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Hope we are all well today. We're on the final leg of this story which means it'll be finishing soon *sad face* But there's still more to go until then! I just want to apologise now for the match in this chapter. I'm awful at writing fight scenes and I kind of hate how this is written. But it isn't going to get any better and this is the final product. So I'm sorry for how crap it is lol.

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This chapter is named after 'Fighter' by Christina Aguilera.

Holly Helmsley's Point Of View

There was an awkwardness in the air the next week as we met in Hunter's office the afternoon before the match between The Shield and The League Of Nations. I sat there uncomfortably, my hands held tightly together in my lap, and I knew I'd rather be anywhere else in the world than in this room at that moment.

It was a room filled with unanswered questions, unhappy people, animosity filled relationships, angry individuals, and an intensity that made me afraid to speak a single word. I just wanted a black hole to appear beneath me and suck me up.

What I wouldn't give for Paige and Sasha to run in here, grab my hand and take me away…

Literally a month ago, this would have been a group of people who loved each other, got on with one another and would essentially consider each other close. But now it could not be more was a bitterness between Hunter and I, a hatred between Dean and Hunter, and animosity between Dean and Randy that was off the scale.

There was a lot of bad blood in the room and it was hard to know where to look.

I trusted only three people and that was Dean, Seth and Roman. But sadly we'd all been thrust into the same situation and had suddenly been reunited over a shared enemy. So all the anger and fighting between us had to be stopped for now. We had to become allies once again and get on in order to rid ourselves of our mutual problem.

It wasn't easy. It was far from it. But it was necessary and it had to be done.

I gazed around at the people I'd once considered my closest peers, looking at them one by one until my eyes finally landed on Randy, and I couldn't help the way my shoulders dropped in sadness. Out of everybody in this room, including Dean, it was my relationship with Randy that had changed the most. It had gone through so many ups and downs in these last few weeks that sometimes it was hard to keep up.

Casual friends, brotherly affection, best friends, romance, betrayal and finally strangers.

We'd seen it all.

It was just a shame that we'd ended things the way we had. The man had been my best friend for almost half my life, but due to jealousy we'd become nothing, acting like mere strangers. And now, as we sat in the room next to each other, we could barely look at each other.

It was just crazy how things had changed so drastically.

"So," began my brother as he sat comfortably behind his desk. "Tonight is obviously a pretty big deal for us all, and we know what needs to be done. I won't accept excuses, it is completely and utterly necessary that Sheamus does not come out of this the victor."

"Obviously," I said, rolling my eyes.

"He may have acquired help tonight, but that shouldn't dampen our spirits. He may have friends but that team doesn't have what The Shield has, and that's unity. You boys know each other like the back of your hand." He looked up at Dean. "And even though we've had our… issues the last week or so, I have complete faith in you three as wrestlers. I trust you totally to get the job done for Holly tonight."

"We'll fight to the end," Roman assured the room.

"He got the upperhand over us last week," said Seth. "We don't let the same mistakes happen twice."

Dean remained silent, offering my brother a simple nod.

I agreed with Hunter a hundred percent. If there was a team I wanted fighting on my behalf then it was The Shield. Their skills in the ring were impeccable, and their unity as a team was as astounding as their talents as individual fighters. They were different yet completely the same, their abilities making them unpredictable and a strong foe to go up against.

But whilst this was all good and well, I couldn't help but focus and worry about the one thing The League Of Nations had over us.

Numbers.

No matter which way we looked at this, it was four against three. They had that extra man, that extra fighter, and that could make so much difference to the outcome of the match. I only had to look at what happened last week to realise that. Rusev, Barrett and Del Rio all took charge of Dean, Seth and Roman whilst Sheamus was able to walk around and do what he liked.

It didn't matter how strong or powerful the hounds were, Sheamus still had the benefit of an extra man.

"That's all well and good," I said, my arms folded. "But it doesn't help address the huge elephant in the room."

