Playing Mind Games // Ambrollins

Chapter 7

Dean's POV:

The car ride to the hospital was going smoothly. I was whispering into Seth's ear. He was still shaken up. Who could blame him?

"It's alright baby boy. I got you." I whispered to him as he laid on my lap.

Seth looked up at me, and weakly smiled. "Dean....I love you....I love you...so...so very much." Seth said, his eyes lids getting heavier.

I saw Seth's breathing labor. I knew that wasn't a good sign. I felt his body slowly go limp. I could practically feel it. "Seth! Seth, don't pass out on me! Seth, baby!" I yelled down to Seth.

Cameron looked behind him and widened his eyes. "Drive faster, now! Your a cop take the privilege of driving with the lights on!" He yelled to Mitchell.

I was crying. "Seth, please. Don't pass out on me...we..we are almost at the hospital..please Seth, I love you!" I sobbed, caressing his swollen, bruised cheek.

Seth's eyes opened just a little. "Dean, I really do love you. Please don't forget me..I...I want you to find someone worthy of your love...I love you Dean, forever..." he couldn't finish the sentence. He passed out

I cried ever harder. "No. No. No. No. No!....Seth, baby wake up! Please baby...Please...." I sobbed. "Mitchell...get to the hospital now!" I screamed, holding my unconscious baby boy.
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"I need help! Please!" I screamed, running into the hospital, carrying Seth.

By the time I finished my sentence I had a doctors and nurses surrounding me. They picked up Seth, and placed him a gurney. This the second time I saw this happen. Multiple nurses then rolled Seth quickly to the Emergency Care Unit. I dropped to my knees and looked at the now closed doors. 

One doctor stayed behind. He looked down at me. He gave me a sincere smile.

"I'm sorry sir. What actually happened?" He asked, kneeling down next to me.

I looked up at him, teary eyed. I wiped my tears, and looked at him.

"My boyfriend Seth was brutally beaten by my ex friend and his stupid goons for a couple weeks. I just saved him with the help of Detectives Mitchell and Cameron, and he passed out in the car." I replied, re soaking my tear stained cheeks.

"I'm so sorry sir. I promise we will do our best make sure he is stable and healthy." He replied, giving me another sincere smile.

I nodded, and looked back down. He helped me, and directed me to the waiting room. Mitchell and Cameron were already in there, looking off into space with blank expressions. They looked up at the sound of shoes, trudging there way in.

"Hi guys." I weakly said. Mitchell looked at me. He smiled at me and told me to sit down. I listened to him and got comfortable in the lousy hospital chair.

Cameron looked over at me and sighed. "You know..Roman and his friends don't know we took Seth. He can be searching for him right now." He whispered.

I whimpered inaudibly. Why did Roman have to attack him? Why did he have his goons help? Why do they find pleasure in hurting Seth. He didn't do anything wrong.

"Do you know who else is behind it?" I asked carefully. I had an idea who it was, but I didn't want to accuse anyone at the moment.

Mitchell looked up. "Cameron knows. He found other DNA when we searched the house." He explained tiredly. I nodded my head.

"So who is it?" I asked quietly. Cameron looked at me and sighed. "Dolph Ziggler and Gwen Rollins. You know them?" He asked curiously.

I scowled. Know them? I hate them. "Yes. I know those sons of bitches." I grunted. Just the thought of their names made me want to vomit.

Cameron looked at me. "I figured you did." He sighed. This whole case was crazy. To many things were happening at once. It was tiring Mitchell, Cameron, and myself.

We sat in comfortable silence until a fairly young doctor called out our names for Seth. We stood up and walked over to him. He smiled softly at us.

"Are you Dean Ambrose?" He asked me carefully. He was looking down at the emergency contact list. My name was on there.

I nodded my head. "Yes that's me. What's going on with Seth?" I asked quickly. He looked at me and sighed. "Well you're friend really took a beating. We were surprised he didn't have internal bleeding. Any case. The reasoning for him passing out was from dehydration and no food being in his system. We fixed that problem. He is stable now." He explained softly.

I smiled widely. "Oh thank you! When can we see him?" I asked in much more calmer tone. He nodded. "Follow me." He ordered, walking down the hall to Seth's room.

I looked at Cameron and Mitchell. They had much more life in them than before. We followed the doctor to Seth's room.