Chapter 3 – New Assistant

Doc Sampson checked Amaya eyes once more. He'd never seen anyone throw up so much in his entire life; but once she said she had eaten before Cena drug her out to the ring and combined with the concussion he then understood. "Well as far as I can tell it's only a mild concussion Amaya. The boys from the Shield will be happy to hear that."

Amaya shook her head. "I can't believe they came out there and took my contract. Someone said they were getting too far into character but I met them personally when they were still down in developmental. All three were nice guys."

Doc Sampson nodded. "Absolutely they've never given me any shit when I had to treat them since they've been here."

Amaya nodded. "How was Seth's head last night after their TLC match?"

"You know he's a tough little son of a bitch. He didn't even have a concussion or anything. He was dazed and had a headache, but nothing else. He took a couple of extra strength Excedrin and that was it." Doc chuckled. He grabbed an ice pack and popped the packet in the middle and shook his up. "Here put this on the back of your head. I gave you a shot for the nausea and one for the pain that you are in, but I'll give you a script for pain pills and I've got some extra ice packs."

Amaya shook her head. "Don't bother with the pain pills; I hate prescription pain pills. I'll stop at the store and get some Excedrin or Tylenol. I'll be good I promise." She watched as Doc nodded in understanding.

"Okay, well just relax a little until the guys come back to get you." Do Sampson ordered gently. He watched as Amaya nodded as she laid down on her side.

Seth watched as Roman came out of the shower room last dressed in his jeans, sneakers and a navy blue t-shirt; his long black hair was slicked back and in a tail at the nape of his neck. They both grabbed their bags and sent Dean a text and let him know they were on their way to the trainer's office.

Dean met the guys in front of the closed door to the trainer's office and stopped both of the guys before they opened the door. He leaned over and patted his fist on Roman's shoulder and then on Seth's.

Dean licked his dry lips. "I'm going to say something to both of you and I want you to listen. You both need to talk about this girl and make sure you have her best interest at heart. Just make sure you set ground rules. There are going to be times when you both are going to want to take her in the same bed at the same time. And there will be times when you each will want your alone time with her. You need to also make sure if she is traveling with us that you also get her own room in the suite, because she's going to have time when she's not going to want to fuck with either of you and she'll need her own place and her own space to retreat; you're both going to have to give it to her as well." Dean knew the two of them had had feelings for the caramel haired beauty since FCW/NXT but she was Cena's assistant.

And now - now she was fair game; even though the situation was anything but a game. Dean had done this once with his old tag partner and best friend Solomon Crowe; when they were in CZW –also known as Combat Zone Wrestling- back in 2009-2011. They shared a girlfriend for a year and a half and everything had been great until Dean fell head over heels in love with her, but she fell in love with someone else; thus breaking up the triple relationship they had going on.

Dean sighed heavily. "I know you both like her; I don't know how deep either of your feelings or attraction goes, but I wouldn't spring this on her tonight. I'd give it a few weeks and see how she responds to being our assistant. I mean, clearly as long as she's happy with us and happy to be away from Cena than you'll know."

Seth and Roman both nodded. Dean had told them about his old relationship with the girl and his best friend after he saw the two of them lusting after Cena's assistant. They watched as Dean opened the door to the trainer's room.

Amaya's aqua eyes snapped to the door; through heavy lidded eyes she watched as the three gentlemen in question walked into the room.

Dean smiled softly at her as he stepped up beside her. "How are you feeling princess?" He asked as his thumb went out and pushed some of her hair that had fallen out of the chop sticks from her face.

"My head is a little foggy from the concussion, but I'll live. And don't call my princess." Amaya admonished as she slowly sat up. "I'm anything but."

Dean chuckled. "Well you're our princess now and I'll call you whatever the hell I want." He was stern but a smirk crossed his lips to let her know he was playing with her.

Amaya smiled softly as Dean leaned over and kissed her cheek; followed by Seth and Roman. "You guys were looking good out there last night." She had to shake that off; for some reason her breath hitched in her throat when Roman and Seth kissed her cheek. That had been the weirdest reaction she'd ever had before.

Seth shook his head. "Were not concerned with last night woman; were more concerned with you right now."

Roman looked at Doc Sampson. "Is she good to go?" He jerked his head to the side indicating where Amaya was perched on the exam table.

