The Shield One Shots Book 2!

The Collector/Ambrollins

Dean Ambrose; one third of The Shield, sat on the bench in the locker room he shared with his two best friends...brothers and Shield stablemates Roman Reigns and Seth Rollins; Dean's boyfriend. He was exhausted and sore after another brutal match against their rivals The Wyatt Family. All he wanted to do now was go back to the hotel and sleep, he had already showered and changed into his street clothes. Seth and Roman had both showered and changed already too, but both had gone to talk to Hunter about getting them a rematch against the Wyatts. He got up and packed his bag, just as his brothers came back, seeing them he smiled.

"Hey, guys."

"Hey, D." Roman and Seth greeted him together.

"We get our rematch?" Dean asked.

"We got it." Roman answered smiling, knowing how bad Dean wanted to get his hands on those bastards for attacking them after the match was over.

"Yes! I can't wait to get my hands on those hillbilly assholes and hurt them like they tried to do to us tonight!" Dean said smiling.

"We can't either, but right now let's go back to the hotel. I'm exhausted!" Seth said, as he yawned.

**A Week Later**:

Seth nervously paced the locker room, the show was over and his brothers were at catering. Seth has been nervous all day since the trio found a note on their car this morning from an unknown person. The letter said that the person had been watching them for a couple of days now and that the three of them were the perfect specimens for their collection. Of course Dean and Roman laughed at it and tried to convince a freaked out Seth that the note was just someone's idea of a bad joke. Seth though wasn't so sure, but nothing he said would change their minds, so he gave up and pretended he thought the same as them. Truthfully though, he was scared, he was on edge; every noise made him jump and he constantly looked over his shoulder to make sure no one snuck up on him. They had made it through the show without any problems and he couldn't wait to get back to the safety of the hotel.

"Hey, baby boy." Dean greeted him smiling, as he returned to the room alone.

"Hey, babe." Seth replied, feeling a little safer now that his boyfriend was with him, until he realized that Roman wasn't with him and began to freak out on the inside. "Where...where's Rome?"

"He's..."

"Right here." Roman said smiling, cutting Dean off, as he came into the room. "You need me for something?"

"No, I just wanted to go back to the hotel." Seth lied, as he turned his back to them and finished packing his bags.

"Seth." Dean said firmly, like you would to a child.

"What?" Seth replied, without looking at them.

"You're still freaked out over that stupid note, aren't you?" Roman questioned him.

"No, I'm not!" Seth answered, as he turned to look at them, both stood beside each other, arms crossed, starring at him. "Okay, I' am!" He admitted sighing.

"Seth, we told you it was just someone's..."

"Idea of a bad joke! Yeah, I heard what you said, but that doesn't stop me from being scared! I...I can't help it alright?" Seth replied upset, cutting Roman off.

"Come here." Dean said gently, as he opened his arms, Seth went to him and hugged him. "It's not real Seth and I promise you that even if it was, I won't let anything happen to you or Roman, okay."