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"Damn this place is so fucking far back in the woods. Why would anyone in their right mind want to live this far back in the woods. Ah well Bray definitely is not in his right mind, so that explains it. Fuck!" Roman whispered under his breath and then cried out as he stepped into yet another muddy puddle.
He was talking to himself in the hopes of keeping calm. He was determined to remain strong no matter what was happening.
Why was he doing this? He asked himself. Oh Yeah, to protect Heath. To protect his lover from being put through anything else, his Spitfire had been put through too much already. He sure in the hell didn't need Bray Wyatt touching his life.
"Finally!" he breathed after seeing what looked to be a run down house from a fucked up scary movie, off in the distance. The rotting corpse of a home became larger as he went forward, trekking through the mud and the muck. On through one big cold slushy messy mud puddle after another.
His steps slowed as he neared the rickety home. Roman Reigns was not a man who scared easily but as he approached the run down farm-house, goosebumps began to form on his skin and his heart rate began to speed up. It was then that he wished he had grabbed his jacket. His long-sleeved black shirt and faded light blue jeans were just not enough to keep him warm.
In his haste to get where he was going he didn't give too much thought as to what he was wearing and left the hospital in search of the man who threatened his lover. Technically it was in the seventies but to Roman it felt ice-cold.
The wood creaked under his feet as he stepped onto the first step that would lead to the door. The door that would open to an all new hell for the young man.
One step and then another, slowly he made it up the steps to the darkened door. On his way to the door of peeling paint he paused and took in the dark home. If it weren't for the one light that shined in the upstairs window you would think that no one was home.
"Damn" Roman stated as the door opened without him even knocking on it. He could see no one in the walk way. Not too sure what to do he slowly stepped forward, all he could see into the home was a soft light shining in the back of what appeared to be a hallway.
"Bray?" Roman questioned. It was then he noticed Erick in a wheelchair turn around a corner and begin to roll down the hall toward him. The man wore an all black jumpsuit along with his infamous lamb mask. It was obvious that Bray wanted Roman on edge with his nerves and at this moment it was beginning to work and very well.
The man in the wheelchair motioned for Roman to come in. Roman timidly took steps and soon he was inside the darkened home. The door slammed behind him making the tall man jump. When he looked behind him to see who closed the door he found no one around him.
"Bray! Where is he?" Roman questioned the sitting man. The man in the mask turned his head and looked sideways as if he did not understand what the tall Samoan was saying to him.
"Bray! Where in the fuck is he? Bray!" Roman was getting angrier by the minute. "That son of a bitch threatened Heath and I wont fucking stand for that!" Roman bitched.
Erick continued to look at the angry man with his head cocked to the side. Roman, becoming fed up, began walking down the hall to the silent man. Suddenly there was a sharp pain that hit his head and blackness came. All Roman could think of was Heath. What will happened to his loved one, His red-headed beloved.
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"Abigail!" Dean looked at Seth with a questioning eye as Seth spoke the name of a woman whom shared in Bray's misery towards others.
Seth's skin ran with goosebumps and his stomach turned sour as the woman who loved him crossed his heart suddenly. "Abigail?" Dean inquired.
Seth looked frightened and this touched Dean's soul. Something was going on with his lover, he had never seen Seth look so torn before.
Dean, Seth and Heath had arrived back at their place only an hour ago. Heath had went to take a walk, or really just be away from Dean. He was still afraid to really be around him without Roman around even though he trusted Seth he just wanted to feel safe for his own reasons. Lately he had a nagging feeling that something just was not right. As soon as Roman comes home Heath vowed to make his lover talk to him and tell him what was going on.
"Abigail?" Dean asked again. Seth sighed and gave Dean a sad look. "Y-yeah. Sor-ry. She just came to my mind so strongly. Like she was trying to reach me." Seth tried to explain to Dean what he was feeling. Dean tried to remain calm.
It had just dawned on the man right then that they had never has a chance to really talk about everything that happened between Seth and the girl who Bray Wyatt had named his finishing move in the ring after.
