Healing (for CaptainL, The Wanderer, GolemGuardian)

[RedShinigami]

George sighed. Could'nt or did'nt want Chelsea talk to him about this? Did she think he was to silly to understand? No, one gaze at his love and her nervous reaction to what had happened told it all. There was something wrong here. And it was not just the Wolf, still in a coma, fighting for her life before Chelseas eyes. George did'nt like the american since he had laid eyes on him. There was something... off. Something just did'nt feel right about him. One of Georges talents was to read people from the spot, something that had helped him in his business and this one here, Jonathan, had nothing inside his eyes. No, that was'nt quite true, there was something, something he hid. And suddenly George, who always kept a cool head, shivered and decided not to look too deep into this eyes again. Something in them was'nt... Human?
As silly as that sounded. George took a deep breath, possibly it was nothing. But there was another thing on his mind, regarding Chelsea, something he realized when he took the bump for her. "Let's get you back to your bed, hm? Sadly I can't sleep with you in there but I hope my little protector will help.", he said with a chuckle, referring to the white rabbit plush he had gotten Chelsea.

Harmonia had come back to the room and all eyes were on her. She heard what William said and she definetly would ask him holes in his body afterwards. Now there were more pressing thoughts on Monis mind. Would she resume her fight with Chris, would it be worse? The blondes gaze met a defiant one from Chris. She would'nt leave Finellas side, not as long as her heart was beating and Harmonia could appreciate that. There had been enoug accusations, tears, when Finella awoke there would be probably enough drama between her and Chelsea so now it was time to heal wounds and become the family that all this people from around the world seemed destined to be.
When the Blonde sat down and took Finellas hand, a soft inhale could be heard and Harmonia felt the Hellraisers hand tighten. She sighed and bowed forward, brushing some streaks of hair from Finellas forehead as she kissed it. "Ich bin da.", she said in german, assuring her sister that she was with her in this. Suddenly Chris took Harmonias other hand and the beautiful blonde gave the Rocker a surprised look before it grew softer, understanding. "Thank you.", she smiled and held Chris hand tight. Suddenly Finellas lips moved. "Moni... Moni...", she shouted weakly and tears were running down the corners of her eyes. Was she aware that Harmonia was here? And had she always called like that for a sister who drank champagne and travelled the world while her sister got abused, hurt and had to fear for her life? Suddenly the switch in Harmonia turned and she pressed her face into the chest of her sister. "Finny, Finny... I am so sorry...I am so sorry I believed him. I was looking for you, all over the world. Believe me. There was'nt a single day I have'nt thought of you. Please, please wake up so we can make it better. You were always the stronger one, you can't be held down, please, just come back to us... ", Harmonia whinced and squeezed Chris hand as if grabbing for a life saving anchor. Finella did'nt wake up but a smile appeared on her face as her tears stopped. Harmonia choked a little, seeing her sister reacting and then smiled too."She... She can hear us...", she whispered.

Karl gave a sigh of relief when turning to Kennedy. "Well, might as well use the time. What brings you to Japan, and don't tell me its just our girls. There is more behind that, is'nt it Kennedy?", he asked the attractive Jungle Girl.

[GolemGuardian]

Chris hadn't been sure what to expect when Moni had rejoined the room. The two had agreed to put their own shit aside for Fin, but the phantom sting in her cheek from the earlier slap couldn't help but keep her on edge. But with the calm moments she had with Karl and Ryan, as well as being a bit more hydrated now, kept her from saying anything else she may have regretted. She wouldn't relax until the blond sat across from her, being so delicate with Fin.

The rock star grabbed Moni's free hand, giving her a gentle squeeze and surprising the Superstar. Even if she was someone Chris couldn't forgive for all the shit that had happened, even if Moni blamed her for not stopping their sister, that wasn't important now. Right now, the two were only concerned for Fin. And that was enough reason for the snow haired high-flyer to put her feelings aside for now. The Superstar was surprised by the gesture, but she was grateful nonetheless.

Soon the two grew equally tense as the wolf cried out for her twin. The rock star, unused to the sound despite the months she'd heard it for, and the Superstar hearing it for the first time. Fin was no doubt having a nightmare, reliving what Chris could only imagine from her lonely years, and only wanting Moni to save her. All Chris could do was hold Fin when she did so, and even then it often barely helped. Her grip tightened on both Edelsteins hands, letting them both know she was there.

