Somebody That I Used To Know

Chapter 10 -Post Money In The Bank-

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Dean should have known that the Authority was going to pull a stunt like they had. He had barely grazed the Money In The Bank briefcase with his fingertips when Kane's music hit. He scrambled for the case as the big red monster ran towards the ring. He knew he was screwed as soon as Kane touched his ankle. Fighting back was his instinct. That's exactly what he did. He kicked and kicked repeatedly at the masked man but it was to no avail. Kane managed to pulled him off the ladder and choke slam him. He was dazed as he laid on the canvas unmoving. But Kane still had to finish it. He had a job to do. Kane sat Dean up in the tombstone piledriver and initated the finishing move on the Lunatic. It was the last thing Dean remembered before he blacked out sprawled in the ring.

Seth watched from ringside as this happened. Hunter had promised him that nothing would happen to Dean. Kane yelled for him to come into the ring. Seth was hesitant. He looked to the unmoving figure of Dean as he slid back into the ring. Kane walked over to the ladder and adjusted the metal. He held onto it firmly and kept it into place. The Iowan started to climb the ladder and pulled himself to the top. He was so close. He reached up and unhooked the briefcase. The bell rang and he yelled out. He had won the match. "Here is your winner, Seth Rollins!"

The two-tone hugged the case to his chest as he made his way down the ladder. He was now Mr. Money In The Bank. His gaze once again fell onto Dean. He forced himself not to walk over to Dean and break character. The Authority would have his head if he did. Seth left the ring and held up the briefcase. A smile on his face as he went through the curtain.

Dean Ambrose sat backstage after the ladder match. He took deep breaths to keep himself from going and beating Kane's face in. Just like he said he would, Seth had won Money In The Bank but only thanks to Kane. Dean would have won the match if it weren't for the interference from the DOO. Hunter did have everything riding on Seth. He had to make sure that Seth won the match. No matter what. Dean couldn't really be pissed about that match though. He could have seen it coming. He just didn't.

Seth came flooding back to his mind. Like he had been since the party. Something pulled in Dean that night. He had looked into Seth's eyes and saw the familiar soft, caring brown eyes that had made Dean weak kneed every time he looked into them. He pushed himself up and walked to the stairwell that lead to the roof. He opened up the door, sighing and taking in a deep breath as the Massachuettes air hit his skin. He walked over to the edge, but stayed back far enough that if something were to happen he wouldn't fall off the top of the building.

He reached into his pocket and grabbed out a pack of cigarettes and his lighter. He never smoked in front Silas. For that matter, he didn't in front of Seth and Roman either. He placed on of the cancer sticks to his lips and lit it. He took a long drag, inhaling before releasing it. The cigarette was plucked from his lips and he whined in protest. He looked to the person who had taken it and glared. Seth broke the stick and dropped it to the ground. He crushed it under his foot for good measure. "What the hell was that for?!" Dean hissed.

"Six minutes." Seth stated, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Dean rolled his eyes. Not this again. Seth said this every time he had ever caught Dean smoking. The Lunatic never actually knew what he meant by it. Dean shifted on his feet, not even noticing that he was getting closer to the edge. The dirty blonde ran a hand over his shoulder and collarbone as pain twinged in the nerves and muscles. "Your shoulder okay?" Seth asked, moving to touch the injuried ligament. Dean involuntarily flinched. Seth froze his movements, looking at the older man. Dean was looking at the ground. The Iowan reached forward and placed his hand gently against the newly wrapped shoulder. His touches were gentle. He barely grazed the skin and he could feel the goosebumps coming up onto the Ohioan's skin. Dean's breath was caught in his throat. He moved to get away from Seth's hand. All of the air left him and he body started to fall backwards. "Dean!"

Seth reached forward, barely grabbing ahold of the grey wife beater that Dean was wearing as the older man started to fall. Seth used all of his strength to wrap his arm around Dean's waist and bring him back over from the edge. The two collapsed to the ground, Dean fell to his back and Seth was over him. The two-tone braced himself on his elbows, looking down at the older man. Both were breathing heavily. He wasn't sure if it was from fear or amazment. Dean could feel the tingle from Seth's breathing against his lips. It was a gentle move as Seth moved some over Dean's curls out of his eyes. Seth leaned down and connected their lips. Dean didn't fight back. His eyes slipped closed as he gave in and kissed back. Their lips danced together, sending flames down both of their spines. Seth broke the kiss and their eyes fluttered open. Both going wided eyed as they realized what just took place. "I'm sorry.." Seth whispered, pushing himself up and walking away. Dean leaned up and turned to look at Seth's retreating figure. His fingers came up to his lips as he felt the sensation from where Seth's lips had just inhabited.

