Hello, lovely readers!

There's a longer author's note at the end of the chapter

Nattiebroskette – Yes, there were a lot of yay moments last chapter. And I'm glad you liked Dean's little speech. We haven't heard from him for a while so I wanted to make it good

Raquel the writer – I think Sheamus will be locked up for a very long time after what he did

Chermayne – Awww indeed!

Labinnacslove – Sometimes it does take something major to realise what you have in life. that has clearly happened for Dean

Rileyjade – I think you'll like the ending

Ambrose-kohli-girl – Yes! I couldn't leave this story with Hunter still hating Dean

AliceLouiseVA123 – Haha! Obsession is good. I'm glad I've created something that people can obsess over!

Kimberly316 – Me too. Hunter had to come round in the end

LeaMarie F Metallium – I'm surprised Dean didn't kill him with how angry he was. But I couldn't do that to Holly. She needs her happy ending

Calwitch – Yes. It seems we have finally reached a happy point in this story. No one is angry, no one is seeking revenge, everyone is good.

Dutchangel1979 – We will see in this chapter if she gets her happy ever after

Debwood-1999 – All is right with the world. After all the drama, who thought we'd ever get here!

Beautifultragedyxxx – It had been quite a ride, thank you for coming along with me

Seth Rollins babe – Thank you so much!

Tantoune – Contain the tears! There's one final chapter left to go yet. I'm gonna be so sad to see this end

Guest – Aww thank you, that's so lovely of you to say. You are more than welcome

This chapter is named after 'Happy Ending' by Mika

Holly Helmsley's Point Of View

6 months later…

"Do you need me to do anything else, Steph?" I asked my sister-in-law as we both rushed around her massive kitchen like a pair of headless chickens.

"The turkey needs basting again," she said as she peeled the potatoes at the sink.

"I'm on it," I said, quickly putting on my oven mitt and pulling the turkey carefully from the oven. It smelt amazing and had been cooking all morning. I grabbed the baster, filled it with the meat juices and basted the bird, making sure it was well covered and very moist before returning it to the oven. I removed the gloves before going to the kitchen counter to chop up the carrots.

Today was Thanksgiving, and even though it was normally a nice and relaxing day that was spent with family and friends, the rushed morning that was filled with cooking and prep had tired me out. The smells in the kitchen kept me motivated and kept me going; if this food tasted as good as it smelt then I knew this would probably be the greatest meal I'd ever had.

I chopped the carrots carefully, my eyes drifting up to the doorway of the living area, my lips unable to stop smiling.

Hunter sat in a chair, TV remote in hand, Dean seated on the sofa beside him, Randy seated beside Dean. They were watching some football game on TV, laughing and cheering and shouting at the screen. If someone would have told me 9 months ago that those three men would be sitting together, laughing together and not fighting, I'd have told them they were flat out lying.

And yet here they were, acting like best friends, acting like they had always been close.

They had all come so far in these last 6 months.

Hunter had really put the effort in with Dean since I had got out of the hospital. Hunter had insisted that I stayed at his house during my recovery due to the size of his house and the fact he knew the best doctor's in Connecticut. I didn't really have much room to protest but in all honestly I didn't mind. My brother was usually right about these things and he had given me the greatest care available. Plus I knew being here I'd have someone to constantly care for me, something I wouldn't have back in my own apartment. But what made me smile the most was the way he had allowed Dean to be here during every spare minute he had.

The show still had to go on, so despite my injuries my brother and my boyfriend were still called away during the week for WWE, but as soon as they had finished they would fly straight back to me, Hunter even allowing Dean to stop over on weekends.

Considering how protective my brother was and considering how he'd treated Dean before this, doing this was one hell of a huge step. It was like they had managed to bond over what had happened. They both had a mutual love, and that was me. So when that mutual love was in danger, they had no choice but to team up and grow closer over it.

I hated my injuries, but if it helped Dean and my brother, then at least they were good for something.

And now they were like best friends. They laughed together, they hung out together, they'd even gone to a few football games just by themselves. The turnaround wasn't instant, it had taken time for them to become like this. But now they were getting on like a house on fire and I couldn't be happier to see the two most important men in my life getting along.

And thankfully the bond between Hunter and Dean had allowed one between Randy and Dean too. Randy had already been somewhat forgiving of my boyfriend after the match against the League Of Nations and had accepted that Dean and I were together. But his acceptance of the situation did not necessarily mean an acceptance of Dean himself. Even though they had fought together on the same team, I knew deep down there would still be some animosity.

But I couldn't have been more wrong.

Randy had done a total u-turn, and he had been the one to take that first initial step. He asked Dean out for a drink, they spoke together alone and laid all their cards on the table. They spoke of their issues and problems with each other and slowly but surely they had sorted things out and agreed to get on. Like with Hunter, it had been slow at first, but now they were getting on so well. Not best friends, but friends all the same.

