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A/N: Thank you for all the reviews and alerts etc that this story received! I was encouraged by all of it and here's the next chapter for you all :) enjoy!

23rd August, 2013

"Nicole, please, for the love of God, stop fussing over me."

"I'm just trying to make sure you're okay."

Daniel Bryan sent an exasperated look at his girlfriend, Brie Bella, "Babe, isn't this your job?"

Brie looked up from her magazine, an amused look on her face, "John's not travelling much anymore so she's got no one to fuss over. I let her have my job for the evening."

The bearded wrestler narrowed his eyes at his girlfriend, whilst her twin sister pressed an ice pack onto his shoulders, "You're too kind."

"You could've donated her to fuss over me."

Nicole sent a cheeky wink to Randy Orton, "Oh, I'll be over there in a second. Don't you worry."

Chloe Palmer shared a look with her brother, Ben, as they watched the interaction in front of them. The live event in Fresno had ended for the night and the main event was Daniel Bryan vs Randy Orton in a No DQ match for the WWE Championship. The two men had gone all out for the match as usual and were sporting some stiff muscles and bruises from the ordeal. Both Daniel and Randy were perched on the two medical tables in the back area, while Nikki Bella fussed over the two of them, her sister watching amused from her seat to the side. Chloe stepped forward, reaching forward to do a quick concussion test on both of the men, while Michael Sampson checked their necks and backs for stiff muscles. She smiled at Daniel as she finished the test with him, "You're all good, Daniel."

"Thanks Chloe," said Daniel. He paused, reaching forward to touch her arm lightly, his voice dropping in volume, "You alright after Monday?"

Chloe nodded, remembering that Daniel had been in the medical area when Seth Rollins had snapped at her, "All forgotten about, Daniel. But thank you for the concern." She stepped away and looked over Randy Orton, performing the test with him to make sure he was alright. Nodding her head, she gave him the all clear, "You're also good to go, Randy."

He grinned at her, "Thanks Chloe." The WWE Champion glanced over her shoulder at her brother, "Whose that?"

"My brother Ben."

Behind Chloe's back, Randy and Daniel shared a look. Throughout the day and night, a majority of the roster had heard about the event that had occurred in the breakfast area of the hotel. Seth Rollins' attitude had been a sore point of conversation for may in the locker room over the past few weeks, and now that Randy and Daniel were in a storyline with him, they were noticing it more. With a nod to Daniel, Randy grinned and waved at Ben to come over, "Yo Ben, come here for a second."

As Chloe took off her disposable gloves, she couldn't help but smile at the change in attitude of her brother from the beginning of the day. He'd spent much of the morning upset after the Rollins encounter, but after spending some time backstage with her, he was starting to enjoy himself. And now, with Randy and Daniel talking to him, she could see that his face was wide with a grin and he was practically bouncing with excitement at meeting more wrestlers. Shaking her head with a laugh as Ben pulled out his phone to take pictures with the men, she didn't notice the Bella twins appear behind her.

"It's Chloe, isn't it?"

Chloe turned around to face the two women, a small smile on her face, "Yeah it is. Brie and Nikki, yes?"

Brie smiled at her, nodding, "It's easy to tell us apart now that Nicole got her own set of twins- OW!"

Nikki smirked at her sister, shaking the sting out of her hand that she'd slapped her sister's shoulder with, "Thank you, Brianna. But anyway, we just wanted to introduce ourselves. We haven't been back here much to see you but the boys have talked about you."

"Speaking of boys," started Brie as she stepped closer to Chloe, a sympathetic look on her face, "Are you alright?"

Chloe sighed, her smile dropping from her face for a second. All night, she had been on the receiving end of questions from every single wrestler that had stumbled through that door. Each and every one had asked if she was alright and she was starting to feel overwhelmed and annoyed with the idea that she had been through some sort of ordeal. She hadn't. All she'd been the victim of was one grumpy as hell Seth Rollins and to be honest, she was really keen on just forgetting the entire thing happened. But with the reminder every few minutes, she kept replaying the two encounters over and over in her mind and she was getting more and more angry over his treatment of her. She wondered if while they were all asking her if she was ok, was anyone even talking to him about what he did. She wanted the night to be over. She couldn't take any more questions and the stress at the mere thought of him possibly stumbling through those doors had made her slightly on edge. Chloe looked between the two sisters and forced a reassuring smile, "I'm fine. I just want to forget it happened. It wasn't what I expected and I can't believe I exposed my brother to that."

Nikki shook her head, "It's not your fault. You didn't know he was going to act like that."

