I'll Be There for You (Ambrollins) (completed)

Chapter 3

Dean's POV

Today I'm taking Seth to the doctor to get his knee and foot checked out. I wake up before Seth and make us breakfast. I eat mine in the kitchen and then bring Seth's to him in bed. I gently wake him up and then watch him eat.

After that I do the dishes and take a quick shower. Lastly I help Seth get dressed and ready to go. He wears a t shirt and comfy sweat pants. He's so quiet this morning watch is unlike him but I guess he's nervous. I would be too.

Since Seth can't walk I carry him to the car and gently place him in. I get in and start up the car. I drive to the nearest hospital. Seth doesn't say a word the whole car ride. He's so lost in thought as he stairs out the window as if he already knows something is seriously wrong with him. It breaks my heart. Seth means the world to me and to see him upset and hurting like this is hurting me. I sigh and pull into a parking space at the hospital. I get out and carry Seth in. I place Seth gently in a chair in the waiting room and get him all checked in and fill out the paper work. Then I sit and wait with him for the doctor to come.

The doctor comes an hour later and brings a wheelchair. I help Seth into it and then they take him away for testing. I wait.

An other hour pasts before the doctor comes out without Seth. I look at him confused as to why Seth isn't there with him. Wait is Seth really that hurt? Did he have to have surgery? I start to panic. "Where's my husband?" I asked the doctor. "I'm afraid I have some bad news." He says. Who is this guy fucking bad news Barrett or something? "Seth badly damaged his foot and well as far as his knee goes... He's gonna need another career." He said. "What are you saying?" I asked. "Seth completely tore his ACL, MCL, and Medial Meniscus. He can get surgery on his knee and foot but there is no guarantee he'll ever walk let alone wrestle again. It's the worst knee tear I ever saw. I'm sorry." The doctor said and walked away. Tears fill my eyes. No. No. No! Not my Seth. Not my Sethie. Why did this have to happen to him? It should have been me.

I hear someone coming to me and I look up to see Seth, my Sethie, standing there on crutches. His got a gold cast on his foot and a brace on his knee. He looks more depressed then I have ever seen him look before. It breaks my heart and makes me even more sad to see him this way. I stand up and help him to the car. I get him in and make sure he's comfortable. I get in too. I start driving back to the hotel. Tomorrow we will have to break the news to Hunter and Stephanie, Seth's parents and our bosses. We might have to tell Vince too. He's Seth's grandpa and the owner of the company. Seth will have to turn in his title. My poor poor husband.

When we get back Seth doesn't talk. He just lays in bed all day. My poor baby. How will we get through this?