Somebody That I Used To Know

Chapter 21

Author's Note - The journey to chapter 21! It's finally here. I feel so accomplished. I've never gotten this far in writting an individual story without losing interest or getting writer's block so thank you so much for sticking with me! Also thank you for all of your lovely reviews/favorites/follows/kudos/comments/etc. Thank you so much. I love you all.

Warnings for chapter: sexual assault

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He wasn't sure how long they had been driving for. The scenery around him was a blur and it was making him more nauseated then he was before. The slight flutter in his stomach kept bring a smile to his face. Silas was so happy to learn he was going to be a big sibling. Silas. His handsome son's face flashed in front of his eyes again. Silas was so far away but at the same time it seemed like he was closer than ever.

His mind raced to John Cena and Justin Gabriel. Had they been reunited with their kids yet? The smile still danced on his lips at the thought of the reunion. His eyes moved to the sun. It was slowly transitioning from day time to night and the sunset was just on the horizon.

"Lamb?" Bray's voice cut through his thoughts but Dean ignored him. All of this was Bray's fault, he wasn't going to give the man the satisfaction of his attention. Bray's hand slithered its way onto Dean's thigh and the dirty blonde bit his lip to keep from snapping. One wrong move and Dean's plan could ultimately be blown. Not with what was all on the line.

I have no choice. I have to do this. Dean thought as he looked at Seth. The two-tone was looking at looking out at the road. The two were on their way to the cafè to meet up with Bray. Forgive me, Seth. But I have to do this. Its the only way to insure that everyone will be safe. It's my fault anyway. I'm the one he wants. Dean had took a glimpse at Seth before pulling his phone out of his pocket, turning on the GPS, and slidding it back into his pocket before the younger man could notice.

It was his fault. It was him that Bray had wanted all along. Justin Gabriel was forced to work for Wyatt because of him. The destranged man had kidnapped four children and a man that Dean had cared so much for. Bray's infatuation with him was the cause of all of this. It was Dean. The Lunatic Fringe looked down at his lap in shame. It was his fault. No one would have been hurt if it weren't for him. Why did Bray have to be obsessed with him?

"We're almost there, Dean." Bray said, squeezing the other man's thigh; making the latter shutter underneath the touch. Still Dean had said absolutely nothing to him. It's all your fault Dean. It's all your fault! The voice screamed in his ears. Dean screwed his eyes shut, trying his best to ignore the voice.

Dean leaned his head against the glass of the window and took in deep breaths to keep himself calm. The crunching of gravel caught his attention. He cracked open his eye and looked around. It was like he had just gone from a highly populated city of the twenty first century to a small town from the eighteen hundreds. There were four wooden cabins laid out around the pairie. In front of the bigger of all of the houses was a older car.

A woman had came out of said house. "That's Abigail." Bray said, seeming like he knew exactly what Dean had been thinking. Dean had to admit that she was an attractive young woman. This must of been the girl that Bray's finisher Sister Abigail stood for. Abigail waved to the newcomers with a smile on her face. Bray drove the truck up to right beside the car that was occupaning the driveway. Dean figured the car must belong to her.

Rowan and Harper jumped out of the back of the truck bed before Bray had the truck in park. The two gave a quick hello to the woman before walking into the house. Bray had gotten out of the truck and walked over to Abigail. Not knowing what to do; Dean got out of the truck. A wave of nausea hit him once his feet hit the dirt. His knees buckled and he started to dry heave. He hadn't had any food or water since the morning before.

Dean was sure that Bray had said something to Abigail but he couldn't hear what was being said. Abigail took a look to him before scurring into the house once again and disappearing from sight. "Daddy?" Dean's heart skipped a beat. Slowly he looked up and tears prickled his eyes. Silas was standing at the doorway with Saul and Joelle. Dean pushed himself up the best he could and met Silas halfway. He immediately placed his nose in the crook of his son's neck. Silas was okay. He was fine.

The dirty blonde placed Silas' feet back on the ground and looked over to Saul and Joelle. Saul looked like he had been roughed around a little bit. Saul's lip was healing from a split lip and there was a bruise froming from his cheek and down his jaw. Dean really wanted to beat in Bray's face now. He didn't even have to know what happen to know that Bray was the cause of the injuries. His gaze moved to Joelle. Like Silas, she looked to be unharmed. It relieved Dean a little knowing that the kids were at least untouched but Bray would pay for laying a hand on Saul Dorland. But he wouldn't do it just for Saul. It was also for Justin Gabriel.

