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Excited chatter came from outside the door as Becky and AJ crouched down in a closet "–might be around here! It's in this area we found her last time!" Fox was saying, voice rapidly getting louder. Becky tensed, hand digging into AJ's arm. "They're looking for me again!" she thought, dread filling her. He put a hand on her back, feeling her shake. "She's around here somewhere!" Tamina said quietly, right outside the door now. "Hey! What's in here?" Naomi asked, suspicious. "That door was open about ten minutes ago" Becky's heart dropped and looked up at AJ, scared "Hide!" she whispered, frantically. "They'll open that door any second now!" she thought. He looked around "Where?!" he whispered back desperately. "Crap! There's nowhere to hide!" she thought, sweat breaking out and heart jackhammering. "Got it!" AJ whispered, looking up. She watched, blushing slightly, as AJ climbed up the shelves and perched, huddled into the wall, nearly invisible. "Ok, they won't see him there!" she thought, looking at the door and getting ready as footsteps drew closer.
"C'mon!" he whispered holding out a hand to her. "Two of us won't fit up there! And there's no more gaps!" she thought, frustrated as she looked around. She shook her head "No more room, Styles!" she said back, resigned. "I'm gonna have to lead them off!" she thought, facing the door. "Ok, I'll draw them off! You get tha guys an' bring them back ta tha room. Don' wait ta call Roman, do it straight away! I'll catch up later, ok?" she whispered and he nodded. "Hey, give 'em hell, ok?" he whispered, smiling. She glanced up and smirked, showing her teeth. "I fuckin' plan to!" she hissed. Waiting until she saw the handle go down, she charged forward and slammed against it. Naomi fell backwards with a shout and Becky laughed and took off. "I can outrun these guys, no problem!" she thought, confident. "Get back here, Lynch!" Fox shrieked.
"Not fuckin' likely!" she yelled back, leading them deeper into the maze of corridors, away from the guards and AJ. "I can outrun these morons! If I can get to-" A flash of black from either side of the hallway and Becky instinctively dove forward and rolled, heart slamming. Jumping to her feet "What the hell was that?!" she thought, pausing and looking back. Fear shot through her, as she saw two back clad men pick themselves up from the floor and glare at her. They had tried to jump her from two different hallways! "What the hell are they doing back here?!" she thought, terrified. "They never come back this far!" A realisation hit her, almost making her sick "They're looking for me! We're too far away from Dean for them to be guards for him, so they must be here for me!" she thought, terror increasing.
"I gotta warn AJ!" "We'll handle this" one said to Fox, who looked pissed but her and the others backed off and disappeared. As she watched, one spoke into a radio, eyes fixed on her, the other slowly making his way towards her. "We located her. Corridor 1A" he said, smug. She shuddered, snapped out of her shock and sprinted back down the hallway. "I need to lose these guys, or I'm gonna have a lot more on my ass!" she thought, fighting back panic as she ran. Sliding around a corner, she had a bad feeling in her gut that she wasn't escaping them this time. "I can usually outrun Fox and the others, but I can't outrun former soldiers! Even if I could, they'd just run me until I collapse!" she thought, panting hard.
Becky turned a corner, darted down another hallway when she saw black clad figures at the other end. This happened a couple of times and with a sickening jolt, she realised what they were doing as she skidded to a halt and darted down another corridor. Pulling out her phone, she dialled. He answered immediately "Becky! Ae you ok?!" AJ asked, worried. "AJ! I thought it was just Fox an' the rest, but tha guards are after me now!" she panted, being forced down another hallway. "What?! Where are you?" he said urgently. "I'm just running down the back corridor, the one that comes out in front of the gorilla! They're tryin' ta force me out into tha main corridors!" she said skidding to a halt and backing into a narrow space between two massive crates as the footsteps behind her faded and she panted.
"I'm coming for you, ok?" he said, sounding like he was already moving. "That can't happen!" she thought, frantic. "AJ, no! Ya need ta get Dolph an' Neville and get tha fuck out!" she whispered urgently. He was silent on the other end "They're back here now an' it's only a matter of time until they find ya! If they get me, you're tha only one who knows where Dean is! And you an' Neville are tha only ones they don't suspect! Roman an' the others will need ya when they get here, ok?" she whispered frantically, peeping out. "Take my bag, use tha book in it an' go find them, don' stay in this buildin' ok?" The hallway was clear. "Won't be for much longer!" she thought, ducking back in. AJ sounded almost desperate "Becky, I can't just sit here, knowing they're hunting you down! I won't!" he cried, upset. "Ya have ta, Styles! If we want them gone, we need those three! They're tha only ones Tha Authority are afraid of!" she snapped quickly.
She could hear footsteps. He didn't reply. "Look, if I can't help, there are a couple of people in tha Women's locker room that will, ok? I'm hidin' now, but I'll leave my phone in between those massive crates in this corridor, ok? Codes 39762. Use tha contacts in it an' call Paige, Nattie or tha Bella Twins, if ya need help. You can trust them" she whispered, carefully looking out and whipping back in as there was two men approaching. He sounded frustrated "Ok. But promise me, you'll avoid a fight with them, especially Steph! If she doesn't attack you, you don't attack her, ok?" he said, concern in his voice making her smile, even as her heart thudded. "Can't promise anythin', but I'll try! Now, go!" she smirked. He chuckled. "Good luck, Lynch" he said quietly. "Thanks" she whispered and hung up the phone. Becky froze as the footsteps came closer and stopped. Moving slowly, she carefully placed her phone in the recesses of the handle holes of the crate.
Listening and barely breathing as footsteps slowly walked past her, Becky was shaking. "Please, please don't look in here!" she thought, seeing their shadows pass her hiding place. She shrank back, barely breathing, heart hammering in her throat "She's not here" one of them said quietly. She sighed in relief as they moved on. "They're gone!" she thought, sagging on the wall. "I'll leave the phone here, AJ might still need it" she decided as she poked her head out. No one. Slipping out, she darted along the hallway. "I need to get to the back of the arena! I can't go back to AJ, I'll draw them down on top of him and the guys!" she thought, hating to leave him by himself to look after Dolph and Neville. Carefully making her way along, voices rose from in front of her and she froze. "Dammit!" she thought, scared. She was in the middle of a hallway, no doors or corners near her. She was completely exposed!