Randy himself had also been improving. After the Sheamus incident he'd gotten himself out more and had started dating again. He'd been on a couple first dates, but had recently been seeing a girl he met in his home town of St Louis. They were taking things slow but they were going steady and he was really keen on her. I was happy for him, I really was. My best friend deserved happiness and it seemed it was finally coming to him.

Things had really been looking up after the Sheamus incident, especially over what happened with the man who caused all this.

As soon as I was well enough to leave the hospital, I had made my statement to the police. Due to CCTV, witness statements and a confession from Sheamus himself, the police knew they had enough information to convict him. He was instantly found guilty for bodily harm, stalking and attempted murder. He was being locked away and he was going for a very long time.

He was gone, he was done, and I'd never have to see the bastard again for as long as I lived. The danger was gone, and for the first time in a long time, I was able to finally live in peace.

I finished chopping the carrots and put them in a saucepan, filling it with water and placing it on the hob to boil. Steph had finished with the potatoes so we moved onto the stuffing, my mouth eager to taste the food we had cooked.

xXx

Thanksgiving dinner was insanely amazing, probably the best thing I'd ever eaten. Steph and I had done an awesome job, everyone around us agreeing. Dean had practically inhaled his dinner, Hunter finishing his food in record time. The turkey was so soft that it melted in your mouth, the mashed potatoes were to die for and the stuffing was exquisite. Steph and I couldn't cook another meal like that again if we tried!

After we had eaten and all the dishes had been cleaned, we all gathered in the living area to watch a film. It was a Helmsley family tradition that we watched a film on Thanksgiving afternoon, so once we were all settled, Randy put the film into the DVD player at it began. I curled up on the sofa beside Dean, happy to have his big and protective arm around me. I sighed in contentment, pleased to be in my happy place.

Ever since the hospital, my relationship with Dean had gone from strength to strength. We had never been closer, his attentiveness to me doubling since my injuries had happened. It was like something had changed in him, like the incident had affected him more than I first thought. But now he was more attentive, he was more eager to call me and message me, he tried harder to come visit me. Even when he only had one spare night or one spare day, he'd still get a flight to see me, even if it meant he'd be leaving me again within a few hours. Hell, he didn't want to even wrestle for the first few months of my recovery and Dean fucking loved his wrestling!

He'd barely been back home to Vegas, using every spare second he had to come to Connecticut to be with me. He took care of me, acting as my nurse and carer and making sure I had everything I needed.

I just loved spending this time with him knowing we had nobody opposing us for once. Not my brother, not Randy, no one. For once we were free to actually be happy and be the couple we wanted to be without fear of judgement or conflict. It was refreshing to actually be like that for once, I had to admit.

We spent time together, we hung out together, we went for dinner together, we went out together, doing mundane coupley things. And I loved every second of it.

But as I gazed up at him, watching his handsome face as he watched the movie, I couldn't help but grin brightly. I had finally found true happiness and true contentment. Life was good and I was optimistic for a future with the man of my dreams.

Yet the thing that made me happy the most was that since the whole Sheamus incident, the lunatic had not appeared once. It was like Dean was content now, like he'd made peace with himself to the point where the lunatic was no longer needed. I wasn't sure if it was the fact that Sheamus was gone for good, if it was because he was happy, or if it was anything that I had done, but I didn't really care. My man was in a good place now, the lunatic had vanished and that was all I could ask for.

The afternoon, evening and night wore on until we were all falling asleep on the sofa, so we knew it was time for bed.

My injuries had fully recovered now but I occasionally still got twangs of pain, especially in my shoulder, so Dean helped me up to the room where I'd been sleeping for the last 6 months. It had a queen size bed in it so there was plenty of room for Dean to stay with me. We readied ourselves for bed and quickly got under the covers, his arms grabbing me instantly and pulling me against his body and burying his face in my hair.

"Mmmm, you smell good," I heard him mumble.

"Not as good as dinner smelt this afternoon," commented with a smirk.

"Yeah… damn that was a good meal. Best Thanksgiving dinner I've ever had," he said. "Better than the one Seth cooked last year. And that's saying something because that guy is a fucking genius in the kitchen."

"So you enjoyed your first ever Helmsley Thanksgiving?" I asked him, looking up to his face curiously.

"Best Thanksgiving I've ever had," he smiled down at me.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Well… amazing food first off," he began. "I had great company, my favourite person in the world was at my side and I felt a hell of a lot of relief."

"What do you mean?" I asked, my eyebrows furrowed.

