The Shield's Baby Girl

Chapter 6

Carrie reluctantly put her hand in Roman's, remembering what happened the times she held Dean and Seth's hands. They carelessly pulled her along, not caring enough if her shoulder popped out of place.

"Don't worry, hun. I'll be gentle." Roman reassured, giving her a warm smile.

She nodded, allowing Roman to lead her towards some stairs that lead to the basement. Roman set a hand on her back, allowing her to go first.

Gulping, she stepped down the first stair. With each step she took, her heart beat picked up.

'What room were they talking about? Is it like a 50 Shades of Gray thing? It sounded like it.. Also, what do they mean by Dean doesn't get me until tomorrow?'

Carrie's thoughts ran wildly around her head, repeating the same questions.

"You okay?" Roman asked, noticing that her face had turned a bit pale as they reached the door.

"Uh,.. Y-yeah. I'm f-fine.."

"You're stuttering quite a bit and you're kind of pale. Are you sure? We can do this later if you'd like."

"No, I'm fine. Let's just get it over with so I can go shower." She huffed, hoping he'd unlock and open the door.

He nodded, taking out a small, black key and unlocked the door. Taking a deep breath, Carrie entered as Roman pushed the door open.

A small gasp left her lips as she looked around. Whips, chains, gags, plugs, floggers, various toys, bondage... It was like 50 Shades of Gray. It was a deep red color, which made Carrie laugh a bit.

Roman walked in after her, straightening up a shelf with plugs on it.

"So, whaddya think?" He came up behind her, setting a strong hand on her lower back.

"Its... Wow. Really reminds me of--"

"The red room of pain?"

"Heh, yeah.. But this one is more ..Dean influenced." She nodded towards the see through fridge in the corner, filled with different alcohols.

"I don't know why he keeps that down here. He barely drinks those." Roman deeply chuckled, sending a shiver to shoot down Carrie's back.

"You can look around, if you want. I have to fix the bed." He growled under his breath, looking at the bed.

Carrie nodded and proceeded to make her way towards a large shelf of various toys. A little under half of what were on the shelf, she'd never seen before.

"ROMAN!"

As that loud voice yelled, making Carrie jump and knock over a few toys on the shelf.

"Fuck. That was Seth. We better get up there." Roman groaned, grabbed her hand and carefully pulled her up the stairs.

"What about the lock..?" Carrie whispered, looking back at the door.

"It automatically locks when you shut it. You can only open it from the inside without a key."

"Oh.."

As they neared the top of the stairs, screams and shouts, along with rumbling, came drifting down the hall.

"Dean! Give me my title!" Seth's voice echoed through the house.

"Nope!"

CRASH!

Roman tightly squeezed Carrie's hand, trying not to show his anger. Once they reached the living room, they saw Seth trying to get his Championship belt back from Dean.

"Jon! Colby! Did you guys seriously break another lamp?!" Roman shouted, quickly letting go of Carrie's hand. He yanked the championship out of Dean's hand and threw it in the direction of Carrie. She looked down at it and gulped.

"Baby girl, give me the title." Dean sweetly said, holding his hand out.

"No, give it to me." Seth growled, stomping towards her.

"Take it and go to your room. Now." Roman said, holding both Seth and Dean back.

Carrie didn't waste a second in picking it up and sprinting to her room. All she heard before she locked the door was...

"Baby girl!"

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