Hello, lovely readers.

Apologies for the late update. It's been a very mad and hectic week for me and I've barely had a moment to myself. But thankfully I managed to find some spare time to get this chapter written for you all. So I hope you enjoy!

Raquel the writer – Aww thank you

Debwood-1999 – Aw I hope you're feeling better now :) Randy doesn't deserve her at all, but we know where her heart lies.

Dreamin'BIG – Haha! The drama is coming!

Tantoune – Oh wow! Thank you! That's such a huge compliment. I have very little faith in my smut scenes so thank you for saying that.

Kimberly316 – It's only taken them 38 chapter to do it! and yes, she has control over her own life.

LeaMarie F Metallium – I'll join in with that happy dance lol!

Gostcat – Yeah, they deserved a bit of happiness and romance before the shit hits the fan!

Rileyjade – They're one of my fave couples to write

KairiAnneYukari21 – Indeed!

Calwitch – Yes, they have options if Hunter doesn't accept what they want. And with Dean, everything comes second to Holly. She's his priority, and as you say she calms the lunatic. Everything he does is for her so he would happily leave wrestling if it means he can be with her.

LatinaWWEFan – Haha! I agree. He doesn't give a shit. All he knows is his wants his woman and he's determined to keep her.

Guest1 – Just because someone is 'tight' doesn't necessarily mean they're not turned on. All women are built differently and not all bodies are the same.

Guest – Thank you. Yes, we all hope that Hunter is going to accept their courage. They need some good luck for once!

Dutchangel1979 – It isn't one of my stories without a bit of drama lol!

Seth Rollins babe – I love him too! I don't think it'll go how everyone thinks

WrestlingDiva – They're total rebels!

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Labinnacslove – Yeah, she needs to throw Randy into the trouble lol! Hunter needs to grow up and accept it

DeeMarie426 – It is fiction, but I totally agree with you. There's nothing he could do to them jobwise. I guess it's their overthinking in the moment and coming up with all the worst scenarios.

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This chapter is named after 'Enemy' by Papa Roach

Holly Helmsley's Point Of View

Dean and I arrived at the arena Monday afternoon before Raw without any problems or issues. Luck clearly had to be in our favour as it wasn't often this kind of stuff happened. The precedent was that we would get found out or discovered but all seemed to be going well so far. Our presence was yet to be detected. Since Hunter had removed all phones from his house he had no way of contacting me, so he was unable to discover that I'd left Connecticut, never mind the fact that we were in the same building.

To get here undetected was more about hiding Dean and making sure he acted normal than it was for me to do those things. After all, he was the one Hunter, Randy and Steph looked out for, he was the one who had to be on high alert. They weren't currently thinking twice about seeing me since I was supposed to be in the house.

Thankfully Roman and Seth had managed to cover for him well enough that we were able to come to the arena straight from the airport. Dean's brothers were already there, so once Seth had texted us which locker room The Shield had been given for the show, we had a location to get to.

I wore a Shield hoody and a baseball cap on my head, keeping it down over my face as Dean led us swiftly through the corridors of the arena. I was not supposed to be here, and the last thing we needed was anyone recognising me or coming up to me to talk. Gossip traveled fast in the WWE locker room, so as soon as one single person saw me, be it a Superstar or even a runner, the news was sure to reach Hunter by the end of the day.

It was the best disguise we could muster in the time we had been given, so I kept my head down and kept a tight grip on Dean's hand as we walked to the locker room. I was relieved that no one stopped him or I, and we were able to get where we needed to unscathed.

We reached the locker room in no time, Dean knocking three times on the door before letting us in.

I pulled the cap off my head, letting out a sigh of relief, Seth and Roman looking up at us warmly as soon as they realised it was us.

"You guys finally made it," grinned Seth as Roman walked up to us, wrapping me up in a huge bear hug as soon as he reached me, lifting me from the ground.

"Course we did," smirked Dean, Seth giving him a friendly pat on the back. "You know I'm a cunning mother-fucker when I need to be. Don't tell me you doubted me, Rollins."

"Not for a second," chuckled Seth.

"We missed you, baby girl," said Roman, squeezing me so tightly I was afraid he'd leave me with a broken rib.

"Missed you too, big guy," I replied as he set me back down on my feet. "But you know I can't stay away from you guys for too long."

"So where have you been?" he asked me as we all sat down. Thankfully the locker room had a sofa which Dean and I sat on whilst Seth and Roman opted for the wooden bench. "It's not been difficult to realise you've been missing."

