6/10/13…

"Hey there, Bayley." Amanda said after the door closed and she saw a glimpse of the bright headband in her friend's hair, which was in its usual high side ponytail.

"What the hell are you watching?" Bayley asked as she stepped back and sat down on the bed as Amanda was stretched out on her back, knees bent up.

"New Japan Pro Wrestling press conference for their upcoming Dominion pay per view… Hunter wants to negotiate a deal with them." Amanda explained, not taking her eyes away from the Tv as she couldn't bring herself to take her eyes off of Prince Devitt… and neither could Bayley once she saw him.

"Damn, he is fucking hot!" Bayley responded.

"My thoughts exactly, pal." Amanda replied before the words "I don't give a fuck." left Devitt's mouth. "Bad boy type… mrow." She responded… and a little too loudly, it would seem.

"Mandy, no acting like a horny schoolgirl!" Roman shouted from the hallway.

"Oh, shut up, Roman!" Amanda responded, Bayley laughing as the two women high fived each other.

Little did they know how the landscape of both companies would shift…

Present time…

It was early in the morning a week into the tour in Japan that Amanda opened her eyes and tried to stretch her legs… but Devitt, hungover from a night out involving just the two of them, instinctively tightened his grip on her and opened his blue eyes.

"Morning…" Amanda whispered as Devitt brought his mouth to hers in a gentle kiss.

"Last night here for a while, love… damn, my head feels like Tama kicked it off my body." Devitt replied as they sat up.

"It's still early, you think they're awake?" Amanda asked… before both heard a thud and fall. "Tama?" She called out, the man she addressed confirming it was him with a painful groan.

Tama was pulled up to his feet, seeing Karl.

"You drank too much again, didn't you?" Karl questioned.

"Something along those lines… just nerves, you could say." Tama answered.

"We haven't been outside of Japan much…" Karl responded.

When they were all ready and having eaten, Tama swore he saw a woman who was the same height and build as the woman who shoved ice water down his pants and promptly hid behind Amanda… who looked up.

"Hiding doesn't work when the person's shorter… are you sure it was her?" Amanda replied.

"Yes, now let's catch our fucking flight!" Tama responded frantically before the group walked into the airport.

"He's an awfully skittish one." Amanda said as she and Devitt sat down in their seats.

"Never been different." Devitt replied, making a last minute check that he hasn't received any messages before they'd have to turn off their phones and devices during takeoff.

Amanda checked hers too before turning it off, leaning against Devitt as his left arm wrapped around her.

When the plane reached Pittsburgh, the group got off the plane and made sure they had everything they needed before getting into the Equinox. Amanda looked around when Luke stopped the car in the parking lot, noticing the screaming and cheering fans immediately.

"I think it'll take time to acclimate to being over here again, love." Devitt said as they got out.

"They seem a little… angry." Amanda replied before both had to duck as rocks and stones were thrown. "Yep… teenage fangirls." She muttered.

In the arena, Seth's head snapped up as the doors opened and he saw Devitt… his neutral look turned into a glare until he was stopped by Dean.

"Hey, calm it, you hear me? Calm. It. Down." Dean said in a solid tone.

"Hey, Devy. Well… Dianne wanted me to give you these, a welcome back present for you and Mandy was what she said." Enzo said as he waved Devitt down, before he handed a small envelope to him. Devitt opened it, seeing that within were tickets to a comedy sketch show going on in town the night following their next event. "It's not exactly a very big part, but… she, Ace and Wayne got themselves a small slot in the performance."

"Sounds like fun. I can tell he doesn't think so though." Devitt responded after putting the tickets in his jeans pocket, noticing the angry look from Seth.

"He'll cool off… at some point." Amanda replied, being as careful as she could with her right shoulder which was sore as a result of a mistimed kick at Saturday's New Japan Pro Wrestling event… unlike Hiroshi, Okada apologized and there was no tension. "Enzo… Cody didn't react much differently to me leaving last week, did he?" She asked.

"He's been asking for you though." Enzo explained, Amanda about to walk to it on her own when Devitt wrapped his right hand around her left one. The two headed down the hallway together and Amanda knocked on the door… when it opened, Dustin smiled and let them in and Cody looked up.

"Hey…" Amanda said, shuffling her right foot for a second as Cody stood up.

"She's back, Cody… didn't you miss her?" Dustin replied.

"Back but not alone." Cody muttered.

"Cody, there's no need for any hostility… now I've only known Mandy for a few days but I really like her and she likes me, we're getting along greatly." Devitt responded, Cody turning to him and about to yell… until the door opened and Chris Jericho walked in.

"Hey, there you are!" Chris said, him and Amanda hugging before he and Devitt shook hands for a few seconds. "Treat that little lady with respect, kid. Now go have fun, you two." He replied before getting them to leave, Cody sulking until Dustin nudged him.

"That could've gone bad… I don't get why Cody's being jealous when he cheated on me." Amanda responded before they sat down on a production crate nearby and she leaned against Devitt as his right arm wrapped around her and lightly rubbed her bruised shoulder. "Unless it him being territorial and not jealous." She said as Aestrid walked over. "Hey, Ace." She replied as Aestrid handed them a script.

"Surrounding her… she won't be in any danger between the time they'll try to drag her back and when we get out there, right?" Devitt asked, knowing from what Amanda told him that Seth wouldn't hesitate to hit her when Amanda would fight back.

"Hopefully he keeps his anger in control." Aestrid answered.

But the three knew it was wishful thinking.