Disclaimer: I own none of this characters. They're property of WWE.

Dean and Seth get to the hotel, Dean rushes inside with Seth a few steps behind.

"What's that big idea of yours?" Seth asks after getting inside the elevator.

"You'll see." He smiles.

When the elevator stops Dean continues to walk towards the Authority's suite, searching desperate in his pockets.

"What are you looking for?" Seth asks, but only receives a groan in response.

"This!" He says cheerfully as he takes a copy of the Authority's key.

How did he get it? He's not sure but he's thankful.

When they get inside they find Orton and J&J security talking about some stupid plans that will obviously not work.

Orton turns around and greets Seth like nothing's happened, glaring at Dean standing next to him who's looking at Seth like he's grown another head.

"What?!" Dean asks furiously.

"Don't look at me! I don't know what he means!" Seth tries to explain himself.

"I've been with you the entire time how would I be with them?" Seth continues. Dean just nods but continues.

"But how do you explain all of this?!" Dean screams back, throwing a pillow towards Seth.

Randy, Joey and Jaime just stand there looking at the two Shield members arguing and throwing slaps across their faces.

"What'd you want?" Orton barked at both men.

Dean smirked and turned his face to briefly meet Seth's gaze. He cracked his knuckles and advanced towards the three Authority dumbass. With a swift swing Dean pulled a chair his arms, wiggling his eyebrows as he looked at Orton.

"Just came by for a little fun." Dean shrugged.

Randy groaned as he moved to look straight to Dean.

"You'll regret ever getting your ass here." Randy muttered angrily.

Dean's smug smile still plastered on his face as he swung his chair towards Randy who was running towards him, but as quick as he swung it Randy held it tightly in his hand stopping it from hitting him. He grabbed it and threw it against a wall making it break into several pieces.

Randy kicked Dean stomach taking his air out, making him bend in pain. He pulled Dean's hair to make him look at him and threw a harsh punch on his jaw, making it do a clicking sound as his teeth crashed against each other inside his mouth, slightly scratching his tongue in the process.

Writhing in pain on the floor, he gasped for air as he could finally fill his lungs with the needed air but he got met by Randy's boots crashing roughly on his abdomen, his legs trying to cover his exposed torso but failing to defend himself.

"Get up!" Randy screamed.

As Dean still laid on the floor he looked around the room but no signs of Seth or J&J security. Did they take him? Is he okay? Or was Dean part of a trap now?

When his eyes went looking for Randy, he was a few meters away grunting and groaning as he attentively preyed Dean, who was on his hands and knees.

'Uh oh.' Was all Dean could think of.

Tightly closing his eyes waiting for the boot to smash against his forehead and dive into darkness, he heard Seth's voice but couldn't understand what it said.

Seth was straddling Randy as he punched him trying to keep him down as Dean regained some of his breath.

Randy quickly took him off him, his face fuming red with anger. As he went to tackle Seth he swerved it for a few inches, and Randy landed on the wall only making him more irate.

Dean jumped on him from the side, taking him down kicking his ankles hoping that that'd calm the beast they had awoken.

Randy was seething, grabbing his ankle and when he looked up his face met Seth's boot taking out the wild conscience from the Viper.

Placing his hands on his knees for support, Seth managed to speak.

"You okay, Dean?"

"A little bit. It's nothing." He shrugged, but it honestly hurt awfully.

"Come on, help me." Dean added, pulling Randy's body by his arm.

Seth nodded and held Randy's feet to where Dean was leading him.

•—•

The sun shone from Roman's window, he barely remembers when and how did he get to his room but he's glad. He tries to roll on his back but it hurts, groaning he lays there on his side until the pain lessens a little at least.

Roman's eyes roam the room, does Dean know he's there? When he looks for his phone he doesn't finds it on the nightstand but rather finds a note:

'We hope you're feeling better now. I'm sorry about what we did but Seth gave us no other choice. '

Tearing the paper in half he sat up his body aching, holding his side he managed to stand up and get a quick shower. As he walked past a mirror he inspected a large bruise right on his ribs, he sighed and continued his way.

