A/N Way over due for updates here.

Wifi issues here prevented me from uploading sooner plus reading and reviewing other peoples stories too so I am so behind on that too. Plus school started for my two teen boys so we were busy getting ready for that while making sure the last of everything for our oldest daughter moving was all good. Plus work has been busier too which is good but not good for writing time.

So I have two chapters almost ready to go here and I have been working on this story more while still not being able to upload so I have more for you than I planned to and I hope you like. Getting exciting and climactic. Plane crash coming...I will post one now and the other later today.

Eager to know what you think...

I helped Roman slowly down the aisle to the back and paused every few steps, for him to lean his hand on the head rests as we passed them letting him take as long as he needed to. I saw him look down at me as I held the gun now aimed at Miz ahead of us and I caught his gaze and smiled up at him.

Roman's arm was draped over my back, his weight heavy on me but I wanted to take as much of it as I could to help put as little pressure on him walking as possible. I knew everything must hurt from how much Miz had beaten him.

He bent his head to me, his hair falling all down his shoulders and framing his face and mouthed 'I'm okay.' I smiled at him and nodded.

I caught Miz turn then and saw him looking at us and my eyes snapped up to his and I literally hissed out and motioned with the gun for him to keep going. He glared at me and turned on his heel and stalked forward.

Roman slumped slightly against the next seats and dropped his forehead to the cushioned head rest. I ran my fingers through his hair and rubbed my palm down his back.

"You can make it. Just a little further Roman and you can lie down, " I soothed him and bent my head closer to his.

I heard him breathing heavier and saw him nodding. "That sounds amazing Sara." And with that he pushed himself up, groaned and stood fully upright. He stepped forward quicker with one foot in front of the other faster and I scrambled to keep up and keep my weight under him in case he lost his balance.

I saw Miz's staring again, the bastard was even smirking at Roman's groaning and I glared him down another time. Damn it I wished he was the one that had been fucking shot, after what he had done to me and Roman. The ass kept laughing under his breath at Roman's pain and I could have screamed I felt so upset.

I just wanted to make everything better or different or just not hurt at all for him. He was fighting so hard, just freaking walking and the damn guard was enjoying this. We still had more than half the plane to go and Roman already looked exhausted.

I pulled on his arm and led him to sit down in the seat right beside him. We had made it half way through the main cabin, past first class but not the curtain to coach where all the other cons were chained up. Still beyond that was the bathrooms and the area where there was space for him to lie down and where the locked cabinet with all the good drugs was.

Miz saw me stop and just rolled his eyes and tapped on his watch like he was getting impatient. I just glared at him again. Like he had anywhere more important to be. "Shut up Miz and sit your ass down." I leveled the gun up again and waved it at him.

I could see Roman panting heavily at my side and I moved my one palm to stroke it down his cheek and smiled softly at him. He leaned into my hand and closed his eyes and I hated having to pull my hand back from him at all and any comfort he was getting from me.

But I tossed Miz the cuffs that had been on Roman and he caught them and looked up at me in surprise. I was grinning at him nodding slowly. "Oh yeah...cuff yourself to the chair Miz...now. "

He looked from the chair to me and back. "What the hell for?"

I was pissed and spewing it out, seeing Roman so weak and hardly able to walk was making me just so livid right now knowing the stupid ass in front of me cause all his pain, or most of it. I remember Rusev was there too beating him.

"I don't need to give you a fucking reason? I am the one with the damn gun here!" I yelled back at him.

Miz cursed at me and I watched him reluctantly cuff his wrist and the second he did walked bravely forward and stood in front of him. I laid the gun down and moved over his arms and legs patting him down and making for damn sure he did not have any more keys on him at all and could free himself.

I saw him grinning down at me and I made a yuck face that I even had to touch him at all and practically spit at him. I tied up my blouse tightly over my bra, hiding myself as much as I could with what he had already done ripping my shirt apart before.

"In your dreams Miz. That is the only place anything will ever happen between us," I spat out at him watching him lick his lips at me. I slammed his head into the arm rest beside him, and grinned that he came back with blood dripping from his eye brow and he cried out like a little girl.

