A/N Super sorry for the delay. I have had the worst flu imaginable here. Been off work for weeks but could hardly think or sleep or anything from the horrible pain. My boys and my husband got over it really quick, but it hit me way worse. I only started writing anything again last week and they say write what you know so I was in the mood to write what I all felt and went through kind of.

The first week or so with not sleeping much I laid in bed and plotted a bunch of my Fighting to Live story so a lot of the writer's block there I managed to fight through between throwing up and coughing half the nights. Otherwise, I plotted a bunch more chapters in this story, came up with a scene that doesn't even fit anywhere in here at all but was it so freaking hot that I wrote it all out anyway and might just post it as a totally deleted scene.

And once I started feeling better, I wrote a story of Roman as a single dad with the flu just like I felt the last few weeks and it was supposed to be a one shot, super sweet and precious with only a little bit of drama but ended up being about 4 chapters possibly even 5. I love how it turned out and just finished it yesterday. I have ideas for a short Christmas story too, anything to just keep my mind off how much I couldn't sleep and the fever and pain that felt like it wasn't ever ending.

So, I am very sorry it took so long to update again but here is chapter 23 and again thank you so much for your reviews and follows and favorites and keep watching for more here or as I add to the other stories or post the cute little, short ones too.

Oh and let me know what you might like more. More here, the very Rated M Deleted scene that doesnt fit anywhere in this story but was too good not to write. More Fighting to Live. Chapter 1 of 4 my Sweet Daddy Roman sick with the Flu or my 5 Chapter Christmas story? Eager for your thoughts on that and this chapter...

Much love. Bonnie

Sara's POV

Still curled up in his arms I snuck another peek at the group on the beach. The winner was shaking his fists in triumph and getting clapped on the back by other men before he walked more toward the center of the group, and I nearly cried out as I saw a person being thrown into his arms and heard the unmistakable sound of a woman's cry!

"Roman!" I hissed out and he covered my mouth as my voice had been louder than I intended. "Shh, baby." I forgot and hadn't realized how close we were. But I glared at him with what was happening to that poor woman, again.

It had been hard enough to run the other way and leave her on the plane and I knew he felt that way then too.

"I know Sara. Believe me I know. But I need to get YOU safe first. You should have never come out here to look for us and risk yourself like this. Everything is way too dangerous!" My man's voice was clipped and firm, his expression deadly serious as he nodded to me. "I mean it Sara, Randy and I can take care of ourselves but if anyone else saw you..."

I hung my head and knew he was right. I wasn't thinking. It was like loving him and protecting him like I had been since I grabbed the gun off of Miz on the plane and logic had just flown out of my head when it came to my safety compared to his. I hadn't been thinking about me at all. I knew he was weak and had been beaten so much and so sore and fought so much for me and all I had been thinking was to make sure HE was okay. So, when Becky had gotten back without them it hadn't even been a thought not to go find him right away because I never wanted to leave him in the first place and stay with Dean.

Looking into his eyes now, seeing how pissed off he was at how much danger I put myself in, I realized that loving someone felt so different. It meant putting their needs first. I had been alone for so long and without a family that it felt so strange for someone to madly and angrily wanted me to be safe when I was so used to being by myself and making decisions just for me too.

"I'm so sorry Roman, so sorry. You are right. I should never have left the cave without you." He sighed and nodded, happy it looked like that I had heard him and understood how much of a risk I took.

"Just promise me then that you will not do it again. I can't lose you baby. Not for anything." Roman whispered and dropped his head to mine.

I nodded and looked up in his very deeply pleading eyes. I promise. I do. " I moved in to capture his lips and he took mine in and held my head in his palms, just still and calmly, like time could stand still right in that moment.

Another cry was heard from further away and I pulled back from his lips and looked sadly in his eyes. "We can't leave her Roman, we can't. Not again."

He closed his eyes, and I watched him finally sigh, shaking his long hair back and forth.

"Damn it, Sara. I know," he whispered. "Don't you think it kills me to not be able to help her? I remember she is pregnant too and that Dean did everything he could to save her on the plane." The woman was crying now as she fought the man's grip on her. "But we need to go. I need to get you out of here."

He stood up again trying to pull me up. I looked just a desperately right back at him and pulled him back down beside me.

"We can't just leave her with them," I whispered harshly. Another cry from her echoed around us and I flinched, terrified for her.

Roman looked around him before turning back to me. "I have no idea what to do Baby." He grabbed my head and stared right down into my eyes as his hands cupped my face, his voice harsh whispers.

