chapter one

He grunted out in agony as his back slammed into the mat, his neck snapping sharply back. His much larger opponent lay over him for the pin and though every bones in his body begging him to lay still at the last moment he shot his arm up. He couldn't bear to let his teammates down again. They had lost their last seven matches and each time he had taken the pin. Groaning he stretched his arm towards the corner where roman reigns and dean ambrose were manically reaching for him, begging him to tag them in. Turning on his stomach Seth crawled slowly forward. His every move burning his lungs and aching his joints. He could hear Erick Roman coming towards him while Erick's leader Bray Wyatt cackled from his corner. He grabbed for his shield brother Dean's hand but suddenly felt his ankle being grasped and tugged away from his corner. He tried kicking him off when he saw his shield brothers being attacked by Braun Strowman and Luke Harper. Seth began kicking violently desperate to get free. Desperate to help his friends. Between Bray and Erick holding him though he didn't stand a chance. He yelled out in fear as bray placed a sack bag over his head blinding him. He kicked and punched frantically until he heard Bray whisper "be still my little pet" and he felt a sharp pain to the back of his head as everything went dark and he fell unconscious.

His head felt strange and confused as Seth awoke to find himself in a dark crate. Breaking open the lid he looked warily around. He could see he was in the back of some sort of vehicle. He could feel it moving as it drove along. He began panicking. Had the Wyatts abducted him? Were they taking him back to their marshy swamp? No he told himself, he had to stay calm. He knew from experience in the ring that fear was his worst enemy. He sat down on the crate and with his head in his hands began to formulate a plan for when the truck stopped.

Dean screamed out in pain as Roman placed his bloody hand under the cold running water. "Well if you will insist on punching walls!" Roman sighed exasperated. Inwardly he knew how Dean felt. They had searched every inch of the stadium before Zack Ryder had mentioned he seen the Wyatts leaving with Strowman carrying a unconscious Seth in his arms. Immediately they had jumped into their rental car and started towards the next arena. Bray was advertised to fight there and Dean and Roman planned to have their revenge there. "Go easy Roman" Dean growled. Sighing Roman said "sorry man. Im just so frustrated! I wanna get my hands on Wyatt and I want it right now!" Dean understood. He felt exactly the same. Since they had met four years ago in NXT Roman, Seth and himself had been inseparable. They knew exactly what they wanted and they got it. They were always on the same page, sure they had their fights but they never lasted. As far as they were concerned they were family. Roman, the big older more responsible brother always looking out for his younger friends, keeping them out of trouble. Dean was the crazy, boisterous one but you didn't wanna cross him. He sure had a temper and had no issue using his fists. They called Seth the baby of the family. As the youngest he was always pranking the others and looking for fun. He was really into his fashion and social media which made Dean and Roman howl with laughter at times. Dean was pulled from his thoughts when Roman growled that he was taking a shower. Looking down he was surprised to see his injured hand neatly bandaged. Stretching it carefully he decided he needed some relief. He needed to destress a little. Quietly Dean slid open the balcony door and slipped out into the fresh air. With a quick glance over his shoulder he pulled out a packed of cigarettes. Taking his first drag Dean sighed inwardly. Seth hated his smoking. The fitness fanatic had tried constantly to get Roman and Dean to embrace the fitness lifestyle and they did. Mostly to appease Seth but they still had the occasional drink. This was the first time in over a year Dean had smoked though and he felt like he was letting Seth down. The guilt was tremendous knowing that when Seth needed him most he was standing there failing Seth further. "Feel any better after that?" The voice startled him as he realised the cigarette had burnt out while he was thinking. "Would you believe worse Roman?" With a smile Roman put his arm around his younger friend to comfort him. Deans head slipped down onto Romans chests he whispered "where is he?". Roman grasped the back of deans hair and pulling it back so Dean was forced to look at him growled "we'll find him and God help the Wyatts when we do!"

The truck pulled to a stop in the parking lot of the arena. Seth felt the sudden shake and braced himself. It was now or never. The two men walked around the back and pulled open the latches of the doors. Seth sprung out hitting wildly at everything he saw. One man fell to the ground in shock and Seth jump onto his back, beating the back of his head while the other man tried to pull Seth off. Turning Seth punched him too and as the man fell to the ground Seth realised it wasn't the Wyatts! Hell these men didn't even look like athletes! He looked back towards the truck and on its side was the WWE logo and a huge poster of the CEO of the company Triple H. Grabbing one of the men Seth demanded "how did I get in there?" Coughing the man cried out for help but Seth yelled louder "how!". Gasping for breath the man uttered "don't know, I don't know!". Seth threw the man loose. Where were Dean and Roman? Had the Wyatts taken them too? He had to find out. Dusting himself off he shuffled towards the arena entrance. At the door stood a tall security guard. As Seth tried to go past him the guards hand shot out and hitting seths chest he demanded to see a access pass. Slightly breathless from the blow Seth growled "I am the talent! I am Seth freaking Rollins!" The door opened behind them and the head of talent relations came out. Grabbing Seth he yelled "where the hell have you been? Your late! Dean and Roman are going mad looking for you!" Pulling sharply away Seth demanded "where are they?" "The locker room" replied the man bluntly and he stalked away.

