The President sat silently in a conference area of an undisclosed building with General Zodrick, Ronda Rousey, Macey Estrella, and all the members of the repair team. The ceremony held to celebrate the Alpha Humans and crew who helped with the space mission had abruptly come to an end after the one known as Cesaro mysteriously lost control of his powers and unleashed them upon the unsuspecting crowd. No one had been killed (much to his relief) but several people had been injured and many of them were seeking retribution. In addition, news stations and social media had begun talking about the incident mere moments after it happened with false news spreading like an uncontrollable wildfire. All of this weighed heavy of the leader's mind as he tried to decipher how to undo the mess that had been made of what was meant to be a day of triumph and reward. The President touched the small bandage on his temple and winced. He then heard a knock on the door and motioned for one of the bodyguards to allow the guest to enter. His guests were Shane and Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, and the Alpha Humans (minus Cesaro) who had flown out to save the repair team already in the room. Each of them quietly found a seat at the massive table. Once they were seated, The President began to speak.

"Well." He said with in a burdened tone of voice. "I'll remain cordial and thank you all for making it here." He then put his hand to the wound on his temple. "There is nothing welcoming, however, about the feeling I have in my temple right now."

"Mister President." Stephanie began, almost pleading the man not to speak. "We understand the measure of what happened and we are ready to-" The President put up his hand, signaling for Stephanie to stop talking.

"I truly don't need to hear about how much you understand, Miss Levesque." He said. "The reason being me or any one of those people who were in attendance this afternoon not believing that you do. I don't believe you understand the magnitude of what happened out there. I wanted this ceremony to be one of the turning points we all needed and another step in the right direction to comradery, compassion, and unity amongst all of us. Alpha Human and Human. Suppressing the fear and the stigma that humans have in their mind for being one of you all has always been my goal so that our country would finally be shown in a light of peace and togetherness in a time where this world so desperately needs it. You knew all this because I've made it known to you many times over and yet… here we are. Damaged. Bandaged. Torn down with cracks in our surface and lights shining right in our faces for the world to use as affirmation for the one thing we all somehow knew we would never be able to shake… fear." The President stood out of his seat and began pacing behind it, everyone's eyes fixed on him. Almost out of guilt, Shane went to speak.

"Sir." He started. "I know this was a terrible accident, but that is all it was… an accident." The President stopped, looked Shane in his eyes, and shook his head.

"These people don't want to hear that, Shane." He said simply. "They want answers. This world wants answers and I'm expected as Commander in Chief to give them those answers. It is my duty to represent our country in moments where the world doubts our motif." He then pulled a small remote from his blazer pocket, pressed a button on it, and from the table came a holographic image of one of the videos of the ceremony being displayed on the wall behind him. He pointed to the video as he continued to speak. "When they see things like this shown on every single news feed and social media outlet contradicting everything that we worked to set in place, they want to know what it means. They don't want to hear 'it was an accident' or 'we're working around the clock to make sure something like this does not happen again'… they want the truth. We want the truth, Shane. We want to know… why."

Everyone in the room had their eyes fixed on Shane, and he felt every single stare. The feeling they gave him felt like a blazing grip around his throat threatening to choke the life from his petrified body. It took his breath, his actions, and his words from him as he continued to sit silently like a child chastised for committing a crime. After sitting silently for so long trying to settle down the worry, Ronda spoke up and cut the silence.

"You don't have an answer." She said, causing everyone's gaze to turn to her. "Do you?" Her agitation was clear to not only her husband who sat next to her with a large bandage wrapped around his head, but to the entirety of the repair team and to Zodrick.

"Rousey." Zodrick said in a pleading tone, only for his plea to fall upon Ronda's ears much like a rubber ball would bounce off a brick wall.

"You don't know why that guy went off and destroyed the stage, Shane." Ronda said. "Admit it!" Travis grabbed his wife's wrist to calm her as he knew where it was headed.

"Ronda." Travis pleaded with her. "Calm down." To his surprise, Ronda snatched her wrist away from him.

"No, Travis!" She said with a look on her face that would terrify even the mightiest of deities. "Our Commander in Chief asked Shane a question and all he can do to sit quietly like no one's been hurt or bruised or anything!" Ronda then reverted her stone-sharpened gaze back to Shane who still had said nothing. "People could have been killed out there! WE could have been killed out there and the only thing you can give us is a silent "I don't know" when our president asks you a valid question why? Where even is Claudio now, huh? Why isn't he sitting here with all of us!? I'll tell you why! He's not here because you don't want him to be here! You know he's a threat to all of our lives and hiding him away, sheltering him instead of trying to control him so things like this don't happen!" Macey looked over at Ronda.

