Seth groans as he wakes up. He knew he shouldn't have gone to see Dean but something had forced him. Be it his own loneliness or the desire to see his brother and know that he was ok and the spell worked. His sire though had found out and Seth didn't know what hurt worse, his sire's fist or the brick walls that he was thrown through. Then there was the rape that followed.. it always followed if he so much as looked another person. His Sire wanted to own Seth inside and out. Seth winces as he moves out of the bed and looks down at his legs that are coated in dried blood.
Seth pulls on some clothing not bothering to shower yet. He needed blood to heal and repair the damage. Then he could clean up and prepare for what ever his Sire had in store for him. Seth walks towards the kitchen and opens the fridge, taking out a bottle filled with blood. Seth takes a long drink from the bottle. He then sits down at the table in the kitchen. He missed Kane.. his old life.
Kane had chosen to stay in the WWE to monitor that the spell was still working and also because Kane wasn't ready to leave the WWE yet. Seth had been left to his Sire's care alone now for a year. There had been a couple other Vampires that came around at times and sometimes they would actually talk to him and treat him like one of them. They taught him honestly more then his Sire ever has. His Sire wanted him weak and helpless. Seth knew this but there was nothing he could do. He didn't have the power to break free and also in the Vampire culture he was nothing more then a baby and owned by his Sire.
Seth sits back in his chair and runs a hand through his hair as he looks around. The hole where he was put through the wall was already fixed by someone. He was just a little happy that he didn't have to fix it. He gasps when a set of arms wraps around his chest and holds him tightly to someone. A soft sleepy voice speaks to him, "it's too early to be awake, come back to bed."
Seth nods and and lets himself be lead back to the bedroom. Back to his personal Hell.
Dean had felt off since he saw the person in the parking lot. Something about the man had triggered some feeling in him that he couldn't explain. Dean looks at Roman who was sleeping, holding him tightly to his chest. Dean moves up and kisses Roman lightly before getting up and heading towards the living room. Adam is passed out on the couch and laying almost totally on Dolph. Dean pulls the blanket up around the two of them before heading over to the kitchen.
Dean looks down at the stove as he starts to make breakfast. There was something about that guy and the sadness in his eyes. There was something about him that was drawing Dean to him. Dean turns when he hears movement and Adam walks into the kitchen. Adam's hair is just a massive fuzz ball right now. Adam mumbles about coffee and goes to the maker pouring himself a cup.
Dean looks at him, "you know a guy with two coloured hair.. almost our size?"
Adam takes a drink and then shakes his head, "Nope. Should I?"
Dean sighs and rubs his head, "in the parking lot. I saw someone like that. He.. I swear he's haunting me."
Adam chuckles, "Let me get this straight, you have a god in your bedroom and your dreaming about a little shrimp with two hair colors."
Dean groans, "it's not like that Adam."
Dolph groans as he walks into the kitchen and takes Adam's coffee taking a sip, "not like what."
Adam smirks, "Dean has a crush on some boy in the parking lot he saw."
Roman walks in and kisses Dean's temple, "Really hope he's cute."
Dean stomps his foot, "it's not like that you guys.. There's something about him."
Roman holds up his hands, "Dean calm down.. tell us what's going on."
Dean sighs, "I saw a guy he had half blond and half brown hair. He looked sad.. and he congratulated me.. There was something about him."
Roman thinks and then pulls dean close, "I don't know him."
Dolph thinks and shrugs, "Sorry Dean don't know him."
Dean sighs and leans against Roman, "I think he's in trouble and for some reason.. Something is telling me to help him."
Roman looks down at Dean, "Babe I love you but you can't save the world. How do you know he's in trouble."
Dean shakes his head, "I don't know.. I just do.." Dean sighs and then shakes his head, "I don't know Roman."
Adam and Dolph leave the apartment building where Dean and Roman live and get into their car to head to their own home after spending most of the day with Roman and Dean. Roman and Dean stand in the doorway watching their friends leave. Dean and Roman turn to go back upstairs and then hear screaming and screeching of tires. Dean turns and sees that Dolph had went to pull out and was hit by another car. Dean runs towards the wreckage and sees that Dolph's side was hit by the car.
Dean can't open the door and Roman is trying to help. Adam was conscious but Dolph looked bed and was out cold. Suddenly the man from the parking lot appears, pulling Dean and Roman away, "move."
Both men stare shell shocked at the guy. The man pulls the door open, ripping the metal to get it to open. Adam is partially conscious and whimpering that someone needs to save Dolph. The man bends the metal of the steering wheel and gets Dolph free. He gently picks him up and hands him to Roman, "Take him to the sidewalk."
Roman nods numbly and carries Dolph over. Dean kneels by Dolph, placing his hand on a deep gash in his side, trying to stop the bleeding. The man though pulls the drives seat out and throws it to the side. He then gets kneels in the car and rips Adam's seat belt and untangles him, pulling him clear of the wreck.
Adam only has a couple bumps though and scratches. The man sits Adam down and then moves to Dolph. He looks at Dean, "Stay with Adam, I have Dolph."
Dean nods and whispers, "don't let him die."
The man smiles gently and whispers, "I won't I promise Dean."
Dean backs up and watches, how did he know their names. The man bites his own wrist and smears some of the blood onto his fingers. He then pulls up Dolph's shirt and runs his blood over Dolph's gash on his side. Dean's eyes go wide as the gash heals it's self. The man then looks up as the ambulances come. He takes one last look at Dean, "He'll be ok." Then the man is gone.
A/n I lied one more.
