A/N: So so SOOOOOOO Sorry that this is late updating, didn't realize that it hadn't been updated for almost a month! AHHH! Now, hopefully you haven't lost total interest in this story as I will try to update more often. This story still has some chapters life left, so hang in there! Leave a review and let me know what you think! :)
"Shawn is your UNCLE? Are you fucking serious with this shit?" Dean yelled as he looked at Roman, who has not moved. "Can you believe this Roman, Shawn is Emma's niece, I'll be a son of a fucking bitch!" Dean started laughing in a manical way that sent shivers down Emma's back. This was not looking good for her at all.
"Please Dean-"
"I fucking said that it's MR. AMBROSE to you now you fucking blond headed whore!" Dean couldn't control his temper much longer, but he felt Roman's hand on his shoulder.
"Easy there big man, let me do the talking for a while, okay?" Dean looked at Roman with those rageful, but yet loving eyes. Just a simple touch manages to calm him down some and Roman knew it. He nods as he pulls a chair in front of him, flips it and sits down, leaning forward against the back, facing Emma and Roman.
He closely watches Roman go up to Emma, who was flinching at his every move. He grabs a chair himself and sits down and leans back, placing his hands behind his head with one leg crossed over his knee.
"I want to know why you chose to help them, knowing the hell we went through. And why you would side with a man who wanted to take out two people you claimed to love as brothers. After everything we did for you, why betray us like that?" Roman's voice was montoned as can be. Not a slight hint of breaking down, even though, he was inside. He loved Emma like a little sister who would have died to protect her. She meant that much to him and Dean. So to do something like this hurt him deeply, but he managed to hide that knowing that it could give Emma some lead way, and that is not what he wanted to do.
"I...I don't know Roman-"
"Not Roman, you don't the right to call me Roman anymore, it's Mr. Reigns to you..." he sneered angrily.
"So...sorry Mr. Reigns," Emma responded quietly. "I..I really don't know. I guess I felt obligated to help because he was my uncle. They didn't make you two out to be saints at all. They had me somewhat convinced that you two were responsible for the accident, not them. And I went on their word thinking they were telling me the truth. Secretly, I hated you two at first. They knew that I would be the one you would save from the 'drugs and prostution' so to speak.."
Roman holds up his hand as he looks over at Dean, who hasn't moved yet. He then looks back at Emma, "So hold on a minute, you mean to tell me that your so called past was actually made up?" Roman couldn't believe what he was hearing at this point, and it added to the fuel of the fire so to speak.
Emma nods as she started speaking again. "Yeah, those pics you have, they were hired by Shawn and Paul to make it look like I was suffering a bad life. They took a chance that you two would be the ones helping me get my life back together. I literally had to keep myself around you two so that the plan would start to be put in place. They knew you had a thing for helping women who were in trouble, so they had me take the chance that you two would help me out. And you two did."
Roman stood there, wide eyed as the confession Emma just told them. All that time making sure that she was safe and out of harm's way, to give her a life that they thought she deserved, all was just a set up to gain their trust in her. What a fucking fool he was, and looking over at Dean, he saw hatred, pure hatred in Dean's eyes, one he had NEVER seen in the 10 years he's known him. And for once, even he was a little, shall we say, intimadated. But he didn't let that show, instead, he turned back around and looked straight dead in her eyes.
"I am only gonna ask this one time, and it better be the fucking truth..."
Emma, too scared to speak, looked at Roman with sad and fear in her eyes. She had no clue as to what Dean and Roman had in store for her. For once, she really wished she would have turned down Shawn's offer to help get rid of two men that she had honestly grown to love as her own brothers. To know that she could have had them two killed, is weighing heavily on her mind. She truly felt bad for what she put them through, but she knows that no matter what, their friendship will never be the same, if its even a friendship now.
"Did you get paid to do this, and if so, how much?" Roman wasn't playing, he wanted to literally kill her, and that is something he would have never thought to do to a woman, but this was different. She had helped his and Dean's two enemies to try and get rid of them both. That is what hurts him the most, is that she would help...HELP someone to get rid of them. Hurt and anger doesn't mesh well with the temper he has.
"Yes, I did get paid, every week up until you got shot. I got paid basically $500,000 a week until the job was to be done. But when you survived, the money stopped. But even though the money stopped, they were still keeping tabs on you through me. I fed them information so that they could get themselves off the trail and you would get the fake info I provided for you through emails that I sent. Look, I am so sorry for all this, I really didn't want to do this knowing how close we three were..."