"I had a feeling but," explained Chloe, "He had been rude to me on Monday Raw when I was fixing up his knee."

Brie's eyes widened, "Oh that was you! Daniel spoke about it when he came home. He said Seth had yelled at the new medic. I just put it together!" She shook her head, running a hand through her hair, frustrated, "We just don't get it. He was never like this."

Chloe shrugged, "That's what everyone has been saying. But I don't know. It just sucks that's all. People aren't what you expect them to be."

Nikki tried to smile reassuringly at the young woman, "Well, if you need anything, let us know. Here, I'll give you my number and Brie's and we can hang out some time and show you that we aren't all bad around here."

The dark haired medic laughed, pulling out her phone to save the twins' numbers in her contacts. She waved at them goodbye as they dragged both Randy and Daniel out the door. Michael appeared next to her, removing his own gloves from his hands, "So I heard about this morning."

Chloe let out a snort in disbelief, her emotions slowly getting the better of her, "My god, gossip moves around quicker here than high school."

Michael chuckled, shaking his head, "I'm agreeing with you there." He sombered up, looking at her carefully, "I just want you to know that if you are having any problems, you can let myself or someone else know and we can work something out."

The young woman chewed her lip in thought. She could say something about the incident and make a big deal about it, but like she realised before, she wanted to just forget about it. She smiled at Michael, shaking her head, repeating the same words she'd been using all night, "I'm fine, Michael. I'm going to forget about it and move on. Now, should we start packing up?"

Michael watched as Chloe moved to pack away the equipment and he shook his head at the young woman's attitude. He could tell she was hurt from the encounter and as he glanced over at her brother, who was sitting near by, he knew she was hurting for him as well. He made a mental note to make sure she wouldn't observe Seth Rollins over the weekend just in case he did come in. As the duo packed up the area, they failed to notice two men hover in the doorway.

"Yo, Sunshine."

Chloe jumped, slightly startled by the drawl that echoed through the room. She stood, shooting a glare at the proud look on Dean Ambrose's face, "Thanks for knocking."

He rolled his eyes, his lips curled upwards, "Maybe next time."

She brushed her hands against her pants and raised an eyebrow at the duo, "Are you guys alright? Do you need to be looked at?"

"Well now that you-"

Roman slapped Dean across the chest, halting whatever perverted phrase he was about to say, "Ignore him." The Samoan wrestler stepped into the room, "We just wanted to come check up on you-"

And with that, Chloe threw her hands up in disbelief, her resolve cracking over the countless questions, "My god! You would think I'd been injured or sick or something the way you guys keep carrying on!"

Roman frowned, her outburst rattling him slightly, "You were quite upset this morning so we thought-"

"Stop thinking that I need the attention! I'm fine!" exclaimed Chloe. She shook her head, "If there's someone you should all be hounding with questions, it's him! I'm not the one with the problem." She glanced over at her brother, who looked slightly startled by his sister's reaction, "Ben, get up. Let's go already. I'm sorry, Michael-"

He held up his hand, "Relax, Chloe. Just go back to the hotel and get your mind off it all, alright?"

She nodded, her eyes avoiding the two Shield members standing nearby, "Thank you and good night guys. See you tomorrow."

Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns watched as she pulled her brother out the door, her bag tossed haphazardly over her shoulder in her rush. They exchanged a confused look with each other before looking to the head medic for answers. The doctor sighed, shaking his head, "Every single person that came in here asked if she was alright."

Roman looked heavenward, a deep sigh escaping his lips, "What the hell are we going to do? Imagine if this gets to Vince or Stephanie."

Michael looked pointedly at the men in front of him, "Like Chloe said, the problem is Seth. You need to fix him fast."

Dean nodded, his eyes darting back towards the door that Chloe had disappeared through, "Kid needs a reality check. I'm not having my spot jeopardised because his ego decided to inflate." He shook his head as him and Roman waved goodbye to the doctor. The way Chloe had reacted said it all. While she may have been sick of people asking about her well being, she was also still upset at the thought Seth Rollins could be the type of man that she despised. Dean glanced down at his phone, searching for a number he'd only recently obtained and he dialed it, hoping that this might help.

24th August, 2013

"Are you sure you'll be alright?"

If looks could kill, Ben Palmer would have been six feet under right now. But instead, he smiled nervously at his sister before continuing, "Ok, you are alright. But honestly, don't you think it would be a fun idea if I stayed to make sure-"

"Ben, go."