I continued to search him and found another set of keys in his pockets and my treasured medicine cabinet keys too. "Ah ha ha!" I said happily and pulled back and shoved him back down in the seat.

Looking up I saw Roman leaned over in the seat, watching me and smiling back and I knew he was damn proud. My man could hardly stand and was slouched over just to catch his breath in the seat close by but I was protecting us and keeping him safe. I grinned back at him too my smile spread all the way across my face and mouthed another 'I love you' to him.

He fought more pain I could see all over his face just to smile back at me and I saw him cough and struggle to breath more again but pushing through and smiled again and I was in so much awe. He was so so strong.

My heart hurt to even turn away from him now and face our enemy but I had needed to search Miz for keys to protect us. It was worth the time it took and I had found some that he could have used to get the upper hand on us if I hadn't checked so I was so glad I had.

Now I could take care of Roman even just for a few minutes to give him more strength from me. Any more time with him meant everything...

"Now you stay put and we will come get you when we are ready." I smirked up at Miz. "You get to be the prisoner for a change Miz. Have fun..." I saw Roman's eyes light at the irony and that we could actually get him back in any way felt just funny and damn near poetic.

I scooped the gun back up, tucking the extra keys in my girlie ankle type boots, leaving the gun by our feet instead. Falling into the seat beside Roman I wrapped both my arms around his neck. I knew Miz could see us both plenty well from there and we were only half way down the aisle from him but I didn't care one damn bit.

Roman lifted his head from where he had it curled up against my cheek. He met my eyes. "Come here, please baby girl," he breathed and opened his arms. "Let me hold you closer..."

I scrambled over to him, pushing the arm rest up and was in his lap fast and heard him groan. I was already pulling away at the sound of his pain but he shook his head rapidly back and forth and pulled me hard and fast against him, both his arms free.

He was free...just like that night too. His arms cradled my body against him and he pulled me to his lips, curling his embrace tight and holding my back steady so I stayed right tight against him.

The kiss was hard and fast and completely night and day from the softness and tenderness that we had been experiencing before.

This was all out possessive.

Roman held my whole body pressed so tight to his and straddling his lap and my arms were wound around his neck and clenched in his hair. He held my head and back so steady, so controlled, to delve his tongue deep in my mouth and tilted his head and kissed me even deeper, even more hungrily.

He held me, cradling my body so close, so tightly, so warm and so protected in his arms. Nothing was keeping him from holding me. Nothing was chaining him up, and blocking him from wrapping me as safe and secure as he could possibly make me, in his arms.

The kiss though,

That was all out war, and passionate possession. He wanted to show Miz I was HIS. I knew it and I had no problem at all in letting that stupid idiot know it, loud and clear.

I let myself be led in whatever way Roman wanted and moaned and whimpered into the kiss, grinded my hips down against his, as he pushed up against mine too and when we finally broke apart I was gasping for air.

Roman dropped his head to mine and smiled, panting for breath too. "Now...I'm ready to go..."

I climbed slowly off his lap, feeling more kisses, peppered down my mouth to my chin. He was still kissing my throat and neck to my chest as I moved off him and could not resist smirking back at Miz as I moved in to kiss Roman's forehead just once more too.

Miz was glaring with pure fire and looked like he could combust fully any second being forced to witness that.

I grinned, still feeling more of Roman's kisses on my chest, and I fought to not let my eyes roll back in my head at the feelings. "What's the matter Miz? No fun just watching?"

And Roman rained more kisses just above my bra line, tugging on the ripped blouse and untying it to fall open. His lips explored more and I let him to which I heard another growl under the breath of the sick guard across from us.

I felt Roman's palms squeezing my hips in his hands. I was feeling light headed and kissed his head again and felt his tongue on my skin, licking and sucking at my skin at the top of my breasts before I ever so reluctantly pulled my body away from his soft lips.