'Did you look for Roman in his room?' An anonymous message said.

Dean practically flew over to Roman's room and found it closed, he took his extra key and went inside. It was no longer messy and it looked like nothing had happened and he heard water running from the showers, so he waited.

When Roman finishes cleaning himself up, he ties a towel around his waist and goes back into his room to find new clothes but he rather finds a very surprised Dean Ambrose.

"Roman?" He asks, it's been almost a month since the last time he saw the Samoan.

He decides to just hug him despite knowing Roman just got out of the shower. He needs to feel him to know if this isn't one of his dreams and that this is the real Roman.

"How are you? What happened?" Dean inquires, checking out the bruises on his friend's body.

"I'm better now that I'm free.." He calmly says, taking a deep breath.

•—•

Randy wakes up his body feels terribly beat up, it's so bad he can't even move..

He can't move?

His blue eyes go directly to the duct tape tied on his wrists behind his back, just when he's about to say something Triple H and Stephanie cross the door finding their team tied up all over the room.

"Who did this?" Stephanie asked in horror, their room was a mess and there was even part of her clothes scattered all over the floor.

"You still ask?" Randy replied, trying to snap the duct tape.

Triple H had to set the three of them free, that's when he noticed that next to his nightstand there was a note that read:

'Got a surprise for us? Thought we'd return the favor.'

He kicks the nightstand and it falls into pieces at the other side of the room. They would already have to pay for everything else either way.

•—Later that day—•

"The Authority is gonna payback absolutely everything they've ever done to me." Roman growls into the mic, mindlessly looking at the crowd as he thinks.

"And you Seth Rollins.. You have always been a sell out rat. I knew that you weren't sorry. I saw it in your eyes, you're always for whoever can pay your cheap price. But I have a little more for you." He finished as he moved his hand over his wristband, like he was getting ready for the super human punch.

Dean stares at the screen with utter shock just as Seth.

What's happening?!

•—•

Dean rushes to find Roman and leads him to their locker room to talk, he almost attacks Seth when he lays his eyes on him.

"What are you doing with that scumbag?" He asks Dean as he tries to calm down, because Dean's requested him to, otherwise he'd be kicking Seth's butt.

"Well, this scumbag has helped me look for you." He explains, looking at Seth then back at Roman with his eyebrows furrowed together.

"Yeah sure. But he knew where I was all along! He planned all of this!" Roman assured, trying to escape from Dean's grip and tackle Seth.

"Will you just calm the hell down?! What makes you think he did?" Dean tries again, he has to make him come down to his senses.

Then Roman's glare directed to Dean and backs up to the exit door.

"You were also bought by the Authority weren't you?" Roman inquires but it sounds more like a statement.

"Triple H and Stephanie said he was behind all of this! They beat the heck out of me thanks to this bastard." He spat.

"Please, Roman.." Dean started, trying to pull Roman by his arm.

"Don't you dare touch me, Dean." He threatened pointing his finger towards him. Dean just stared at him, it hurt having Roman being so.. Mean towards him.

Always stubborn.

"Fucking listen to me, Roman. Why would I be here helping you out if I was still part of the Authority? Stop screaming at Dean. I mean, you've lost your mind! I don't know what has Hunter told you but it isn't true. We've been looking for you." Seth growled back, pissed off. Maybe if he spoke in his same angry language he'd understand. But Roman could get so damn stubborn.

Roman sighs. Shaking his hair out of his face.

"It's either him or me, Dean. It's your choice." Roman stated. If he was also sold to the Authority he didn't need him, but if he stayed with him he'd know he was still his brother.

A/N: Hope you enjoy! Thanks for reading! And thank you so much everyone for leaving reviews! They're always appreciated.