Author Note: Such wonderful responses. Just so everyone knows, I don't hate Roman Reigns. I've actually written a few stories with him being the good guy. I thought it was Seth's turn to get something good. Well onto the second part to the chapter, hope you all like and let me know what you think.

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Chapter 17: Broken (Part 2)

Roman

Dean and I stood in a secluded room. Hunter paced in front of us, clearly not happy with the turn of events tonight. The ceremony was perfect, like always; but the after events...not so much. I had let the anger inside me get the better of me and as a result, Savannah suffered at my hands. Running a hand through my lengths, Hunter finally stopped pacing to look me dead in the eye. The disappointment was radiating off him in waves. "What the hell were you two thinking?" He asked sternly.

"Hunter, if I may, I was only trying to give Roman some friendly advice. Advice, that he wasn't so willing to take. I wasn't trying to cause a problem for anyone." Dean explained.

"Who threw the first punch?" Hunter asked.

"I did..." I admitted. There was no point in denying it. After all, there was probably over a dozen witness' that would attest for that.

Dean eyed me suspiciously. I knew our friendship was on the rocks now. The person in the middle was Savannah and she couldn't speak to Hunter about anything, because he was being transported to a hospital. No thanks to me shoving her out of the way to get to Dean. Everything was so frustrating now and not how I envisioned things to go. I loved her more than I've ever loved anyone and now that she was gone, everything seemed to crumble all around me.

"Since we are so close to Wrestlemania, I can't change things up now; but you will be seriously fined and put on probation. Both of you, will help tear down the equipment after each show for a month as well."

"Yes, sir." I accepted softly. The only thing on my mind now was her. I wondered how she was doing and what was the prognosis.

"You are free to leave." Hunter announced.

Dean turned heel without saying another word to me. He met up with a waiting Becky Lynch, Sasha Banks and, the newest addition to the group, Krys. He opened his phone screen to read something and immediately told them what it said. Becky lifted her head to meet my gaze. Her narrowed eyes were harsh and if looks could kill...I'd be dead right then and there.

My own phone vibrated from the inside of my jacket pocket. Pulling it out, I recognized the number displayed. It was the man I had hired to keep tabs on Savannah, Adrian Devox.

"I've acquired what you asked for? Where would you like to meet?" It said.

"How about tomorrow morning at the cafe across from the hotel I'm staying in?" I replied.

"8?"

"Okay."

With that said, there wasn't another message exchanged. I turned away and proceeded out of the building to sit in my rental, staring out into the night. Savannah's face was the only thing I could see behind my eyes. Her determined expression was one of the many things I loved about her. She wasn't afraid to step into a fight that she had no business being in for the sake of defusing the violent intentions. "I love you, Savannah...I'm not going to give up..." I told myself sticking the key into the ignition and turning it.

Seth

I sat waiting for the test results to come back. The doctors finally allowed her to fall asleep when they felt it was safe enough. Her angelic face looked so peaceful with only a small chunk of her violet hair on the side of her cheek. Fumbling with my hands was the only thing I could do to occupy my time. The rage inside was hard enough to contain; but if there was something seriously wrong with Savannah, I didn't know how I was going to handle that at all.

"Seth..." Becky's voice entered.

Looking up from my hands, I turned to see her and the others right behind her. Including Dean. He leaned against the door frame, watching attentively. There was a lot going on inside his head, that much was obvious. I wondered what Hunter had spoken to them about; but I had no idea how to even ask. "Have you heard anything yet?" Sasha whispered, noticing that Savannah was asleep.

"Not yet..." I answered softly.

"They are being thorough, right?" Krys asked folding her arms over her chest.

"I demanded that they do every test they could."

"Good."

I could tell they were warming up to me, if only because I did care about what happened to her in the long run. Becky, of all people knew, how deep my feelings for her dwelled. They took turns sitting down next to the bed. Savannah moved her head to the other side, not waking. A smile tugged at my lips. She was absolutely beautiful, even if she was in a hospital gown and not the teal colored evening gown she had been in an hour or two earlier.

"Can I have a word, Seth?" Dean asked nodding his head toward outside.

"Sure."

Allowing the girls to keep watch on Savannah, I stepped outside with Dean. It felt odd to be on friendly terms with him after what happened a couple years ago. Neither him nor Roman forgave me for wanting to go on my own. Savannah had been the glue to keep us all together and once she went with Roman, the glue was no longer keeping us there. "What happened?" I asked curious to know how Hunter handled the situation.

