10/16/07, ECW/SmackDown Tapings…

"Mandy, Miz and John Morrison might want to go to a local pub and down a few to try to forget the outcome of that match…" Joey Styles said when ECW came back from its commercial break and the end of the match replayed, showing Kane tossing Mike into John and causing John and Amanda's heads to collide and Amanda to hit the mat outside.

"I'm sorely tempted to…" Amanda muttered.

"Hey? You sure you're alright, kid?" Mike asked, turning to the tiny diva who had a bluish purple bruise on her head as a result of the initial impact and a concussion from the fall itself.

"Yeah, just a bit sore…" Amanda responded as they sat down on a crate… and then John Morrison showed up for the next scripted part, shoving Mike.

"What the hell was that?!" John yelled.

"The hell was what?!" Mike shouted. He didn't really want to because of Amanda's head injury but had to.

"What do you mean?! You lost!" John responded.

"You lost!" Mike shouted.

"You got beat!" John retorted as Amanda tried to intervene.

"You ran into me and Mandy, I had Kane right where I wanted him!" Mike yelled.

The arguing continued… until Amanda smacked a steel chair against the crate, stopping it.

"Now this might get us into a hell of a lot of trouble but I only know one way of settling this before Cyber Sunday. You two, a match, tonight." Amanda said.

"A match tonight?!" Mike exclaimed.

"Yeah, a match tonight, you heard the kid!" John responded.

"I just got chokeslammed by Kane! Screw that!" Mike said, turning to leave… and then turning back and punching John a lot harder than the script said to and crouching down. "Tonight? You're on." He growled before leaving with Amanda.

"Mandy? You sure you're alright?" Mike asked once they were in the locker room.

"Yeah. But I think you broke his jaw back there." Amanda responded as Mike cradled her tiny face in his hands.

"Sweetheart, you've got a concussion and a big bruise on your head… I know you're trying to be independent but you don't have to be afraid to need anyone. Okay? I'm not leaving your life, I promise." Mike whispered, him pulling Amanda into his arms and the two embracing each other…

Present time…

All three heads shot up as soon as they heard Amanda snickering, despite her trying not to… it was her, Finn, Samoa Joe and Corey filming a promo for the upcoming NXT: TakeOver: The End pay per view and Amanda just couldn't help it when Finn said that Joe had been bitching and screaming about the title shot he felt like he was entitled to.

"Sorry, guys." Amanda whispered through her attempt to cover her laugh, Finn smiling and resting his left hand on Amanda's right thigh.

The promo continued as scripted and once it was over, Amanda slowly sipped some water to try to calm her nerves.

"You think they're mad?" Amanda asked when she noticed the looks mixed of tense and confused on Corey's and Joe's faces, Finn resting his left hand on her right shoulder.

"No, of course not. Character's been broken before on Tv, it wasn't intentional. I said something that made you laugh." Finn answered, his hand trailing down Amanda's arm and lightly wrapping around her right hand.

"They either don't realise it or they do and won't let anyone in on it." Joe said quietly.

It was at the pay per view a week later that things went haywire. Amanda climbed up the cage and Joe stopped and turned to her, shouting for her to get down from the cage wall… but Finn was having trouble getting back up and she had a feeling it wasn't scripted, Amanda climbing higher and into the ring itself.

When she wouldn't climb down after that and stayed on the wall to continue to distract the Samoan Submission Machine, Joe shook the cage and Finn and the referee Mike Chioda tried to stop him… Amanda hung on tightly but she lost her grip the seventh time Joe shook the cage and fell, landing the wrong way.

Her right ankle gave out and she couldn't get back up… Finn crouched down and cradled her face in his hands.

"Get the fucking medics out here!" Joe yelled.

"Lift the cage and get the medics out here, now!" Chioda shouted, the ringside crew doing so as Finn picked Amanda up into his arms and instinctively tightened his grip on her as Joe walked to them.

"Timpiste a bhí ann, Finn." Amanda said quietly.

"Tá tú fós gortaithe, cailíní." Finn responded.

Joe knew then and there that he had screwed up.