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Author's note: This is not apart of my stories that I have done with Roman and Dean before, this is a new story much like how my other story Countdown is, however, for those of you who have read my WWe stories please let me know what you would like to see happen next. If you want Roman to have his powers like he does in Lockdown Asylum for example, of you want this one to be a little more realistic then please let me know. I would love to get your feedback. It is greatly appreciated.

Previously on Once Revived, Twice Broken - "What the hell is going on?" He asked while still gasping for breath. He looked over at Sami who didn't respond and just shook his head as another hard shot to his jaw sent Dean reeling in pain, but litle did he know was that the onslaught of torture was just beginning and that it was about to get worse...Much, much worse.

"I remember. Roman, I remember."

"What exactly do you remember?" Roman asked gently his eyes scanning the features of terror etched on his brother's face. "Everything." Dean replied with his hazel eyes widening and unblinking. "Dean stay calm." Roman said gently. ""It was a night terror. Remember how bad you used to get them? That's all it wa-" "Would you just shut up and listen?" he snapped with annoyance cutting Roman off. "This was different. This was real! Sami Callihan and Tommy Mercer were the ones who hurt me! They not only broke me down physically, but now it's like I can feel them messing with my head. Manipulating my mind to make me remember the violence they inflicted on me."

This wasn't a night terror." Dean replied now feeling a lump swell up inside his throat as tears blurred his vision. "These nightmares I've been having, I don't think they're just nightmares Rome, I think they're memories."

"It's alright Dean." Roman repeated again softly. "Everything's going to be fine." "No!" Dean shouted as he looked Roman dead in the eye, and spoke with all the sincerity in the world, "No it's not all going to be alright." "What are you talking about?" Roman asked as Dean repeated in the same sincere manner which was mixed with utter horror now. "Rome it's Sika. He's...He's been murdered."

"Looks like Tommy and Sami aren't just after me anymore now." Dean said feeling tears threatning to fall from his eyes again. Roman just sat there and held him close despite the bouts of white hot anger that was surging through his body. You want to play games Callihan? Roman thought angrily. I can play games right back at ya. Nobody hurts my family and get's away with it. Believe that.

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Chapter 16 - Keep Hanging In There

"Dean, I have do this." Roman said throwing his hands up in the air only minutes after he had hung up with Shane. "I have to make these assholes pay for what they've done, not just to you but now to my father as well." "Rome, it's trap." Dean managed weakly as he wheezed through the pain of his injuries. "Well I can't just leave you here by yourself, so I guess your going to have to come with me." Roman said as he walked over toward where Dean was still sitting down on the floor beside the wall. Dean looked up at the Samoan man through tears in his hazel eyes. "Look, I know this is going to be difficult for you, but I promise we are going to make these assholes pay for what they've done alright?"

Dean slowly nodded and whiped the tears from his cheeks as they fell from his face with his arm. Roman knealt down beside him and gently wrapped one arm around Dean's shoulder while grabbing ahold of his arm with the other. "Okay now listen to me very carefully okay?" Roman said glancing over at Dean as he slowly nodded in response. "I'm going to need you to stay calm alright? This is going to hurt like hell, but we gotta do this alright? I can't leave you here by yourself like this." Dean slowly nodded and braced himself from the agony he was about to endure as Roman started counting, "One...Two...Three..."

Dean closed his eyes as they both began to push themselves to their feet, and Dean held back a cry of pain as it tried to escape from his throat. He knew his body was in horrible pain, but now he was beginning to wonder just how much damage Tommy and Sami really had done to him. A pang of guilt flowed through Roman's body as he noticed the color beginning to drain from his brother's face and even as Dean placed a hand slightly to his midsection as his ribs had flared in obvious bouts of agony which caused him to lean on to Roman for support in order to stop himself from falling over.