"Well nothing changed for Mania, if that's what you were wondering."

"No, what was Roman's punishment?"

"Same as mine. Fines and probation to help tear down equipment for a month after each show."

Now I was annoyed. That was barely anything and what was worse, Dean got the same punishment. All he was doing was defending himself and defending Savannah, which anyone would have done given the circumstances. She wasn't a hated person backstage. In fact, most everyone liked her. "That's bullshit." I stated, vented my frustration.

"It doesn't matter. What matters is what was said during the argument itself."

"What do you mean?" I asked confused as to what he was getting at.

He moved to lean against the large window that was blocked by an oatmeal colored sheet. There was something wrong and my first instinct was that Roman said something to Savannah about me; but it seemed something more involved than that. "I may have brought up the blackmail Roman did to you during the argument."

"Did she hear it?" I asked.

"I believe so; but I don't know for sure. Even if she did, whose to say she will remember it after the shot to her head."

"Damnit..."

If she did remember, she was going to want answers. How was I going to explain to her that her own boyfriend, at the time, blackmailed me with something in order to get me to walk away from our friendship. I didn't want her to know about that night. The worry about how her views of me would change if she knew. Instead of having Roman run and tell Savannah about it, I opted to take the easy way and walk away from the friendship I held so close to my heart. "I don't think I've hated anyone more than I hate him right now." I admitted.

"He's not the same person anymore. Loosing Savannah has made him completely crazy."

"Hey, she's awake and asking for you." Sasha stepped out to announce.

I smiled at her, letting her know that I understood and would be in shortly. It seemed like there was something else Dean wanted to say; but with Sasha still standing there, he didn't say anything until she went back inside. "She always did love you, even when she was with Roman...there seemed like there was something missing...especially after you left."

"I think you both knew that I loved her to, despite Roman thinking he could erase me from her life entirely."

Not saying else on the subject, I walked back inside the room to find her sitting up with a smile on her face. The girls surrounded her on all sides of the bed and it was the happiest I've seen her in a long time. Her eyes were still glassy; but still the beautiful hazel I loved so much. I moved across the room, slipping passed Becky to get to her. Looking up at me, I leaned down to capture her lips. "You scared the hell out of me." I told her.

"I'm sorry. What's the verdict?" She asked patting my cheek gently.

"We don't know yet. Still waiting on results." I replied standing back up straight to sit down next to her on the bed. Becky shifted to stand next to Dean in the back of the room.

Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Becky slip her hand into Dean's. I didn't know if it was out of comfort or if there was generally an attraction between them, either way...it was nice to see something good heading in their direction. I owed Dean for being the one to get Savannah to stay still after the collision with the concrete wall. I also knew that it couldn't have been easy to fight with Roman, considering how close they were.

After more minutes of waiting, a doctor finally walked in with a chart in hand. He moved across the room and we all moved to give him room to work. He shown a small flashlight into both of Savannah's eyes, checking for any improvements. "Well the tests came back negative for anything other than a pinched nerve in the neck and a mild concussion." He announced.

"So what does that entail for me?" She asked.

"Lots of rest and no training for at least two weeks, after that it's little stuff."

"Thanks doctor." I said.

"I'll gather her release papers." He said walking out of the room.

Fantastic, her training had to go on the back burner once again. I could tell she was upset about what was said. The look on her face gave that away automatically. It didn't take as long as I thought it would take to get the release papers. She signed everything needed and we went on our way. Outside the hospital, Becky offered to give us a ride back to the arena since my rental was still parked there. I accepted the offer.

Savannah

Sitting in the backseat of Becky's rental with Seth, my fuzzy mind was started to become clearer. I ran through the events leading up to my stupid decision to step into a fight that I had business getting involved in. Dean mentioned blackmail on Roman's part to get Seth away from me. I wondered what that was about and I had no idea how to even ask him about it.

His hand found mine, stroking the tender skin between my knuckles. No one said a word the entire trip back to the arena. My head hurt and the only thing I wanted to do was sleep in a nice comfy bed, preferably next to Seth.

"Thanks for the ride, Beck." I said opening the door.

"Take care of yourself, you here me." She replied from her open window.

"I'll be at Mania tomorrow night. This concussion isn't going to stop me from doing that. I wouldn't miss you and Sasha's match for the world."

"You're the best, love ya."