"What did Hunter say to explain that?" I asked curiously.

"He said you'd gone home with illness," Seth explained. "He's told everyone you aren't well and have taken a week out to recover."

I scoffed at his pathetic excuse of a story.

Seriously, brother? That's the best you can come up with?

"I've been in Connecticut," I explained to my friends. "After I visited them in their holiday home in LA, they shipped me off to Connecticut and kept me at their house. No phones, no internet, every single fucking door locked. No contact with the outside world and no way out of that place."

"Shit…" muttered Roman as he rested back against the wall behind him, his arms folded. "That's fucked up."

"Tell me about it," I said, smiling inwardly when I felt Dean's arm creep around my waist, pulling me towards him.

"Dean only gave us a few details after he spoke to Paige," Seth explained. "I'm glad he got to you when he did."

"That cunt thinks he can lock her up and keep her away?" said Dean. "No fucking chance. I was always gonna find her."

I couldn't help the blush that flooded my cheeks at his sweet words, his arm subconsciously holding me tighter.

"So what happens now?" Roman asked. "Hunter is going to figure out you're gone eventually. He watches Dean like a hawk, especially at work. I'm surprised he doesn't have this locker room bugged and is listening in on us as we speak."

"I hope he does," said Dean gruffly. "Saves me the job of hunting down the bastard and asking him what he's playing at." He looked around the room and spoke with a louder voice. "So if you can hear us, please hurry over so I can kick your ass."

Normally I'd despise anyone speaking about my brother like that, but after the shit he'd put me through in the last few days, I figured he could benefit from a beating or two from Dean.

"But what's the actual plan?" asked Seth, getting our conversation back on track.

"I'm going out to the ring during Raw," I explained. "I know you guys have a match tonight, so instead of you three fighting, I'm going to use the segment instead. I'm going to speak to Hunter out loud and let him know how it's going to be. I love Dean, Dean loves me, and we are being together despite what he says."

"He isn't going to like that," commented Roman.

"Well he doesn't have a choice," I said. "I'm a grown fucking woman. I decided what happens in my future, not him."

"Why do it in the ring?" Seth inquired. "Surely it would be easier to do it behind closed doors."

"Where he can do what he wants without fear of judgement?" I asked. "No way. I need to do this in plain sight, in front of thousands of witnesses. Not only will it make my point more important, but it will lessen the chances of Hunter playing dirty. Behind closed doors he can do what he likes, send me where he likes, beat down on Dean until he's broken and bloody, and nobody will know. In a ring everyone can see, and if I need backup and I can get it far easier. It's safer for both myself and Dean."

"Well you know we'll be here if you need as at any point," Roman assured us. "We'll back you up all the way."

A huge grin spread onto my lips.

"Thanks, guys," said Dean. "I know it's a lot to ask you to go up against the boss like that. So I appreciate it."

"We both do," I added.

"We're brothers," smiled Seth. "It's what we do."

I looked at the three of them, happiness flooding my body at the thought of their support and care. But the nerves were still niggling away in the background. I still felt fear and anxiety and worry. This was going to be no easy task and anything could happen.

Hunter was a huge problem for us and it was going to be hard to convince him that my relationship with Dean would work. He'd be mad at the fact I was here in the first place, but to know it was because I was fighting for the man I loved would only fuel the rage he already had for the situation.

So as I fumbled round in my bag for the dress I planned to wear tonight, I tried my hardest to calm my pounding heart down as I went to change.

xXx

My hands were clammy and my fingers were trembling as I held the microphone in my hand, anxiously waiting for my cue. I stood behind closed doors at the top of the staircase which would normally house The Shield, but this time it was only me that was here. All three boys had suggested that they come down with me, but I knew this was something between Hunter and I.

I appreciated the offer, but this was between the Helmsley siblings. So they had reluctantly agreed, promising they would wait backstage, ready to come out for me should they need too.

It would be unusual coming down to The Shield's theme music instead of The Authority's, but if this was going to go as planned, Hunter needed to believe everything was normal. He needed to think the show was going without a hitch and that his little sister was not about to make a surprise appearance and probably give him a heart attack.

Not if I have one first…

I shuddered and gasped, jumping a little as the music suddenly hit and I knew it was time. This was it, this was my moment, and I knew I couldn't fuck this up. So I took a deep breath, mustered every ounce of courage my body could give me, and walked through the double doors and into the arena.

