Dean woke up the next morning to the smell of cooked food. He stretched before standing and walking towards the kitchen, rubbing his eyes. Brie was in her underwear, wearing his tshirt as she made breakfast. He leaned against the wall and watched her.
There was nothing more beautiful, and he hoped he got to spend the rest of his life waking up and getting these moments.
She finished and turned.
"Oh hey, sorry if I woke you. Just got hungry", she said, showing him the plates.
"Looks good, and I'm not talking about the food", he replied.
She blushed. He walked over and kissed her.
"Thank you for making breakfast", he whispered.
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
"You're welcome", she replied.
As the weekend came, Shane had informed Roman that he didn't need to worry about buying golf clubs, apparently the club he went too supplied you with some.
"So we don't actually have to know how to golf, right?", Dean asked for the hundredth time.
"No, just talk me up to clients", Roman replied.
Dean sent him a thumbs up. He had invited Dean, Seth, Corey, and Elias.
"Is that the jet? Damn", Corey said.
Roman noticed how it had the name of the company on the side. Once they got off the car, a man in a suit waved.
"Roman Reigns?", he asked.
Roman raised his hand and stepped forward.
"Great, Mr. McMahon will be meeting you in New York", he said.
Roman nodded as they got on the jet. A woman was in the back fixing the drinks and food onto a tray. They each took up a seat before the jet took off.
"Man, still smells like new", Seth said.
"Let's try not to stain anything", Roman said, feeling the leather seats.
The guys agreed.
Brie had taped up the first box, setting it on her bed. Writing clothes on it. She neatly folded his band tshirts as Diana walked in. Brie smiled at her.
"Oh man, my brother was obsessed over his band tshirts.", Diana said, lifting one to her nose.
"I know, they still smell like him", Brie said.
"You know, my mom can make these into quilts. You can give one to Leah and the other to Luis", Diana suggested.
"That sounds like a good idea. They would love it", Brie said.
Diana put the shirts into a smaller box. Her brother had a lot of them.
"So, how are things with Dean?", Diana asked.
Brie sighed happily and Diana smiled.
"That good huh", Diana said.
"Honestly yes, he is so good with the kids and he helps around the house. He helped cook dinner the other night", Brie said.
"Do you guys still sleep in the guest room?", Diana asked.
"Yeah, I just, I don't feel good about bringing Dean into this room.", Brie said.
"And that is understandable, I'm sure Dean understands too", Diana said.
"He does. I was thinking of asking Roman if he can make the guest room into the new master bedroom. Make this room the guest room or move Leah into it", Brie said.
"Or a future child", Diana said.
Brie giggled.
"Maybe", she nodded.
"Roman would be happy too", Diana said.
Brie walked back into the closet and pulled down a small box, it slipped out of her hands and it fell to the floor.
"Brie, you okay?", Diana asked.
"Yeah, just a box slipped", she replied, wiping her dust filled hands on her jeans.
She bent down to pick everything up. Stopping when a few letters from the hospital caught her eyes. They were addressed to Victor.
She opened the box better. More letters inside, except these were handwritten and there was one for each of their friends, including his sister.
"D", Brie called.
Diana walked into the closet. Brie stood and lifted the letters.
As soon as they landed in New York, there was a driver waiting.
"Wow, they really go all out", Dean chuckled.
"Something is wrong, I can feel it.", Roman mumbled.
"Gut feeling?", Elias asked.
Roman nodded.
"Let's just make up some excuse and leave. I don't care if we have to take back an airplane. Something is tripping me out too", Corey whispered.
"Gentlemen, Mr. McMahon is waiting on you", the driver said, opening the car door.
Roman stepped forward. He had to know what this gut feeling was. The guys followed.
"Is this your first time in New York?", the driver asked.
"No, we've all been here before", Seth replied.
The driver nodded.
"Shane must really like you guys if he invited you into the club", the driver chuckled.
"Why would you say that? It's just golfing", Dean said.
The driver laughed harder.
"Its not just golfing, you'll see when you get there", the driver said.
He pulled into this huge building out of the city. No name on it, cars just like theirs parked across in the empty lot.