The voices got louder and she ran back the way she had come, desperately hoping she was fast enough to reach the hallway corner before they appeared. Nearly there – "There she is!" a voice yelled and terror flew through her as she heard many pairs of booted feet after her. They drew closer and closer as she ran. Darting down a different side hallway, something slammed into her back, muscled arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her down. "Damn it! He tackled me!" she thought, annoyed he had gotten close enough for it. As she fell, Becky twisted, trying to get her attacker underneath her.
The man countered, using his greater bulk to hold her down as they slammed into the floor and skidding along it. Becky took most of the impact, landed on her arm awkwardly. A flare of pain made her cry out. As they stopped moving, she lay there panting, holding her arm. "Think I fractured it!" she thought, able to move her fingers, at least. The man hopped up and rolled her over. "Gotcha, Lynch!" he said, triumphantly. "Good for ya, dipshit!" she spat and scrambled to her feet. Dashing for the closest door, her head snapped back, the hand in her hair preventing her from escaping. He pulled her back. "Dammit! He's faster than the others!" she thought, annoyed, shoving him. "Get offa me!" she snapped, furious as he released her hair and grabbed her arms.
"Uh-huh. Not gonna happen, Lynch" he replied as more men piled in the door. She counted three, four including the asshole bruising her arms. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she thought, freezing as she saw the wall of black uniforms blocking the door. "You got her! Nice one, Matt!" one exclaimed. Becky glared at him, keeping her mouth shut. He released one of her arms, but kept a firm grip on the other. "There's gotta be a way out!" she thought, scared and frustrated as they surrounded her. She tuned out their voices and glanced at the door behind her "If I can reach that, I can reach the room with all the pipes. I'm slim enough to slip in between them" she thought, hopefully. "But how do I get to the door?" She mentally shrugged and kicked Matt in between his legs and dashed for the door, internally snickering at the unmanly squeak he made as he collapsed.
"I shouldn't find that so funny!" Wrenching open the door, she ran through. Becky slammed to the floor as a fist crashed across her face, knocking her senseless. Blinking at the ceiling, she saw male faces peering down at her, their faces wavering. Black began to form at the edges of her eyes and she fought it. "Gotta st'y 'wake" she thought, blearily as she succumbed to the blackness and passed out. She wasn't aware as they dragged her out of the doorway, handcuffed her and slung her over a muscled shoulder.
She slowly came to, confused as she saw the floor moving underneath her. "What the hell?" she thought, seeing her hands hanging beneath her, handcuffed. "I'm over one of their shoulders! Where are they taking me?!" Sinking her teeth into the shoulder of the guard, he dropped her, hand clasped to his neck. Landing on her feet, she ran, heading for the closest door. A hand seized her cuffed hands, dragged her around and cracked her across the face. Her head snapped to the side, the pain stunning her. "That hurt for a slap!" she thought, the pain radiating out, across her face. Something trickled down her cheek as she turned back to the guard, who was cleaning the butt of his gun.
She launched herself at him realising what he had done, knocking them over. She fought, biting, punching and scratching. She kept going until hands seized her and dragged her off him. He lay on the floor, hands on his face where she had gotten him good! "For gods sake! Take her to the McMahons!" the lead one snapped, exasperated and they dragged her off, the pit of fear opening in her stomach as she forgot about the asshole guards and prepared herself to meet Steph again. She was silent as they dragged her to The Authority's door. As the guards knocked, she fought back fear "C'mon, Lynch! You've faced worse than this pampered spoilt psycho!" she told herself, forcing herself to calm. Footsteps and the door opened.
Glee broke over her bosses' face as she saw Becky, even wider at the blood dripping down and soaking her shirt collar. "Well, good work!" Steph cried "You caught her! Looks like she fought!" Steph said with relish, cackling at the still bleeding wound. "Yes, ma'am. She caused some injuries" he replied, annoyed. Becky smirked "Hell yeah I did!" she spat. "Would've kicked some more ass if I could!" she thought, clenching her hands. Steph frowned "Really? Well then, we'll see what we can do about some punishment for that!" she said, glaring at her. "Ya can try, bitseach!" Becky glared back, but inside, she was terrified. "What's she gonna do?" she thought, shaking. "Let's get you inside, shall we?" Steph said standing to the side. "Not likely, cailleach!" she snapped, backing away.
They grabbed her arms and pulled her, kicking and biting across the threshold. Throwing her to the floor, they turned and left. Becky heard the door click closed. She looked up. "Shit! Not good, so not good!" she thought, going very still. Terror rose as she saw Hunter and Steph looking at her from the desk. She didn't like their stares, at all. "What happened to him?" she thought, seeing what looked like a stitched gash on his cheek, split lips, his nose was swollen and sore looking and he had a black eye. "Geez, Hunter! Who'd ya piss off?" she spat, smirking. He looked back at her "Ambrose" he replied, his sick smile making her back up. "Call it his last stand, if you will" he chuckled and Steph snickered.
"Dean did that?!" she thought, weirdly proud of the damage he had done. "What did ya do to him?!" she demanded, terrified for him now. "Deans the toughest guy I've ever seen, but he was just out of the ICU! Hunter could kill him with just one punch!" she thought as Steph slid off Hunters lap, crossed to the door and locked it. "Well, let's get down to business, you little bitch! You damaged some of our men, which we now have to pay for!" she hissed, eyes getting that blank, crazy look. Becky stood her ground, even though everything was screaming to back off and run as fast and as far as she could "Where can I go?" she thought, gaze darting around desperately. Becky saw Hunter watching in satisfaction. "I'm so screwed!" she thought in terror, seeing no escape routes. Steph cackled and approached, Becky shielding her fractured arm as best as she could.
*Seth*
The car door slammed and Seth jerked awake with a gasp. "Shit! Where are we? Did Dean call?!" he burst out, panicked. "I should have stayed awake! What if he called and I was asleep?!" he thought, kicking himself. "We're in Chicago, Seth. And no he didn't call, man" Jey replied from the front seat. "We're in Chicago?!" he thought, excited. He looked around. "Where are we?" he asked, holding Kevin away from Roman. "Behind some store. We're hidden here" he said uneasily. Seth relaxed as he realised they were safe, for now. Roman and Jimmy were asleep, Roman with his hand on Dean's jacket and Jimmy with his face mashed up against the window. "Good, Roman needs to sleep" he thought, the urge to slip away and get Dean himself appearing.