"Now, hold on." She said to her. "We're all upset about the situation here, but nobody should be trying to control anybody. He's still a human regardless of what happened." Ronda turned her glare to Macey.

"Excuse me?" She said with offense. "You're kidding right? They're not humans, Estrella. They're Alpha Humans. They have powers that we don't have and we all know what those powers can do when not put in check! You know it, I know it, our president knows it, everyone here knows it. What happened out there can happen again. What happened six months ago can happen again and what can us humans do about it, Macey? Absolutely nothing, that's what! They can destroy this whole planet and none of us get a say in the matter at all! You don't think that type of power needs to be controlled?" Macey shook her head.

"That is not what I said." She replied. "I said nobody should be doing anything to try control another person." Ronda's rage only grew stronger as Macey spoke in an attempt at reason. It had grown to the point where it had reached a boiling point.

"Alpha Humans are not people, Macey!" Ronda shouted, everyone in the room eying her in shock. Macey narrowed her eyes as she felt anger grow within her own conscious. Triple H (along with the other Alpha Humans in the room) had obviously taken offense to her heartless remark.

"You mind saying that again, Rousey." Triple H said with a calm yet menacing tone.

"You heard me." Ronda replied, venom lacing her words. "Alpha Humans are not people. They're not humans!" The President simply cleared his throat and everyone had stopped talking to give him the floor. He took a deep breath to calm himself before speaking as Ronda's outburst clearly agitated him.

"Everyone." He started. "Please sit down." Ronda and Triple H took their seats without taking their eyes off each other. "No matter our personal feelings on the matter, Claudio Castagnoli is still a human regardless of his abilities, and he will be given the same respect and justice under constitutional right. I say that to say this. His actions, be them accidental or malicious, caused a great deal of damage to our country's trust in all of you. People are hurt because of him. He will answer to his actions at my request. He will appear in front of me personally and a jury of my own choosing in 48 hours. If he does not show, I will have no choice but to classify this as an act of terrorism and I will take the necessary steps to apprehend him. I hope that is clear." The President then stood to his feet, giving everyone a sign that he was going to end the meeting. Ronda and Zodrick followed suit and the bodyguards made their way towards him. The President looked directly at Shane. "I will make sure that you are given the details of where he will be appearing within the hour. I trust Claudio will do the right thing." With that, the President made his way out of the room with Ronda, Zodrick, and his bodyguards all in tow. Everyone else got up out of their seats and followed his lead soon after, but Sami stopped Macey as she passed by him, lightly grabbing her arm to get her attention.

"Can I help you?" She asked him.

"I just wanted to say thank you for standing up to her for Claudio." He said. Macey shook her head.

"Don't thank me for that. Our Commander in Chief is right. He needs to answer to this, but he's still a human no matter what happened today. I just… did what I felt was right." Sami nodded.

"I know." He said to her before shutting his eyes. "…and I know why." Macey blinked at him, mentally kicking herself as she knew her power flared up while engaging with Ronda in the conference room and she knew if anyone would have caught that, it would be the man in front of her. Sami then shook his head. "I won't hold it against you. I'm just gonna say… be careful." Sami then turned around and met with his friends. They all joined hands and Sasha used her powers to teleport out of the area and back to the mansion. Macey stared at where they all once stood as if she were mesmerized by the lingering magenta energy. That is, until she was brought back to reality by Travis's voice.

"Macey." He called out to her. Macey turned to see him approaching her. "Listen. I'm sorry about Ronda in there. She's-"

"A prejudice hothead?" Macey said, cutting Travis off. "It's alright. I've met a few in my days in the military. Nothing new."

"Now wait a minute. She's a hothead, sure, but she's not prejudice." Macey shook her head at the man.

"Look." She said. "You're her husband. I get it. What she said in there, there's only one of two things behind that. It's either ignorance or prejudice. Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't see that woman being ignorant enough to spit out something that in there." Macey then threw her hands up. "We're all still shaken up a bit by all this. Hell, I was having flashbacks from a war I was never in. I'll give her the benefit of the doubt this time. No apologies needed." Travis simply nodded.

