A/N: Some flashbacks will focus on characters pasts before the story.

3/15/13…

A stormy week had been dragging on at that time, though farm work had made Dianne used to being out in weather like this.

A very much younger Dianne who hadn't yet been around with the WWE crew, who only knew Enzo from the time he spent in the area between tours.

He'd not been there for a few months, and Dianne had been looking forward to seeing him again later in the month. However, her thoughts of this were cut short by the sight of distant lights far across the farmland, in clear view from her bedroom up on the third floor. She wouldn't have been that bothered by it, the road ran close to there… but then she worked out where the vehicle had stopped, and she was quick to jump up out of her bed and head downstairs, pulling on her jacket as she headed out of the door, finding the truck keys from earlier still in the pocket.

She drove quickly towards the burial caves, stopping just outside. She didn't recognise the truck that was parked there, but the recognised that there were two voices coming from inside the caves and went to the back of her truck, taking out the hunting rifle before heading inside, cautiously examining every crack and hole in the caves.

Eventually, she came to the clearing, the most recent of the several burial areas, which dated back to the oldest grave in this part being sometime in the 1700s. Then she saw the two figures near the most recent grave, and raised the rifle… lowering it again when she recognised Zara.

"What the hell are you doing out here?!" Dianne questioned, before she looked at the second person, a man in a red plaid shirt with short brown hair. Her first assumption was that it might've been Zara having a secret boyfriend, she'd already decided that it wasn't that far-fetched.

"Reminiscing on the past… and thinking to the future." Zara answered, looking up at the man she was with. "We've decided that… maybe we all need some time apart, after dad's passing."

"We'd drift apart… being together is what we need to do in times like this, be there for each other." Dianne replied, Zara rolling her eyes.

"Did I ever say that staying together was the intention here?" Zara questioned, before her friend stepped forward.

"Look, you've been stressing your sister out a lot lately. She knows what you should, there's nothing salvageable here, you two being family is as dead as the rest of this cave is." The guy said, Dianne narrowing her eyes at him as anger flared up in her.

"How dare you… you, a complete stranger, how dare you just wander in here into centuries old traditional land and have the nerve to insult the dead, let alone try and get involved in a family you know nothing about!" Dianne responded angrily.

"Oh, you're one of those people, huh? Holding onto history, let me suggest something. Let the past die, it only drags you down." The guy replied, Dianne stepping up to him.

"And let me suggest something. Get. Out. Of this cave." Dianne said in a half whispering tone.

"Uh, I say he stays right here!" Zara responded, Dianne glaring at her.

"Oh, so you insult our ancestors as well, do you?! The both of you, no respect for anyone and you're so delusional you need therapy!" Dianne shouted in response… before she stumbled back as the guy shoved her hard against the cave wall… and when she raised the old M1 Garand rifle as she steadied herself, she was met with a mutual action as the guy pointed his previously hidden Glock at her too.

"Okay, even I agree with bitchanne now, gun away!" Zara shouted, trying to step towards her friend… only for him to kick out at her, not hitting her but enough to make her back up, letting her know he wasn't going to back down.

"I thought so… no respect for even your friends, you're probably just around her for the sex, aren't you?! And what, she wants you to help?!" Dianne replied, stepping forward a pace while the guy had been distracted by Zara.

"Language like that and you say I disgrace the land?" The guy questioned.

"You wouldn't even begin to know a thing about sacred land, or sacred anything! You're the kind of guy who kids become if their parents don't teach them right from wrong, if those kids on Scared Straight were never on the show, you're what they'd become! Not just disgracing history, disgracing humanity!" Dianne responded, her anger flaring up even more to the brink of absolute rage…

Then a bang rang out. It made Zara scream and cover her ears, and then made her jump back as three more bangs followed.

And while the guy's shot had missed, two out of three of Dianne's hadn't. They'd both hit the chest, and the blood fell quicker than he did.

"YOU MONSTER!" Zara yelled once she looked back, running to her friend. Dianne was speechless, only lowering the rifle when she fully realised what had happened.

"I had to, he… he was going to kill me…" Dianne said quietly, Zara tearfully closing the body's eyes as she felt that his heart had fallen still.

"If we ever turn this in, you and I will both be behind bars… we've got to bury him here." Zara said, standing up and cutting off her tears for the moment.

"Sis, I'm-"

"I don't want to hear it, don't you dare start." Zara cut her off, finding an old shovel against the wall and throwing it to Dianne. "Dig."

Dianne took a while to dig out a grave for the body, while Zara did her best to tidy him up. If they were burying him in this land, she was going to follow their generations of tradition. And he'd been like family to her anyway, she'd thought the world of him so to her, it was his resting place as much as it was her father's.

Following the burial, Zara let the rain soak into her shirt, letting the blood run out before she got into the truck with Dianne, who started driving back towards the house.

"Why… why would you be so concerned about not going to prison? You acted like it was… the complete end of the road." Dianne questioned, her hands shaky as she struggled to shift the old manual gearbox.

"The last thing I'd ever want to endure is 25 to life in the same block as you." Zara responded coldly, Dianne slamming on the brakes after hearing that and getting out of the truck abruptly, walking towards the house. "Hey, don't you fuck off like that, you're not getting off that easily! You killed a man, an innocent man who was defending-" She started to shout as she ran after her sister… only to be cut off as Dianne spun around on one foot and slammed a hit into her face, following it with a knee to it as well, which knocked Zara to the ground.

"You want me gone, fucking fine by me! Another month and you won't have to look at my face ever again, and honestly, I'll be glad to not see yours either!" Dianne yelled, before she continued towards the house, leaving Zara out there holding her bruised face and bleeding nose…

Present time…

Amanda waited as scripted, knowing that her match with AJ Lee wouldn't start and it didn't ease her nerves when she heard it.

'Sierra!'

'Hotel!'

'India!'

'Echo!'

'Lima!'

'Delta!'

SHIELD

Special Ops by Jim Johnston blared through the arena and the crowd booed loudly as Seth, Dean and Roman stormed through the audience and reached the barrier before climbing over it, each grabbing a microphone before climbing up on the apron and the music cutting out before all three narrowed their eyes at Amanda and Dean lifted the microphone up to his mouth.

"Thought you were safe, huh Tiny?" Dean asked with a smirk coming across as sadistic.

"We had a deal last month that if Adrian didn't win Dean's championship that you were joining us whether you liked it or not, Darlin!" Roman growled before Seth laughed, Amanda looking him right in the eyes.

"Y'all think you got me cornered, don't you?" Amanda responded before the lights went off and the trio in black turned startled… before seeing a jacket light up in blue, green, yellow and red and the lights returned, all three seeing Devitt next to Amanda with a microphone in his hand and Karl, Luke, Fale and Tama surrounding Seth, Dean and Roman.

"Whether she liked it or not? Then I have a feeling that you won't like this!" Devitt replied before the four grabbed the three members of The Shield and a brawl broke out.

Once the three were on the ramp and barely standing up, Karl, Luke, Tama and Fale joined Devitt and Amanda in the ring… and Devitt held Amanda to him by wrapping his right arm around her back.

"I told you three… that I'm damn good at finding ways out of trouble." Amanda said.

In the back, Dianne watched… and knew that Amanda was right.

And while it hadn't been the same kind of circumstances, Amanda had gotten out of a bad situation and was much more free than she had been in years.