I recently got the inspiration to possibly be writing my first Sheamus/BNB chapter story! :D

Warnings: Slash. Sheamus/BNB. Wolf/supernatural fic. Rated T/M. Hurt/comfort. Bullet wound...etc...Don't like? Don't read.

Wolf Heart...Chapter 1: The Bullet Sinks Deep...

Wade wasn't a fan of the woods. Yet it seemed to be the only place he could get some peace and quiet, and it seemed to be the only place in the world where he could get away from all the cameras that stalked the superstars of the WWE. Don't get him wrong, he liked the attention after being gone for so long with his injury, but he also liked his privacy. With all the shows and interviews the WWE was putting on, it was nice to get away from it all and keep at least a little to himself - he did not want all of his life to be an open book.

The woods were quiet, eerie even; there was barely a sound in the cramped space of multiple trees. It was surprisingly nice though, despite the spooky essences, as Wade walked through the forest, stepping over logs, and snapping fallen branches with his foot.

He had heard it would rain during the day, but he didn't care, the rain made him relax. Sheamus, someone who Wade cared for more than he would ever admit, had warned him not to go into the woods, mentioning the storm warning of rain, and that there would be hunter's about and deadly animals. Though Wade had wanted to ask the redhead to come with him to the woods, he had simply shrugged the ladies man off. Saying something that resembled this; come on, how could someone mistake me for an animal? It was impossible, plus who would be hunting at this time in the morning? Sheamus had looked less than pleased and had lost the normal sparkle that filled his gorgeous blue eyes that Wade loved to look into...

There was an incredible view not far from where Wade had enter the mass of woodland, it was of a lake reflecting the sunrise, glimmering sligntly as if dancing on the water. At first he had been in a mood from having to leave the hotel so early because of cameras and people running around like it was the end of the world - but now he didn't regret it.

Smirking to himself, Wade continued on his way for sometime, ignoring the greying clouds that floated above him in the sky which could be seen through some of the leafless trees. It would have been nice to have Sheamus here with him...

Shaking his head to rid the Irish man from his mind, Wade suddenly stopped as he heard a rustle from nearby. He eyed the line of trees with a slight frown on his face as he slowly moved closer, peering through the bushes of green and brown.

As soon as he saw what was there, Wade crouched down low, holding his breath; it was a Deer.

A beautiful Deer, light brown with white markings across its back leg, minding its own business as it ate the muddy grass on the floor - ears twitching now and then as it chewed its food.

Wade watched in amazment as the woodland creature didn't pay him any attention, simply doing what an animal did.

He noticed a branch full of small leaves lying next to his foot, slowly picking it up, Wade streched out his arm - quickly gaining the animals eyes on his hand which held a tiny fragment of the forest.

Its ears twitched a couple more times before it slowly began to move towards him; Wade couldn't help but smile as it ate the offered goods. He was tempted to stroke the Deer, its fur looked so soft, but he didn't dare ruin a moment like this.

Seconds ticked by as the Deer, now finished with food, nuzzled its mouth into the palm of Wade's hand, making the Brit chuckle silently to himself -

BANG!

It didn't hurt, not at first. It was mainly the ringing in Wade's ears that got to him the most, something smashed into him, knocking him to the ground harshly. It took Wade sometime to be able to look down at what was pinning his legs - the Deer was dead, blood coming from the warm beast.

So then why...

Why did it start to hurt?

A loud howling echoed in the distance but Wade paid no mind to it, he couldn't focus.

He couldn't locate where the pain was coming from either at first, but then it began to burn uncontrollably, throbbing and stinging - Wade's side was riddle with pain. Glancing down again, Wade saw his black jacket heavy with a thick liquid, his jeans had splattered blood on them.

Bloody hell it hurt.

Wade placed his head against the ground as he felt something come out of his mouth, the Brit couldn't tell what it was, but it didn't feel right and it gave a sickening taste of metal.

Looking up at the sky, Wade tried to calm his breathing down; he knew he was panicking, and that was never good.

The sound of twigs breaking nearby made the former leader of Nexus move his eyes to see who was approaching. However, it wasn't a who. More of a what.

'W-what -the hell is that?!' Wade thought weakly as the large, four-legged animal looked down at him, whinning slightly. It's eyes were beautiful, light blue...They would have been clear had there not been a certain emontion running through them...like a humans eyes? Wade couldn't help but think that he knew those eyes...

But that was impossible...Right? He was just losing it...This was a - was a giant wolf standing over him probably thinking he was nothing but food!

Wade couldn't find his voice to speak to the animal, not that it would have understood him, it hurt too much.

The last thing Wade saw was a sudden flash of red and white fur before a human appeared where the animal had been, but Wade never got the chance to do anything else as everything went black...


Wade didn't open his eyes at first, but he could smell something nearby...It was strong too. Slowly, Wade rolled onto his side, opening his eyes gently towards where the smell was located. Greenish grey eyes looked up and saw a Rabbit staring back at him before running away once the Brit began to move into a sitting position. Looking around, Wade scratched his head; he was in a thicker part of the woods, hidden amongst the bushes and trees.

-Bang- Wade jumped as he remembered the gun shot and the deer. Grabbing his shirt, he pulled it up, seeing dry blood marrying his jacket and top - underneath them was nothing but a scare gracing his skin.

"What the -" Wade cut himself off as a breeze brushed against him, the smell of the woodlands filled his nose, stronger than what it had been; as though its scent had somehow increased while he had been out. 'How long have I been out for?' Wade thought as he noticed that it was dark, it must have been past midnight. He should be cold, shouldn't he? But he wasn't, or at least he didn't think he was.

Shaking his head to try and make sense of everything, Wade's eyes caught sight of his wrist, it had three, large red marks on it, as though he had been scratched by something. To say he was about to panic would have been an understatement of the year, but there was a sudden light from a torch hitting his face, and voices booming around the woods.

"Wade!" Multiple shouts called at once. "Wade!"

Crawling on his hands and knees, Wade slowly made his way through the bushes and trees before standing and seeing almost every WWE superstar with torches and microphones calling his name with police and searchers around them.

"Wade!" Dolph Ziggler ran towards him, getting everyone else's attention as well. "We've been looking for you all night when you didn't show up for WWE." Dolph yanked him towards a doctor. When the WWE made a search party, they meant it.

The Brit never spoke though as he looked around and saw Sheamus, Randy and John standing close by each other- watching him carefully in the distance from the mass of people heading for the former bare knuckled fighter.

'Sheamus...' Something in Wade snapped as soon as he saw the Celt Warrior; a giant wolf burned its way into Wade's mind, almost making him whimper in submissiveness.

What the hell happened to him?

Here is my promise to you all, if I get three or four reviews by Wednesday/Thurseday, then I'll update the next chapter. I would have it done for tomorrow, but I got a Funereal to get to unflrtunately. :(