MOXLEY (A Dean Ambrose serial killer fic/Mature smut content)

Lost

Dean POV

Eight months had passed. Eight long months without Rachel and not knowing if her and our child were even still alive. I had hoped, but with the labor possibly due any day now, I was an anxious mess. I had no other choice but to turn myself in. Hiding like this, pretending I had disappeared off the face of the earth, it wasn't going to help us find Rachel. Seth and Ro had tried to talk me out of this. They had begged me all morning to not give up and not turn myself in. It was rich coming from Ro after what he and Kelly had done to us. I had agreed to meet the lead detective on the case. I had no idea what evidence they had or if I was even suspected anymore. The cops had made sure nothing was mentioned on the news or social media about anything that had happened. I felt annoyed to not know what I was walking into, but I still needed their help to find Rachel. I needed them to know she was missing and hopefully, they would help me. ERvenm if I was to go to prison, I didn't care as long as she was safe. I'd take the death penalty just to know she was safe again. I had just sparked my smoke when the man in question stepped up beside me as I leaned forward on the bench I was sat on. Keeping my eyes down at the floor I puffed out smoke and tried to find the words to say. He beat me to it, getting straight to the point as he leaned back casually with no tension in his body what so ever. 

"I got to hand it to you, John, you're good at making yourself and other people disappear." I kept silent as he conversed his observation. "I would have thought Rachel would be with you. Her family call us daily and ask if we have found you yet" I shifted uncomfortably, knowing they had found the note I had left without Rachel knowing. That's why I took so long to leave the building. I knew if anything happened to me and I couldn't keep her safe, her being pregnant and her innocence that I insisted through the lies had to be taken into account. "She would be due about now. Don't you think it would be safer for her to give birth in a hospital with doctors?" I dropped my smoke and tilted my head to look at him. His face was confident, rather perplexing to say I am supposed to be the most wanted man in America right now. Or so I had thought. "She's missing. She's been missing for eight months. Bray took her" I told him blandly without emotion. It was the only way to not break down and cry. I had cried so much over the past eight months and even one more tear would probably kill me. I looked away feeling myself want to break, pulling myself together quickly I sparked up yet another smoke. "She was taken by Bray and you didn't think to let us know?" I shook my head no feeling ashamed I had left it this long. I was crazy thinking I could foil a psycho genius's plan on my own. Whatever his plan was. "Do you know if he has the intention to hurt her?". "I don't know. All I know is, either way, he wouldn't hesitate to kill her or our child. For all I know she could have already given birth or been killed. I need your help. I don't care if I go down. I just need you to help me find her and make sure she is safe". Silence took over both of us as I finished begging him without weakness but I was everything more than weak. 

"The thing is John. I know it was you the whole time. I knew before you set up the building and made it look like Bray did everything" I didn't even wince as he told me his truth. I knew this was inevitable but for Rachel, it had to be done. "I knew this because before you and Rachel disappeared, I already checked you out. You see one victim didn't die immediately. She told me herself, of your name. Dean Ambrose. But that isn't your name, only an identity you stole." I felt shocked that a victim had managed to survive and blast who I was. I had always been so careful to make sure they were dead before I had walked away. Only one victim had I ran away from when some jackass walked down the alley I was butchering her in. I thought she would have died before anyone got to help her. "She told me who did it then died. The thing is John, you covered your back well and it's hard for me to prove when I was the only person to hear what the victim said. I have a dark past myself, not every cop or even the office believe everything I say without a witness. I had even checked your ownership of land before the disappearance. I knew the building that burned was originally in your name. I knew, and yet, when the building record was checked after it burned, your name had vanished and there sat Bray Wyatt's name. You're intelligent. I'll give you that at least. But you're sloppy!". I groaned not knowing what he was getting at. Every inch of his voice was confident yet full of malice. I stayed silent as he shuffled and pulled out his own smoke. I had to be careful here. For all I knew he could be tapped and cops could be listening in. I had to get Rachel back before I went down.

