Ten Tonne Skeleton (Dean Ambrose Fanfic)

Saying 'Goodbye' to the life you leave behind - Part 30

Hey guys and gals! This is the final chapter of this story, but fear not there will be a sequel. Thank you for all of the support, it means a lot. (WrestleMania 32 spoiler: For the purpose of this story I'm going to have Dean win his match) Thanks for reading, enjoy and farewell for now!

The fire inside Dean was burning even hotter when Saturday arrived. There was now only one day until his match with Brock Lesnar. He was ready.

He had been at the gym with Roman for the past hour working out. He felt that both his mind and his body were ready to fight. Only one day. One day and then it was all over. He was more excited to leave the company and go his own way, than he was for WrestleMania.

He had found an inner peace within himself and was ready to do what he had dreamed of doing for years. He wanted to travel the world. He had planned a two year trip for himself, but once he had got called up to the main roster that plan got stuffed into some hotel trash can and was never seen again.

Tonight was the Hall of Fame and everyone was dressing up in fancy suits and dresses. Dean wore a simple black tuxedo without a tie. He didn't do fancy. The night went pretty well overall. Dean sat next to Roman and his family, so he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. AJ was sat in the row in front of him, and being the little jokester he was, Dean kept kicking his friends chair. AJ didn't mind. He found it funny.

Dean enjoyed watching the older wrestlers get inducted into the Hall of Fame. This years inductees had been the people that Dean had grown up watching, well minus Snoop Dog.

There were rumors that Seth was in Dallas and Dean thought that he would be at the Hall of Fame, but luckily he didn't see him. That would be a very awkward situation.

The night went by fast and whilst his friends were out partying and getting drunk, Dean was laying on his hotel bed thinking about WrestleMania. His final match.

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The atmosphere in the AT&T arena on Sunday afternoon was a mixture of different emotions. Mostly there was fear for the WWE Superstars and Divas/ Womens division, as they had to perform in front of a record breaking crowd. There was also excitement because it was WrestleMania, one of the biggest shows in sports entertainment. 

There was also a great amount of sadness, especially for Dean. He didn't realize it until now, but this was going to be the last time he saw most of his friends. They would be busy at work and he would be somewhere else in the world. He wouldn't get to experience the pure buzz of electricity from the crowd. This really was the end of his career. 

There was an hour to go before WrestleMania began and Dean felt overwhelmed with love from his co-workers. Of course Roman and AJ were by his side the whole time, but people like Jey and Jimmy Uso, Kevin Owens, William Regal, Triple H and Stephanie surrounded him with love and support for his future. He was very emotional.

One person that stood out to him the most was Sting. He had met the man a few times, but had never had the privilege to talk to him before.

"Hey man." Sting greeted. "How ya feeling?"

"I'm feeling good man, how about yourself?" Dean replied, shocked that Sting was talking to him. A WWE Hall of Famer was talking to him, Dean Ambrose.

"I'm doing fine. I thought I would come over and talk to you since this may be the only chance I get." The older man smiled. "Isn't it weird that we're both two completely different generations, but we're leaving the company at the same time?"

"Whoa, I never really thought about that." Dean smiled. "I guess it is kinda weird, but it's definitely happening."

"You got a lot of life let in ya kid. Use it. I know things have been tough recently, but don't let those things ruin your chance of happiness."

"Thanks man, I appreciate it."

"No problem. Just remember what I said. And good luck in your match." Sting left to make his way to catering. He really enjoyed watching Dean wrestle. He was different from all the others, which was something the WWE needed. It was a shame to see him leave so early.

Dean could hear his blood pumping through out his body. He hadn't prepared himself for the emotion that he was currently feeling. He didn't think he would feel this way.

AJ left Dean with Roman, for his match against Chris Jericho. Dean watched the whole match and was amazed at how good a wrestler AJ was. He had seen his friend in action before, but never this good. Dean was happy that AJ finally got to experience his first WrestleMania. He had worked so hard to get to where he was and he deserved every good thing that came to him.

Dean was upset that his friend lost the match, but AJ didn't care. He was just happy to have a damn good match at WrestleMania with 100,000 people chanting his name. Win or lose, he had a great time.

Dean's match was next and he was nervous. Both Roman and AJ tried to calm him down but he chose to ignore then. He needed to get into the zone. Before he went out he gave both of his friends a big hug. He wanted them to know that he was thankful for everything they had done for him.

The match was electrifying. Dean didn't realize how much the crowd had missed him. No matter how many times the Beast, Brock Lesnar, suplexed him he got back up and fought for his life. It wasn't until the referee raised his hand that Dean realized he had won. His head was spinning and his emotions were all over the place. The crowd was shouting his name and he took it all in as he lay in the middle of the mat, exhausted from everything.

He had done it. He had won. He was free.

Roman and AJ engulfed him in a big hug once he made it backstage. They had enjoyed the match. Dean left to take a shower in the locker room. He needed it.

That was the last time he would ever see that crowd. Their love and passion for Dean had the man in tears as he got out of the shower. He really didn't prepare himself for those last few minutes of being out in the ring, where the crowd chanted his name and said their goodbye. Those were some of the most precious minutes of his life. He would treasure them forever.

The rest of the show flew by. Roman won the gold and was now the WWE World Heavyweight Champion. Dean was more than happy for his friend. He deserved it.

It was the end of the show and Dean had packed his bags. He was ready to leave for good. Roman and AJ escorted him to his car and said their goodbyes. AJ had cried at the sight of Dean leaving. He really wasn't ready to say goodbye. Dean had promised to keep in touch, but it wouldn't be the same. AJ needed his friend to be by his side 24/7. He was still in love with him, but it was too late now.

Dean had moved on and left everyone behind. Maybe one day he would return, but for now he's just gonna focus on where life takes him.

The End.