"Thanks, Macey." Travis said to her. "I still feel bad. I always do when she goes off on a handle like that."

"Well," Macey said. "You married her. You had to know what you were getting yourself into. No point in feeling bad about it if you love her. I'll talk to you later, Travis. I'm gonna go check on some of those people in the hospital." Macey waved then left Travis behind and he went to his car, his mind on Ronda and what was on hers.


The ride back to headquarters had been quiet for both Ronda and Zodrick as neither of them said anything to each other. Ronda was still upset about the conference, the evidence of such being written across her body language. She sat in the vehicle with her arms crossed and her mouth drawn into a seemingly permanent scowl. Zodrick, however, sat patiently as if waiting for her to speak. After nearly ten minutes of silence had passed, he finally spoke.

"You know," He started. "I could have you demoted and sent home after the stunt you pulled back there." Ronda, still fuming, did not move an inch.

"But you won't." She said to him, disregarding her rank against his as she turned her scowl towards him. "Because you feel the same way I do." Zodrick balled up his mouth and looked to the floor, confirming Ronda's suspicions.

"You're right." Zodrick told her. "I do feel Claudio should pay for what happened back there and I do feel Shane and Stephanie are protecting him from that. The problem is you constantly forgetting that you are not in Arizona anymore. You cannot scream your feelings at the top of your lungs anymore. That's not how things work."

"Why not, Zodrick? I'll admit that me saying Alpha Humans aren't humans was out of line and believe me, I'll apologize as soon as I get a chance, but-"

"Rousey." Zodrick's tone hardened quickly. "The relationship we have with the McMahons is a working relationship forged for the greater purpose of unity between Alpha Humans and humans. How we feel about each other holds no merit in that purpose. What you do represents our Commander in Chief. Remember that next time you lose your temper like you did back there." Ronda looked away from Zodrick feeling every word he said sting into her skin. "Not only did you embarrass yourself, you embarrassed me and very well have cost the President one of his most valuable connections. What you did in that conference room will not happen again so long as you answer to me. Understood?" Ronda bit down before responding.

"Understood." She said. Zodrick nodded.

"Good." He said. He then looked down at his feet as he thought about what Ronda had said in the conference. "I agree with you about humans being at the mercy of Alpha Humans and their powers." Ronda looked back at Zodrick as he spoke. "What Claudio did back there was just a fraction of what I've seen him do, but it still leveled everything within a 4-block radius, damn near. That type of power should be controlled and regulated so everyone has fair say should something happen."
"Well." Ronda said. "What do we do about it?"

"That is in the President's hands, Rousey, and believe me when I say that he is fully aware. Just keep in mind that there are ways he needs to do things. This is a delicate situation and he wants to make sure one side doesn't rebel against the other and cause unrest. He knows what he's doing and he heard what you said… because I've said it to him before."

"I guess that part's confidential, right?"

"Yes. It's even kept from me. Only he knows about his plan until he's ready to give the details to us. We've got to trust him, Rousey. That means no popping off the handle like you did back there. You put him in a hard place that he has to try and clean up." Ronda nodded.

"Understood." She said. "I do feel terrible about how I said what I said."

"I'm sure you do, but it's out now. You'll have to deal and better yourself from here on, Lieutenant Colonel. Mind your words." Ronda nodded. "I know I told you to take some time off to bid your former soldiers goodbye, but we likely have long days ahead of us. I'll need you in the office, so stay close by."

"Yes Sir." Ronda replied without thinking. "I'll be there."

"Good." Zodrick said before sitting upright. "Rousey. I need you to understand why I chose you to join my side. You speak your truth without worrying about how others feel. You're passionate and compassionate, but you're no push over and you're willing to go the extra mile to complete the mission even when it means risking your life. I admire that in you because it reminds me of how I was when I was your age. I truly believe that you will be the one to replace me when I retire, which is why I wanted you by my side. I want you to see what I have to do every day and learn from the best. I'm gonna be tougher on you than I've been on anyone before you." Ronda clenched her teeth.

"I understand, Sir." She responded. "I'm honored you chose me. Whatever you need, I'll do." Zodrick reached out to Ronda's shoulder.

"I know that." He said. "I want you to be better than me. I know you can do that." Ronda took a deep breath as she absorbed Zodrick's revelation. She knew that he used his status to have her promoted outside of proper protocol, potentially demoting others who stood in line for her position. What she had not known until that moment was why he had done it. It was clear to her then that Zodrick was nearing retirement and would not trust his duties to just anyone. He needed someone worthy of his status to take his place once he stepped down and he felt that Ronda had everything he was looking for and more. Pride and fear fell upon her as even then, she still had no idea what the full scope of Zodrick's duties were. She did know that she would not fail him after being so deeply indebted to him.

