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Dean cursed because this commotion was not good.

Danielle dropped to the ground and Lana was on Seth, kicking him violently to keep him on the ground.

Chapter 10

Dean used this to come closer, grab Danielle and pull her behind a cover.

"Hey, stay with me." Dean told her and pressed his hand to her chest. Rusev's uncontrolled shot had hit her in the chest, and she wore no vest.

That's why he fucking told everyone to wear a fucking vest.

"Damn it." He said angry and put more pressure on the wound.

"Dean, it hurts." Danielle said, her voice was weak and scared.

"Yes, bullets hurt. Listen we never had that talk you know? About your brother. About his death." He wanted to make her angry so she would stay conscious.

"He was drunk all the time back then. I knew that. But I blamed you. Was easier. Was easier because he went out with you because I had Roman over. Wanted to be alone. Kicked him out."

"Shhh, it was my fault still, I should have noticed he wasn't playing."

"You were drunk as well. I reviewed the case over and over. Not your fault, but I blamed you."

Dani had tears in her eyes now. "I want Joe, please. I want Joe."

Dean rolled his eyes, not because he was annoyed but fuck, Dani was dying in his arms and he was pissed. He couldn't help his brothers. He had to keep the pressure on the wound.

"Roman! Dani got hit, badly!" he called out.

Roman was into a fist fight with Rusev when he heard Dean's call. He used his momentum, jumped and hit the massive man with some kind of superman punch knocking him out.

One look at Seth told him, that the ninja was holding himself against Lana.

He ran to where Dean's voice had sounded from and found his friend and the mother of his son on the ground. Dean had his hand on her chest but the fabric around Dean's hand was red with her blood.

"I am here Danielle. I am here. Hold on a little longer." He pulled out his phone, calling in the emergency.

Then he held her hand. "You will be fine. The ambulance is on the way. Just a little longer Dani. We have you. Dean is doing his best there."

"I know. I apologized to him. Sorry Joe. I shouldn't have made it so hard on you to love me and your son. Shouldn't have make you choose between him," she eyes Dean, "and myself. Sorry." "Shh baby girl, it's alright. I have a great relationship to my son. Don't worry. And he loves you. You were the best mother a boy could wish for while he grew up and I was away all the time. The fucking best."

Dean felt a little awkward but he couldn't move, couldn't let go of the wound even just for a second. And he pressed so fiercely that his arms got tired, his muscles began to shake but he bit his lip. He wouldn't let go. He wouldn't let another Bishop kid die tonight.

Seth had fought himself back up to his feet. But Lana was good. Really good. And his sight was blurry and Rusev had weakened him a good bit. He felt Lana tiring a bit and thought that his chance would come any time now. He had the stamina from his endless crossfit sessions. But Lana felt herself tire as well and she saw her beloved on the ground. That made her grab for her gun and point it at Seth. This had to end.

A shot was fired and Seth eyes widened.

Lana was surprised as well and looked at the two toned ninja before she fell to her knees.

A nice hole was in her chest and she looked down at it before falling to her side. She was dead.

Seth looked back up at Claire. She held the gun steady in her hand still pointing it on the place where Lana just stood. Her eyes focused on Seth now. It was maybe wrong to think this, but he couldn't be prouder right now. He had taught her to handle a gun all those years ago. She was a good shot. He just wished he could see more than her silhouette because of his blurry vision.

That and because his focus was solely on Claire stopped him from noticing that Rusev was back on his feet. He grabbed Claire from behind and punched the gun out of her hand, holding her head with his massive arms in a lock that could snap her neck with just one move.

"Ahh Seth, and here we are at the point where I snap her neck."

Seth pulled out a gun and aimed it at the tank who was a good two heads taller than Claire.

"Do you really want to shoot your own girl? You can hardly look straight." Rusev laughed.

Seth still pointed the gun.

"Shoot him Seth. Shoot him. You will not hit me. Never will you hit me." Claire shouted and looked at the man she loved.

Seth looked at her. "I will hit you." He said and slowly lowered his gun, firing a shot.

