Now, there would be no turning back. After two weeks of torture, the pay-per-view had finally ruled around. This would mean that Hadlynn may actually reach freedom. She could go home, relax, and prepare for her baby. Everything would go back to being normal.

"Hey," Seth said forcefully as he loaded bags onto his cart, "get up. We don't have time for this shit. Today is not the day to be messing around." The only straw object in the floor was a bag of clothing for Hadlynn that was thrown on top of her suitcase.

Following a quick shower and make up application, Hadlynn walked out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a towel. She grabbed the bag of clothing before walking back in. She pulled out a pair of white shorts and a black tank, all matched with a biege floral kimono. It fit beautifully. The only challenge left, the dreaded strap sandals.

Hadlynn walked up to Seth with her head down. "Seth, can you please help me with my shoes?" The two were complete silent. After a minute or so, he led her back to the bed, where he put the sandals on for her. He walked over to the dresser across from them and returned with something. He slipped a pearl ring on her left hand.

"I know how much Ryan loves to see you in it." Hadlynn smiled, continuing to look down at the floor. The rest of the bags were packed onto the cart. The duo were off to the arena.

"So, she'll definitely be here tonight, right," Shawn Michaels asked. A group was assembled at the hotel. It consisted of HBK, Triple H, Roman Reigns, Dean Ambrose, and about all of the divas locker room. "I think that we need to get all of this figured out a little more."

"We have it figured out," Dean interrupted. "She'll be back with all of us tonight. Safe and sound." He turned to Triple H. "You better not try to mess this plan up and backstab us to help Seth."

Hunter laughed, "There is way too much riding in Hadlynn. People like her don't just happen. I haven't met a person in this business who doesn't like her. Hurting her would get me a lot of enemies. Enemies that I sure as hell don't need." Everybody in the group smiled. An agreement was reached among the men.

"So, the plan should be simple to follow," Dean began. Tonight wa the night, and the group had little wiggle room to fail.

Car rides were always bad news for Hadlynn. Something bad always happened in a car for the past two weeks. Today was no different; Seth sat with no expression on his face as he drove to the arena. The radio was off, the windows were closed, and the only sound came when the car ran over a pot hole.

It was around 11am when the car pulled up to the arena. Seth pulled Hadlynn out of the car, leading her to the locker room with no hesitation on Hadlynn's part. As he entered, he threw Hadlynn towards the middle of the room. He only growled on phrase out before leaving the room, "Don't move."

Hadlynn remained completely quite and still while Seth left; she didn't want to give Seth any sort of reason to punish her. As he returned, she noticed that he brought an office chair and some food with him along with the luggage. Hadlynn kept her eyes locked onto his.

"What," Seth said coldly, " what do you want?" She continued to look at him. Her deep brown eyes never leaving his eyes of matching color. A sad, almost disappointed look filled them. Seth turned the opposite way, grabbing a box of food. He tossed it onto her lap. "You better get some food in you. I know how much you need to eat to keep that baby healthy."

Hadlynn glared up at Seth in disbelief. She wanted to laugh; that statement was a joke to her in every way. Rage pumped through her veins. This was built up for weeks. It was going to be a brutal, harsh reaction. It was being unloaded now.

"Don't change the subject at hand," Hadlynn said, attitude present in her voice. "You know damn well what's happening tonight and what happened last night. Or were you drunk again because that's always an excuse for you. You're acting like you fucking care now? You tied me up, gagged me, and chloroformed me for the hundredth time in the last two weeks! You know what? Fuck you, Seth. Fuck you and your stupid fucking obsession with a damn belt. It's a damn belt. It's not going to make you any better at anything." Hadlynn crossed her arms. She was bound to flip out eventually. Now was not the best time to do it, but it was the available time.

"You've done so much shit to me, honestly. You threatened our friendship, our beautiful friendship, to get a belt that we all knew you were going to lose eventually. What you did, what you risked, it hurt, Seth. It hurt me a lot. To be completely honest, I don't know if I'll be able to trust you for a long time. I know you feed me. I know you bought me clothes. I know you kept me 'safe and comfortable'. Sure, you treated me good for the most part, but you threw something that I valued more than anything. You also knifed me in a drunken rage, tied me up, kidnapped me, denied me medical attention with my baby, and secluded me from the outside world. You have a fucking obsession with me. You are bat shit crazy. I want you as far away from me and my family and my kid as possible. Do you fucking get that, bitch?" Hadlynn stormed into the bathroom after saying the last word, crying into her hands.