A/N: Waiting to be beta'd

Aria's Shield

"Have you thought about my offer?"

I stopped typing my text to Dean and sighed. It had been a week since Seth had presented me with his stupid offer that Dean could have his rematch, but not only will my contract be on the line, but so would I. For good. It was a ridiculous offer, one that I was not willing to consider at all. Neither was Dean which I was thankful for. After how he risked it last time, I feared he would try the same again, but he reassured me wouldn't. And I believed him.

"The answer is still the same." I replied, pressing the send button on my text and tucking my phone into my back pocket as I turned to face Seth, my arms folding underneath my chest.

"Wow, does Dean know how much you doubt him?" Seth raised his brows and matched my arm movement. "You're the one who said last week that you know Dean can beat me. Why don't you back that up?" He tilted his head.

"Because I'm not stupid." I returned and he pretended to look confused."You cheat, Seth, that's what you do. It's become your...thing."

"Cheat?" Seth repeated as if this very idea was absurd. My face remained nonchalant. "Aria, I think you're mistaking me for somebody else." His hand pressed against his chest as he leaned forward. "I do not cheat."

"Whatever, Seth."

His head inclined as he watched me. I didn't want to play into his games any further and frankly, I was tired of this whole ordeal. I just hope Dean is right in his reassurance that he will find a way to get my contract back that didn't involve going through Seth's offers.

"If you were smart-" his hands slid into his pockets as he took a step towards me. "-you would take up my offer, Aria."

"She is smart. That's why she's not."

The amused glint on Seth's face disappeared. He straightened and slowly turned around, swallowing when he saw my fiancé there. Dean was wearing jeans, a black hoody with his black leather jacket over the top. Seth looked sceptical at first, but as soon as J&J started scuttling around the corner, the arrogance returned.

"It's one thing your own girlfriend doubts you, but you don't even believein yourself, do you, Ambrose?" Seth said, laughing as J&J came to his side. Jamie started pulling up his sleeves as if he were about to get physical while Joey kept nodding his head. I bumped Jamie's shoulder hard as I could when I passed him to join Dean's side. Jamie's mouth twitched and he mouthed to me that he was going to get me. Dean glanced down at me, his lips pressed tightly together, he then raised a brow at Jamie who backed off immediately.

"I won my match on Smackdown. I get to choose the stipulation." Dean's focused returned to Seth. Dean had his finger pointed right back at himself.

Seth's mouth tugged into a curl. "I didn't agree to that match."

"It doesn't matter, Sethie." Dean smiled, his arm going around my shoulder. "I won."

Jamie quickly tip toed up and whispered something into Seth's ear. "You're right, Jamie." Seth said, patting Jamie's shoulder. "All that match gave you was the power to choose what type of match we have. It doesn't mean Aria's contract is up for grabs. Nice try, Ambrose, but I'm still one step ahead as always. But I'm a generous guy, my offer still stands." Seth shrugged.

Dean stayed unaffected by his comment, I was struggling to remain as composed. On Smackdown last week, the day after Raw, Dean and Seth both had a beat the clock match to determine what type of match they would have at Summerslam. This was after Seth had pissed off Corporate Kane. Seth interfered in Dean's match causing the match to run 6 minutes when I'm sure without it, Dean could have won it in two. But Dean turned the tables and somehow got Seth to lose to Heath Slater leaving Dean with the decision of what match they would have.

"It would make a difference if I ended your career." Dean stepped forward. "How about an ambulance match? Street fight? Hmm, scaffold match? Barbwire?" Dean suggested, Seth paled and I think so did I. "How about loser has to wash Triple H's car? Oh wait, you already do that." Seth began rolling his eyes, muttering something to Jamie and Joey when Dean took another step forward causing Seth's eyes to grow. Jamie and Joey quickly stepped into action and formed a protective barrier in front of Seth. "If I were you, I would put Aria's contract up. Hell, I'd trade it over to me right because I'm not going to stop. Every time you think about cashing that in-" Dean looked down at the briefcase. "I'm going to be right there stopping you. Whether it's a week from now or months, until you sign that contract over to me, your career is nothing." Dean leaned forward. "Believe that."

Dean's hand looped through mine and pulled me back with him. Seth's eyes followed us, his mouth twitching.

"Are you ok?" I asked Dean as we wavered between people to get to our locker room.