Giggling I finally pulled myself fully off his lap and smiled back down at him. 'I love you," I mouthed again and he mouthed it back instantly. His love look back at me was such adoration and so beautiful I wished I could memorize it.

Oh we could get in big trouble acting like this with the Captain of the prison but we had him with threats to commit murder and with everything he did to Dean and damn near raping me, so it was hard to resist gloating a little.

I saw though that Roman winced in more pain as I climbed off his lap. I hoped I had given him more strength but we still needed to get to the back and get to those pain meds.

"You okay to keep going?" I asked him gently, stroking his hair back from his cheek. He nodded and flipped his hair back behind his head and pushed up off the seat again. I scooped up the gun from the floor and saw Miz looking back at us and I whistled to him and tossed him the keys. He unlocked himself and I motioned back with a scolding look.

"No...pass the cuffs and the keys back Miz and keep walking." I instructed. That was met by more hissed out cursing before he finally did toss them both back my way and stormed forward and I moved ahead and picked up the cuffs and keys and turned back to help Roman forward.

We moved to the farther side of the plane and managed the avoid the side of coach where the majority of the convicts were gathered and Roman limped along till we got to just by the bathrooms and the smaller area where the seats reclined the most and I saw my treasured medical locked box.

Roman dropped to the seats and I felt him lean his head to my body as I stood beside him, still keeping the gun leveled at Miz and I rubbed his head and stroked my hand down his hair and dropped my med bag on the floor beside him too.

Looking at Miz I motioned the room beyond us. "You need to get Dean. Cause I don't trust anyone else to guard Roman while I take care of him. And tell the stewardess that I still haven't seen on this flight to bring him some food. And don't you dare come back here again without doing all that or maybe I will shoot you and see if you can explain that to daddy at all..."

Miz looked shocked at all I said and his eyes got really huge. He didn't even say anything back at all my demands and just stood there and I continued to run my hand through Roman's hair as he lay with his head against my stomach, his arms lightly clinging to me as I stood beside him.

"Umm," he was stuttering.

I glared again, the gun up pointed right between his eyes. "What?!"

"What about Lesnar?" Miz asked almost timidly.

Oh yeah. I had almost forgot that I actually said I was going to save that piece of craps life.

He had threatened Roman. He had been the one that burned Roman... poisoned him...attacked him multiple times 3 on 1 in the prison. I hated that to take care of the man I loved...I actually had to help that sicko with the wounds he damn well deserved.

"Fine, bring him in," I snapped at him. I just needed to get this over with so I could focus on Roman. "Just get Dean..."

He nodded and was gone and through the curtain. I breathed a sigh of relief and laid the gun down on the table nearby. I moved quickly to the outside of the aisle and laid down two of the chairs as flat as they could go and gathered up a couple blankets and pillows.

I moved back across the aisle and smiled back at Roman who had his eyes closed as he was laid in the chair, his hair spread all down across his shoulders like its own blanket around his head. I ran my thumb down his cheek and watched as his gorgeous gray eyes fluttered open slowly and he smiled as he saw me too.

"Mmm, I could wake to that sight every day..." he grinned at me, and I smiled back at him and kissed him, tucking a silky strand back behind his ear.

"Well lets get back to that someday then okay. But right now we need to get you laid down and cozy here and get some pain meds in you sweetie and you can wake to me later too k?" I smiled at him again and fought to hold back the tears wanting to fall knowing it could be just an hour or two and I would never see him again.

Even knowing he said for me to wait for him before, I had no idea if that meant he had hope he would be getting out someday. Was there actually hope? I stroked my fingers through his hair right now, watching his eyes fight to stay open and kissed his head and fought more tears. The way I felt right now I would wait for him forever.

"Okay, lets go Roman, just across the aisle okay?" I said softly. And he pulled his eyes open again and I helped him to his feet. Stumbling slightly we made it the few steps, reminding me so much of that night again, on our journey just to get to the shower...

Roman sunk down onto the seat and I pulled the orange jump suit off his shoulders and down his back, just to tie it at his waist, in case I needed to get to his back in checking his wounds. I laid him back and pulled the blankets up over him and put a few pillows under his head and tucked the blankets as cozy around him as I could.