She quickly quieted, as Moni gave Fin an apology for everything. Listening to their lying, manipulative uncle and not finding her over the six years they were apart. The rocker couldn't help but feel a little jealous that the blond had been able to do what she wasn't able to. But even so, seeing her sis calm down, a small smile pulling up at her unconscious lips, Moni choking up... Chris was elated and equally choked up. "Y'know, some studies show coma patients can hear what's around them. This, and the concern she showed when she heard my voice give out and start coughing... It seems those are true." She choked out a little laugh, finally losing the fight as the tears spilt forth. But this time it was from happiness rather than despair. "I'm su- I'm sure she's going to be fine... Hopefully accompanied by a peaceful dream..."

[CaptainL]

Now, as Jonathan turned to head back inside, Molly followed close beside him. The whole time, her gaze lingered on him - the man who had trained her, who she had looked up to, who she had come to see as a surrogate father while she was away from her family. She had grown so used to thinking that she could always depend on him to know everything, to rely on him to make everything right. But after this outburst...she wasn't so sure any more. Every so often she blinked, and every time her eyes opened back up, she was worried they would find him missing - or worse. But he was still there, every time. Molly tentatively moved a little closer, almost protectively. She didn't say a word to him - she knew that he wouldn't want to talk about it, and even if he would, she had no idea where she would even begin. But she hung on the thought that, somewhere, the man she had always depended on was hurting - and, when she and everyone around her had already been through so much, she didn't want to lose him to everything, too.

Chelsea saw it as well, and for a while, she too stared after him. But she had George to ground her back in reality, as he began to wheel him after the others. She heard him draw in a breath, and she bit at her lip, crossing her arms and letting herself sink lower in her chair. Somehow, even when she had told him off, she had a feeling he wasn't going to take no for an answer. He rarely did - as he would remind her with the next words out of his mouth, words that caused Chelsea to jump up a little in her seat as her cheeks flushed red. "I dun need anythin', like-! Trust me, I'll be dead sound..." she snapped - only to whisper a moment later, "thank you, though..."

Jonathan, Molly, and Angel were the first to enter the room. And at first, standing in the door, Molly froze. She saw Harmonia and Chris sitting apart from one another, and she could feel something drop in the pit of her stomach, remembering their conflict earlier - what if things were going to go sour between them? What if, while she was away, things had only gotten worse? Her mind ran rampant with her fears of how this could go horribly wrong, how it could all come toppling down...but a moment later, those fears were eased when she looked a little closer, and saw Chris and Harmonia, both at Finella's side, both holding onto her. A smile began to spread over her face - even after it all, it had still happened. Molly's hopes had come true. They'd finally realized that there were more important things right now than grudges. They were all tied up in this. And no matter what drew them to each other, now they could all come together.

Molly tiptoed over to Finella's bed, speaking softly to the two women. She kept her voice low, afraid to disturb anyone. "Do we know anything new? Is she...going to be all right..?"

Meanwhile, Chelsea and George were back out in the hall, just by the door Molly had gone into. Chelsea could hear what was being said only through muffled tones through the door - but she knew it was important for her sister to see. She needed to have something to put her at ease, and for that, she wouldn't get in the way. Raising a finger, she bidded for George to take a pause. "Wait." She would get back to her bed later - for now, Molly needed this.

[Pegasus]

Jonathan poured over the sink as he turned the faucet on and just poured the cold water on his face. The racing liquid slipping through his fingers as each handful felt colder than the last. Even the pond wasn’t this cold. He hoped it was just a reflex or force of habit or just a bad dream. Lifting his head up and closing his eyes brought a moment of relief to Jonathan as he leaned against a bathroom stall door. Jonathan opened them and suddenly twitched grabbing his head as he started hearing the whispers again.

“Just stop….please….STOP! STOP! STOP!” Jonathan screamed as he couldn’t really care who heard him.

Jonathan crashed into the stall doors making tons of noise as he huddled up in a corner just crying out for relief or help. As Jonathan began breathing heavily more, he started to calm down….calm….calm….he uncurled his body and slowly rose to his feet. Jonathan checked his body and grabbed his blazer putting it back on adjusting the cuffs as he took a look at himself in the mirror. He cleared his throat and washed his hands with soap and water. Seemed everything worked out, right?

“Dearie me, so troublesome,” Jonathan muttered to himself, but his manner of speaking seemed off.

Jonathan smiled at himself and did a little chuckle shaking his head heading off back to the hallway. He would see Chelsea and George waiting there looking in where Molly went to check on Finella’s condition. He saw Chelsea’s eyes lock on him for a second, but they would hold that second as Jonathan smiled towards her friendly and happily with his arms folded behind his back. Not the way Jonathan usually walked. He wasn’t known for being too prim and proper and Chelsea knew that more than anyone. Jonathan saw Chelsea scoot back in her wheelchair just a little seeming to get away from him. This would no doubt put George on high alert.

