Roman was sitting on the side of the building wrapped up in a ratting old blanket with a torn jacket and ripped jeans. His shirt was no better. His shoes falling apart, he has a cup out, asking for money to save for maybe a small meal. He has been doing this for the past six months after losing his job at a tech company that went under. On top of that, he found out his wife was cheating on him with his best friend at the time, Seth Rollins, who he thought he trusted. He basically lost everything he ever worked for, and he ended up on the streets trying to survive. He tried to find another job, but because Seth's father owned the company he was fired from, it made it hard for him to get hired on. He couldn't even get a fast food job just to make money for a small apartment. It was like his life is over, before it ever even started.

Roman wasn't always like this. He graduated at the top of his class with a full scholarship to Georgia Tech. He played football for four years and even got drafted for a bit by the Vikings. He had a girlfriend who he ended up marrying a few years later all the while sharing a daughter. Things were looking up until the draft went down. But not to be discouraged, he got a degree in Business Management and got a job as a computer tech for Hemlsey Technology. He rose quick and they all seemed to like him. He quickly made friends with Seth, who was the son of the Hunter and Stephanie, as well as Roman's wife, Jalina. Roman and Seth hung out almost every weekend with his wife and daughter. Six years later, things took the turn for the worse and after Roman caught Seth in bed with Jalina, he kicked them both out of the house and started drawing up papers for divorce and custody papers. Two weeks later, he got fired for sexual harrassement and lost everything. This really has been his life since then. Begging for money and trying to keep warm from the bitter cold that would come at night. Tonight is suppose to be even colder, he just hopes that he doesn't freeze to death.

Little did he realize that this night would be different, a way that his life would never be the same.

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Dean was coming out of the coffee shop with a mocha and two muffins. He was on his way home from working late at the office. He owns a small computer company that has three other employees, Sami, Tyler, and Jericho. Sami does the tech work for other businesses, Tyler is their receptionist, and Jericho helps run the financial part while Dean overseas the whole operation. He has his own business for about three years now, and while they are small, he is very successful. Ambrose Asylum Technology is basically a household name among the locals who need a good tech service and up to date computers. He wasn't very suave in tech, but he knew money and success came from computers, so he hired only the best in his company to run it. He is proud of his crew and what they can accomplish.

Dean is on the phone as he stops to adjust his coffee and muffins. He tells Jericho that Antonio's computer should be done tomorrow and he suppose to come by to pay for the service he was provided. Antonio was one of the best customer and been a loyal one from the time they opened. It was his word of mouth that got him started and for that, he could never repay him for helping him out.

Dean hangs up the phone and as he turned the corner to head to his car, he spots a man who is wrapped up in a thin blue blanket trying to stay warm. He has watched him every day for the past three months, begging for money. Every morning, he puts in $10 to help get him a warm meal, but somehow, he feels like that isn't enough. He is a good looking young man and doesn't know why he is out on the streets. Tonight is suppose to extremely cold and he wonders how he is gonna stay so warm. He sighs as he heads over to where he is.

"Hey, do you need any help?" Dean asked in concerned.

Roman slowly looks out from under the blanket and sees the smoothest set of blue eyes he had ever seen. Something inside just hit him as he stares up at the man in front of him.

"No, I'm good, thanks…" he said softly, not wanting to sound needy. Truth is, he hadn't eaten since this morning and that was a small breakfast that he was able to afford. The rest he is trying to save for a new jacket, but so far, he has been beaten and robbed almost every night.

"No you aren't. Come on, drink this, it will keep you warm…" Dean offered his mocha to Roman, who hesitantly looked at it. "Its hot and its mocha, I think you need this more than I do." Roman reached out and took it slowly, all the while looking at Dean guardly. "That's good, drink it slowly, it still hot and it should start to warm your insides up a bit, and here, have a muffin." Dean handed Roman one of the muffins he had in his hand.

