It was too quiet.

After spending the last three hours having tests run, her wounds stitched and cleaned and her arm set, Amber now lay snuggled into the hospital bed and tried to sleep. Only she hurt everywhere and worse, every time she closed her eyes she relived the nightmare.

Despite the slight dulling of her senses by the IV induced painkillers, her mind still refused to stop processing the events. She still felt cold...could still feel the bitter wind blowing against her face, the burn of her bare fingers against the frozen rock. She could still see Zoe, unconscious and bleeding, feel the fear washing off Dean in waves. If she hadn't made it...

But you did make it. Her conscious shouted. Be proud of that fact.

Mentally, she did feel damn good that she'd succeeded in getting them help, but it didn't help to alleviate any of the fear still stewing in the pit of her stomach. She might be well on her way to recovery, but Zoe and Dean weren't and that thought left her unsettled and worried. She'd asked about Zoe and Dean when they'd moved her into her room nearly an hour ago and received no answers. The only thing the nurses were able to tell her was that both Dean and Zoe were in surgery. In the meantime she'd simply have to pray that they would both be all right.

Desperate to take her mind off the situation, she scooped the television remoted with her bandaged hand and brought it to her casted one. The cast on her arm encased her from elbow through the palm of her hand to her knuckles. Which meant at least she had those fingers free to use, even if they were slightly swollen and sore at the moment. With minimal movement as possible, she pressed the button, turned on the television and began skimming channels.

Fleeting blips of network channels and cable stations passed by. Commercials about shampoo, adult diapers and some new prescription drug flittered into the screen and disappeared nearly as quickly. Then...there they were. It was the last hour of Monday night Raw and Roman and Seth were wrestling in the what she could only assume was the main event match. Amber watched as the boys worked against the Real Americans and she smiled just a little when Cesaro caught Seth in his infamous swing.

Seth once told her it was like being on a great roller coaster or tilt-o-whirl ride and had he not been in the middle of a match when it happened he'd enjoy it a whole lot more. Right now, Seth was doing his best to sell the move.

"King, we have some late word just in," Michael Cole announced as Antonio dropped Seth to the mat. "As we told the WWE Universe when we first aired, earlier tonight, Dean Ambrose, Amber Star and WWE executive Zoe Lynn were involved in a severe car accident while on their way to the arena." The camera cut from Seth tagging Roman over to the announcers faces.

"Well we have late word on the conditions of both Amber Star and Dean Ambrose. We understand that Amber suffered a slight concussion and a broken arm. She needed eight stitches to close a gash on her forehead and is dealing with hypothermia, frostbite and some minor cuts and abrasions. She is now listed in stable condition." Michael flipped over the paper. "We know a little less about the condition of Dean Ambrose in only that he's out of surgery and in critical but stable condition." Michael set the paper and the pen aside. "Unfortunately, at this time we still do not know the condition of WWE executive Zoe Lynn other that she's currently in surgery."

King and JBL both shook their heads. "I'm not sure we'll get anymore updates tonight before we go off the air," JBL added. "I'm sure the WWE will have something on their website tomorrow about all this."

"In the meantime," King said. "We need to seen good thoughts and prayers their direction."

Her eyes were drooping now as the painkiller began to take it's full effect and the announcers began to sound more like droning, bodiless voices set in slow motion. Fearful that her dreams would return, or new ones would form because of the accident, she fought against sleep as she watched the match play out. It was a battle she knew she wasn't going to win.

The last thing she remembered was seeing Roman spear Swagger and get the win.


With her hand now only partially wrapped, Amber struggled to hold the fork as she forced herself to try and eat the hideous hospital food. She wasn't much in the mood for food, but she knew after everything she'd been through, she needed to eat. Seth would no doubt force feed her if he learned she wasn't eating.