"What's that?" Hunter asked.

"They out-number us completely," I said as if it were obvious. "They have the upperhand, Hunter. There's no way we can win as long as they have extra man power."

Hunter sighed. "I know, and it's not ideal. But it's what we have to work with. It's The League Of Nations against The Shield. They have more fighters than we do."

"Can't we add an extra person?" I suggested. "Can't we have someone else on our side?"

"The Shield has three members, Holly," Hunter told me. "And the match stipulates that-"

"Add me," came a voice, and no one was more surprised than I was to see that voice belonged to Randy Orton. Everyone in the room turned to look at him.

Confusion was etched upon my face, his offer totally unexpected. The last words I'd ever uttered to him was that I hated him. So why was he here offering to fight alongside the man he despised in order to protect me?

"Add you how?" Hunter asked.

"Add me to the match," Randy suggested. "Even up the numbers. There's three on our side, add me to the team to make it four."

"Randy…" my voice trailed off.

"That wasn't the stipulation," Hunter said.

"Then make it a stipulation," said Randy in earnest. "You guys run the show so you can add more people to the fight. Sheamus is an unemployed little runt who shouldn't even be having a match in the first place. Stop letting him make all the calls. Add me to the team and even up the match."

Hunter nodded and Steph got on the phone to Vince immediately.

"Are you sure about this?" asked Hunter.

"Certain," Rand replied. "We want Sheamus gone, don't we? We want Holly safe. That's the most important thing to come out of this whole situation. Nothing means more than her safety and adding me to the match can help assure that."

I was in shock, I truly was. It was incredible. After everything we'd been through, after the way we'd made each other feel, Randy was still here defending me and taking care of me. I turned to look at Dean who seemed just as surprised as I was.

Steph got through to Vince, putting him on speaker phone, the room talking to him as I addressed Randy quietly.

"Randy, you don't have to do this," I told him. "I know things-"

"I know you hate me right now," said Randy, cutting me off. "But that won't change how I feel for you. I care for you and I want your safety more than anything. Besides, the numbers are a little uneven right now. You need me."

I stared at him for a few moments before slowly nodding my head. "Thank you," I told him. "I mean it, thank you."

"Anytime," he said as we turned to pay attention to the phone call. Relief hit us all as Vince allowed the addition of Randy to our team, making it now a fair fight.

I relaxed in my seat, a little more confident of victory now. Randy was the WWE World Heavyweight Champion after all, and he was one of the strongest men on the roster. If anyone could help us, it would be him.

So with the teams sorted and the match set, we were ready to fight. I was getting rid of Sheamus if it was the last thing I ever did.

xXx

For safety precautions, especially after what happened last time in the ring, it had been decided that I would watch the match backstage with my brother rather than going out to accompany Randy and The Shield. This was something I was happy to agree with. The further I was away from Sheamus, the better.

The League Of Nations and Randy had already made their grand entrances into the ring and now it was time for The Shield to arrive. Their music sounded around the arena and they made their way down the staircase. My brother and I watched on a monitor, my clammy hands clung tightly together.

I needed this to go smoothly, I needed the boys to win. I could not allow Sheamus to have any chance of returning to work because if he did my life would become absolute hell. It had taken me so long to get rid of him in the first place, I didn't want to have to go through it all over again.

I gazed fondly at the image of Dean on the television screen, a small smile gracing my lips. He looked so handsome wearing his ring gear, his hair damp and his face angry. I wasn't sure what it was, but there was something rather sexy about Dean's crazier side. I did have to wonder if the lunatic would make an appearance at some point tonight.

"They look prepared for this," Hunter commented as each man hopped over the barrier in their own individual ways.

"They always are," I said. "If there's three men I trust in a fight, it's Dean, Seth and Roman. They never let me down. I can always trust them."

I noticed him look down at me in the corner of my eye.

"They're good guys," he said.

