A/N: Extended version, trying to tie it into the events leading up to One Of These Nights.
Maybe that wasn't such a good idea, running right at the ropes… but how was I supposed to know that a ring rope would break and I'd go flying over the commentator table and crashing into the barricade?!
"I… wouldn't recommend trying to sit up." I hear someone say, force myself to open my eyes and see Sami next to me.
Wouldn't recommend sitting up… did I hurt my neck or spine?
"The match…" I say, hearing Maryse yell that she needs medical attention more than I do. I pull myself up to where I can lean against the barricade, seeing Maryse with her hand over her right eye and makeup trickling down her face. Yeah, I guess all that makeup she wears finally got into her eye… well, that's what she gets for piling it all on her face.
"You feeling any pain, kiddo?" Sami asks.
"Guess the adrenaline is blocking it out." I say, Sami lightly brushing my hair out of my face… I would've been better off facing Natalya tonight, at least she toughs it out instead of turning into a whiny little bitch like Maryse.
Paramedics rush out, Maryse trying to accost them but they ignore her and head straight to me and Sami, who picks me up and places me on the stretcher.
Normally when someone goes crashing right into a barricade and is knocked unconscious, they feel pain when they wake up… I'm not feeling pain.
"You should've warned me that she was back on drugs!" I hear Maryse yell at Shane McMahon when he runs out. Not this druggie bullshit again! That's not who I am and not who I'll ever be!
"And you need to shut your damn mouth and get out of my face!" Shane says, Maryse stomping off and Shane running over towards me. "Hey there, babydoll. How you feeling?" He says.
"Weird… Shane, I can't feel any pain." I say, Shane turning concerned.
"That was a bad crash, it might just be numbness or shock but something's definitely not right." Shane says, kissing me on my forehead before the paramedics take me away, Sami following us.
It's later at the E.R that Sami sits next to me after I'm brought back into the room from the CT Scan room
"You're worried about the seizures coming back, Amanda?" Sami asks, me nodding. I've been cleared and haven't needed to take the meds since October of last year but I always worry about the possibility of the seizures recurring.
"They happened without any warning but that thought is always gonna be in the back of my mind." I say, Sami lightly rubbing his hand up and down my back. Every time I get those thoughts, I remind myself that as a professional athlete, there's always a risk of injury and it could end a career quicker than you think, I've seen it happen so many times in this business.
The doctor returns, saying that there's no major head or spinal trauma and that my nose is fractured but should heal in a few weeks.
It's later when Sami and I are in our hotel room that we take some time to relax.
"Sami?" I say, him looking at me. "Thanks for staying by my side tonight." I say, both of us hugging.
"That's what friends are for, Amanda. To help each other whenever we end up in trouble." Sami says, lightly kissing my forehead.
I was lucky this time… it could've been much worse.
The next morning…
"Got here as soon as I could, what happened?!" Finn asks after running into Amanda and Sami's hotel room, Amanda looking up at him with her bruised face and Finn pulling her into his arms, the two hugging.
"Craziness in that ring… can't predict how a match is gonna end." Amanda says, Finn kissing her on her forehead.
Sami walked back into the room, seeing them… he left quietly, deciding to give his two friends some privacy.