Author's Note: I was going to wait to post this one until one of my others were finished, but I couldn't wait any longer! I'm too excited to get it up and see what everyone thinks!

Author's Note II: So no one will be confused, the first little part is in "current" times. Then it goes back to 2007 and will stay there and progress until it gets back to where they currently are.

Disclaimer: I do not own Jon Good/Dean Ambrose/Jon Moxley or any other wrestler, diva, etc. you recognize. I do own Angelina and everyone else you don't know.

Randomness: If anyone can tell me the song that I'm referencing at the end (hopefully without the help of google...but be honest ;) ), I will not only give you a huge hug, I will also write you a fic of your choice!

Chapter One – You Had Me From Hello

It has been years since Angelina Montgomery has been to a wrestling show. There was a time that she was at multiple shows a week. That stopped in an instant after one particular night. It was the night she vowed to never step foot into another show again. But here she is, following her best friend down to their seats. This one will be different though. This isn't the small shows that she followed because of him. No, this is the WWE. It has to be different.

As she sits down, she can't help but look around. This is certainly not the type of venues she's been to. She looks beside her at Savannah who is beaming at her. Angelina raises an eyebrow at her.

"What?" Angelina asks.

"I just can't believe you're actually here," Savannah answers.

"Like I could say no to you." Angelina rolls her eyes but has to smile a little as well. "Besides, I'm finally getting to meet this boyfriend of yours. Will we get to see him?"

Savannah shrugs. "He said they'll be in the show tonight. I can't believe he got us these seats."

"From the sounds of it, he would do anything for you." Angelina rubs her fingertips absently over the tattoo on her wrist. She looks down at the name written there, Jon. This is the man that had changed her life. She had met him at the first wrestling show she'd ever been to. It's a time she could never forget. How could she? This is a constant reminder of that man.

~2007~

Angelina can't believe she let Amy talk her into coming to a wrestling show. She's not a wrestling fan and knows nothing about any of it. But she'd agreed because no one else could go and she knows Amy has been looking forward to this for a long time. So here she is, sitting in the front row of some local wrestling company.

"You're going to love it," Amy says.

Angelina grins. "I guess we'll find out, right?" She shakes her head. "I'm sure it'll be fun."

Despite not being a fan, Angelina does enjoy herself. The show had gotten started off with a match with a lot of back and forth action. She's amazed at how the crowd really gets into it when their wrestler is either down or has the upper hand. It's not something she would have expected.

The announcement for the last match is made and Angelina is actually looking forward to it. She looks over at the curtain to see who will come out. She sees a man come through the curtain and her breath hitches. The man scowls as the crowd boos him, but there's something that Angelina is drawn to.

"Introducing first, weighing in at 220 pounds, Jon Moxley."

Angelina watches as the man, Jon Moxley, walks around the ring. As he stops to stand in front of where she and Amy are sitting, she lets herself have a closer look. His blue eyes are amazing. He meets her gaze before yelling something to someone behind Angelina. He climbs into the ring, not without giving another glance at Angelina. She licks her lips nervously as she looks beside her at Amy.

"I'm jealous," Amy says after leaning over so only Angelina can hear her.

Angelina frowns. "Why?"

"Because that's Jon Moxley. The man is a god." Amy smiles. "Just look at him. I'd give anything to be under him."

Angelina rolls her eyes. Leave it to Amy to only want one thing from him. She wrinkles her nose. Maybe she was just too closed off from the real world. Amy has gotten her to loosen up at least. It wasn't long ago that she would have never been caught at a place like this. But when it came to sex? She's seventeen, why does she need to be thinking about it? She's more worried about graduating high school. She wrinkles her nose further. No wonder people call her a goodie-two-shoes.

Angelina leans against the wall as she watches Amy talking to one of the wrestlers. She smiles a little at how happy her friend is. When she sees someone stop in front of her, she looks up… Jon Moxley. She chews on her bottom lip as she stares up at the man.

"Don't believe I've ever seen you here before," he says.

Angelina has to hold back the gasp when she hears his voice. "No, you wouldn't have," she replies softly. "My first show." She watches as a smile forms on Jon's face.

"First, huh? Did we make it worth it?"

She nods slowly. "Yes."

"Good." He drags a hand through his hair. "I'm Jon, by the way. Jon Good. Or Moxley."

"Angelina Montgomery." She shakes Jon's hand.

"So, Angelina Montgomery, are you here alone?"

"No." She gestures over to Amy. "I'm with my friend, Amy."

He nods. "Couple of us are going down the street to grab some food at Peacock's. Maybe we'll see you there?"

"Um… maybe. I don't know what our plans are after this."

"Great." He smirks. "See you there, Angelina Montgomery."

Angelina can't help but smile as he backs away from her. She returns his wave and watches as he turns and walks down the hall. She looks over when Amy walks over. Amy points toward Jon with a smile on her face.

"Explain," she says.

"Nothing really to explain. He came over, we talked, he left." Angelina grins. "I think he may have invited us to join them at Peacock's."

"Then let's go!"

"Amy…"

"Come on, just this once do something unexpected."

"Okay."

Angelina follows Amy into Peacock's and looks around. She chews on her bottom lip when she doesn't spot Jon. What if he really wasn't coming here? She wrinkles her nose. Grow up, Angie.

"Well, hello again, Angelina Montgomery."

