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A small woman stood outside shivering as she watched what was going on inside of a small cozy home. She stood wearing black jeans and a black sweat shirt with a leather jacket. Her hair was put up under a black beanie. It was so unlike her sun dresses she normally wore.
It was cold and wet outside, just like her heart-felt, cold and wet from sadness. But inside the home she could tell was filled with warm soft love.
"He does love him. Bree, I'm so glad I set you free, you are not mine. Sadly you never were. I know that now." Abigail whispered as she tried to dry her tears that her tiny body shook from.
She stood outside by a living room window and watched as Seth tentatively applied cream to Dean's ripped up back. Dean had his eyes closed as Seth touched his aching back. The hurting man was trying hard not to gasp out loud from the pain and just concentrate on Seth's warm hands.
Just the way Seth was looking down at Dean when he was taking care of him, love shown in her Bree's eyes. Seth looked at peace, like he was home. She knew then in her heart that Bree was never hers now.
Dean raised his head and turned it to the side to look Seth in the eyes, and when those eyes connected her heart stopped. Her eyes told her what her heart already knew.
"They love each other, always have. Why Bray? Why did you rip them apart like that? What did these men ever do to you?" Abigail spoke softly to herself.
She knew then that Bray was a selfish man. She beat herself up inside for not seeing the truth behind Bray's lies. He was charismatic and such a good speaker and mesmerizing that he could rope anyone in to his lies, Even his own father believed in the untruths the man spoke of.
"I'm so sorry I helped my brother rip you two apart. I promise to make things right." Abigail whispered her solemn vow then she turned away to give the lovers their peace. Later she would head back to that small room down underneath the stairs.
"Dean?" Seth whispered softly. He still straddled Dean's back on the sofa. No one was around but the two men. Dean lay naked under Seth as the man gently applied ointment to his wounds.
Seth massaged more healing ointment on. He sat on Dean's legs, dressed only in a pair of navy blue board short as he tried to heal his lovers wounds.
"I meant what I said. I forgive you." Seth wanted Dean to know. He did not want Dean to fall into a guilt ridden abyss and never come back.
Dean blinked at Seth, it was then that Seth saw the tears that were falling from Dean's eyes.
For Dean, it had felt so good feeling Seth's hands on him but he knew inside he was not worthy of Seth's love, or forgiveness for that matter.
"I can't do this..." Dean started what would be the sentence to end their relationship. "Don't! No Dean! I see it in your eyes." Seth shook his head as he leaned down and placed a kiss to Dean's trembling lips.
"I will not let you end us. Never. I know in my heart we belong together. It was all Wyatt, that you did what you did!" Seth insisted.
Dean closed his eyes and let Seth's words sink in. The desperation in his lover's voice spoke volumes to his heart. He knew he did not have it in him to leave Seth.
"I'm a weak man...I could never be brave enough to live in this world without you. I love you! Damn it Seth!" Dean growled in pure frustration.
"If you want to help me move on from what I did to Heath, then, then, then take me dry. Right now! Make me hurt the same way I hurt Heath. It's the only way." Dean pleaded.
Seth gasped at what Dean was saying. Dean was a top, to Seth's knowledge Dean had never been a bottom before and had a man inside of him. "Do you realize what you asked me to do? That would be rape! Bray Raped me Dean! I can't do that to another human being. No!" Seth stated. He stood up from Dean's legs and began to pace back and forth the length of the sofa Dean still lay on.
"It,.. It's, not r..ra...rape. I am asking you to do this for me. That's not..." Dean broke down in hard sobs. His body shook from the heavy crying.
Seth stopped walking and looked into Dean's eyes, truly looking deep. He saw the torture in them and knew what Dean had asked for, that the man had asked out of pure desperation.
Seth began to pull down his shorts, along with his boxers. "Damn it Dean! Alright baby. I got ya." Dean reached out his arm and took hold of Seth's manhood. It was still limp but he had to try.
"Feels good..." Seth moved his hips forward as Dean squeezed his package tighter. Seth took his bottom lip into his mouth, sucking on it as his cock was played with. What Dean was doing was definitely doing the trick. His cock was growing firm and hard from Dean's ministrations.
Dean stopped and removed his hand from Seth's cock. It was then that the two tone haired man opened his eyes once again seeing the desperation in Dean's.
Seth gave Dean an 'are you sure?' look and Dean replied with a nod as he spread his legs apart and raised his ass into the air, giving Seth full access.
Seth climbed behind Dean and without warning gave Dean what he wanted, hell what he needed. It hurt like hell for Seth as well as Dean. Seth refused to look down when he felt the extra warmth form around his dry penis. He knew he had ripped Dean. He could feel the blood making his cock slippery.
Dean had bit down on the couch cushion to mute the scream that came from his gut. Tears sprang to his eyes. Tears of Pain and yet there were tears of relief.
Seth placed his hand on top of Dean's head and began to pat his hair gently. "Shh baby. I'm going to start moving inside of you now." Seth stated. After a nod from Dean, Seth began searching for the bundle of happiness that would take his lovers pain away.
"What the! Oh Damn that feels good!" Dean cried out! Seth felt amazing inside of him now that the pain and burning was easing.
Dean was so tight that Seth knew he would not last long. He began to reach under Dean wanting to please Dean as well.
"NO! I do not want to cum I do not deserve it. Not this time. Please..." Dean asked and hoped that Seth would understand.
Seth did and he came inside of Dean. Both men went calm, Seth holding Dean and Dean finally feeling he had got what he deserved...
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Later that day...