"I love you, so much! YOU need to get as far away from here right now before Brock hears us. And I sure as hell am NOT leaving you again if there is any other way. So, I don't see a way to stop them without both of us getting caught, tortured and probably raped before they kill us!"

Roman's chest was heaving as his gray eyes widened still more in the near darkness. He was mad and I knew I was scaring him. Hell, what he was saying was scaring me too! I could see how much I meant to him, and I loved how protective he was toward me. I leaned my head against his, knowing he was right.

What could we do to save her and still not get caught?

"Please Sara, please understand," he begged me, his lip quivering. "I am not trying to be heartless here. I'm already feeling weak, my chest hurts like hell. Fuck I'm scared that I might still not be able to protect YOU, let alone anyone else. I can't lose you!" His voice went up at the end and I saw a tear at the corner of his one eye.

I nodded tentatively and put my hands over his on my face. "I can't lose you either." I leaned in and pressed my lips to his and we both opened our mouths to the other the second our lips touched.

"Damn it, Lesnar!" a voice called out and a man strode forward and shoved the man I could only assume was Brock. I broke away from Roman's lips and watched the scene in front of me now wishing I had listened, and we had snuck away by now. It was looking riskier all the time to avoid being seen.

"You told me that if we did end up finding the woman that she was mine!" the man yelled out, shoving Brock again.

"Well, you and your brother just disappeared into the cave on the beach we found for half the night, so I figured the men deserved some fun," Brock spat back at him. I saw him raising a gun towards the man. Was it Seth or Dolph? I thought there was only one set of brothers that had been aboard this flight.

"Rollins, calm down." Brock held the gun at him and instantly the men seemed to separate, choosing their alpha to stand beside. It looked pretty damn even between the men, like another turf war was brewing. "I know what I promised you." It was most definitely Seth.

"And I will fulfill my end of the deal Lesnar."

I heard Roman's sharp intake of breath as we stayed huddled down, far too close to all of them.

Brock waved the gun at him. "You damn well better or maybe I find your baby brother and see how well he dodges bullets!"

"I will get you Reigns and the damn Doc!" I heard Seth scream out at the psycho and drawing a gun of his own. I was trembling in Roman's arms, and I felt him pull me in tighter as we heard loud and clear how much Brock wanted us dead or otherwise.

Seth was fuming as he snarled more at Brock. "The other thing will take time, but I can make it happen. But you don't touch my brother! I don't want to see you anywhere near him! That was part of the deal. You leave him be and you give me the girl." Both men looked to be breathing hard as they stared each other down and Brock pulled his tank top back on and stormed away.

Seth took in a deeper breath and continued yelling at his retreating figure. "You will get what you want, provided you don't screw me over."

He walked up to the man that was holding the young pregnant stewardess in his arms, the victor of the fight to the death before.

"Give her to me or fight," Seth said simply and I saw the man throw the woman down on the ground behind him and back up. She stayed huddled down curled into herself, backing away from the men fighting over her.

"I won her Rollins!" the man spat out to Seth. "I dare you to beat me." I saw him point to the con that was dead on the beach a few feet away, evidence of his victory and his strength no doubt. He was too far away that even I couldn't tell who he had killed. And this man I didn't recognize either and must be new too and hadn't even been to the infirmary because he was not familiar at all.

"Fantastic!" Seth laughed and moved forward. I nearly gasped out loud as he kicked out at the man knocking him fast to the ground and he lay there on his knees, cursing and pulling his head up. In seconds Seth had jumped up and used one booted foot and stomped down on the guy's head and with snap his neck broke, and he collapsed in heap on the sand.

I turned my head into Roman's chest and stifled my gasp of shock. He took him out with what looked like no effort. Holy shit! I could not believe my eyes how easy that had been.

Roman was looking around and I was sure he was trying to figure out a way to get us out of there without being seen. I turned my head and saw that some of the inmates had wandered away from the alpha fight and moved to share some smokes at the edge of the beach. Some were sitting on the rocks not far from where we were hidden. We would have to go around them somehow and we were now getting boxed in.

Oh no. It was my fault we hadn't left when he wanted us to...

My hands gripped his thin shirt in my fingers as I buried my head against his chest. I just wanted to shut my eyes tight enough that we would just disappear. Then when I opened them, we would be far away from here, like if we had the powers of invisibility and could just sneak right by these creeps.

I felt his arms around me, and I took in his scent as I slipped my hands under his shirt to spread over the warmth of the skin on his sides. I needed him close to me. I needed everything about him.