"Do you love her?" Dean asked the one question that brought ache to his heart. Seth paused at the question. They were standing in the kitchen and Seth had just taken two glasses down from the shelf. Gently sitting the glasses down on the kitchen counter Seth turned to Dean. He weighed his thoughts and how he could explain this 'Abigail' situation to him.
"I did...love her." Seth started slowly. "She comforted me, when Bray hurt me." Tears filled Seth's eyes as the memories of being raped and hurt came to his mind.
"He hurt me so bad, It was hell and in that hell I found a little comfort. Her name was Abigail." Seth paused to give Dean time to take in all that he had been saying.
"I didn't know you Dean. Bray he, found a way to take you from my mind and Heart. I had no choice but to Obey. To love and Obey." Seth spoke softly.
"Do you want to go to her now? You said her name." Dean asked. Seth took a moment and then nodded his head yes.
"Yes Dean. I love you but I owe her too. Something is wrong and I can feel it. I will always love you Dean. You are my future Dean Ambrose. Always and forever." Seth stated proudly and kissed Dean hard on the lips to seal those truthful words.
Both men knew in their hearts that they would be alright and together grow strong in their love and live in peace in that love. No matter what Love won over the rule to Obey.
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"You want me to What?!" Roman exclaimed as his fist tightened into hard balls of bone and flesh. Bray snickered and his known laugh was heard. A laugh that sent chills down the Samoans spine. Roman had came to only to find himself tied up to a chair. Bray had released Roman from his bindings and the tall man was now standing before Bray.
"Oh Roman, I do believe you heard me plain and clear. I want you to submit to me. Or else." Bray laughed at his use of words. It was the same words his father used before pulling the trigger and attempting to take Shawn Michaels from this very earth.
"Come on. You submit to me, let me fuck you deep and hard, and I want touch Heath, Hell I want even go near him." Bray stated. "You and your goons stay the fuck away from him!" Roman growled.
An evil smirk crossed Bray's face at the threat. "My goons? Stay away from Heath? Well I do Bo-lieve that it's a little too late for that." Bray snickered. And as if on cue Luke Harper and Bo Dallas pushed a bound Heath Slater into the room.
"Heath? No! You let him go!" Roman went to go to his Spitfire but a painful jolt to his side brought him to his knees. His long black hair hung down in his face as he grabbed his side panting for breath.
"Bo why don't you tie Heath down to that chair right there." Bray suggested. "Now My brother, don't look so disappointed. I know you want to take Heath here to your bed but that will have to wait a little bit longer." Bray explained.
Roman growled deeply at what he had just heard. He gathered all the strength he could and moved to give Bray the spear of a life time. Only before he could move a loud bang was heard.
Time stood still as Bray Wyatt's body fell to the floor in a puddle of red crimson. Bray Wyatt lay dead and at the hands of his own 'Sister' his follower Abigail...
"What did you do!" Bo screamed as his dead brothers body lay bleeding out on the floor. "I had too. All he want's to do his hurt people. I loved once and that was never truly mine. Seth. SETH?" Abigail stopped talking and breathing as the two toned haired man walked into the home with Dean Ambrose by his side. It was then that she truly listened to her sad heart.
"I love you Seth." was Abigail's final words as she turned the gun on her self and pulled the trigger...
"Awe Abby? Why?" Seth asked as Abigail's body fell beside of Bray's. He gently placed a kiss to Abigail's cheek as she took her final breath. "I loved you too." said Seth as he allowed Bree out for just one last time...
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Two months later...
It was a beautiful day in heaven when Dean Ambrose asked for Seth Rollins hand in marriage.
Friends stood beside them as Dean proposed to the two toned haired man. Seth looked in awe at the love piercing through his eyes to his soul.
John Cena and Randy Orton smiled as their friends promised marriage to one another and Roman the third member of the shield stood with his lover of a year and a half Heath Slater.
Chris stood beside Shawn who was happy to be alive. Along with Hunter and Adam. Hunter had finally forgiven himself for taking lives and he and Adam could not be any stronger.
Dean took his trembling hands and cupped Seth's face, leaning in before love to kiss the man of his waking dreams.
The locker room filled with friends, whistled as tears of sweet joy fell from the lovers eyes, two hearts were joined and life could not be any sweeter...
The End