Romans head shot sharply around as the locker room door opened. When he saw Seth standing there he raced across and grabbed him in a hug. "Man am I glad to see you! Are you hurt? What happened?". Seth grunting from the hug moaned "I'm fine. Where's Dean?". Roman smirked "at the medic getting his hand checked". "His temper again?" Seth asked. "Yeah well he was worried about you. We both were." Roman replied. Seth slowly eased himself onto the bench saying "I'm alright. What the hell was that about? Were you guys taken too?". "No" Roman said quietly " they beat us pretty bad. Then they put Dean through the announce table. Dammit Seth he looked like he was dead. He went pure white! I never been so freaked!". As Seth placed his hand on Romans back he realised the older man was shaking. He barely heard Roman whisper "I wasn't able to protect you!". Rubbing his back Seth soothed "it's not your job to protect us. It's your job to pick us up when we fall. And here you are doing just that!". The door burst open behind them as Dean flew into the room. "What happened? What did those bastards do to you? Fucking swamp ridden flea bitten…" Dean muttered off more insults beneath his breath. " I'm fine Dean! They did nothing to me. They just threw me in the back of a crate on a WWE truck. I gave the drivers a hell of a surprise!" Seth laughed. Deans face was set in stone. He was in no mood to laugh.

Deans mind had ran wild with visions of what the Wyatt's may have done to Seth. He had even feared that Seth may have been killed. The Wyatt family were new to the company and had come to the WWE under a cloud of mystery. They didn't abide by rules but then neither did Dean he smirked. That was exactly how he'd get revenge. By throwing the rule book out the window. "That grin is never a good thing" Roman commented. Seth knew this wasn't going to end well so changed the subject. "Who are we facing tonight?" He asked. Dean sighed "the unicorn brigade". "New day?" Seth asked incredulous "what have they done to deserve to face us? They aren't even on our level!" Roman laughed "always so cocky Seth! Just think on it as a chance to get your anger out. Better now than you and Dean go at it later!". The other two couldn't keep the smiles from their faces. It always ended that way. Both had confidence that bordered on egotistical and both felt they were the leader of the shield. It was usually down to Roman to settle them.

A knock came on their dressing room door and all three men bristled. Roman rose and opened the door glaring. Small, timid referee Charles Robinson stood there mumbling. Dean came forward and pushed Roman aside saying "don't mind him, he's sexually frustrated!" Seth cackled behind him while Roman just shook his head. Typical Dean. "Um your match is in 10 minutes!" Robinson uttered. Dean grinned "thanks man!" And shut the door. Dean and Roman were already suited up. Seth unpacked his shield gear and was about to pull off his shirt when Dean came up behind him, grabbed the edge of his shirt and pulling it up mocked Seth "come on baby, let's get the little prince dressed". Seth turned sharply and shot his fist out at Dean however Roman stepped between them and separated the two. "Seth! Gear! Now! Dean…warm up!". Dean went to a corner to stretch and listen to some music as he always did before matches to hype him up and Roman sat on a bench. Seth pulled his shirt over his head and stretched out his wary torso. Roman watched as Seth groaned stretching out his muscles which were stiff from being locked in the crate. Roman couldn't look away as Seth opened his belt buckle and undid his skin tight jeans. He bent over rolling the jeans down his legs and Roman had a perfect view of seth's firm muscular but small pert ass. Roman could feel himself getting harder but he couldn't force himself to look away. Seth stood opposite Roman with his back to him in just his boxers. If only Seth would turn around thought Roman but Seth reached over for his shield combat trousers and dragged them on over his clenched hips. Roman turned and was startled to find Dean grinning at him so quickly got up, made an excuse about needing the bathroom and left.

When Roman left Dean broke out in laughter "damn Seth, if only you'd seen his face!". Seth turned wetting his hair "what did I miss?". Sniggering Dean snorted "our Samoan God was checking your ass out!". Seth grinned "again? When the hell will that guy realise what we already know? He's bisexual!". Dean sighed "yeah but you know how strict he was brought up. Being attracted to men is against everything he was taught!" Pouring the last of the water over deans scraggly hair Seth grinned "maybe it's time we opened Romans world up to him!"