He frowned, "You are no fun." He leant forward, wrapping his arms around his older sister, "Thanks for the trip, Chlo Bo. I really enjoyed myself. I'll call you when I get back to my dorm. Love you!" He squeezed her once more before darting through the hotel room door in Los Angeles. He had a college party to attend to that night so he wasn't making the trip down to San Diego with his sister for the next live event. He had been extremely hesitant to leave her after the previous night. She had been quite upset when they got back to the hotel room in Fresno, and had just settled for room service and a movie. Chloe had insisted she was fine but he only hoped that her weekend brightened a little.

Chloe sighed, watching the door slam behind her brother. She was going to miss him. He had tried to cheer her up with his goofiness the night before to make her forget about the breakfast and the show. She couldn't believe the way she reacted at the Shield boys and she buried her face in her hands with a groan. The dark haired woman knew she had an apology waiting for them. Her head snapped up when there was a knock at her hotel room door and she glanced around the room, wondering what her brother had forgotten now. "Ben, what the hell did you forget now?" She swung open the door and her jaw dropped slightly in shock at the man standing there, who was most definitely not her brother.

"I'm not Ben."

Chloe blinked, "I noticed."

"How are you?" He paused, holding up his hands in defence at her narrowed eyes, "Don't yell but that was a question of your general well being. It most definitely wasn't about what happened between you and everyone's favourite dickhead." Dean wasn't going to lie and say he wasn't happy when he saw a small smile curl the lips of the young medic. He grinned at her, happy to see she was in a better mood than yesterday, "So, how are you?"

The dark haired girl smiled, "I'm alright today, Dean. Did you want to come inside?"

Dean nodded, following the young woman into her hotel room. He almost tripped over a suitcase that had been left lying across the floor and he stumbled to sit on the end of the bed, trying in vain to make it not look as it seemed. He rolled his eyes at the amused look on Chloe's face as she sat down beside him, "So.."

Chloe shook her head, "Don't start."

The US Champion ran a hand through his hair, a groan escaping his lips, "Chloe, we just want to make sure you're alright."

"I'm fine," snapped the young medic.

Dean pursed his lips at her tone and he tried to find the right words to say to her. A moment of silence passed between the two before Chloe spoke quietly, and the words tore him up inside with their vulnerability.

"Is he like this to everyone or was it just me?"

Dean's eyes widened and he shook his head vigorously, "No Chlo'. He's been like this for a while. We don't know why."

Chloe nodded, "So this is what he's like."

"He hasn't always been like this."

Chloe didn't know if she could believe that and she shrugged, a defeated look on her face, "Huh. Nothing is what it seems sometimes."

The young man seated beside her noticed something draped across the edge of the suitcase he'd almost broke his neck over. He peered at it carefully, shaking his head and he turned back to Chloe, "It sucks knowing he's not what you grew up believing."

Her eyes widened at his meaning and she raised an eyebrow, "What are you talking about?"

Dean gestured towards the Ring of Honor Tyler Black shirt that was thrown across the suitcase, "How your heroes aren't what they seemed."

Chloe shook her head, "He's not my hero."

A snort rang out through her room, "You can't fool me. I saw how disappointed you were. How disappointed your brother was. You guys were huge ROH fans and he just went and pretty much spat on this whole idea you had about him."

She buried her face in her hands with a groan, "I am so stupid."

"No, you're not," said Dean, "And you're not the first person he's done this too. Something needs to be done about it."

"Have you spoken to him?"

Dean sent her a pointed look, "Yeah, and every time we do, he bites our heads off." He sighed, running a hand over his face, "I don't know what to do."

"Just let it play itself out. Maybe he'll finally see what he's doing is wrong. But if that's really who he is, then maybe you can't change him." Chloe didn't want to believe what she had said. She honestly wanted to believe Seth was a different man, but even she knew that that could be a lost dream. Leaning over, she squeezed Dean's free hand, offering him a small smile, "You'll work it out, Dean."

He nodded, standing up from the bed and heading towards the door with Chloe trailing behind him. As he opened the door, he leaned against the frame, a cheeky smile spreading across his face, "Was I everything you thought I would be?"

Chloe folded her arms across her chest, an amused look on her face, "How do you know I was a fan?"

Dean nodded his head towards the bed where a black sweatshirt was lying, with the words 'Explicit Ambrose Violence' across it, "Bit of a fan girl aren't you?"

The dark haired girl's cheeks stained red at the discovery and she pushed Dean out the door, an embarrassed laugh leaving her lips, "Oh my god, get out!"

The former CZW wrestler smirked, stepping outside the room, "I'll see you tonight. And wear that top."