He hit Claire in the leg and Rusev was so surprised that he let go of Claire's neck. Seth used that and fired a second shot just as Claire broke down. Clear into the chest of the rogue SEAL.

The massive man fell like a tree and was instantly dead.

Seth crawled over to Claire who swore like a sailor.

"You bastard." She complained. As Seth reached her and pulled out his belt to tie it around her leg to stop the blood flow.

"It is though and through." She told him when he tried to focus. "You lost your contacts. I told you you should get your eyes fixed with a surgery. But do you listen?" Seth just laughed and pulled her close. "I love you Claire." He said and the next thing was. "Oh my God, I shot you!"

"What happened?" Dani asked and Roman risked a glance. "Claire shot Lana, Seth shot Claire…in the leg and then he shot Rusev as the line of fire was clear. They are fine. Claire is bitching at him. She will survive."

Roman could hear the ambulance in the distance and shared a look with Dean.

Danielle was pale and shaking violently.

"I will take it from here." Roman said and moved his hands over Deans. The man with the short unruly hair and the wild blue eyes nodded, pulled his hand away and let Roman take over.

"Dani, for what it's worth. I like you, and I liked your brother. You were both great friends. And I will tell your son every day how great his uncle was and what a feisty fighter his mother…is."

He squeezed her hand and walked out on them, brushing his hand over his eyes, leaving a blood strain there.

He walked out on the battlefield, checking on Lana. Dead. Next he walked to Rusev. Dead.

And then he got down beside Seth and Claire.

"Hey, nice shot. I taught you that, right?"

"No man, I taught her that!" Seth complained. He looked at Dean with unfocused eyes.

"Look elsewhere. You freak me out when you squint." Dean told him and checked on Claire's leg which looked fine all things considered.

As the sirens of the police and ambulance became louder Danielle became quieter.

"Joe, I want you to promise me, that you will be a good father to our son. I know you are but he needs a man in his life to look up to. Promise me you will love him and guide him and turn him into an honorable young man."

"Dani, I promise you that, but you will be there for him as well." Roman's voice was hoarse from unshed tears.

"We both know…" She coughed up blood. "We both know that I won't be there. Be there for our son, and tell your friends I love them all. Especially Dean. Tell him I am so happy for him that he found love. And continue your fight against injustice Joe, because this world is a better place because of people like you. I will always believe in the Shield."

Danielle closed her eyes and her breathing became shallow. "No, baby come on. The ambulance is almost here. You have to fight. You have to watch our son grow into a man, become a proud husband and father. Please Dani, fight. Come on."

He felt her body go limp and he put her on the ground and checked her vitals.

"AMBROSE!" he called out in vain to his brother.

Dean rushed to his side.

"You have to do CPR. I have to keep my hand on the wound. We just have to keep her with us a little longer. DO IT NOW!" he screamed at Dean and Dean started with a cardiac massage and the occasional mouth to mouth.

Police arrived and entered the building with drawn guns.

"Hands up in the air!" they shouted at Roman and Dean but both men gave a damn.

"Kinda busy right now." Dean growled. "Send the paramedics here. NOW!" Roman barked.

Seconds later two paramedics showed up.

"Shot in the chest. She lost a lot of blood and lost consciousness like 2 minutes ago." Dean explained and one paramedic took over his place the other went to tend to the wound.

"You have to safe her." Roman said and stepped away to give them room. Dean put a bloody hand on his shoulder. "They do what they can big man." He tried to calm him down.

"Hands over your head!" the police again, now that Danielle was treated by the paramedics the police figured out that Dean and Roman could very well lift their hands.

"We are the good guys. Ask your Chief." Dean said and tried his hardest to raise his hands and keep an eye on Roman at the same time who didn't move a muscle but stared just at Danielle and the paramedics.

"We are from Shield Inc.. We have a license for all the weapons you see and the ones you don't see. Listen, my friend Roman here, that's the mother of his kid down there fighting for her life. He can…." Dean wanted to say explode but that was maybe not the right choice of words…"he is pretty tense right now. I can calm him down but if you keep pointing those guns at us this could get ugly. So, please…put your guns down, let me take care of my friend. We will go nowhere."