I smiled and leaned in the window to embrace her. My lips found her temple before turning away from her. Seth came to my side almost instantly. He waved and thanked her before issuing me to his rental. He opened the passenger door for me to get inside. Quickly getting to his side, I fumbled with my fingers on my lap. How was I going to ask him about the blackmail? Would he even tell me about it if I asked?

"I'm so sorry that I wasn't there for you tonight." He apologized.

"There is no need for that. You had no idea what was going on; but what kept you so long?"

"Vince wanted to talk to me about my return and the plans he has for it."

"I figured as much."

Seth turned the wheel to pull into the parking lot of the hotel we were staying in for the weekend. We sat in silence for a few moments before I turned to him. His dark eyes lingered on me for a few seconds before opening the door to get out. I got out to stand in the humid Texas air. Taking in his perfect image was enough for my mind to go into overdrive; but with the haziness lingering inside, it was harder for me to focus on one thing.

"Sav, are you alright?" He asked, snapping me out of my cluttered thoughts.

"I don't know. My head hurts like a bitch and there are things I think I remember and other I don't know... it's frustrating."

"Come on, let's get you in bed."

His hand came to rest on the shallow of my lower back. Stepping inside the lobby, there was no one there. I supposed since it was like two in the morning there wouldn't be many people out and about at this time of night. We walked to the elevator and pushed the third floor button. I stumbled a step backward before catching myself. Seth didn't miss a beat. "Are you sure that you're alright?" He asked.

"I'm fine. Just a little off balance. No big deal." I answered just as the elevator stopped and alerted us to get out.

"Savannah..."

I just stepped forward heading straight for my room. His eyes were on me and the heat in my cheeks appeared out of nowhere. I knew he was watching me walk, probably to see if I would lose my balance again or maybe he was staring at my backside. Knowing him, it was probably both. The thought of that only increased the heat and the pounding of my heart on the inside of my chest.

Unlocking the door, we stepped inside the room. My belongings were neatly placed on the floor next to the door. Kneeling down, I took out a pair of black shorts and a lime green tank top. I couldn't wait to get out of this dress and into something comfy to sleep in. Turning so my back was to Seth, I lifted my hair up off my dress. "Will you unzip me?" I asked softly.

"Sure..."

His warm hands took hold of the tiny zipper and pulled down. My bare back exposed to his touch. He leaned in a little more so I could feel his hot breath across my shoulders. I wanted more and I knew that he did to; but the way my head was there was no way he would allow that to happen. Suck it up and deal was my only option at this point. "Thank you..." I said holding my dress up with one hand and my clothes in the other.

Moving across the room to the bathroom, I closed the door behind me and let the dress fall to the floor in a pool at my feet. The large mirror above the sink housed my reflection. There was a bruise forming on the side of my forehead. Turning away from the awful image, I quickly changed into my sleep attire and stepped back out into the room.

Seth had already pulled the blankets down when I emerged. He patted the mattress lightly with a smile. I returned the gesture and proceeded to lay down where he indicated. He pulled the blankets up around me and sat down next to me, brushing hair out of my eyes. "Will you stay with me tonight?" I asked leaning into his hand.

"Anything you want, princess." He answered, which was exactly what I wanted to hear.

He stood up and moved to the other side of the bed. I didn't turn to watch him undress; instead, I debated with myself about asking him about the blackmail. I didn't want to ruin what was left of our night together, so I opted to wait until the morning to ask. He crawled into bed next to me in only his underwear.

I rolled over to meet his face. He smiled before capturing my lips. My hands slid down his shoulders to touch his abdomen. The contours of his chest and stomach were heavenly to touch and burned my fingertips, begging me to touch ever inch of him that I could. His hands caught mine and moved them back up to his shoulders, preventing me from going any lower. "You should be behaving." He scolding smiling against my mouth.

"Why?" I asked in a faint whisper.

"You did just get a concussion, Savannah."

"Fair enough..."

I think it took a lot for him to deny me. The lust in his eyes spoke volumes about how much he wanted things to progress. There was also a hesitation about it as well. Did that have something to do with whatever Roman blackmailed him with ten months ago? Snuggling my head into his chest, he wrapped his arms around me drawing me even closer.

Burning tears rolled down my check for no other reason than fear. I not only felt like someone was following me around; but now Roman was completely not sane of mind anymore. It made me wonder what happened to make him act in such a manor. I was legitimately scared. Without saying another word, I closed my eyes and forced myself to fall asleep in the arms of the man that just made me feel whole again. The man who held my heart in the palm of his hand.