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"Bray," said Tayla as she lay in the bed. Her voice was still filled with weakness and her color had not come back overnight. "Please let me go home," she begged.
"I can't," he said, "I'm sorry. The person I'm working for would kill me. I can't do that. I'm sorry. I wish I could."
"Fuck the person you're working for. I know you have a heart. I have to go to the hospital. Something isn't right," she said as she winced in pain. "I think I might be going into labor."
"It's too soon for you to go into labor," he said. "You're not far enough. You're only 22 weeks."
"I know. That's why you have to let me go and get me to a hospital so that they can stop it. I can't lose this baby, Bray. Roman and I have worked too hard to have this baby. We want this baby more than anything. I can't lose it. Please," she begged.
"Tayla…" he said taking in a deep breath. "I can't," he said before getting up. His heart was hurting. He wanted to help her but he knew if he went against his boss that there would be trouble. He didn't want trouble but he didn't want Tayla to lose the baby either. He didn't want her to die either. He was torn. He walked downstairs to make her something to eat. That was the least he could do for her. He was regretting the decision of taking an innocent woman from her husband; a pregnant woman at that. Everyone had Bray wrong. They all thought of him as this creepy guy that didn't' make sense; he was that but at the same time it didn't mean he didn't have conscience. Deep down he had a heart and could feel hurt. Over the last couple months he had gotten to know Tayla. He had grown to care about her. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her.
"It's this way," said Dean leading Roman and Seth on their search for Bray Wyatt's house. They trampled through the woods. They followed behind him as they walked through a swamp.
"Are you sure?" asked Roman, "because I feel like we have passed this point at least 5 times," he said as the trudged through the muddy swamp.
"I'm sure," said Dean. "Trust me. I know what I'm doing."
"Roman is right," said Seth. "I think we have passed this same area 5 times," he said as they stepped out onto muddy grass. "I think we're going the wrong way."
Dean let out a laugh and said, "Would you trust me? I know what I'm doing," he said. "Keep following me," he said.
"How would you know where Bray Wyatt's farmhouse is anyway?" asked Roman.
"Because I know," he said. "Just keep following me."
"All right," said Roman.
They continued to follow Dean but they passed the same spot and walked through the same swamp at least two more times. It seemed as if Dean was leading them on a wild goose chase of some sort. "What is going on here?" asked Seth. "We keep going in circles. What are you doing?"
"I'm taking you to Tayla," he said.
"I think you're bullshitting us," said Roman as he tried to control his anger.
"I'm not doing anything of the sort," said Dean. "You have to trust me."
"I don't," said Seth. "We've walked pass this same spot at least 100 times. It's ridiculous! Let me take the lead."
"You don't know where you're going," said Dean.
"And apparently neither do you," said Seth.
"Enough!" yelled Roman. "My wife is in danger and we need to find her. I will find her myself," he said. "If you two want to stand here and fight go ahead but I'm going to find my wife."
"Better watch out for gators," said Dean as he watched Roman take the lead and start on his own way to get to Tayla.
"I think I'll be fine," said Roman with determination. He was ready to take on anything that got in his way of finding his wife. He had waited too long and nothing was going to stop him from getting to her. Seth ran up and caught up with Roman. "Where did Dean go?"
"I don't know. He said he is going to go his own way to get to Tayla," said Seth.
"You mean in circles?"
"Yeah," said Seth with a laugh. "Do you think we can trust him?"
"I don't know who I can trust anymore," he said, "but I don't know if I trust Dean or not. I mean if he knew where we were going why would he keep taking us in circles? It doesn't make sense to me."
"Me either. He has been so weird lately," said Seth.
"Yeah ever since Tayla disappeared," said Roman. "He's been so secretive and jumpy. I don't know."
"Now that I think about it that's when all the tension started with him when Tayla went missing. You don't think?" asked Seth.
"He better not," said Roman, "I'll kill him."
Bray took some oatmeal up to Tayla. "I made you some oatmeal," he said.
"I don't want it," she said weakly. "Please, Bray, I think I'm in labor. Take me to the hospital. Let me go. Please," she begged.
