The 3 hour special viewer's choice episode of Monday night Raw was almost over. There was only one more match before the WWE divas and superstars would be heading back to the hotel.

'Good luck' Amy grinned at John Cena as he left the locker room to make his way to the ring for his match against CM Punk.

'Thanks Blondie, I don't need it though' he winked. Amy hadn't been in the WWE too long, she'd been there since November 09 and it was now June 10… so roughly 7 months but in that time she'd become extremely close friends with John, maybe because when she first joined the WWE half of the male roster had immediately took an interest and John took it up on himself to fend them off and look out for her, and of course being as close as she was with John, led to her becoming close with his best friend… Randy Orton and even though once or twice they may have been a little too close, they were now good friends… just friends. Besides John and Randy she was especially close with Eve, Eve had mentored her in the weeks leading up to her debut, and since then the two had become best friends.

'How's the shoulder?' Amy asked Randy as she sat down next to him ready to watch John's match on one of the many TVs dotted around backstage.

'Oh its fine' he lied, wincing in pain as he tried to raise it in the sling.

'Looks it' she said sarcastically raising her eyebrows, 'why can't you just take time off like the doctor told you too?' she sighed.

'I can't just take time off because I've got a twinge in my shoulder' he shrugged.

'a twinge? The ball of your shoulder is caught on the socket and its on the verge of dislocating, that to me is more than a twinge!' she argued, she admired him for carrying on as he was because she knew if that was her she'd be sitting at home crying but she also disagreed with him carrying on as he would heal a lot quicker by resting.

'Hmm shut up smart stuff and just watch the match' he said with a grin,

'Don't tell me to shut up or I'll punch you in your shoulder with your little twinge' she grinned back.

'That's mean' he pouted, 'you're so mean to me'

'I know, I think that's why you love me so much though' she winked as she leaned in and rested her head gently on his injured shoulder.

John's match against Punk had just begun, and so far he was dominating as Luke and Serena, Punk's disciples, cheered him on from ringside. The arena was going crazy with the Cena chants as he attempted to remove Punk's mask that he acquired after Rey Mysterio shaved his head at Over The Limit last month. The match had been underway about five minutes when NXT winner Wade Barrett appeared at the top of the ramp,

'Whats he doing out there?' Amy asked Randy as Wade sauntered down to the ring.

'I have no idea' Randy said with a look of confusion. Amy sat up straight with her eyes glued to the screen as Barrett got closer and closer towards the ring when suddenly out of nowhere the other seven NXT rookies appeared and began attacking Luke Gallows and then Punk.

'What the hell, is this supposed to be happening?' Amy asked in horror standing up as she watched Punk and Gallows receive the beating of a lifetime.

'Sit down… now' Randy said firmly, that was all she needed. It was obvious from the tone of his voice and the look of confusion on his face that whatever was happening shouldn't have been happening. The eight rookies quickly turned their attention from Luke and Punk to John who was still in the ring looking completely bewildered. Randy grabbed a hold of Amy by the wrist with his uninjured arm as the rookies began an eight on one attack on John,

'we're not just watching… we're not!' she shouted wriggling out of his grasp with her attention still focused on the TV, the rookies only focused on John for less than a minute before getting out of the ring and beginning an assault on not only Matt Striker and Jerry Lawler, but all of the ringside staff. The cameras were moving quickly from place to place as the rookies split themselves off into small groups to carry out the attacks. Heath Slater and Justin Gabriel were attacking Jerry Lawler, Darren Young was assaulting the time-keeper whilst tearing down the barriers, Wade Barrett and Daniel Bryan were assaulting the security that had attempted to intervene. David Otunga was pulling apart the ring and Skip Sheffield… Skip Sheffield had Serena backed into a corner. Amy knew Serena well from the time they'd spent together at FCW developmental and she knew that the fear in her eyes was real. It didn't take her two seconds to decide on what to do and before Randy or anyone else could stop her she'd ran out the door of the locker room, she ran down the corridor as fast as she could and out to the ramp, running down to the cheers of the crowd and quickly positioned herself between Serena who was on the floor with tears streaming down her face and Skip Sheffield who was bending down and screaming in her face.

