Hostage- A WWE/ Shield Story

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==Audrey's Point of View==

Me:
You're gonna need to get dressed....

Dean:
I know, I'm not done eating.

Me:
Well, we might wanna hurry up. If Daniel says 'it's important' than it's probably important.

Dean:
I agree. You gonna go dressed like that?

Me:
What's wrong with how I'm dressed? At least I have a shirt on.

Dean:
Just asking. You sure you wanna wear shorts? You can wear my camo pants.

Me:
You bitch at me for wearing those.

Dean:
Go get em' and put em on, I'll let you wear them

I rifle through Dean's clothes and find the pants. I put them on, grab a pair of Dean's jeans and a black t and go to the living room.

Me:
(handing Dean his clothes)
Here. Save you some time with picking something out.

Dean:
Thanks.

Me:
Go change.

Dean goes to the bathroom and changes.

Roman:
So, what does Daniel want to talk to you two about?

Me:
(shrugs)
Dunno.

Roman:
Can we talk later?

Me:
About what?

Roman:
Us. Our friendship

Me:
(sigh)
Roman, you need to just leave that alone.

Roman:
I just want things to go back to the way they were before.

Me:
Things will never go back to the way they were, Roman. You need to realize that.

Dean walks out.

Dean:
Go get a jacket, baby Ambrose. It's cold out, you can't be getting sick on me.

Me:
Yes sir.

I grab a jacket and put it on.

Me:
Can I drive?

Dean:
No. Get in the car.

==Roman's Point of View==
They leave and I just basically sleep. It's nice to be back on this bus.

**The superstars are given about 5 days off from work**

Roman, Dean, and Audrey get to Dean's house late in the night. Audrey takes her sleep medicine and goes right to her room.

==About two hours later==

Dean and I are watching TV

Me:
So, when are you moving to Vegas?

Dean:
Probably December. Aud and I can't move our stuff, so we're having friends do it for us.

Me:
Because of work I'm guessing?

Dean:
(nodding)
Yeah, the two of us just don't have the time to-

Then, the two of us hear Audrey screaming, "No! GET AWAY! HELP ME! NOO! I WANT DEAN! LET ME GO!" Dean sighs, gets up, and stretches.

Dean:
(to himself)
Time to go to work.

He walks quickly to Audrey's room; with me following. I see Audrey tossing and turning whimpering. Dean turns the lamp on her bedside and shakes Audrey.