it.

Secret Santa: that's the only answer your going to fucking get.

Naomi: when did you decide to grow some balls and curse at me? But I guarantee your doing it to the wrong one.

Secret Santa: I'm not the one to try to be 'tough' with Naomi. You slip up and I will show everyone the slut you really are, understand me? I'm pretty sure your precious Roman won't be too happy with you 🙂

I truly felt defeated as I stared down at the message. Why this, why me, why now? This could completely ruin my relationship with Roman

Secret Santa: I asked, do you understand?

Naomi: yeah.

Secret Santa: good girl ☺️ we'll be in touch real soon.

"Hey," I heard Nikki say, "You ok?"

"Yeah." I lie to them as I lay my head on the window and look up at the stars.

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"You girls sure do know how to take your time." Punk said said as he opened the door for us.

"Shut up." Paige mumbled as we walked into the house, "Is everyone already here?"

"Yeah," he said, "In the living room. Is that the folder that Dean was flipping out about?"

"Is that the folder I need?" Dean asked as soon as we entered the living room.

"If someone says folder again," AJ mumbled, "I think I just might scream."

"Folder." We all say and she glares at us all.

"If I could get away with a mass murder..." She mumbled.

"But you can't," Dean said, "Now gimme the folder."

"Jesus, Dean." Paige said while handing him the folder and he immediately started spreading papers out and going through them.

"What do you know about them already?" Dean asked her.

"There's a name in there that rings a bell to me," she said, "Jonathan Belvis,"

"Your dad?" Hunter asked.

"That's not makin any sense..." I heard Eva mumble, but I didn't address it.

"It really isn't." Dean said, "I was worked with them for a little while. These are shipment papers. Shows when things arrived and departed. What was being shipped and to who it was going to. Why would your dad have this?"

"I don't know," Paige said, "What are you doing with the folder anyways?"

"I picked it up for some reason when we were back in Norwich." He said to me, "Don't ask me why. I just felt the urge to take it."

"And now that you have it," I say to him, "Other people want it."

"How does anyone know you have it in the first place?" Nikki asked.

"I don't know," Dean said with a sigh, "But why is it so important to them? It's just shippings. Dates. Products."

"Ok guys lets think," Roman said, "They want this for a reason. Do we really think the reason is going to be in plain sight? Just keep thinking."

We all sat in quite for what seemed like forever. Attempting to find out what kind of clue this was going to give us.

"The corner of the papers." Stephanie pointed out.

"What about it?" Dean asked.

"They have something on then," she said while pointing to each paper, "Either a letter or a Number."

"Try putting the letters in one group and the numbers and another." Eva said.

Seth nodded and grabbed the papers with a number, "Theres three."

"What are the numbers?" Dean asked.

"A 1, a 3, and a 6." Seth said.

"136?" Roman suggested.

"Maybe it's 631?" Randy said.

"Or 316." Eva said.

"It's a combination of one of those numbers." Dean mumbled, "Now what about the letters?"

"There's a lot is freakin letters." Punk said.

"Thank you Philip." Dean said while rolling his eyes, "I did not know that."

"I was just pointing out the obvious." Punk said with a shrug.

"Give me a minute." He said and we all remained quite while he tried to figure out the letters.

"Hey," Roman said to me quietly, "You ok? You seem out of it babe."

"Hmm?" I say to him, "Oh yeah, I'm fine."

"You know I can tell when your lying to me babygirl." He said while squeezing my knee, "Talk to me."

"I'm fine babe." I lie, "I promise."

"I got it!" Dead shouted, "Wait... No I don't..."

"I know somethings wrong." He said to me, "You know to talk to me. Just talk when your ready."

'Should I tell him...' I think to myself as I look down at my hands. But if I tell him then this could end our entire relationship, or damage it to a high extent... But keeping it from him would be even worse...

"Wait..." Dean mumbled, "Does this say-"

The knock on the door cut him off and we all just stared at each other.

"Somebody wanna get that..." Stephanie asked.

"I wasn't expecting anyone." Dean said, "Especially not this late."

"I got it." Punk said while taking something out of his pocket.

"What the hell is that?" Roman asked him.

"My handy, dandy, pocket knife." Punk said while whipping knife out, "So if it's a killer, it gives us time to get away."

"Whatever you say.." AJ mumbled.

Punk slowly walked over to the door as whoever it was knocked again.

Punk swung the door open, revealing a police office and punk quickly hid the knife behind his back.

"Officer," Punk said with a nervous laugh, "What's up?"

"Are you Dean Ambrose?" The officer asked.

"Uh no," Punk said, "He's in here though. Come in. Dean, you got a visitor."

"Look officer," Dean said, "Whatever I did, I didn't do it. I'm busy tonight, is this important?"

"You're Dean Ambrose?" The officer asked, "Son of Brandon Ambrose?"

"Yeah that's my old man." Dean said while rolling his eyes, "Look I don't have any money to bail him out of anything so you can be on your way."

"Brandon Ambrose isn't in jail son." He said to him.

"What-" Dean started but he stopped him.

"Your father passed away." The officer old him.

Dean looked at him, "Passed away what? A kidney stone or something?"

"Dean..." Seth said to him, "No..."

"What do you..." He started, but he stopped himself.

"He's dead?" He asked the officer and he nodded, "Oh..."

"Dean." Nikki said while trying to grab his hand but he pulled away.

"Don't give me any type of sympathy." Dean said to her, "I'm fine."

"Dean baby-" Nikki started but he cut her off,

"Just leave me alone." He said while pushing way out of the living room and down the hallways to his room. Seconds later we heard a door slam.

"I'll go check on him." Seth said with a sigh as he got up.

"I'll be there in a minute." Roman said with a sigh, "Can I speak with you outside officer?"

The officer nodded and followed Roman back outside.

I groan softly and lay my head down on the arm rest of the chair.

'Why is life so fucked up?' I thought to myself. It's funny how one night can make it feel like you've been through hell for a million years.

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Chapter 11 of book 3
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