“Hello, Chelsea. Hello, Mr. Fortunato. Nice to see you both,” Jonathan greeted as he patted George on the back. “How are things with Finella? Will she be alright?”

[RedShinigami]

Of course Harmonia and Chris were oblivious to the psychological issues of Jonathan, nor would they care right now. The more important thing now was Finella and her speedy recover. Harmonia wiped away her tears, wanted to stay strong for Finella, at least that she owed her. Seeing Chris features soften her own body started to deflate. What was wrong with her? Chris had taken Fin in, had gave her a shoulder to cry and lean on when Harmonia...did nothing. Suddenly the Austrian felt ashamed, embarressed. The only thing she had cared for was that Finella would behave like SHE wanted without seeing that this was the wrong way to start things after they met each other again. She looked back at Chris and bit her lip.

"Chris. I am so sorry...", she whispered as she saw the still red cheek of the small rockstar. "You did so much for Finella while I was busy building myself up. I was a horrible sister.", she whispered and looked back at Finella. "No...no wonder Finella hates me now. I..." Molly came in and Harmonia looked up to her. Tears in her eyes. "Oh Molly...", she whinced and took the hand of her girlfriend, bringing her closer and pressed her face into her stomach, crying. It was all too much now and she was glad, glad to have them all here. She never let go of Fins hand even when she wrapped one arm around Mollys midsection as she cried. She felt the warmth or her girlfriends body, breathed in her scent and cried out everything that had built up to now. It helped and Harmonia felt better and better, still holdinf Fins hand. "Moni...", she whispered again and tears were trickling down the corners of Finellas eyes. The Blonde choked and quickly turned to Finella.

"Yes, yes I am here. I am here. I won't go away again, never.",she whispered and kissed Finellas forehead. Then she looked up to Molly with a slight smile. "She is quite audible. I think... I hope...she will wake up soon.", she smiled. "Thank you Darling. And thank you Chris. From the deepest bottom of my heart. Thank you for looking after our little wolf.", she said. Finally all the tension was away, finally all could concentrate on one thing. Healing all the wounds. But still the question remained, what would Finella and Chelsea do when confronted with each other again...

George got himself a soda from the vending machine and came back to Chelsea. He chuckled when she saw her blush but when she thanked him the Londoner just smiled, knowing it was intended only for his ears. "You are very welcome.", he whispered and crouched before Chelsea, taking her hands. He softly stroked the sides of them with his thumbs and looked into her blue eyes. "You just have won in the biggest LAW PPV yet and still you don't seem unfaced about it, swee'hea. I know you think about Finella but then again, don't you think Finella would want you to be happy about it?", he asked while his hands still caressed hers. Then he looked to his side.

" Listen, I wanted to talk about something and..."
He was cut off by a Jonathan who did'nt quite seem like the man he had met before. He could'nt like him then and when he started to speak it was clear that something was not right. George did'nt knew Jonathan as well as the Bunnies did but he damn well saw a nutcase when it was presented to him. "Actually, " Jonathan", I was about to speak to Chelsea in private."", he said and put himself between his wheelchairbound friend and her old mentor. "You are talking big now, but where were you when Chelsea needed you the most? After we are LAW 3? In this months where she and Finella raged war on each other. I was there. So don't you think you can just come here and play the big mentor again, no, just no. Karl and I were there for Chelsea and only we know how she felt this whole time. So, Jonathan, or who ever you are, leave us alone. Go inside to your friends, take a swim in the bloody pond or better, check in to the looney station here. But that much is for surey as long as you still missing your marbles you won't come near Chelsea or Molly again, have I made myself clear, you bloody irish twat? ", George said and was surprised about himself. Usually he was'nt someone who spoke up or threatened someone but this guy was dangerous and he did'nt want him around Chelsea who already suffered enough. Jonathan outweighed him quite a bit and also was towering the smaller man, still George had jabbed his indexfinger into him and seemed rewds to take another beating for Chelsea.
He tried to remain calm but the smile of Jonathan or whatever he was now just throw him off and sent shivers down his spine. "You want to know how Finella is? Well take a look inside and you will ger your answer."

[GolemGuardian]

Chris was unaware of whatever it was going on just outside the room's door. Those people could deal with whatever that was out there. Everyone had their own problems and bullshit happening right now. Much as the rocker didn't want to see it, Karl and Ryan had both shown her that. Heck, honestly were it not for their reminder of that she may not have offered Harmonia some comfort as well. She may not have gotten to see this calm expression on Fin's unconscious face.