He fought it "No! Roman promised he wouldn't do that, and I won't do that either! We either do this as a team or not at all!" he thought, clenching his fists to stop them reaching for the door. "What happened, Jey? And where's Jake?" he asked, seeing something had made him scared. He was fidgeting and glancing around them, worried. "Did The Authority contact us about Dean?!" he thought, nervous. "Jakes outside, phone call. We saw The League as we were coming into the city. They were in cars, Sheamus in one, Rusev in the other. Both were full of those guys" he said, grimly. "Shit! They must be patrolling the city!" he thought anxiously "Getting Dean out is gonna be harder than ever now! If we do manage to get him out of the arena, we'll have to deal with all the guys outside it!" He sighed. Their task had just become much harder.
"They're looking for us" Seth muttered, fear running through him at the thought. "Yeah. We managed to get away before they saw us, but they've guys everywhere, dog" he said, spooked. Seth looked around, feeling like he was being watched. Jake hopped back in the car. "Ok. AJ and co. are out front. If I go get them, will you and Jey wake Roman and Jimmy? We need to make a plan as soon as we can. Oh, and I rented some different cars, we can't use this one anymore. I just gotta pick them up" he said. Shaking off the creepy feeling, Seth nodded and turned to Roman as Jey woke his brother. "Makes sense about the cars" he thought, somberly. "Roman, wake up, man" he said shaking his shoulder. "I hate waking him, but he needs to be awake for this" he thought. He jerked awake and looked around him.
Seth could see the exact moment when he remembered what had happened. He clutched the jacket and bowed his head. Seth put a hand on his shoulder "We'll get him back, Roman. And they'll regret what they've done" he murmured, fighting to keep all the emotions out of his voice. Roman nodded and leaned into him slightly. The shrill tone of Roman's phone ringing made him jump and they all looked at it. Seth stared at it "Is it Dean?!" he thought, nervous. Roman looked at the caller ID and froze. He looked at Seth, hope and terror in his face and his eyes lighting up "Its Jey's phone!" he whispered, and Seth's heart stopped as the twins whipped around. "Is it really him or some Authority trick?!" he thought, praying it was their brother.
Kevin hopped on his lap, Dean's jacket in his jaws. Seth clutched him "Answer it, Roman!" he whispered, heart slamming. "Please, please!" he prayed. He did and there was silence on the phone lines as everyone listened. "H-hello?" Seth hesitantly said, sick with nerves. A pause "Hey little bro" a weak, raspy voice replied. Seth stared at the phone, frozen and then burst out in sobs as he realised it was Dean! Dean was there! And he was speaking! "Ohmygod! D-dean are y-you ok? D-did t-they h-hurt you?" he managed to get out, hardly able to speak he was crying so hard. "W-we m-missed you so m-much! It didn't f-feel right without you, it w-was weird! K-kevin slept on y-your j-jacket all the time, w-we couldn't g-get him off of it! D-do y-yo-" Seth knew he was babbling, but he couldn't stop! He was talking to Dean! "He's there, he's awake and he's talking!" he thought, hands shaking, relief crashing through him, hearing that gravelly, deep voice again.
"He's ok!" he thought, a pressure releasing in his chest. "Seth! Whoa, slow down man!" Dean said, but he was laughing slightly. "S-sorry. W-we just m-missed you s-so much, D-dean!" he whispered, calming a bit. "He's ok!" was running through his head, making him giddy. "Me too, Sethie" he whispered back. Seth smiled, hearing the nickname. "God, I hate that!" he thought, smiling tearfully. "He's really ok!" he thought, giddy. Roman had placed his head on the headrest in front of him and his body was shaking, overcome with his emotions. Jimmy and Jey were whispering to him, hands on his shoulders. "R-ro? Is he there, Seth?" Dean said nervous, from the phone when no one spoke. Roman straightened and turned towards the phone, wiping his face. "Yeah, I-I'm here, D-dean. I-I'm so sorry I couldn't stop them t-taking you, man" Seth could hear the absolute devastation in his older brothers voice and slid closer.
"I-I should have p-protected you! I-I'm so s-sorry Dean!" he almost cried out. Roman pulled him in and held him as they talked to their missing brother. "Knock that shit off Roman, right now!" Dean snapped, pissed. Romans eyes widened in shock. "Shit! Dean only calls Roman by his full name when he's really pissed!" Seth thought, smiling tearfully, hearing how much Dean cared. "You aren't to blame, I'm not, no one in this fuckin' group is! The ones responsible for this are The Authority, ok? They took me n' Dolph and they would've pounced at any opportunity, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, Ro. Don't blame yourself, alright?" he softly. "They took Dolph?!" Seth thought, shocked. He pushed it aside as Dean continued "I sure as hell fuckin' don't! How 'bout you, Dolph?" he asked.
"Hey guys. Same here, they're the only ones to blame, ok? And yeah Roman, you could have stopped them from taking him if you were closer, but shit happens. It just worked out this way, ok? Don't blame yourself, man" he said gently. Seth had been watching Roman and saw how he relaxed and a relief so deep crossed his face and he shook, nodding. "Thanks, guys" he whispered smiling slightly, looking like a massive weight was off his chest. "That guilt was tearing him apart. He needed to hear it from Dean that he doesn't blame him" he thought, so happy to see him smiling again. "Dolph, we thought you were still with AJ, Neville and Becky. What happened, man?" Jimmy asked sadly. A sigh "They grabbed me as I was leaving the locker room. I ran, but they cornered me and threw me in here. They took my phone, but I managed to delete everything on it before they got it, so you guys are safe" he replied.
Seth sighed in relief "Thanks, man" he said gratefully. "They can't trace us back to them! They'll be ok, for now!" he thought, relieved for them. "Guys, will you tell Nev that I'm ok? And that I wanna finish that conversation we had in the car before we got to the hospital?" Dolph said, sounding like he was smiling. "Um, sure man. What was the conversation about?" Jimmy asked, curious. "Why you blushin', man?" Dean asked, chuckling. "Fuck off, Dean! 'M not blushing!" he muttered. Seth and Roman smiled at the familiar teasing tone "Dolph's keeping him calm in there! He's ok for now" he thought, relief running through him at the sound. Roman leaned forward "Dean, are you ok? T-they didn't hurt you, did they?" Roman asked, dreading the answer.
Seth and the twins tensed and looked to the phone "Th-" Dean began, but "Dean! Hide it! Someone's coming!" Dolph hissed. "Guys don't say anything, you're still on speaker, ok?" he said urgently. They all froze, dread and fear rising in Seth as he huddled closer to Roman. There was a bang and muffled footsteps. "Well, don't you two look cosy?" a voice they recognised as Steph said, smug. "The fuck do you want, asswipes?" Dean growled. "Steph and Hunter!" Seth thought, horrified. He looked at Roman, who was glaring at the phone as if he wanted to charge through it "I want Reigns and Rollins. Where are they?!" she demanded. "Hell no! Go fuck yourself!" Dean retorted, sounding furious.