'Get away' Amy screamed, 'what the hell is this!'

Serena pulled Amy back towards her, the two of them may have been in trouble later on for defending each when really they should be enemies but right now it didn't matter.

'Go away you stupid little girls just get back there… get back' Skip screamed into their faces. Amy helped Serena to her feet and walked slowly backwards with Skip screaming louder and louder in their faces.

'Do you think we want to hit women?' he screamed, 'just go away and don't ruin this for us'

'I dare you to hit me! I dare you' Amy screamed back. Skip grabbed her by wrist and dragged her towards him as Serena kicked his ankles. He threw Amy towards Serena sending them both crashing to the floor. Before either Amy or Serena even knew it Evan Bourne had come flying down the ramp and dropkicked Skip,

'you two get backstage now' he shouted quickly trying to help the divas up from the floor. Serena had a tight hold of Amy's hand. 'You can't be out here. Get back' he shouted as nothing he was saying seemed to be registering with either of the divas.

'I'm not going anywhere' Amy shouted as she tried to run towards the ring only to be stopped by Evan who literally lifted her off her feet. 'I'm not leaving John' she screamed.

'I'll stay, you two go… now! I promise you I'll stay' he said carrying Amy and pushing Serena up back the ramp despite Amy's kicking and screaming. He put Amy down as they neared the top of the ramp and pointed, 'Serena, get her back' he said shoving them both towards the top of the ramp before running back down towards the ring to try and help John who was now once again on the receiving end of an eight on one beating in the middle of the destroyed ring. Amy and Serena just stood and watched as Evan was thrown from the ring by Skip Sheffield who then got out and began to beat him.

'Serena… on three' Amy said as she looked at the shaven headed diva. Serena nodded and they both ran towards Skip Sheffield kicking him from on top of Evan and then continuing to kick him into the corner as they noticed Evan wincing in pain.

'Who do you think you are!' Serena screamed as she carried on delivering the forceful kicks to his stomach as Amy helped Evan to his feet.

'I told you to go backstage… I told you to stay away' he shouted. Amy felt herself being grabbed from behind and was ready to elbow the person in the face when she heard Eve's voice.

'just leave it, we can't handle this ok you need to get back' she said pulling her away from the scene, Amy tried to pull away but felt herself being grabbed on the other side, she turned her head to see Natalya.

'Serena!' she screamed as Serena was knocked to the floor by Skip Sheffield, 'I'm not going without her' Amy argued as she fought out of Eve and Natalya's grip running towards Serena and slapping Skip in the face before dragging Serena across the floor back towards Eve and Natalya. Eve and Natalya tried to force Amy and Serena back up the ramp and were almost there when Amy broke out of Eve's grip and ran back down to where Evan was now being beaten by both Skip Sheffield and David Otunga.

'I'll get Amy, you get her backstage' Eve told Natalya who was dragging Serena towards backstage. Amy jumped in front of Evan only to be dragged away by Skip Sheffield, she quickly got to her feet and slapped him right around the face again, he grabbed her by her arms pulling her towards himself before laughing manically in her face and throwing her with all his force at Evan who was in a heap on the floor. Eve quickly joined the scene,

'let me get her and I'm leaving… I swear I'm leaving let me just get her and go' she pleaded as Skip squared up to her. 'I just wanna get her and then we're leaving'

'Hurry up then' he screamed shoving Eve towards Amy who hadn't moved since she'd been thrown.

Eve couldn't have been more relieved when Sheffield and Otunga got back in the ring as she got down on her knees and helped Amy up. She'd managed to get Amy to her feet and had started to walk away when Amy pulled away from her and got down on her knees to Evan who was still in a heap after being battered around half of ringside by the two largest NXT rookies.

'Evan, get up… I need you to get up' she pleaded. He slowly, with the help of Eve and Amy managed to get to his feet and the three headed off up the ramp realising they didn't stand a chance of stopping these eight monsters. By the time the three had reached backstage most of the rosters had come running around the corner to just behind the entrance to the ramp, which was completley blocked off by officials to stop anyone interfering. Amy noticed on the TV that the rookies were now making their way away from the ring, leaving John's battered body in the middle of it.