A quick sharp pain lanced through her broken arm and she set down her force and stared at the cast. They'd warned her about phantom pains as her body began to heal. She just hadn't expected them to be quite so...painful. She looked at her opposite hand and studied the scratches and bruises covering her swollen fingers. She'd abused her hand terribly while in her search for help. It actually amazed her that she could move them at all.

The door swung open and Seth appeared. She noted the quick flash of fear in his eyes immediately followed by sudden relief as watched her. Roman and Lexi stepped in behind him. He reached the side of her bed, wrapped his arms around her in a hug. "Okay...I feel better now that I've seen you." He pulled back, cupped her face in his palms and assessed her yet again. "I was afraid that maybe you were holding out on me and you were hurt worse than you were letting on, but you actually don't look too bad."

Amber lifted her casted hand and swiped his hair from his face. "I'm fine."

"Thank God," he replied. "Have you heard anything about Dean or Zoe?"

"I can answer that." Hunter walked in. "Dean and Zoe are both in intensive care. Dean has a concussion, a couple of bruised ribs and a compound fracture to his left tibia and fibula. He suffered quite a bit of blood loss. He went into surgery not long after they got here last night. According to the doctors for a time they thought they might have to amputate, but it seems that's not necessary now. From what I understand he will regain full function of his leg and at some point will be able to resume wrestling, but it's going to be a very long recovery period for him.

"Dean's not going to be happy about that," Roman muttered.

"At least he's here to be unhappy," Lexi reminded.

Everyone nodded and Amber asked. "What about Zoe? Last night, before they drugged me up on painkillers, I asked about here and they couldn't tell me anything."

Hunter sighed and shook his head. "Zoe...um...Zoe's situation is a lot more complicated and well...frightening.

"Why?" Seth asked as he slid onto the bed and wrapped an arm around Amber.

"Zoe currently in a coma and on life support," Hunter replied. Amber noted Lexi's gasp and how Roman immediately tugged her against him.

Doing her best to hold back tears, Amber closed her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. "It was her side of the car that the truck slammed into." She could hear the metal grinding, the screams and then the silence and she shuddered. "Do they think she's going to wake up?"

Hunter shook his head. "They don't know. They did the surgery last night in order to insert a tube for draining off the extra fluid building up on her brain. They also removed a small section of bone to help alleviate the pressure from her brain swelling. Even if she does wake up, there's a good chance she will have suffered some brain damage.

Amber let the tears flow now. She'd tried so hard to get them help, and to find out it still might not have been enough was devastating.

"The only thing we know for sure," Hunter continued. "Is if you hadn't risked your life and gone for help, she and Dean would both be dead right now."

"Wait?" Seth's gaze jerked back to her. "What does he mean you went for help?"

"She didn't tell you?" Hunter asked.

Seth, Roman and Lexi shook their head. "Well, I guess she's too modest to say anything," Hunter nearly chuckled. "Our girl here is a real and true hero. The car ended up off the road in the woods about twenty feet below the road. Even with a broken arm she climbed out the trunk, into the storm then trekked through knee deep snow and driving winds and climbed up the two stories to the road where she flagged down a passing plow truck."

Seth's eyes widened as he lifted Amber's swollen hand and turned it over to look at her fingers. "Is that how your hand ended up injured."

Amber nodded. "After I saw the blood in Zoe's ears I realized that she'd was really hurt. If we waited for someone to find us she most certainly would have died." She sighed. "She might still die, but at least she has a fighting chance now." She looked up at Seth. "I realized that part of why I didn't take those pills last month was because it wasn't my time. God didn't want me yet because I still had a reason for being here. Yesterday I discovered what that reason was. If I'd died then Dean and Zoe would have also died. My reason for being here was to save them."

"I'm not going to ask about what you're talking, about," Hunter said. "Honestly, I really don't want to know. I just wanted to let you know that you've already made the local news and most of the on-line wrestling blogs have already picked up on the story. Therefore, WWE is going to be releasing a statement about what happened and the status of you, Dean and Zoe." He grinned. "Get ready, because your life is about to change in ways you couldn't possibly imagine."