The Hounds of Justice

8. Part 5 ~ Lima

Roman Reigns

I watch as Dean does push-ups while we wait for our entrance, Seth is doing handstands. "You look like a idiot." I say, watching him. He chuckles.

Sierra. Hotel. India. Echo. Lima. Delta. SHIELD!

We burst through the doors into the crowd. It's a mixed reaction of boos and cheers. Seth leads us down the stairs, Dean behind him then me. We don't have a match tonight, just a talking segment.

"We have some good news." Dean says pacing behind Seth and I.

"Roman. Would you like to tell them?" Seth says handing me a mic.

"My little sister is going to be joining us." The crowd goes nuts. We watch as people turn to the ramp to look for her.

"She's not here tonight. Not yet." Seth says.

"No, she'll be here at Survivor Series. AMBROSE! Stop pacing." I turn to him.

"Very fitting that she joins us, at the same Pay Per View that we debuted in ." His eyes darken as he says that.

I put my mic down "Colby." I hiss. He nods and throws his mic to, we grab Dean and leave, seeing he was about to lose his shit.

We get into our private Shield locker room. Dean starts pacing around the couch. I undo my vest and pull it over my head.

"Jon." Colby and I both say in unison.

"We hurt her, Uce. She's in the hospital because of us. She's your sister. She's my sister too and we hurt her." He stops pacing and looks at me,

"It was her call. We did what we had to do, she'll be ok." I toss my vest onto my bag and grab my phone.

"She hasn't even let us know she's ok." Jon continues behind me.

"Check this then." I chuck my phone at him.

"Let's get going." Colby grabs his bag and opens the door. Randy comes bursting through it and jumps on Colby.

"You dirty bastards." Randy growls as he punches Colby in the face.

"RANDY! Get off of him." I grab his arm mid swing, he jumps off of Colby, who roles the opposite direction.

"You did this to her." He hiss trying to knock me to the ground.

"She did this to herself." I say shoving him to the door. "Leave." He doesn't leave so I slam him into the wall.

"Jon open the door." He jumps over the couch and opens the door. I throw Orton through it and slam the door shut.

"Get up Colbs, we are leaving." I grab my duffel bag and leave. We walk through the arena to the parking lot. I shove my bag into the trunk.

"Keys." I say holding my hand out.

"Must you always drive?" Jon objects as he puts the key in my hand.

I drive us to the airport. I have a window seat, Colby is next to me. Jon is a few rows in front of us. Today's raw was in Wisconsin, next weeks was in Nevada, a live event in Iowa and Arizona.

I notice Maryse is sitting in the row right in front of me.

"Hey Maryse." I say, she turns around to see Colby and I.

"What's up." She says coldly. I guess she's one of Kay's only friends in the women's locker room.

"Have you heard from Kayla." Colby asks leaning forward.

"Why do you care Seth?"

"We care ok. We didn't want to do that to here but we had to ok." I whisper so only she can hear me. The look on her face says she is clearly surprised but a little skeptical too.

"Believe me. I didn't want to do that." If only she knew how much we didn't want to do that.

"Ok I believe you. I called her before I got here. She's doing good. I'm going to see her after tv, next Tuesday." She says. The flight attendant starts her little spiel on safety and Maryse turns back around.

We land in Iowa at three in the morning. The live event isn't until Thursday so Colby drives us to his hometown of Davenport.

We spend our free days relaxing and working out before the live event. At the live event we face The Authority, minus Randy, we win. Now it's on to Nevada for Saturday then Arizona for tv on Monday.

Colby is driving us to the airport. It's about 5 in the morning. Jon is sleeping in the backseat. Lately he's been getting more and more unstable. He snapped at the gym and broke a mirror by throwing weights at it. He can't deal with that fact that we put Kayla in the hospital.

"Have you talked to her." Colby asks turning a corner.

"Yeah. She's itching to get back in the ring." I reply checking Twitter. I see Kayla tweeted a picture of Randy sleeping in a chair in her hospital room. Seeing he is only coming to TV now .

"Every Queen needs a King." Is the caption. She seems happy with him.

On the plane all three of us are in separate rows. I stare out the window as we take off, itching to be in the ring with my sister once more.