Disclaimer:

I do not own any of the WWE characters, they are owned by WWE.

I do own the O/Cs Lilly, Claire and Danielle!

English is not my native tongue, so there will be mistakes (mostly grammar mistakes) so please put that into consideration when reviewing this story.

This story is a three part deal.

Every guy will have his own story, but there will always be a lot of Dean in it.

This story is AU (alternate universe), but some wrestling character pop up here and there and there will be some references, cleverly placed I might add. :) If you don't like AU stories, please don't read it, thanks.

Shield Inc.: Saved by the Lunatic

If Lilliana "Lilly" McFadden would have known that this day would change her life at a future point she would have maybe paid more attention to herself. She would have maybe exchanged the blouse with the little coffee stint for a clean one before throwing her jacket over it, and maybe she would have spent more time in the bathroom to style her blonde hair, instead of putting it in a messy bun and maybe she would have applied more make up. But as things went, Lilly was late and she grabbed her keys and ran out the door in her uncomfortable shoes with the little heel. She was tall enough, a good 5'10, she didn't need heels to push her. And these things were uncomfortable as hell.

And it was difficult to run in them to catch her subway train in time.

It only rolled in every ten minutes and ten minutes were crucial for her today because she had not a minute to spare because she overslept.

So she ran down the street along the high office buildings to the next subway station.

In front of a high sky scraper she secretly called The Ebony Tower, it was black from top to bottom, she was checking her phone for the time. Just 5 more minutes. She would make it. The station was just ahead of her and even if it was busy she should reach the platform just in time.

"Yes, yes, yes." She chanted to herself and suddenly ran into something hard and solid. She almost dropped down on her ass but a set of firm hands grabbed her around the waist and steadied her.

"Easy, Ma'am." a deep voice said and the solid object, another man in a dark suit looked at her surprised.

"Are you okay?" he asked concerned and only now as he turned towards her did she realize that his hair was not deep brown but had a blonde streak on the right side of his head.

"I am…yes…sorry…I am in a hurry, I didn't pay attention."

She glanced over her shoulder to identify the owner of the strong set of hands that saved her from hitting the pavement.

The man behind her was tall and broad shouldered, she could see that even though he was wearing a suit as well. His hair was one color, deep, midnight black and he wore a beard just like the man she had bumped into. But his eyes were grey where as Mr Solid as a brick wall had dark eyes.

"Thank you for saving me Sir. I…I am really late. Sorry, I will pay better attention next time. Sorry for bumping into you." She apologized to the two toned man and he just smiled. "It's alright. I can take a bump, don't worry. You said you were in a hurry, so you better hurry darling."

Lilly smiled. "Yes. Sorry and thanks." She addressed both men again and hurried down the street to catch her train.

"Picking up girls again?" someone drawled lazily and the two men who just had the little incident with the beautiful blonde woman turned around.

"Shut up." The two toned guy said and the other one went between them.

"Seth…" he addressed Mr Solid as a brick wall. "Dean." He turned to the newcomer whose eyes were hidden mostly by his reddish-blonde hair in his eyes. "No fighting before the meeting, alright? And where is your suit Dean?" Mr Firm Hands looked Dean up and down. He wore a leather jacket, beat up blue jeans and a black T-Shirt.

"Don't get you knickers in a twist Roman, I have the suit in my office. And I would have already changed if you two wouldn't pick up random girls off of the street at 8 in the morning."

With that he walked past his friends and business partners inside the Ebony Tower.

They followed and Roman held the door open for Seth, admiring their logo on the main entrance door again. Like every morning.

It had a black background, a symbolic silver shield, lined in blue and in the middle was a three headed hound showing his teeth. Above the hound the name of the company was written in bold letters:

SHIELD Inc.

4 years ago the three former Navy Seals Seth Rollins, Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose left the army and built up this security company which provided safety for all the things one could hold dear to his heart. Life, Buildings, Art, Data. You name it, and The Shield provided the safety measures.

Seth Rollins, the two toned man Lilly just ran into was an expert in martial arts and his field of expertise was making your home, your office or anything else safe. Home alarms, security for art galleries, even the security for the little corner super market, Seth provided his clients with state of the art security measures.

Dean Ambrose, the rough guy in jeans was a weapons expert and acted mostly as a bodyguard for hire, but he often was missing for weeks as he still did Black Ops work for the US government.

Roman Reigns, the head and face of the company to the outside world, was a computer specialist. He helped companies updating their firewalls but he also assisted Seth when it came to making a home safe and he helped out Dean on bodyguard duties with intel.

All three of them were highly trained fighters and their years together in the NAVY had formed a strong bond between these three men who couldn't be more different.

They called themselves brothers because in their hearts and minds they were tight like brothers.

They trusted each other with their lives. They run this company and it was a huge success in this unsafe world, that's why they hired over 30 ex military guys by now and sat more often than not in their offices rather than being out in the field. Seth and Roman could handle this, Dean on the other hand was restless by heart and with 33 he didn't want to waste behind a safe desk. He wanted to be out there, feeling the adrenaline rush through his veins.

So putting on this monkey suit for the next meeting with a prospect client was harder for him than going without sleep for 72 hours waiting for his target to come out of hiding.

That's why he wore a sour face when he entered the conference room where Seth and Roman were already talking strategy.

"Hey Dean, you look good." their receptionist Claire, the good heart of their company, and their secret weapon at the front desk complimented him with an easy smile.

"Aren't you complimenting the wrong guy?" he asked and Claire blushed and her eyes looked over at Seth who was deep into conversation with Roman.

"You are an asshole Ambrose. I asked you to keep it to yourself. I wonder how you will fare when your suit isn't in your office next time you text me at three in the morning to pick it up from the dry cleaners where it was for 4 month. I wonder how you even remembered where it was."

Claire brushed a mahogany hair strand behind her ear. Dean Ambrose was a dick, he was bark and teeth most of the time, but he loved the two men behind her, one of them she loved as well, but she didn't have the guts to tell him. She rather faced off with the devil of the company, it felt that much safer.

"You should tell him, fuck him, and get it over with. Those puppy dog eyes you throw his way won't work, he is too blind and too stupid to notice. Trust me, I have known him for 15 years, you have to be blunt or he won't get it."

Ambrose grabbed a cup of coffee and left Claire behind, joining his partners.

"What a dick…" Claire mumbled and left the room to return to her front desk.