The Lover Of Dean Ambrose

Chapter 10

"So what about Edward Good," Jon says as we driving to the arena. I have on my unstable shirt, shorts and vans. "How about no!" "Well, I don't see you coming up with any names." "Well, I want you to say all you came up with." "Fine! How about Daniel Good?" I shake me head. "Ryder good?" "Nope!" "Chase Good? Foster Good? Shane Good?" "Nope! Nope! And nope! Cute but nope." "Well, I'm out of ideas. I've been going at this for an hour and you have liked nothing." "Don't get all pissed off babe. We are just picking out a name." "It's not just a name. It's our son's name." "I know Dean. It's just....." "We can talk about this later." He pulled into the arena's parking lot and got out the car. I sat in the car and folded my arms. He looks back at me and just stands there. I look at him and just stare. Jon walks over to the car and opens my door. "Are you going to get out?" "No! Because you are being an ass!""Well, I'm sorry!" "I'm not accepting your apology. But I will get out of the car." I walk out of the car and walk into the arena.

"Hey Jo Jo." "Not now!" I walk passed Joe. "What's up with her?" "I don't know and I don't care." For Jon to say that pissed me off even more. "You know what! Go fuck yourself," I scream before walking into the locker room. I walked back out and said, "And you can freaking forget about coming to ring side. If you show up, I'll leave." "Whatever," Jon screams back.

I walked back into the locker room and sat down. My hands made it to my head and my leg started shaking. Saraya came in and threw her bag down. "How's my favorite pregnant diva?" "I'm not a Diva Ray. You know that." "Well, in our mind, you are a diva." She makes a pouty face and hugs me. "That's sweet. I'm sorry. I'm just not in the best mood." "Talk to me babe." I explain about how picking out a baby name and how stressful it can be. She said just go with your gut feeling. The name will come to you at that moment. "Thanks babe. Want to go to ring side with me?" "Yeah! Let me grab some coffee first." "Oh! I didn't have my month cup of decaff. Yay! I get coffee."

We walked to catering and got some coffee. Then we headed to the ring to see the twins sitting there with Daniel and John. "How is my favorite pregnant girl?" "I'm okay now thanks to Saraya." "Where's Jon?" I shake my head. "I am not in the mood for him." "Okay. That is our cue to go and check on him," Daniel says with John behind him. We talked for a little before the girls had to change for their matches. After a few matches, I hear a lot crap talking about "Dean Ambrose" on the screen. Before my brain could fathom, my feet was already moving. I seen and heard people screaming but what I saw, was Seth Rollins selling out.

"Dean Ambrose is no man. He is a jerk and little boy that depends on the help of Roman Reigns. I can take him all by myself. I am bigger and stronger than he is." "Seth. Seth. Seth. You are nothing compared to Dean. Yes, he is friends with Roman Reigns and knows that no matter what, Roman will have his back. But can I say the same for you? I mean, I don't see Dean coming out here with J&J security fighting the defenders away before you start to attack. He comes out here full force and ready for action. He is more of a man than you will ever be."

I made it to the ring and walk up the stairs. "Johannah. You don't have to lie. We all know that you hate Jon and that is my baby you are carrying. I mean I remember the night we made that sweet sweet love to create this beaut." I laughed. "Oh Seth. I knew you were crazy, but I didn't know you were delusional. If this is our baby, what are we having? Huh?" "Duh! A girl." "Yeah. To bad it's a boy." I walk next to him with the mic to my side so only he is here. "And he is a little Jon, Moxley, Good, Ambrose, whatever we want him to be. But he is not a Colby, not a Lopez, and damn sure not a Rollins." I turned away and walked to the other side of the ring. Randy comes out. "Johannah sweetie. Congrats on your pregnancy. That was rude of you not to say Seth even if you think it's your baby which we all know it isn't. But you can keep thinking that in your head," Randy says walking to the ring. "But, I have to agree with Seth on one thing. Dean is no man." "Thank you Randy for the opinion no one asked for." He stands right in front of me and stares me in the face. "What are you going to do Randy? RKO me? Go ahead. That will make you look like an ass in front of the entire world. So make your move."

"How about you make your move by moving back," Dean says coming out. Roman and Daniel is coming out with him. "Roman Reigns right behind him again," Seth says. "Was I interrupting something," Roman says standing next to me. "No! You are just in time." "Oh! Well if you said it was okay, it must be okay." "Rollins, didn't I tell you not to mess with my girl again?" "Ambrose." "And that is it. Now you can walk your happy little ass back to catering or get your ass handed to you in a one on one match. No backups, no security, and no mommy and daddy," Dean says. Seth starts yelling and we all just block him out honestly. Dean grabs my hand and pull me next to him.

"All I know Rollins, she, is mine." "I see no ring on her." "Yeah. But you see my lips on her." He kisses me. I see Seth running towards us and I back away. Dean was about to attack him, but I stopped him. "See Ambrose, she loves me." He tries to kiss me but I put my hand to my mouth so my lips won't touch his. I claw my hands closed so I have his mouth shut. "Someone should have done that a long time ago," Daniel says. I laugh. Randy comes up and I punch him. I don't know if he was going to hit me or just walk up and stare again.

That started a brawl. The refs ushered me out of the ring making sure nothing happens. I wait until the boys finished. When Jon appeared I grabbed him. He seems mad as hell. But I think I have something that will cheer him up.

"How about Jonathan Moxley Good?" "What?" "For the baby. Jonathon Moxley Good." He smiles. "It's perfect babe."