Kissing his head, I smoothed his hair back from his face and used the hair tie on his wrist to tie it back in a loose bun at the base of his neck and heard him moan as I kissed him again before pulling away.

Finally I stood in front of the cabinet and thought of all the options and decided on using a IV to give him pain meds at least for while till I could check more fully and deal with Brock first.

I got the IV in and ran strong pain meds and antibiotics right away and then just starting unwrapping the tightly wrapped up material I had put on his torn apart wrist and he was already crying out that it hurt.

"I'm so sorry baby. So sorry," I called out, meeting his eyes that only opened halfway in their glassy state.

Dean came in then and was carrying what looked like an unconscious Brock between him and Miz and they put him on a chair close to the doorway and I waved them away that I wasn't ready yet.

"Miz get out of here," I snapped and scrambled to grab up the gun fast from the table beside me, while still holding the bandage closed to prevent it from bleeding more. I put myself between him and Roman, laying nearly unconscious himself but finally getting some treatment. But he was still groaning at the pain on his wrist and I held more pressure on it.

Miz was holding onto Brock's shoulder on the wound dressing, pressing on it. "But what about HIM?" he snapped back at me.

I glared fire back at Miz and smirked back at him. "He's fine Miz. Let it go." I could have laughed out loud at the irony of me saying that to him. Miz glared at me and I knew he remembered too that he said the exact thing to me about Roman when he hurt him on this flight. Well turn about was fair play!

"Just get out of here!" I snapped. "Dean and I will handle it."

I was so worried about Roman right now to and heard him groan more as I was trying to be so careful as I unwrapped his bandaged wrist but I knew even with the meds it was so raw and hurting bad. I wrapped it back up more and secured the fabric still caked in dried blood. I would need to check on it more later and deal with Brock first. Crap.

"Fine Sara, but just you remember. ALL bets are off if he dies...that means his ass, " he pointed to Roman and laughed. "Is all mine again and there ain't a damn thing you can do to protect him."

I heard Roman curse and saw him try to sit up and I gently put my hand on his chest and helped him lay back down. "It's okay sweetie. It's okay."

Miz laughed, a really sick laugh and Roman growled under his breath. "Like hell it's okay."

Miz grinned wickedly at Roman and I waved the gun again and demanded he leave. He raised his hands and nodded that he was going. But he leveled his gaze back at Roman once more and I just knew he had to have the last word here somehow.

"Just so you know Reigns, she doesn't save his life...I'm not going down alone. She'll be going down too... on me... with you getting a front row seat for that kind of show before you go away for life...Don't you worry I will find a guard or two I can bribe willing to hold you and her down for me and I might even let them have a turn too... "

"What the fuck. I will kill you...any of you that would fucking dare..." I heard Roman hiss out at him in the deepest growling voice and he was already trying to stand up fully from the where I had gotten him laid down. I tried to hold him down, while still aiming the gun at Miz and saw Dean move to stand between us too and I dropped mine and was able to fully hold Roman back in my arms.

Miz just kept laughing and backing away still facing us all, his hands up.

"You can barely stand Reigns so killing me is not any kind of a threat," he laughed more.

Roman was fighting me more now. "Sara give me the gun. Now, so I can shoot this ass before he gets a chance to touch you like that at all." And I saw him looking down where I dropped it on the floor."

But I held him back shaking my head. "No baby. You said you might get out someday. That there was hope. If you kill him then would I be waiting for you even longer? Would we ever get to be together? Please Roman? I begged him. " My hands were on his shoulders and I was staring right in his eyes.

Miz laughed again from the doorway and if I l knew I could get away with it, hell I would kill him myself for all he put the man I loved through.

"Yeah, listen to the bitch Reigns...she's not stupid..." Miz spat out.

Roman was fuming and still trying to pull out of my arms. "Fuck you!" he snarled back at him.

Miz grinned and I saw him look me up and down. "I'd rather fuck her..."