"They're the best," I said in earnest, speaking as truthfully as I could. "They've never shied away from a fight and they have always put me first. It would be hard to find three men who are more loyal and dependable than they are… especially Dean. No one is more trustworthy or devoted than he is."

He stared at me thoughtfully for a few moments, his hands in his pockets before he finally looked back at the screen again, the three of them entering the ring, standing side by side with Randy. All eight men stared at each other, Dean immediately squaring up to Sheamus. Both men were nose to nose and I swallowed nervously.

If I thought I hated Sheamus then I had nothing on Dean. He despised the Irishman, he detested him in every possible way, and I knew the lunatic felt far worse. This wasn't just a fight for my safety, this was a fight for Dean to get even with Sheamus for everything he'd done. It had been a long time coming.

The referee eventually pried them away from one another and each team retreated to their corners, Seth and Del Rio remaining in the ring in order to begin the fight. I held my breath, silently praying as the bell finally rang and the match began.

Both men locked up, each grappling and fighting for dominance, a fight which Seth eventually won, grabbing Del Rio in a headlock, holding him tightly. He kneed the Mexican in the stomach, the man doubling over before Seth ran at the ropes and bounced back with a drop kick, knocking his opponent right of his feet. He began to stamp heavily on him, Del Rio cringing with each hit he took.

Seth ran and tagged in Roman, the Samoan entering the ring and picking Del Rio up easily. However finding some form of strength, he managed to hit Roman in the stomach, causing him to clutch in pain but Roman refused to let it stop him, backing Del Rio into the corner, hitting him with his forearm, the crowd counting each hit that was given. Annoyingly the ref counted him out of the corner and Del Rio gained some freedom.

Finding a gap, he managed to run to his team, tagging in Rusev and allowing the Bulgarian to fight. I'd never liked Rusev. His power frightened me and I knew what this man was capable of. Roman smirked at him before they went for each other, Rusev sadly getting the upperhand. Roman was thrown across the ring and rolled out onto the floor, the Bulgarian's strength something to be reckoned with. He stood proudly in the ring, beginning to taunt Dean, Randy and Seth.

It was a foolish move.

All three men stormed the ring, attacking the opposing team. Seth ran for Barrett, hitting him repeatedly in the head whilst Randy went for Del Rio, beating down on him heavily. Unsurprisingly Dean headed directly for Sheamus, happy for the excuse to get his hands on the Irishman. It had been a long time coming and the two became engaged in a heavy brawl. Whilst Rusev returned to Roman, Dean managed to throw Sheamus against the barrier before he jumped on top of him and began punching him heavily.

I gasped as Sheamus threw him off, the ref attempting to control the hostile situation around the ring. I wasn't sure how long it took him but eventually all 6 men returned to their corners, and Roman and Rusev returned to the ring. Rusev had done a number on the Samoan, so once he found a gap he rolled away, rushing to his corner and tagging Randy in.

"It's pretty even so far," I commented to my brother.

"The League Of Nations have obviously been brushing up on their wrestling," he commented in annoyance.

I watched the match nervously, the fight going on for a long time. Everyone was tagged in and out, the fight going back and forth, everyone tired, using up every last ounce of energy they had. Most of the wrestlers were lying on the floor to rest, the legal men currently being Randy and Rusev. Both looked exhausted, but both refused to give up the fight. In a flurry of punches, Randy seemed to be getting the victory. He bounced off the ropes, ready to hit his opponent with a DDT but Rusev grabbed him first. With a smooth Clothesline, he knocked Randy to the floor, rushing over to him and employing the Accolade on my former friend.

I gasped, Hunter and I looking at the screen with worry. Randy was tired and as he was being held, I could see his face turning red, his body beginning to fade.

Oh god…

"He's going to pass out," I cried in fear, my body beginning to shake as I grabbed my brother's arm. "Hunter, he's going to pass out. They'll win!"

I could see the concern etched onto my brother's features. "Come on, Randy," he murmured.

