A/N: A short chapter that is building up to the final chapters of this. Thanks for getting this far and I hope this gets you psyched for what's to come. Enjoy and please review, let me know if you're still reading this! Final chapters coming in the next couple of days! As always, reach me at my tumblr: psychrollins!

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Nikki stares at Roman as he drives and tries not to think about what's going on inside of his head. His jaw is locked, shoulders tense and hunched over the steering wheel which is gripped tightly by hands where knuckles have turned white.

When they'd left the house, Roman had pulled her aside, letting Seth and Dean get into the car while he put his arms around her and kissed her forehead and breathing a simple 'thank you' to her skin. She's not sure what he'd thanked her for, because she hadn't got chance to ask as he'd made his way over to the car quickly afterwards. She didn't want to bring it up now, not in front of Seth and Dean; the moment had felt too private and intimate to air even to her family.

Seth's giving directions from the back seat, his voice being the only sound cutting the silence every now and then. Although everyone had been rearing to go back at the house, now there is a thick tension hanging around and it makes an uncomfortable feeling settle in Nikki's gut. She'd been ready, even when she'd been applying the last of her make-up her hand had been steady as rock. But now there's a sick feeling in her stomach.

Maybe it's because she doesn't know what's going to happen when they get there and how everything will play out. Because Daniel and Roman made it pretty clear that they wanted Randy dead. Is she okay with that is she really okay being a participant in the killing of her boyfriend of ten years? She's sitting in the car, on the way to do so, and the words 'I can't do this, I need to go back.' are nowhere to be found inside her, she must be.

"I can't believe I've lived this close to those bastards for this long and not known about it." Roman's grumbling when Seth tells him that they're about five miles away from Hunter's house.

"They're pretty covert," Seth says, "Hunter's cars got blacked out windows and all that jazz, same with Randy, and they only really leave the house early in the morning or late at night."

"Maybe so, but I've never seen either of you around. I was lucky that I was on my way home from Phil's parent's house the other night and saw your car. I was fucking tired but I had to tail you."

"That is kind of strange, but I guess that's how things happen."

They fall into another silence for the rest of the way, and when Nikki begins to see the familiar scenery of what was once her home coming into view, her heart begins to beat in her chest wildly. Roman parks the car a way down the street so that they can't be seen. Roman kills the ignition and leans back in his seat, staring straight ahead for a few seconds before he turns to Nikki.

Roman places his hand on her knee and gives it a gentle squeeze. "Are you sure you want to do this?" His voice is soft and quiet and it helps cut through the fear rattling around inside of her. Nikki's not quite sure what the answer to his question should be. Should she be sure of what he's about to do? Leading someone into an ambush, using their love for her against them? Maybe she shouldn't be, but she can't deny that Randy deserves the fire that Roman is going to set on him.

Finally, Nikki nods once while collecting her shoes the foot well. "I'm sure." Her one heel is broken and her overall appearance looks as though she had been through hell and back and it's exactly what she'd been going through. On her face there is no aesthetic make-up, only eye-shadow painted around her eye to look like a menacing bruise and she'd bit her lip just enough to make it swell up and go red.

Seth leans forward in his seat and presses a kiss to her cheek. "Thank you for doing everything in your power to help me. I don't deserve you in my life."

Nikki rolls her eyes, though she smiles softly and pats Seth's cheek affectionately. "You are a good man, Seth Rollins. Please don't ever put yourself down." Nikki gives him a final smile before opening the door, letting the cool night air hit her bare arms and raise goose bumps over her skin. Her boys quickly follow, clambering out the car and shutting the doors as softly as they can, so as not to stir any unwanted attention.

"Time to get this shit under way." Seth says, linking hands with Dean and pulling him close into his side. "I guess we'll do this the old fashioned way. Nikki knocks on the door while we wait around the side of the house, coming in together while the door is open and whoever answers the door is distracted by Nikki. Nikki, you know what you have to do?"

Nikki nods, "Tell whoever it is that you forced me to go with you, play the damsel in distress, yada yada. Don't worry, I got it boss." Without another word, Nikki is walking - hobbling, mostly, because of her broken shoe - down the street and down the drive of what used to be her home. Seth and Roman are following her, the black duffel bag Roman had presented earlier on in hand. She can see that the lights upstairs are on, the one to what was hers and Randy's isn't on, so she guesses that he's in the study downstairs.

Taking a final deep breath, and giving Roman a final glance, Nikki wraps her knuckles on the door wildly, like she would if she were desperate to get away from something or someone. She continues to do so, only pausing momentarily to listen out for anyone inside. On her third round of knocks, she hears a man's voice from the other side.

"Jesus Christ calm down, m'fucking coming." It's unmistakably Randy and her heart almost leaps out of her chest when the lock clicks and the door is swung open, almost angrily. As soon as she locks eyes with him, disgust fills her whole body. Suddenly looking at him makes her want to throw up, now she has knowledge that he killed a man in cold blood. She didn't know how she would feel seeing him again, but it's clear to her now.

Regardless of her feelings, she goes along with the plan and launches herself into his arms, beginning to sob hysterically.

"Babe, shit are you okay? What the fuck happened to you?" Randy wraps his arms around her and she fights off the urge push him away. Nikki sobs into his neck before looking up at him.

"Seth happened." Nikki hiccups for good measure and Randy's face hardens and softens in a matter of seconds.

"Where have you been?"

"She's been with me, actually Orton." Nikki doesn't get the chance to say anything, Roman's low, rumbling voice cuts into the air and Randy's neck snaps up immediately, his face contorting in horror as he sees Roman, Seth and Dean walk through the open door. Taking her chance, Nikki pushes herself out of Randy's embrace. The confusion spreads across Randy's face before it morphs into anger.

"What the fuck is going on here?" Randy growls, eyes glowing a bright colour that Nikki hasn't seen in a while. "If you've hurt her Reigns I swear to God-"

"You'll kill him like you killed his boyfriend?" Nikki spits out, the words tasting like venom on her tongue.

Randy shakes his head, stepping forward and trying to take Nikki back into her arms but she slaps him away, stepping backwards into Roman.

"I don't know what he's told you Nikki but you shouldn't believe any of it."

Nikki scoffs, "Roman's told me everything Randy, game is up."

"Game is up for everyone; now tell me where Hunter is." Seth speaks up, it's the first time she's ever heard Seth sound so angry, so menacing and she can't lie and say it doesn't send fear rippling through her at exactly Seth will do to Hunter once he finds him.

"You're a wanted man in this house, Rollins."

"Don't give a shit, tell me where the fuck he is, Randy." Seth growls, inching closer.

"In his study."

Seth turns to Dean, cupping his cheeks with both hands. "Go and wait in my room, please?" He murmurs, just loud enough for Nikki to hear. Dean begins to protest, but Seth silences him with a kiss. "Please."

"You are so dead, Rollins. Hunter was right about you being a fucking whore."

Seth shrugs as he watches Dean slink away down to the hall towards the stairs. He turns to Randy with a cocky smirk on his face, stepping backwards but maintaining eye contact with the man.

"I may be a whore, but at least I could do what you couldn't."

"And what would that be?"

"Make your girlfriend orgasm." Seth cackles as he leaves the room, leaving Randy to stare after him, dumbfounded. The front door is suddenly slammed shut and Nikki jumps slightly, only to see Roman standing near it, arm raised. It takes her a second to realise that Roman is holding a gun, and is aiming it straight at Randy. He cocks it to the side, motioning down the hallway with a weird grin on his face.

"It's about time us three had a little catch up, talk about old times, don't you?"