Bray laid the oatmeal down on the table next to her and started pacing. "Tayla, you know I can't. Please don't ask me to do what I can't do," he said.
"Bray, please," she said before screaming out in pain. "If I don't go to the hospital I am going to lose this baby right now. I know you have a heart and I know you're not going to let that happen. Remember my baby is your chosen one. You don't want me to lose it." She felt sick saying that but she did what she had to in order to get out of there.
Bray continued to pace back and forth. "She warned me about this. She warned me that when I fall victim to the sins of this world I would tear myself apart. I screwed up. She would be so upset with me," he started to rumble on while running his hands through his beard. "She told me not to fall victim to the evils of the world," he said before he let out a laugh and his eyes were shifting back and forth. He was looking deranged.
"Who Bray? Who is she?" asked Tayla.
"Sister Abigail," he said, "she told me that I should respect the woman in my life. She told me that they should be treated like queens. And look at me," he said, "I am holding a pregnant woman hostage. Look at me! I am a failure to her. She would be so disappointed in me," he said as he fell to his knees and started crying. Tayla didn't know how to react. She had never seen Bray act like this. She was speechless. She got up and walked over to him. She hugged him.
"You're not a failure," she said. "Sister Abigail wouldn't think of you as a failure." She had to comfort him in any hopes of getting out of there. "Bray," she said as he cried. "I think you taking me to the hospital would be what she would want you to do. It's not too late to redeem yourself," said Tayla.
"I can't do it anymore, Tayla," he said. "I can't do it anymore."
"I know," said Tayla.
"I'm taking you to the hospital," he said as he stood up and Tayla was filled with instant relief.
Bray gave Tayla a jacket to put on and they started walking down the stairs. Bray couldn't do it anymore. He needed to make sure Tayla and the baby were safe. He didn't care what the cost. Just as they made it to the bottom of the stairs they were greeted by Dean Ambrose. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.
"I can't do it anymore, Dean," said Bray. "I have to take her to the hospital before she has the baby."
"I thought I told you not to leave this house. You're not going to betray me," said Dean as he pulled out a gun. "Sit down!" he yelled.
"No," said Bray.
"SIT DOWN!" he yelled again as he pointed the gun at Bray.
"You'll have to shoot me first," said Bray. "Tayla needs to go to the hospital and she's going."
"Don't make me do it," said Dean. "Don't make me do it." Bray didn't budge and the gunshot rang out and Bray fell to the ground in front of Tayla.
Tayla let out a scream and fell down to Bray, "NO!" The blood came out of Bray's shoulder. Tayla placed her hands over it to apply pressure so he didn't bleed out. Bray was her only chance of getting out of that house. If he died there was no way out. She had lost all hope. "Dean," she said, "it was you that did this?"
"Yeah," he said with a smirk, "pretty good act huh? All this time your husband thought I was his best friend."
"Why?"
"That's not important," he said as he shook his head. "Let him go."
"No," she said.
"I have no problem shooting you either," he said, "let him go."
"I'm sorry," she said to Bray with tears in her eyes.
"It's okay," he said as he held his shoulder.
Tayla stood up and Dean said, "good." He pointed the gun at her "now go sit down in that chair over there." Tayla followed his instructions and walked over to the chair. She took a seat. "Great," he said as he pulled out rope.
He began tying her to the chair. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I want to," he answered. "I want to do this."
"You don't have to," she said pleading with him as he tied the rope around her wrists. The rope burned her flesh as he tied it tighter. She screamed out in pain.
"Shut up," he said, "or I will shoot you. Your husband is on his way. I only have a few minutes."
"What are you going to do?"
"I don't know yet," he said, "because it wasn't supposed to happen like this but obviously I had to take it all in my hands." He tied her feet. "Your husband is so dumb. All this time the person he was looking for was right beside him the whole time. He trusted me," he said with a laugh. "He trusted me. I made him look like a fool," he laughed again before the door busted open from Roman kicking it in. "Oh, Roman and Seth so glad you could join us."
*A/N: so what did you think? Please review and thank-you for reading.