"It's okay officers. Lower your weapons."

Dean was never in his whole life happier to see the Chief. Her lowered his hands and grabbed Roman's arm.

"Where is Seth?" "Around the corner. He is half blind but alright." Dean said and the Chief left in search of his son.

Seth held Claire close to him when the police stormed the building. He raised his hands and could hear his brothers argue with the police as well.

"No threat. Shield Inc. Seth Rollins. Bad guys are all dead." He explained but the police officers didn't lower their guns.

"I got this." The Chief. Finally.

Reluctantly the officers lowered their service weapons and the Chief crouched down beside Claire and his son.

By now Seth was in severe pain. He was badly beaten but when his father came eye to eye with him he pushed himself up straight.

"Are you two alright?" the Chief asked and both Claire and Seth nodded. "Good. Because Seth, I told you that if you get in the middle of this, you have to face the consequences. Look at this mess. Three dead bodies. One ADA fighting for her life. Your girlfriend wounded. You…" the Chief checked Seth eyes. "Half blind like the Lunatic said. I'll be damned." He chuckled.

"Yeah, it's funny. Thank God I only see you blurry." Seth mumbled.

"We will get you to a hospital. The first ambulance is for Danielle. You two get the next one. And this time Seth, I am gonna need your statement, understood? From all of you. And I hope it corresponds because I will keep you apart until I get what I want."

"Do whatever you need to do." Seth told his father tiredly and grabbed Claire's hand, rested his head on her shoulder.

"As long as you don't try to break us apart. Because I will never ever leave this woman again. I will marry her, and we will have beautiful auburn haired, cross eyed children." Seth stated and Claire gasped.

"Oh sorry, that was a crappy proposal."

"I was gasping about the cross eyed children. You got hurt in an accident, it's not genetic. Plus, it was a great proposal but a crappy, crappy timing when one of our friends fights for her life."

"True. Sorry. Got a little carried away. You are right. Shit." Seth hugged Claire. Deep inside he was so selfish right now because he was so glad that Claire was alive. But he would never voice this thought to anyone.

"Would you say yes if I asked you again at a more appropriate time?" Seth whispered and Claire answered: "You will have to find out."

Roman and Dean watched the paramedics work. They had started CPR, they had pushed epy into her, but her heart just wouldn't start beating.

"You have to do something!" Roman growled and Dean tightened his grab on Roman's shoulder.

"Big guy, Joe. Joe, look at me!" Dean urged his friend and Roman looked at him.

"We all did what we could. She lost a lot of blood, her lunge probably collapsed. Maybe some arteries got hit or her heart. We did what we could, but her injuries were too severe. Let her go. Right now they only pump blood through a lifeless body. Joe, believe me, if there was a chance I would urge them to keep going. But she is gone. Danielle is gone."

"I want them to keep trying." Roman said stubbornly.

"I know. But she is beyond saving. Please brother."

When Roman let his head hang in defeat Dean nodded towards the paramedics who shot them questioning glances. Yes, they could stop this.

"Come here man." Dean pulled Roman into a fierce hug. He knew that without Lilly and his therapy, this wouldn't be possible, he couldn't stand the touch. But now he felt the big Samoan sag against him and he let him down gently on the ground, hugging him still.

"I've got you." Dean said over and over again while the paramedics loaded Danielle's lifeless body onto a stretcher to get her to a hospital for confirmation of death.

"Roman, come on. Let's go to Seth, see that he get's to the hospital with Claire. That bastard shot her. Come on." Dean helped Roman up and they reached Seth as he was loaded onto a stretcher alongside Claire.

Seth took one look at his brother and bit his lip.

"Shit Joe, I am sorry. So sorry. Come here." Seth held out his fist and Dean joined him looking at Roman.

"We are brothers man. We stand united. You are not alone. Come on."

Roman put his fist beside the fists of his brothers.

"Thanks." He told them and walked out of the warehouse. Dean wanted to follow him but Claire held him back with tears in her eyes.

"Let him go. He needs a moment. He knows we go to the hospital. He will show up there. Dean, come on."