The wink he sent her as he disappeared down the corridor made her dissolve into a fit of embarassed giggles. She rolled her eyes at the US Champion and turned back inside her room. Glancing down at her suitcase, she found the Tyler Black shirt that was once Rollins' character from ROH and she picked it up. Frowning, she scrunched it up in a ball and threw it into the bin. She moved around the room, packing her belongings before she had to leave for the show and she hesitated as she stood by the bin. Rolling her eyes, she pulled out the shirt and threw it back in her bag.

Maybe she still had the tiniest bit of hope left for him.

2nd September, 2013

It had been over a week since the Fresno incident and Chloe was busy in the medic area, packing a few things after the Raw show had ended. She had managed to avoid Seth Rollins for the week and instead, found herself spending time with the Bella Twins and even some time with Dean Ambrose.

"Hey Sunshine."

And though Chloe didn't want to admit it, she definitely had her favourite patients. And Dean Ambrose was slowly becoming one of them, the more and more time they spent together. As she spun around to face him, her face turned into a frown at the sight of him. The tall wrestler was clutching his ribs tightly with one arm, his other arm supporting him against the door. She chewed her lip worriedly as she quickly rushed forward to help him over to one of the tables. She was only a small woman so it was a struggle to get the 225 pound man onto the table without some sort of pain involved. Dean hissed as he rolled onto his back on the table before sitting up, his arm still clutching his ribs. Chloe grabbed his arm gently to move it so she could have a feel of his ribs. Her frown only deepened at Dean's hisses of pain while she poked and prodded at the injured body part. "What happened?" she asked softly, lifting her head to look him in the eyes.

Dean shrugged, "Show went a bit hard in his hit on me." Chloe raised an eyebrow at the idea that one hit did this, "Several hits."

She chewed her lip again, shaking her head, "They're not broken but they are probably bruised, Dean. I still want you to get an xray tomorrow so we can double check." Before the dark haired girl knew what she was doing, she reached forward to push his sweaty hair out of his eyes, "Promise you'll go get a xray?"

The US Champion nodded, a tired smile curling his lips at the sweet gesture, "You take way too good care of me, doc."

Chloe went to reply but a loud shout from outside caught her attention. Recognising the voice immediately, she shared a look with Dean and she hurried outside to see the commotion. The US Champion followed after her, despite her protest of "Dean!", and the two exited the medical area, similar looks of disbelief on their faces at the scene in front of them.

"He could've gotten seriously injured! What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"It was an accident!"

There was a snort of protest, "An accident is one time! You hit him multiple times with a stiff shot!"

"Listen here boy, you're on the main roster now. You have to step it up and if you princesses can't handle it out there, then maybe you should head on back to NXT!"

Seth Rollins was seething at the man known as Big Show to the fans. A scowl marred his features and he had attracted quite an audience when he decided to take Big Show on in the backstage area after their match. He was concerned about Dean, who had rolled out of the ring after several stiff shots by Big Show. The young wrestler had looked worse for wear and had clutched at his ribs for the remainder of the match. "It's not us that can't handle it. It's you that still thinks he's one of the young ones. You can't keep up old man!"

"Seth!" yelled Roman Reigns, grabbing his tag team partner by the arm, "Shut the fuck up!"

The two toned wrestler pushed his team mate off of him, "Fuck off, Roman! I'm not done here!" He caught sight of Dean, struggling to stand straight, "See, look at him! You were such a stiff worker out there! What the hell did we do to deserve that?!"

Dean groaned, stepping forward despite the aching in his ribs, "Seth, just let it go!"

Seth glared at the giant in front of him, his breathing heavy as he tried to calm himself down. Big Show chuckled, shaking his head at the younger man, "That's a good Rollins. Listen to your boyfriends."

"SETH!" cried Roman, grabbing the former ROH wrestler by the waist as he launched himself at Big Show. One punch managed to smack the giant in the face before Roman tackled Seth to the side, his arms tightening around the furious man.

Randy Orton stepped forward, shaking his head at Big Show, "Way to make things worse, asshole."

Big Show shrugged, watching as Roman pulled Seth up, his arms still restraining him, "He deserved it."

"Fuck you."

"Seth Rollins! What the hell is going on here?"

The new voice startled everyone in sight and even Chloe's eyes widened at the appearance of Stephanie McMahon and Paul Levesque. The couple stepped forward, their eyes looking questionably at Seth, "Care to explain?" asked Stephanie.

"Ask your pet giant."

Dean snapped at Seth, "Seth, cut it out!"