No one knew what to think as Shawn Michaels Jericho lay in the hospital barely clinging to life. All that anyone knew was that The Undertaker had been responsible for what had happened. Mark Calaway intentionally wanted Shawn out of the way, but his plan had backfired.
Hunter was still around and was planning on making things right. If and when the Deadman posted bail, Hunter planned on setting things right and making the man whom hurt his best friend pay for what he had done.
An eye for an eye, is what Hunter thought about when he picked a gun out of a locked box. When Taker was free from jail Hunter was going to do his own brand of justice.
The Deadman now laid in a cell in the local jail awaiting his fate for the attempted murder of Shawn Michaels.
Everyone on the roster at the WWE was now holding vigil and waiting in one of those cramped waiting rooms for any new word on Shawn's condition.
Taker had shot him in the stomach and the bullet went straight through the sandy blond man. Chris sat by his husband's bedside, he refused to let the doctors send him home.
Shawn lay unconscious in a coma. His recovery was still very much uncertain right anyone could do was sit and wait, including the doctors.
"Chris you need to go home and get some rest." Hunter tried to encourage his friend. Adam stood by his side. He couldn't believe that Bray was still winning. Adam claimed revenge in his heart.
"Hunter's right Chris. I will stay here with Shawn if you want to go and get some true rest." Adam tried to encourage Chris to go home and lay down. It was getting late in the day and Chris just simply looked worn out.
Chris shook his head no and wiped another fallen tear. Tears that seemed to go on forever. "Knew this would happen. I dreamt it." Chris tried to explain.
"Shawn?" Chris cried when he felt a tiny squeeze to his hand. "Shawn! Oh God baby! Thank you God! Thank you!" Chris cried out when he saw Shawn open his eyes. Hunter looked over and Adam and nodded his head. Adam took it as a sign to go and get a doctor.
"Ta..Mark?" Shawn whispered, his throat was dry and his stomach hurt. "He can't hurt you now. He is on jail for shooting you." Chris explained.
"No? Dead, he's dead." Shawn stated. Chris looked at Hunter, both men were very confused at Shawn's statement.
"Dream, he said sorry, explained everything and then he died. Mark is dead." Shawn tried to explain.
Chris just let it go, he was wanting his husband checked over and to make sure Shawn was alright.
Adam walked back into the room after getting the doctor. The men stood in silence as Doctor Borden gave Shawn a thorough examination. Nurse Jackie came into the room with gauze so she could make fresh bandages for Shawn's sewn up wound.
They heard the door open and looked to see John and Randy walk in. The men were holding hands and held grim looks on their faces.
"Shawn, thank god you are awake. Randy and I have prayed hard. We all have." John praised.
"He's dead isn't he?" Shawn asked. He could see a certain look in Randy's eyes. A look of shock and doom.
Randy nodded his head after his eyes went wide. How did Shawn know what he was about to say.
"Somehow one of the jailers got to him. Sliced his throat. Taker is dead. Vince got the call a few moments ago." Randy explained.
Everyone was in shock at the news. The famous Undertaker was dead.
"Bray was behind it. He had to have been. He had to have manipulated Taker to do what he did." Hunter stated. Sadly they would never know why things happened.
Maybe in a boast from the leader of the family would tell the truth behind the horrors of the past, present and future.
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"What the hell is this?" Roman spat as he read a text message that was sent to his cellphone. He, Heath, Seth and even Dean were currently standing outside of the waiting room with the others. Seth had wanted Dean to sit down but the still hurting man felt as if he should stand.
"What's going on man?" Seth asked out of concern. "Heath, I need to go for a bit. Let me take you home first." Roman told him. The text message had read, "Come to see me or I will put your fire out.".
Roman knew in his heart the only fire that could mean was his 'Spitfire' and his Heath had been put through enough.
"What's going on?" The red-head asked his lover. "Not sure. I want be long. I can tell you that." Roman assured his Spitfire of his quick errand.
"I want to stay here. I will be alright. I promise." Heath replied. He knew Roman would worry, but it's not like he would be left alone with Dean. Seth was there and they were in public view of all of the WWE.
Dean sighed he wished he could take back what he did, It made things uneasy at times. Hell all the time. "I'm sorry Heath, Roman." Dean stated again for what felt like a hundred time, but to Dean a thousand times would just never be enough.
"Sorry for what?" a voice came from behind. A voice none of them care too much for. "That is none of your business Paul." Seth barked at the manager of Brock Lesnar.
Paul just snickered. If they only knew...
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Bray sat rocking in his rocking chair a sly smile on his face. He held no guilt to the fact that his father was in jail for giving him what he wanted and that was Shawn's nosy ass out of his business.
"I want Laadan back." Bray looked up and into the dark eyes of his fellow 'Brother' Luke Harper. Luke was wheeling Erick into the room in his wheel chair. The man with the long red beard was healing just very, very slowly.
"To late for that. Laadan is gone. But you create a new Laadan. Roman is on his way here. Seth may be free but Ambrose from what I hear is a very bad man and loves to force himself on unsuspecting lovers of his so-called Shield brotherhood." Bray spoke.
Luke smiled at this new knowledge. Maybe he could move on from losing Laadan. "Dean huh? Yeah I can work with that." Luke smiled. Erick reached up and took Luke's hand in agreement. Luke knew Erick would love the chance at a new Play Toy.
Abigail stood behind the wall listening to what was being said. She knew Bray was about to tear apart another couple. Two more lives and she was not about to let that happen.
She wiped a tear as she felt the gun in her hand. She had loved him once, once. Truly loved him and believed what he stood for, Everything he had said touched her very soul. Sadly though Bray Wyatt had to be stopped.
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