The crowd reaction was a mixture of shock, confusion and excitement as I stood at the top of the staircase, looking out at the thousands of people I was about to address. It was funny how about 15,000 people seemed far less daunting than my big brother.

Once I'd had a moment to accept the cheers and applause of the crowd, I started making my way down the stairs, carefully maneuvering my way over the barrier with the help of a stage-hand once I reached the bottom. I wasn't sure if Hunter would have seen me yet as he was very rarely out in the gorilla. He was usually tucked up in the office, calling the shots and organizing whatever needed to be done. However as I climbed the steel steps and stepped into the ring, I knew it wouldn't be long until he realised what was happening.

The music eventually died down, the crowd still clapping and cheering. I gave them a moment, allowing them to quiet down before I lifted the microphone to my lips.

"I realise that all of you were expecting a match tonight and I realise you were all expecting The Shield in this ring right now. But there's something I need to address first. It's an important issue close to my heart and it's something I can't hold in any longer." My legs were trembling but I kept it together as I turned to face the stage. "Hunter, if you would come out here please."

I waited in silence for a few moments, the crowd and I looking eagerly to see if my big brother would finally emerge and confront me. I needed this and he needed to know. The truth would come out and I was determined to get my own way. I was going to be with Dean whether he liked it or not.

But it wasn't his music that suddenly sounded around the arena. It wasn't his body that came out. I frowned, my eyebrows furrowed in confusion as unknown music played and an unknown video played on the stage, the words 'League Of Nations' appearing.

Who?

"I'm afraid it'll be me you're dealing with tonight, sweetheart," said a voice from behind me.

I froze.

I stopped breathing.

... No...

My eyes widened.

Fuck…

I wasn't sure how or why he was here but I'd recognise that Irish drawl anywhere. Perhaps he'd been hiding in the crowd, maybe he'd been hiding under the ring. Either way, it was him and he was actually behind me. I slowly turned on my heel until I came face to face with Sheamus.

I swallowed.

Hard.

My bottom lip began to tremble in fear. He wasn't alone. He was flanked and backed-up by none other than Rusev, Barrett and Del Rio.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, my heart pounding so loud that it was echoing in my ears. I didn't understand, he'd been fired, he no longer worked for WWE, he wasn't allowed anywhere near me. I wasn't even sure how he'd managed to get into the building but I assumed it had something to do with the three men around him. Either way, I didn't have time to think or mull it over. All that mattered was he was here and I had to deal with it.

"Oh, sweetheart," he smiled. "Why are you surprised? You had to know I was coming for you eventually. You got me fired, you tarnished my name, you screwed up my life. And I don't stand for that, I don't accept that and go quietly. I'm mad, Holly. I'm very very mad."

"You shouldn't be here," I told him.

"Well thank you for pointing out the obvious," he chuckled. "But guess what? I am. And I'm going nowhere until I get what I want."

I hardly had time to ask him what that was because the crowd roared wildly as The Shield suddenly ran out from the stage, jumping into the ring and surrounding me protectively. A breath of relief left my lips knowing that I had help, knowing it would be harder for Sheamus to get to me.

I could feel the tension radiating off them, I could sense the anger surrounding them. Dean's jaw was tense, his eyes dark, a deep growl rumbling in his chest.

Sheamus merely laughed.

"Ah, of course. You've got your precious little hounds to back you up," he laughed. "But I learnt my lesson from before. I've got my own back up this time."

Within a flash the six men around us began to fight, Roman going for Rusev, Seth going for Barrett and Dean going for Del Rio. The crowd cheered, The Shield seemingly getting the upper-hand, punches and kicks flying everywhere as they fought to protect me. I thought we'd won until the tables turned.

Roman was suddenly thrown on the floor, Rusev grabbing him in The Accolade, Seth was suddenly grabbed by Barrett in a Figure-Four Leg Lock, and Dean was suddenly rolled into a Cross Armbreaker by Del Rio.

I gasped, the colour draining from my face as I watched each man held in a submission, screaming and crying out in pain, the sounds aloud for the entire crowd to hear. Seth tried tapping, but what was the use? This wasn't a match and there was no way out of it until Sheamus said so.

"STOP!" I screamed as tears pooled in the corners of my eyes, panic flooding my body. "Let them go!"