"Hang in there." Roman said softly as he helped lead Dean out of the hotel room. The first ray of sunlight was the first thing that greeted them as Roman opened the door immediatly squinting from the bright light as it seemed to reflect off the windshield of the only car that was parked in front of them. Roman let out a deep sigh and shook his head. He knew he didn't want to risk getting caught and being charged with auto theft, but right now he didn't seem to have much of a choice.

Dean's life and now his father's life were lodged in his hands, and so, with no other option, Roman carefully helped Dean around the car, and took a peek in the driver's side to see a set of keys that were still lodged in the ignition. This seems almost too easy. Roman thought with uneasiness as he opened the door then led Dean around to the passenger side and helped him carefully into the seat. "Just hang in there bro." Roman said softly. "We're going to make it through this alright?" Dean nodded slowly as he now started to drift in and out of consciousness.

After what seemed like an eternity of driving, and with Dean in no condition either physically or mentally, Roman knew that he didn't want to risk his brother getting injured any further then he was already in. All he could do now was hope and pray that his father would still be alive by the time he arrived. Hang in there dad. Roman thought while blinking back a set of tears that blurred his vision. I'm on my way. Just keep hanging in there and whatever you do, don't give up. Roman took a few quick glances at Dean as he began to notice he was now alert, and his eyes were darting around wildly as he began fidgiting in the seat as though someone or something was making him agitated.

Heavy, sharp and ragged breaths began expelling from his mouth as the Lunatic Fringe tried to keep his composure. "You alright?" Roman asked in concern as he placed a gentle hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the seat as his face contorted in bouts of pain. "Terrific." He grumbled sarcastically through clenched teeth. "Keep hanging in there Dean." Roman said soflty as he kept his eyes on the road. "We'll be at the arena soon."

Dean with his eyes still closed just merly nodded in response, but a second later as the car rolled over a speed bump, Dean choked back a strangled cry of agony as he gripped one hand on the handle of the glove compartment and wrapped his other hand around his torso. "Sorry about that." Roman said wincing as he noticed the sign of pain etched on Dean's face. "You okay?" Dean was about to nod in response, but his body tensed up instead as he shook his head and just muttered through clenched teeth, "Shit. pull over Rome."

Roman pulled over as quickly as he could, and no sooner that he had stopped the car, and before he could question his brother what was going on, he looked over and saw that Dean was opening the passenger door and leaning out violently retching. "Easy Dean easy." Roman said gently as he cut the engine and got out. Running around to Dean's side of the car to help him from falling out of the car completly, Roman now saw the area where Dean was throwing up, which was was covered to his intital shock and surprise was blood.

"Holy shit." Roman breathed while shaking his head in shock. He knew the attack on Dean was bad from what the doctor had insentionally told him, but now it seemed that it was getting worse. Much, much worse. "Man, we gotta get you back to the hospital." Roman said gently as Dean shook his head weakly while gagging a few more times before looking up at him. "I'm okay now Ro." The Lunatic Fringe replied weakly. Despite the color not returning to his face, he looked about as white as Sheamus did if not almost transparent like a ghost. "Dean, whatever Tommy and Sami did to you is getting a hell of a lot worse man." Roman said while running a hand through his long black hair and letting out a shaky breath to keep himself calm. "I mean you just chucked up blood man that's not a good sign."

Dean wrapped his arms around his midsection and slotched over with quiet moans of pain escaping from him as Roman placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "Dean, I'm sorry man, but I gotta get you some place safe alright? Leave Tommy and Sami to me to handle. I don't want anything else bad to happen to you bro." Dean looked up at Roman now with his eyes wide in a sudden mixture of both fear and pain. "Roman, we have to move." He said, his voice was soft and almost audible due to the raging bouts of pain that was courisng through his insides.

"I know, I know." Roman said gently trying to keep himself calm. "I gott a get you to the hospital before I can go and check on my dad, then somehow make Tommy and Sami pay for all they-" "Roman, we gotta move now!" This time Dean's voice grew to almost a shout just as a sudden blast that sounded like a gunshot went off around them and the last thing Roman saw was a blast of red and orange coming at them before he lost conciousness and everything around him went black.

