*Dean's POV*

I got beat the crap up today.. Brock is not a guy to sleep on... Well, neither am I... But he put me threw tables, into the steel steps, etc.. My back was killing me... My legs hurt.. I think my shoulder is out of place... I can't freaking move! Well.. I can but I fall like every 5 to 10 steps...

Roman came out and helped me up as I leaned against him, limping with every step... Before WWE even started I was put threw a dang car!! God the pain is basically unbearable, but I'm Dean Ambrose, I will come back fighting!

"Dean you shouldn't have come back out.." Roman said.

"I don't c-care..." I managed out with a grunt of pain.

"Dean I don't want you hurt..." He said.

I sighed. "Roman I'm okay..."