"Traffic." Dean threw over his shoulder at me, not acknowledge what was happening, but instead giving me a reason to why he was late to the arena. "Are you alright?" He held the door open for me, I walked underneath his arm and into the locker room. Dean chucked his bag to the side and took off his jacket, throwing it to the side.

"Yeah, I just-" Dean swung his arms out and turned to me.

"You just?"

"I know you get to choose the stipulation..."

"Yeah?" His tongue stuck into his cheek, his head stretching forward.

I stepped forwards, my hands linking together. "I just don't want you putting yourself into a dangerous situation."

Dean held my gaze before he smiled. "Don't you worry about me, kiddo." He winked.

I grabbed hold of his arm as he went to turn away from me. His eyes met mine. "I do. A lot and you don't ease any of that."

His hand came to my upper arm and caressed his thumb over my skin. "You know, I sometimes forget I have someone out there who gives a damn about me." He turned to face me straight on, taking both my hands in his. "I'll be alright, kid."

"Can you at least tell me what you're thinking match wise?"

"When I know, you'll know."

"Just come back to me in one piece, that's all I ask." I smiled gently at him, he nodded and kissed my knuckles. "Have you spoken to Roman today?"

"Yeah. He's enjoying time off with his family."

"I bet. It must be hard for him."

Dean nodded. "It's why I'm glad I have you here with me." I looked down, Dean's finger went under my chin. "What's wrong?" I shook my head. "Hey, c'mon."

"I want this to be over." I said quietly. "I'm so done. I don't even want to work here anymore." Dean wrapped his arms around and kissed the top of my head. I buried my face into his chest and inhaled. I always loved the way Dean smelled. He always smelt of home to me now because that's where my home is, wherever I find Dean. I found it crazy how fast he has become so important to me and vice versa. All this time Seth has been trying to rip us apart, but all he's done is made us stronger.

"You smell good." Dean murmured against my hair.

"I was thinking the same thing." I chuckled.

Dean exhaled and pulled his arms from me. "I've got to go, I've got a match tonight. Seems I'm in need of a tag team partner."

"Sign me up!"

Dean's hands went to his hips. "Seth is teaming up with the Big Show."

"Yeah, and?"

He rolled his eyes with a smile. "Stay here." He pulled the door open.

"I should come with you, I'm very persuasive!"

"If I take you I'll end up with Bo as my partner."

I stared at him dumbfounded. "What's wrong with that?"

"I'll take you to go see your friend, that's it." Dean said, holding the door open.

I walked under his arm again. "Her name is Becky. You do know that right?" I looked up at him. He patted my behind causing me to laugh. "I'm serious though, if you can't find a partner..."

"You're not going to be my tag partner, Aria."

"I was talking about Brad!"

"That's even worse."

I tutted at him causing his arm to come over my shoulder and pulled me into his side. He chuckled and kissed the top of my head. I envied Roman. Dean told me how they were currently back in Hawaii enjoying a prolonged honey moon. I'd give anything to be back there with Dean, having months off. Hawaii will always be special to me as that's where we got engaged.

We found Becky doing Brad's hair. Brad was giving her step by step instructions on what he wanted done and each time she told him to shut up and let her get on with it. Dean leaned down and kissed my cheek about to leave.

"You should go for a Mohawk." Dean said, peering down at Brad.

"Hmm, do you think that would look sexy on me?" Brad said, squinting his eyes in the mirror as if trying to envision this.

"No." Dean responded, Brad looked at him in confusion. "But you can't look any stupider, so..."

"It's called style, Dean." Brad retorted.

"Yeah, ok." Dean turned to me. "I'll see you later." He said to me and nodded at Becky.

"I'll text you my recommendations." I called after him.

"Don't bother." He yelled back.

"Look any stupider, what the hell is he talking about?" Brad mumbled.

"Considering this whole situation, he seems a lot happier." Becky said, glancing in the direction Dean has just left in.

"Pay attention!" Brad erupted. "I don't want my ear clipped again!"

"That was ages ago and that was more your fault than mine." Becky rolled her eyes.

"You were the one holding the scissors therefore it's no one's fault but your own so that rules me out." Brad scowled. "Focus!"

"I'm not sure if he knows what he's doing or just pretending to." I told her, taking a seat next to Brad. I leaned closer to him causing a disgusted look to come on his face. "Becky, you've created this huge bald patch-"

"WHAT?!" Brad leaped up, twisting his head frantically in front of the mirror. "What have you done?!"

"Brad! This is exactly how I clipped your ear last time!" Becky's hands forced Brad back down. "She's messing with you!"

