A/N I fixed stuff in the first chapter. You may want to read it before this one. It's a couple minor changes.

Seth wakes in the morning and rubs his face. His stomach is what woke him up and the sun going through the curtains. Seth rubs his face again and slowly climbs out of bed. Last night he had just crawled into bed after he calmed down the tears and just slept. No fear no pain. Just sleep. He hadn't had anything like that in years. He hadn't felt like this in a long time. He stretches and goes to take a shower. He looks around the apartment. There's a few old towels in the bathroom. A single bar of soap as well. Seth decides to use it and look for his own later. He takes from his bag his tooth brush and tooth paste.

Seth showers and cleans himself up. While he's brushing his hair he looks in the mirror. The bruise that Taker saw mares his cheek. There are other ones down his chest and particularly bad one on his thigh. Seth had to stay with his partner until his arm healed as he got the money to run.

Seth looks at the bruise on his thigh and sighs softly. He then walks into the bed room. He picks up his bag and then goes through it. He pulls out his jeans and shirt pulling it on. He then runs his hand through his hair and turns to leave. He picks up his keys and wallet along with his hoodie. He heads out of the the apartment.

He looks at the card that Mark had handed him. It's something to do with cars. That much is obvious. Seth frowns softly. He doesn't know the first thing about cars. Other then he can drive them. He shrugs though and walks down the street towards the address.
When he approaches the building his eyes go wide. It's a huge building. There's a few guys working on cars with the bay doors open. Seth fidgets and looks around at all the people. He notices the music coming from the building. Then there's a guy walking around a car dancing to the beat. Seth walks over and clears his throat.

The man looks at him with shaggy blond hair. He grins at him as he looks Seth over. "Well now... someone as cute as you may get a discount."

Seth bites his lip. "Um... Mark... Sent me down here..."

The man takes a step back and then looks at Seth. "Oh... I'm Dean." He holds out his hand.

Seth shakes his hand and smiles. "I'm Seth."

Dean grins, "cute... Hold on though. You want to talk to Randy."

Seth nods and watches as Dean jog to the back. He looks around and sees the classic cars along side just the regular cars. He walks over and peeks under the hood of one of the really old cars. He jumps when he feels a hand on his back, only to have a hand quickly catching his head preventing him from slamming his head into the propped up hood. Seth spins around and looks over at the person that touched him.

A tanned man with a tribal tattoo down his arm. He has a nice face with long gorgeous black hair. When the men looks concerned at him. His eyes are steel grey but seem to sparkle with amusement. "Sorry about that."

Seth whispers, "No it's... I'm just jumpy."

The man nods and gently takes Seth's chin and tips his face to him. The man looks down at the bruise and his eyes seem colder and angry. "I can see why."

Seth blushes and then ducks his head, "Yeah... I..."

The man gently wraps his arm around Seth's waist and whispers. "Don't worry.. your story is painfully written on your face right now."

Seth nods and then looks up at the man and feels safe. "I'm Seth."

The man smiles softly at him, 'I'm Roman... or ro as Dumb ass calls me."

Dean walks back with a older man and grins, "Ro ro your boat man."

Roman glares at Dean and then motions to the older man with the skull tattoos' on his arms, "that's Randy."

Randy holds out his hand and shakes Seth's hand, "Nice to meet you. Hopefully these two didn't scare you off."

Dean glares at Randy and then smacks Randy's ass. "You're lucky I love you."

Randy glares at Dean as Dean dances away back to the car he was working on. Roman smirks at Randy and Randy growls. Seth swallows and Ro's arm tightens around him. The comfort spreading through Seth. Seth relaxes slowly as Randy turns to him and gives him a soft smile.

Randy rumbles, "That would be my husband... Dean."

Seth nods and looks at Randy. "I like him..."

Randy smirks. "So do I. If I didn't he might be in so much trouble. Come on.. I have some paper work for you to fill out."

Seth looks confused.

Randy motions Seth to follow. "well you do want a job right? Mark vouched for you and I need a front desk person."

Seth looks up. "...really?" He follows Randy and Roman grins at his back.

Randy nods and throws open his office. Seth looks at the piles of paper's that have greasy finger prints. The empty coffee containers...and ...the garbage.. The office looks a bomb went off in it.

Randy sighs and looks at the mess. "Um... hold on... I know I have the papers... somewhere."

Seth looks at Randy, "I can clean this for you...I don't mind."

Randy looks at him. "Actually... Yeah... I mean obviously I'm paying you for it... But I think... I need help."

Dean calls out from his car. "Lots of help."

Randy sighs softly and looks at the mess.

Seth fidgets and looks at him. "I can do it."

Randy opens a desk drawer and he pulls out a folder. Seth moves a box and sits down on it since it's the only place. Randy and him fill out the paper work.

Randy then stands up and grins at him. "You start tomorrow."

Seth stands up and beams at Randy. "thank you."

Randy shrugs. "Don't mention it. Mark said you where a good kid and needed a hand. Besides.,. you offered to clean this place... I'd hire you just based off that."

Seth beams and Randy leads him out.

Dean leans against the car and then calls out. "Randy is buying lunch tomorrow. We do it for all new employees."

Randy nods, "Yeah so don't bring lunch tomorrow."

Seth nods and waves at Dean. "Alright. I'll see you tomorrow."

Roman grips his hands into fists. He turns to Randy and Dean is standing behind Randy. Roman's voice is deep as he growls out. "Names... I want names for his partner."

Randy nods and Dean twitches as he drums his fingers over his collar .