Later, sometime at night, Roman woke up. He had a terrible headache. He rubbed at his head, groaning a bit. "Ugh...why does my head hurt so much?"

He felt Dean trembling underneath him. He noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, so he must have been cold. He tried scooting up closer to him, and wrap his arms around him, but the omega flinched away. A quiet sob escaped from his lips.

"Dean? Baby, are you okay? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Don't!"

Roman grew worried. Dean had just yelled at him. What was wrong with him? Dean was looking up at him with a frightened look on his face. Did he have a nightmare?

"Dean, tell me whats wrong."

The omega didn't say anything. Roman noticed that he wasn't wearing any clothes. He looked closer at him, seeing that his neck had a bite mark on it. He looked down at his legs seeing some blood trickling down them. Roman also noticed that he himself wasn't wearing any clothes either.

'No! What have I done?!'

Roman reached out a hand towards him. "Dean, I'm so sorry...Please, let me make it all better. Let me take care of you."

"Don't touch me!"

Roman pulled his hand away. Dean had his teeth bared at him, and he was growling. If he tried to touch him, he would bite him.

"Baby, ple-"

"You raped me, Roman." He growled out. "You broke your promise. You hurt me. Don't you see? You can't make it better."

He knew Dean was right. But he at least wanted to comfort him, care for him. He didn't want Dean to push him away. "Dean..."

"LEAVE!"

Dean moved as far away from him as he could, pulling the blanket over himself. "Get out...leave...I need to be alone..."

"Alright, I'm leaving. I'll be downstairs, for when you want to talk. I'll be here for you."

He left the room, shutting the door behind him. He would his omega some space for now. He just hoped that he would talk to him soon, that they would get through. Together.

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A few hours later, Roman was sitting in the kitchen. He had just finished making his mate a cup of warm milk. He was about to bring it to him, but he soon heard footsteps in the hallway.

Dean stood in the doorway of the kitchen. He had his head down, staring down at the floor.

Roman stood up, walking over to him. He handed the cup to him. "Here, I made you this. Hopefully it'll he-"

Dean cut him off, by throwing the cup towards the nearest wall. It shattered, the milk going all over the floor.

"Okay, lets sit down so we can talk."

"Talk about what, Roman?" Dean said, still not looking up at him.

"Dean, please. Tell me what I can do to fix this. Please." He pleaded with him.

"There's nothing you can do. You can't fix this, Roman. You have proved to me, that you're just like all the others." He finally looked up at him.

"I'm not! I'm not like them, Dean!"

"You are."

Roman wrapped his arms around him. "We can get through this, together. I'll help you through the pregnancy, I'll take care of you, make it better. Dean, I love you."

"I don't love you."

He was shocked. He didn't love him? He had to have been lying. He did love him, Roman knew that he did. "You don't mean that."

"I do. You fucked up, Roman. You broke your promise to me. Its over. We're done."

Roman backed away from him slowly. He messed up. He had hurt Dean, and now his mate was leaving him.

"What about the pups?" Roman asked.

"What about them?"

"Are you going to get an abortion?"

"No...I won't kill them just because they were made from rape. I'll put them up for adoption."

Roman stared down at floor with sad eyes. He had to blink a few times to stop himself from crying. "They'll wonder...who their mother and father are...they'll search for us when they're older."

"Yeah, well I'm sure they'll be happy to know that their father raped their mother."

Dean turned away from him. "I'm leaving tomorrow. There's nothing you can do to stop me." He headed upstairs, leaving Roman by himself.

He finally broke down once Dean had left. He hated himself. He had done the worst thing ever to his mate. He needed to talk to someone. Someone who could try and help. Maybe talk some sense into Dean. But who?

'Seth! He'll know what to do. Maybe he can help us.'

It was two in the morning, but he needed to get a hold of his friend now. He dialed his number, hoping that he would answer. He also hoped that he wouldn't hate him too.

