Notes: Well looks like I was a little wrong about AJ and Punk! By the time this fic starts out they would already be married! Truly happy for them. They seem to be a happy couple.

"So where exactly are we going?" Dean asked his voice slightly muffled by the jacket he was using as a pillow. He was stretched out in the backset with his bad ankle propped up on Roman. Punk and AJ were in the front.

"I have no clue," Punk said. "Do you guys want to look for the Wyatts or get away from them?"

"We could always go to RAW Monday," Ambrose suggested. "That way we know exactly where they are," he yawned as the painkillers started to take effect.

"I hope those are the painkillers talking," Roman said, "because that's a crazy idea." He didn't get an answer because Ambrose was asleep.

"It's not that crazy of an idea," AJ said. "You'll get to see them on your terms."

"True," Roman said, "I really want to know why Seth joined the Wyatts but Dean is in no shape to be at RAW. They are known for appearing out of nowhere," he sighed, "but I don't know of anywhere else to go. Let's go to my apartment for now to figure something out." He gave Punk the directions.

When they arrived at the apartment, Punk and Roman helped a still groggy Ambrose out of the car and into Roman's apartment. They settled him on the couch and he went back to sleep.

"I'm not an expert on painkillers but should we be worried," AJ asked.

"Nah," Roman said, "he was even groggier the last time he was checked out of the hospital. He'll be okay," he sat down in a chair. "The bathroom is down the hall on the right. The kitchen is also down the hall if you guys are hungry or thirsty." He said as he turned on the TV. "Make yourself at home."

AJ walked down the hall to the bathroom but came back quickly. "They've been here," she said.

Roman and Punk followed her to the bathroom and saw a sheep mask propped up against the mirror. There was a message on the mirror it read: We'll be back for him.

Roman's hand smacked the sink. He knew the handwriting almost as well as his own. It was Seth's. He supposed he shouldn't have been surprised that Seth was at his apartment. The other tenants all knew Dean and Seth and wouldn't have given him a second glance if he entered the apartment building. "We can't stay here," Roman said going back into the living room to wake Ambrose up again.

"What's going on," Ambrose asked groggily. He started to fall asleep but Roman shook him awake as he handed him the crutches.

"Seth's been here," Roman explained. "We've got to move."

"Why not wait for them," Ambrose asked. "Why are we running."

"Because you have a broken ankle," Roman reminded him. "And they are after you. Almost everyone here knows Seth and they'll let him up here so we've got to go."

"I vote we stay here," Ambrose said as he pushed the crutches away.

Punk and AJ didn't say a word as they didn't care either way.

Dean's phone started to ring and Roman handed it to him. "Hello," he said not bothering to look at the caller ID.

There was a chuckle on the other end of the phone line. "Hello Dean," Bray drawled.

"What do you want Bray," Ambrose demanded. It was what he had wanted to know for a while now.

"The Shield's destruction of course. Your personal destruction of course is per someone else's request but what better way to get revenge than by destroying the whole group."

"Why don't you come here and we can finish this right now?"

"I'm already there."

Click

Dean stood up uneasily on his crutches. This sounded like a really bad horror movie to him. "The Wyatts are here," he explained to the others.

"Where," Roman asked as he looked around his apartment but he didn't find anyone.

"That's what he said," Dean said.

"Maybe he meant mentally," AJ said as she came back into the room after doing a search where she found nothing.

There was a commotion in the hall.

"Or they meant in the building," Roman said walking over and looking out the peephole. A llama mask was not what he expected to be looking at. He moved away from the door. "AJ, Dean stay back." He said as he threw the deadbolt in place. He knew that wouldn't keep the Wyatts out but it gave him a chance to think.

Ambrose moved closer to the door and looked through the peephole. "I'm getting sick of that camel mask." He said as he moved away from the door.

"Me too," Roman said. He looked through the peephole again, but only saw Seth.

"Well we can't stay in here forever," Punk said. AJ was standing off to the side. She was even crazier than Ambrose at times but she knew when to stand back.

"I say let's open the door and see what they want," Ambrose said. "It's not like they're just going to walk away. And I'm sure Roman doesn't want them to scare his neighbors.

Roman looked at Punk before opening the door. Seth was gone.

"I told you he was a ninja," Ambrose said. As he stood in in the doorway craning his neck to get a better look. He saw a flash of brown. He pointed toward it.

Punk pushed past both of them. "I'll check it out," he said, "you guys stay here."

Roman was about to protest but thought better of it. Leaving Ambrose and AJ in the apartment probably wouldn't be a good idea with the Wyatts in the apartment building.

Punk walked out of the apartment and towards where he saw the masked face a moment ago. He hurried in that direction. When he got there no one was around. It was starting to feel like a kid's game. Or a game of cat and mouse. He searched the building but couldn't find anyone. He turned to go back to the apartment and found himself face to face with Erik Rowan.

"This is stupid," Ambrose said as he 'paced' the living room. "We should be looking for them not just sitting here."

"We aren't just sitting here roman said, "we…" he stopped. There was a loud bang on the door.

Ambrose looked through the peephole. This time Seth stood there without the mask. He stepped back to allow Roman to open the door.

Roman opened it slightly. Seth kept looking behind him.

"I think I've finally shaken the Wyatts," he said. "They really believed I was a part of their group. Let me in."

"This reminds me of a vampire story," AJ said to Ambrose. "They can only come in if they are invited."

Dean smirked. "I don't think he's a vampire." He said but he didn't think letting Seth in was a good idea. Seth had just been at the door wearing a camel mask.

"Please Roman," he said. "I don't want them to find me."

Roman still didn't open the door all the way. He turned to look at Ambrose who shook his head. There was a beep on his phone indicating he had a text message. He opened it and saw that someone had texted him a picture of Punk being down in the hall.

He closed the text before AJ could see it.

"Don't open the door," he said to Roman.

"Look Dean I'm sorry about what happened to you," Seth said. "They made me try to take you but I escaped."

"Step away from the door," Bray drawled as he walked up to the door. "Did you really think you could escape me Seth," he asked with a chuckle. "Once you are a member of my family you'll always be a member of my family. It doesn't look like your Shield Brothers want you back. You are always welcome in my family. Not that you have a choice," Bray said his smile growing bigger.

Ambrose's resolve started to waiver. What if Seth was telling the truth? He looked at Roman and saw that he seemed to be thinking it over also.

The door was shoved open by Bray knocking Roman backwards. Ambrose moved his weight so he could lean on one crutch and use the other as a weapon.

Bray's smile grew even more as he looked at Ambrose. Rowan came in carrying Punk over his shoulder before dropping him on the floor. The lights went out.

Ambrose was shoved hard backwards. He lost his balance and landed hard on the floor. A sharp pain went through his broken ankle. Someone dragged him backwards by the armpits. He tried to fight them. He was dropped in a corner.

"Stay here," Seth said.

Ambrose tried struggling back up with the aid of the crutches but was finding it very difficult. His ankle was hurting and his crutch felt like it was bent.

The lights suddenly came on and Dean found himself staring at Seth who was wiping blood off of his face.

"They're gone," Seth said holding out his hand for Ambrose to take. He refused the hand at first until another hand he did recognize and trusted reached down to help him up. Once he was up, Roman handed him a crutch that wasn't bend. He stared warily at Seth.

"Now what?" Ambrose asked.

Notes: So Seth's back with the Shield but can they trust him?