She was almost fixated on that. There had been so many nights Fin had come in to sleep with her in her bed and she had heard the wolf cry out for her sister. While some nights the rocker had been able to soothe her into a restful slumber, she never actually calmed her down and put her at ease. Yet now, with both her sisters beside her, this was the most at ease she'd ever seen Fin. That was what was important. Not putting Moni in her place, not holding grudges. Just Fin.

As Moni whispered out a quiet apology for her slap and for not being there for Fin, thinking her sister hated her, all Chris could do was sit in silence. There was probably something she could and should say, but the words were escaping her. She knew one thing, but was there something more she could say to help convey it? Thankfully she was given time to mull it over as Molly rejoined them, the two lovers embracing in a one armed hug. Fin stirred again briefly, but soon settled. "I don't think she hates you, Moni... You hurt her, and the two of you will need to work through it when Fin awakens, but I can't imagine her hating you. Like my mom said when I was much, much younger, 'she may not like what you did, but she'll always love you.' So... don't think that, Moni.

"As for taking care of her... that was no trouble. If it weren't fucked up to do so, I'd thank you for sending her my way. She's... really opened up my world some. I likely wouldn't've ever seen her again if we didn't meet that night. But still, I hope you and her can make up." She looked up at Molly next, wanting to offer at least some comfort to her as well. "It's OK. I know you guys are all worried about what will happen after, but... I'm sure that with the air cleared, the two hot heads will be able to come to some form of common ground. Fin's stubborn, not stupid." Her gaze moved back to the monitors connected to her sis, taking in a shaky breath as the beeps and mechanical whirs continued. "Just... have to wait for her to wake up. Hopefully it won't be too long."

[CaptainL]

Pulling herself closer against Harmonia's side, Molly sniffled again. Her eyes welled up with tears and she pulled herself a little closer to her girlfriend, tightening her hold on her as though she was afraid of letting go. There was a lot on her mind. She was worried for Finella - at the back of her mind, however faint, the possibility still existed that she might not get up, and the mere thought of that sent a shiver down her spine as she clenched her teeth and winced. She knew this had all gotten out of hand, and the last thing she wanted was for their sisters' feud to have brought about consequences they could never mend. Given the prior conduct between Harmonia and Chris, Molly was also worried about things escalating between the two of them, and her gaze nervously flitted from one to the other - she didn't want to have to go through everything she and Harmonia had gone through, in worrying for their sisters' safety, in falling out of touch with them, again. She didn't want to deepen this war any further.

But it was when Harmonia began to tear up that Molly truly felt a chill take hold of her body. Her face went pale, and her hand wavered and trembled in Harmonia's own; she bit her lip to try to keep herself still, but even that wasn't doing her much good. For all the time she had known Harmonia, the Austrian had been strong, she had been determined, and she had always been moving forward. She knew what she wanted, and she was going to reach for the stars in order to take hold of it; no obstacle was too great to stand in her way. But this had shaken that strength in her. When Molly heard Harmonia cry, when she leaned over her sisters' bed and let herself sob, when she aired all of her guilt and all of her fears about being a bad sister, that showed her that beneath all of that, there was still a soft, human core to Harmonia. She wasn't perfect, she wasn't invincible. She had her own doubts, her regrets, the things that pained her. But for how flawed she might have been...Molly still wished, selfishly, that she wasn't.

Then, she heard Finella's voice, and she took in a half-hushed gasp. Her hand coiled even tighter around Harmonia's own, but even as she tried to keep the two of them grounded, her whole body shook anxiously with excitement. This was it. Progress was being made. Finella was recovering; she was speaking now. She was going to be okay. And, perhaps even better - by the sounds of it, she didn't harbor any ill will toward Harmonia, either. In her time of need, she was reaching out for her, as though they'd never even separated.

At once, Molly let out a long sigh of relief. It felt as though a heavy weight had been lifted of her shoulders, and a smile came to her face. She still felt a tear trickle from her eye as she stood back up straight - but when she turned to Harmonia, she pulled her into a tight embrace, hugging her girlfriend right up against her. "She's going to be okay...oh, Moni, I'm so happy..."

