Author's Note:

Hello! I actually had the inspiration and idea for this story awhile back but never took the time to start it up. I honestly want to bring about a different idea to my characters and mold them into something believable. Which is why I definitely enjoy the pain I placed inside of this first chapter. I really hope you enjoy it.

Please leave reviews for me.[Reviews are love] I would love to know if anyone is actually reading this and liking this story so I can continue. This is more of a filler/starting up to the story to give it some background. It will definitely pick up. It's also sort of more AU. It will involve mature themes such as blood and violence.

I hope you enjoy this new story!

xoxo- A.


He was late. Actually, he was more than late. It had been an hour since the dinner reservations were made and almost two hours since they had last talked. The last she had heard of him was that he was leaving the house show and he was on his way home.

Home. The word that they both shared for the apartment she was currently in alone. The long term relationship had been going on for nearly four years. Tonight was supposed to be a celebration of that very mark. He was late. Her mind raced of the endless possibilities that could have happened. Drew was never late. However, if he was going to be, he would of called.

The infinite of choice words that could come out of her mouth in response to his disrespect was definitely circling in her mind. He was standing her up.

What in the hell was he doing? Placing her foot on the ground with the click of the heels, she stood up. She adjusted the fancy dress that captured her curves before snatching her phone off the counter in frustration. She honestly couldn't believe that he was doing this to her. Gail stormed into the bedroom that they shared before feeling a pit of despair in her stomach. He was really doing this to her. That was when the flood of tears finally caught up with her eyes. She had tried to be strong but this whole ordeal wasn't helping.

She honestly couldn't believe this was even happening.

Her hands dropped the phone on the bed, her body in a state of shock. Andrew Galloway with his thick Scottish accent and charming personality. She was ever so in love with him but he was standing her up. It was probably a bit too late in the relationship to do that. Suddenly all her insecurities flashed into her mind. He could have found someone else and accidentally lost track of time. He could have gotten in a car crash or been driven off the road.

Something had to have happened. Gail sat on their bed and removed her heels. She didn't feel the need to wear them but she did throw them across the room. They landed perfectly apart from each other but it seemed to cause a bit less of anger in Gail. Her tiny fingernails contrasted against her phone case while she dialed a number. She was starving and in a horrible mood. Chinese food would be a relief. That was when her phone started to buzz and ring uncontrollable. The number had been unknown which instantly caused tension.

She brought the phone to her ear before speaking. "Whose this?" She asked nervously trying to hide the fact that she was crying. The muffed sounds on the other end made no sense until the point she heard him. Drew. His accent was unmistakeable, but the few pieces she could hear of him made no sense. He was in pain and that was all she knew. She quickly stood up from the bed with the phone still attached to her ear. She quickly shuffled to grab some flip-flops but struggled to put them on due to the fact that she was shaking. She could hear the familiar grunts of pain and the sound of screaming.

Someone was hurting him, that was clear.

Gail would have ran out the door to his rescue if she could. Wiping the faint tears from her cheeks, she only could walk to the living room. She had no clue what she could even do. "Drew?" She practically whispered into the phone unable to control the tears that seemed to come once again. "Drew?" She repeated but this time much louder than before. She heard another physical blow hit her boyfriend and the sound of his pain.

She felt incapable of anything.

"ANDREW!" She cried out before nearly falling to the floor. "Please stop, please." She spoke quietly into the phone unaware that the attackers were listening.

"You'll see him soon." A dark unrecognizable voice answered before she heard a click. The caller had hung up. She tried her best to collect herself but it wasn't really working. Her fingers finally were able to push the phone away from her face when she heard a bang. Gail's eyes flew to the area she had heard the banging and realized that someone had to be at her door, but with that call she was afraid to answer it. Knowing that she was capable of self-defense, she took a couple of steps in that direction. She peaked into the slot where she could see who was outside and realized there was no threat.

Her breath had caught but she managed to unlock the door just enough for for him to enter. Evan Bourne. He entered her apartment in a state of shock as well. The two had become good friends over the storyline that they had done awhile back. He became someone she could turn to when Drew wasn't around. In a complete platonic way of course. His face only seemed to cause more shock for Gail. "Gail, are you okay?" He spoke unambiguously before grabbing the shaking girl and pulling her into his arms. "I came as soon as I found out." Evan added in attempts to comfort her but it seemed to only bring more tears.

"Wh-wh-ere's Dr-eew?" Was all that she could mutter through the tears and gasping for breath. His arms kept the petite girl from crumbling onto the floor. After a moment, she pushed away the man rambling on about how she needed to see him.

"He's at the hospital, I came to take you there." Evan finally replied before gentling showing Gail outside of her apartment. The two had almost made it to his car before she gazed over at him in total disbelief.

"How bad is it?" She spoke quietly while her gaze found the floor. It took a moment for him to answer and she was about to ask again unsure if he had even heard her.

"He should be fine." Evan carefully spoke before getting into the drivers seat. He wasn't actually completely sure of Drew's injuries himself. He could only remember the flashing lights of the paramedics that rushed him to the hospital. The drive to the duo's apartment had been a blur but he just knew that Drew needed Gail to be there waiting. The two held each other together. Everyone knew that much. He paid attention to the road trying his best not to be the bringer of bad news. That was bound to happen soon. The assault was the latest attack in the locker room.

