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After a lot of thinking and talking to the guys, Dean decided to bring Mason home. It was a fun week for the two. Dean didn't even go to work on Tuesday. He got many calls and text messages from some of the superstars, asking where he was. But, unfortunately for him, he had to go back on Saturday, considering there was a Live Event that he had no way of getting out.

"Mas, I know you don't want to, but I have to take you home," Dean tells his son, as he puts his shoes on. "No, daddy please?" Mason frowns. "I know, but Aunt Mercy and Aunt P said that mommy misses you. She didn't go to work because of you," Dean explains to his son.

"Why do you and mommy have to live in different places? Adri and Brie and Savvy's mommy and daddy live together," Mason says as tears roll down his cheek. Dean didn't really know how to explain this situation to his son. He didn't know how to explain to him that 3 years ago, he fucked up and Becky broke up with him.

"Uhh, that's not important right now. What matters right now is knowing that you and your mommy are OK," he wipes the tears off his son's face. "But hey," Dean smiles, getting Mason's attention. "Tomorrow is someone's birthday." Mason looks up and smiles as well. "It's my birthday." "And mine too! Don't forget that," Dean tickles him. Mason laughs, which brought joy to Dean's heart.

"And tomorrow, all your uncles and I are gonna pick you, Adri, Brie, and Savvy up from school early and then, we'll go have some fun. Does that sound fair?" Dean offers. Mason nods and gives him a hug.

"I'm gonna miss you, daddy," Mason whispers. Dean hugs back. "I'm gonna miss you too. I gave you my phone number. Whenever Corey's doing something to you or mommy, call me and I'll be there as soon as possible, OK?" Dean says. "OK, daddy. I love you," Mason whispers back. "I love you too, buddy," Dean says, kissing his forehead.

"Here," Dean says taking a black velvet box out of his pocket. "Give this to mommy. Tell her that daddy always loves her and that he's sorry. Can you do that for me?" Dean explains. Mason nods and puts the box in his backpack.

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"Where the hell is the kid?" Corey yells, pinning Becky against the wall. "I don't know," she cries. "I asked Dean to pick him up on Monday. He brought him home and then took him away." Corey slaps her in the face, almost knocking her off her feet. "Why the fuck would give my child to someone else? We have a fucking nanny for a reason!" He continues to yell.

"He's not your child!" Becky cries at him. Corey punches her in the face over and over again. He stops when he hears the doorbell ring. "You better not go anywhere near that door. And you better pray to god that it's Dean with my child," Corey kicks her.

Corey walks to the door. He looks through the curtain to see Dean and Mason. He opens the door and plasters a fake smile. "Mas! Oh, I missed you so much, buddy!" He says, bending down to give Mason a hug. He squeezes him tight, acting like Dean didn't notice. "Go upstairs. There's a surprise waiting for you in your room," He smiles as he opens the door wider. Mason walks away, but before he goes up the stairs, he waves at Dean. Dean waves back, without Corey seeing.

"Thank you for picking up Mason on Monday. I heard Rebecca was busy and the nanny was unavailable at the time, so I really appreciate it," Corey says, continuing to have that fake smile on his face. Dean gets a bit suspicious as he hears sniffles coming from the house.

"Yeah, no problem. Is she around?" Dean asks. "Who, Rebecca?" Corey asks. Dean nods slowly. "Oh. She stepped out for a bit. I think she went to Charlotte's house," Corey explains. "Oh." Dean knew he was lying. From Becky's house to Charlotte's was a 15-minute drive, without traffic. Her car was in the driveway. He didn't want to make a scene. He wanted to wait for the call from Mason to use as proof. Just her scars weren't enough. "Well, I'll see you two on Saturday," Dean awkwardly waves, going back to his car.

Corey closed the door when he heard running come down from the stairs. "Shut the hell up," He spits. Mason looked scared as he walked around the house to find his mom. He found her, near the laundry room, near the basement door, crying her eyes out.

"Mommy?" He whispers. Becky turns to her left to see her son looking at her. She opens her arms out for him. He ran into her arms and the two started crying. "Mommy, I missed you," Mason whispers. "I missed you too, baby. Where did he take you?" Becky whispers back. "He took me to his house. Daddy took me to school every day and he picked me up from school, too. He took good care of me," Mason explained to his mom.

"Mommy, Corey ripped my favorite poster," Mason cried, referring to the Dean Ambrose poster. "He took them all down." Becky hugged her son tighter. "I'm so sorry baby. I really am." That's all she could say. She wanted to march up there and tell Corey why he ripped the posters, but he was way bigger than her. He already caused way more than enough damage to her. There was nothing more that he could break.

"I miss Makenna mommy. I didn't even get to say goodbye," he cried looking at Becky. "I miss her too, baby. I really do. If I could, I would bring her back for you."

"Rebecca," She hears from upstairs. Mason pulls away from Becky. "Mommy, don't go," Mason whimpers. "I have to, baby. It's the only way that I can protect you," Becky says, kissing Mason's forehead. Becky struggles to get up from the floor, with her leg aching her. She limps up the stairs to her bedroom. She opens the door to see Corey holding a black box.

"What the hell is this?"

Edited 7/24/18