'Are you okay?' Serena asked as she noticed Amy clutching her back in pain,

'I'm fine, are you alright?' she asked, wincing as she saw the red liquid on her hand that had come from her back,

'shit, she's bleeding. Can someone get a medic?' Eve shouted,

'I'm not the one that needs a medic' she snapped as she looked at the TV to see several medics loading John onto a stretcher.

'Amy! What the hell were you thinking?' Randy bellowed as he came around the corner, 'you could have gotten yourself killed'

'I don't think I was gonna get murdered on live TV, although if I was you lot wouldn't have been much fucking help would you?' she spat as she stomped off towards her own locker room. Serena quickly ran after her,

'Amy… Amy wait up!'

She turned around and looked at Serena who was visibly still in shock,

'Amy, you didn't have to come out for me tonight and you know you didn't. and you know that there's a good chance you're…. that we're getting into a lot of trouble for involving ourselves. So I wanted to say thanks' Serena said,

'it's OK. I seriously need to go and shower though, I need to see how much damage that ogre has done… can you just make sure Evan's OK and ask him to come to my locker room?' she asked, Serena nodded before making her way back towards the guerrilla point where everyone was gathered. She shoved past most of them as hard as she could making sure they realised how annoyed she was, as she made her way to Evan who was being helped by John Morrison and R Truth.

'What the hell were you two playing at out there, do you realise how stupid and dangerous that was?' Randy shouted at Serena.

'Do you realise how dangerous that was? Because I didn't see you out there helping either of us did i? No! so how about you get off your fucking high horse and shut the hell up!' she snapped before turning her attention to Evan, she put her hand on his shoulder.

'I'm sorry that you got hurt, but seriously, thank you so much for coming out there' she said, 'Amy wants to know if you'll go to her locker room?'

'Yeah sure' he nodded before walking away with a slight limp.

'I'll tell you who else is going to Amy's locker room, me! That's who!' Randy ranted,

'Don't you even think about it! You weren't much help then, so you don't need to be much help now' Serena argued standing in his way, 'you need to go and see if your best friend is ok'

'Eve… thanks' Serena nodded before walking off towards her own locker room. Evan arrived at the locker room to find Amy in a towel,

'sorry should I come back?' he asked trying to avert his eyes.

'No. I need you to help me' she said as she winced in pain as she moved the towel, 'Can you do these for me?' she asked handing him a pack of steri strips.

'Of course… are you OK?' he asked, still in disbelief that he'd witness and 6ft 2in, 280lb man throw around a 5ft 4in, 108lb woman as if she was a rag doll. She pulled on a pair of panties underneath the towel before moving the towel so it was just covering up her front and her back was exposed. Evan couldn't help but gasp as he saw the gash across her tanned back.

'Are you sure you don't need a medic?' he asked.

'Yeah, it's probably not as bad as it looks. It isn't very deep but it stings like a bitch' she whimpered as he applied the first steri strip.

'I'm probably gonna have to use about eight' he told her as he applied the second as gently as he possibly could.

'eight… one for each of those fucking animals' she said.

'I still don't know what the hell happened out there; I mean seriously, why did they do that? Surely they're not gonna get away with it' he said in confusion.

'I don't know what happened, all I know is that I'm thankful you were there' she said softly as he applied the fourth strip.

'This is cosy' Randy bellowed as the door flung open.

'Do you mind!' she snapped, he felt immediately bad when he noticed Evan doing whatever kind of repair he was doing to the wound on Amy's back… the first thing he saw was a practically naked Amy with a shirtless Evan standing behind her.

'are you… are you alright?' he asked moving closer towards them to survey the wound, 'I'm gonna fucking kill him, who does he think he is laying his hands on you' he said through gritted teeth.

'Please, just leave it. There's no way they're getting away with it, and we've all seen what they're capable of so let's just leave it for management to deal with' she told him.

'I just saw John… he's OK, he's worrying about you though' Randy said as he held her hand as Evan continued to apply the strips.