"Wow. Really?" Brad looked at me, shaking his head. "You'd do well to make friends around here, Aria, especially powerful ones such as myself."

"You're not the general manager anymore." I pointed out.

"Let's just say, I have connections." Brad leaned back, his hands clasping together.

"...Which are?" Becky asked.

"Connections that will serve me well if needed."

"Which are?" Becky repeated.

Brad gave a low, sort of evil chuckle.

"Right, ok." I said, looking at Becky. She married this.

"Have you got a match tonight?" Becky asked. I shook my head.

"Apparently you do." Brad spoke up.

"How would you know?"

"Look." Brad pointed up.

I followed his finger to a TV monitor which was currently airing Raw. The screen advertised for tonight... Aria Hayden vs. Seth Rollins. I sat up and leaned forward with wide eyes. "What?" I exclaimed, getting out of my seat.

"Don't look at me, like you said, I'm not the general manager anymore...courtesy of your boyfriend." Brad defended. "I could have prevented this."

"Brad shut up." Becky knocked his head forward. Brad grumbled and glared up at her.

"I'm going to go find Dean."

It seemed every time I passed a monitor, the match was advertised again and again. There was no way I was going to fight Seth, was he the one who planned this? I looked and looked for Dean, but I came up empty. He wasn't anywhere. I tried ringing him, but nothing.

I then reached the Authority's office.

This match couldn't happen.

I charged in.

My pacing slowed when I saw who was inside.

Seth was in there alone, his back to me causing me pause. My hands linked together and I slowly crept up behind him. He was watching the monitor where Raw was once again replaying the advertisement for our match later on. I didn't know how far his involvement was or what the intention of this match was supposed to be.

"We need to talk." I stated firmly causing his head to whip round. He frowned when he saw me and nodded his head.

"I agree." He replied, placing his hands on his hips and edging towards me. "I know what you're going to say and I agree, it's completely crazy, of course I'm not going to fight you, Aria."

"Seth, then what the hell?" I panicked, "I mean, me against you? That's-"

"I know, I know, I don't want you to think this was my idea." He looked down at me. "I know I haven't given you a lot of reasons to trust me lately, but this, I had nothing to do with."

"Do you mind telling your buddy Triple H that? If you talk to him, you could get this match cancelled. He'd listen to you. Tell him what you told me, this isn't what you want."

"I get why you think that, but he won't change it, sweetheart, look, this isn't going to be a real match." Again, he stepped closer to me, "The last thing I want to do is hurt you, ok?" His hands went to either side of my arms.

"Really?" I scoffed, pulling back from his grasp. "I'm not going out there."

"Not physically, Aria, I've never laid a hand on you." I glanced down at his hands on me, "That is the opposite of what I've been trying to do here, ok?" When I didn't respond, one of his hands moved so that his finger could be under my chin, guiding my head up to face him. "Ok?"

I exhaled. "Ok." I nodded, but I steered my face away from his finger. "So what's the plan? What are we going to do?"

Seth's eyes wavered from me for a moment, "We'll just go out to the ring, I'll lay down, you cover me 1 2 3, and that's it." Seth said sternly. "That's all we have to do."

"You'll lay down?" I said, in disbelief.

"You pin me and we'll get it over with." Seth confirmed.

"You would really do that?"

"Jeez, Aria, what do you think? I'm not going to fight you." His brows furrowed and he took a step back from me. "That was never the intention here." I nodded and ran my hand stressfully through my hair. This was such a mess. "Don't be nervous, Aria, I'm not..." He rubbed the back of his head. "I wouldn't hurt you. If you don't believe anything I say ever again, believe that, ok?"

"I don't like this."

"I don't like this either." Seth sighed and sat down, his hand rubbing his jaw hard. "All I've wanted is for you to give me a chance. I never wanted you to hate me and now this happens..."

"You think betraying Roman and Dean would make me want to give you one?" I asked, shaking my head. "You've done this to yourself Seth, but it's not too late to change it." He looked up at me. "Give me my contract back."

"Aria-"

"If you want things to heal between us..." I stepped forward. "You need to make the first move."

Seth stood up and placed his hands behind his head. "Can I think about that?"

I nodded. "I'll see you out there, I guess."

That was...weird. Maybe Seth was finally coming to his senses. Maybe it took something as extreme as Triple H putting us in a match together for him to realise how fucked up this entire situation had been.