"Just walk in and give your name to the guy by the elevator. I'm going to park and wait for you guys in the lobby with the other drivers", their driver said.
Roman nodded and they got off.
"The gut feeling getting more intense?", Dean asked.
Roman nodded.
"As much as I don't want to be here, something is telling me I should.", he replied.
"Alright, let's make a pact. If we notice anything shady, we leave.", Seth whispered as they walked in.
The guys nodded, agreeing. The man by the elevator smiled at them.
"Roman Reigns", Roman said.
The man looked on his tablet and nodded.
"Go on in", he said.
Once in the elevator, it went up. They could see the view. When it finally stopped, the doors opened.
Loud music hit their ears along with some weird smell. Their jaws dropped open when their eyes caught the half naked women. Some men were even getting blow jobs out in the open as other men watched.
"Holy fuck", Dean almost shouted.
"We should go", Roman said, reaching for the button.
Before he could press it, Shane spotted him.
"Hey, come on in", he shouted.
He pulled Roman out of the elevator, the guys followed.
"Welcome to the golf club gentlemen", he chuckled.
Dean pushed himself between Shane and Roman. He could tell his friend did not like that Shane was still holding onto him.
"Come on, I need to explain this to you guys", Shane said.
They followed him towards the back. Once inside the room, the music was drowned out by the closing of the door.
"As you've seen, golfing is an excuse to come here. I mean, there are clients here", Shane explained.
"I am really uncomfortable with this. I have a wife, we all have wives", Roman said.
Shane nodded.
"I did too at one point, but let's get serious. Sex is few and far, only when they want to give it. Then when they are pregnant, sex is off the table completely", Shane said.
"And I'm okay with that", Roman said.
"She doesn't have to know, no one here is telling. You don't have to have sex with anyone of them. There are other options on the menu", Shane chuckled.
"Options?", Dean asked.
Shane nodded and smirked.
"I see one of you is curious", he said.
Dean really wasn't, but he has heard about a few of these where the girl is underage or sex trafficking took place.
"You can get your dick sucked, fucked, or you can watch. Tall or short. Blonde or brunette.", Shane said.
Dean nodded.
"And if you are really good, you'll get a turn at dessert", Shane winked.
That made Roman very uncomfortable. So uncomfortable he wanted to run.
"Like ice cream?", Dean played dumb.
Shane chuckled.
"No, not ice cream. Freshly picked fruit, if you catch my drift", Shane winked.
"We should go", Elias whispered.
Roman nodded.
"Youngest fruit is ten, but if you like younger, we can find it for you", Shane said.
Dean sent a look to Roman. He knew his friend was going to want to help these girls.
"Well gentlemen, enjoy. Dessert is later tonight", Shane said, walking the men back into the main room.
"I feel dirty just standing here", Corey said.
Roman nodded.
"I texted Brie to call the police. Also to let them know that we are innocent and didn't know a damn thing about this", Dean said.
"Good. Let's just watch our backs", Roman said.
Before Brie could open the letter with her name on it. She got a text from Dean.
It was a voice recording. She realized it was Shane. The things he was saying made her sick to her stomach. She was glad she never let him near her kids.
"Was that, Shane?", Diana asked.
Brie nodded. She got another text from Dean asking her to call the police.
She did and let them know she had proof and a confession. She also let them know that the guys didn't have anything to do with it.
The guys had gone over to the bar and ordered just water.
"We give it five more minutes, then we use an excuse that we have to go. No way in hell am I waiting for "dessert"," Seth said.
The guys agreed.
"Let's just go now, I can say Diana isn't feeling well", Roman said.
Before they could find Shane, the elevator opened and so did the stair doors. Cops. The guys looked at each other. A few of the gentlemen sitting in a corner, stood and pointed guns.
"What the fuck", Shane said to them.
"Undercover police asshole", one of the men shouted.
They walked over to them.
"Get down", the shouted.
The guys listened. One of the men leaned over.
"Don't worry, it's just for show", he whispered.
They were relieved it was. Brie must have let them know. Dean smiled.