My mind flashed me back to that night again...When everything changed.

I had stayed sitting on the couch in the staff room after everyone had left. The water was still dripping off my dress and hair. I felt like I was in an out of body experience and just sat there as I heard the loud sounds of the stretcher wheeled down the hall and the noise fade away. I heard the ambulance sirens screaming loud as they drove off and then that faded too as I knew they were taking my Roman further and further away from me.

I hadn't felt like he was mine, not even earlier today. But after tonight I could not imagine anyone else. Anyone's kisses, anyone's touch, anyone's hands. God his tongue, his voice, his eyes. I could not see anyone else. I didn't want anyone else.

I walked out of the room and filled out the reports about his injuries and called in to the hospital to find out that Roman would be going into surgery right away when he arrived. They said there was nothing to worry about and that he would be back to the prison in a few days. I thanked the nurse and hung up.

Glancing down, I saw my purse still on the floor in the hall. I walked over around the desk and scooped it up and saw a bunch of messages on my phone that was resting on the top. All of them looked to be from Kelly wondering what happened and where I was. I didn't have any energy to reply at all and shut it off.

I wandered into the exam room and was curious what else I had left scattered out from my night with Roman. What else I sure as hell didn't want Miz to find first.

I saw my arm bangles laying on the floor and picked those up putting them in my purse and felt a shiver remembering Roman kissing up my neck, his palms running up and down my arms. My bronze sandals I tucked in next when I saw them laying right by the side of the exam table too where he had seen that I painted my toes and ran his fingers down my legs.

God, I missed everything about him already.

I walked the hall, still soaked from head to toe, my red dress hanging off me and my hair falling in limp strands down my bare back. I felt lost. I was surprised I knew how to even do my job. And felt like I was in a haze, just robotically walking back to the bathroom. I locked the staff bathroom door this time and knew Miz had told me to stay and there was no way I was risking him coming in at all.

I was just about to peel the wet dress off me when I realized I forgot something else and slipped back in the staff room and retrieved the ripped lace panties from the floor, almost under the couch and brought them back with me to tuck in my purse too.

I gripped the counter after I put the purse down. I could still picture his dark head dipped down between my legs, when he tore those panties apart and his lips found my bare skin to taste and lick and suck on and felt lightheaded even thinking about it.

"God, Roman what are you doing to me?" I whimpered in the dark room to no one but myself.

I turned the shower back on to stand under the spray and leaned against the wall letting the warm water cascade down my body. My forehead was against the wall that Roman had held me against as he kissed me. I lifted my head, the water running down my face and neck as I stared at the wall in front of me, imagining his lean body, his hands on my thighs, his lips devouring mine as he pressed me into that very wall.

I had no idea what was happening. How could I need him SO much after only such a short time?

Thinking about him in pain as he was ripped away from me and I felt my body physically aching. My stomach was sick. I needed him to be okay. I remembered him saying at the fence that afternoon. He cared so much that it hurt. I felt that now too.

I stayed there leaning against the wall till the water started running cold and I finally stepped out and dried off. Wrapping the towel around me I pulled out my outfit I had worn to work that day. I slipped into fresh silk panties and a bra before pulling the pink blouse closed over my breasts. I tugged the beige dress pants on and found my favorite black flats in another side pocket of my big purse.

Could I go home? Shouldn't I just leave and get some sleep? Yes, that was what I 'should' have done, but I could not stop thinking about him. I dug around in my bag for my oversized brown and striped colored sweater and wrapped it around me. He would be in surgery for hours, wouldn't he?

My mind would not let it go. Not after everything.

Half an hour later I found myself at the doors of the surgical ward as I pushed them open. There was no way I could sleep. Not after that. Not after being so close to him. So intimate.

My body was still thrumming from all the feelings that the dark-haired angel of a man had drawn out of me with his touch, his kisses, his tongue, and his smooth velvety voice in my ear. I shivered at just the thought of his arms around me, holding me so close. His kisses, so many kisses, so much passion. His tongue all over me and in me. God everything felt incredible. I felt my arousal heighten at nothing but those images.

I was nuts. That must be it. Wandering into the hospital just to see him again.

Taking a deep breath, I made my way up to the desk and waited for someone to acknowledge me.

A short fair skinned woman spoke, after a few minutes, her eyes locked on her computer. "Can I help you?" she asked politely with an almost bored lilt to her voice.

I cleared my throat and pulled my sweater around my body tighter. "Yes, please. Could you tell me where Mr. Reigns is? He was brought in by ambulance with severe burns."

