AN: So I shouldn't really be writing another story but I've recently become addicted to the craziness that is Dean Ambrose. I've always been a Randy Orton fan and seeing him go at it with the Shield is just great for my inspiration. Therefore, this is my new story. It will be on the backburner but I think that this will replace my other wrestling story, I Will Not Bow. I hope you enjoy!

Characters: (Katie-Marie) Harper [OC], Randy Orton, Dean Ambrose, Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns and other WWE Superstars

Rating: M for language, violence, alcohol/drug abuse and some adult themes.

Disclaimer: I own the plot and my OC(s). This will only be posted once.

And I think that's all I need to tell you right now. So, give it a read, give me some feedback and we'll see how this story goes!

Mikki xx

P.S. For chapter 1 I'd recommend listening to Daddy by Emile Sande. The emotion and some lyrics of this song inspired me whilst writing. The few lines at the end of this chapter are from the song and I thought that they'd fit well with this story.

It was a squash match. Everyone knew it. I knew it, Randy knew it and the WWE Universe knew it. Brad Maddox didn't stand a chance as the Apex Predator circled his sore body. The chants of 'RKO' deafened me as the audience got to their feet and supported their favourite Face Superstar.

"Get up!" I couldn't help but laugh as Randy soaked up the energetic crowd and beat his fists against his chest. He sent a smile my way before dropping to the mat.

"R-K-O!" I jumped along with the claps and roars of the crowd. I loved my job. I felt truly honoured to be able to roll out of bed and not groan about going to work. The crowd, the support, and the chance to be able to work with the man I loved… it felt like a dream. I'd only been in the WWE for 3 years but already I felt like it was my life. Randy began to raise himself as Brad stirred on the mat. This was it. It was done.

"Hey!" The ref immediately shouted at Maddox as he jumped up and grabbed onto his shirt.

"FACE ME!" Randy looked demonic as Brad continued to hide from him. Pathetic. He wanted a match, he got one! In a moment of frustration Randy turned to face the jeering WWE Audience.

"Watch out!" Randy fell to his knees as Brad hit him in the back of the head. That was enough.

"Oi!" My British accent was in full flow as I climbed onto the ring apron and faced off with Maddox. "Grow a set and fight properly, you insignificant little twit!"

"What you gonna do about it, huh?!" I couldn't help the smirk on my face as he turned and walked into an RKO.

"Woo!" I raised my arms in happiness as Randy went for the pin. "1! 2! 3!" I punched the air at each count before entering the ring and jumping into the tattooed arms that waited for me. A small squeal left my lips as I was span around in a circle before a warm mouth met mine. The crowd whistled and hollered as I kissed their hero. I pulled away with a grin before wiping his lips with my thumb.

"Come on." He took my hand and led me to the turnbuckle. I stood on the middle ropes while he balanced on the bottom. He did his usual pose while I looked out at the cheering fans. I leant back against his chest as he soaked up the glory of his victory. Yes, I definitely wouldn't change a thing about my life. Suddenly I was knocked backwards off the turnbuckle as Randy's body was pulled away from mine. My back crashed to the mat as Randy tried to fight off whoever had attacked him. I quickly flipped myself over and saw 3 men in black beating down on my fiancé.

"Get off him!" I shouted while getting to my feet. One man froze while the others carried on with their attack. My blood ran cold as the man spun around while licking his lips. His head cocked to the side while my body shook. "D-dean?" His answer was a grin before he lunged at me. I quickly dropped to my knees and rolled out of the ring. I tried to run but another man slid out under the ropes and blocked my way. I put up my hands in defence and walked backwards, only to hit someone's chest. I didn't need to turn around to know who it was. A hand wrapped itself in my hair before turning me around.

"Hey, sweetheart. You missed me?" That cocky smirk that I used to love was plastered on his face. An angry scream left my lips before my hand connected with his cheek. Of course, I should have known better. This only spurred him on and he threw me against the ring apron before crushing his lips onto mine. My hits to his head only added fuel to the fire and he pressed even harder against me.

"Ambrose! Let's go!" His lips quickly left mine before all 3 men jumped over the barrier and raced out of the arena. A shaky hand wiped the taste of Dean from my lips before I slowly crumpled to the floor.

"Are you alright, Harper?" A large shadow formed over me before a face popped into my view. "Harp?" I couldn't answer the Celtic Warrior as he looked at me in worry. I'd never thought I'd see him again. I never wanted to see him again, yet here he was. On the show I loved he had attacked the one person that meant the world to me. This thought brought me back into the present and I quickly climbed into the ring and over to Randy. Ryback and Cena had come out to help but I could see the pain in his eyes. The way he held his shoulder made me realise that a lot of damage could have been done while I was trying to run from my past. I had just left him. Yeah, I couldn't take on 3 men but I shouldn't have deserted him like that. I winced as he was helped out of the ring and a shout of pain left his lips. A pale arm wrapped itself around my shoulders as I walked behind my fiancé. I looked up at Sheamus with a grim smile before turning my gaze to the floor.

I shouldn't have thought that it was over.

He kissed you on the lips and opened your eyes

Dean Ambrose wasn't one to lose something he thought that was his.

You had to catch your breath got such a surprise

Things were about to change.

And you always forgot how it feels to live in his lies

Not just for me…

He pulled you closer said he'll never let go

But for the entire WWE.

You couldn't trust him but you never said no

Nothing would be the same again.

In that moment he made you forgot how it feels when he's gone