"Dean, wait!" Roman slammed Dean up against the wall.
"Let me go or I swear to god I'll beat you up too!" Dean sneered.

Bray's voice reached them from inside the ring and Dean had taken off the second he heard it so he could get his hands on the man. He would have been in there by now, beating him down mercilessly, if it hadn't been for Roman.

"I didn't say not to go but you need back up," Roman said.
"You're here," Dean said.
"I can't take Luke and Erick on my own. You took off while Seth was putting on his boots. Give him a second and we'll all go," Roman said calmly.

Dean let out a sigh and nodded and Roman let go at the same time as Seth came storming around a corner.

"I'm here! Let's go kill the fucker!" Seth yelled on his way.

He ran past them without slowing down and both of them spun around and ran too. They didn't give out any warning. They just stormed in from a side entrance, jumped the barricade and were up in the ring before Bray knew what was happening. It didn't stop the man from grinning though.

"I knew you'd come," he laughed.

Dean connected his fist with Bray's jaw, hoping the punch was hard enough to wipe off that grin from the man's face for forever. Bray fell down backwards and Dean followed, straddling the man, grabbing his long hair with his left hand while his right hand went down more times. Meanwhile Roman and Seth kept Luke and Erick busy outside the ring.

"Where is she?" Dean shouted.

Again Bray just laughed and again Dean hit him. It didn't seem to faze Bray at all that he was hurt and bleeding. The angry man on top of him was apparently the biggest amusement of the day.

"Tell me where she is or I'll fucking kill you!" Dean shouted.
"You know where she is. She's at the compound. The question you should be asking..." Bray laughed. "Is she above or below the ground?"
"If you hurt her..." Dean started.
"I took the devil out of her, Dean! A devil you put in there!" Bray shouted.

Bray used all his strength to move up and headbutt Dean and Dean stumbled down next to Bray, feeling confused and dazed for a moment. Bray used the momentum to switch positions and now he was the one straddling Dean instead. Dean took a couple of punches that kept him dazed and then Bray leaned down close.

"She's alive and biddable at last. My child is finally home where she belongs. Once she's fully healed, she'll be given to Luke," he said.
"No!" Dean yelled.

Bray kept laughing but his laughter was soon replaced with a sound of surprise as he was yanked away from Dean. A superkick was delivered to his face and he fell down. Seth quickly grabbed Dean's arms to yank him up.

"Come on!" Seth shouted.

Dean heard Roman roar and that made him jump up as fast as he could. He and Seth grabbed an arm each and yanked Bray up. Roman stood ready as they lifted the man up on his shoulders, triple power bombing him hard down on the mat. First then did Dean look out to see both Erick and Luke lying unconscious outside the ring.

"Thanks," he mumbled.
"Anything for our brother," Roman patted Dean on the chest.
"Catelin?" Seth asked.
"Alive," Dean breathed a sigh of relief. "Not safe though. She won't be as long as he has her."
"We'll figure it out," Roman said.

No matter how they spun it around in their heads, there was no way inside the compound without getting caught, beaten and probably killed. Bray had too many followers. The only place they could reach him was at the arena where he only went with a small group of them and he was smart enough not to be caught by the three Shield members again. A week went by like that where they didn't get anywhere.

"How long do you think she has?" Dean sighed.
"Till the wedding? I don't know," Roman said.
"It's not fair! It's not alright!" Dean whimpered.
"Bray's not gonna miss out on telling you somehow. He wants to rub it in to hurt you even more. So in this case no news is good news," Roman said.
"Use that anger out there," Seth pointed towards the door. "We're up next."

Dean nodded and headed towards the door. They had barely made it out when they all saw a white dress disappear around the corner.

"Dean!" Roman grabbed Dean's arm. "You don't know if it's her."
"I gotta know," Dean yanked himself free.

He sprinted towards the corner with Seth and Roman right after him. He rounded the corner and almost knocked her over as he ran straight into her. He didn't apologize, his voice simply left him as he saw her, so instead he just wrapped his arms around her to pull her tight. She whimpered in pain by his hands on her back and he quickly let go and grabbed her hands instead.

"I found you," his voice finally came back.
"I need to go," her hands slid out of his.
"No, wait! Go where? Come with me!" He said desperately.
"Father is waiting," she said.

She turned around to continue walking.

"Father? What the hell, Catelin? Don't give in to him like that! You're stronger that that!" He yelled while grabbing her arm.
"Father is waiting!" She said more firmly.

