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"So you can still walk?" Triple H asked, faking surprise.

"That's unfortunate because that means I'll have to do that myself." He barked, clenching his fists.

"I'd like to see you try. But won't you want to bring the rest of the roster first?" Dean smirked through the growing pain shooting down his leg. He'd been limping down the halls trying to find Roman and Seth.

"Hi guys." Vince McMahon greets. Triple H's words getting stuck on his throat as he spoke.

"Don't be rude to the best stable in WWE." He ordered looking at Randy and Kane.

"Let me apologize to you guys." Vince said, laying his arm over Seth's shoulder.

"How'd you get all these injuries?" He inquired.

Seth doubted before speaking.

"Well.. Triple H ran me over." He simply said, trying to decipher whether he was honestly worried or not.

"You've got to control those dogs of yours. They keep on attacking superstars, and apparently we've got a huge target on our backs for them." Roman argued.

"I'm really sorry. I try to keep them cool as much as I can but sometimes it just is out of my control." He apologized.

"You're still the owner, aren't you? You could fire them or something. It is only fair to do it." Roman continued.

"Yes, of course but Triple H and Steph don't seem to learn, and I don't know what to do. But I'm trying." He assured.

"I'm so sorry Seth. Let me call one of the EMT's to check you out in the room you're in. I'll pay for all the bills." He assured, smiling.

"Thank you." Seth muttered. And then the elevator door rang, they'd reached Dean's floor.

"Why don't you get inside? I've got to tell some things to Seth before I leave. Don't worry about it." Vince said, trying to wave Dean and Roman away.

Roman threw Seth a questioning glance and he just shrugged, he didn't know what was this about, but somehow he just knew all the kindness could only lead to one thing...

"Seth, I'd like to propose you a deal." Vince said but was cut off by Seth's angered voice.

"Look Vince, I appreciate the whole EMT and that you'll pay the bills of it but I'm not joining the Authority back." Seth growled, his jaw muscles tensing. How dare he think he'd do it again?

Vince chuckled at that, cocky. He had his dirty tricks.

"I knew you'd be quick to answer, but I'll just leave it out here and you can choose whether to take it or leave it, okay?" He started, accommodating his suit he continued. "I'd like to offer you to earn as much as Hunter does, how does that sound? I'll wait for your answer on monday." He smirked walking away, leaving a startled Seth Rollins behind.

Seth was thinking about Vince and carefully inspecting anything. His mind was swirling with euphoria, 'as much as Hunter' he'd hear over and over in his mind. He shrugged, and went inside the room. He couldn't do this to his brothers, not again. But.. This time it was tempting.

"What'd he say?" Roman asked, he was standing in the middle of the living room, his arms crossed in front of his chest, his jaw closed tightly, like he was restraining from screaming at Seth for talking with the traitors. And Roman had promised Dean he would be careful with Seth and his activities involving the Authority. He wouldn't allow the hurt and heartbreak to happen all over again.

"He just.. Kind of made me a deal." Seth admitted in a low voice. He wanted to think about the offer, badly. But he knew he couldn't, and something somehow, told him to tell Roman.

"What'd you say?" Roman inquired, a cold look set directly towards Seth. He wasn't sure if he could trust Seth..

"I said.. No." He said. Well, he was going to say no on monday. He knew why was Roman being like this towards him, and it was entirely his fault so he didn't blame him.

"Are you leaving?" Roman asked turning around, letting out a deep sigh. Vince always had his ways to convince Seth. He was too tired to keep on having Seth back and forth.

"No. I won't leave you, not you or Dean. I promised you I was sorry and wasn't going to go back with them." He admitted, taking steps closer to Roman's back placing his hand over his shoulder, giving it a slight squeeze.

"Are you sure?" Roman questioned turning around, allowing his arms to fall to his sides, a hopeful look on his face. He wanted his brothers back, and he wanted it as a permanent thing.

"I'm really sure." Seth smiled, now that he remembered, being with them was one of the best things to happen to him. Any time he'd feel sad and lonely it wouldn't last too long until one of them would open the door, too annoyingly loud, and asked Seth if he was alright.

Roman simply smiled back and leaned in for a quick hug, until..

"Why am I not included in that hug?" Dean protested from his bed. Cursing himself for even thinking he'd be okay. He always wanted to be part of the quick hugs Seth and Roman gave each other before a tag team match. Always annoying.

Both men laughed and walked towards his room, finding a wide awake and giddy, Dean Ambrose.

"Why do you forget about me all the time?" He asked, laughing a bit.

"Because you're still trying to recuperate and it was a private hug." Seth admitted.

"Are you feeling better?" He also asked.

"I'm sure he is." Roman said as he looked at Dean poking Seth's side.