I continued to look for Dean, ringing him every two minutes. I was beginning to panic especially as my match was coming up. I at least wanted him to know before he turned on the TV and saw all this happening.

At the last second, I received a text.

I got held up in something. I'll be watching.

That's not what I wanted to hear, but I felt safer knowing that Dean was watching and if anything were to happen, he would be straight down.

I rolled my head back as I waited at the gorilla position. Nothing seemed to be going on. It had been quiet in this area. My music hit and I headed out to the ring. Let's just get this over with.

Seth came out to his usual reception, but this chant seemed to have no affect on him.

"I'm surprised you didn't bring your security team." I said to Seth as he walked up to me.

He chuckled, "I don't need protecting from you, sweetheart and you definitely don't need it from me."

"Let's just get this over with." I told him.

Lillian Garcia started introducing us. "Why do you look so nervous? Relax, it'll be fine." He soothed, looking down at me. "I wouldn't hurt you."

"Triple H could have another reward for you up his sleeve." I said back, crossing my arms tightly against my chest, "I don't have a good feeling about this."

"You're safe with me, ok? It doesn't matter if he does." The bell sounded off with Seth's hand still on me. I looked up at him, waiting for him to back off and get on the ground. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to my forehead. The crowd boo'd loudly for him, I turned my head and he just shook his head at the crowd from above my head.

"Seth-" I said, trying to bring him back to earth.

"Right." He stepped away from me. He held up his hands to the audience, letting them know he meant no harm. With his hands still in the air, he kneeled down. "Come here." He beckoned me over. He lowered himself so he was lying on his back. "Cover me." He instructed.

I looked up the ramp, waiting for anything. Waiting for Triple H, Stephanie, J&J security, but it remained silent.

I got on my knees.

"Get on top of me." He said with a slight smirk, "I won't bite."

"Let's just make this as painless as possible, ok?" I warned him as I leaned over.

I pressed my chest against his as I lifted his leg up. The referee scowled me for doing it wrong, I knew I wasn't. Seth was more than happy to oblige by pulling me completely on top of him so I was straddling him. I was about to pull away, being completely uncomfortable in this position, being this intimately close with Seth when the referee started counting.

One...

What should have been a two count didn't come for awhile.

He was doing a slow count. I knew whose orders those were.

I pulled up from Seth and stood to face the referee. "What the hell are you doing? That was more than a three count."

"Aria, c'mon-" Seth tugged on my hand, spinning me around to face him.

"You knew he was going to do that, didn't you?"

"I didn't, I swear-" He slipped his hand fully into mine and tugged me close to him. "Just let him do his job."

I ran my hand through my hair, just wanting this to be over. Seth lowered himself to the floor again. I hesitated, but I went down on my knees. The crowd was chanting for Dean and I was surprised he wasn't already out here.

I covered Seth.

One...

I looked at Seth through the strands of hair that had fallen onto my face. His dark brown eyes stared back at me.

Two...

Almost over.

"So gorgeous." He whispered.

Thr-

Seth suddenly threw me off him.

I landed and rolled from impact until I was in the corner. I stared at him in shock as he got to his feet. He ran his tongue over his bottom lip as he stepped towards me with a smirk. I grabbed the ropes and pulled myself up, remaining in the corner.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He grinned at me and the arena filled with boo's.

I shook my head at him, "I'm out of here." I hissed, pushing myself from the corner. As I headed for the ropes, Seth slapped my ass causing me to jolt forwards.

My hand went to where it stung and I spun round to face Seth in shock. He looked as smug as ever. I was stupid for trusting him. I knew he wasn't the same Seth anymore, but I didn't expect for him to toy with me like this. I walked right up to him and I slapped him just as hard round the face.

"Stay the hell away from me." I sneered.

His anger at the slap suddenly turned back into a smirk as he squared up to me, dipping down to my height. "Lay down for me, sweetheart." I glared back at him with as much hatred as I could muster up. I went to leave the ring, but his fingers wrapped around my wrist and tugged me back hard into him. "I said, lay-" His hand came to my face forcing me to face him, "-down."

"You are sick."

"How much do you think I can get away with before Dean comes charging out here, huh?" He smirked in my face.

"Where is he?" I demanded in a hiss.

"He's been a little held up, but this should fix that."

He wanted Dean to come down...

This was a set up...

"What more do I have to do?" His hand buried itself in my hair and yanked my head back causing me to squeak, his lips came to my throat.