Stephanie glanced at her husband. The two had been informed over the past few weeks of the young wrestler's attitude and more recently, they were informed of a backstage incident and also an incident at the hotel that was not good for the image of the company. She shook her head at Seth, her lips pursed, "People aren't happy with you, Seth."

The young wrestler rolled his eyes, "Story of my life."

Paul nodded to Roman to release him, "We're not impressed with the way you've been conducting yourself, Rollins. It's unbecoming of a Champion of the WWE." He watched as Seth opened his mouth and Paul held up a hand, silencing him, "What ever smart ass thing you were about to say, don't. We know all about what you've been up to, Rollins, and we are not impressed."

Seth threw his arm out tot he side, pointing at Big Show, "He just worked a dark match stiff and could've injured my friend!"

"It was an accident, Rollins!"

"Like hell it was!"

"ENOUGH!" cried Stephanie, standing between Big Show and Seth Rollins. "I have had enough. I've heard too many bad things about you, Seth. And now I hear that you are being rude to our fans at breakfast-"

Chloe's heart stopped at the mention of the incident with her brother and she stepped back in fear, waiting for him to notice her. She only prayed that he never did see her. She glanced at Dean, who was now slouching more over in pain, and she scooted under his arm, holding him up slightly more to be comfortable. Despite this helping him, she realised she did it for the support and warmth that the young man had been showing her over the past week and she curled further against his side, hoping he'd protect her from Cyclone Seth.

"Who told you that!"

Paul raised an eyebrow, "Regardless of how we found out, it's not how the WWE works. You are representing the company and if you can't get over your PMS Rollins, then maybe you need some time off."

At that, Seth's heart stopped and he stared wide eyed at the COO of the company, "No. No.."

Stephanie shook her head, "Consider this your final warning, Rollins. Change your attitude or I'll be happy to take that title away from you." She glanced at Roman Reigns who looked very disappointed, "Remember Seth, you're part of a group. The more shit you do, the more shit they have to endure. Now do you really want to ruin their careers too?" As she finished, she gently wound her arm around her husband's arm and the two turned away from the group, and left with Big Show in tow to talk about his in ring work. Seth looked around at the people surrounding him and slowly they started to disperse. Not one person came over to speak with him and Seth growled at the thought no one would help him. His eyes did catch sight of Dean and Chloe standing a bit away from the commotion and he stepped towards them, a snarl on his face.

"You ratted me out, didn't you?"

Chloe shook her head, her heart hammering in her chest, "No, I didn't."

"Liar. Is this your way of getting back at me because I made your brother cry?"

The dark haired girl slowly unwrapped herself from around Dean, her heart breaking at the harsh words. She squeezed Dean's arm reassuringly, before disappearing down the corridor. She ignored Seth's question, her heart breaking even more at the way he carried on. Sure, he was protecting his friend, but he was so angry and was saying the most inappropriate things ever. Her cheeks felt damp with tears and she didn't realise she had been crying. She wiped her tears away with the sleeves of her top and the young medic entered the medic area, intent on packing up so she could go home and forget.

Whilst Chloe disappeared to the medic area, Dean glared at his friend, "You are a dick."

Seth rolled his eyes, the harsh words meaning nothing to him, "I'd say that's the 10th time you've said it this week."

"Well it's the truth," snapped Roman, coming to stand beside Dean. "Like I said the other day, you need to sort yourself out before you ruin our careers."

The two toned man snorted, "I was just trying to help Deano then, if you hadn't noticed."

"I don't need that kind of help," snapped Dean, cradling his ribs, "I don't need you fighting my battles, especially when you act like that. You are a member of the Shield. Everything you do affects us, Seth. And it's starting to affect other people-"

"Is this about that medic?" interrupted Seth. A smirk curled his lips, "Geez Deano, you gone soft on her or something?"

Dean shook his head at his friend, the disappointment could be clearly seen all over his face, "I don't even know you anymore." He turned on his heel and followed the path Chloe had taken to the medical area to fix his ribs and Roman was once again left with Seth.

"And they say I have an attitude problem."

Roman shook his head, running a hand through his long hair, "Get your own room tonight, Seth. I'm not putting up with your shit." Before Seth had a chance to say anything, Roman also turned down the corridor and the young wrestler was left alone again. He frowned at his two best friends before realising he had no one. Running a hand through his own two toned hair, he tried to calm down, not wanting to take his anger out on anyone, especially since Stephanie and Paul were in the building and on 'Seth alert'. He hadn't changed according to him and he was going to prove to them that he was fine, there was nothing wrong with him.

But first, he needed to have a chat with one young medic.

A/N: let me know what you guys think! hopefully a speedy update soon :)