"Don't provoke them, Dean!" he thought, terror making his heart slam against his rib cage. Roman tensed and leaned forward. Quick footsteps "Back off, McMahon!" Dolph spat in warning. "Go Dolph!" Seth internally cheered, so glad Dean had someone watching his back. Steph paused, then chuckled. Dolph yelped and there was a thump and groans. Seth flinched, recognising the sounds. "Dolph was just slammed into the wall!" he thought, hating their helplessness, only able to listen. "You fuckin' bitch!" Dean spat "Let him go, Hunter!" Steph laughed "I'm not the bitch here, right Dean? That shows who the bitch is! You're ours now" she said, sounding delighted. "I'm no one's bitch, you fuckin' nutcase! Don't belong to you or him either, so fuck off!" Dean said, but his voice shook, he sounded breathless.
"She hit a nerve!" Seth thought, hearing that waver. "What the hell is she doing?" "Right. So, why are you wearing that? And what will your so called brothers think when they see it, hmmm? That the big, bad brawler from Cincinnati is someone's bitch? Will they kick you to the curb? Tell us to keep you?" she said, laughing. He looked at Roman and the twins, horror and confusion on their faces. Seth trembled, hearing the venom and hatred in her voice for Dean, bile rising as a very bad feeling rose from his gut. "Though, they'll both be wearing what you are right now when we catch up to them, but, hey! We can sort that out when we're all one big, happy family!" she chirped. "What the hell is she talking about? What did they make him wear?!" he thought, the bad feeling in his stomach growing every second.
Dean didn't reply. "Dean, don't listen to her! Look at me man, ok?" Dolph said, gasping, voice pained "Roman, Seth, Jimmy and Jey won't give a shit, ok? They're your family! They'll have your back, no matter what these fuck heads do to you!" Steph laughed "Really? Why did Rollins bury a chair in their backs and leave them for Orton to play with then?" she snickered, sounding like she was enjoying herself. "You really think he can be trusted after what he did?!" Seth jerked back, horror twisting his insides as he realised what was happening "They're gonna use what I did to them to break him! And it'll work!" he thought, all the guilt, fear and anger he had locked away slamming into him. He opened his mouth to tell Dean, to beg him not to believe her, that he made the biggest fucking mistake of his life and that he would never leave him again!
A hand clapped over his mouth and his eyes flicked to Romans. They were bloodshot, exhausted and filled with a burning rage that honestly scared him a little. He leaned close "You speak now and you'll get him hurt. We can deal afterward with what was said, ok? But for now, don't speak" he whispered to him, voice shaking. Seth nodded and Roman removed his hand. "He's right! I speak and Dean will get hurt!" he thought, wiping tears off his face. He felt sick. "Dean, block her out! Keep looking at me, alright?" Dolph said, calmly. "No matter what happens, Roman, Seth, and the Uso's won't turn their backs on you, ok?" he repeated slowly. "No matter what they did to him, I'm not leaving him again! I fucking won't!" Seth thought. Dean didn't say anything.
"But, Rollins already did, Ziggler. Why wouldn't he do it again? Last time, he just wanted a championship, it was nothing personal. But now? Look at you! You really think either of them will call you brother after this?" she said incredulously. "Yes, they will! Dean, they will, I promise you, man! They won't give a fuck about anything they said or put on you, all they want is to get you away from these fucks!" Dolph exclaimed. Someone sighed "Here, take him outside" Hunter said, a scuffling noise and a curse from Dolph and a slamming door. "No, no, no!" Seth thought, as they removed the one support for Dean from the room. Heavier footsteps approached. "But will they, really? Your own family didn't give a shit about you, why should they?" he said softly, voice getting louder.
"You have no one except for them. Who do they have? Both have families and friends outside of the WWE. Why would they keep street trash like you around, especially when they see this?" he said, chuckling. Seth felt his blood boil, knowing that was a sensitive subject for Dean. He had no family apart from them and he was always afraid that either him or Roman would decide they had had enough of him and leave him alone again. "And I did! I didn't get tired of him when I left. I was obsessed with The Championship, I knew he had feelings for me, but I left anyway! To him, it must have looked like I was sick of him and kicking him out, just like he always feared I would!" Seth thought, anguished. "I gave them all the ammunition they need to break him!" "Don't fuckin' touch me, dickhead!" Dean snarled. Anger flared in Seth, making him stiffen, Roman doing the same. Hunter sighed "Tell us where they went and what they done with our titles!" he demanded. Dean was silent.
"Now, Ambrose!" Steph snarled. "Just tell them we have them and you don't know!" he begged Dean, afraid they were gonna hurt him if he didn't answer. Dean didn't reply. "Please, Dean!" Seth begged. Hunter sighed. "Remember I gave you an option to do this the easy way" he rumbled, his voice almost gleeful. "Back the fuck off, shithead!" they heard Dean bite out, a note of fear in it that he had never heard before as different pair of boots approached. "Oww! Let go, you fuckin'-" Dean suddenly screamed out in pain, Hunter and Steph chuckling. Roman and Seth jerked, like someone had hit them. "Nononono! No! This isn't happening! No it can't be!" he thought, horrified, hands over his mouth as the screams intensified. Roman paled, until his face was paper white. Tears were sheeting down his face and he was shaking his head, fast, hands buried in his hair.
Jimmy had a hand on Romans shoulder, Jey with Seth, both looking at the phone in horror. Seth had clapped his hands over his ears and hunched over, shaking like a leaf. He was holding back screams and sobs. It felt like his heart was being ripped out! The agonised sound was ripping at his mind, making him press his hands tighter over his ears and shake his head faster. "No! I don't wanna hear it anymore! Please don't let them keep doing this!" he pleaded, sick to his stomach at as was happening. There was a frantic muffled banging "Dean!" yelled Dolph, muffled through wood and over the screaming, scared now. There was a slamming noise, rapid footsteps, someone yelped and a thump as something heavy hit the floor. Dean's screams cut off into pained whimpers that ripped at Seth's heart. "You- don't-fucking –touch- him!" Dolph snarled, a thump at each word.
