The soft snoring to his left had woken the heavily sedated Irishman up and he looked over, half of Amanda's face covered by her long tousled hair and the other buried by the pillow that kept both their heads up as she, too deep in sleep to notice the surrounding world, bit down on her lower lip for a few seconds and twitched as she was careful with her fractured thumb, index and middle fingers on her right hand, the fractures a result of her hand getting trapped in the steps.

Finn wasn't sure how she wasn't crying or screaming in pain that night... he sure as hell felt like doing that.

Lightly stretching the fingers on his right hand, Finn hated the sling already… but he had no choice in wearing it, even if it was only for a few months.

Amanda's eyes were slow to open as Finn lightly rubbed his left hand up and down the inner part of her right thigh, the amber tones barely visible amongst the hazel and that worried look in them.

"You sleep okay? Do you need me to find the surgeon, how's your arm?" Amanda asks, starting to ramble about him and how if she had stopped Seth that the injury wouldn't have happened… the rambling stopped when Finn pressed his lips against hers and the two kissed again.

"Waking up next to you… that's all I need to know that everything will be okay in its time, Mandy. You worry too much." Finn says, lightly tucking some of Amanda's hair behind her right ear as she rested her left hand near his right one. "Much like I worry about you… but my injury isn't your fault, don't blame yourself." He says, brushing his numbed fingers on his right hand among the scar on her left wrist where it had been broken back in April.

"That's how we are… worrying about each other. Letting the walls crash and building them back up around others." Amanda says.

"There'll be one day where we can't build them back… and our vulnerability is out. And it'll be okay… because we'll show the world that we're human." Finn says before the two kissed again.

In these gentle moments with him, Amanda Rose Cena could get lost forever… and that's how she wanted it to stay.

"So damn glad to be out of there, for both of our sanity… but are you sure you're okay to drive?" Finn says, asking the last part after I helped him buckle up in the passenger seat of the Altima… I know why he's worried, I've barely slept this past week and I was hurt too when Seth shoved me down at Summerslam.

I blamed Seth initially… hell, I beat him to a pulp, which worsened my now braced fingers and thumb. Do I still blame him? I'm not really sure I can give a truthful answer though, he's injured countless other opponents at times.

But because of the barricade incident, Finn's down to using one arm until the doctor gives the okay to take the sling off sometimes, I didn't feel right being on the road with him badly injured and just having had surgery.

"Yeah… I can drive." I say after buckling up, slowly turning the Altima's engine on with my shaking right hand and driving a little below the speed limit as Finn reached over with his left arm and changed the radio station off the news and to something more lively… one of David Bowie's older songs, Changes, started to play.

I sang quietly, my usual liveliness not there… and Finn can sense that, he's rubbing his left hand up and down my right thigh as I blink a few times, tears falling.

"Pull over… you can't drive like this, Mandy." Finn whispers, me pulling over into a parking lot and turning the engine off as I lean against the seat and feel his left hand brush against my face and look at him. "This isn't your fault… I'm gonna be good as new before we know it and back in that ring. But you can't let the guilt eat you alive… you didn't cause this." He says, pulling me into a hug with his left arm and I start crying into him.

"I don't know whether to still be angry at him or at myself… those hours we were all waiting in that room…" I manage to say, my voice getting stuck in my throat as we looked at each other.

"I know we're still figuring out what you and I are to each other but it's okay to be scared. I was scared I wouldn't wake up at all after... I'd miss seeing those beautiful eyes of yours more than anything." Finn says before we kiss.

Both of us calm down after a while and I buckle back up, restarting the car.

Safely driving home, I stop the vehicle and unbuckle again before getting out and helping Finn out of the car before helping him into the apartment.

I return outside and bring our things out from the car, setting them down before closing the door and Finn and I hug and kiss again... before we hear thunder outside and rain following.

"Well, Florida is unpredictable." Finn says before I grab our things and we head upstairs to clean off.