He was sure he knew who had done this. And by who, he knew what group did this. Gail's mind was practically going crazy. She didn't know what to think. How silly that only moments before she was pissed off at Drew for not showing up when it was possible she would never be able to speak to him again. She knew that could be considered overly dramatic but she was in fear. She didn't know what to expect. Gail had listen to the assault play out over the phone and it was painful. She could only imagine the physical damage that had to have been done to Drew to make him scream out like that.

It became a dangerous game for her to be inside of her mind. Gail bit down on her lip as the car finally approached the hospital. She was out of it and that was easily found by looking at her distraught features. She managed to get out of the car and walked up to the steps of the hospital. Her whole body was nearly shaking and Evan had basically helped her the way inside. Unable to speak, Gail had watched as Evan gave the front desk Drew's full name and they directed them to a hospital room.

His condition was stable but Evan wasn't aloud to be in the room.

On the release form it stated that Gail was the only person aloud in the room, especially with Drew's family outside of the country. She gave Evan a little nod before entering the room. However, she was stopped at the door by the doctor. He introduced himself as Doctor Bishop and started talking about Drew's condition. Her mind could hardly focus as she strained to see her boyfriend.

"Mrs. Galloway, I promise you that we will do everything we can to make sure he wakes up." Her eyes flickered to the doctor and back to her boyfriend. She didn't have the heart to tell him that the two weren't wed. She brushed the comment of slightly but looked down at her fingers. The promise ring installed on her ring finger reminded her that it seemed to be that the two were married. She bit her tongue down until she tasted blood but repeatingly nodded her head to the doctor.

Finally, he allowed her to past him and she rushed to Drew's bedside. The realization of the beating finally sank in. His skin was a patchwork of different colors, the tubes that kept him breathing, his hair matted with faint traces of blood. Drew had never been in such a serious condition before. Even with the jobs both of them had.

It never had been this serious.

Biting down on her bottom lip, she felt her face scrunch together and her vision become blurry. She found his hand and gave a gentle squeeze as the tears started to stream once again.

However, Gail was completely oblivious to the fact that to the doctor had actually told her that Drew was suffering brain trauma. He was currently in a coma and had been since he reached the hospital. It was unclear if he would even wake up. She held his hand closer to her, feeling his skin against hers. The smallest of touches meant the world to her. "I love you Andrew." She whispered choking on her words, before getting an idea.

In the fairy tales, true loves kiss would cure any curse. If she kissed him, could he wake up? The small slimmer of hope beamed in her chest and eased her tears. She leaned up keeping his hand close to hers and gently touched his lips with her own. She felt the air escape from his mouth as she pulled away.

Gail awaited her prince to wake up.

She kissed his mouth again once she realized that it didn't work. She didn't know how it was possible for her to cry again but she did just that. Except this time with the exception of screaming. "You were supposed to wake up!" She shouted at the unresponsive man. "You promised forever.." She screamed again at him but this time causing a herd of people to enter the room. She felt a strong pair of arms pull her back and out of the room. She felt them allow her to cry on him and those arms placing her down in a chair. She could hear his whispers telling her to try to stay calm.

That was the last that her memories could recall.


Evan couldn't bare to see either of them like this. Gail was completely distraught while Drew wouldn't wake up. He could only try to see the brighter side of this, that down the road it would have been just a test. A test of love or something, something that Drew and Gail would laugh about or tell their kids about. Evan wasn't sure how much longer he could stand the blank stare that seemed to stay on Gail's face. It had been nearly a week since the "accident" had happened. That was what everyone seemed to be calling it. It wasn't no accident. It had been done on purpose. The perfectly planned attack was practically unnecessary. The calling of Gail's cell phone just made it much easier to become pissed off at the group that had done this.

The Nexus.

A group of seven men all evil in their own. Wade, the leader had claimed the attack was due to the fact that the WWE had just let them all go. The goal was to scare the WWE into obtaining contracts for all members. They decided to target all the main personnel in hopes to create a need for new talent. Drew had been one of the first attacks of many that were to come. In the past week, John Morrison and Sheamus had been taken down as well. Neither of the two were in critical condition, both were expected to recover quickly.

That was the little information Gail had been given. Evan glanced over at the sleeping Canadian before deciding it was probably time for him to leave. He would come back after the house show and make sure that he took her to the hospital. He gave her a quick kiss on her forehead before heading outside of her apartment. It pained him to see someone so close to him be in such a predicament.


Once Evan had left, her eyes flew open. She moved slowly but carefully picking herself up off the bed and trailed towards her bathroom. The mirror was definitely something that didn't great her well. The dark circles that formed under her eyes were extremely noticeable in contrast to her skin. Her hair unevenly thrown around but with no strength to try to fix it. She felt horrible. She was without the love of her life and it was definitely taking a toll on her. She was an independent woman but being ripped away from the life she led like this wasn't something she had prepared for.

She could only focus on one thing, her anger. It seemed to keep building up inside of her. She wanted revenge. Gail was planning on getting revenge. She had a target and a goal.

She planned to take down the Nexus.

Every single one of them.


Next on Broken Frames:

Gail tries to figure out a way to get her taste of revenge and ends up running into the leader of the Nexus.