Hazel eyes slowly opened, Amanda half thinking she would've been in her black, white and red ring outfit instead of a hospital gown. She looked to her side and tried to talk, Finn lightly brushing her hair back.

"Slowly squeeze my hand, okay?" Finn asked quietly, Amanda doing so… but he noticed that she was looking around for someone. "Hey, it's alright… you've been unconscious for a while." He said.

"How long?" Amanda asked as she felt the bandages around her forehead, the last thing she remembered was a chair hitting her and someone yelling "Disqualify that!".

"About 5 days… you don't remember the match with Alexa, do you? With me and Murphy banned from ringside?" Finn responded.

"The chair shot… if I had brought the chair in, I would've hit it against the mat and then pretended to be hurt. Eddie used to do that throughout his career and the last time, it was to Ken Kennedy… Alexa cracked it over my head?!" Amanda replied.

"Yeah… she shoved it at you first to make you shield yourself, then used that second to hit you with it for real… deliberately angled so the leg hit first." Finn responded.

"That… of all the fucking things that spiteful bitch has done, this broke the damn limit!" Amanda said, trying to get out of the bed but Finn stopped her. "When I rewatch that video from 2005 when Eddie pulled that trick on Kennedy, there's a reason I never smile… it was his last match, he was in no condition to compete at the live events after the taping so they wanted him to rest up for Survivor Series. I always thought that when he was out cold… the lack of oxygen led to the resulting heart attack that killed him. After… I thought that Ken had gotten away with murder basically." She said as Finn rubbed his left hand up and down her right side… but he could tell she was holding something back.

"Hey… something's on your mind. Something more than that, I can see it." Finn said, his hand going still but remaining on her side. "Did you… see something?"

"I thought at one point that I had woke up over 100 years in the future… someone scanning me with some kind of technology. I went along with it to try to get back but… then it all just blurred away. You probably think I've gone crazy or that I'm still confused…" Amanda said before they looked right at each other and Finn's hands lightly cradled Amanda's face.

"No, I don't… because even if I didn't believe that you were telling me the truth, when you came in… it was around a half hour after the match called off. But every bruise and wound you had was already several days old." Finn replied, his thumbs lightly brushing over her cheeks.

"Something ain't adding up… it felt so damn real." Amanda responded before both heard a knock and turned to the open door, seeing Seth staring at Amanda in disbelief and him muttering "Probably whatever you put in your bloodstream before the match.", which made Finn turn livid.

"Mandy's never abused any drugs and you damn well know it!" Finn said through gritted teeth, Seth turning to him.

"What I'm seeing would say otherwise, I think!" Seth responded. "Tell me, what did this 'future' look like? Let me guess, you saw the dream world and met Amanda Balor the third?"

"If I had, she would've been a lot calmer without Seth Rollins the third treating her like a cheating lover and turning violent whenever she told him that she can handle her own damn life without him trying to kick anyone out of it!" Amanda replied, a mix of sarcasm and anger and Seth turning pissed.

"And maybe she would've been happy if she were able to look back on her family line and see a history of decent choices on people! Instead, she sees a woman who threw away her career for a hopeless lovesick desire that backfired on her the moment she fell pregnant!" Seth shouted in response.

Amanda grabbed the food tray and chucked it at Seth, who screamed and reeled back as it hit his head and nose before Seth was dragged out of the room and John walked in and closed the door behind him as Finn wrapped his arms around Amanda and held her to him.

John walked over and sat down, seeing that the bruises on Amanda's hands were nearly as dark as the onyx colored polish she had on her nails.

"They're right… they're a lot older than they should be. It's almost like you've been in for half a month." John said semi-quietly, as his eyes scanned over the bruises.

"I don't remember any other blows from the chair…" Amanda whispered as she looked around, seeing that the mid January weather had brought frost and snow on the window and windowsill.

"She did get a second hit in, across your right hip once you were down… lucky she was stopped when she was, because the next one looked aimed for the back… someone is owed quite the thanks but honestly in the chaos of it all, I didn't see who stopped her." John responded.

"Me either…" Finn said quietly.

At the same time, Alexa was in the hotel across town, drinking herself senseless… she had been told earlier in the week that she was suspended until the medical review of Amanda's injuries came back to deem if they were severe enough for retirement or not. She looked up, seeing Stephanie.

"Recovery… not retirement, nothing broken, no damage aside from bruises. In fact, they think she'll wake up soon." Stephanie said, having not heard from Amanda yet.

"Huh… disappointingly un… underwormi… under- aw fuck it." Alexa responded, giving up as her slurred tongue couldn't pronounce the word right.

"Underwhelming?! Your co-worker's health means fuck all to you, you bitter little bitch?!" Stephanie growled.

"Do you think I would have thrown a chair if it did after she paid homage to her childhood hero?! People should keep their hands off of fights that aren't theirs! If I had it my way, she would be retiring alright! And she wouldn't know for another four months as that's how long it would take her to fucking wake up!" Alexa shouted in response.

"Well that's how long the board has your suspension set… yeah, that should be sheer luck to you!" Stephanie said before downing Alexa's last remaining shot of whiskey and slamming the glass down, Alexa jumping back. "I watched Mandy grow up, go through life and pick herself back up when she felt like stopping! Finally, she's stable and in a happy place in it… and you want it snatched away! Focus more on your own life, you might want to use the time you have for your suspension to plan out your wedding provided Murphy stays with you!" She yelled, gesturing to the diamond princess cut ring on Alexa's left ring finger before Stephanie's phone rang and she answered it. "Yes?"

"Stephanie…" Amanda said, Alexa turning shocked and rageful.

"Go back to sleep, you slutty bitch! Nap time ain't up yet!" Alexa yelled, Stephanie shoving her back before returning the phone to her ear.

"She's been drinking herself stupid, don't mind her. How you feeling?" Stephanie answered.

"Tired and sore… and confused… did I miss anything while out, how are yours and Hunter's little girls?" Amanda responded.

"They're all alright. Most of the past few days have been composed of news reporters desperately scraping up any interview they can get, the board examining the tapes to make their decision… and Ty nailing down on a guy trying to hack your medical files yesterday." Stephanie answered.

"Damn hackers, they're as bad as looters." Amanda said as Stephanie knew she was still out of it.

And it worried her…