"Absolutely, General." That moment, Zodrick's phone rang. He pulled it out and saw that it was the President. He quickly answered the call.

"Yes, Mister President?" He said. "… Not to question, Sir, but are you sure? … Very well. We'll get it done… yes, Sir. We will keep you informed." Zodrick ended the call and looked over at Ronda whom looked to be trying to listen in on the conversation. "There's been a change of plans."


Sasha safely teleported everyone back to the lobby of the mansion. Upon arrival, the group was greeted by Brie and Charlotte.

"Are you alright, Ashley?" Stephanie asked. Charlotte nodded.

"Still a little drained from the shield." She replied. "But I'll be fine."

"Bryan and Austin just got here when you all left." Brie told them. "They're down in the lab with Claudio."

"How is he?" John asked Brie.

"I haven't been down there. I'm not sure."

"I'll go check on him." Shane volunteered. Stephanie immediately interfered.

"We… will go check on him." She said, making Shane look away with a shameful look on his face. "We'll be back." With that, She made her way down the hallway that led to the laboratory, Shane in close tow. The two siblings said nothing as they made their way down the hall and into the elevator. Once the doors closed, however, Stephanie spoke.

"You know something about this." She said to her brother. "Don't you?" Shane was hesitant to answer.

"I'm sure it was just a mistake." Shane said.

"A mistake, Shane? On whose part? His or yours?" Shane said nothing and Stephanie turned to look him in the eyes. "When we finish here, we need to talk. You know something and you're gonna tell me… everything." The elevator stopped and its doors opened to reveal the laboratory, the small metal room resembling that of a high-end emergency room full of state-of-the-art equipment. There, in the middle of the room, stood Daniel Bryan, Simon Miller and Austin Watson (known in the WWE Universe as Xavier Woods) eying one of the screens near the hospital bed holding a comatose Cesaro. Daniel turned around to greet the two.

"Glad you're alright." He said to them, his voice making Xavier turn around as well. "I hope you don't mind, but I brought Austin with me because I thought I'd need some extra brain power." Stephanie smiled at the man.

"Of course." She said.

"How's he doing?" Shane asked Daniel. Xavier sighed.

"Well." He started as he turned back to the screen showing what looked like electrocardiographic data. "According to the vitality monitor, he's fine."

"The problem is this." Daniel said as he pointed to another monitor that projected a simple dark blue screen. Stephanie shook her head.

"The Alpha Human energy monitor?" She asked rhetorically. "… There's nothing on it." Daniel nodded.

"Exactly." He said to her. "After using so much energy, his reading should be sky-high. Even while resting, Claudio's always had a ridiculously high energy reading. This time, though, there's nothing showing. It's like the monitor isn't able to pick anything up from him, which isn't possible because he's still here breathing and should definitely have an energy reading." Daniel then looked to Simon. "I asked the new guy here to get on the machine so I could test and make sure there was nothing wrong with it and it gave us a reading for him, so it isn't that." Shane swallowed a lump. It was almost as if he knew he had something to do with the occurrences but was unsure what to say to his comrades or his sister.

"Wh-what do you think it could be?" He ended up asking. Xavier shrugged.

"We don't know." He replied. "We don't have anymore tests we can run down here." Stephanie thought to herself and found a possible method.

"We can see if there's anything out of place in Claudio's mind." She suggested. Shane's face began to lose its color. He knew that Stephanie would not be able to venture through Cesaro's mind on her own, so he would have to guide her. That also meant that she would see the walls he had put up in Cesaro's mind. Ultimately, it meant there was no more running from his actions. Shane would have to explain what the walls were for. He mentally prepared himself, both for Stephanie and for the voyage through Cesaro's conscious.

"I'll go." He volunteered himself, Stephanie looking over at him.

"You won't need me?" She asked skeptically.

"I will. If something is wrong, I won't want to risk both of us in there. Just…" Shane hesitated a bit before continuing, truly because he did not want to say was he about to say. "… link to me and project what I see onto the wall so you can see it safely out here." Stephanie nodded.

"Alright." She agreed. "Simon. Turn the lights off when we give you the word, if you will."

