AJ walked down the halls of the hotel with her head hung low and eyes full of tears, it had been a rough night with Daniel, and she needed some time to herself. She sat down on a bench at the end of the luxurious hotel's hall. She looked up when she heard the laughs of some of her co-workers returning from their night out. She quickly grabbed a magazine and acted as if she was absorbed in some article about Kim Kardashian. She heard a soft. British voice, "AJ, are you okay?", it was Layla, who looked so pretty in her nice out-on-the-town attire compared to AJ's Avengers pajamas that she had owned since 7th grade. AJ looked up trying to hide the bruise on her left eye, "Oh, umm,me? Yeah, I'm fine." AJ lied, returning the magazine to it's holder. Layla wasn't buying it. "Why don't you join the rest of us for some tea in the lobby?" The lovely British woman asked. AJ froze for a second of thinking, "Oh that's okay, Dan-" She was cut off by Layla, "AJ, please go get dressed and join us." AJ managed to choke out an "okay" and headed to her room to get dressed. She snuck into the room, not to wake Daniel, and threw on a pair of jeans, converse, a comic tee, and her glasses. She applied make-up to hide the bruises and tear stains. She snuck back out, grabbing her phone and purse, and headed to the lobby to meet the others. Everyone was surprised to see AJ, because she never came to any of their Friday Night hangouts. "Where's D-Bry?" asked Eve. " He's asleep" AJ replied, touching her bruised eye. It pained her to think of the earlier arguments of the night, she thought he was going to change. " Oh my God!" Layla cooed, looking at AJ's eye. "I rubbed the make-up off!" AJ thought in panic. "What happened?" Layla asked. AJ told all to her Superstar and Diva friends, about their arguments, Daniel striking her across the face, and his manipulating ways. Kofi Kingston and R-Truth started for the elevators, but AJ stopped them, "It can only get worse, but thank you guys, I appreciate it with all of my heart." She said. Her friends where stunned to hear AJ tell of Bryan's behavior. CM Punk listened quietly to AJ and all of the details. AJ noticed his observation, unlike the rest of the group's constant questioning and comments. AJ froze when a hand landed on her small shoulder. "AJ, I tried to call you but you didn't answer, please come with me." AJ got out of her chair and followed Daniel to their room. The table sat there and worried until Zack Ryder arrived later with news, "Dudes and Dudettes, one of our Broskis is down, their taking her to the hospital. "Who?" The entire table asked in one big yell. Just when they asked that, they saw two police officers taking Bryan Danielson out of the building in handcuffs, he had blood on his hands. "AJ." Zack answered. They all rushed to their rentals to go to the hospital.
-90Minutes Later -
AJ sat in the hospital bed, examining her broken leg and the stitches in the side of her jaw. Her friends ran into her room, looking worried. CM Punk eyed her in pure disgust of her injuries. "Well, all of you are here, let's discuss Ms. Mendez's injuries." The doctor said. "Who?" Zack asked in confusion. "AJ, sweetheart." Layla answered with concern. " April isn't going to be leaving here anytime today. She is on two painkillers and she is going to be on crutches." The doctor continued. Sheamus looked infuriated, he wanted Bryan to pay. " Can anyone stay here with Ms. Mendez. We need four people, preferably 2 women and 2 men." The doctor finished. " I can" CM Punk answered, "I can" Kofi answered, "I can" Layla answered, "I can", answered Kaitlyn. "Very well then, two stay and then two come tomorrow morning, 8:30 sharp." The doctor answered. AJ had a crush on CM Punk since the beginning, this was very exciting for her, she would be spending more time with Phil, but is something going to blossom out of this? CM Punk and Layla decided to stay for the night, they were the only ones who'd slept on the plane ride to St. Louis anyway. Layla talked to AJ, "AJ, what happened doll?" She said, coated in her accent. " Well, he dragged me up the stairs and I fought back, I stood up and he shoved me and I fell backwards and broke my leg. He dropped his cell phone, breaking the glass and I tried to get away from him so I swung at him and he cut my jaw. That's all I can remember" She said in a depressed voice. Layla looked terrified. "Has anyone called McMahon?" Phil asked. "No, on it." AJ replied quietly tapping at her iPhone. "Stephanie or Vince?" She asked. "Probably both would be a good idea." Layla replied. AJ looked down to proofread the message, Dear Stephanie and Vince, it saddens me to tell you I'm currently in the hospital due to an attack by a co-worker, to contact me please reach me here or the phone's of Layla, Phil, Kaitlyn, and/or Kofi. Best Regards, April. She hit "send" and sighed. She turned on the T.V. and started watching some Hollywood gossip show. She laughed at the latest scandals, Layla and Punk looking at each other in a confused stare. Her phone buzzed and it was Stephanie, On our way - Stephanie, HHH, and Vince.
AJ sighed. "What is it?" Phil asked. She showed both of them the text's reply. They all sighed. Just as they did they saw Stephanie walk in and look at AJ in awe. "AJ, who attacked you" Triple H asked. " Bryan" was all she could choke out. Vince walked in with the same reaction as Stephanie. "AJ, this will be handled, and the police have him right?" Stephanie asked curiously. " Yes" AJ replied in her child-like voice. "Well this is settled then." Vince replied, walking out the door. She looked over at Punk, who was currently talking to Amy. He didn't even notice her. Stephanie and HHH said bye and followed Vince. AJ fell asleep about 30 minutes later. Punk stepped out and continued to conversation. Layla knew AJ felt something for him, and it broke her heart to think of her being disappointed after what has happened to her. Layla scrolled through her twitter, basically just to preoccupy herself. Punk walked in and sat back down in his chair. There was no denying the tension in the air, Layla soon doze off and CM Punk left for the bathroom. Layla woke up, she was in a closet in the hospital she woke with a pounding headache and got up slowly returning to the room and there was no sign of AJ, Punk was just returning to the room when he saw Layla freaking out. " What is it?" He asked. "AJ's gone!" She shrieked. Punk began to look around the room, AJ's phone was still here and so was her purse and ring gear. Nothing was missing except for the crazed brunette. He grabbed his phone and started calling Vince. Vince answered, surprised at the time. "What is it!" He said grumpily. "AJ's gone, she is not at the hospital!" Cm Punk shouted. "Oh well, she'll show up" he explained, hanging up. Layla checked with the front desk, and no one had seen her for the past hour. She quickly grabbed her phone and sent a mass text to all of their close friends,saying AJ's gone, she disappeared from the hospital, Vince isn't going to do anything. -LA. She pressed "send" and was praying that nothing was to happen. Her phone played her theme and she looked down to see a text from Zack Ryder, Lay, Daniel Bryan escaped… They haven't found him -WOO WOO WOO. She sighed and showed Punk the text. He also sighed. They heard footsteps behind them and something fall, they turned to look, it was AJ, blood-stained, and a knife in her stomach. "WE NEED A DOCTOR!" Layla screamed. People rushed from everywhere to help the brunette. She was immediately taken to the back room for stitches and x-rays. The security guards went to look for her attacker, while Punk went to call of their friends and co-workers. In thirty minutes, everyone was there, even his girlfriend, Amy. " What happened?" Everyone was asking. "AJ was stabbed by an unidentified character." Layla said.

-AJ's POV-
Turn out the lights
Feed the fire until my soul breaks free
My heart is as high as the waves above me
Those were the lyrics captivating her mind as she faded in and out of consciousness. She faded out once all together.

~Please Review and thank you, this is my first attempt, sorry if it suxs.