Mine Would Be You

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Seth sat back on his couch nursing a beer. The TV was on, but he wasn't paying much attention to the movie that was playing as got lost in his thoughts. As selfish as it was, he was feeling rather sorry for himself and he had no one to really blame for his troubles but himself.

He had been sent home to recover from the grade two concussion he had suffered at the hands of Dean during that weeks Raw. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't blame Dean for the injury. The distraction by J and J had thrown his focus off and he hadn't seen the hit from Dean coming until it was too late. The end result had caused a loss and a concussion, but besides that Dean had now been added to his match against Roman and Orton at Payback.

He had pleaded with Hunter after the match to reverse Kane's decision, but he had been simply shrugged off and told to go home and rest up. How had he fallen this far? How had he gone from being a part of the greatest team in wrestling history to the Authority's whining, crying red headed stepchild? Why, even though he was the champion, did he feel as though he was still trying to claw his way to the top? That answer was simple.

Seth had become greedy.

In his thirst for power and fame he had abandoned the only family he had ever had in this business. The only family that had truly cared about him. And one thing he knew for sure was that The Authority couldn't give two shits about him. He had been a means to an end of the greatest threat that The Authority had ever faced. The Shield.

He had helped destroy everything they had worked to create. Seth knew the truth. As good as it looked on paper to say The Shield had been his creation, that just wasn't the case. They had created it together, but he was in no way the original brainchild for The Shield. She had created it.

The funny thing about that whole thing was none of them had tried to fight him on it. Aside from the occasional jab at him from Dean and Roman, the topic had been left alone. What was worse, she hadn'tspoken up at all since he had betrayed his brothers and to be perfectly honestly, that scared him.

He often caught himself looking over his shoulder backstage, worrying when she would launch her attack. It never came. A year later and still nothing. He had stopped himself on several occasions from asking Dean and Roman if they had heard from or spoken to her. And he dared not ask The Authority if they had heard anything of her in fear his loyalty would be questioned.

Loyalty.

What had loyalty gotten him? Sure he was the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, but he couldn't help but feel he was merely holding the title for someone else. He was simply a pawn that was easily expendable and his clock was ticking with The Authority. He mattered little to them and that became apparent in his last couple days at home.

No one had called to check on him. No one texted to see if he was healing up ok. No one. Not even his supposed kiss-ass security team. He squeezed the beer bottle in his hand tightly in anger and frustration. Loyalty? Family? Bull-fucking-shit.

Finishing off his beer, he stood and headed to the kitchen for another one. After tossing the twist off in the trash he made his way back into the living room and plopped back down on the couch. Glancing at the tv, he saw the credits rolling and couldn't honestly remember if he had actually seen any of the movie. Not that he hadn't seen it a million times before, but he had put it in thinking it would be a good distraction. Guess not.

He scoffed, before taking another long pull of his beer and picked up the remote to find something else to watch that might actually cause a distraction. As his eyes scrolled through the listings, he heard the low hum of his phone go off from beside him on the couch. He took a moment and gave it a funny look, thinking maybe The Authority had finally realized that they had better check on their champion. A frown formed on his face when he thought of them all huddled in a group drawing straws.

"Might as well see who drew the short one," he murmured to himself as he reached for his phone.

Pushing the button to light up his phone, he had to look at it twice, taking in the name that was glowing on the screen.

Ambrose

Seth's heart began to hammer against his chest at the thought of what the Lunatic Fringe could possibly want from him. Maybe he just wanted to see if the match at Payback was now a triple threat and rub a little salt in the wound. Seth's heart clenched at the thought, not that he wouldn't deserve it. He had done enough to hurt the man that a little gloating on Ambrose's part would pale in comparison.

Biting the bullet, Seth swallowed harshly before tapping the phone to life again and swiping across the name.

Seth's heart slammed to a stop when he took in the screen and Dean's text.

'Hey Two-Face. You still alive?'

Seth tried to swallow down the hard lump in his throat at the nickname. Even though it was fitting now, the name's origin had nothing to do with his betrayal. He smiled humorously as he thought back on the night that nickname was chosen. A life or death mission that had involved a bottle of Jack, a camera, Kane's mask, a pacifier and a sleeping William Regal.

They had invented code names for each other for their secret mission and they had stuck through the remainder of their relationship. Two-Face for Seth. Joker for Dean. Bane for Roman. And of course, the instigator of the prank, Allie was CatWoman.

The alcohol had been strong with them that night as he remembered mission impossible-ing his way down the hotel corridors, with the others flanking him, in their riot gear and hound masks. It was a wonder that they didn't get busted, though there were many close calls.

He felt his heart lighten and let a chuckle escape him at the thought of Roman tackling Dean down a hallway, calling to the others to duck in cover, because he had heard a noise. It had turned out to be the bell from the elevator as a very drunk Nikki Bella and Nattie stumbled out of it and down the hallway. He could still hear the rustling of clothing and the harshly whispered cussing as Dean wrestled Roman on the hallway floor.

Seth felt his heart constrict when he remembered that only two months later he had betrayed them all. His family. The only ones who had ever loved him unconditionally and in every way. The ones who had his back and who he could goof around with at ungodly hours, because the rest of them were always down for whatever one of them managed to get into.

