Dean's POV
I've just came back out from my match against Kevin Owens. Man can that guy put up a fight.

I walk around the backstage area trying to find Renee, but I can't seem to find her anywhere. Maybe Roman knows where she is.

I start making my way towards Roman's locker room, grabbing a bottle of water on my way and take a few sips from it.

I keep walking and soon spot Becky Lynch. Now this chick, is one hell of a wrestler. She could beat the both of The Bella Twins in 10 minutes of she could. She's not that bad looking either.

"Hey Becky." I say with a small smile as I walk past her. I hear her mumble out a "Hello", her Irish accent coming out of those perfect lips of hers.

Wait...Ambrose. Don't think like that. You have a girl- What the fuck is that noise?

I walk up close to Roman's door, hearing something that sounds like a woman...moaning?

There's no way...could it?

If I open this door, there could be something behind there that I might not want to see. But if I don't open it then...who knows.

But me being the curious person, I decided to open the door.

Regretting it immediately.

There she was. Renee, underneath my so called brother. What the fuck?

"What?" I say under my breath. Renee and Roman both stop, looking over at me with shocked looks on their faces.

Roman was the first to speak up. "Look Dean this isn-"

"Don't give me that bullshit Roman. How could you do this to me? The both of you? I trusted you." I chuckle sarcastically, rolling my eyes as I soon walk into the room and grab my stuff that I had placed in here earlier. "And to think, I was going to ask you to marry me Renee. Now, you've just fucked everything up."

Becky's POV
I'm hoping what I just heard, wasn't true. Poor Dean. I can't believe Roman would do that to him and he knew how much Dean loved Renee.

I see Dean storming out of the locker room. Wow, clearly it was extremely bad. I can't let him stay mad like this.

I run up to him, catching up with his pace as I walk beside him. "Dean, hey." I place my hand in his shoulder, making him stop and turn to look at me. He looks into my eyes as I look back into his.

"H-Hey Becky..." He smiles softly, his voice a little shaky. "Did...did you hear that?" He says pointing towards the door.

I nod my head as my hand rubs his arm in a comforting way.

And holy jes- His arms are fucking huge!

Sidetracked. Focus Becky.

"Yea, I did. And I can't even think to how you feel right now Dean. Probably so many different emotions bundled together." He looks at me, kind of shocked for some reason.

"Y-yea. That's exactly how I'm feeling. How...how could you-"

"I've gone through a similar thing before. Maybe not exactly how it went for you... I'm going to stop talking now."

Dean chuckles softly, looking down at the ground as he grabs his bag and holds out his arm as if for me to take it.

That sounds like as if I'm going to rip it off of him... Which I'm not. Obviously.

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*10 MINUTES LATER*

Dean's POV

"You know Becky, we're kind of alike." Leaning back on the couch in my hotel room, I look over at Becky and smile softly. An actual genuine smile.

"Oh really Ambrose? And, how exactly are we alike?" She smirks as she looks at me, crossing her arms over her chest. "Well I mean, we both are passionate about our jobs, we've had our friends turn on us...and I mean, we're both good looking." I let out a small chuckle as Becky does the same.

"I guess your right Dean. We are alike. More than we actually know."

I nod my head agreeing with her.

When Paige had left PCB, Becky had felt a little betrayed, not able to trust anyone anymore. And Charlotte is basically turning into her father which..is not a good sign.

Where as me, I felt absolutely upset and angry when Seth had betrayed Me and Roman. And now, I just don't know what to think now that Roman had betrayed me.

"Hey, thanks for cheering me up Becky. I really needed it." I smile softly at her as she gently places a hand on my arm, gently rubbing it in a friendly way. I think.

"It's okay Dean." She smiles. That smile of hers could easily light up any room in the world.

Not to mention her puns that are to hard not to laugh at.

Next thing I know, we're both leaning in and out lips are touching. My hands cup her face as our lips move in perfect sync.

I feel chills moving up my spine as she kisses me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

I never felt this way with Renee.

I guess maybe I just hadn't met the one that completed me fully. The one to fix my broken heart.

And she was right in front of me.

Who would've thought. Becky Lynch the 'Lass Kicker' to get with me, Dean Ambrose the 'Lunatic Fringe.'

I guess life is filled with surprises.