The first thing Roman felt was a sting of pain to his head as he snapped his eyes open expecting to find himself lying in a hospital bed, but all he saw only brought on a mixture of annoyance and anger as he reconized Seth's face who was standing over him holding a needle and thread that was covered in blood. "What the hell Seth? Haven't you done enough to us already?" Roman tried to sit up but Seth held out a hand to keep him still. "Easy Roman." The Architect replied as he finished suturing the Big Dog's wounds. "Where the hell am I anyway?" Roman asked looking around to find himself in what appeared to be sort of like a hotel room. "Where the hell is Dean?" "Don't worry, he's over in the bed next to you." Seth replied. "Although his condition is a lot worse then yours."

Roman looked over and could see that Dean was now stripped of his shirt and that his entire torso was a shade of angry red and covered in huge deep purple bruises that were slowly turning black. Before Roman had time to fully process what the hell had just happened he turned back to Seth now and asked, "What the hell is your deal Rollins? I mean you torture the hell out of both me and Dean and now all of a sudden your acting like nothing's changed between us. What the hell is up with you?" Seth set aside the needle and thread he had been using as Roman slowly sat up and placed a hand to the side of his head where he felt some stitches and immedialtly pulled back his hand with a small hiss of pain.

"Roman, after everything you said to me last night when Dean was having a nightmare, I went back to the arena to talk to Stephanie, and I overheard her talking to Triple H. They were talking about how easy I was to manipulate and how easy it was to break up the Shield." Roman rolled his eyes in annoyance as Seth continued, "I know you probably were expecting me to figure this out sooner rather then later, but I guess I got so caught up in the moment of fame and fortune that I guess I just sort of lost sight of what was right in front of me." Roman held back a growl of anger as he sat up fully on the bed he was lying on and swung his legs over the side of the bed as he stood on wobbly legs.

"Let me get this streight, you go on torturing not just me but putting Dean through hell for two fucking years and now you want us to just suddenly forgive you?" A rush of dizziness swept over Roman as he attempted to keep himself steady only to stagger and fall to one knee breathing heavily. "Roman, I know I shoud've said it a long time ago, but really, I am sorry for all that I've done to you. Why can't you believe me?" "Why don't you give me a fucking good reason why I should believe you?" Roman replied back with a growl of anger and a hiss of pain as a violent stab of agony shot through his aching skull.

"I heard about what happened to your dad." Seth replied as Roman looked up at him once the dizziness had passed. "Don't worry, he's okay though. I found him covered in blood after I heard Stephanie and Triple H talking about the attack Sami and Tommy had put on him and I got him to the hospital just in time." Roman's face softened up a bit at the mention of his dad's health and it brought him a sense of peace to know that his dad wasn't really dead after all. "How? I mean Shane called and told me that he was dead." "He almost was." Seth replied. He was unconscious when Shane and Daniel found him, so it appeared to them that he was dead, but when I got there, I managed to get him start breathing again."

Roman's mind was spininng now as Seth reached out a hand to help to him to his feet again. "So does that prove to you how sorry I am for what I've done to you?" Roman narrowed his eyes at his former brother and just replied, "Not completley, but it's a hell of a start at least. If you ever want Dean and I to fully trust you again Seth, your going to have to earn our trust back. Trust is something you earn it's not something that's just given." Seth nodded as the two of them bumped their fists together.

TOO BE CONTINUED...Is Seth possibly telling the truth about everything or is it just another trick to lure Roman and Dean back into a trap? What do you think? Let me know what your thoughts on where this story will go now. Will the Shield reunite and stand against the Authority once again? Like I said leave me a review and a comment on what your thoughts are, and we'll see what happens the next time I update which will be soon. Hope You enjoyed and as always please review!