Hey guys!
Finally the update! I know you've waited way too long for this and I'm sorry. But here it is :D.
Enjoy!

"Reigns to headquarters …" Roman spoke through the mobile radio on his vest, " … headquarters please answer." The Samoan was leaning on the wall right next to Styles - who seemed to be still unconscious - while his pale friend was sitting on his lap, weakly leaning against his shoulder.
"Headquarters to Reigns … what's your status report? Could you and Ambrose seize the criminal?"
"Positive." Roman answered, while his right hand was still pressing on Dean's wound, "But Ambrose's hurt. We have an Officer down … I repeat Officer down!" He could hear the blonde groaning against him, knowing his friend needed medical attention ride away.
"Copy that." They heard through the radio, "We'll send an ambulance and another team to your current location."

"Dean, come on man. Stay with me." Roman shook his friend's shoulder, getting an unpleased moan as responds. The Samoan had opened his own vest to take of his shirt and use it as an improvised pressure bandage.
"Argh!" His partner screamed, ripping is eyes open, when the agony rushed through his arm.
"I know. I know Dean …" Roman said sympathetically, glad Dean had opened his eyes again, even when they now were filled with tears of pain, " … but I have to stop the bleeding …"

"Come on Dean, stay awake. Talk to me. How do you feel?", the tall man didn't stop teasing his dangerously tired partner.
" P-Pain … 'm sick … n' cold … w-wanna sleep." Dean mumbled, while he was fighting against the heavy exhaustion in his body, knowing how important it was for him to hold his eyes open now.
"I know Dean." Roman comfortingly stroked over the blonde's sweaty curls, "You've lost a lot of blood man, but the medics will be here in a minute." He kept on brushing through the younger man's hair, while he slowly brought his friend into a laying position, lifting his legs a bit to avoid a physical shock.
"Good, that will help his blood to get back into the important parts of his body.", Roman murmured to himself, lifting the blonde's injured arm as well, not wanting it to start bleeding again.
"It's gonna be okay partner." The tall man smiled, already hearing the sirens from a far, "Just keep your eyes ooen for me Dean."

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A few days later at the cemetery

"We did it!" Dean grinned happily, feeling Roman pulling him closer, while the Samoan made sure to not touch his friend's sore arm.
"Yes, we do partner." Roman mumbled into the blonde's fluffy her, while they both were looking down on their captain's grave.
"He was a good man." The younger man murmured with his head bowed and his fingers entangled.
"Yes he was Dean." Roman agreed, while he couldn't hold himself back from pressing a comforting kiss on the blonde's head, knowing how much Dean had liked John, "He would be really proud of you."
The younger man lifted his head, smiling up to his friend and for a moment Roman didn't know if it were his words or the way he was looking at Dean, which had trigged this reaction.
"John would be proud of you, too, Ro." He then said, looking back at the flowers they had put on the captain's grave. "You speared Styles right into prison." Dean chuckled, hearing the quiet giggle in Roman's chest.
"You're the best partner in the world." The blonde murmured, wrapping his arms around the tall man.
"Maybe, …" Roman answered, responding to the touch by once again burying his nose deeply inside his friend's soft curls, "… but I'm nothing without you …"
The sun was slowly setting, throwing its last rays on the two entangled men, who were standing in front John Cena's grave - their beloved captain - celebrating justice in their own special way.

Thanks for reading :). Hope you liked it. This is the last chapter of Freeze. But don't be sad, I'm planing to work on that "Weird feeling" sequel next (which probably will be a one shot based on "weird feeling"), right after I updated "Those baby blue eyes" (hopefully during the next days).

I see you in the reviews ;)