The crowd were suddenly on their feet. My heart leapt when I saw Dean running up the ramp. His shirt had been torn, his hair a mess and there was a limp to his sprint.

Luke Harper came running after Dean and hit him with clothesline. Erick Rowan appeared in the sheep mask and threw Dean into the barrier. I went to run to him, but Seth's arm swung around my stomach, pulling my back to his chest. Dean was thrown into the stairs.

"Get off me!"

"About time, boys." Seth commented and I turned to see J&J were down.

"Sorry, boss." Jamie replied and handed Seth a microphone.

Dean fought back against the Wyatt's, but the numbers game overcame him. I tried to pull from Seth's grip, but he was just too strong.

Luke and Erick pulled Dean up to the ropes. Jamie Noble dug inside his blazer and brought out...hand cuffs.

Without even knowing what was going on, Dean was handcuffed to the ropes.

"I have to be honest, Aria, Dean, I did set this whole thing up because I want something from you. I made you an offer, Ambrose which you stupidly turned down." Seth said, holding me like I was a feather while I struggled and fought against him. "Sweetheart, I'm trying to talk here." His arm dug in tighter, knocking the wind from me. "As I was saying, this is never going to stop, you're going to keep coming after me and Aria's contract despite me beating you every time, I don't understand how you don't see by now that I am better then you, I mean, c'mon! Harper hold his head up." Dean's head which was dangling was now forced up by Luke Harper by Dean's hair. His eyes were rolling until they focused on me. "At Summerslam, it's all or nothing. I want you to agree to my stipulation." Dean pulled out his handcuffs, suddenly realising what was going on.

Dean laughed, "Take these off and face me like a man." His eyes bulged as they focused on Seth. The handcuffs were creating a ring of red around his wrist.

"I think you're going to come around to my way of thinking." Seth smiled and nodded at Mercury. Joey received another microphone and stood by Dean, lowering it to his mouth. "Last chance, Ambrose."

"You touch her, it's your funeral." Dean's eyes were wide as he pulled against the restraints.

Seth sighed and let me go. As I went to move towards Dean, he blocked my way. "Aria-"

"WHAT?!" I yelled at him, fed up with it all.

He sighed.

"I didn't want it to come to this, Ambrose." Seth gritted his teeth, as he stared down at me, his back to Dean, "You leave me no choice, but to force yours."

His arms suddenly looped round the back of my thighs, slamming my back down onto the mat. My legs were now trapped under his arms. I could hear Dean yelling all sorts of threats. Seth looked to the crowd. I tried to fight against him, but his grip was too tight.

Seth slowly turned me round so I was on my stomach. He forced back my legs.

My mouth fell open at the suddenly pain and pressure I could feel on my thighs and lower back. He had me in the Boston crab, known better as the walls of Jericho.

I thrashed against him, trying to get out of this painful move. He made it so I was facing Dean who I could see going crazy to try and break free of the handcuffs. Joey Mercury held the microphone for Seth to speak into as his hold on my legs tightened. "C'MON DEAN! YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS THAT I WANT FROM YOU, IF YOU DON'T GIVE IT TO ME, I WILL BREAK HER LEGS." I desperately tried to crawl towards the ropes, to Dean. Dean reached out his hand to me, the cuffs digging into his wrist, but he didn't care and just as I almost got to him, Seth dragged me back causing me to scream. "Agree to my stimulation." He growled. Dean's face was red, his veins almost popping open. He was shaking as his lips snarled at Seth. "SAY IT, DEAN OR I SWEAR TO GOD I'LL BREAK HER LEGS. YOU MADE MY LIFE HELL SINCE PAYBACK! I will take no shame, I will take no guilt in doing this, but I will make the rest of your life filled with regret."

I screamed as he pulled back harder. I tried tapping out. My hand slammed desperately into the mat, trying to get Seth to ease up, but he wouldn't.

"Ok." Dean's voice trembled with pure fury.

"What did you say? Jamie, raise the microphone!" Seth demanded, loosening his grip on my legs, but not letting me go completely. "I want the whole world to hear this! Say it again, Dean, say it again."

Jamie raised the microphone to Dean's lips, "I agree to the stipulation." He hissed through gritted teeth.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what did you just say?" Seth challenged again, pulling hard on my legs causing me to scream out.