'Is he OK? Are you sure? How is he OK? He just took the beating of a lifetime, is he going to the hospital?' she asked, she couldn't believe that he was OK. She couldn't believe that anyone could take a beating like he just had and be OK.

'he really is OK, he's a bit shocked like we all are but other than he's absolutely fine, and no he doesn't need to go to hospital but they've taken him straight back to the hotel to get some rest. I said you'd go and see him first thing in the morning' Randy explained to her,

'Evan man, do you mind if I take over?' Randy asked, he wanted to speak to Amy alone and wasn't quite sure if he'd get the chance to once they got back to the hotel.

'Erm….' Evan looked at Amy for her approval and as she nodded he handed the pack of steri strips to Randy before giving Amy a hug and leaving.

Randy sat down behind Amy and began to apply the strips, he applied four in complete silence and when he finished let his thumb stroke gently underneath the wound.

'I'm sorry I wasn't there, I barely had time to register what was going on and when I did the officials were stopping us from getting out. They only let Eve and Natalya so they could get you and Serena away' he sighed.

'It's ok' she told him. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her towards him, they stayed like that for a minute or so before Amy pulled away.

'I need to get some clothes on, do you wanna wait for me and we'll head back to the hotel? she asked him as she grabbed slipped into a t-shirt before dropping the towel. She wiggled into a pair of jeans and slipped into some heels before throwing her ring gear into her case.

'Come on, let's go' she smiled,

'you're allowed to be mad at me, you're just not allowed to hate me' he said grabbing her by the wrist.

'Ouch' she yelled quickly pulling away; Randy noticed the bruising that was already starting to form around her wrist.

'I'm not mad at you and I don't hate you, if you had come down to the ring i'd of probably shouted at you anyway, you're already injured, plus it probably wouldn't have looked good on TV' she told him quickly changing the subject before he could mention her wrist. They were the last two on the bus back to the hotel, and everyone was asking Amy if she was OK as she and Randy found seats. Amy said a quick thank you to Eve and Natalya before she and Randy sat down in the seats in front of Serena and Savannah.

'Hey, I think the two of you were really brave' Savannah said to Amy, who just nodded and muttered a quick 'thanks' before starting a conversation with Randy. It was only about a 10 minute bus ride till they reached the hotel and Eve grabbed Amy's case for her as they were sharing a room.

'Thanks, I'll be up in five minutes' Amy said to her before asking Randy if they could go for a quick walk.

'Whats wrong?' he asked as they walked around the back of the hotel to the gardens.

'I want you to promise me that you're not gonna take things into your own hands with these rookies, I want you to let management deal with them' she said, he rolled his eyes and stayed silent.

'Please promise me Randy, I'm begging that you just leave it' she pleaded as she took a hold of his uninjured arm.

'Ok' he muttered, 'wait is that… is that one of them?' he asked as he noticed Justin Gabriel sitting at one of the tables alone.

'Randy, Randy NO!' she shouted as she tried to hold stop him, she didn't have a chance as he stomped towards the rookie.

'Oi! Just who the hell do you think you are?' he bellowed as he made his way towards Justin, who looked terrified as he saw Randy coming towards him.

'Randy, stop!' Amy shouted pulling at his wrist.

'I don't know who the hell you and your friends think you are but i'm gonna put you into your place' Randy seethed as he squared up to Justin.

'Randy, Randy please' Amy begged as she wedged herself between the two men, 'Randy… look at me. Please, Randy… promise me?'

As tempting as it was for him to just break the guys legs there and then he knew Amy was right, not only was he already injured, he knew management would deal with it appropriately.

'Fine' he hissed, 'you wanna count yourself extremley lucky that she's here to stop me because I swear to god I'd snap you!'

'Randy, Randy please go inside… I'll be in in two minutes, I'll call you when I get to my room' she said with her hands placed on his chest. He nodded and walked away slowly, making sure he looked back numerous times with threatening looks to Gabriel.

'Thanks….' Justin began to say.

'Don't you dare think I did that for you, I did it for him' she snapped.

'I heard you got hurt tonight, are you OK?' he asked in his strong south African accent.

