A/N: This story has very dark content in it, reader discretion advised. Credit to Brookeworm3 for the nightmare in this chapter.

1/22/16, WWE NXT Taping scheduled to air 3/2/16…

A yawn escaped her mouth and Finn and Adrian turned their attention to Amanda, who was halfway into sleep.

"Maybe you should get her on back to the hotel… I'm sure they won't mind." Adrian said quietly, Finn nodding and helping Amanda up… her migraine hadn't budged and both knew it.

At the hotel, Amanda was settled next to Finn after both got dressed for bed… and before she knew it, she saw Roddy.

"Kiddo, go to sleep. You look like death warmed over." Roddy whispered, Amanda closing her eyes…

Amanda was seventeen years old and was staying in a room with Chris Benoit, who was trying to hide how he was feeling from her… she was curled up in her bed, unaware what he had in mind.

Chris sat on the edge of her bed and moved her hair out of her face, Amanda nuzzled into his hand and sighed. He smiled slightly and rubbed her back, Chris leaned over and kissed Amanda's forehead whispering, "I love you, little one."

He got up and stood in front of the mirror. Looking back at himself was not the man he knew, getting in the ring 24/7 and showing the world, who Chris Benoit was, taking hits that were too dangerous was what he did, but now he didn't know now.

But he did know that he didn't need to be here anymore… Chris brushed his tears away and turned to his surrogate daughter after grabbing the weapon from his bag.

He lifted the gun and whispered, "I'm sorry." He pulled the trigger and shot Amanda in the head. Chris started to sob and put the gun to his head. "God forgive me." He cried before a loud BOOM! echoed and he slumped to the floor…

Amanda woke up screaming in terror, Finn taking her into his arms after waking up, rubbing his hand up and down her back.

"It's okay, shh… it was just a bad dream, Mandy, you're okay." Finn whispered as he noticed how pale she looked and was holding her head.

She put her hand to her mouth and bolted out of the bed, Finn following her and holding her hair back as she threw up… both were unaware of Dianne outside the door with Enzo, the two trying to bust it down in panic.

"Go get Hunter!" Dianne responded, Enzo running down the hall and pounding on the door to Hunter's hotel room.

"What is it, what's wrong?!" Hunter asked after pulling the door open in a frenzy.

"We just heard Amanda screaming and throwing up her guts!" Enzo answered frantically.

Hunter followed him and busted the door down, running in and looking into the bathroom… Amanda was curled up back first to the granite countertop, knees tucked to her and Finn lightly brushing her hair back. Being cautious, Hunter walked over and crouched down to Amanda, resting a hand on her shoulder.

"Mandy… was it about Chris?" Hunter asked quietly… Amanda motioned her fingers and thumb into a gun and shakily pointed it at her own head before pointing it to where Chris's was in the nightmare.

Amanda repeatedly cried out "I'm sorry." even as Finn took her into his arms, rubbing his hand up and down her back… she reached her arms out and around him, accepting the hug as Hunter reached up. Grabbing a washcloth, he ran it under cool water, turned the sink off and handing the cloth to Finn before finding Dianne and Enzo.

"I was similar for… many nights after… this." Dianne said, raising her prosthetic leg up at the end. "I don't think I got a single full night of sleep in 6 months, and even after that it was nearly another year before I went even a week without at least one night of terror."

"Eventually it catches up with us… any kind of trauma." Hunter replied, Finn helping Amanda up and her washing her face before rinsing her mouth out with mouthwash before spitting it out and closing the bottle. Amanda felt Finn's right arm wrap around her back and looked at him.

"I didn't mean to wake anyone…" Amanda said quietly. She turned to go grab her things but Finn stopped her and pulled her into his arms, Amanda hugging him out of instinct. "You won't let me be alone…" She whispered.

"Not while you're all scared and upset like this… never in a million years, Mandy." Finn replied, his hands bracing onto her back as they hugged.

They let go and headed back into the room, Finn helping Amanda lie down as Dianne walked over and her and Amanda hugged. Enzo walked over and they did the same thing before they left, Hunter kissing Amanda's forehead.

"It still upsets you…" Hunter whispered.

"I'd be more upset if we didn't talk about them at times. They were our friends, our family… they were a major part of our lives for years, Hunter. It's not right to not remember the good times… but the bad times are still there." Amanda responded, Hunter reaching over and tucking some of her hair behind her right ear.

"I know, kiddo and it's not fair." Hunter said as the two hugged.

When it was only Finn and Amanda in the room, Amanda was in Finn's arms and he looked over at her when he realised how quiet she was… her hazel eyes were closed but her face was still red and splotchy, Finn brushing her hair back.

"No more crashing into hell by yourself… I'll keep you from falling, lass." Finn whispered before kissing Amanda on her forehead and falling asleep himself.

Unable to sleep, Enzo and Dianne found themselves in the hotel bar.

"No wonder she doesn't talk about him all that much… she was just 17 when it happened." Dianne said quietly after looking the tragedy up itself.

"She was… not much older or younger than you when…" Enzo replied.

"18, I was… by only three days." Dianne confirmed with a nod. "And neither of us will ever forget either moments."

Enzo was about to respond when both heard it.

"All that damn screaming, surprised none of us have gone deaf or haven't bought earplugs yet!" Alexa muttered, Enzo keeping Dianne from charging at her… but that was only for a second as Dianne walked over and threw Alexa's drink at her, the petite blonde and red ombre haired diva turning shocked and then Dianne yanked Alexa up to her feet by her hair, making Alexa yell out in pain.

"You are so quick to pre-judge, aren't you?! How about I pre-judge you and use that running blade of mine to snap your neck, how would you like that?!" Dianne growled, holding Alexa where she was stood.

Alexa managed to get free and escape, Enzo helping Dianne sit down.

"That woman just… even looking at her pisses me off!" Dianne muttered as she rested back against the chair, Enzo clasping one of his hands around hers.

"If she has any sense somewhere, she'll back off." Enzo replied.

But it was more or less wishful thinking at this point.