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Consequences

Adam paced the halls of the arena in frustration. He had looked everywhere, the women's locker room, the Gorilla position, Matt's locker room, the catering area, he even called the hotel three times but still he had no clue where Amy was or what condition she was in.

Last night

"Matt said he would kill me if I left him," Amy whispered as tears fell down her face, "he said he would kill me and anyone who tried to help me. And right now, I don't know that he wouldn't do that."

"Amy, you can't stay here, not with him, and not when he's doing this to you," Adam motioned to the bruise across her face. "You're not safe here and I can help you, just come with me."

"I can't!" she cried. "Don't you think I would have tried by now, I can't leave, not knowing what he'll do."

"Amy I...did you try," Adam asked, her words sinking in to him. "Did you try? Did you try to leave him? Amy what did he do?"

"Remember my little dog..." she said her voice shaking as Adam nodded "he...he...oh God it was horrible...that poor dog." Amy then broke into tears as Adam pulled her into a hug. How could Hardy have done such a thing, to an innocent little dog, it was just wrong and sick.

"Amy I'm so sorry, but this just goes to show that you need to get out of here!" Adam said still holding her close. "That very well could be you one day if he gets a little mad at you. You need to get out of here."

"I can't," she sobbed. "He'll come after you and then he'll come after me, Adam. I can't let him do that to you."

"Amy, he won't do a thing to me, and I won't let him do a thing to you," Adam assured, "just leave with me."

"I can't Adam," Amy wiped the tears from her face, "and you need to go, quickly before he comes back. If Matt sees you, I don't know what he'll do."

"Amy I'm not leaving you here with him," Adam argued.

"And I'm not leaving," Amy said stubbornly "I couldn't take it if he did something to you..."

Adam walked down the halls again asking everyone he passed if they had seen the redhead and her boyfriend, but no luck. He began to give up all hope of seeing her when he noticed her standing by the vending machines getting a soda.

"Amy," Adam said as he approached the red head who jumped when she heard his voice.

"Adam," she hissed quietly, "what are you doing here?"

"I'm here to check up on you," he said, "I wanted to make sure he didn't do anything to you after I left."

"I'm fine; now get out of here before he sees..." Amy's voice was suddenly cut off.

"Well there you are Amy," Matt said from behind Adam, "I've been looking all over for you. Hi Adam, what's up buddy?"

"Hi," Adam managed to say with a forced smile.

"I was thirsty and I thought you would be too so I came to get us a couple of sodas," Amy explained holding up two bottles, "I was just about to head back but Adam came over."

"Ah well, Amy I think we should get back to the locker room, I told Glen we'd be back there in a minute to go over what we're going to be doing tonight. So let's go," Matt smiled at Adam before he took Amy's hand and started to drag her down the hall. Once they got around a corner Matt tightened his grip on her arm and shoved her against the wall. "I don't know what the hell you think you're doing, but you had better stay the hell away from Adam Copeland." And with that, Matt released her arm and started off back down the hall.

After the show at the hotel

"Stay here Amy, I'm going to go get a drink and then we'll go upstairs." Matt said as he left Amy in the hotel lobby. Amy just nodded as she sat down on one of the plush leather couches that surrounded her. She looked around the lobby and noticed coming out of the elevator was Adam and she couldn't help but smile slightly to herself and before she knew it she had called him over.

"Hey Amy," Adam said as he went over to her, surprised that the red head would call him over.

"Look, I just wanted to say thanks for talking to me, and I do want to leave Matt, really I do. It's just I'm afraid of what he's going to do," Amy explained. "So please understand that..."

"I understand Amy," Adam said with a smile, "and I just want you to know that when you are ready to leave him, I will be right here more than ready to help you."

"Thank you Adam," Amy said with a smile.

"We just seem to keep running into you today don't we Adam," Matt said coming up to the two. "Come on Amy, we need to get upstairs."

"Alright," she said quietly, "bye Adam." And with that the two left a very worried Adam Copeland standing in the lobby.

"What did I tell you about seeing Copeland Amy?" Matt growled the minute they got into their hotel room.

"You told me..." Amy's voice trailed off.

"I told you not to stay the hell away from him. And then what did you do the second I had my back turned? You went strait to him. I knew you were cheating on me you bitch and now I know who with and believe me when I get a hold of your little boyfriend he's going to regret the day he ever met you." Matt threatened.

"Matt no, please, don't..." Amy was soon cut off by Matt's hard fist sending her to the ground.

"Are you going to stay away from Copeland?" Matt yelled.

"No," Amy said standing up, a look of determination on her face.

"Wrong answer," Matt said as he punched her down. "Let me give you a little preview of what I'm going to do that bastard when I get a hold of him."

Adam sat watching some brat pack movie from the 80's when suddenly he heard a knock at his door. Pausing the movie, Adam got out of bed and went to the door.

"Adam," a battered and bloodied Amy said with in a quivering voice, "I need help." He took in the horrid sight before him and gently led the red head into his room and shut the door making sure to secure the latch behind him.