"Are you family?" the nurse questioned, without even looking up.

I shook my head. "No, I'm just his doctor. I just need to know how he is, please," I begged.

The woman looked like she must answer that question or reply this way a hundred times a day and barely made any move to show I was there at all and shook her head. "He is with his doctor now. You are the doctor at Mizdow Row? Didn't you already call and give us all the patients info and we told you everything over the phone?"

I nodded, hating that she was right, twisting the fabric of my sweater in my fingers as I shoved my purse back on my shoulder before it fell down my arm. "Yes, I am, and I did. Please I need to know how he is doing."

The woman finally looked up and her eyes roamed over me. I realized I probably looked like a mess. I hadn't bothered to check my makeup and had just gotten dressed as fast as I could to get here, throwing my hair up in a messy bun.

"Sorry no one but family is allowed any more information. His doctor will brief you before Mr. Reigns is transferred back to Mizdow Row. Until then there is nothing you can do. He is in our care doctor. Once he is back to the prison you can resume your duties."

I was shaking my head. I knew it could take days before they transferred him back to the prison. I needed to know 'now' how he was. If he was okay. How the surgery was going. The woman got up then. "I'm sorry. That is all I can tell you."

I turned away wanting to say more, to scream and cry and tell her I needed to know that Roman was alive and okay. Instead, I just sucked in my breath, walked over to the seats in the waiting area and sat down, rubbing my temples and wiped my eyes. My head was pounding.

Tears were pooling at my lashes as I leaned back in the seat. I could hear the ladies talking by the desk. The woman that just dashed my hopes of seeing Roman spoke to another nurse who just stepped behind the desk at the surgical reception.

"I'm off. See you in two weeks." The woman hugged the other nurse and walked away getting well wishes and 'have a great vacation' from a few other ladies on the ward.

My ears perked up at that, listening to her leaving, as an idea came into my head. I knew it was wrong but hell 'everything' about my feelings and actions with this amazing man had been nothing but wrong. I waited till the woman who denied me any and all access to Roman had left, the elevator closing behind her before I turned back around.

I stood up adamantly walking back to the only other nurse that was at the station. The others had all scattered as patients call bells had rung or pages had gone off. The young red-haired woman looked up as I put my palms on the counter in front of me, my breath even.

I could do this. It was the only way.

"I'm looking for Roman Reigns. He was brought in by emergency with burns on his back." I repeated more calmly, my voice fighting to not shake as I spoke.

The red head looked at me over her glasses, her eyes studying me. "And you are?"

"Sara Reigns," I said without blinking. "I'm his wife."

A scream jerked me back to the present as I felt Roman cradle me so close. I never wanted to leave his arms again. The woman Liv was crawling away from Seth on the beach. She was whimpering and pleading with him to not hurt her and leave her alone. Seth was just watching her and slowly sauntering toward her as she kept scrambling away.

Suddenly I felt Roman just freeze, like every muscle of his didn't dare to move. It was then that I realized that the woman was crawling backwards right toward where we were hiding!

Oh no! I could feel Roman's heart just slamming in his chest against where I was laying on him and his eyes darted back and forth between mine and Randy's.

We needed to get away but if we tried to move now, they would see us. But if the woman crawled much closer, she would find us too!

"Come here Luv," I could hear Seth' voice as he walked slowly after her. "There is nowhere to go. You are mine darling." She whimpered and crawled closer to us and Seth just threw his head back and laughed. "Where are you going? Don't be shy. I'm not going to hurt you anymore. I didn't mean what I did before. I want to make it up to you..."

Roman was in full on panic. "Sara, we will need to go," he hissed out at me. I saw him looking at Randy, who was crouching down tucked against the tree just beside us between the bushes. "Orton, when I say...you take her and run." Roman's eyes were fierce and determined on his.

"What?! No!" I whispered almost right in his ear. "Don't you dare leave me!"

He looked so sadly at me. His face was a mirror image of how he looked before Miz was going to drag him away to beat the hell out of him on the plane.

"I need to lead them away from you. I promise I will find you." Roman spoke fast and soft, nodding firmly at me and I saw Randy nod too back at him as I felt my precious man's lips on my forehead.

The woman was only a few feet away from us now and Seth just kept walking closer, his patience wearing thin as the next time he spoke he cursed at her to come back to him. But she kept crawling toward us!