"Why…why are you being so nice to me?" Roman asked as he slowly reached for the muffin to put inside his blanket for later on to eat. "No one is nice without wanting something in return…." He said shakily as he sips the hot drink.

"Maybe because I know what its like to be in your shoes here. And besides, I've been watching you for the past three months here. I'm trying to figure out why you haven't found a job or a place to stay. I know there are shelters and food bank around these parts."

"Maybe because I've tried and no one wants to hire me nor help me. That what happens when you get fired from a job based on a lie by one of the most powerful people here. So here I am, struggling to survive while they get the last laugh of me…wait, why am I telling you this?" Roman didn't mean to be rude, but just never had anyone actually care to talk to him in the six months he's been homeless. Just something new to him.

Dean stands up, kinda caught off guard by the outburst. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to snap like that, just never had anyone care or even show an ounce of compassion towards me in months." Roman mumbles as he looks down in shame. He feels like he deserves to be where he is at.

Dean squats back down and gently puts his arm on Roman's blanketed shoulder, making Roman look up at him, tears starts to form. "Hey, it's okay, trust me, okay? I am not gonna hurt you. As a matter of fact, why don't you come home with me and get cleaned up and let me feed you?"

Roman instantly shook his head no…"No, I can't let you do that. This mocha and muffin is more than enough. Thank you for the offer." He didn't want to come across as a charity case. He was far from it.

"I'm not taking no for an answer, you are coming with me. Besides, it's suppose to in be in the teens tonight and you are gonna freeze to death. Please?" Dean never cared for anyone other than his little girl. His pride and joy that he adopted two years ago. She is a lot like him only a female form. A little firecracker that always made him laugh and cry. He has hidden a few gray hairs from her stunts she pulls from time to time.

Roman sighs…he doesn't want to be rude again so he slowly nods his head. Dean smiles as he helps unwrap Roman a bit to help him up. He was shocked by what he saw. He really didn't have anything but the clothes on his back. He hurt his heart a bit to see this handsome young man like this, but he knows from experience what it's like to struggle so much.

"Thanks, you didn't have to…"

"I know I didn't, but there is something about you that just makes me want to help you in any way I can. By the way, name's Dean" he said as he puts his hand out after helping Roman stands up.

"Roman", he replied as he reaches out and shakes his hand. The moment he did, he felt a since of electricity that light up his insides. He quickly let go and grabbed his blanket and cup.

"Leave the cup, you won't need it.." Dean said as he helps wrap Roman up to stay warm.

"But, it has what I made today…"

"That's okay, you won't need it, trust me" Dean said softly but firmly.

Sighing in defeat again, he follows Dean to his car. Dean help him in and then they start off.

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"So, tell me, what do you do, or did do for a living?" Dean asked Roman, to lessen the tension and awkwardness between them in the car. He noticed Roman hogging the heater in front of him and it made him a bit sad to see.

"Umm….tech work for Hemlsey Technology for the past six years until six months ago when they fired me…" Roman was barely whispering which cause Dean to slam on his brakes in the middle of the road.

"Wait…you worked for Hemsley Technology? You are THAT Roman? Roman Reigns?"

Roman looked at Dean in shocked that he knew his name…"yes..that's me..sadly.." he looked away, ready to be kicked out of the car and back on the streets.

Dean, instead, looked up and simply said, "Thank you God for answering my prayers.."

Roman looked at Dean like he was crazy before replying, "Huh? What?"

"Let's just say, my day just got better now, you have no idea…" Dean said with a smirk making Roman a bit uncomfortable. "Don't worry, it's a good thing, great for me anyways, so just sit back and enjoy the ride for a bit, okay?"

All Roman could do is just nod yes as Dean moved again and headed back to his house.

A/N: So sorry that I haven't been updating the other stories, this one is a short one, possibly five chapters long, but don't worry, I will update the others, just had a bad case of writer's block and real life getting in the way…lol

Hope you enjoy the starts, let me know what you think!