The Shield One Shots Book 2!

The Bosses Son Pt8/Ambreigns

 Dean sighed, as he finished getting changed out of his suit and back into jeans and a t-shirt. He couldn't stop thinking about what happened at the will reading, how his family only cared about his Father's damn money, and not that he was fucking dead. He didn't give a damn about the money or anything else that his Father had left him, he'd give it all away to have him back. He sat on the edge of Roman's bed and ran his hands over his face, as he sighed again, he had no idea what he was going to do about anything. Maybe he should just give the company to his Uncle? He laughed at that idea, he'd never do that, there were too many good people that worked there. He didn't want them to lose their jobs, but they would if that happened, his Uncle would ruin the company if he ran it.

 "Hey, you okay?" Roman asked, as he came into the room.

 "Uh, ask me again when I figure this all out." Dean replied sighing again, as he threw himself backward on the bed.

 "I'm sorry about what happened at the will reading." Roman said gently, as he sat beside him on the bed and rubbed his arm.

 "Yeah, me too." Dean said quietly. "You know, I haven't seen my bastard Uncle since I was a damn teenager, before that I only saw him when he needed money. The last time I saw him I was 15 years old, he showed up and demanded my Father give him money. My Dad finally had had enough and refused, that set my Uncle into a fit. He was thrown out and that was the last damn time I saw him until today. The worst part was that I was so close to James growing up, we did everything together, we were inseparable, until that happened. Then it was like they disowned us all because my Dad wouldn't support my lying, lazy, useless fucking Uncle any damn more."

 "Well, maybe this is your chance to reconnect with him?" Roman suggested.

 "Maybe." Dean agreed quietly. "Sometimes I just wish I could..." He began, but trailed off, he had already decided against selling the company.

 "Could what, babe?" Roman pushed gently.

 "You know what? Never mind, Baby Boy." Dean said smiling.

 "You sure?"

 "Yeah, did you tell Seth about the drinks?" Dean asked changing the subject, as he sat up.

 "Yep, he's making us a late lunch so we have something in our systems when we drink." Roman said smiling.

 "Seriously?" Dean asked smirking, Roman nodded his head. "Wow, he's such a Mom." He teased smiling, making them both laugh.

 "I heard that, Ambrose." Seth said, as he came into the room. "Lunch is ready, kids." He added smiling, making all three of them laugh.

**Later**:

 Roman leaned back in the booth he was sitting at with Dean, Seth, and James; he was sitting beside Seth, they had to pretend that there was no relationship besides friendship between himself and Dean. For the last hour, they've listened to stories of their shared past, it was nice to learn about Dean's past and see him actually smiling since his Father's death. The longer they hung out with James it became perfectly clear that he was nothing like his self-absorbed, money-hungry, asshole of a Father. Seeing Dean with James was awesome, Dean didn't get along with most of his family and being reconnected with his cousin could be exactly what Dean needed right now.

 "Okay, has Ambrose ever told you two about the time we almost got arrested for stealing a Cop car?" James said laughing, as Dean groaned smiling, and lowered his head.

 "What?" Seth and Roman said together shocked.

 "It was nothing." Dean said trying to downplay it.