His phone buzzing again pulled him out of his thoughts making him look down at it still clutched in his hand.

'Ok. So, you're either dead or ignoring me.'

Seth smirked, before biting his lip. How was he suppose to respond? He could help the feeling of suspicion that filled him at why Dean would be texting him to see how he was feeling. What had Seth done to deserve Dean's concern? Maybe it wasn't concern. Maybe it was a setup. He wished so badly that it was because Dean cared, but he wouldn't allow to himself to be setup for embarrassment.

Typing out a response, he paused before finally hitting send and sat back waiting for a reply.

'Alive and well... Sorry to disappoint you.'

Dean didn't take long to respond and Seth felt an instant feeling of regret when he read it.

'Ever the smart ass. Just wanted to check in and make sure I didn't kill you. Sorry to bother you, your majesty. Won't happen again.'

Seth's fingers were quickly typing a response. Before his brain could even catch up to what he had said he had hit the send button.

'Why would you even care? Not like I exactly merit your concern. That should be reserved for Roman and Allie.'

Dean's response didn't come as quickly this time. Seth was starting to think he wasn't going to at all until the buzzing sound nearly made him jump out of his skin when it sounded a good fifteen minutes later.

'Is that really what you think? Contrary to what you may believe, we never stopped caring. Thought that would've been obvious with how close one of us has always stayed.'

Seth's mouth dropped open as he sat and wracked his brain thinking over the last year. Dean was right. Since his betrayal, either Dean or Roman had almost always been involved in his bouts in one way or another. He had always figured that it was because they were doing everything they could to hold him back, but now Dean's confession had him thinking. Maybe he had been wrong all along.

'Even when I put your head through cinder blocks?'

Sethcringedat the memory. It still made him sick to his stomach to think about crushing Dean's head through those blocks. What had he been thinking? It would prove his loyalty to The Authority? God, he was so fucked up.

'I'll be honest, it wasn't exactly easy to love you then, but I did and my head healed. If you ask Allie it was never fully intact anyway, so no one would really know the difference.'

Seth felt his body tremble as tears slid down his face. Dean still loved him. Did that mean Roman and Allie did too? Seth's brain was going a mile a minute, but with shaky hands, he responded.

'I don't deserve it.'

Dean's answer was almost instant.

'Deserve what?'

'Your love.'

Seth breath caught in his throat when his phone immediately began to ring with Dean's name flashing across the screen. His hands shook violently and as much as he didn't want Dean to hear his broken voice, he desperately wanted to hear Dean's. So after several failed attempts his thumb finally managed to answer the call and he placed the phone to his ear.

"Hello?" His voice shook and rasped, making the embarrassment all the worse.

"Seth Rollins!" Dean's demanding voice sounded through the phone. "Don't you ever tell me that you don't deserve to be loved by me. I make that decision. Do you hear me?"

Seth stammered for a minute, but never got a chance to fully respond before Dean cut him off.

"You by yourself?" He asked, his voice more calm.

"Y-Yea," Seth got out, clearing his throat. He paused a second to compose himself, then spoke again. "Have been since I got home from Raw."

"No one's been with you at all?" Dean barked out in surprise. "-the fuck, Seth? You have a concussion. What if something happened to you?"

"Didn't think anyone cared," Seth murmured barely loud enough for Dean to make out.

"Those asshats didn't send anyone to look after you?" Dean's anger was beginning to boil.

"No," Seth answered slowly, almost afraid to.

Seth heard Dean growl loudly on the other end of the phone. His breathing was heavy as he let his anger consume him for a moment. Seth listened as Dean did what he could to calm himself down, before he spoke to Seth again. Seth couldn't help the flutters in his stomach listening to Dean get angry over his wellbeing. It made him feel... loved.

"Are you ok?" Dean's voice was a soft grumble of concern now, but the frustration was still there. "How do you feel?"

"I'm fine," Seth answered quickly, a small smile graced his face as the flutters intensified. "The nausea and head ache passed yesterday."

"You sure?" Dean urged for confirmation.

"I promise, Dean," Seth assured him. "I'm feeling better."

"Are you hungry?" Dean asked suddenly. The question threw Seth for a moment.

"What?" He asked to get clarification.

"Have you eaten? Are you hungry?" Dean asked urgently.

"I-I haven't eaten much the last couple days," Seth stammered. "Haven't been hungry."

"Well, you're gonna eat everything we bring you," Dean spoke demandingly.

"Wait, what?" Seth asked in confusion as he stood up quickly from the couch.

"We'll be there shortly. Don't go anywhere," Dean ordered before hanging up on Seth.

Seth sat there gawking at his blacked out phone for several minutes. Dean was coming here? Dean was coming and he was alone. Seth's entire body froze as he realized what had just happened. Dean was on his way to his house. And chances were, Roman and Allie were with him."

"Oh, fuck!"

A/N: Reviews would be lovely! This will be a short one. I'm not starting anything major until I finish May I Be Your Shield.

Now I have to go finish my next chapter for May I Be Your Shield, before I lose my freaking mind tonight watching Payback! So many possibilities and I don't know what to do!