Doc Sampson nodded. "I gave her something for the nausea and some extra ice packs. You'll need to stop and get some Excedrin for her head. She's got a mild concussion, but it's a low grade mild so she should be fine in a few days. Are you guys flying or driving to the next venue tomorrow?"

"Driving; it's close enough flying would be waste of money." Dean stated.

"Good because the cabin pressure will play hell on that concussion tomorrow, she should be fine to fly home on Wednesday. The second say is always the worst." Doc informed the trio. His eyes went from their concerned faces to Amaya's. "I think you're in good hands kiddo. You call me if you need anything."

"C'mon princess let's get you back to the hotel and you can relax a little. We stopped in Cena's dressing room and got your bags and we've got plenty of Excedrin at the hotel so we won't have to stop. We can go straight there and order some dinner; ok?"

Amaya nodded as she took the hand that Seth offered her as she stepped down from the exam table. "Thanks doc." She walked over and gave him a huge hug. "You always did know how to take care of me."

Doc chuckled as he hugged her back. "Anytime honey. They'll take good care of you." He winked down at her once he let go. He watched as the trio of men surrounded her like a cage and walked out of the medical office.

Amaya's head was still quite foggy as they walked down the hall. She stopped for a minute as she placed one hand on the wall to steady herself and one on her head. She felt a hand go to the middle of her back as she looked up and saw Seth's concerned chocolate eyes staring back at her. "I'm just a little dizzy. I need to stop for a minute."

Roman could tell she was definitely not going to be walking anywhere. He reached over and grabbed Seth bag. "Take care of her bro." He nodded at Seth when he looked back at him.

"Put your arms around my neck sweetheart." Seth rumbled softly in her ear; trying in vain to not be too loud. When she did as he asked he gently scoped her into his arms cradling her against his chest once more. He frowned when she whimpered. "I got you sweetheart; I got you."

Seth carried her out to the rental and he felt her start shivering against him; he knew it was from the concussion plus it was wintertime and there was snow on the ground. "Jesus Christ she's trembling. I think she's cold." Seth's eyes went to Roman. "You've got the highest body temp bro." Seth didn't care who she got warm from at this point as long as she got warm. Shivering and shaking would make her head worse with a concussion.

Roman nodded. "Let me get in the back seat before you put her in there. You're going to have to drive because you know Dean won't." It was very rare when Dean would drive; usually he got too nervous with driving in traffic. On an open road between cities and states he was golden; in city made him a nervous wreck. Roman got situated in the back seat as he watched Seth carefully step into the back seat and gently set Amaya next to him. "Come here honey; let me get you warmed up ok." He watched as she nodded as he wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer to him.

If there was a Heaven; this was it. She smelled so good and when she leaned into his side and her head went to his chest; he couldn't help how wonderful it felt. His heart was bleeding for her as her small framed body quaked against him; he knew it was definitely from the concussion so he needed to warm her up. He reached behind him and grabbed a sweat shirt. "Here sit up for a minute and let me get this on you." He watched as she sat up and he gently pulled it over her head and her arms moved inside to the sleeves. "It's a little big but it will warm you up faster." She moved to his side again.

"Thank you."Amaya whispered.

"Anytime honey; anytime." Roman stated softly as his arm went around her again and her head went back to his chest.

Thirty minutes later they pulled up to the hotel. Roman carefully got out as he lifted an already sleeping Amaya in his arms as Seth and Dean grabbed their bags and headed in. They'd already called a head to get a suite with an extra room for her and had all their belongings moved to the new suite. Roman took her immediate to her room and laid her across the bed. She woke up long enough to ask him to get in her suit case and get her black cotton sleep shorts for her. He was as she pulled her arms back inside the sweatshirt and moved around quite a bit. He chuckled as he watched her deposit her dress shirt, vest and bra out the bottom of the sweatshirt before putting her arms back into the sleeves and pulled her shorts up under her skirt as she unzipped it and dropped it to the floor before reaching up and pulling the chop sticks from her head.

Seth walked in and they both watched as her waist length caramel colored hair cascaded down in waves, before she lay back down and pulled the covers over her. She was out to dreamland not even 3 minutes later.

Seth, Roman and Dean pulled up chairs and spent the remainder of the night watching over her as she slept. All three of them worried about their new assistant each for a different reason.