Fastlane arrived and in the locker room, Dean had his dad wrapping his hands for him and could tell that his dad was nervous. Hunter finished and was about to get up when Dean stopped him to cause a small laugh to leave the man on his son not needing to get in his head to know he was nervous about the match.

"I just worry about Lesnar hurting you. I know you are a talented wrestler, but still you're my youngest and I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

"It's okay dad. Rome will have my back and I'll have his out there tonight." Dean assured as he pulled his leather jacket with a sweat jacket on.

"Dean, has Lesnar been doing anything serious to mess with your head?"

"No. He tries to bad mouth you, but I don't believe any of what he says."

"Okay. Good luck out there my little lunatic." Hunter hugged his son before sending him out of the locker room.

"Uncle Dean!"

Joelle came rushing over to hug her uncle who lifted her up into his arms to laugh as she tried to play with his damp bangs. Never once did Joelle ever act tense around her uncle who could transfer memories through skin contact and it made Dean always happy when he received one of her many cute ones of playing with her dad or grandparents.

"How can I help you?" Dean asked as he began walking down the hallway.

"I want you to win." she claimed.

"You do. What about your dad?"

"I want you to."

"Okay, I'll try to win. If I don't, I owe you a playdate with Renee."

"Yay."

It was clear that the little girl loved to play with Renee who has assisted Dean multiple times with babysitting. Sometimes Joelle would make them have a fake wedding where Dean and Renee get married and it always has the girl excited on thinking that one day they would. As Dean reached the curtain, he saw Seth and his mom by there and quickly handed his niece over to her other uncle.

"Uncle Seth." Joelle hugged the middle brother's neck.

"Come here you little princess." Stephanie took her granddaughter since Seth was having a small issue with his powers and might end up phasing his hands which could result in Joelle being dropped.

"I'm a princess."

"And my sons are princes." Stephanie kissed Dean on the cheek as good luck. "Behave yourself out there."

"I'll be a DX angel." Dean promised right as his music played and he headed out.

The boy slipped in the ring and stood ready to go for the match as he then heard Roman's music for his older brother to come down to the ring. Both boys stood together in the ring just needing to wait for the third in the triple threat to come out. When Brock Lesnar made his way down to the ring with Heyman following him, he glanced in the ring seeing the two sets of eyes identical to Hunter's on him. Though suddenly one set changed to be ones very familiar to Brock and he felt himself think of a little boy scared of the men in scrubs that would mistreat him all because they thought him dangerous with the powers he possessed. A little boy who found comfort in someone who had once wished to possess the mental powers of that child, but instead found himself caring for him and planning to get him away from the mistreatment.

"Brock." Paul called to get his client to go back to focusing on the match.

Soon Brock got in the ring without taking his eyes off the two brothers waiting for the match to start. After introductions were made, the ref signaled for the bell to be rung and the match began with Brock going straight for Dean to put the boy in a corner. Expected was Roman coming over to help his baby brother and when Brock got Roman off he turned to deliver a grazing forearm to Ambrose's face to knock him off the apron. From the contact of Brock's skin to Dean's cheek, a memory was transferred to the boy.

Slowly Brock entered the sterilized room where a little boy sat trapped in a straightjacket and collar to prevent him from using his powers. At fear filled eyes meeting Brock's own, he found his plan of taking the boy's powers just vanish. Instead he felt worried on how this boy could survive from the mistreatment he was receiving and how his parents could just abandon him to this fate at such a young age.

Dean shook his head as he forced himself to file away the memory and quickly got back in the ring to go help his brother. He hit Lesnar who just turned around to face him and easily shoved the boy across the mat, but Dean did not plan on staying down. Getting back to his feet, he got crashed into by a forearm to slam him down on the mat and again memories of Brock with the little boy transferred to him.

"Good. It's working." Brock whispered at seeing the memories having transferred to the boy.

"What do you want with my brother?" Roman asked as he got shoulder slammed into by the beast.