"No matter what you hear Randy. Get her the hell out of here!" Roman ordered and I was already struggling as he pulled his arms out from mine. "Sara please," I saw tears in his eyes, his voice pleading, and I felt my own tears falling freely too. "Let me go or we both get caught and killed. It's the only way Beauty. I am so sorry."

"No, I'm sorry Roman, if we had left when you wanted me too. If I had never come to find you and risked us getting caught like this. It's all my fault. I am so sorry!"

He shushed me and shook his head.

"It'll be okay. Believe that," The gray in his eyes was dark like pools of water in the moonlight. He cupped my face and I leaned into his touch. He gave me one more fast but passionate kiss and then forcefully pushed me away and I reluctantly crawled on the ground the few feet through the open clearing all the way across to where Randy was hiding behind the tree further away.

Roman had no idea how much strength it took to force myself to crawl away from him. My heart physically ached.

I could see how heartbreaking this was for Roman too. I saw him crouched down mostly behind the bushes and yet I could tell his heart was right here with me too.

Now I knew why he wanted us to leave sooner and my morality in wanting to force him to figure out how to save the girl too was now affecting all of us and could get us all killed! He was so right that everything was too dangerous. I wished I had listened to him. We could have come back later with a better plan and not be faced with an ambush.

The other cons were coming closer now almost surrounding her till Seth told them to back off, but they were all so close to us that I felt like I was going to faint I was so scared as Randy pulled me closer to tuck me beside him against the tree he was hiding behind.

There had not been time for both of us to sneak further back and barely enough for Roman to get me to Randy without being noticed. Roman had likely been far too big too and would have probably been noticed crawling across the ground that far too. I could see he was already so grateful I had made it without being seen. The leather jacket blended in well with the dirt too to hide me.

The next second the woman nearly fell onto Roman. She cried out in surprise backing away, but even from only a few feet away where Randy was holding me to keep me from going back to Roman, I knew she had felt him. I could see the shock all over her face.

I could not tell if she had seen who it was, but her startled scream caused Seth to race forward.

Randy had me shielded in his arms and back behind the tree further out of sight as Seth moved over to her and grabbed her up from the ground. "What?" he said as she kept crying. Then instead of just taking her back with him he moved forward, his eyes narrowing in the near darkness.

Oh no...

He parted the branches from the bushes and Roman leapt out, giving him a hard right hook that sent his head spinning back and Seth crashed to the ground.

I gasped out but forced myself to stay quiet, my heart racing in fear for my love but trying desperately to be quiet too.

All eyes suddenly turned to the loud and sudden movements when Seth fell.

There was more loud crashing and Roman must have fallen or tripped and loud sounds of crashing came from the bushes just where Seth had been nearly knocked out and was now shaking his head and standing back up.

I was wide eyed and saw Roman pulling himself to his feet and out from the middle of the bushes and scrambling to run.

A flashlight swung in our direction and lit up Roman's shocked face as he turned his head to it.

"Reigns!" a voice screamed.

Brock. Oh God, no.

Brock saw him and I watched him start sprinting from where he was a few yards away on the beach. Seth's head spun back just as Roman disappeared into the trees behind him. Seth raced past us and the woman Liv, took off the opposite direction too and into the shadows.

So, in all the craziness she did get away but at what cost?

I saw Brock holding the light at Roman's retreating figure as he let out a shot from the gun as he ran after him and was gone up the beach and through the trees. I wanted to scream but Randy held his hand over my mouth as the men all just took off in the direction of my love. It was all my fault they were after him.

Roman! No!

Randy grabbed me back up as I whimpered in his arms as he pulled me as fast as he could back toward the darkness and keeping me quiet to not alert anyone there was more of us there on the beach besides Roman.

It was ripping me apart again. Just like that night in the staff room and on the plane too. I could not leave him!

Every monster on the island was chasing after the man I loved. I could not just abandon him! I heard yelling and more gunshots. I knew they were chasing Roman and shooting at him. This wasn't just Miz either. These were uncaged murderers shooting at man I loved most in the whole world!

I fought to scream again. I wanted to draw their attention to me. I didn't care about me. All I wanted was for them to turn away from my precious man and stop going after him. I could not bear for him to be hurt more. I wasn't even thinking straight at all. All I wanted was for them to stop chasing Roman.

But Randy kept his hand over my mouth as I struggled wildly in his arms. I fought and gasped and panted until I started seeing spots in front of my eyes. His other arm was wrapped so tight around me, and he had me almost tight to the ground now.

Roman...I'm so sorry...

My eyes slipped closed and then there was nothing but black...