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Finn's eyes flew open when he heard Seth's cellphone ringing. He sat up, glaring over at the damned thing. "What the fuck..." He groaned.

Roman was calling. What could he want at two in the morning? It had to be important. He wouldn't at this time if it wasn't. He shook his omega's shoulder. "Seth...honey...wake up."

All he got from him was a loud snore. He groaned some more, running a hand over his face. "Baby, Roman is calling. Wake up."

"Mmm...wha? Roman...what does he want?"

"I don't know. Answer to find out."

"You answer it. You wore me out tonight."

Finn sighed. "Fine. I'll see what it is he wants." He reached over his mate, picking up the phone, and answered. "Hello?"

"Finn...its you."

"Roman..." He was concerned now. Roman sounded like he was crying. Something must have happened. "Whats going on? Is everything okay?"

"Can I speak to Seth?"

"Hold on." He held the phone out him. "Seth."

"Go back to sleep." Seth groaned, pulling the pillow over his head.

"Seth!" He grabbed the pillow from him, smacking his mate over the head with it.

"What the hell, Finn?!"

"Your friend is upset, and he needs to talk to you."

"Give me that." Seth grabbed the phone from him, holding it up to his ear. "Roman, what do you want?"

"Seth...thank goodness. I need your help."

"Okay...whats wrong?"

"I did something terrible...Oh, Seth...please don't hate me."

"What did you do...?" He was worried now. What could Roman have possibly done? Did he...no! He wouldn't! He was better than that. He prayed that Roman didn't do anything to Dean.

"I fucked up Seth...I broke my promise...Dean hates me...he doesn't love me anymore..."

"Don't be silly, Roman. He could never you."

"But he does! Seth, I...I...I raped him."

"What is he saying?" Finn asked.

"He raped Dean, Finn." Seth told him.

"Oh no..."

"Please don't hate me guys, please." Roman said, crying. "I...I didn't mean to...It was a mistake. My instincts...I got out of control...I never meant to hurt him..."

"Roman, calm down, okay?" Seth said. "We don't hate you."

"No, we don't." Finn said. "We're disappointed in you, but we don't hate you."

"Thanks guys...that makes me feel a little better." Roman was thankful that his friends didn't hate him.

"Where is Dean?" Seth asked.

"He's upstairs. He won't talk to me anymore. He's leaving tomorrow."

"What?! But why?!"

"He doesn't love me anymore...but...I know that's not true...Seth, please come over tonight to try and talk to him. Please."

"I'll come over. Me and Finn will be there soon. I'll try to talk to him, but I can't promise anything."

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After getting off the phone with Seth, Roman headed back upstairs. He stood outside of his bedroom. Dean was inside, probably still awake.

Roman was going to try and talk to him now. Try to fix things, be there for him. He walked inside. To his surprise the omega had fallen asleep. He sat down, rubbing a hand down his back.

"Dean...I'm so sorry...if I could take everything back I would...I regret what I had done." He whispered. "I want to take care of you. Make it all right again. Please don't leave me. I need you."

Dean woke up, sensing his alphas scent, and hearing his words. He looked up at him. "Ro..." He looked so sad. He could sense that something was wrong.

"I'm not like them. If I was I wouldn't be trying to fix this. Please forgive me." He leaned in closer to his mate. "I love you, Dean. I know you love me too. I know that what you said before isn't true. Dean, please, talk to me."

"Roman!" Dean couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't stand seeing his alpha so upset. He needed to try and comfort him. "Ro...don...ve...up set..."

Roman was confused. Dean's words, they didn't sound right. And the way he was acting...No, he didn't blackout...did he?

"Dean? Do you remember what happened?"

The omega shook his head.

'He doesn't remember what happened...this is not good...he doesn't know that he was raped tonight.'

"Come here." Roman pulled him into his arms, wrapping his arms tightly around him.

Dean nuzzled his face against his cheek. "Ro...o kay?"

"I'm okay. Are you okay?"

"Mm."

Roman picked him up. "Come on. Lets get you cleaned up."