Seth looked up "Someone's protecting him!" he thought, a small measure of relief hitting him. "He's not alone in there!" that thought was enough for Seth to calm himself to where he didn't have to hold back screaming at the top of his lungs for his brother. Shaking and sweating, Seth sat back, hands over his mouth. He was fighting hard not to vomit, his stomach clenching and roiling. "Dean won't give us up!" he realised, sickened "He'd rather take the pain than do that!" Seth knew Dean was used to physical pain, he had made a career out of it. Emotional pain, not so much. "Hunter and Steph have a knack for zeroing in on your biggest fears and ripping them open!" he thought, swallowing hard. "They did that with Dean and now they're using it to break him!" The sound of his brothers screams, even the memory of it made him think he was going to break apart. "I-I don't want to hear that ever again!" he thought, shaking his head and rocking slightly. He could see Roman calm a bit, but he was swaying slightly, a glazed look in his eye that made Seth nervous.
"That's enough! You! Grab him and get out!" Hunter roared. Seth, Roman and the twins flinched. Dolph yelped and a loud slam rang out. Shuffling, then "Dolph!" Dean whispered, sounding like he was in a lot of pain. "Dolph! W-wake u-up, man!" Dean said, louder, coughing. There was silence, except for Dolph gasping. "Don't think he's getting up any time soon!" Hunter snickered. "That's for sure!" Steph laughed. "Aw, Hunter look! Our Lunatic's trying to wake him up!" Steph laughed. Dean yelped as a slap echoed through the phone. Seth had flinched at the slap and tears flowed "What did he ever do to deserve being treated like that? What did we all do?!" he thought, shaking and tears flowing. "C'mon, baby. Let's deal with that phone call, then come back here. That was fun!" Steph said, their voices getting fainter.
The door slammed. "D-dean?! Are y-you ok? Talk to us, please!" Jimmy asked desperately, when no one else spoke. There was silence "Dean!" Roman snapped, terror in his voice. "D-dean, please a-answer us!" Seth begged him, terrified he was unconscious or worse! Seth's mind skittered away from that, fast. "N-no! He's ok! He's gotta be ok!" he thought, terrified. "R-roman, why isn't he a-answering?!" he asked frantically. Roman as staring wide eyed at the phone, a look of horror on his face as no one replied. "Dean!" he yelled, sounding close to losing it. "R-ro?" a weak voice said, confused. They all slumped back, so relieved no one spoke for a second. "He's speaking, he's still there!" he thought, reassuring himself. Seth took a shaky breath, trembling on the seat "Guys!" Dean said from the phone, panicked.
Roman shot forward, Seth and the twins all around him "W-we're here, Dean! W-w didn't leave you, man!" Roman said quickly. Dean huffed, relieved. "A-are you o-ok?" Seth said, wiping his tears as they fell. "Y-yeah, I'm ok" he muttered. "Dean, we're ten minutes out. Give us an hour, hour and a half at the most and we'll have you and Dolph away from them" Jimmy said gently. Dean sounded panicked "No! Don't! Roman, take Seth an' the twins an' fuckin' disappear! Pl-" The door slammed open and Dean stopped. Roman hunched down as a loud voice boomed out "Thought I heard you talking. Who're you talking to, Ambrose?!" a male voice snarled, footsteps approaching. "Oh god no!" Seth thought, heart in his mouth. "Speak up, asshole!" a smacking noise and Dean groaned.
"He hit him!" Seth thought, suddenly enraged. "Stand up!" he said and Dean chuckled "Does it look like I fuckin' can?!" he said, spitting. "I'll give you a hand than shall I?" he said. A rustle of clothing as they heard Dean being dragged to his feet, a weird clanking noise accompanying it. Dean bit back a scream and panted. A second's silence. "Well, what have we here? A cell phone! Who've you been talking to, Ambrose?" he spat, infuriated. "He found the phone!" Seth thought, so scared for Dean. Scuffling and choking sounds suddenly came from the phone, they all leaned forward, terrified Dean was being choked out! "Dean! Get rid ooff! of it!" Dolph yelled urgently, sounding like he was fighting.
A rustle and quick whispering "Ro, just take Seth an' the twins an' disappear! They can't get any of you! Don't give them the chance by comin' for us, ok? Please! Use the names I wrote down in my jacket pocket an' call the third person on it, ok? He'll help you to disappear!" Dean whispered, desperate. Dolph yelped and a thump. "Ro, look after them, ok? I-i'm sorry, guys. J-just go, please!" and he hung up the phone. "Dean -" Seth and Roman began, before he had hung up. "Dean!" Roman cried, picking up the phone. He dropped it when there was no reply, bent over his knees with his hands in his hair and shaking his head. "They made him beg!" Seth thought. "They fucked him up so much he begged us to run and leave him and Dolph!" Hearing how desperate they had made his brother and how Hunter had made him scream, Seth expected to feel like he was gonna be sick, cry and break down. Instead, he felt deadly calm, with a rising rage that made him nervous it was so strong.
Sitting there, he felt the rage rise more and more, remembering his screams and whimpers, the sound of him begging Dolph to wake up and that fucking note of fear in his voice that signalled how scared he really was! Sounds he had never heard the brawler make before. Staring a hole in the carpet, the desperate voice and the pleading tone he had used when begging them to leave him and Dolph were etched into his mind, only fueling the fire within him. "Since I've known him, I've never heard him like that!" he thought, anger ratcheting up "One day with them and he's fucking begging us to leave him?! Hell fucking no! Those fuckers think by taking him they have leverage over us?! We'll fucking show them what happens when they dare take and hurt a member of this fucking family!" Sliding from the car, he placed Kevin on the ground "They think they can fucking take one of us and expect the others to just wait around for them to reveal where they are?" he thought, anger steadying him.
Limping around to the back, Kevin at his heels, he threw open the trunk and rummaged for the bag Jake had retrieved from his house that morning. "Thank fuck Roman and Jey got me some clothes and stuff for my knee last night!" he thought, leaning in. He felt a rage bubbling in the pit of his stomach, the sounds of Dean screaming in agony fanning the flames. Dragging his bag from the back, he ripped it open, and pulled out the braces he used for physiotherapy. "Seth, what're you doing?" Jimmy asked, voice hoarse and shaky as he climbed back in. "Getting ready to go to war with these fuckers!" he spat, dragging his pants down, leaving him in his underwear. "What?!" Jey exclaimed, but he ignored him. "They fucking dared to take Dean, and are using what I did to break him. That's not fucking happening!" he snarled, dragging on his sturdiest brace. "I nearly destroyed him once and they are not finishing what I started! I won't fucking let them!" he thought, furious.
