9/8/15...

Amanda stopped walking along the beach in Providence when she saw a strange violet light from the lighthouse… she couldn't look away from it, even as she felt Finn's hands rest on her shoulders before his arms wrapped around her waist.

When she did snap out of her trance, the light was gone and replaced by the normal spotlight… and Finn noticed that when she looked back at him, she looked a little pale from the startled feeling.

"Someone was just messing around in the lighthouse, right? The lights they use to guide boats are the normal ones." Amanda said quietly as she turned to him.

"Massive halogen bulb inside of a spinning mirror, much like old police siren lights…" Finn replied, his right hand gripping onto her left one as his left arm remained wrapped around her lower back. "What's wrong, lass?"

"I just saw a strange violet light from there…" Amanda answered, Finn looking back at the lighthouse… but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Back at the bonfire, Baron glanced at them before looking at Enzo.

"Did you spike their drinks?" Baron asked.

"No, of course not. Why you ask, something seem off to you about them?" Enzo answered.

"It's just… she was looking quite strangely at the lighthouse." Baron said, pointing towards the lighthouse on the other end of the shore.

"She was… maybe something startled her…" Enzo said now that he thought more about it. 'Mandy doesn't startle for no reason…' He thought after taking another shot of tequila as Finn and Amanda walked back to the bonfire and sat down.

She looked back at the lighthouse, her right hand still in Finn's left one which had the others giving each other curious looks.

"You two… are oddly close tonight, did something happen earlier?" Enzo asked.

"No more than anything out of the normal…" Finn answered, him and Amanda looking at each other as Comfortably Numb by Pink Floyd played on the nearby radio and Amanda's tousled curls blew back for a few seconds in the slight breeze better her hair settled back and Finn reached over, running the fingers on his right hand through it to gently untangle the slight knots.

He had noticed more than he let on but didn't want to scare her…

Present time…

Amanda was too deep in sleep to be properly aware of all of her surroundings as her legs were tangled up in the bed sheets and an arm was wrapped around her waist… the grip on her was tight but not to the point of hurting her.

Without opening her eyes, Amanda turned onto her right side and Finn brought his right hand up and ran his fingers through her hair, lightly tugging at the disheveled chestnut brown strands as he massaged the back of Amanda's head.

Slowly, her sleepy hazel eyes opened and she looked up, seeing Finn… and looked down, seeing herself in a Balor Club shirt that nearly reached her knees.

"Before you start freaking out, we didn't do anything other than sleep next to each other… you were pretty damn drunk last night, I didn't feel right leaving you alone." Finn said quietly, running his right hand along Amanda's left side.

"I haven't drank heavily in over a year… the last time I did, it led to me running through the streets after the 2014 Royal Rumble without my shirt in 18° weather." Amanda said after waking up completely.

"I never drank that heavily either, not recently anyway… Neither did that girl I noticed, just looked a bit out of place." Finn said in response, Amanda looking at him.

"Someone was watching last night?" Amanda asked.

"Yeah… she hardly drank herself either. Looked out… it looked like she had on some sort of wetsuit or something like it, top and bottom attached and all… wouldn't look out of place closer to the docks, maybe, or last night if she was surfing at the beach." Finn said, Amanda glancing down as she pictured the girl in her head. "And it was like she was hiding it too, she had something like an oversized raincoat over it… and what set her out even more was that she was there… but it almost seemed that she wasn't."

"The mind was detaching… I've lost track of how many times I've done that." Amanda said as she felt the drowsiness fade and the hangover replacing it, burying her head into Finn's shoulder. "I always go straight to the hard liquor after a bad day…" She muttered as she felt his fingers running through her hair.

"We can work out of that habit. These things take time." Finn said, lightly spinning a few strands around his finger into a spiral, before pulling it back and untangling the strands.

Amanda hated having to get up… but they both needed to.

After getting ready for the day, Amanda had finally brushed her long curly hair back into a ponytail before she scrunched it and decided to let it air dry… but Finn could tell that she still got the occasional twinge in her ribcage and left shoulder. Still stood near the mirror, out of the corner of her eye she saw the reflection of a quick, bright flash shining through the door, then heard Finn taking a few steps back from where he'd been.

"What the hell…" Amanda started to ask, trailing off and walking to the door but Finn stopped her. "It wasn't disorienting…" She said but because of her past neurological health, he didn't want her to get too close to anything that could send her brain haywire.

"Just carry on as you were, it's only a… minor thing." Finn said.

Amanda nodded and finished getting ready for her day, neither paying attention to the hallway and Finn walking over to her.

"Again, sorry about how I was last night… I never wanted you to see that side of me, I just went too far last night." Amanda whispered as she felt his arms wrap around her.

"You were in your natural reaction… and quite honestly, I don't mind what side of you that I see. You're all the same inside." Finn replied, the two's eye contact being through the mirror in front of them.

She had noticed the scratches on his neck and he noticed the bite mark on her neck and right shoulder… and it made them wonder just what lines had been crossed last night.