"Yes Ma'am." Simon said. He then thought about the wellness of the man on the bed. "Doing that won't hurt him or anything. Will it?" Stephanie shook her head.

"No, Simon." She answered. "He'll be fine." Simon nodded.

"Will you need the rest of us to leave?" Daniel asked.

"No." Shane quickly answered. "You can stay. I won't be in long." Shane looked to Stephanie. Her face was nearly unreadable aside from her tightened lips which usually meant she was anxious. He nodded at his sister and she then used her powers to link her mind to Shane's and allowed his psychic eyes to link to hers.

"Okay, Simon." She said to Simon. "Turn off the lights." Simon nodded and went to flip the light switch. "Don't say anything about what you see in here to anyone, alright?"

"You got it." Daniel answered.

"Right." Xavier followed. Simon simply nodded.

"Okay, Shane." Stephanie said to her brother. "Do your thing." Shane took a deep breath to clear his mind then proceeded to try to link to Cesaro's mind. However, this time it took more energy than it normally did, causing Shane to worry (though he dared not show it to the others). Once he was able to enter the man's conscious, the room illuminated with clouds of red, violet, blue, and green. The clouds themselves were laced with vibrant strands of gold and orange, their appearance in the clouds resembling lightning bolts of fire. Daniel, Xavier, and Simon marveled at the sight of it all while Stephanie seemed to be studying each cloud as Shane maneuvered through them.

"What is all this?" Daniel asked.

"This is Claudio's mind." Stephanie explained. "Each one of these clouds represent a thought, either of the past or the present." Unbeknownst to them, however, Shane grew worried as the amount of thoughts in Cesaro's mind was far greater and contained more golden strands than the last time Shane had entered his conscious. It was then that Stephanie noticed that some of the clouds had what appeared to be broken bands around them and it made her grow skeptical. "Shane, what are those bands?" Without opening his eyes, Shane answered her.

"After the earthquake in California," He started nervously as he continued to trek through Cesaro's mind. "Claudio began to… complain about headaches. He asked if I could help him figure out what was behind them so… I entered his mind and found… fragments." Stephanie furrowed her brow.

"Fragments of what, Shane?"

"I don't know. I wasn't able to make sense of them. The bands are-"

"Psychic bonds." Stephanie said, realizing what the bands around the clouds truly were. "… Shane, what did you do to him?" Shane swallowed hard. Before he could answer, everyone in the room saw the moving image on the wall stop with Shane. What they all saw had them in awe.

"What the bloody hell is that?" Simon said out of shock and sheer confusion. What they saw was the source of the golden strands in Cesaro's thoughts and the source of his powers. There, shrouded in a rather thick cloud of red and orange, was the Mind Stone in all of its golden glory. It emitted a pulsing light that filled the room with a beautiful phosphorescent light that pulsed through the strands like blood coursing through veins. Shane had not moved his Astral presence since arriving, though not because he reached where he set out to go but also because he was beyond terrified. He knew that there was something different about the being in front of him. Then it hit him; he recalled sealing the Mind Stone behind a psychic wall much like the banding around some of Cesaro's thoughts only to find it had been torn down. Shane then realized that the cracks in the Mind Stone had grown larger and emitted a deeper red light from their confines. The others had not noticed these differences as they had never seen the being until that moment. What they (namely Stephanie) had noticed was the presence of the remnants of the psychic wall Shane had put up floating around the Mind Stone.

"Shane?" Stephanie asked, a hint of fear in her voice. "What is this?"

"This… "Shane started, knowing what would come afterwards. "… This is Claudio's power source."

"Why are there those bands floating around it?" There it was. The question Shane was dreading. That was the moment he would have to explain everything he had done and he knew that he would not be able to stretch anymore of the truth.

"I… " He stuttered. "I… needed to make sure he wouldn't… hurt us." Stephanie blinked.

"Hurt us?" Daniel repeated. "Shane, what did you do to Claudio?" Shane could almost feel the tears beginning to swell in his eyes as he knew what he was about to say to them would shake them to their cores.

"I… I… " Shane could not bring himself to answer Daniel's question. That was the moment Stephanie realized what Shane had done.

"You tried to block his powers." She said. "Didn't you?" Shane shut his eyes to try and stop the tears from falling, but to no avail as his shame and guilt won him over. He withdrew himself from Cesaro's mind and the images on the wall faded away. Simon turned on the lights and everyone's eyes locked onto Shane who sat in the floor with tears in his eyes. Stephanie's face was lined with anger, frustration, and (most prominently) sadness.