They all stared at him. "I don't fucking care!" he thought, brushing it off. "They want all three of us, right? Well, those fucks are gonna get us and we'll rip their fucking lives apart!" he bit out, slapping the brace. He pulled on a second one, over the first. Seth ignored the surprised looks on their faces. Seth checked he could walk and run a little. He usually hated this brace, it was uncomfortable and the second one on top made it worse. "Fuck that! I can walk without that crutch and even run a little! Doesn't matter if I lose the fucking leg now! Dean is what matters! And kicking Hunters teeth down his fucking throat!" he thought, lip twitching as he imagined doing just that. Striding back to the car, he looked at Roman who he could see was close to shutting down. He was pale and shaking. He had never seen him like this before, it was unnerving.
"I need to snap him out of it! First though, we need to make a plan! I can get the arenas blueprints online, so we can see what we're dealing with on that front" he thought. "AJ, Becky and Neville can help with pinpointing Dean's location. Jake is the only one who can fight as well as these guys, we'll need him to watch Dean and Dolph's backs while we get them away. Me and Roman can be the distraction, if that's a plan we agree on" He looked up "Ok, Jimmy, Jey. Go to this website and download the blueprints for the arena. It'll cost a bit, but it's worth it! Here's my card. We need to see where we're going" he said and wrote down the website address and his PIN number for them and passed over his credit card. They nodded and Jimmy pulled out his phone.
"One thing down!" he thought. "We'll need everyone for this. If we want to get them back, everyone's gotta be on the same page" looking at Roman, who was still in the car. "We'll need him for this" he thought. "I'll talk to Roman. Call me when you have it, ok?" he said and made his way over to the door. "How am I gonna do this?" he thought, nervous, twisting his hands on the edge of his hoodie. "Soft approach won't work on him, it'll just make him worse" "Wish me luck, Kev! Hopefully he won't attack me!" he whispered down to the little dog. Taking a deep breath, he opened Romans door "Roman, c'mon snap out of it!" he said, loudly. He didn't respond "Roman!" he snapped, crossing his arms. He saw the twins edging backwards, nervous. "Yeah?" he muttered. Seth sighed "You need to snap out of it, man. Dean needs us now and sitting here isn't helping!" he said, moving closer.
"I-I can't get his screams out of my head, Seth" he mumbled, wringing his shaking hands. Seth paused as heard him again, the pain in it making him weak kneed and his stomach heave. Horror crept up his spine "I know, I can't either. Hearing that.. it was horrific" he whispered, fighting back everything that made him want to collapse next to Roman and sob his heart out on his chest. "No! That won't help him now!" he thought, pushing it back. "I need to snap him out of the fog he's in, and fast!" he thought as he forced himself to think of the now and what he could do. "How, though?" He paused, mentally shrugged "Aren't you angry, though? At the people who did this to him and are holding him?" he said and Roman froze, eyes wide. "Got him!" he thought, nervous. Seth ignored the frantic hand signals from the twins.
"That we can't reach him now? That the only way we can get him back is to take these fuckers on and destroy everything they've ever owned?!" Seth spat, his fury slipping its leash for a minute. "That they fucking took him from us and are using him as fucking bait for us?" he snarled. Roman sat up and turned to him, the amount of fury and hate on his face making Seth back up a step. "Of course I'm fucking pissed, Seth!" he nearly screamed, sliding from the car and pacing. Seth could see he was struggling to control himself "I'm so fucking angry I could kill them both and the fucking League for what they did to him!" he yelled, kicking a stone into the trees, a quiet thonk! as it hit a tree. "Ok, I got him out of the car, now I gotta get him to focus" he thought, nervous. Seth observed him "Then use it. Channel it into planning and helping us to make sure we get him back, Roman! We'll need everyone we have before this is over" He came closer as Roman stopped, breathing heavy.
"It won't be easy to get them back. We need every single person for this" he said quietly "How, Seth? I can't… I keep hearing him scream!" he whispered, tears in his exhausted eyes. "They were hurting him and I wasn't there!" Seth put a hand on his shoulder "Do what I'm doing. Lock it away until you're face to face with the people who did this to him and us! Focus on the now, we can use that later when we catch up with them" he replied, gently. Roman seemed to calm "And we will catch up to them!" he snarled, kicking a trashcan across the yard. That seemed to calm him further "We will" Seth promised "And they won't know what fucking hit them! They think we were dangerous before they split us up? They have no fucking idea what they started when they attacked Dean!" Seth snapped, clenching his fists and glaring at the ground.
"Hunter is gonna wish he never even heard of any of us, once this is over! I'll personally make sure of it!" he thought, shoving his anger back onto its leash and locking it down. He looked up. There was a look of pure seething in the silver eyes that made him look terrifying, and Seth could see he was barely controlling it. "Yeah, Hunters gonna regret taking him" he thought, relived he had snapped him out of the mood he was in. "We'll get him and Dolph back, man" he said, holding out a fist to him. "Maybe he'll only do it if he initiates it?" he thought, nervous. Romans face seemed to soften a little as he saw the fist. "Hell yeah, we will" he replied, knocking his fist against Seth's, who smiled in relief. He still looked exhausted and near collapse, but a new fire seemed to have lit in him. "Thank god! We need him. Hunter will be wary of him and if nothing else, he can be an intimidation factor" he thought, he knew Roman was terrifying when he really snapped.
"C'mon, man, let's plan this and get Dean back" he said, heading back to the cars, Roman behind him. "Didn't he say that we should call the third person on his list?" Roman said quietly, voice hoarse. "Shit, yeah, he did!" Seth replied, shaking off why he told them to do that. "No! Focus! This is what we can do for him now!" he thought. Reaching the car, he pulled out Dean's jacket and placed Kevin back on the seat where he promptly fell asleep again. Rummaging through the pockets, he pulled out his list and un-crumpled it on the back of the car. Roman and Seth glanced down at the third name. "Shit! Why didn't we think of them?" Seth said, annoyed. "Because we had psychos on our ass" Roman replied, anger in his voice. "Look, he wrote down the cell phone numbers of each name! Thank fuck!" Seth said, relieved. "Roman, will you call them and ask if we can stay with them for a couple of days? Just until we sort out somewhere permanent to go to. They won't trust me, if I do" he said, handing the paper to Roman, who nodded. "Seth! We got the plans, man!" Jey called from the front of the car. Seth left Roman punching in their number and headed to the front of the car.