I couldn't watch this. I couldn't watch the sweat of pain run down Roman's face. I could bear to look at the hurting scrunched up look on Seth's features. My ears could hardly bear the cries coming from Dean's mouth.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to be sick. I needed to do something so I rushed to Del Rio, trying my hardest to pry his hands away from Dean's arm. But it was useless. He was far stronger than I could ever be. Sheamus pushed me away immediately, a smug grin on his lips as I stumbled backwards.

"It hurts when the shoe is on the other foot, doesn't it?" he said.

I looked up at him, my vision blurred from my tears, anger coursing through my veins. I wanted to hit him, I wanted to kill him… anything to help my friends.

"Tell them to stop…" I begged. "Please."

"Like I said before, there's something I want," he told me. "You listen to me and agree to my terms and I let them go. It's simple, Holly."

"What do you want?" I asked.

"A match," he said. "It's very simple. I just want a match. The League of Nations Vs The Shield. If you win, I walk away, I never come back and you're rid of me for good."

"And if you win?" I asked.

"I get my job back," he said. "I get my briefcase back, and you can't say another thing to me again. Nor can your brother and neither can your sister-in-law. I have a job for life and I'm reinstated as the wrestler I once was."

I shook my head in disgust, unable to believe he was actually asking for this. Why would my brother ever give him his job back? He had to be crazy.

"Why would we agree to something as foolish and crazy as that?" I asked him.

"Because my boys can keep these submissions going as long as they need to," he smirked. And with a click of his fingers it was like it all suddenly got more intense, as if the submissions held previously had only been half powerful. Rusev suddenly bent Roman's back more, Barrett tightened his legs around Seth's and Del Rio pulled Dean's arm harder.

The cries and screams of pain pierced through my ears, the noise unbearable. I clutched at my head.

"Stop it!" I yelled so loudly that it burnt the back of my throat. "You're going to hurt them! ENOUGH!"

"It's quite simple, Holly," Sheamus said over the cries. "Agree to the match and I let them go."

I looked down at them, seeing the pain on their faces, seeing the hurt in their eyes. I knew I couldn't give Sheamus this match but I also knew I couldn't leave my friends and the man I loved in this position.

I didn't know what to do… I honestly didn't.

"The clock in ticking, Holly," said Sheamus. "And the submissions will only get worse. Would be a shame to send Roman home to his daughter with a broken spine wouldn't it?"

"Stop it," I begged, tears tumbling down my cheeks. "I'm begging you… please stop…"

"Alberto here has broken arms before, you know," he smiled.

"Stop!" I cried, my hands clutching my head tighter.

"Agree to my match then," Sheamus said. "It's so simple."

I wanted to scream, I wanted to drop to my knees and pull each man off my friends but I couldn't. There was nothing I could do unless I agreed. I wasn't sure how much longer each man would last. Seth was tapping out as hard as he could even though it was to no avail. Roman was already fading, Rusev's hands around his head meaning he was close to passing out. And all Dean could do was scream. All he could do was cry and yell and scream at the top of his lungs.

They weren't going to last. They were going to get seriously hurt before The League Of Nations let go.

I had no choice… I had to let him have his match.

I barely heard my brother marching down the ramp towards me before I'd already spoken.

"Fine," I said, sobbing. "Have your damn match. Just let them go."

"Pleasure doing business with you," smirked Sheamus, all three men instantly letting my friends go. Hunter quickly jumped into the ring but the four men managed to leave it before they could. I looked at Roman, Seth and Dean lying lifeless on the mat, each one unable to move, each one needing to get their strength back.

I looked up at Hunter as he slowly approached me, and I didn't expect what I saw. I wasn't sure if it was because of the state I was in or if it was because I'd just had to confront the man who terrified me the most in this world, but he didn't seem angry or confused as to why I was even here. All I saw in his eyes was concern.

The League Of Nations music hit, my head turning to see them marching up the ramp, smug looks on their faces. I hardly noticed my brother's arm around me. All I could do was try not to scream and sob and lash out.

Sheamus was back, and he'd royally fucked me up.

Again, a huge thanks to Raquel the writer, Debwood-1999, dreamin'BIG, Tantoune, kimberly316, LeaMarie F Metallium, gostcat, rileyjade, KairiAnneYukari21, calwitch, LatinaWWEFan, Guest1, dutchangel1979, Seth Rollins babe, WrestlingDiva, 2112brittbritt, labinnacslove, DeeMarie426, ambrose-kohli-girl and my 3 guest reviewers for their words about the last chapter.