Oh shit.

My arms wrapped tight around his neck and I literally bear hugged him and held him back as he yelled more curses at Miz. I held him so tight, pulling my body up on his lap on the chairs and felt his arms wrap around me too and he clung just as tight to me too.

Dean was next to speak and he sounded just done with his bosses crap too. "Hey why don't you just shut the hell up and leave us alone like the good doctor said. I'm sounding the third person here that would love to put a bullet in you already boss."

Shutting out what Dean and Miz were saying I focused on my Roman. I breathed right in his ear trying to be the voice of reason, of calm. "Hear me sweetie, hold me as tight as you need to..." I felt his grip tighten. "You have nothing to worry about. I'm all yours baby. All yours. Just think of that. Hold me. He's not worth losing US." I felt the fight leave him and he nodded to me. There was hope...but not if he killed him.

My eyes dropped back to Roman's head buried against my neck and he slowly lifted his head. He looked deeply back in my eyes and I could see he knew I was right, that as much as he wanted to shoot Miz now too for everything he just said, it was too much of a risk.

Dean nodded fast to me that he would watch the door and I focused all my attention on Roman and kept my arms around him, praying he wouldn't rip his IV out and just held him tight to me as long as he needed. It looked like Miz had finally left. Thank God.

I tipped Roman's head up to look in his eyes. "Hey, are you hearing me that I'm here. Right here. He's not going to touch me baby. I'm yours. I'm safe. I'm okay. We are okay. Its okay Roman." I saw him nod slowly as I soothed him and said smiled down at him so grateful that did at least understand me and I fight just as hard to protect him and he would me.

I was shaking too hearing the sick things Miz said but I was focused on comforting Roman and I couldn't think about me right now. Roman's strong body all around me was helping me stop shaking too so I melted into that warmth too.

I hated that I had to fix anything on Brock at all but I would do anything not to give Roman that kind of fear ever again. I felt him clinging to me, his body at first rigid and fighting me but slowly he relaxed in my arms till he was nearly limp and his head dropped to my shoulder again and he nuzzled his head against my neck.

I hugged him tight, taking on all his body weight on me and just felt all the stress all the strength even leave him and he just sunk into me. He curled his head against my throat, whispering my name and I felt his arms wind tight around my waist, sneaking in under my ripped blouse, seeking my skin there too and I felt his warm hands cradling my body so close, so warm, and I closed my eyes and whispered I love you's in his ear.

Then as much as I didn't want to, I turned back to Brock Lesnar and stared at the man that had scarred and burned my Roman so so badly all those nights ago...

With the orange jumpsuit all wrapped around his waist I could run my hands up his back. And with him seeking my skin, I was just as much seeking his. My hands went up his naked back under his t shirt and tank top and I felt the scars, the deep grooves in his back and I bit back tears at what he had been through. I heard him moan and whimper against my neck as I caressed his soft skin that I knew must have more bruises hidden from my view.

Was I hurting him more? I turned my head down to him and nuzzled his cheek. "Are you okay? Is it hurting more?"

Roman shook his head and smiled without even opening his eyes. "No, not even close. Every touch...feels like the best medicine," he mumbled weakly.

I glanced quick at Dean and saw him pressing his hand to Brocks wound and still having his own gun up and watching the doorway. He nodded to me too that we were good and no one was coming back this way. Miz looked to be staying away. Finally.

My hands ran up and down Roman's bare back and cradled him tight in my arms just a few more minutes and then slowly laid him down and checked his IV. Thankfully he hadn't pulled it all the way out and I just adjusted the tape and added another one and then too added a vial of sleep meds to the IV too. Nothing too strong but just something to make him relax even a little.

"Don't go..." he breathed out.

I moved back and kissed his head. "I'm right here baby. I'm just saving your life first by saving him and I will be right back. " I kissed him softly on the lips and let him delve into the kiss more and he moaned, his eyes trying to open but falling closed again. I moaned too and kissed him once more. "Just sleep Roman. Sleep."