A/N: Some chapters will have dark undertones as the wrestlers cope with the fallout of the fire. Reader discretion is advised.

Amanda couldn't see ahead of her but she could hear them yelling for her and Finn to run towards the exit.

As the two did, Amanda screamed out in pain as a piece of the ceiling fell down and knocked her unconscious, Finn trying to help her up… before the whole ceiling caved in and knocked him out too.

Both heard Sami's frantic get quieter and more distant… before it fully hit them, everyone and everything around them faded away…

Amanda screamed in horror as her eyes were still snapped shut, Finn waking up and pulling her into his arms, lightly rubbing his hand up and down her back.

"It's okay, love… it's okay." Finn says, Amanda's screams quietening down as she looked around.

They weren't in the arena… they weren't surrounded by smoke and fire.

They were safe… physically, anyway.

A knock at the door made the two sit up and Finn hugged and kissed Amanda before getting up and walking over to the door, Amanda seeing two Toronto police officers outside.

Finn let them in and closed the door before he and Amanda started answering what they believed were routine questions… until the male officer muttered something that angered Amanda.

"What was that?! Speak up!" Amanda says angrily after getting out of the bed.

"I said it'll be no surprise if you turn out to be the one who set the fire!" The officer says, Finn grabbing Amanda to keep her from punching the cop.

"Out, both of you! There'll be no more talking to you or your fellow officers without a lawyer!" Finn says, trying to keep his own anger under control. The officers left, Sami walking in and closing the door behind him.

"Saw one of them talking to Kevin Owens before they showed up in this room… Owens is trying anything he can to sell you two down the river." Sami says, Amanda resting her head on Finn's shoulder as Finn held her.

Eventually, the three settled down to watch The Big White, one of Amanda's favorite movies that starred Robin Williams. Robin's movies, comedy and Tv shows were always a source of comfort for Amanda whenever she felt terrible.

August 11th 2014 was a day she's never forget…

"...It can feel like a death in the American family. We have just recieved word that Robin Williams has died, the cause of death is reported to be suicide by hanging…"

Amanda turned the Tv off in the WWE Performance Center, feeling like her heart had been stabbed and pulled out of her chest. She fell to her knees, sobbing because another childhood idol of hers was gone. It wasn't long before she felt Finn's arms around her slim shoulders and leaned against him.

"Why? Why do people… who bring us joy… hide the most pain?" Amanda asked through her sobs as Finn lightly stroked her hair. Deaths by murder and suicide had been an issue Amanda had trouble dealing with since the days from June 22nd to June 25th 2007, where another devastating tragedy had broken her heart.

"I don't know, lass… it's… it's not right, he shouldn't be gone." Finn says, his own voice rough from crying. He, Amanda and several other friends had watched Good Morning, Vietnam last night as part of their usual movie night.

Amanda moved to where she was sitting down and leaning against Finn as he continued to try to console the heartbroken 24 year old.

They would build walls back up before the next live event… the two wouldn't let anyone else see them like this…

Amanda rested her head on Finn's shoulder as he wrapped an arm around her, the two kissing.

Meanwhile, an uneasy feeling settled amongst the wrestlers staying in the hotel. A knock on the door to the room Kevin was in confused him at first until he thought he knew who was outside in the cold weather.

"Alright, I only implied that the fire wasn't accidentally caused, Amanda! I know you share those same…" Kevin says after getting up… but when he opened the door, it wasn't Amanda outside.

A man who was about Amanda's age or a year or two younger stood outside, wearing clothes warm enough to withstand the 8° weather…

But what caught Kevin's attention was that the man resembled a young Chris Benoit perfectly. He was also missing his top right lateral incisor because of a recent wrestling match.

"My godfather Chris Jericho called me earlier. Me and my little sister were in the audience at last night's event and I find out that you not only talked to police, you accused one of my dad's closest friends of arson?!" The man says, yelling halfway through.

David Benoit wasn't one to take accusations towards those he considered family lightly. Hell, he and Amanda had known each other since they were teenagers… they liked each other as more than friends but never escalated to a romantic relationship not counting the night they got drunk after the WWE Unforgiven pay per view.