"Thanks, guys" he said, examining the blueprints. "Wish we had a bigger screen!" he thought, annoyed. "Ok, if I was them, I'd keep him away from everyone. Somewhere no one would go. Becky said it was somewhere in the back area of the arena" he muttered, swiping across the screen. They examined it for a couple of minutes. "How 'bout here?" Jimmy said, pointing out a spot at the very back of the arena. "Nah, see those markings? It's all pipes, too noisy and too hot and it's too far back" he replied, thoughtful. "But you're right about the back of the arena, Jimmy. Somewhere back there would be perfect, and it's where Becky and AJ were hiding out. It's like a maze back there!" he mused "If we're taking out the very back and the main corridors, that's still a big area" Jey said, frustrated. Seth sighed "Unless we know the exact hallway name or a map, we'd never find him in the time we'll have to get him!" he thought, annoyed.
"It's too big, we'd never find him without knowing exactly where he is!" he said, frustrated. Roman approached, an exasperated look on his face "How'd it go, Uce?" Jey asked, handing back Seth's credit card. "Good, I think" he replied. "You think?" Seth asked, curious. "Yeah. I called them and they were confused at first. I didn't say anything about what was happening, I mean it sounds crazy!" he said, placing his phone on the hood. "Yeah, it does!" Seth snorted and the twins snickered. "I told them D… he had been in the hospital and that we needed somewhere to stay for a couple of days. They're on their way here. They insisted on seeing him before they agreed to anything! I just told them to meet us at the front of the store and hopefully we can convince them we aren't crazy" he said in frustration.
"Shit!" the twins chorused. "Ok. We'll deal with them when they arrive, but for now, we continue on as if they aren't coming" he said "That could be useful, if they show up here. We'll have to tell them the truth, though. He's too clever to lie to. They wouldn't believe us over the phone, maybe seeing us in person will convince them? And AJ, Becky and Neville can back us up when they arrive" he thought, hoping they would help them. "Once we get them out, they mightn't be able to travel far and they live in this city! We need them to believe us!" Romans phone rang and Seth looked at it nervously "Could it be Dean?! I don't want to hear that again!" he thought, stomach in knots. Roman checked the id with shaking hands and shook his head "Its Jake" he said shakily in relief. "Hey Jake" he said as he answered and put it on speaker "Did you get AJ, Becky and Neville?" Seth asked, suddenly worried for them.
"Enough people are getting hurt because of us!" he thought, guilty. "I got AJ and Neville, but they took Lynch. She managed to call AJ before they got her and because of that, they got out of the building before they were caught too. Apparently, they were coming back into where AJ was hiding with Neville" he replied, grim. Shocked silence on Seth's end as they digested the news that another of their friends had disappeared. "We should have never asked her or Dolph for help!" he thought, guilt eating at him. "Shit, man! Where are you now?" Jimmy asked, shoulders sagging. "Still out the front of the store. I'm just checking for a tail now. We'll be back in a minute or so. It looks clear for now" he replied "Ok guys, let's go. Seth, we'll be there in a minute" and he hung up the phone. "Good, some of them got out" he thought, looking at the blueprints again. A minute later, they watched as Jake rounded the corner, talking to Neville and AJ quietly.
Seth immediately noticed how pale Neville looked and how angry AJ was. His face was shadowed by a baseball cap, he was clenching his jaw as he clutched a colourful bag in one hand. "Neville, you've met these guys before. AJ, you know Roman Reigns, that's Jimmy and Jey Uso and Seth Rollins. And Kevin is around here somewhere" Jake said, stopping in front of them. "Guys, AJ Styles and you know Neville" There was silence as AJ and the group observed each other. It was broken by Roman stepping forward and holding out a hand "Sorry about Becky, man. We should have gotten her out of there sooner. Same with you and Dolph" he said to Neville as AJ shook the hand. "We shouldn't have involved them on the first place!" Seth thought, hoping that they weren't being hurt, but knowing they probably were.
"N-not your fault, guys. If I could do this again, I would! Me and Dolph agreed to help, and we will!" he said, shaky, but determined. "Me and Becky, too!" AJ spoke, eyes flashing. Seth noticed he was tapping his phone off his thigh, a conflicted look on his face "What's he thinking?" he thought, eyeing him, wary. "I should tell Neville about Dolph's message" he thought, shifting restlessly as he thought of that phone call, the other part he was blocking making his insides clench in a mix of fear and anger. "Seth, what happened?" Jake asked, eyes focused on his face as he shifted. "Why is he so observant?" he thought, exasperated. "I don't wanna remember that!" He swallowed "Dean called" he said quietly, trying to block it out. "Ok. What did he say?" he asked slowly, seeming to sense danger as Roman got up and moved out of earshot, his face blank. "He said that… uh…." he stuttered, the sounds from the phone-call overwhelming him again.
AJ seemed to know what he was trying to say and his frown deepened as he watched Seth struggle to speak. "They hurt him, didn't they?" he asked gently, but his eyes were hard and full of fury. Seth nodded, head hanging down. "I-I never wanna hear him scream like that again" he said softly, the fragile door in his mind close to shattering as he remembered everything. Roman reappeared and put his arm around him and pulled him in. "Just breathe man. Lock it away, remember?" he murmured and Seth nodded, upset. "I'm sorry, Seth. They'll pay for what they did to him" Neville said, eyes glittering in his pale face as Roman released Seth. AJ and Jake nodded, their faces angry. "Dolph was with him, Neville" Jey said, smiling a little. "He was?!" he gasped "Is he ok? Did they hurt him?!" he burst out, a little colour re appearing.
Seth smiled, seeing it "He was talking, and he's protecting Dean, so he can't be hurt too much" he replied, smiling more. "He's protecting my brother. We owe him more than we can repay" Seth thought, sharing a glance with Roman, who nodded in agreement. "Thank god! That's my baby!" Neville said, tearfully, relief in his voice. "He gave us a message for you, too. Wanna hear it?" Jimmy asked, smirking now. Neville's eyes were wide "Yeah! What did he say?" he asked breathlessly. "He told us to tell you he was ok and that he wanted to finish the discussion you had in the car at the hospital" Jey said, curious. "He said that?!" Neville sputtered out, face going red as he laughed. "The little asshole!" he muttered, red faced. "Why? What does that mean? What discussion?" Jimmy asked, Jey listening intently from his side.