"Because I actually got to spend it with you," he said. "Everything that's happened has been a bit of a whirlwind for me. 6 months ago I didn't think I'd be spending a single day with you ever again. To see the way you were lying there unconscious in that hospital bed, I was fucking terrified that this was it. We'd never get a single birthday together again, a single Christmas, a single Thanksgiving. I thought I'd lost you. And yet here we are together after having one of the best fucking days ever. I just have a lot of relief and thankfulness after today."

I gently raised my face up to his and kissed him softly, needing the feel of his lips on mine, needing this close connection to him, needing to let him know how much I loved and adored him. He laced his fingers into my hair, pulling me closer and kissing me with more passion. I sighed against his lips, loving having this glorious man so close to me. He was an absolute dream, he was my whole life, and I fucking loved him.

"It's going to take a lot more than Sheamus to take me down and tare us apart," I told him once our kiss had broken. "I'm not going anywhere any time soon."

"Speaking of going somewhere, I was wondering if I could talk to you about something," he said, his tone suddenly going a little more serious.

I blinked and looked at him through the lamp light. He seemed a little nervous and Dean Ambrose was never nervous. He was as confident and egotistical as they came. Whatever was on his mind must be something big.

"Sure," I told him. "You can talk to me about anything. You know that."

He suddenly leaned over and grabbed his jeans that had been lying on the floor. He fished around in his pocket and pulled something out before turning back to me. He opened his hand, a key lying flat on his palm.

I looked at the key then back up at him, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Thankfully he took the hint and elaborated a little more.

"Well I know your recovery period is coming to an end," he began. "So I know you won't be staying with your brother much longer. I know you have your own place and all, but after everything that's happened and the time we've spent together… honestly, I don't want to be apart from you anymore. I've fucking loved being here with you. Waking up beside you each morning, falling asleep beside you each night, going for walks, hanging out, doing things together. I know its sounds boring and mundane and crappy to everyone else, but to me it's everything that I could ever want. It's been me and you as a couple. It's a life I want and one I don't want to give up."

I gave him a warm smile. "I've loved it too. But that doesn't explain the key, Dean."

He took a deep breath before he spoke.

"It's a key to my apartment in Vegas… I want you to move in with me."

My heart thumped in my chest, my stomach filled to the brim with butterflies at the sound of his words.

"Y-You do?" I asked him.

"More than anything," he smiled. "I know we're on the road a lot, but I've finally got a taste of what it's like living with you and being with you like this. And I don't want to give it up. I want to be with you forever, Holly, till the day I die. I'm in this for the long haul and I know this is the next natural step for our relationship. I understand if it's not somewhere you want to live or-"

"Of course I'll move in with you!" I squealed, throwing my arms around him, embracing him so tightly I was afraid I'd cracked one of his ribs.

"You will?" he asked in both surprise and excitement.

"Of course," I replied. "There's nothing I'd want more, sweetheart."

He hugged me closely, bringing his lips quickly to mine, kissing me over and over again, my mouth unable to stop the giggles that came out of it.

Moving in! We were moving in! This was the last thing I expected him to say but I could not have been more happier that he'd said it. to know I'd be coming home to him every day and living in a place as awesome as Vegas had be jumping up and down with excitement. To know he loved me so much that he wanted to take this huge step with me filled my heart to the brim with love.

This man, this gorgeous, stunning, amazing man wanted me. he loved me, he cared for me and he wanted to love with me…

"I fucking love you," he murmured through each kiss.

"I love you too," I replied.

And I did. I loved him with all my heart… and I always would.

Oh my god… That's it, folks!

We've finally reached the end of this crazy little journey called 'Come And Get It'.

I can honestly say I have loved every last second of writing and sharing this story with you all and I want to say thank you to every last person who has read it and given it some attention. To all the followers, favouriters, reviewers and readers out there, thank you for reading this story. It started as some crazy little idea in my head so many months ago, but you have all come to love it and I'm so grateful to you all for reading. You've taken on Holly as your own and loved her as much as I do. Thank you.

I am going to miss this fan-fic probably more than any of my others. I've grown to love the characters and the storylines and I will miss sitting down to write the next chapter each week.

As for a sequel, I have no current plans. I feel everything was wrapped up nicely and all the characters have been left in a good place where they can finally have their happy ever after. But as they say, never say never. Just because I have no plans right now doesn't mean I may not in the future. And if I do, I will not hesitate to write it down. But for now, there is no sequel planned.

I do, however, have a few other stories planned. As some of you may know, I have already started my next fic. It's called Fraternize and it's a Seth Rollins based story. It's live right now so please hop on over to my profile and show it some love. I also have plans for a Roman Reigns story and a brand new Dean Ambrose story, so keep your eyes peeled as they will be coming soon.

So all that is left for me to say is that's that! Thank you for coming along for the ride and thank you for sticking with 'Come And Get It'. It's been so much fun and I will miss you all. I hopefully look forward to seeing some of you on my other stories.

Love you all, lovely readers!

Rachydoodle xx