'Like you care… what the hell were you idiots playing at?'

'I do care, nobody should of hurt you. You weren't supposed to be there' he said.

'I wasn't supposed to be there? I wasn't supposed to be there? Oh sorry that I should have just let you're animal of a friend attack a female, and then sorry that I should have let him attack Evan' she scoffed.

'you don't understand….'

'no, you don't understand! I don't care who you are, or where you're all from. This is the WWE and it doesn't matter who likes who onscreen, we stick together and by messing with one of us you've messed with the lot of us' she cut him off, 'there was no need for what you animals did tonight!'

'you don't understand, we had to. It was the only way for us to gain respect and to earn a place in the WWE but I would never hurt you' he tried to explain himself,

'I know you won't because if you even try you're gonna have half of the locker room to deal with' she hissed.

'Amy, I'm sorry that you got hurt. Skip had no right to touch you and i told him that he shouldn't have hurt you' he said reaching out for her hand.

'Don't you ever touch me' she snapped moving backwards out of his reach.

'Where did you get hurt?' he asked.

'I'm fine!'

'Where did you get hurt?' he asked again,

'Is your English that fucking bad, I said I'm fine' she snarled.

'If you were bleeding you weren't fine and I heard you were bleeding' he replied.

'Yeah well I'm fine now' she said.

'I want Skip to know the damage he did and how wrong it was, where did you get hurt?' he asked once again, Amy couldn't believe that he had the audacity to even ask about the injury that had only been caused because of him and his stupid friends anyway. She turned her back to him and lifted the back of her t-shirt to reveal the wound, and she was more than aware that with steri strips it probably looked worse than it was, a lot worse than it was but she didn't care if it made him feel guilty, he should feel guilty. He placed one hand on her tiny waist and used the other to raise up her t-shirt to see the wound, it started in the middle of her shoulder blades and must have been about 6 inches long diagonally, the tanned skin around it had already started to bruise. It looked awful.

'Oh my god' he gasped, Amy quickly pulled down her t-shirt and knocked his hand from her waist.

'I am so sorry that that happened' he apologised.

'Yeah… because your apologies mean anything to me' she said sarcastically, before she saw John Morrison storming towards them. Before she could even do anything John had grabbed Justin by the collar and was seconds away from punching him, she quickly grabbed his hand to stop him.

'John, John… he's not even worth it' she insisted, 'he seriously isn't. please just go inside'

'If she weren't standing between us I'd break your legs for what you did tonight' John growled, 'are you OK here?' he asked Amy who quickly nodded, he turned and walked away.

'That's the second time to night you've stopped me from getting my ass kicked' Justin said attempting to touch her wrist again.

'I said don't touch me' she snapped, 'and I'm not gonna be around all the time, so don't be thinking you've got away with it just yet'

'Well well well if it isn't hero Barbie' she heard the voice from behind her say. She turned around slowly to see Skip Sheffield standing behind her, and to say she was scared would have been an understatement. This time when Justin grabbed her wrist she let him, and she let him pull her behind him so she was completley behind him and out of the way of Skip as the two men were practically nose to nose.

'Skip what are you thinking man? We don't pick on girls' he said to the extremely larger man.

'She slapped me in the face… she humiliated me, she's gonna learn a lesson' Skip sneered as he tried to edge closer towards Amy who was completley hidden behind Justin who had hold of her wrist.

'No… she isn't. I mean it Skip, leave her alone' Justin argued as he stood up to the huge Texan.

'Wait till the next time your little boyfriend isn't around sweetheart' Skip laughed before turning his back and walking away.

'Are you OK?' Justin asked her, she nodded her head but she obviously wasn't, 'I'm sorry and you have my word that I won't let him hurt you again' he said.

'Just get the hell away from me and don't talk to me ever again' she snapped pulling her wrist from him hand before shoving past him and making her way into the hotel.

'Wait…'

'I said don't speak to me again' she shouted back at him.

She made her way into the hotel and up to her room where Eve was waiting, the two of them had a ten minute chat about all the drama before deciding to go and get some sleep so they could be up first thing in the morning and go see John.