Dean was starting to think things were back to normal as he left Orlando International Airport on Thursday. Nothing strange had happened to him the past couple of days. He grinned when he saw Roman waiting for him.

"Seth's flight is getting in in twenty minutes," Roman said after they greeted each other.

"Thanks for picking us up," Ambrose said, "still can't believe they let all three of us go down here for two weeks."

"You get to train," Roman said, "Seth and I get to defend the tag titles a couple of times while we are here." He led him over to a bench where they could sit down and wait for Seth's arrival. They talked as they waited. Both glad to hear nothing strange had happened to either of them. When Seth arrived they greeted each other then left for the Performance Center.

When they walked in, the first person to greet them was JBL. Dean stiffened. He had heard rumors that JBL hadn't resigned he had been fired but no one seemed to agree on why he was fired. Apparently he was still GM of NXT.

JBL smiled as walked over to them. "Welcome," he said, "I'm sure you know where the locker room is."

"I'm sure we can find it," Seth said looking up at a sign that indicated where the locker rooms were.

When they arrived at the locker room they found it empty. They changed into shorts and t-shirts as they were only working out and not having matches. When they stepped out into the main part of the Center, they found two of the three wrestling rings currently occupied.

Joey Mercury came over to them. "Welcome back to developmental," he said with a grin. "I've been 'assigned' to work with Dean. It was me or William Regal and Regal seemed a little too happy to work with you Dean."

"I bet he was," Dean said remembering their two matches in FCW. He rubbed the shoulder Regal had dislocated a couple of years ago.

The three Shield Members started stretching. Roman and Seth were going to the weight room to work out.

Joey worked with Dean mindful of his injuries and carefully testing them. They did that for about a half hour before taking a break not wanting Dean to overdo it.

Ambrose rolled out of the ring for a water break. He felt like someone was staring at him. He turned around to see Bo Dallas. His usual smile wasn't present but he guessed even Bo couldn't be happy all the time. Joey walked over to him. "I didn't know Bo was back down here." He had been called up in May.

"WWE wants him to work on some things before he has more matches," Joey answered. "You ready to get back in the ring?" He asked.

Ambrose put his water bottle down. "Always ready," he said climbing back into the ring.

Dean walked into the locker room later that day. He went to his locker and found it empty. He saw Seth and Roman's stuff was still there. He looked in the locker next to Roman's but it was empty? Was this a rib? He wondered. If it was, he didn't find it one bit funny.

The locker room door opened and Bo and Sami Zayn entered the locker room.

"Hey Dean," Sami said as he walked over to his locker.

"Something wrong Dean," Bo asked seeing the look on Dean's face.

"My stuff is gone. I put my stuff in the locker next to Seth's and now it's gone."

"Is this it," Sami asked pointing at a locker across the room from where Dean saw his Shield hoody hanging on a hook.

Dean frowned. "How'd it get there?"

"Have no idea," Sami said, "maybe it's a rib."

Dean shrugged and changed. He folded his hoody and placed it into his bag before walking out of the locker room. He saw that Seth and Roman were still in the weight room. He walked in and sat down on a bench watching them.

"Finished already," Roman asked before looking at his watch. "Wow look at the time." He leaned over and tapped Seth on the shoulder as he was listening to his iPod while running on the treadmill and hadn't seen Dean enter. He looked up.

"We done?" He asked as he pulled out his ear buds.

"Yep," Dean said as he stood up. "I'll wait for you guys outside. He said as they walked out of the weight room. Just as he was about to go outside, he saw JBL walking his way.

"Dean glad I caught you before you left. The trainers want to see you as soon as you come in tomorrow to discuss the MRI results and if they are good, I'll have you and Bo Dallas wrestle in a match. Bo could use the experience and you can see how ring ready you are. It'll be more like a spar so if you need to stop, you can."

"Sounds good," Dean said though a feeling of apprehension went through him but he didn't know why.

Ambrose arrived at the center the next morning with Rollins and Reigns. They said they wanted to hear what the trainers had to say. When Ambrose entered the trainer's room he found a trainer sitting there. "Hello Dean have a seat." He said pointing at a chair. Dean sat and Roman and Seth leaned against the wall. "I have the MRI results," he said, "and everything looks good. We'll see how your match with Bo Dallas goes."

"Thanks," Ambrose said standing up. "Can you guys make sure my doctor gets the results?"

"Of course," he said.

The Shield walked out of the trainer's room and Dean went into the locker room to change.

"I'm going to see if I can find Sami. I haven't talked to him in forever," Seth said and went off in search for a wrestler he used to work with. Roman stood waiting for Dean.

Dean stood in the ring waiting for Bo Dallas to come out. Some of the developmental wrestlers stood around the ring wanting to see the match. Roman and Seth, out of habit, stood in Dean's corner. Bo walked out of the locker room.

"What does he think this is," Seth asked under his breath, "television?"

Bo got in the ring and he and Ambrose shook hands. The ref came up to them to remind them of the rules.

Ambrose and Bo locked up in the middle of the ring. Ambrose shot him off the ropes and tried a leapfrog which felt fine. He decided to try simple moves just to see how his ankle felt. everything was going fine until Ambrose tried a suplex and Bo somehow got his leg tied in with Ambrose's and when Ambrose went for the suplex his ankle twisted and he felt something pop or snap and he went down with a cry of pain. He lay on the mat clutching his ankle. The ref pushed Bo back. Seth and Roman got into the ring.

Ambrose had tears in his eyes. He tried to stand up but Roman and Seth stopped him.

"Damn it," Seth yelled, "I thought he said your ankle was okay."

Roman was staring at Bo intently. It was the look on Bo's face that made him furious. There was no worry or remorse on his face. He wanted to go over and punch him. If Ambrose didn't have a death grip on his hand from the pain he would have.

The trainer entered the ring. He started to examine Ambrose but stopped after a few seconds. "I've got a stretcher. I think we can get Ambrose out of the ring." He started to splint the ankle. They slid Ambrose out of the ring as carefully as they could. Ambrose gritted his teeth as he was placed on a stretcher and was wheeled to a waiting ambulance.

"You ride with him," Roman said, "I'm going to deal with Bo."

Seth didn't argue as he got into the front of the ambulance. Roman went back into the Performance Center.

"You know who his brother is right," a young woman asked from behind him. He turned around to see Bailey.

"No," he answered, "who is it?"

"Bray Wyatt."