"Only for him to remember what your father stole from him." Brock spat as he never could stop seeing Hunter and Stephanie when he looked at the oldest boy.

Brock knew exactly why Roman looked the way he does and it was pretty simple in his opinion. The boy's body is supposed to be dominate and so all his traits had to reflect that so he got his mom's genetics for dark hair, his dad's for tanned skin, both his parents' height, his dad's build, but had to receive the eyes of his dad that were dominate not in color, but in strength held in them. Many thought Hunter had the boy with someone else than Stephanie, but Brock knew this boy was full percent his parents.

After being given a German Suplex, Roman heard Heyman taunting at him as he tried to shake off the pain the move left in him. He hid his own smirk at being told not to counter Brock's move from Dean through the mental bond. Off the turnbuckle, Dean delivered a missile dropkick to Brock's back to send the beast on his knees. When Dean tried to suplex Brock, he found his powers were not allowing him to hover the beast and he realized how much stronger his dad and brothers really were compared to him. Brock turned to now have Ambrose trapped in his arms clearly amused at the boy's attempt to suplex him.

"You aren't that strong yet with your powers and will just hurt yourself if you try." Brock informed him right before doing a belly to belly that sent Dean laying on the mat.

Problem for Brock was that when he had one brother down, the other would assist to keep him off them. He realized that these brothers truly were tough when together and had been trained well by their parents and family on being like that. Roman snatched Brock by the ankle to drag him out of the ring and was going to smash him into a barricade, but Brock reversed it to have the boy go into the barricade. Turning around to face the ring, Brock easily caught Dean when the boy attempted a suicide dive and sighed on how this boy felt too light for the weight they announced him as. He tossed the boy back to have Dean land on his head and it seemed to make the bond affected as both Roman and Dean looked stunned by it.

"Ambrose, inhaler." the ref forced the boy to do since they did not need that added on in the match.

Brock moved away to allow the ref to give Ambrose his inhaler and to get him to take some puffs from it. He may be versing the boy, but understood how dangerous his lungs closing up could be for him that he's witnessed before when no one cared to monitor that. Keeping on Roman, Brock delivered a few german suplexes to the boy before giving an F-5. When he attempted a cover, Brock had it broken by Dean jumping on him and he expected nothing less from the boy. A small smirk was given to the boy who had grown up so much in his opinion, but still was very young in what he had to learn about himself.

"One second." Dean whispered with a finger up to the beast.

Slow Dean was in getting to his feet with a little help with his powers to lift himself and he took a step forward to give a hard slap to Brock in the face. The slap reminded Brock that not only would Hunter be seen in this boy, but Stephanie too who sadly deserved none of what she had to deal with that her husband caused. Knees lightly hit the boy as Brock did not plan on causing the boy to bleed since he had no need of the boy's blood to win a match when himself was talented enough of a wrestler to do it on his own. He tossed the boy across the mat who then stayed on his knees to get a light beating from the beast that included a few german suplexes. About to give an F-5 to Dean when Brock turned to receive a spear from Roman that had Dean dropping on the mat and the youngest rolled out of the ring to the floor.

'Did you have to let him drop me?' Dean asked through the mental bond.

'Sorry for saving you from an F-5 runt.' Roman laughed right before he gave a superman punch to Lesnar.

The beast rolled out of the ring to prevent the oldest boy from going for a cover on him and a sigh left Roman. He saw Brock near the steps and Roman ran onto them to jump off with expecting to land a superman punch, but instead got caught on Lesnar's shoulders to be set up for an F-5. Before Brock could try to catch sight of where Dean had gone, he received a low blow from behind from the youngest in the match. The boys could hear Heyman whining about the low blow, but it was perfectly legal in the match and the ref reminded the advocate of that. Roman gave a smirk to his baby brother over him being too much like their dad sometimes and Dean stood to start clearing the announce table with his brother joining in. Together the boys gave a powerbomb to Lesnar through the announce table that should leave the match just between the two brothers.

"I warned you." Dean whispered to his brother right before kicking him in the gut and tossing him into the steel steps.