Angelina sucks in a deep breath as she turns to see Jon standing there. She smiles softly. "Hi." She watches him closely, not sure what else to say right now.

"Glad to see you actually came."

"You invited us."

"I certainly did." Jon smiles as he gestures behind Angelina. "We usually sit over here."

"Lead the way."

Amy looks at Angelina in shock. "This is unexpected," she says softly. "I like this you." She grins as they follow Jon over to a table.

Jon sits down beside Angelina. He smiles at the way she tenses slightly. He looks across and smiles at Amy. "Jon Good."

"Amy Dennison."

Jon grins when Chris sits down beside Amy. "That's Chris Johnson."

Chris waves. "Ladies." He smiles. "And how do we all know each other?"

"We came to the show," Angelina says gesturing between her and Amy.

"I pretty much cornered her," Jon says. "After the show of course."

"Well of course," Chris says. He snorts. "Anyone mind if I smoke?"

Jon looks at Angelina. "So did you enjoy the show?"

Angelina nods. "I did," she answers with a smile. "I was impressed." She shakes her head when Chris offers her a cigarette. "No, thank you."

"Wow, so polite." Chris smirks.

Angelina shrugs. "I didn't see you in the ring."

"Had the night off. I made a quick appearance early to pull some ass holes apart. But that's it."

She nods. "I see. And are you a…" She frowns and looks at Amy. "What were they?"

Amy shrugs. "What are you talking about?"

"The bad guys and good guys."

"Oh, heels and faces."

"Right."

Jon smiles at them. "So when you say this was your first show, does that mean you've never watched it?"

Angelina blushes as she nods. "Yeah."

"She's lived a sheltered life," Amy says.

"Amy!"

"What? It's true."

"The entire world doesn't need to know that." She looks at Jon and shrugs. "I was limited to what I could watch growing up."

Jon nods. He looks up when the waitress walks over. "Jessie, our favorite person."

"Shut it, Moxley."

"Ouch, you hurt me."

"Drinks?"

Angelina looks at Jon after Jessie walks away. "You come here often?"

He nods. "I guess. Food's good." He watches Angelina closely. "Are you nervous?"

She nods once again. "Yeah." She looks down at her hands. "I um…" She looks up quickly when Amy announces she's leaving. "What?"

Amy smiles at her. "Chris invited me over."

"But…"

"Have fun you two."

"Amy…" Angelina frowns as Amy giggles as she follows Chris out. She looks at Jon.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine," Jon says.

"Maybe it's not her I'm worried about."

He smirks. "Good point. Don't worry, you'll be fine. I'm not some crazed animal or anything. Unless you're into that."

Angelina smiles a little. "No, definitely not." She looks up when Jessie walks back over.

"Tell Chris to stop coming in and ordering when he isn't going to stay," she says.

"A drink, Jessie. Chill." Jon smiles. "I want my usual."

"And for you?"

Angelina blushes as she looks at Jessie. She hasn't even looked at the menu. "Um…"

"Do you like burgers?" Jon asks.

"Yes."

"She'll have what I'm having." He looks at Angelina when Jessie walks away. "Jessie isn't very patient."

"You seem to know her well."

He nods. "She's my sister." He shrugs. "Okay, you know what I do, what do you do?"

She chews on her bottom lip wondering what he's going to think about her still being in high school. "I work for my dad at his office after school."

"School?"

"I'm a senior in high school."

"Damn, wouldn't have guessed that. So you're eighteen?"

"I will be in a few weeks." She licks her lips nervously. "Is that bad?"

He chuckles. "No. Just thought you were older."

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-one."

"How long have you been wrestling?"

"Started kinda training when I was sixteen. Didn't really get started until I was eighteen. But it didn't take long because I was there all the time up until I turned eighteen. I had my first match six months after my eighteenth birthday."

"Is that early?"

He shrugs. "Everyone I had met it took longer."

It's almost an hour later when they walk out of the restaurant. Angelina frowns as she looks around. There's really no one she could call for a ride. Her parents would kill her if they knew she was on this side of town.

"Do you need a ride?" Jon asks.

Angelina looks at him and smiles. "Um… well, if you don't mind?"

"No, come on." He leads her to his beat up truck. "Not much, but it gets me to where I need to go." He looks over after they get in. "Where to?"

"Avondale."

He nods and pulls out of the small parking lot. "Is this your first time in East End?"

"No." She wrinkles her nose when realizes how quickly she answered. "I've never been here this late though."

"I'm surprised your parents let you come out here."

"My parents don't know."

"Really?" Jon grins. "Rebel without a cause, huh?"

"No. This is really the first time I've done anything like this before."

"So where do they think you are?"

"With Amy bowling."

Jon nods. He can't help but grin. "Rebel without a cause." He glances over at her as he pulls to a stop at a stop light. "Are you past curfew?"

Angelina frowns at him, but there's a hint of a smile behind it. "Are you making fun of me?"

He nods. "I am." He grins.

Angelina looks at Jon when he pulls to a stop in front of her house. She smiles. "Thanks for the ride."

Jon returns the smile. "You're welcome. Glad you enjoyed the show. Hopefully we'll see you again."

"Bye, Jon." She climbs out of the truck and walks around the front.

He opens his window. "Farewell, Angelina."

She turns and her smile widens. "But the sky isn't on fire." She waves before heading up to the front door.