"I will help you find Rachel, In exchange for your confession", I winced right then. Knowing he wanted that confession before he even started a search. "You want me to confess to a crime I didn't commit?" I laughed sourly, trying to seem honest just in case someone was listening in. Leaning back further I looked at the man and gave him a stern solid expression. "I'd do anything for Rachel but I won't confess to something I had no part in. That poor woman may have said Dean Ambrose, but did you not know there are at least a thousand men with the4 same name worldwide? I'll own up to identity theft. I did that and will serve my time. But hell am I going to the electric chair for crimes I didn't commit. When you find Rachel, she will tell you I didn't do any of it!". "Then why was she seen on cctv with a victim, the night the body was found actually." I froze up but bit my lip to hide the shock when I was made aware I was, in fact, sloppy and didn't consider they would catch onto my use of Rachel. "I give you my word that must have been a coincidence. Rachel has a lot of friends in Vegas. If I am timing the news rightly with when Bray took us captive, I remember him making her leave and she was gone for a few hours. In fact, when she came back she was shaking and scared. He probably forced her to lure the victim back. She probably didn't even know what he planned to do to her" I tried my best to be convincing but this fed had already made up his mind before speaking with me. I feared all this could have been a waste of time. "Normally identity theft is a cause for arrest. You're lucky the family of Dean Ambrose insisted nothing was to be done. That doesn't normally happen but a loophole in an old law has saved you from that at least. They say they gave you permission to use Deans bank. I know they are lying for you. You still have to be taken in for claiming to be Dean and committing fraud with governmental documents and ID. For now, you are safe but once this is over, I will make sure you fry on the chair after serving your time for identity theft and whatever else you may have done. 

I nodded knowing that would most probably be my end. Looking up at the setting sun I puffed out a breath of smoke and felt my eyes well up knowing I had to barter to save Rachel. "If I confess to whatever you want me to....will Rachel and our child be safe from the law?" My voice cracked showing she was my weakness but right now I didn't care. This was the only way to save her. "If you don't confess once this is over, she will serve time for being an accomplice. I can promise you that. I will accept this deal even though it pisses me off even she will walk free. I suppose she will have been through enough because of you. You should be behind bars, John. You're not exactly sound of mind and looking at your past before this even started with Moxley, you was a violent young man back in school and your hometown. I guess you may have hit Rachel once or twice. Given your track record, I am sure she will tell all to save herself and your child. Either way, you're going to fry John. Do you have a lead?" I sighed out knowing now he would help me. Pulling a piece of paper out of my jacket pocket as he watched me I felt tense and scared he would never keep to his word. I handed it to him knowing I didn't have a choice. He glanced at the paper and looked back down at me. "This will save not only my career but my reputation. Catching the notorious Moxley killer will have me respected again. I am not able to leave Vegas because it is out of my jurisdiction. I will find where he took her. Getting her back is up to you. I know many people who can help me so you can trust my word. I should know in the next few days.  Once you enter back into Vegas, you're mine, John. You will have no choice but to turn yourself in because if any other state catches you, I can't guarantee I will be the one handling the case when you are brought back to jail. Rachel needs me on this case so she goes free. Do you understand?" I nodded yes then stayed silent as he walked away the second I agreed. I didn't like this but it was the right thing to do. I promised Rachel once that I would turn myself in. Now I was keeping a promise, for the first time in my miserable existence and I was the one losing out. I had clearly seen the light and become a better person. It was all thanks to Rachel. "Please god be safe and alive. I'm coming to get you. I won't stop until I have you safe in my arms again. You and our child".

A/N

Hey guys.

It's been a good few months and I am sorry for that. As you all know I have been overwhelmed with assignments. It has gotten so crazy with coursework that it is all I do. I do break up early and have a few months before I go back but until then I will be overwhelmed with coursework. I know this one is short but it has been written up for a while. I just hadn't had the time to add more yet. I thought I may as well upload it so you guys have something to read at least. 

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Katrina 

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