"I SAID I AGREE TO THE STIPULATION! YOU GOT IT NOW? LET HER GO YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

"I'm going to need more than your word, Dean." Joey produced a contract and a pen. He placed the pen into Dean's hands. Dean hesitated, his teeth bared as he tried to fight from the handcuffs. Seth started to pull my legs out again, I tried to buried my face against the mat to muffle the cries, but it was useless, he wasn't going to stop. Not until Dean signed that contracted.

DA, he signed.

Seth dropped my legs immediately. I almost cried at the release. He cheered through the microphone, laughing at his success. "Thank you, Dean, thank you! I just knew you'd come round to my way of thinking."

Seth bent down by Dean and slapped his face while he laughed. He picked up the contract and looked at both sides. "You see that?" He held it to the camera. He then knelt beside me. "You see that, sweetheart? He signed. Your fiancé signed." His brows knitted together as he surveyed the contract. "Oh but wait, Jamie, Jamie look, it seems we need two signatures." Seth looked at me and smiled. "Are you going to make this easy for me?" He offered me a pen.

"Go to hell." I told him, using the strength in my arms to shuffle me away from him.

"You know the game by now, Aria, but if you want to play, I'll play." Seth straightened up. "Boys, if you'll please."

Erick and Luke started beating on Dean. I couldn't even watch. "I hate you." I hissed to Seth. "I hate you so much. You're never going to have me."

"Aw, Aria, I wish you had a choice." He winked and slid out of the ring. He pulled me out by my legs causing me to scream out. He held me upright as he took me to the side of the ring towards the commentary table.

Erick and Luke had carried Dean's limp body and chucked him to Lillian Garcia's feet. I tried to get to him, but every time I managed to take a step forward I was hauled backwards.

"Please don't do this." I begged Seth. I didn't know what he was planning to do and that scared the hell out of me.

"You can put a stop to this. All you have to do is sign, Aria."

I shook my head, "I can't!" I cried out.

"You can and you will. Bring it up boys!" Seth yelled out.

A black box was beside the commentary table. Erick stared at me through his sheep mask before lifting it up revealing something that churned my stomach.

Cinder blocks.

I was thrown to Luke Harper who tangled me against his stinky dirty body, forcing me to face Seth as he climbed on top of the commentary table while Erick forced Dean's head over the cinder blocks.

"NO!" I screamed out trying to pull from Harper. "I BEG YOU! STOP IT!"

Jamie thrusted the contract and a pen towards me.

Dean wasn't moving.

"No!" I yelled out, thrashing from side to side.

"Sign it." Seth ordered from on top of the commentary table. Luke shoved me down to the ground where I landed with a thud. The contract and the pen was thrown at me.. Seth hopped down off the commentary table and loomed above me. "Sign it." He repeated sternly down at me. "Don't think I won't do it."

I closed my eyes tightly and...signed.

Seth handed Joey the signed contracted and he raced up the ramp. Seth was laughing despite the anger thrown at him from the crowd. "Get me the mic." I heard him say faintly to Jamie.

"Here boss!"

"Aria, Aria-" Seth crouched down before me. "You have made me e a very happy man and you'll make me an even happier man in two weeks at our wedding." I could barely move. My legs and back were still in so much pain. I threw a fist at Seth. He caught it easily, using it to drag me up. He pushed me back so I was leaning against the ring post. "But first, there is something you still owe me from a couple of weeks ago." I felt so much anger in me that I thought I might explode. I hated him. Everything about him. I glared hatefully at him, wanting him to know how much I despise him. All that crap he told me earlier, I can't believe I even thought for a moment that this might be all over. "You know what I'm talking about, right? Let me remind you." Seth dropped the microphone and stepped closer to me. He tilted his head and puckered up his lips. I looked at him in disgust.

"Stay the hell away from me." I sneered.

Seth's hand firmly gripped my wrist and pulled me into his chest. My legs stumbled, but he forced me up. That same hand then used my hair as a way to keep me up. He wetted his lips with his tongue proudly for the crowd to see. I tried to push at his chest, but it did no good as he forced my head close to his. He twisted my head round and forced his lips onto mine. I was trying to twist my head out of it, but his wet lips remained forcefully on mine. It wasn't until my left fist connected with his jaw that Seth dropped me and I tumbled to the ground.

He clicked his jaw back into place an wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and finally started moving away. A sick smirk on his face. I crawled over to Dean who was still out. I leaned my head against his.

"Dean..." I whispered to him. "Please wake up." I tried to pull up his eye lid but his eye just rolled backwards. I held onto him and that's all I could do.

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