Soon the two brothers were in the ring and Dean was grazing into his brother's thoughts to know exactly what moves to do on the older. Climbing to the top rope, Dean jumped off to give a diving elbow and went for a cover, but Roman got his shoulder up.

"Don't slow down runt." Roman coached the youngest.

Punches went between the brothers and soon Roman was back on the mat from a rebound lariat from Dean. As Dean pushed himself up, he felt the thoughts of Lesnar and glanced out of the ring to notice the beast was getting up.

'Rome.'

Knowing they had to stop fighting each other for second, the two boys together went back at Lesnar who was stumbling. They used their powers together to send the beast into the barricade and Dean cleared off the other announce table. Another powerbomb was given to Lesnar through an announce table and Roman guided his brother to begin burying the beast with the table pieces. Dean felt a tap on his arm before a punch slammed into his jaw from Roman and the two brothers were at each other once again. Problem was that both boys knew each other too well with their moves and it made them easy with reversing or countering them. When Dean landed a dirty deeds to Roman, he immediately covered his brother with hope that it was enough to have himself to going wrestlemania to verse their dad for the title. Only it was enough and his brother got his shoulder up to keep the match going. Dean was going to do dirty deeds for a second time, but got countered and put on his brother's shoulder. Neither one had realized Lesnar had gotten up before it was too late and he german suplexed Roman with Dean still on the oldest boy's shoulders. It stunned Dean enough with him rolling out of the ring and left only Roman and Brock in the ring. A spear was delivered to Lesnar by Reigns and the boy went for the cover, but a kimura lock got locked in on him that had him immediately in pain.

'Dean!'

Roman would not allow himself to tap and he used his strength get to his knees while lifting Lesnar up to be hanging off his arm. He was relieved to see his brother arrive in the ring with a steel chair in hand that Dean smashed into the beast's back that got Lesnar off the oldest and few more shots were given to the man.

"Remember how he treated you." Brock whispered at Dean for the boy feel memories flash through his mind.

"You're weak Dean."

"Go away runt, we don't need you around."

"Cry baby. That's all you do is cry to mommy and daddy."

Something clicked in Dean at hearing those words and he stopped hitting Brock to slam the chair hard into Roman's back. He then stopped after a few hits to begin hitting Brock with anger on the man for making him attack his brother with the chair. Turning around, Dean was slammed hard into by a spear by his brother that gave Roman the victory.

'What have I have done?' Dean thought as he rolled off the apron.

He could not believe that he attacked his brother with a chair and found himself feeling sick to his stomach. The boy headed backstage to allow his brother to enjoy the win and Roman was confused on the silence over the bond from his baby brother. Before he could try talking to Dean over the bond, their dad's music began playing and Triple H came out to stand in the ring facing his oldest son. Hunter knew something was wrong with how Dean just left the ring and decided to go see if Roman knew what was wrong. Identical eyes met as Triple H held the title up a little before he sent the boy to go clean up since he would be driving himself, Joelle, and Dean back to the hotel. As Hunter watched his son head up the ramp, he heard Lesnar coming up behind him and just ignored the beast.

"You don't deserve him." Brock quietly spat as they both got backstage.

"Excuse me?" Hunter turned to face the beast.

"I know exactly the type of father you are, king of kings." Brock stood looking Hunter right in the eyes.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Hunter asked as he was grateful the hallway they were in was empty of anyone. "Did taking too many head shots in UFC affecting your brain or something?"

"You pretend to care about him, but I know the truth. You locked him away in that mental hospital to stop having to deal with a unique child afraid of the powers he possessed. Then when you realized how much your wife was hurting, you played hero and got him out of the horrible place you put him in."

"I never sent Dean to that hospital. The whole year he was in there, I felt like a total failure as a father on not being able to stop them. Finally, the guilt ate too much away at me and there were only two options that could be made. I made the one that would cause my wife, sons, and family no more pain. Don't ever claim that I wanted him to be there since I would make a deal with the devil himself to have that year he was back."

