AN: This is a quick plot storyline extension from the invtigation that began from the wwe night of champions. This is in no way an indication of the actual canon results of the show. If I am right, I am coincidentally right. Kind of anti-climactic, and no sex. My first story without sex. Hmm.

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Scott Armstrong sat in HHH's office wringing his hands.

"Okay, Armstrong. Let's cut the buulshit. You've been here for twenty years. The only way you can save your job is to give me some sort of evidence of who you worked with to make this fast count. Tell me Scott. There have to be some sort of anything you can use as proof. Come on, man."

Scott reluctantly gave him his email adres and password, saying that his co-conspirator e-mailed him. Hunter looked in the received and sent e-mails, finding no emails about the conspiracy. He shook his head, looking at Scott in regret. "Scott, there is nothing here."

"Maybe they hacked me, hunter. I- I swear they were there. There was a deposit of cash at my bank as well. Maybe there is a teller that could tell you who made the deposit. Please."

Hunter sat at his computer. Who do I trust to make sure that these e-mails never existed. Hmmm. One name popped into his mind. Someone who had a background in IT and the honesty of a choirboy, even when it was difficult. He picked up the phone and made the call.

Sheamus sat on the couch in the backstage area, awaiting one of the routine checks on his shoulder when Hunter made the phone call. He came to the office immediately, wondering why hunter would ask him to meet him there.

It was no secret that Hunter and Sheamus were good friends. It was known fact to most of the fans. Hunter stood as Sheamus entered the office. "Sheamus. So glad you could meet me here. Scott here says there were e-mails sent to him at his office. I need to know if the emails were sent, if his account was hacked, who was he talking to, and when did this plan dtart. Can you do that?"

Sheamus nodded and grinned. "Sure, fella. Of course I can."

Hunter stood toe to toe with Sheamus. "I want you to promise me that you will do your best to find whatever this email address is hiding. That nothing will keep you from finding the truth. That when you fins something, you will tell me what happened, no matter how hard it is. Promise me that you will be completely honest with me. This is the WWE championship. This is not a time to play around. The results of this investigation will lead the direction of this company. Promise me."

Sheamus looked at the floor, then at hunter, nothing but pride and devotion shining in his eyes. " I swear to you by the Brehon laws of my ancestors that I will be diligent and honest." Nothing more was needed there. Noone had ever heard Sheamus swear by the Brehon laws in America. He had sworn by them only once, to his mother. He swore that he would find the man that attacked her one night as she headed home from the market, and had not slept for two weeks until he found the man. He was never heard from again. Some say that his bones lay beneath the porch steps where Sheamus crushed him to death. A vow by these laws was not something Sheamus took lightly.

Hunter knew of this history and was satisfied. He left Sheamus with the computer, walking Scott, who was still in the office, out into the hallway.

Sheamus took the laptop to his trailer, locking himself in his trailer, where he remained for two days. He did not move from his seated position on the bed. He did not eat. He did not rest, He drank no water. He took no bathroom breaks. He worked non-stop, typing rapidly. All the fire and courage and determination flowed straight from his heart to his fingertips, and at the end of the two days, he found all there was to discover about the conspiracy surrounding Scott Armstrong, and knew exactly who it was that plotted for the title.

He called HHH immediately, informing that he had gotten to the bottom of the conspiracy. Hunter came over, to tell him that he should say nothing until the show. Sheamus opened the door slowly, looking tired and dehydrated.

Hunter looked at his friend in concern. "When's the last time you slept? Or ate? Or had some water? you look bad, man."

Sheamus looked at him with eyes filled with honor and pride. "Ah swore by the Brehon laws, hunter. The only vow higher is on the eyes of God himself" he removed his flat cap as he said this. Hunter shook his head. "I didn't mean you couldn't eat until then, man."

Sheamus looked him in the eye. "I did."

Hunter furrowed his brows, concerned for his friend, and thought about what weould have happened to Sheamus if his search had taken four days instead of two. He headed to the bedroom, where there were several pages of binary code. Sheamus headed to the small refrigerator on the trailer, bulping down bottle after bottle of water, he ate everything in the refrigerator. Every fruit, every vegetable. Every pre-cooked chicken breast. This took him all of thirty minutes. He trotted back over to the computer. Here is your culprit. He lifted the screen of the computer. Hunter looked at the screen with a sigh. "Well. There goes everything I had planned. Don't say anything until the next show. Uh, I mean about this, not not at all."

"I won't say anything about it."

Hunter left the trailer, shaking his head.

The next night on Raw, Hunter stood in the ring with Daniel Bryan, Scott Armstrong, and Randy Orton. He paced back and forth as the sound guys faded out his music.

"I asked you three to come into the ring tonight to close out the investigation reguarding the WWE title. This investigation began Something like this."

The replay hit, showing Daniel Bryan's fast count, the stripping of the title of Daniel bryan, and the later firing of Scott Armstrong. The cameras focused on hhh as he stood in the ring. Hunter turned to the men. I have hired a gentleman who has a history of skill in the particular situation here. Someing who has worked with all of you for years.

Sheamus's music hit. He strolled out to the ring, to a smattering of boos. He entered the ring and shook hands with every person in the ring, ending with Daniel Bryan. He apologized to Daniel Bryan and stood across from hunter.

"Well, Sheamus. I understand that you have conducted this investigation without bias. You promised me this, correct?"

"Indeed I did, fella."

"So without further ado, let's bring out the entire wwe roster."

The roster filed out of the backstage area, and spilled doen the ramp. All the superstars from right to left in this order:

NXT Smackdown Main Event Raw Superstars

If any of the superstars were in both shows, they stood in betwwen the groups.

Hunter turned to the stage calling the dhielf, who walked through the Main Event roster to guide Stephanie and the Big Show safely to Ringside. Bigshow was ordered to stop walking towards the ring halfway there. The shield stoof before the ring with their hands clasped and heads bowed. Stephanie stood in the ring beside Hunter, and the two swung their arms around each other. So who is the traitor? Hunter asked inquisitively.