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{Sweet}

"Forgiveness and Rage: The beginning of the end..."

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It took a little while to reach his sons home and Mark was trying desperately not to lose it. Remembering Evan's screams and hearing his plea for 'Daddy to help him', then sudden silence and laughter, a laughter he knew only too well. Mark was losing hope for his son.

Sitting in the cab of Hunters pick-up truck, Mark sat as far away from Hunter and as close to the door as possible. He was in agonizing pain and was afraid of frightening Hunter with any sudden unwanted movement.

Mark frowned as Hunter sighed again, the long-haired man was shaking his head again for the tenth time. A look of sadness graced his face as Hunter thought about the actions of his loved one.

Hunter couldn't believe the actions that Shawn took. To rape Mark with a sledge-hammer. To force another human being to go through the same hell that he had.

Hunter had and would never have wished that pain upon anyone and then to watch as Mark rode the hammer by himself just to get it over with so he could get to his own son, some things were just too much for him to witness.

However Hunter chose to kick his habit and alcohol addiction. This time he would be leaving the drink alone. He knew he might need rehab and was willing to do that, but first he needed to help find Evan and Cody then help his husband and the demons that were filling his Heartbreakers tender mind.

"I am so sorry that you started drinking because of me." Mark spoke from his heart as he looked ahead.

Hunter nodded his head and looked at Mark briefly. "It wasn't just you Mark. It was hearing Kevin's voice and seeing his face, the memories that rushed through me, such... so much... pain." Hunter had to pause and let his tears fade so he could see to drive.

Mark sat in silence until the other man continued, sensing the young man was about to weep.

"I thought he was dead. How did he not die? How is that son of a bitch still alive? He belongs in hell." Hunter asked for the first time, chills running over him.

Mark shivered from the pain in his behind when Hunter hit a pothole on the road. "W-wish I kn-new. I still can't help but feel re-responsible for what I made Shawn do to me. I'm real s-sorry. I hope you and he can work through this. I know your love is strong. Ch-cherish that Hunter, true love is just so hard to f-find." Mark said in a sad tone, the pain he was in, causing him to stutter.

"Shawn had demons too. I think it was his way of trying to fight back, get payback somehow? Payback on me. You see, I hit him Mark. I...began beating my husband when I started drinking, That was the first time, right after you turned yourself in...I turned to alcohol to forget. When I was too far gone to think and on the verge of passing out, everything turned to rage and I, I... I beat him...then I hit him again at the hotel. I wanted him to understand my pain... I Ra...forced myself on him when he said no... I fucked up Mark." Hunter said.

Hunter really didn't know why he was telling Mark this. It almost felt like old times when their friendship was strong and new, almost. It did feel good to talk to someone and finally get off of his chest what he had done to Shawn one horrific night of tipping back the bottle.

Mark just nodded his head and looked forward as they pulled into Evan and Cody's beach home. He looked at Hunter with an odd expression when Hunter turned off the truck and pulled a handgun out from under the Tan truck seat.

Hunter looked at Mark with a sad expression on his face. "It's alright man, I understand. Dr. Shelby helped me with my...addiction. He can help you too." Mark spit out before he could think. "Addiction? What..."

"I'm addicted to sex and...with you...fuck man The Undertaker was just so fucking real and I wanted to be loved and Kevin...lied...made me believe he loved me...if I only. He Raped my son! God Damn! He was raping my son when he was fucking me and we...were...you...rape! OH FUCK!" Mark cried, he barely got the door to the truck open before he vomited onto the pavement.

Hunter frowned, for the first time he really felt that Mark was remorseful and regretted hurting him. He even kind of felt sad for Mark. He could tell the dead man was lonely and had only been truly looking for someone to love him. Hunter knew all too well that the need to feel loved could fuck with your mind and make you do dumb ass and sometimes horrible things.

"You alright Mark?" Hunted asked as the man finished losing the contents of his stomach. "It hurts to know the things that I've done. Dr. Shelby helped me see that I was sick. He put me on meds, I...can't get an erection on them. I swear Hunter I am better, I wont hurt you, not on purpose... I need...I need a friend. Fuck I need my son." Mark said as tears filled his eyes. Hunter watched in awe, in all the years that he knew Mark Calaway, he had never seen him cry.

"I can see you are remorseful and regret what you have done. I missed you Mark, You ripped my heart out when you touched me. You knew how much my husband meant to me, yet you helped Kevin anyway. I see you have changed, I see it in your eyes, I...I forgive you Mark. But if you ever hurt me or Shawn or anyone I love again. I will take this fucking gun and blow your God Damn brains out with it!" Hunter stated, his voice grew dark and methodical. "I will not hesitate to end your life."

Mark looked at Hunter and as the words sank in he knew he had his friend back. Not embarrassed to show them he let the tears fall free in front of his friend just happy to have Hunter back in his life.

Mark nodded his head yes as he wiped his tears and they began to walk to the front door. Hunter let Mark go first, he frowned at the bloody dampness on Mark's jeans. He knew his friend was hurting and hurting bad. When they found Evan he would have to take Mark to get checked out. Cautiously they approached the front door and went in.

"My god! It was Kevin!" Hunter gasped as he saw the destruction of the home. Mark turned back after seeing the devastation and looked at Hunter. "What? How do you know this?" "My home looked the same way. The bedroom, where is Evan's bedroom?" Hunter asked, he began to follow Mark through the home, if he was right there may be a message on the mirror like there was in his home.