"Then why lock away his powers once he was back if you didn't fear them?" Brock asked as Heyman was approaching.

"For my sons to live normal lives and I admit that choice was the wrong one to make." Hunter then began heading in the direction of his sons' locker room.

He reached it to see both his sons having showered and changed into obviously their pajamas since they planned to crash once at the hotel. Stephanie was already inside holding Joelle while Roman made sure everything of his and hers was packed.

"Renee can't wait for your playdate." Dean told his niece as she gave him a hug.

"Can we play wedding?"

"Sure thing." Dean agreed.

"Drive safe. If you at all feel like you're too tired to drive during the trip, call us and we'll come get you." Stephanie ordered Roman who immediately assured her he would if needed.

The two boys got their bags before heading out of the locker room and Stephanie noticed something off with her husband. She gave him a glance to see him just watching the boys like he was afraid of them vanishing into thin air right before his eyes. When to the car, Roman got Joelle in her carseat while Dean with assistance of his powers loaded their gear bags and Joelle's bag of things to keep her busy into the car.

"We should have had this be our ride along episode. Me, you, Joelle in the car would have been the best one."

"Just the two of us would have been enough. It was bad enough that Joelle gave Seth a hard time about going to bed." Roman reminded as he got in the driver's seat as Dean decided to sit in the back with his niece.

After the short drive to the hotel, Roman lifted an already fast asleep Joelle out of the car and was thankful to Dean in assisting him in getting the bags. Together they headed up to Roman's hotel room with Dean dropping the bag on the chair near the door and began heading for his own room. On the way, he dug around bag for his room key to find it and opened the door about to head in. Before he could react, the boy got shoved forward from behind to land on his stomach and was a little stunned. He turned onto his back wanting to see who had shoved him and ended up with someone wearing a ski mask on top of him. Whoever it was noticed Dean about to shout for possible help and pressed his hand into the boy's throat to prevent a sound from coming out of him.

"Help." Dean weakly said that himself barely heard.

"Looks like you got no one coming slut." the masked person claimed.

Dean struggled against the person as he realized this who it was and feared what would be done to him. He was about to call to his brothers and parents over the mental bond, but had his head smashed back against the floor to daze him enough to be unable to do that. As he was fully stunned, he felt something go on his wrists to keep him unable from moving them apart and then a hand went to the end of his shirt.

"Looks like you got no one slut. Did you actually believe it was all over?"

Weak struggles came from Dean as he refused to allow what the person planned to be done to him. He got a sharp slap across the face to feel blood leaking into his mouth and found his panic making his powers not work. Before the person could continue with what they had planned, he was yanked off Dean and thrown out of the room. Into view came Brock Lesnar kneeled over Dean who was confused on why the beast was there.

"Can you hear me?" Brock asked the boy as he broke the cuffs off Dean's wrists and received a nod as an answer. "Okay."

Gently Brock lifted Dean up to lay him down on the bed and then started looking at where the boy had been slapped. There was a red mark already there that did not look too serious in Brock's opinion. When he noticed Dean was shaking, Brock rushed over to the mini fridge where he knew there was some soda inside. He forced the boy to sit up and take some sips of the soda in hope that it would calm him down a little.

"Why?" Dean asked.

"You've had enough done to you. No reason for anymore to be."

"Who is that little boy in your memories?" Dean asked as he made himself stop shaking.

"A little boy who need a savior. Now you had a long match and someone just tried to attack you, get some rest."

"His name?"

"Maybe I'll tell you his name one day." Brock suggested before leaving the room.

Dean pulled his knees to his chest with unshed tears in his eyes over what had almost happened to him for a third time. He rushed to the bathroom about to get sick when he stopped himself to realize he could not allow himself go back to the way he was after the first and second times. Taking a deep breathe, Dean headed back to the bed and took a sip of the soda to settle his nerves and laid down with the blankets over him. Memories of good times with his family gave him comfort, but a few times the ones he transferred from Lesnar of him with the little boy snapped in.