I woke up with a migraine. I moaned while I was stretching. I looked at my surroundings and realized that I was in a hospital. I saw Randy looking depressed, a group of nurses talking to some police officers and saw the clock that it was 9:00 P.M.I called out Randy which got the attention of everyone in the room. He rushed over to me looking relived. I mean it was just a punch, gosh. It's not like I was shot. Better yet, it wasn't like I was attacked and almost kidnapped again by the man who once raped and brutalized me. Anyway... The cops who looked kind of familiar told me that I had to tell them everything that happened so they could get some news on the country's former serial rapist. I can only feel sorry for the next little girl who was going to be traumatized.

The badges read Officer Amore and Officer Cassady. Damn Cassady was TALL. I told them that Seth seemed like he was going to take me somewhere, until he seemed fixated on who told the cops on him. Then he punched me out when I attempted to call the police. That was all. I hope I didn't influence him to go hurt someone innocent.

I finally said it when everyone left the room besides my long-time boyfriend. "Randy I'm scared". He and I both knew that that was a hard thing to say if you are me. He looked depressed. Like all of this was his fault. "I'm sorry that he hurt you again, but I'm going to take care of it." "How? You gonna track him down and shoot him to death?"

"Listen, I talked to the police and we have full security. Since he knows how to get into the house, we are going to hide out in my old house in , Missouri. The police are going to be by our sides almost the whole time. And you are going to have a special watch to press just in case he sneaks..."""Woah, woah, woah. Hold on. I said I was scared, not helpless. I understand if they follow us on the road, but they are going to surround the house? At all times? Add on that I have a special signal if he comes in. Listen I know you care a lot for me Randy, but I could deal with him. Plus you are going to be there so you could take him on too." I cut him off. I mean like I wasn't a baby, I needed my space and I knew how to take care of myself. "Alright I'll talk to them. Jeez, calm down." He gave me a light-hearted chuckle to make me feel better. I guess I laughed back. Then I got this weird feeling that something was going on. It was this feeling that made me nervous and mad. It was going to be horrendous.

Dean's POV:

Damn. I was still shocked over the news. How could he have gotten out? Oh well. He will be put back to jail again. After that whole kidnapping and raping girls phase that I grew out of, I settled down. I got a house in Las Vegas,Nevada, had a job as a manager for those arenas you suggest which show should get for what night. That paid pretty well, I guess. I even had a normal girlfriend, Renee Young. We were happy. So far the only people who knew that I saved the country's little girls with one phone call away, were me, DJ, and Renee.

I came out of my thoughts when there was a knock on my door. Who could that have been? I don't give my friends my address, I didn't order a package, and I didn't order food. I pulled back the door to find America's Most Hated Man on my door step. How wonderful. "Hey Deano!" He said with a happy expression. It was like to him we haven't seen each other in a few weeks and we were the best of friends. Wrong. I'm pretty sure not seeing someone for ten years in jail doesn't mean you guys CAN be friends again,plus even if one of them sent you there.

He welcomed himself him. Well I know he hasn't changed. I went along with it and gave him a hug. Something black sticking out of his back pocket caught my eye. Must've been his phone."Hey Seth before we catch up, I got to go use the bathroom." He said alright. I went upstairs to take a quick leak. I came back down, he didn't move an inch since I left.

"So Dean, as you can tell, I'm out of jail." He said with a devious smirk. "I wanted to get my revenge on DJ, you think you can help me". I played it cool. I shrugged and said "nah, I got a life here in Vegas, I don't wanna go back to ruining little girls' lives." We both laughed at that, me a little nervously. "So to address the situation on my mind, why didn't you come visit me in jail?"

"Listen Seth, to be honest with you, I didn't want to visit you in prison. I didn't want to communicate with you and I don't want you in my life anymore." Seth was actually taken back by my statement. "Oh wow. Oh ok. Well umm... So I guess you would say no if I asked you to come join me plot my revenge on DJ."

"Wait, why are you coming back for DJ? I think she had been through a lot by you already, don't you think?" Why in the world did he want to do more damage to a recovering DJ. Oh right, because he is a sick bastard that ruins people's lives for his own pleasure. The true definition of Seth Rollins everybody. "I'm coming back for her because she sent me to jail. When I was out one day, she called the police and told them all about it." Confusion took over my face. "Are you fucking serious right now Seth? How? That's the dumbest excuse I've heard. You just want to hurt her again."

"So how do you think I got sent to jail then." I was speechless. I knew I should probably tell him the truth after all these years, but I mean like his was a dangerous guy and I didn't want to die or anything. "I'm not sure. Hey, you want something to drink?" "Umm yea sure, how about a beer." Thankfully Seth went along with my changing of the subject.

When I turned to go to the kitchen, I heard a pistol loading. "You know Deano, a few years ago I wouldn't ever think about doing this. But you left me no choice."I turned around to over a dozen gun shots ringing out and hitting my chest. There was about 17 shots. How ironic?