Chapter Four: Moral Support

A/N: I couldn't stop thinking about the Rumble when I wrote this. I can't believe Triple H! And Dean and Roman were SO CLOSE. Roman vs. The World, Dean in a fight to the death, and Seth can't even compete! Anyway, this is how Seth's turning heel against the Authority should be in, my opinion. It'll probably change by the time he's medically cleared and actually does it, but I'll just go with this.

Seth had called Vince later that night. He told his boss he'd been medically cleared to compete and that he'd make an announcement, (well, a few, anyway) at the start of the show. After hearing that, Vince would accompany Stephanie to the ring to welcome him back. After hanging up, he put his head in his hands. He planned on publicly cutting his ties with the Authority to be with his brothers. He hadn't told them yet, and he didn't plan on telling them either. So now what would he do? As his eyes began to well with tears, he felt strong arms wrap around him from behind. Seth leaned into Roman's touch and sighed.

"What do I do? Vince wants to welcome his Golden Boy back into the Authority with open arms. I'm about to have the world's biggest target on my back. What I have to say is gonna piss a whole lot of people off. The only real good thing I have to look forward to is being back in my hometown with a few less boos from the fans. I just-" Seth was slowly falling to pieces in the Samoan's arms.

"Shh," he whispered, stroking Seth's blonde patch, "It'll be okay. No matter what you have to do tonight, we'll be there for you. As brothers. As a family. Just do what you need to, we won't hate you." Seth sniffled, turned, and buried his face in Roman's wavy black locks.

"*sniff* Thanks, Rome. I love you guys, you know that right? More than anything. More than a title, my paychecks, my-"

"Even more than Kevin?" Roman asked, referring to Seth's Yorkshire Terrier.

"*chuckles* Yes, more than Kevin." Roman kisses the top of Seth's head, then his left cheek.

"Show the world that Seth Rollins is back and better than ever. I'm gonna go find my crazy cousins," he said and left. Seth was so glad Stephanie got him a private locker room. This would probably be the last night he'd be able to enjoy this kind of luxury. After the door closed, the two-toned man turned to find Dean smiling sweetly at him with headphones around his neck singing "Centuries" by Fall Out Boy (who I don't own, just FYI).

"Some legends are told, some turn to dust or to gold.

But you will remember me! Remember me for centuries!

And just one mistake, is all it will take.

We'll go down in history! Remember me for centuries!

Yeah, oh! Yeah! Yeah, oh! Remember me for centuries!"

Dean was right, it did take one mistake to make history. Him joining the Authority was a mistake. He made history by becoming WWE World Heavyweight Champion. And by going down as the biggest ass kicking prick in the company. There were a few times he questioned his allegiance. Each time he told himself he was doing the right thing, that they would all understand one day. Then he asked himself the same question that plagued his thoughts, "Was it all worth it, for this?". And he'd said no, and he decided. He'd be making history tonight, but he'd make it right this time.

"You and Roman finally back on good terms?" he asked, startling Seth out of his thoughts. Seth nodded, walking over to Dean with a hopeless expression on his face. "Are you ready to go back out there?" His voice was laced with worry, already sensing something was wrong. Seth buried his face in the crook of Dean's neck with his arms around them.

"What I'm about to say, what I'm about to do, is crazy and suicidal. My life's about to become even worse than the living Hell it's been for the past 2 years. I don't know if I can do this…" he cried. Dean pulled away before quickly dragging Seth into a tender love-filled kiss. Those usually managed to calm both of them down.

"Then I'll be right there living through Hell with ya. I won't lose you again, and you definitely won't lose me," he reassured him after the kiss. "And since we've got a little over an hour, we could both use some TLC before the show…" he whispered, sending chills down Seth's spine. They could chalk that hour up to 60 minutes of love making all over the locker room.