"I think you've gotten into Dean's head enough," Hadlynn said while laying in bed. The two left Raw immediately after the confrontation with Ambrose. They drove until around 2 am when they stopped in a motel for the night. "I really think that now you're ust trying to drive him completely over the edge."

"That bastard's been way over the edge for a long time, Hady," Seth replied, packing up the suitcases. "He's a fucking psychopath. I didn't even think he was capable of human emotion until now."

"What can I say? I bring out the best in everybody."

Seth finished the bags, placing them on the cart rack he'd already placed in the bedroom. Loading them was as regular as bushing his teeth at this point. As he pulled the rack out of the door to take it towards the car, Hadlynn got up. She grabbed her phone and ran into the bathroom, locking the door.

Hadlynn typed a quick message to Dean, "I'm fine. I have a plan for Sunday. Win at all costs. I'll text you soon." As it sent, she ran back to the bed, making it look like she never moved. Seth returned, rope in hand. Hadlynn stared desperately into Seth's eyes. He pulled her up, tying her hands behind her back tightly.

"I don't get why you have to do this," Hadlynn said as he finished. She turned, looking into his eyes. "I haven't tried anything in a long time."

"I know, but it's just in case." Her silky curls were brushed out of her face as he began to walk her to the car. Everything was out of the suite, except for Hadlynn's phone. Seth stopped, running to the bathroom to grab one last thing. As he did so, Hadlynn snuck the phone into her back pocket. They were on their way to Hadlynn's hometown: Pittsburgh.

"So she has a plan," Roman asked as he drove his buddy to his hotel. "I mean, she's under some hard surveillance right now, so how do you know it's not her?"

Dean held his phone up to his chest, sucking in some air. "I just know it's her, alright?" Roman just continued to drive the car. "You know, the pay-per-view and Raw are in her hometown. When she gets out of all this, she'll be home."

"I thought she was moving out west with her boyfriend," Roman said. He quickly realized that Hadlynn told them that she wanted to have her baby in Pittsburgh and then move. Dean reminded him in great detail, too.

"It's just 5 more days until the match. We can survive that long. We can do this, right brotha?" Roman simply smiled at Dean, patting him on the back before he exited the car.

Seth pulled off at a tiny motel right outside of Pittsburgh. He didn't want to venture much further into the city before the pay-per-view. Hadlynn, knowing exactly where they were, looked at Seth in amazement.

This was where the shield first met me. To catch up on this story, Hadlynn's family disowned her at 18. She was staying at a motel with her then boyfriend. The shield first met her there in an effort to recruit her as a manager. It worked actually, and the three have been like family ever since.

Seth pulled her out of the car, allowing the cool night breeze to hit her. After walking up the staircase in front of their car, the duo arrived at their room. 112. The same room as in Hadlynn's past. Upon opening the door, it looked the same as before. Old furniture, massive bed with ratty sheets, and completely dim. Seth sat her in the bed, running his hands through her hair. She was stiff as a board.

"Remember?" Seth said, laughing. "Remember when we first met here? You became the Shield's manager and we kicked major ass."

Hadlynn laughed in disbelief, "Seth, that was about a year and a half ago. Of course I'd remember it." She paused momentarily. "I remember how you and Dean were best friends then, too."

"Don't talk about him! Don't ever talk to me about the fucking psychopath and all the 'good times' we fucking shared! He ruined all of that. It's never coming back. Ever!" Hadlynn was stiff on the bed as Seth began to throw furniture around the room. Hadlynn noticed how he looked at her angrily, and she pushed herself back on the bed.

The wash clothe made it's inevitable return. Before Haflynn even noticed, it was stuffed in her mouth with the tape around her head. It just couldn't get any easier for this woman. She remained stiff. His outburst were scaring her. Just about everything he's done since the night he got drunk has scared her. Still, hope was all she had left at this point.

"Why did you have to say that," Seth sighed as he sat next to her. She wouldn't make any form of eye contact with him. "You know how much I hate him. You know that I hate talking about him. Listen..." The word listen made her squeal. Not s good word for him to use. "Hey, I know what I did was a little bit of an overreaction, but you need to realize when the line is being crossed. Got it?"