A/N: Here is more I am on a roll! :) and who ever is my 100th review the next chapter will be dedicated to them. Thank you so much R&R

Hey everybody needs somebody
Wants somebody
Hey everybody cracks and bleeds
So hit your knees
And pray that help is on the way
Everybody pray that help is on the way

Even though we're damaged goods
I would love you if I could
But you are so unalarmed
By my unfortunate charm

"Justin come on, drink alittle bit of water. You have to drink something. We have a few hours till the taping and you look like shit." I sighed as I offered Justin my water bottle. He hasn't eaten or drank anything in a day. He has barely talked either. I was worried.

"No Baba." Justin mumbled as he laid against the cold locker room wall. His eyes closed as he curled into a ball. I was almost a hundred percent sure he had a concussion.

Sighing I sat beside him and pulled him close. Justin hasn't been the same since his time with Punk, he was barely functioning. I ran my hands up and down his arms and tried to comfort the slightly older south African. I jumped when the door flew open and the Nexus strolled in. Punk came in last and tossed his bag down on the ground.

" Gabriel, Slater. We are all going to practice as a team. Get ready." Punk said as he pulled off his black teeshirt.

" Hell no. He has a concussion; I'm going to talk to the trainers." I said tightening my arm around Justin's shaking shoulders. "So fuck off."

"Fuck off?" Punk asked with a sneer.

"Ya fuck off." I said wishing I sounded alot more braver then I did.

"Okay Wendy, I think we need have alittle chat." Punk motioned for me to follow him outside. I untangled myself from Justin and kissed his forehead.

"I'll be right outside, yell if anything happenens." I whispered before placing a kiss on his forehead. I straightened up and followed Punk out of the locker room. He shoved me against the wall and smirked.

"You think your calling the shots now, don't ya Slater?" Punk asked as he glared down at me. " I may have told Justin I wouldn't fuck you but I can still kick the shit out of you. You stupid pathetic piece of shit."

" Say what you want Punk. I don't give a fuck naw mean. You won't have us under your thumb for much longer. I have a meeting with someone pretty high up in the company and I know he's been ignore your bullshit for years. But it stops now." I snapped before turning to walk away. Punk grabbed a handful of my long red hair and pulled hard.

" I am the reason you loser still have a damn job. I will fucking destroy both of you." He snarled before slamming me hard against the wall. " You would be nothing but glorified jobbers without me." He slammed me against the wall again knocking the wind out of me, I fell like a ton of bricks, wheezing and holding my sides. He kicked me hard as he continued to cuss me out.

"Hey what the fuck is going on!" I groaned softly when Punk stopped kicking me. I looked up to see a very angry looking Jack Swagger standing in between me and Punk. Why the was someone standing up to him?

" Mind your own god damn business Lispy." Punk snapped at him. The much larger blonde shook his head and glared.

" You cant just kick the thhit out of Heath in the hallway. Everyone else might be afraid of you but I'm not falling for it." He said glaring down at him.

" You don't want me as an enemy Swagger." Punk said cooly.

"I wasn't afraid of you in ECW and I am not afraid of you now. I'm already almost a jobber." Jack said with a shrug. " Now go away."

Punk smirked and nodded. " Just wait Slater, just fucking wait. You are not going anywhere." He slapped Jack swagger across the mouth before going back into the locker room. He turned red and squatted down beside me.

" You okay Thlater?" He asked cracking me a goofy grin. His lisp was so damn cute.

"Ya, I'm okay." I told him still confused why he helped me. " Thanks Jack." I rubbed my face and pushed myself to my feet. " But I don't want you to get hurt..."

"Heath unlike everyone else, I am not afraid of some sadistic basturd I said no to him when I first started and his threats haven't fazed me." Jack laughed as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Just be careful okay, he is really dangerous." I said softly as I looked at the locker room.

" Don't worry Heath...My boyfriend will take care of me." He chuckled softly as his phone rang. The ringtone was too familiar. It was Break the Walls Down. The rumours were true.

I smiled softly and nodded before turning to go back in the locker room. I mouthed thank you too Jack. I held my head up and walked back over to where Justin was laying. He was slowly sipping on a water bottle as he stared at the wall blankly.

" You two don't need to come and practice with us." Michael said after Punk whispered in his ear. I didn't look at them as the rest of the men left the room. I sat beside Justin and kissed his cheek.