"Hey, she's been causing problems for years, she caused your old man to-" Kevin shouts, David punching him and knocking him down.

David was about to lock Kevin into the Crippler Crossface when he felt two sets of hands on his arms and looked, seeing a bundled up Amanda and Finn.

Amanda was silent at first when she looked right at David and she too felt like she was standing right in front of the Chris Benoit from 3 decades earlier… the last time she had seen David was two days after the murder-suicide had become public knowledge when Amanda ignored Vince McMahon's instructions, got into the rental car she and Randy were using at the time and drove all the way to Edmonton, ending up at the house David, his mom and younger sister lived in.

17 year old Amanda pulled on the warmest jacket she could find and zipped it up, thankful she was already wearing jeans, closed toed shoes and a shirt instead of her usual summer clothes.

Edmonton's summer weather was similar to Daytona's winter weather, the temperature right now reading 46° as it was only 5am.

"Amanda?" Amanda heard, looked and saw 16 year old David Benoit, who looked like he had been crying heavily. Amanda unlocked the driver's side, unbuckling herself as David opened the door, Amanda getting out and the two teens hugging.

"Did he… did my dad really… do what they…" He manages to say, Amanda rubbing her hand up and down his back.

"I'm so sorry, David… they're gone. He couldn't have been himself when he did that, we both know he would never… he could never bring himself to do that if he was…" Amanda says before the two started crying again.

David quietly led Amanda into the warm cabin like house, where Martina was holding a sleeping 10 year old Megan in her arms.

"I'm gonna go take her upstairs, let her sleep in a bit longer… if you two are hungry, I can make some breakfast in a bit." Martina says quietly, instinctively knowing both Amanda and David needed something to eat.

Martina took Megan upstairs to Megan's room and tucked her daughter into the bed, lightly kissing the little girl on her forehead before quietly closing the door and returning downstairs. Sat at the kitchen table and trying to comfort each other were Amanda and David.

Martina walked over, hugging both of them.

"Martie… I'm so sorry." Amanda whispered, calling Martina by her nickname for the older woman.

"It's not your fault, little one… it should've never happened." Martina whispered.

There wouldn't be any peace of mind for a long time… and just a week later, Amanda's behavior shifted drastically from the baby faced American sweetheart fans knew to the broken soul who was grieving and refused to talk to any member of the media…

"Okay, David… I'm gonna say something to you that your dad used to say to me when I was younger." Amanda says once she, Finn and David were in Amanda and Finn's hotel room and the door was locked.

"No matter how hard it is when things fall on top of you, lashing out is not a good idea. It may feel good at first but the fallout is devastating." She says.

"But Kevin Owens was… damn it, Amanda! Why does WWE employ people like that?!" David says angrily, a gel pack on his bruised hand.

"I don't know, kiddo… I honestly don't know why WWE hasn't cut him loose. Maybe Vince just doesn't really care anymore… I've thought similar things that you have." Amanda says, David seeing a small scar in the palm of Amanda's left hand.

David and Amanda hugged and David nodded at Finn as if saying "Take good care of her." before putting the gel pack in the mini fridge and closing it before leaving, Finn closing and locking the door.

"The little scar on your hand…" Finn says.

"Was almost a week after the deaths… I was beyond drunk, grabbed the blade of a pocket knife and accidentally cut my hand open while staying with Jericho and his family when they were vacationing in Manitoba. Scared the hell out him when he saw me bleeding but I wasn't intent on harming myself… thankfully, Jessie and the kids weren't there that day, didn't need them scarred for life." Amanda says, Finn pulling her into his arms and the two hugging as Amanda cried.

"You wanted to stop hurting… through no fault of your own, you ended up hurting yourself more." Finn whispers, rubbing his hand up and down Amanda's back before she eventually calmed down.

Both of them couldn't wait to leave Canada… and if they had it their way, they wouldn't come back for a long time because of the painful memories it held for Amanda.