"Well, it's too fucking late for that now, isn't it? You had every oppurtunity to tell us what was going on, but you never did. You had plenty of chances to warn us somehow so that we could've had done something to stop it before it got too far, but no, you picked greed over your own fucking friends who literally helped you get a fresh start. But that was all a lie, a fucking lie to get us to trust you. But you know what? Lesson learned because as of right now, you don't fucking exist to me at all. I can look at you in the eye and say this...I FUCKING...HATE...YOUR...GUTS... and not feel bad about saying that to you at all. I don't trust easily, but somehow, you got me to trust you because you looked so innocent. But no more, you are seriously dead to me. I will also say this, and I dont fucking care if you tell your two sweet old uncles, since Paul is in on it, he might as well be one to you too. But Dean and I will be hunting them down and we both won't show no mercy when we do kill them."
Roman gets up and puts the chair back where he got it from, leaving Emma in tears. He looked over at Dean, who finally gets up after being quiet for Roman.
"I guess the money was worth the two lives you almost fucking got rid of. A half a mil a week? Not a bad way to live, huh? Guess that beat out the 10 grand a month you were making here, doesn't it?" Dean's voice was cold and malice. Not a shred of hurt to be heard. He was beyond hurt, the first real female friend in his life, and he fucked him over and didn't get any enjoyment out of it, typical female in his eyes.
"Mr...Mr Ambrose, if its any consolation, I feel so horrible about all this, I didn't want to do this-"
"BUT YOU FUCKING DID EMMA!" he yelled as he slams his fist down in front of her after he got up out of the chair and walked over to where she was at. "YOU FUCKING DID AND IT ALMOST COST US OUR LIVES YOU STUPID BITCH!"
Roman stood back and watch the whole thing unfold. He knew Dean wasn't gonna hit Emma, but he was concerned over the fact that his temper was getting the best of him at the moment, but he still just kept quiet. He needed to get this anger out, he was hurting inside just as much as he was. Dean didn't like to show it, but when he did, it was all of him you see, not just parts of him.
Emma's tears were falling faster than she could wipe them. She knew what she was doing is wrong, and she knew she could have stopped it, but she didn't. She just didn't and didn't know if she wanted to at that time. Now she has regrets, regrets that will never be taken away with love and healing. She knows she will never come back from this. She knows that they are offically done with her. And she didn't blame them at all.
"Funny, I actually loved you as a sister Emma, something I don't do easily. I am so fucking loyal to my friends and family that I would die for them. DIE for them Emma, and that included you at one time. And when I love, I love HARD, so hard that it gets me in trouble at times, but I don't care, the love is for me to hold on to so that that person knows how much they mean to me. I may not always show it, but those that know me well, which isn't very many people, knows that I love with so much of me. But betrayal is something that I don't deal with very well. Once I have been betrayed, I could care less what happens to that person. They are dead to me, they don't exist to me anymore."
Dean gets down even closer to Emma's face and looks at her dead in the eyes, "After you help me and Roman with your precious uncles, and yes, you WILL be helping us, cause otherwise, I will make you disappear and no one, and I mean no one will care if you are gone. So after you help us get your uncles, then we will deal with you accordingly. And don't even think of warning them, because I will know when you do."
Emma's eyes go wide at the threat, she knows she is in hot shit right now, and she knows that there is no getting out of this one at all.
"Yes, I do know a thing or two about technology that you don't think I would know. So, my precious Emma, you will take us to where they are, and if you even think of taking us the wrong way, you will pay for it dearly, but then on second thought, maybe hurting you is what will bring them out to play," Dean then looks at Roman, "What do you think Roman? Huh? Think we should go with plan A or plan B?"
Roman thinks for a minute, "thinking plan B at the moment..."
"Please guys, I'll help you, please, don't hurt me...please..." she begs as she breaks down even more, making Dean smirk at Roman who returns the smirk back.
Dean then looks back at Emma, "Fine, plan A for the moment, but the first sign of anything you do to warn them, then its plan B...got it?"
Emma shakes her head as he looks at Dean and Roman, both men that she loved, not hates her with a passion...
"Good, now get your laptop and papers, we are going to take a little ride and you are gonna join us, Got me?" Dean stands up and watches as Emma collects the stuff Dean mentioned.
Emma nods at Dean's question. "Good, now let's go." As both Dean and Roman follows Emma out of the building.
hmmmmm...so is Emma gonna fool them or is she gonna help them against her will? Either way, she is screwed, but love to hear what you all have to say! :)