Seth Rollins scowled as he practically limped down the hall backstage. It wasn't so much a bad limp, his knee had just given out a little during his match against The Usos and Mark Henry. The beat down they'd gotten from Mark definitely did not help. He winced, feeling like he was going to collapse from the pain or something. It was probably just a kink, he supposed. Nothing major and something he could likely walk off. The bad knee just added to his frustration of The Usos. Seth, above both Roman and Dean, was sick of them constantly getting shots at their tag titles after countless failed attempts, not just a few, countless. Seth had stressed this a few times to Roman, but they guy didn't seem to care much. Reigns was not one to be intimidated by the competition and he certainly had no plans of losing the gold yet, especially to two guys who had no place to even think they could take on the Shield, let alone take away their titles. They were playing with fire.
Seth frowned as he continued walking, reminding himself that the problem wasn't so much the Usos, but Mark Henry. Now that the Usos figured they were outnumbered, of course they would go for one of the biggest men on the roster to even out the odds. Of course. Just their overall approach and unprofessionalism pissed Seth off. Not to mention how big of suck ups they were, that would explain their endless opportunities. Seth was bitter towards the fact that they'd done nothing to prove themselves to anyone, unlike The Shield. The big names they'd taken out, they matches they'd participated in and won. They'd taken out the freaking Undertaker for Christ's sake, how many other guys can say that? And who else can say they made a name for themselves by defeating Team Hell No and Ryback in their debut match? Not to mention a TLC match. The Shield were unstoppable. The Usos were messing with the wrong guys, they'd soon learn that.
The Shield member was suddenly taken back from his thoughts, because it was at that moment that Seth heard a cry out in pain, he knew he couldn't ignore it, because the person it came from was definitely nearby. And that person definitely sounded like a woman.
He turned a corner, and that's when he saw her. She was turning over onto her knees, struggling to push herself up, one arm clutching the back of her head. Judging by the black ring gear and ruffled two-toned hair - it was Kaitlyn. Seth followed his initial instinct and walked over to her. He did so slowly, not wanting to rush over and startle her, what with her holding the back of her head, which of course lead him to think that someone had more than likely attacked her from behind by hitting her over the head. He just didn't want to worsen the pain she looked to be in. He knew him being the one to help her was maybe the wrong idea, but hell, no one else was around, and he wasn't just going to leave her there.
Seth approached her and kneeled down in front of her, grunting at the pain that shot through his knee, but still being careful not to be too close to her. He cursed under his breath as he saw that she'd lost her balance trying to get herself back up and fell back onto the side of her leg.
"Kaitlyn, try not to move... What happened?" He asked, trying to speak calmly, and Kaitlyn cautiously shifted herself back away from the man when she saw who it was.
He raised his hands up in defence, backing away slightly. "I'm not going to hurt you, Kaitlyn, I swear. I wouldn't even contemplate it. Do you know what happened?"
Kaitlyn looked at him oddly for a moment, then looked around to see if anyone else was around. Seth flinched as the quick movement of her head caused her to wince in pain.
He moved slightly closer and tilted his head. "Kaitlyn?"
"I... I don't know. I think... I think AJ had hit me so I ran after her, then someone hit me from behind and headed her way."
"Did you see who it was? Like... recognise who it could have been from their posture or from what they were wearing or something?" Seth wanted to know.
"I... no, I think they were dressed all in black. I couldn't tell at all who it was. They just ran."
Seth frowned, trying hard not to reach out and push the hair away from her face. He knew any kind of contact would scare her even more, especially since he wasn't at all a friend of Kaitlyn's or close to her in any way. But he meant absolutely no harm whatsoever, he knew that, but she didn't. Right now he just wanted to focus on getting her up and getting her some help.
"Shit," he murmured.
Still on his knee with one leg perched up, he motioned out his hand. He had considered his actions for a moment, but figured there was no other way to get her up. Nobody else was around and she was in pain. And he definitely did not want to leave her by herself after what had just happened. It could have been anyone who had just attacked her, anyone at all. "Come on, we need to get you to a medic room, we don't know how bad that bump is."
Kaitlyn thought for a moment, switching her glance from his hand to his face, which seemed to have a concerned look plastered on it, she thought. "Okay," she finally replied, letting Seth help her up with her free hand, the other still holding the back of her head.
Seth frowned at her evident discomfort as she stood up. "Will you be okay walking?"
"I'll have to be."
The man nodded. "Your head isn't bleeding, is it?" He watched as Kaitlyn moved her hand from where it was, and was relieved to see that there was no blood. "Right. So that's one thing that's put my mind at ease.