"So.. You're really staying?" Dean inquired in disbelief, but it sounded more like he wanted to convince himself.

Seth took a quick glance at Roman's face, a smiling face. Waiting for an answer. Yet he knew they were really going to be together for a long time.

"Of course I am." Seth said, extending his fist forward for the other men to put theirs next to it, and they did. Simply smiling at each other, all the other emotions overwhelming them with joy.

•—Monday, early morning.—•

After a knock on the door, Seth's fallen out of the couch he was comfortably sleeping on, waking Roman up as he rolled over to try to stand up. After last night they stayed up watching movies in Dean's room.

Roman looked better than Seth's messy blond-black hair, and sleepy look on his face. He hurried to the door to find their savior from last night.

"Good morning, Roman." Vince cheerfully greeted. And Roman could smell the evilness from the door.

"Hey, is there any problem?" He asked, tying his hair in a bun.

"No, not really. I wanted to invite you to lunch at my house. You know, to make up what Triple H did to you three." He explained, smirking. "I'll get a driver to take you both to my house. Don't worry."

"Alright. Thank you. At what time?" Roman asked, he wouldn't have accepted if he didn't feel hungry as hell.

"At 1pm. I'll be waiting." Vince said and left.

"Who was it?" Dean asked as he and Seth ate some leftovers from last saturday. Not too good but no one wanted to buy anything else.

"It was Vince. He invited us to his house for lunch." He reported.

Seth was starving so he agreed to go and Dean didn't feel like going, if they got into a fight. He wouldn't be of any use anyways.

•—•

"I need new clothes. I'll go to my room." Roman announced, "Do any of you need anything else?" He asked. Seth shook his head.

Roman shrugged, and left to his room.

"I'm really curious to what does Vince want.." Dean wondered.

"I'm not sure. But it's scary to go there just the two of us." Seth replied, pulling his shirt over his body.

Dean seemed like he was going to say something, but stopped to look at his phone.

"Shouldn't Roman be here already?" He observed, looking at Seth with his eyes narrowed. He nodded.

"I'll go with you." Dean added. Whatever happened, Seth couldn't go alone. He struggled to stand up from the bed, but that was becoming usual for him.

"Ready?" Seth questioned.

"Yeah, let's go." Dean answered, quickly walking after Seth.

Roman's room wasn't that far from theirs, but Dean had forgotten which room was Roman's he'd only gone once before he was brutally injured.

A light and a couple of clothes were spreading on the floor, in front of a door. Both men admired the scene in horror, and quickly ran inside. Aside from the mess, it was empty.

"Roman!" Dean called out. Looking everywhere with Seth. Everything was there but Roman.

"Looking for something?" Randy inquired, looking at Dean and Seth who had terror in their eyes that wa later mixed with anger as they saw the older man.

"Don't look at me. I didn't do anything. But maybe this could help." He laughed, throwing a small package on the floor before turning around to leave.

Seth jumped towards it and opened it, he'd never felt so frightened before. It was Roman. The strongest of the three and now he was missing, what could have possibly happened to him?

'As you can tell, Roman's not in his room. That means you're one step closer to get him out.

We've kidnapped Roman Reigns. And if you want to see him again, you will do what we tell you to do.

Wait for instructions.'

And there was a picture.

Roman was sitting on a chair, ropes tightly wrapping his torso, and his hands were also tied and bloody. His head was falling to the side, his hair all over his face. Unconscious.

Dean growled and threw himself on a couch, he needed time to figure out what exactly happened to Roman. This couldn't be happening, not to Roman.

Seth packed the things inside, and leaned on the nearest wall. How could he handle all of this?

•—•

Dean had lost the last bit of sanity left inside his chaotic mind, punching the wall until he couldn't feel his knuckles anymore. And it had been the same way for a week already. As the thumping sounds of his knuckles cracking against the cold concrete wall stopped, the torturing silence embraced him. The empty locker room, empty seat. Nothing could fill it, not even when Seth walked in on him lost in his thoughts, they had slowly drifted apart. He felt guilty for blaming Seth about this whole thing, but he needed as much peace as he could. Even if it was fake, he'd blame Seth to feel like he was getting back at whoever was behind Roman's kidnap. But it wasn't Seth who had handcuffed him, shut his mouth and the reason he kept on being surrounded by loneliness every night.

"Dean?" Seth's voice echoed through the room.

Dean barely motioned him to get it. Seth sat down next to him and he had something to tell him. How'd he knew? He was unsure, but absolutely anything would help in this situation.

"Dean, I think I know where's Rome."

Will they be able to find Roman?

A/N: Thank you for reading! I hope you all enjoyed it. Thank you so much for the reviews!