"Shane… " She said with pity. "How could you do that to him? He trusted you." Shane hung his head.

"I didn't know what else to do, Steph." Shane's answer angered Stephanie even more.

"So you tampered with the mind of another human being, Shane? That was your answer? Do you even know what type of damage you may have caused him by putting up all those barriers in his mind, Shane? How could you? How could you be so heartless?"

"He's not like the rest of us, Stephanie. He can do things that none of us can. Six months ago, he single-handedly revived this planet and saved it from the brink of death. Not even Mark had the power to… give life to the dead. It… terrified me… I wanted to make sure he'd use his powers only to do good things… the things we wanted. I wanted…" Shane then stood to his feet and looked directly into Stephanie's glossed eyes. "I needed… to keep him under control, Stephanie."

Stephanie shook her head in disbelief. Everything that everyone had been concerned about was confirmed by Shane himself. Her brother had betrayed Cesaro's trust in him by trying to control his abilities using mental blocks and psychic bindings to shield the Mind Stone's power away from him. Then it began to make sense. Every mission Cesaro attended, Shane was close by, in his ear, telling him what to do and when to do it. The emotions Stephanie felt overwhelmed her to the point where she could not keep her tears at bay. Shane stood in the cloud of his guilt as his sister broke down into tears.

"I'm so sorry, Steph." He said pathetically. "I should have told you." Without saying a word, Stephanie ran past Shane and into the stairwell. Shane reached out to Stephanie to try and stop her. "Stephanie!" All everyone in the room heard was Stephanie's footsteps as she climbed up the stairs. Shane blinked away tears and then felt everyone's eyes on him as he turned to face them. Daniel, Xavier, and Simon eyed the man in disgust.

"You've lost it." Simon said, on the verge of tears himself. "Real dirty thing you did to Claudio. And from what I know, he did nothing to deserve it." Simon shook his head and followed Stephanie upstairs. Shane looked at Daniel and Xavier with pity guilt all over his body, but all the two could do was look at him in a state of shock from all they just witnessed. Daniel then looked at Cesaro, back to Shane, and then looked away with sadness filling his grizzled features. Knowing that he had no sympathy where he stood, he made his way to the elevator and sunk to the floor as it closed. Daniel and Xavier looked at each other before looking down to a still dormant Cesaro as he laid in a peaceful rest, seemingly unaware of everything that had been revealed to them.

As the elevator finally reached the top floor, Shane stepped out appearing to be finished with life. It was then that he heard what sounded like John Cena shouting and arguing with someone else that did not sound familiar to him. The commotion woke him from his sad state and he tried to focus on the noise. He made his way to the lobby and found that everyone's attention had been averted to the front door. Shane then saw what looked like military police standing in the doorway and John standing right in front of them with Nikki trying to pull him back inside.

"The President gave us 48 hours!" John shouted. "He hasn't even recovered yet!"

"Sir!" One of the military policemen shouted back. "Please step aside or we will have no choice but to move you." John angered more, giving the official one of his angry laughs.

"John, please!" Nikki pleaded.

"Come on, man!" Mojo Rawley said to the official. "Give us some time! We'll get him to you!"

"Claudio Castagnoli is to come with us now by order of the President!" Shane then saw Stephanie run into the lobby.

"What is going on?" She asked.

"The President sent them for Claudio!" Noam told her. "They're trying to take him away!"

"What?" The policemen turned their attention to Stephanie.

"Misses McMahon." One of them said. "We are here by order of the President to retrieve Claudio Castagnoli for questioning and trial effective immediately." Stephanie shook her head.

"He's not even able to move." She told them. "We were given 48 hours from today to send him." She then noticed Shane standing a ways behind them and looked back to him. "Shane! Why are they here now? Say something! Shane? Shane!" Shane could hear nothing Stephanie or anyone had said from that point. He knew that everything going on was his fault and the weight of it all rendered him motionless. He knew not how to fix any of the mess he had made nor did he understand the magnitude of what he had done. All he thought about was Cesaro. Cesaro was the only one who occupied Shane's mind and it frightened him as it made him think of what might become of him and just how little he would be able to do to help… if Cesaro even wanted his help after what Shane had done to him. The pain of the guilt torn into his chest and ate at his lungs like a debilitating cancer.