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Seth was sitting in the passenger's seat with Roman in the driver's seat. Dolph and AJ were in the back. Dolph had the hotspot on his phone turned on to allow AJ to be able to use the GPS on her computer. AJ was calling out the directions to where Dean's phone was sending the signal. They were still a good hour or two away from the location, it gave them time to despise a plan. Seth already knew that Bray had Rowan and Harper with him but Bray is smart enough not leave someone who is an assest to you alone. There must be someone else working with him.

Dean had put himself into the hands of a mad man to figure out where the others were, yet Seth had never seen it coming. The dirty blonde was smarter than most people gave him credit for. He did have a lot to do with the brains of the Shield. He could easily be the smartest in the Shield. Seth wasn't even mad about what Dean had did. Dean was playing Bray. Capturing the original mastermind into his own hands. It was brilliant.

We're coming for you guys. Just hang on.

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Dean was looking around the room that Abigail had shown him too. It was an exact replica of his room back at his house in Cincinatti. It sent cold chills down his spine. He didn't have to worry about Silas since his son and Joelle were alseep in the other room. Across the hall, adjacent to the kids' room was the room Saul had been shown too.

The dirty blonde looked around all of the different objects in the room with curiousity. He ran his fingers over the fabrics of the closet until he came to a familiar shirt. His breath caught in his throat. He pulled it out of the closet and off its hanger. It was the shirt that was missing from his clothes. He turned to look at the dresser and he opened the top drawer, inside was his missing favorite pair of boxer briefs. "Oh god..." They had to get out of here. He took a few steps back and turned on his heel to slam into a broad chest. He looked up and Bray's face came into view.

"Where are you going, Dean?" Bray asked, the only thing good about this moment right now was that Bray was no longer calling Dean, 'little lamb.' Dean instinctively took a step back. "Find something interesting?" Dean shook his head. A crooked smile came to the lips of the Louisannan. "Don't lie to me." Dean couldn't find his voice to speak. Bray kept advancing on him to the point that Dean's back was against the wall. "I think its time you pay up for all of those little glances you've thrown me. You know you love me." Bray whispered huskily, leaning in close to Dean's ear. The hairs on the back of Dean's neck stood up and a shiver ran through his body. He was completely frozen.

Bray pushed his right arm against Dean's neck and pinned him against the wall as he used his free arm to unbuckle Dean's belt and slide it from the dirty blonde's slim waist. Dean whimpered and struggled against the hold. He's been through this so much in his life he knew he should be used to it. All the memories of the different times it's happen to him had come racing back to his mind. "You love me." Bray whispered again.

Dean slowly regained control of his own body and pushed against the other man's chest. "No! I don't! I love Seth Rollins! I could never love a monster like you." Dean screamed, tears coming to his eyes from his out of balanced hormones. Bray eyes flashed dangerous, making the Lunatic Fringe feel much smaller than he really was. Bray raised his hand and backhanded Dean across the face.

Dean could taste blood; the warm crimson liquid slipped out of the side of the dirty blonde's mouth. Dean threw a punch and it hit Bray square in the nose. A laugh erupted from the Louisannan as he turned back towards Dean. Blood was pouring out of Bray's nose and over his mouth. A feral look came to the heavier set man's face. Bray's eyes were lust blown and his mouth curled into a smirk. "You're going to regret that Ambrose." Bray growled out Dean's last name. Without another thought, Dean started to throw random punches. He had managed to get in some lucky shots on the other man but Bray regained the upper hand by smashing the Lunatic Fringe's head into the dresser. Dean collapsed to the floor only semi-conscious.

(WARNING BEFORE YOU GO ON! A SCENE OF DESCRIPTIVE RAPE/NON-CON IS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE! IF IT MAKES YOU UNCOMFORTABLE SKIP THE SCENE)

Bray gripped his fist into a hand full of dirty blonde curls and pulled the disoriented man towards the bed by his hair. Dean was unable to fight back, he punched and kicked out his limbs trying to keep the other wrestler away from him. Bray pushed the other man against the bed and ripped the denim fabric from the man's legs. He tossed them to the floor and a smile grew bigger as he ran his hands over the material of Dean's underwear. Dean pushed against Bray's hands, thrashing the best he could in the man's hold. "No..." It was a whisper, Dean's voice raspy from disorientation.