And thankfully our prayers were answered, Dean diving into the ring and kicking Rusev directly in the face. His boot contacted with a loud smack, Rusev dropping to the floor and releasing Randy from his hold. Then, rolling Randy as close to their corner as he could, Dean jumped over the ropes in order to legally tag himself in. The ref saw and acknowledged the move, Dean jumping back into the ring as Randy rolled out.

Sadly Rusev had wobbled over to his corner too, managing to tag in Sheamus, the crowd going wild as they both stared at each other. This was the fight I'd been anxious for but it was the one I knew would eventually be coming. They ran to each other immediately, punching and kicking and hitting each other with all their might.

"No!" I cried as Sheamus knocked Dean to the floor, punching his face repetitively. With Dean down and undefensable, Sheamus was easily able to go through with his vicious attack, Dean taking each hit like a champ.

"We've been here before, haven't we, Deany boy?" said Sheamus through each punch. "Only the tables were turned last time. I still haven't forgiven you though but I know now is as good a time as any to exact a bit of retribution."

I jumped with every hit to the face Dean took, my hand clasped over my mouth, tears building in my eyes as Sheamus continued his attack. I couldn't stand it, my heart breaking as I saw the far off look on Dean's face. I wasn't sure how much more he could take.

And that's when a loud Samoan cry sounded around the arena. The camera panned out to show Reigns launching forward and knocking Sheamus away with a Spear. He grabbed Dean's hand and helped him to his feet. It was one of those times when Dean's dark past came in handy, the man easily able to brush off the punches, something he'd done most of his career. I was thankful there was no blood on my boyfriend's face but I knew he would be in pain. Seth quickly jumped into the ring, joining his brothers, all three of them giving one another a knowing look.

I smirked, knowing what was coming.

Dean and Seth quickly picked Sheamus up, grabbing him and lifting him until his legs were on Roman's shoulders. Then, in one smooth movement, Sheamus was pounded into the mat with a triple power bomb, his body lying there lifeless. Without hesitating, Dean quickly covered him, pinning him down as the ref counted 1-2-3…

The bell rang.

The Shield's music began.

The crowd cheered.

We'd… won

Oh my god…

I could hardly believe it, I could hardly contain the cries of joy that left my lips. They'd done it, they'd actually won the fight. We were victorious. I stared at Sheamus's lifeless body on the mat, knowing he'd lost, it was over, and his plan had failed.

All I could do was jump into my brother's arms, tears of joy tumbling down my cheeks as he held me. I'd never seen a smile so big in all my life as the one that was on his face right then.

"They've done it!" I cried in pure joy. "Hunter, did you see? Did you see?"

"I saw, Holly," he beamed. "I saw."

We watched the screen as Randy rolled back into the ring and managed to get to his feet, the ref raising their arms in victory as the brothers hugged each other and patted one another on the back. Dean addressed them each in turn before he finally came to Randy. My heart was almost in my throat as I watched both men look at each other. It was strange; the last time the WWE Universe had seen these two men together had been when Randy RKO'd Dean, and now here they were as allies and comrades.

I nervously watched them, neither man saying anything, my mouth gasping in surprise as Randy slow offered Dean his hand. Dean smirked, nodded and slid his hand into Randy's, both of them shaking hands before patting one another on the back. I visibly relaxed. It wasn't exactly friendship, but it was something. It was a mutual respect and I knew that was the best I could ask for at that moment.

I beamed, looking at the screen proudly as each man stood upon a turnbuckle, proudly looking out at the cheering crowd as The League Of Nations took themselves quietly backstage where I knew security would be waiting for them to escort them away.

They'd done it, Randy and the hounds had done it. Their victory was gained and I knew it was over. Sheamus was gone and I'd never have to see his disgusting face again.

Again, a huge thanks to Tantoune, Raquel the writer, dutchangel1979, Seth Rollins babe, ambrose-kohli-girl, DeeMarie426 and my guest reviewer for their reviews.

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