Brock didn't normally watch the others at the arena… but there were times he couldn't help his curiosity and this was one of those.
Across from him and near the interview section of the arena were Amanda and Finn, Amanda reading through a script and fighting a smile when Finn was trailing his fingers up and down her spine.
Brock had seen this the night before at the Hell In A Cell pay per view but didn't take too much notice… but just as he was about to go find Hunter and ask him what was going on, Hunter walked up to him.
"You okay there, buddy?" Hunter asked.
"I didn't think much of this last night but do you know what's going on between them?" Brock responded, Hunter seeing Finn and Amanda.
"Nothing beyond friendship as far as I know… are you curious or do you want to kill him?" Hunter replied, Brock's eyes widening.
"Hold on, there are people wanting to kill him?" Brock questioned.
"Oh you bet. Seth accuses him of 'stealing' her, Alexa hasn't a problem with him exactly but she knows that harming him will cause Amanda pain on the inside, so I think I'd class that as her having it out for him." Hunter answered.
"Do I even want to know what John thinks of him?" Brock asked.
"I expect it'll be along the lines of 'Hurt her to so much as a pinch's strength and the next time you wake up, you'll be coming out of a coma in 2020'." Hunter responded.
"Sounds like John… no matter what, she'll always be his little sis." Brock said before Hunter left and Brock headed towards them.
"We'll get thrown off the air for that, stop suggesting it." Amanda whispered with a slight laugh as Finn's hand rested on her upper back now.
"Hey kids." Brock said, making both jump.
"Brock… you scared me." Amanda replied, absentmindedly shuffling her right foot back and forth.
"Sorry. Hey, is it alright if I talk to her for a bit, Finn?" Brock responded.
"Yes, of course." Finn said before leaning in towards Amanda, his mouth by her left ear. "I'll go find Ace, see if everything's set for the show." He whispered before kissing her on her forehead and leaving, Brock wrapping his hand around Amanda's right wrist in a gentle manner and leading her down the hall.
"Uh, am I in some sort of trouble, Brock?" Amanda asked as they stopped and he lifted her up with ease to get her to sit on a production crate.
"Not from me at least… I'm asking merely out of curiosity." Brock assured her.
"About Finn… we've known each other for about a little over a year, his friend Becky introduced us to each other and we've been getting along great since then." Amanda said, carefully crossing her right leg over her left one and Brock seeing the tape under the black and white knee pad. "Charlotte trapped me in that Figure Eight for five minutes last night… refused to break the hold when I got to the ropes and got disqualified." She explained when Brock noticed how she was protecting her bruised knee, having had to wrestle Charlotte because of Nikki's neck injury. "And as for me and Finn… we're close. But I get where you're coming from and I appreciate you being calm about it, Brock." She said as Brock helped set her back on the floor.
"Well, that's good… just know that I'll protect you no matter what, kiddo." Brock replied as they hugged for a few seconds.
"Thank you. Quick question, you've seen Charlotte anywhere?" Amanda responded.
"I think she's in the Women's locker room." Brock answered, kissing Amanda on her forehead.
Amanda left and reached the Women's locker room, knocking on the door. When it opened, Sasha let the brunette in and Amanda headed over to Charlotte as Sasha left to go find Naomi and Tamina.
"Hey Char, can we talk about-" Amanda started to ask, Charlotte slamming her Samsung Galaxy s6 down and standing up abruptly.
"Talk about what, how I can't keep a relationship together while you and Finn won't admit to your 'special love', huh?!" Charlotte responded angrily.
"Charlotte, what the hell? Calm down and tell me what happened." Amanda said, a bit startled and trying to get Charlotte to sit down but had to jump out of the way as Charlotte kicked the chair at her. "Ashley Elizabeth, calm the fuck down!" She yelled, calling Charlotte by her real name.
"Thomas had the divorce finalized! Instead of us talking things through, he shoved our marriage aside and stomped on it! So no, I won't calm down, you have the happiness that I don't and I HATE YOU FOR IT!" Charlotte shouted, voice increasing in volume halfway through and Amanda fighting the anger rising through her.
Amanda turned and walked to the door, opening it and brushing past Becky without another word.
"Char, why were you yelling at Mandy?!" Becky asked, having seen the tears that Amanda was holding back… but Charlotte ignored the orange haired woman and left without another word.
Amanda stopped in a quieter hallway in the arena and climbed up onto a production crate, sprawling out on her back and closing her eyes as her legs rested on another crate after pulling the hood of her hoodie up and onto her head… she blocked everything out even as she heard Finn stop in front of her and felt the gust of wind caused by him waving his right hand in front of her face before he rested it on the top of her head.
"Something happen, lass?" Finn asked as Amanda opened her eyes.
"Charlotte yelled at me…" Amanda admitted as she saw strands of black and white fur on Finn's shirt. "Concorde running around somewhere?" She asked.
"Yeah, he ran off during the dark match between Paige and Brie and we can't find him." Finn explained as he helped Amanda up, his hands under her knees as she wrapped her arms around him.
"Wait, why aren't you letting me walk? It's just bruised." Amanda responded as Finn headed down the hallway while hanging onto her.
"The more you walk, the longer it will take to heal. Resting was never a bad thing." Finn answered, heading for the elevator at the end of the hallway.
Amanda was about to respond to that when they heard meowing and Enzo's voice, eventually seeing him holding the 8 month old kitten.
"Is he okay?" Amanda asked.
"Yeah, the little guy just got a bit startled." Enzo replied as Concorde meowed and Amanda petted him… but Enzo saw the tears trailing down her face as Dianne reached them and Concorde jumped into her arms, Dianne cuddling Concorde close to her.
"Concorde, don't scare Mommy like that." Dianne replied, Concorde nuzzling his face into hers.
"Mandy, you okay?" Enzo asked, Amanda nodding absentmindedly.
But Concorde knew better, the kitten's green eyes observing the young woman… a cat always knew when their humans were upset.