"Now, now, don't fight lamb." Bray shushed, putting a finger to Dean's lips before running it down Dean's chest towards his privates. Dean whimpered. He struggled again and Bray punched Dean in the face once again. The dirty blonde's struggles quickly seised. Dean's head fell to the side as his eyes slipped closed.

Bray reached over the side of the bed and to the dresser and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. He loved Dean Ambrose, he wasn't going to hurt him. Not like that. He knew of the dirty blonde's bad history. He placed a kiss on Dean's forehead as he pulled down the other male's under garments and threw them somewhere over his shoulder, not really caring where they landed. He would find them later.

He moved Dean's thighs apart and took in the sight of Dean in all of his glory. He drizzled a small amount of the lube onto his fingers and coated them nicely before leveling them at the other man's entrance. He pushed them in and Dean let out a sound of discomfort. Bray added another digit and slowly prepped Dean. Thinking that the other man was prepped enough, Bray put the remaining lube from his fingers onto his now unclothed hard erection. He lined himself up and thrusted in brutually.

The force of the intrusion awoke Dean and the dirty blonde let out a loud scream. Bray slapped his hand over the curly haired man's mouth as he started to pull out before violently pushing back in. He rocked their bodies together and tears came to Dean eyes. Dean had vowed to himself that he would never let this happen to himself ever again. The tears spilt over the side of Dean's eyes and fell through his hair. His back side was in pain. Not as much pain as the night that Trent attacked him when he was eightteen but the pain was still the same.

Dean's body was being forced against the mattress underneath Bray's weight. Dean moved to try and push the bearded man off of him. His attempts were in vain. Bray captured Dean's wrists in his free hand and pinned them above his head. "Stop.. Bray, please. Stop.." His voice was muffled but Bray could understand every word that his little lamb had been saying. Listening to Dean beg pushed Bray over the edge and the man came buried deep inside of the Lunatic Fringe. He roughly pulled out and Dean let out another whimper of pain. Bray took his hands away from Dean and redressed himself.

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He walked into the bathroom that was connected to the room and ran a tub of water. Making sure it was the perfect temperature, he walked back into the room and scooped Dean up into his arms and carried him into the bathroom. Bray gently lowered Dean into the water and went to work at cleaning the man up. He started to lowly hum along to no particular song as he ran a wash cloth over Dean's battered body.

Once he was finished, he drained the water and toweled the dirty blonde off and carried him back into the room and dressed him in the Hounds of Justice shirt and the pair of boxer briefs. He tucked the man into bed and walked from the room.

"Bray, what did you do to him?" Abigail asked as soon as Bray shut the door behind him.

"I want you to check on him and his baby. Frankly, I don't care if the baby lives or not." The color on Abigail's face drained as she watched the wrestler walk away. What had Bray done? And had he said baby? That would mean that Dean Ambrose was pregnant and it had to be Seth Rollins' baby. Abigail took a look around before walking into the room and catching sight of the peaceful face of Dean Ambrose.

Even after going through another sexual assault, Dean slept quietly. It shocked Abigail. She never thought that Bray would do something like this. She knew her brother was sadisitic but she never thought he was this sick. She walked over and pulled the covers away from Dean's body.

Abigail gently pressed her fingers into Dean's lower stomach and over his abdomen. She could feel the light flutter underneath her fingers. The baby was okay. The innocent soul inside of Dean was fine. That she was thankful for.

She went to get up when the sight of Dean's phone on the ground caught her eye. She picked it up and clicked the home button. She cursed when she realized that phone was password protected. She took a deep breathe as she tried to remember what Bray had said it was. "Silas." Abigail whispered. She typed in the day that she knew was the child's birthday and a smile broke out on her face when it unlocked. She went to his contacts and scrolled down to: Seth Rollins. She clicked on it and put the phone to her ear. It didn't even ring twice before Seth's worried voice filled the other line.

"Mr. Rollins, my name is Abigail.. and I have something you might want to know."

Author's Note- Here is the end of chapter 21. This didn't turn out like I thought it would. I also wrote it while I was half asleep. xxxxx