He looked up and over her, noticing the group that was waiting for her to come join them. They were watching her every move, waiting for her to join them, and there was just too many of them for him to start going to war with them in the middle of a hallway. Not to mention that many of them were kids that didn't know any better than what they were being brainwashed with. They didn't deserve his anger.

"Catelin, please," he said lowly.
"He'll never let me go alive. He'll hunt us both down," she whispered so only he could hear it.

She moved forward again, away from him, and he let her. It wasn't alright, far from, but it was better than just a minute ago. She was still there, she was still the same person, but she was hiding herself away, feeding Bray's illusions in order to keep herself safe. Now it was up to him to find a permanent solution to get her out of there for good and he knew just what to do.

"Let's go," he turned around.
"We're just gonna let her leave?" Roman asked surprised.
"For now," Dean answered. "I know what to do."
"Fuck, you have that look on your face," Seth said.
"What look?" Dean asked.
"That fucking scary look that says you're about to murder someone," Seth answered.
"Because I am," Dean said.

It didn't take them long to lay down 3 Man Band once again. Why those three kept trying was beyond anyone. They did make the smart move and just run away once they realized they couldn't take The Shield. Once the ring was clear of the three so called bandmembers, Dean grabbed a microphone and stared up the ramp.

"Bray Wyatt!" He called. "You have something that belongs to me and I want her back!"

He paced the ring for close to a minute before Luke and Erick finally showed up first. Luke dragged Bray's rocking chair behind him and set it up on top of the ring. Shortly after Bray came walking out with a grin on his face, a microphone in one hand and holding on to Catelin's hand with his other hand. He went to sit down on the rocking chair, dragging her down on his lap as if she was a little child and it made Dean furious to watch her like that.

"Dean, Dean, Dean," Bray laughed. "Do you really think I'm just gonna give my child to you?"
"She's not yours! She never was to begin with!" Dean yelled.
"She was given to me and finally she sees the light and wants to stay. Tell him, child. Tell him where you belong," Bray said.

He pushed the microphone up in front of her face, waiting for her to say the words that hopefully would break Dean completely.

"I belong with father," was all she said.

Dean gritted his teeth as he held back on all the words he wanted to shout in that moment. None of them should be aimed at her. She didn't deserve it. He knew better no matter how angry he felt. Deep inside she was still his angel. She was just trapped at the moment and it was up to him to free her.

"She's my bride to be," Luke suddenly decided to join in.
"Shut up, asshole!" Dean sneered.
"But she is," Bray laughed. "In two weeks she'll be his for good."
"Two weeks, you say," Dean said.

He twisted a little smile. Two weeks. That was plenty of time.

"One final challenge and I'll back off," he said.
"Let me hear it," Bray chuckled.
"You and me in a death match," Dean said.
"What? No!" Roman roared next to him.
"That's insanity!" Seth roared too.

No matter what they would have said in that moment, nothing could stop Dean's challenge. Bray was never gonna let her go alive but if Bray was to die, she was free to go. Even better, of he was to die inside a ring during a death match, it was perfectly legal. And even if Dean was the one to die, it would be okay. He wouldn't wanna stay in a world where he would see her being used and abused all the time.

"Come on, Bray! You and me, one final time!" Dean's grin matched Bray's.
"You think you can take me, boy?" Bray laughed.
"Think? I know I can take you," Dean said.
"And when do you wanna do this?" Bray asked.
"As soon as possible. Hell, come down here right now if you dare," Dean said.

Bray let out a louder laugh, clearly buying himself some precious seconds of time to quickly think it through.

"If you're a god like you say you are, it's not like you can die anyway, is it?" Dean smirked.

He had Bray backed up in a corner. If he refused the match now, he would look weak to his followers. He would look like what he truly was but didn't want them to see. He would look like a human.

"You're on," Bray tightened his arm around Catelin's waist to make her whimper in pain and to anger Dean. "Tomorrow."
"Get your hands off her and give her one evening of peace!" Dean shouted.
"Sure, I'll grant your final wish," Bray chuckled as he pushed her off his lap. "Go play with the other kids, child."

She walked off the stage without looking in Dean's direction. He on the other hand watched her intensely while she left. At least she was wearing shoes. Something he hadn't noticed in the hallway. She had been acting good this week, that much he could figure out, but that was all it was. An act. Tomorrow he would either set her free or perish.