Sami tried grabbing onto Ambrose as he was closer to Dean than Roman. He knew lights going out wouldn't be a good thing and most likely signaled the arrival of the Wyatts.

"Let go Sami," Seth said into his ear. "Just let go."

Sami swung blindly at where he hoped the voice was coming from hoping he didn't accidently hit Ambrose or Roman.

There was a chuckle. "Missed. But I won't," that was the last thing he remembered before something crashed down on the back of his head. Everything went black. His hand slipped away from Ambrose and he crashed to the floor.

Roman launched himself at the figure standing in the room not caring who it was at the moment.

"You truly are an interesting creature," Bray said, "but we do not have time for this." He shoved Roman as hard as he could off of Seth. He looked toward the doorway trying to figure out how much time they had before someone came into the room to see what was going on. "Grab Ambrose," he hissed at Rowan. "We've got to go."

Roman picked himself up off the floor and flung himself at the larger silhouette in the room. They all went crashing to the floor landing on top of Sami.

Bray glowered. Why couldn't this be as easy as last time? He wondered.

Ambrose was sitting up on the bed, bed railing in his hand ready to hit whoever tried to grab him. Suddenly the lights went back on in the hallway.

"Forget them!" Bray said. "We need to leave now!" The Wyatts left.

After they were gone a nurse appeared in the doorway surveying the room. She saw two men tangled up on the floor and Ambrose holding onto the bed rail.

"We've got the power back on," she said, "thankfully the storm only knocked out the lights. Are you okay Mr. Good?"

Ambrose dropped the bed rail. After seeing Roman was still in the room, he relaxed. "Yeah I'm fine." He said.

The nurse left the room.

"Sorry," Roman said as he helped Sami back to his feet. "You okay?"

"Other than a headache," he said, "fine. Just glad they didn't get either of you or me for that matter."

"Well Dean can't stay here," Roman said, "we need to move."

The curtains parted again and this time a doctor entered the room. "Seems we had a bit of excitement," he said as he checked Ambrose's chart and cast. "Everything looks good."

"Doctor would there be any problems if I was released today," Ambrose asked.

The doctor looked down at his chart again. "I guess it would be okay. Everything on your chart looks good. Of course we are concerned because of your history of internal damage. If you were released we would suggest going back to the hospital if anything seems even the slightest bit wrong. If that is what you want, I'll get the discharge papers started."

"It's what I want," Ambrose said.

"Okay then," the doctor said, "I'll have a nurse bring in the paperwork for you to sign when it's ready," he said and left the room.

A muffled voice came from under the bed. Roman looked under the bed and found that his phone was still connected to the conference call.

"Hello," Roman asked.

"Is everything okay there," Vince asked.

"The Wyatts have left," Roman said, "they were trying to get Dean again."

"Why are they trying so hard to get Ambrose," a voice they didn't recognize right away asked. It took Roman a moment to realize it wasn't coming from the phone.

"Hey Punk," Ambrose greeted.

Bray was livid. This had been the second failed attempt to grab Ambrose in the less than twenty-four hours. He was going to be mad and none of this was his fault. Reigns kept getting in his way. He knew if he wanted to get Ambrose he either had to take Reigns as well or make sure he was out of the picture. He looked over at Rollins who was staring out the window and knew he had a perfect way to do it. He saw his newest follower start to fidget again so he started humming and he settled down again. They were going to get their revenge one way or another. The destruction of Dean Ambrose was Hunter's goal. His goal was the destruction of The Shield as a whole.

It had all started when he took Ambrose and Rollins out of the hospital. He had put Seth into the trunk and played a tape with subliminal messages for him to listen to and that was only the start. He had his followers keep tabs on Seth and call his cellphone with the same music. He was able to manipulate Seth into exactly what he wanted him to do. Now he just had to finish his goal and knew just how to do it.