Dean and Seth were facing each other that morning. The tension between them could be cut with a knife. Ever since Seth had hinted that Dean was failing the memory of his father, the auburn-haired man had been avoiding his friend.

Useless attempts because they lived together and were having breakfast right now.

"I don't know what is happening with you that is making you lose your way, we have a clear goal and we have always had it, you have to focus on it." Seth said impassively.

"Letting innocent people die was never one of my goals." Dean clarified. "You want revenge and that really wasn't what my father wanted."

"And what do you want?" Seth asked irritably. "Do you want Triple H to never get punished? You don't care anymore?"

Dean was speechless. Of course he cared. Part of him was torn between taking revenge and another part of becoming the hero Roman saw in him. And Dean didn't know what to do.

"This isn't you, Dean. You don't act like this. I don't know what's influencing you... or who," Seth said suspiciously.

Dean just stared at him intently, nor denying neither affirming anything. The auburn haired man grunted softly and looked away from his brother. "I don't know what you're talking about, in any case I don't have time to listen to you pour out your bitterness, I'm leaving."

Seth smirked. "Where are you going?"

Dean gave him a smile that was more like a grimace. "I'm going to the Utopia AutoShow."

Seth watched him leave the house without further explanation. It was the first time that Dean behaved this way. Seth closed his eyes in frustration. Whatever was causing that change in Dean, Seth would find it and fix it.

Roman was installing a false floor, Elias was helping him.

"You have a millionaire scientist, willing to give you anything you want and you are here installing floors." Elias said as if nothing.

Although, the ex-thief had been bringing up the subject the entire time.

Roman smiled. "If you're in love with AJ, just tell me, you don't do anything but talk about him."

"I just don't get it". Elias insisted. "That man is eating from the palm of your hand and you... are hunting unicorns."

Roman looked up. "What are you talking about?"

"I saw you with one of the Hounds of Destruction..." Elias snorted. "Those guys are not good. They are powerful, they could be destroying everything."

"And yet they are not." Roman said almost immediately.

"Not yet." Elias pointed out.

Roman wanted to refute this but he could not do it, not because of a hunch at least... Elias did not believe in these things. Also, Roman didn't know if he would ever see that man again... maybe that was all just a game for him.

Only... it wasn't. At least that was what Roman felt, a connection that no one would understand. For things like this everyone called him a dreamer...

In that moment, Randy Orton appeared on the show. Roman rolled his eyes, how much he hated Orton. And he had good reason, because the businessman approached him as soon as he saw him.

"I don't understand what you're doing here... It seems like you're everywhere." Orton looked at Roman with contempt.

"This, Mr. Orton, is a honest work, and it is obvious that you cannot understand it, as it's an unfamiliar term to you." Roman knew this was going to get him in trouble, but he was sick of Randy.

And to make matters worse, Roman noticed then that Elias was looking behind him with a frightened expression. The Samoan turned and saw Dean, who, unlike that time in Seth Rollins' office, was now dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt. The young man was the epitome of simplicity. However, Roman knew well that this man was arrogant.

Dean genuinely smiled when he heard Roman's replies to Randy. Which did not go unnoticed by Randy and made him even more enraged. Elias knew well that this was going to cost them their job.

"Do you know that I am one of the investors in this show?" Randy spat angrily. "Of course not. What can a homeless man like you know? All you know is prostituting yourself to get money from idiots like AJ."

Roman grunted, but before he could make his situation worse, Dean intervened.

"If what you want is to get him fired, I remind you that Seth is also an investor here, and it would be very bad if everyone knew that you fired one of the workers just because he dared to say what we all think of you." Dean smiled.

Roman's jaw was on the floor, just like Elias, who didn't understand how this man who recently humiliated them, was now defending them.

Randy smiled bitterly. "Wow, I didn't know you were on this jerk's client list. Roman must be pretty good in bed if you're saving his ass too."

"The thief judges for his condition," Dean said sarcastically. "And you know a lot about thieves."

Randy had to swallow his anger, but before he left he looked at Roman with disdain. "Don't think fucking his ass gives you some kind of immunity. Ambrose is nothing more than Seth Rollins' lapdog, he's nothing more than the son of a bodyguard who died while protecting the Rollins family and they adopted him out of charity. Like picking up a dog off the street. Me, well, I'm powerful and I can crush you like the cockroach that you are Reigns."

Randy left the place and Dean glared at him. Roman didn't understand what he had seen.

"In any case, we were already finishing up here." Elias intervened. "I'll go put the tools away."

"Elias!" Roman told his partner but he had already run away.

Dean knew well that both men hated him, but at least now Roman was alone. Perhaps, he would have the opportunity to approach the Samoan.

"Listen, before you run away from me like your friend did." Dean couldn't believe he was nervous. "I'm here to apologize."

Roman's body language softened a bit when he heard the apology. Dean sensed the change in Roman's mood and leaned closer to him as he keep speaking.

"I saw the security videos and I know you're not what Randy said." Dean sighed. "I don't know what possessed me to believe in Randy Orton of all people. I know I was a bastard, but to quote your words, we all deserve another chance, please forgive me."

Roman was surprised by the gesture, not everyone was apologizing for their mistakes. Especially not a millionaire who, even if he wasn't a blood relative to Seth Rollins, was someone close to him.

If he had given the thief and the masked superhero another chance, why wouldn't he give it to this man?

"Okay, we all make mistakes." Roman murmured more calmly.

Dean smiled broadly showing his dimples. "So we are friends?" Dean extretched his hand.

Roman nodded and smiled slightly, shaking his hand. "Okay, but excuse me, I'm very curious why someone like you wants to be my friend."

"After watching the videos I realized that you are genuine, it's not something that I see frequently in the environment in which I find myself." Dean admitted.

Roman smiled. "If you deal with people like Randy Orton..."

"Exactly." Dean nodded. "And as a way to make up for my mistake, I'd like to offer you a job opportunity. I think it's the least I can do for you and your friend."

Roman was surprised, blinked several times. "Well that's... that is..."

"We accept!" Apparently Elias had returned, but none of them had noticed. "Come on Roman, I need this so I can put my past behind me and you can live decently."

"I live decently, Elias." Roman rolled his eyes.

"We are not going to discuss those details in front of Mr. Ambrose." Elias smiled.

"Perfect! Monday then, I'll wait for you guys at the Rollins Foundation." Dean said cheerfully.

"We will be there." Elias answered for both of them.

Roman finally relaxed. "It's okay."

Dean shook Roman's hand, happy to know that he had been able to make up for his mistake and that perhaps he could approach the mma fighter as Dean Ambrose instead of the masked one. It was even safer for Roman, so his enemies couldn't reach him in retaliation against the superhero. Dean was nothing more than the Rollins' protégé.

Roman and Elias left the place because their work there was done. Dean kept looking at Roman.

"This time I won't let anyone or anything ruin this. If Roman is the one, I'll tell him the truth about me." Dean thought confidently. "I won't let anyone, not even Seth and his thirst for revenge ruin this."