Mark felt a pang of guilt again, he remembered what had been done to Hunter and Shawn's home. So many things he would regret for the rest of his life. So many wrongs he longed to make right. "I'm sorry for what..." "Hey man, it's all over, let's go find the kids ok. We can move on then, maybe when Shawn...well anyway."

Mark nodded his head and continued to look for Evan. "Evan! Come on kid. Where are you?" Mark yelled out as he limped his injured body through his sons home. The pain in his backside was unbearable but worse was the loss of his son, it was just too overwhelming. He had to keep moving though, he HAD to find his son. Even if it might be his sons lifeless body, he had to try...

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Roman was the first of the three Shield members to walk into the gym, he took the key that Randy had given him and placed it back under a large pot that sat on the right hand side of the gym door.

They were suppose to be there in the morning but The Shield was very anxious for some reason and could not sleep. All three men felt off and they were very restless and normally a hard workout would help get them to relax.

"Man, kick-ass gym. It was nice of Randy to let us use it." Dean boasted as he came in behind Roman. Seth followed the two other men in. Each one was dressed in grey sweat suits. Dean had brought in a small cooler filled with Gatorade and healthy snacks.

They had plans on getting a few good hours of a hard workout and then take advantage of the pool that was down under the floor. Only few knew of the pool and small apartment that was down underground.

The gym had once belonged to his dad Sika. It was Randy who had bought it. Randy had loved all the secret and hidden rooms the old gym possessed. Roman smiled remembering how his dad and cousin Dwayne always swore the place was haunted. He just thought the old gym held a stunning charm to it. Taking a deep breath Roman smiled, it felt so much like home.

Seth watched as Dean walked ahead of him. A faint smile graced the his face as he watched how Roman looked at Dean. Finally Dean and Roman opened up to their feelings about one another and Seth loved that. He was very happy for the two men. He smiled knowing that one day he would have what his team mates had found with one another and that was True love.

Roman walked over to Dean. "Don't forget to stretch. I know its late I just felt so suffocated in that room." Roman explained. Dean kissed his man lightly on the lips. "I hear ya doll face. Seth you ready we can set up on the mats over there." Dean asked.

Seth nodded but then a frown graced his face. "What the hell is that, who is, is...?" Seth asked. Roman looked around. "Roam I thought we are the only ones in the gym?" Seth asked. "We are man why?" Seth rubbed his eyes and shook his head. "A man, I saw a man, he wore wrestling gear. It looked, he looked... Owen." Seth explained as tears filled his eyes.

Owen Hart had been Seth's idol and his death crushed young Seth when he was a kid. To Seth Rollins, Owen Hart had been his hero when he was growing up, his superman and batman.

Owen Hart had fallen to his death just five days before Seth turned thirteen and sadly he saw the whole thing happen from the front row in the arena.

Seth's parents had bought their son front row seats in Kansas City for their son's birthday, no one knew the tragedy that was about to befall and how it would change their son Colby's life forever. Colby, sadly lost himself and Taylor Black was created.

"Hey man, it's ok. Maybe we should just call it a night." Dean suggested to Roman. Roman saw the look of concern on Dean's face and noticed how Seth had his fingers rubbing the side of his temples.

"You havin them headaches again Seth?" Roman asked his friend in worry.

Seth shook his head, "No... I will be back." Seth replied. Dean nodded his head and watched as Seth walked away the look of concern still etched on his face.

They looked confused when Seth headed for the door that led to the steps down stairs. "Where the hell is he going?" Dean asked. Roman just shrugged his shoulders and began to follow Seth. Together the three men made their way to a door that led down the steps. "Seth?" "He went down there." Seth replied with a sad sigh as he pointed to the steps.

These steps would lead down to one of the sections of the gym that was used as a basement built for storage, it was under the floor that held the old work benches and used equipment.

Seth was afraid his friends would think he was crazy if they knew about his ability to see beyond the grave. "Who are you looking for Seth?" Dean asked. Seth just shook his head and walked down the ten steps to the door.

When they got to the bottom of the steps and walked up to the first door. Peeking into the window, All three men froze. Standing before them, just inside the door was none other than, Bret 'The Hitman' Hart.

"Randy, John?" Roman whispered in horror. He knew they needed help to get the men free. CM Punk, Kevin Nash, and none other than the deceased John Laurinaitis was standing before the helpless men.

Seth heard a whimper and looked down at Evan. The man was stripped naked and was bleeding from his mouth, blisters or burns looked to be forming around his lips. They could not tell if he was breathing or not.

Dean had to hold Roman back from going in the room when he saw Randy, he knew Roman wanted to get Randy free.

Randy and John were laying stripped naked and tied to separate beds. John had tears in his eyes looking at Randy. Randy was bleeding from his chest it was obvious that he had been whipped by the belt that now lay tossed to the side on the concrete floor below.

Laurinaitis was standing over Randy with a sick smile on his face as he had Cody on his knees before him. Cody was sucking him off as the belt slashed into Randy's smooth tanned skin.

"We have to help them, come on we need to get in there." Seth exclaimed. Dean put his hands up to stop Seth from making too much noise and getting them noticed. "Seth, Punk has a gun in his hand. If he is fucked up enough in his head he will shoot them and then us. We need a plan." Dean explained.

"Why is Bret here? I always thought of him as a good guy, as one of us." Seth asked sadly. Seeing the men hurt and bleeding was getting to him and watching as his idols brother stood there and did nothing was pissing him off.

"Bret?" Roman, Seth and Dean all turned to look behind them. "Bret?..." Adam whispered...

Not long ago, Bret had entered into the room and froze at what his need for vengeance had done...Little did he know that when he left Adam had followed...

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