Dean slowly got up, making his way back inside. He wasn't exactly sure of what had just happened. The look in Seth's eyes made him just want to be wrapped up in the other man's embrace. But at the same time he still wanted to beat the Iowan's face in. Dean pulled at his curls. His emotions were fucking with him. Even when he hated him, he still loved him. And there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.

He smiled as Silas came into view. He was sitting in the hall with Dolph on the other side. Dolph was showing Silas sign language and the child stared at him in awe. The smile on his face grew bigger as he watched as Silas tried to copy the signs. Dolph laughed softly as he reached over and fixed the mistakes. "Like this?"

"Exactly like that." Dolph replied. The bleach blonde looked over to where Dean was standing. "How's the shoulder?" He asked, looking back to the signs that Silas was making.

"It's alright. How's the ankle?" Dean remembered Swagger putting Dolph in the patriot lock then Seth attacking said ankle with a steel chair.

"It's alright." The two grown men laughed as Dean went and sat down by the four year old. "What happened up there?" Dean looked over to the Show Off. He shrugged his shoulders.

"The usual." Dolph nodded, not sure if he wanted to believe what Dean was saying or not. "Hey, buddy, what do you say about you and I going to go get ice cream before we head back to the hotel?" Silas' face broke up into a Cheshire grin. He nodded frantically, bringing another chuckle from the wrestlers. Both were seemingly unaware of the camera pointed on them. Silas weasled his way onto Dean's lap and took the man's hands into his own and started to make a sign with his fingers.

"Uncle Dolph says this is how you say Silas." Dean just watched on as the child showed him how to spell out his (Silas) name in sign language. "And this is how you spell Dean." Silas quickly signed 'Dean' before looking up and giving his father a toothy grin.

"That's amazing Silas!" He paused, moving some of Silas' chocolate curls.

"Maybe he should have a double scooped ice cream." Dolph interjected. Silas cheered and hopped from his place and looked at Dean with pleading eyes.

"Please! Please! Please!" Silas begged, giving Dean his best puppy dog eyes. Dean mentally reminding himself to smack Dolph upside the head for this one later.

"Fine but if you're up all night and complain that your tired tomorrow, it's not my fault." Dean retorted, Silas cheering. He ran over and wrapped his arms around Dolph's neck. "I swear you two are always out to get me when I leave you guys alone." Dolph smirked and waved it off. Dean fished his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time.

Dolph looked at Dean's figure. Dean was slumped lazily against the wall, relaxed for the first time since the whole thing with Seth had started. "Daddy, can Uncle Dolph come?" Dean nodded, sliding the iPhone back into his pocket.

"Is Dolph wants to."

Silas turned and looked to the bleach blonde. He didn't even have to say anything before Dolph already nodded. He really didn't have anything else to do. "Sure, why not. Anything for Prince Silas." Dolph replied, pushing the floor with his hands and lifting himself up. He held out his hand and helped Dean off of the ground. "I'm going to go get dressed." Pausing to motion down at his ring gear that he was still in from the ladder match. "Can't really go into an ice cream parlor dressed like this." The two laughed and Dolph walked away.

Once Dolph was dressed, the three left for the nearest Ice Cream Parlor. Niether Dean or Dolph ordered ice cream but Dean ordered a Dr. Pepper while Dolph got a vinalla Coca-Cola. Silas ordered a double scoop of Strawberry Marble ice cream. Dolph once again found himself looking at Dean. He wasn't sure if Dean noticed that he was doing it. He did however noticed that Dean was rubbing at his stomach, cringing. "Dean?" Dean looked over to him, still rubbing his abodmen. "You okay?"

Dean stopped what he was doing after he realized that he was doing it. "Yeah, I'm fine." Dolph didn't believe a word leaving Dean's mouth. He had never seen Dean act like this. If his stomach was bothering him, he wouldn't cover it up and say he was fine. He would throw out a snarky comment before allowing someone to do anything about it. Dolph made a mental note to talk to AJ about it Monday night. The rest of the trip was smooth after that. Silas managed to talk them into going to a park near by. They were there for only thirty minutes before Dean called it a night. Dolph drove them back to the hotel since Dean had rode to the arena with Roman.

Dolph walked the two to their hotel room, walking to his room that was adjacent to Dean's. Dean had a sleeping Silas settled on his hip. Silas had tired himself out at the park from the sugar high he got from the ice cream. The child was asleep before they even got back to the hotel. He bidded the pair goodnight and waited for Dean to close the door behind him before going into his own room.

Author's Note- there were parts that were basically fillers but certain parts that were critical. I just hoped that this doesn't suck as bad as I think it does. Well anyway hope you like it!