Roman sits at Naomi's shop his head in his hands. Seth opened the gate and was gone. Roman, Randy and Dean watched helplessly as the Fallen were pulled into the fires of hell through gates in the ground. Roman then stood in the field after. Fear gnawed at him because once normally someone went to Heaven they choose to stay there forever. It was paradise after all.

Dean moves around the room pacing. Something was setting him off more. He couldn't put his finger on why, though.

Roman whispers. "He's gone."

Naomi stomps her foot and growls. "We don't know that."

Jimmy shakes his head. "Heaven is supposed to be this paradise.. why wouldn't he want to stay there?"

Naomi slumps and runs her hand through her hair.

Dean snarls. "He.. He was our friend. He wouldn't abandon us.. Abandon Roman."

Roman pulls away and goes to leave. He couldn't handle all of this right now.

When Roman throws open the door he freezes. Standing in the doorway is Seth. Roman wraps his arms around him. His breath catching. He then gasps when two black wings wrap around him.

"Seth.." He asks and holds the smaller man tightly to him.

Seth whispers. "I wanted to come home.. To you and they said I had to fall then."

Roman holds Seth so tightly he thinks he's going to break him. "You .. you picked me?"

Seth nods and whispers. "I picked you. I love you."

Roman smiles softly and then holds Seth close.

Dean jumps up and down his puppy nature coming out.

Roman slowly lets Seth go and then Dean wraps Seth up in a hug.

Seth smiles brightly and hugs Dean back.

Randy grins at him and nods. Jimmy and Jey though pull Randy over and catch Randy in a hug with Seth and Dean.

Naomi hits Roman gently on the shoulder. "I TOLD YOU."

Roman smiles crookedly and whispers. "Yeah .. yeah, you did."

Naomi mumbles. "You owe me chocolate for playing with my emotions like that."

Seth sniffles and Dean whispers. "You're part of our family. Now and forever."

Randy nods. "You're stuck with us, kid."

Dean then slowly moves everyone off Seth and then lets Roman have his boy. Seth hides his face in Roman's shoulder and holds onto Roman tightly. Roman holds Seth and presses his face into Seth's hair breathing in his scent.

Seth whispers. "home."

Roman nods. "home."

5 years later.

Seth runs down the stairs in the mansion. After Stephanie and all the fallen were pulled into hell. The house went into foreclosure so everyone pooled their money and bought it. Taker complained the whole time Roman and Randy helped Finn and him move. Saying that they were living like the fallen. Finn just smirked and claimed the attic room with Taker. Finn said it felt ok to be up there and with everyone now.

Seth loved this home. Mainly because you were never alone in it. Even if Roman was away or Randy was busy with Dean. There was always someone around. It was the family he never had. Now that he was fallen he always wasn't a target of any fallen. He couldn't open the gate or anything. He would always warn them but it was an obsession of the fallen. They also collected a couple more stray's as well. A fresh Fallen and Demon pair. Though John Cena was a very odd Demon. He got along with Randy though which was good. Nikki, his fallen lover, seemed to be ok after awhile. She missed her twin. She too though chose love over a paradise.

Seth looks in the kitchen and then the living room. He finally sees Roman and walks over, wrapping his arms around his mate. Roman holds him close as he talks to Taker about something.

Taker rolls his eyes and then looks at Roman. "You have gone completely soft."

Roman grins and then presses his face into Seth's hair. "Yeah. Yeah, I have."

Finn hits Taker on the head lightly. "Shh"

Taker shakes his head.

Roman holds Seth and then looks at Seth. "any regrets?"

Seth whispers. "Never. I have you and we can make our own paradise. Because any paradise without you isn't really a paradise."

Roman smiles brightly at Seth. "You are such a sap."

Seth nods. "aways."

The End

A/n Thank you, everyone, who read and reviewed. :D you kept me going on this story even through writers block.