"Your havein a drink?" I asked as I rubbed his arm.

"Punk told me too." Justin shrugged as he snuggled close to me. "Don't get in trouble cause of me, i can handle myself. " He sighed and scooted up so he could look me in the eyes. Justin leaned closer and kissed me hard as he pulled me closer.

I knew I should pull away and stop this but if I said I wasn't attracted to Justin I'd be lying. He was perfect, great body, great personality and he had a smiled that could light up a room. I've have wanted to kiss him since he was Justin Angel. I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed those soft lips gently. I wanted to make him forget about last night.

I started kissed and bite at the tanned skin of his neck, it was all good until Justin whimpered. I pulled away and looked up at those sad dark eyes. I couldn't do this, Justin wasn't mine. Even though they were fighting I knew Justin would never love anyone as much as Wade. I was just someone to make him forget about what he has been through. I just kissed Justin on the forehead with a sigh.

" I love you J but we gotta stop." I said rubbing my face. " You should sleep until the show."

"Okay Heath." Justin smiled weakly as I helped pick him up and laid him on the couch. I tucked a blanket I stole from the hotel around him. Justin just smiled again and lightly touched my cheek before closing his eyes. I made sure I left his cell phone beside him as I walked out of the locker room in to the hallway. I pulled my own phone out of my pocket. I dialled the number and leaned against the wall. I prayed he answered.

"Ello?"

"Wade, it's Heath... don't even think of fuckin hangin up the phone."

"Slater, I have nothin' to say to you and that whore you hang out with." He said in a cold voice.

"I swear to god, if you say one more thing about him I'm going to beat your ass." I snapped. " Justin is a fuckin wreck. Punk beat the shit out of him and he barely functioning. I had to bathe him this morning because he wouldn't get out of bed. He was whipped, raped and fuckin drugged."

"Heath he is not my problem anymore. He made his choice." I could almost hear that sneer on Wade's face. I wanted to scream.

" He is only with Punk because he was so preoccupied on protecting me and everyone else. He was trying to be a hero. He didn't want to tell you atfirst because he was scared. He was scared I would get hurt, or Evan getting hurt or he would get in trouble. Punk threatened to get us fired, do you blame him now?". I didn't give Wade time to respond. I was tried of being quiet." It was your fuckin job to protect Justin. You are the one he should snuggle with, or say he love or fuckin' call baby. I don't want to be his fuckin' baba, you fuckin moron. Jesus Christ I want to kick your ass so bad." I shouted into the phone.

Wade was so silent I thought he hung up. I was about to snap.

"Say something Barrett, explain to me why you fine with letting someone you love get brutally raped."

"What do you want me to do Slater?" he asked sounding rather pathetic. " You think I have any pull in this company?"

"Wade all I need you to do is get me a meeting with Hunter and once this is finished you better fuckin' fix Justin."

" Okay, I will call you back okay. Tell him I am so sorry and that I am going to destroy punk once I get him back." Wade sounded pissed.

"I will, call me back." I said before hanging up my phone. Sighing heavily I collapsed against the wall. This need to be over, I was on my last legs. I only sat for a moment before pulling myself up and going back into the locker room. Justin needed me.

Wade didn't call me back till the show was over. Thank god it was only me and Justin in the locker room. The Nexus dressed faster than us and I was glad. I sat sitting on the bench unlacing my boots when my phone rang. I scrambled over to my bag and answered.

" Ya?" I asked running a hand through my hair.

" He is staying at the Hilton, room 390. Be there by ten okay." Wade told me firmly. I looked up and saw Justin come out of the shower with a towel slung low around his waist. I gave him a crooked grin.

"Thank you. Thank you for helping me." I said softly as I watched Justin towel off. All of the makeup we used to cover the bruises was off, he was black and blue.

" How is he doing?" Wade asked quietly.

" He's doing okay. He needs you though."

" I'll talk to him soon Heath. I need to make up for this.."

" You will. I have to go okay. Thank you."

" Bye Heath." He said before the line went dead. I shoved my phone back in my bag and through on a hoodie.

"J, you ready to go?" asked as I grabbed my bag. Justin nodded slowly and grabbed his own bag. Once he got to my side he cuddled close placing a kiss on my neck. He stayed quiet and just clung to me as we walked to the rental car. " I swear I'm gonna fix this J. I fuckin' swear."