"Here we go" Seth thought, a small smile on his face. The twins would harass Neville until he spilled the secret. The smile faded as he realised Dean would have been right in there as well, asking annoying questions until he spilled it. Roman put a hand on his back and knew he was feeling the same. Trying to distract himself, Seth saw AJ setting the bag from his hand on the hood of the car and rummage in it. He headed over, Jake and Roman beside him. "What's with the bag, man?" he asked, tiredly "Not your style" He snorted "That's cos this is Becky's bag. Mines on my back" he replied, showing them a black backpack on his back. "She asked me to make sure you guys get her book. Hang on a second" he said and continued rummaging around. "What book?" Seth thought, confused "How can a book help us?" "Got it!" he exclaimed, pulling out a bright orange notebook and flicking through it.
"She wanted you guys to see her notes and the map she drew, it shows the positions of all the guards she was able to watch and where Dean is" he said, opening the book on a page and handing it over. Seth took it and looked at it, his mouth falling open. "This is amazing! This could be the difference in getting him out!" he thought, elated. It was a hurriedly sketched map of the back corridors of the arena, red dots showing where guards were posted and Dean's anarchy symbol in the upper hand corner. "Is that where Dean, Becky and Dolph are?" he asked shakily, aware of Roman and Jake looking over his shoulders. He could feel Romans glare "Yeah, that's where they're keeping him" AJ replied. Seth glared at the little room on the map and pulled out his phone and matched Becky's maps with the arena blueprints. Jake took the book and looked at it closely, flicking through the other pages quickly and focusing on the descriptions of the guards that Becky had jotted down as he walked towards the cars.
"I can lead you there when we get in there" AJ said. "Are you sure?" Roman asked. He nodded, confidently. "We owe you, Becky, Dolph and Neville so much for doing this, man" Seth said, so grateful that they had decided to help them. "Without them, we'd have no idea where he was or how the place is laid out. They saved him, not me and Roman" he thought, so happy Dean and Roman had friends that were willing to risk everything for Dean. AJ opened his mouth to reply when - "Um, guys? Where's Jake going?" Jimmy asked, seeing Jake running for the back of one of the cars, focused on the underside of it "Roman!" he yelled, signalling to cover the other side of the car. "Jake? What's going on?" he called to him, worried. He didn't answer as Roman ran, hearing the urgency in his voice and did as he asked.
AJ went to Jake, while Neville went to Roman. The twins hung back and watched with Seth. "What the hell is going on?!" he said, confused. The twins shrugged "No idea, man" Jimmy replied, watching intently. "Uce!" Jey cried, pointing to a black figure shimmying out from under the front bumper of the car where the four men couldn't see him. Seth stared, shocked until the fury kicked in "That's one of the fuckers who helped take Dean!" he thought, hatred running through him. Seth snarled and moved forward, but the twins shoved him back "Stay here, Uce! You can't risk an injury now!" Jey whispered. Seth ground his teeth, hating he was right and watched as Jimmy and Jey ran and tackled the figure, bringing him to the ground. "Jake! Roman!" Seth yelled, pointing to the front of the car "He's there!" The twins and the figure rolled, the figure a blur as he flung punches, kicked, bit, desperate to get away as he heard Seth call out.
Jumping to his feet just as Roman rounded the car, he ran for the side of the building that led to the car park. "Shit!" Seth thought, moving towards him, determined to not let him get away. Before he reached him, Jake tackled him, a flash of steel appearing as he did. "Yes! Go Jake!" Seth thought, scooping up Kevin and backing away quickly. Jake rolled back and sprang to his feet "Guys, he has a knife. Back off, ok?" Jake said calmly. "Let me handle this one" "Shit! Of course he has a fucking knife!" he thought, his fury begging him to attack the fucker in front of him. "Seth! Back off" Jake said, eyes flicking to his waist. Seth looked and saw a gun grip peeping out. "Shit! He could pull that if too many come at him at once! He only pulled the knife because he thinks he can take Jake!" he thought, alarmed, backing off.
Seth could see Roman grit his teeth as he stared in hatred at the black clad man, but allowed AJ and Neville to drag him back as far as the twins. "Seth, go to Roman" Jake said, not taking his eyes off of him. He did and he saw Jake pull his own hidden knife. "One chance, man. Put the knife down and kneel. We won't hurt you unless you attack us" He snorted "Yeah right. Hand over Rollins and Reigns and I won't say anything about the rest of you to the Mcmahons" he said, eyes flicking over the men in the clearing quickly, focusing on Seth. "That's not happening" Jake snapped. "We'll see, asshole" he replied and flung something at Jake who dodged it. A thud as a small knife embedded itself in the dirt where Jake was standing a second before.
"They have fucking throwing knives?!" Seth thought, pissed. Before it landed, he was moving and pounced on Jake, who kicked him back into the store wall and backhanded him, hard. "Give it up! You're not gonna win" he said calmly. "Wanna bet?" the guard asked, smirking as he launched himself off the wall and cracked Jake across the face, knocking him back a couple of steps. Roman moved to help, but Seth pulled him back and explained about the gun. Roman frowned, but stayed back. The guard approached, Jake swept his feet from underneath him and he fell with a thud, and Jake was on him in a flash. Knife forgotten, he hit him again and again, until the guard threw him off and reached for his knife in the dirt. Jake, seeing him reach for it, stamped on his hand and dragged him up and flung him into the wall.
He turned and ran at Jake. Seeing him coming, he waited and slammed his knee into his face with a crunch. Dragging him up, he slammed him back onto the wall "Roman, AJ, hold his arms on the wall" Jake spat, blood running from his lip. They did and Jake searched him, removing a gun, two more knives, four small throwing knives and two clips of ammunition for the gun, as well as his vest, belt, earpiece, radio and shoes. "Why'd he take his shoes and belt?" he thought, curious. Seth had watched, concerned, but not worried. He knew Jake could handle himself in a fight. He was watching the black clad man "He's about Jakes size, and Jake is the only one The Authority doesn't know" he thought, the beginnings of a plan forming.
"All the ways into the arena are gonna be guarded against us, but to another guard?" Leaving the twins and Neville to watch over Roman and AJ, Seth hurried to the back of the car, Kevin at his heels as his mind was going a mile a minute. Placing the little dog on the trunk, he pulled Becky's notebook to him and checked the blueprints, he checked to see if his idea should work. "It just might! A lot will ride on luck and if Jake actually manages his part, I think we can do it!" he thought, excited. "Think I got it Kev!" he whispered, elated. "Kev?" he asked looking around, alarmed. "Where'd he go?" he thought, worried "He was right next to me!" Hearing barking, he rounded the car and froze as he saw Kevin barking at the man and woman who stood frozen, eyes fixed on the bloody man at the feet of Jake and Roman. "Roman?" the man said, unnerved "What the hell?!"