Dean followed the couple to the ambulance and rode with them to the hospital.

For once he was the one who got hurt the least. What a nice change.

But he had blood on his hands. Danielle's blood. He never thought he would be so sad about her passing. Not that he cared, but he cared about the people she left behind. Her son, and the father of her son. Call him blind, but he didn't know that Roman and Danielle still had such a deep bond.

In the hospital Claire and Seth got treated and Dean used the time to go to a restroom.

He leaned his bloody hands on the sink and looked into the mirror.

His face was bloody and dirty as well. His hair was plastered to his forehead and his blue eyes were dark and stormy.

He washed his hands first, countless times he soaped them, scratched them clean, rinsed them and did it all over again. He also rubbed his face almost raw and shrugged out of his tactical vest and shirt underneath to clean his upper body.

Once he felt remotely clean he fished his phone out of his pants, sagged down against the tiled wall, pulled his knees to his chest and dialed Lilly's number by heart.

She answered after only two rings.

"Dani is dead. Everyone else is halfway ok." he said hoarsely and that was all he managed to say. He became quiet and rubbed his eyes but he couldn't stop the tears.

Lilly listened to him cry and didn't say anything, just occasionally she said that she is there.

After a good ten minutes Dean calmed down enough to talk again.

"I have to check on the others. Find Roman. Don't tell Josh. I am sure the big guy wants to tell him himself. Find a flight that leaves in the morning for both of you. Come back here Lilly because I need you."

Lilly inhaled sharply. Out of all things Dean could have told her, him telling her that he needed her there showed how much progress he made in just the short few weeks she was with him. Dean always was a loner and someone who dealt with problems by himself. That he admitted that he needed another human being told her everything she needed to know.

"I will be there. Call me if you need me. I love you Jon."

He hung up and once again washed his face, this time to clean it from his tears. Once he looked presentable again he left the restroom and searched for Seth and Claire.

Claire was in a bed, one leg bandaged but she looked fine otherwise.

"Hey Claire, how are you holding up?" "Okay, all things considered. I hold on to the anger that your idiot brother shot me."

Dean chuckled. "Half blind at that. You are lucky."

"I am lucky to have you. All of you. I...I can start processing things now I guess. But right now everything seems so surreal."

"That's the adrenaline pumping through your veins. Once it ebbs it will come crashing down on you. But remember that we are there for you. I will go search for Seth now. Rest Claire. You did well today. Thank you for saving my brother."

"We saved each other." she told him and leaned back against the pillow to rest.

Dean's next stop was Seth room. He looked bad, but most of it were bruises. Someone had brought him his glasses.

"Hey Dean. How is Claire?"

"Good so far considering she got shot." Seth lowered his head. "I know it was risky. But I knew where she stood, she talked to me for that reason. I had it under control."

Dean nodded and walked up to Seth. "You got your glasses. Good. Give them to me for a second I will clean them for you."

Seth didn't even question his brother and took his glasses off and pressed them into Dean's hand. The wildcard did something unexpected and put them down on the nightstand and in the next second Seth had Dean's straight right hand connecting with his chin.

"What the..." he cursed holding his mouth and he wanted to argue some more but a deep voice stopped them.

"Enough."

It was Roman. Dean spun around and looked at his brother.

He looked miserable.

"He deserved it." Dean said while he put his hands in his pockets and shrugged.

Roman walked in, picked up Seth glasses and gave them back to him.

"I would do the same but I am not in the mood." he explained.

"I will arrange for Lilly and Josh to come home. I want to tell my boy in person that his mother is...gone."

He swallowed.

"Lilly takes care of a flight already. They will be here in the morning. I will let you know when they land."

Roman nodded and looked at a spot on the wall with dead eyes.

"Why don't we get Seth to Claire and leave this place Joe? Get a drink and then pick up our family in the morning?"

Roman didn't react and Dean helped Seth out of the bed and down the hall to Claire's room.

Seth walked over in his very sexy hospital gown and slipped into bed beside her.

"Take care of Roman. We will be fine." Seth told Dean and Claire nodded as well.