Author Note: I know I'm still currently writing 'Made of Lies'; but this idea came to me while listening to music one night before falling asleep. That's usually how I get my best thoughts. I hope everyone takes the time to give this one a chance just like 'Made of Lies'. Enjoy the newest story inspired by the songs 'Pull Me Down' by Mikky Ekko and 'Don't Let Me Go' by RAIGN.

Chapter 1: Black and White

Dean Ambrose stood in the center of the ring screaming at Seth Rollins to come back and face him like a man. Ever since the falling out of The Shield he had made it his goal to make Seth's life a living hell, despite his winning of the precious Money In The Bank briefcase with a contract to face the WWE World Heavyweight Champion at any time.

The company felt the three members were good enough individually to be considered singles competitors; but deep down he felt that he wasn't as well liked as the others. He never questioned his scripts. He always did as he was told. That was just how it was if he wanted to keep his job.

"Are you okay, man? You seem out of it today." Seth asked backstage after the show had ended.

"Yeah, I've been a little distracted lately. No need to worry though."

"I wasn't going to; but hey, I'm heading to a NXT show on Thursday. Do you want to go?"

Dean rose an eyebrow, confused as to why he would be going to one of those. NXT was the place all the developmental superstars wrestled. He had been there several times when The Shield was freshly formed. Seth studied his friend's face for a moment, trying to figure out exactly what he was thinking; but Dean was one of those hard-to-read people and at times it was frustrating.

"Why are ya going down there?" Dean asked curiously.

"Scouting the new talent. I haven't been there in several months and I know there is a lot of new faces."

It made sense. Scouting the competition helped with handling the current scripts and the way it was conducted on TV. Before he could answer, Renee Young approached him dressed in a denim mini skirt and a frilly red halter top. Her long blonde hair was partly pulled up with a clip while the other half lay across her shoulders in curled ringlets.

He had forgotten they had made plans to go out for drinks after the show and it made him feel like a total ass for not remembering. "Are you ready to go?" She asked with a pleasant smile etched across her curved lips.

"Ahh damnit...I totally forgot, I'm sorry..." He apologized.

"Rain check then?"

"Definitely!"

Dean leaned in and kissed her cheek gently before she walked away. His eyes lingered on her frame slightly longer than necessary; but he simply couldn't help it, she was beyond beautiful in his eyes.

Seth snickered at the sight; but it was all in good fun. He was happy that his friend had eyes for someone. There was that small feeling that his friend might have been gay, because he never showed much interest in the opposite sex until Renee started in the company.

"What the hell are you smiling at?" Dean asked when he realized he wasn't alone.

"Nothing at all..."

He started to walk away in the direction of his own locker-room to gather his belongings. "Hey, consider me in for the NXT trip. It's not a bad idea to scout the new talent." Dean replied to Seth's previous question.

"Alright, it should be an interesting night."

Thursday Night

Dean and Seth stepped into the building of the NXT taping. They saw quite a few familiar faces; but more importantly there were some that were completely new to them.

While they were walking the halls, they were stopped by John Bradshaw Layfield, the General Manager of the territory. He shook both mens' hands excitedly. "Welcome! What brings you out here?" He asked.

"Scouting." Dean replied emotionlessly.

"I see... feel free to explore and talk to anyone." John offered.

"Well then, we will take you up on that offer." Seth inserted.

John's fake smile make Dean sick to his stomach. He had never been a fan of fake people, much less ones who thought they were better than everyone else. Growing up, he saw way too much of that in school and in high-school jobs. Feeling Seth's hand on his shoulder, it snapped him out of the trance from the past.

"Come on, bro..."

"Lead the way..."

Dean held his arm out to allow Seth to take the lead. He had a bad feeling; but he just pushed it aside as not really wanting to be there. No matter how much he tried to be social, he always felt better when he was alone.

Turning another corner, they came out at the curtain for the stage. Two women stood close by preparing for their match. Seth paid little attention to them; but Dean felt like he knew the one from somewhere. A hundred different faces filtered through his mind, trying to pinpoint exactly who she was and that's when it hit him. He had gone to high school with her. She had been known as trouble. She spent quite a bit of her time in detention and dealing with suspensions for various reasons.

"Adalynn?" He asked taking a step closer to the woman.

A woman with shoulder length brown hair and reddish highlights turned her head in the direction her name being called. Her stunning green eyes met Dean's blue ones. It took her a moment to comprehend that he was actually talking to her. She recognized him almost immediately. Not because he was a main roster guy; but because she had spent most of high school days admiring him from afar.

"Dean, is that you?" She asked taking a step of her own closer to him.

"How have you been?" He asked even though he knew it was a stupid question.

"Good for the most part. I'd be here forever if I took the time to explain everything."

He smiled at her. He was happy for her. She finally had gotten away from the family that abused her mentally and physically for years. As far as he could see, she was doing pretty well for herself. "I know that feeling." He replied.

"How long are you going to be here? I'd love to catch up with you over a drink."

"I think I can manage to stick around for the show."

His answer sparked a shimmer within her eyes. The woman before him seemed different that she had been all those years ago; but her beauty only seemed to grow more intensely. The Adalynn he remembered was harsh, bitter, and selfish. She just didn't seem that way in that moment; but he also knew that looks can be deceiving as well. "I'm up next, you guys can watch me from that TV over there." She stated pointing to a screen across the hall.

Seth followed Dean across the hall before saying his thoughts about what he had just witnessed. The woman his friend called Adalynn gave off a vibe that didn't sit well with him. 'Wild Ones' by Flo Rida and Sia started up and the NXT diva made her way to the ring with a beautiful smile plastered on her face. "Who is she?" Seth asked breaking the silence between them.

"Adalynn Rae Michaels. I went to school with her back in the day."

"It sounds more than that to me."

Adalynn locked up with her opponent, Natalya, in the center of the ring. Natalya's upper body strength was greater and the smaller woman was shoved onto her backside. The crowd clapped to get behind her, encouraging her. She got back up to her feet and took a more direct approach by slapping the blonde across the face.

Natalya retaliated with a slap of her own, which soon turned into full blown punches and forearm shots to the face. Adalynn shifted around her and delivered a standing drop kick from behind, sending the veteran face first into the mat. "Are you going to elaborate on the relationship?" Seth asked out of curiosity; but it was mostly because he didn't want to see Renee get hurt because of a woman from the past.

"There is nothing to elaborate on. Addy and I never were anything but friends. I'm not going to lie and say I didn't think about it back then; but there is nothing to fall into now. She's got her own life and I have mine."

"I just wanted to know, because there is a certain blonde that seems to like you a lot back on the main roster."

Dean hated to admit that he had forgotten about Renee while talking to Adalynn. It didn't really matter, because after tonight he wouldn't be back for a NXT tapping for a long time and by then who knows where his life will lead him. Course, to him everything in life was black and white. There were no in between.