Back in the hallway, Chelsea had left her sister to deal with the Edelsteins on her own. But that still left her alone with her own thoughts, and she settled into her seat with a sigh. No matter how much encouragement she got, no matter how much George tried to ease her fears...she knew that, at some point, she was going to have to confront Finella face to face; for the two of them to admit to all they'd done to one another. And she didn't know if she was ready. Could she ever be ready? What would she even say - what was going to make it up to her? And all of that was before anyone factored in the matter of Jonathan, and what his revelations meant for the future...

But she was soon broken out of her thoughts as she felt George's touch, and there she stopped. She blinked a few times, slowly raising her head to look at him. And, as she did, her body scooted a little bit closer in the chair, bringing both of her hands to his. As she felt their contact, the blush rose even more in her face. This was silly, this wasn't her, she didn't do all this lovey-dovey bullshit, she thought to herself. But...she couldn't deny it. It felt good. Feeling their hands touch, the warmth of his body, Chelsea let out a sigh that slackened her tight muscles. Right now, maybe she could afford it to herself...

George began to speak. At first, Chelsea looked off down the hall, not wanting to face George eye to eye. But then, she listened closer to his words. Slowly but surely, she turned back to face him, and her chin lifted up just enough to gaze into his eyes. Her expression softened, and she sniffled a little as a tear began to form at the corner of her eye. George...did have a point. All Chelsea had wanted was to prove herself - to put to rest the argument that she was nothing more than a joke of a midcarder who was doomed to lose in match after match and be booed by the fans, once and for all. She wanted to go into the longest, most grueling, most brutal match of her career, just to prove it was possible for her to bring such a thing out of her body. And in the end...she had done that, hadn't she? She blinked the tears out of her eyes, but looked back up at George all the same. "I...guess you're right, huh...you think...she really would-?"

But before George could continue, Jonathan returned. Or, at least, his body did. From the moment he walked down the hall, his back held straight and his pace offputtingly perfect, Chelsea knew that something was wrong. She had seen the clues before - how he had acted back at the pond, what he'd said to her - but she never imagined it all could have come this quickly, and this suddenly. Her face paled, and she swallowed a gulp as she sat rigidly in her seat, clenching her fists tighter to try and keep herself focused. Why now? Why here, when everyone was already dealing with so much? Couldn't they all see this wasn't the time; that they didn't need more to deal with? Chelsea didn't want this. She wanted it all to be over; she wanted to move on. But the world just wasn't giving that to her. And now, it had to raise its head when she was at her weakest - when she knew she couldn't fight it.

To make matters worse, George was getting himself involved now. Something dropped in the pit of Chelsea's stomach as he started laying into Jonathan - throwing all of his accusations about abandoning her, about leaving her to the mercy of her own inner demons. The Englishwoman winced; her fingers coiled tighter around the armrests of the chair as her body stiffened with the growing tension. She didn't want another fight, yet she had no confidence that George could get out of this unscathed. Chelsea's entire world already seemed to have been turned on its head. If nothing else, she wanted a moment where she could at least try to straighten out her thoughts, but she wasn't getting that. No one seemed to want her to have peace.

At last, she knew what needed to be done. There was no use running away any more, and no use hiding, or shrinking back in terror. If someone had to speak up...well, Chelsea had already proven to the world that she had that strength! Pushing her feet off the ground and spinning the wheels of her chair, she forced herself closer, looking to get herself in between the two men.

"THAT'S ENUFF!!" Her voice echoed off the halls of the corridor. "W's all this yammerin' fe anyroad!? Can't yous see this isn't de time!? Goddammit, we already 'uv two o' us in de ozzie, like! Do yous want anuvver!? Fe Christ's sakes-! Yous people..!"

[Pegasus]

Kennedy had been so focused on the action in the room of how Harmonia poured her heart out to her sister and Finella’s sudden movements that she forgot that Karl even asked her a question. The retired wrestler turned reporter asked what more Kennedy was doing in Japan as she smiled.

“You know Astrid Ostberg, right? Of course you do. You’re a reporter here. Thrill of the hunt and…..,” Kennedy replied as she thought back to watching Astrid pass out in her recent champion vs. champion match against Rose Gold.

Kennedy sat in front of the television in her hotel room watching the match and knowing Astrid had it won no matter what Rose threw at her. Moonsault with a knee to the head? Astrid kicked out effortlessly. Shoving her crotch in Astrid’s face? Astrid hung on by the skin of her teeth. However, Astrid tried finishing it with a powerbomb and Rose seemed to be all out of tricks to pull. Kennedy knew the results from there. Slam! One, two, three! Here’s your winner: Astrid! But that result must’ve happened in another lifetime. Astrid just passed out and felt too exhausted to keep going. Kennedy sat up in shock as the bell rang and her fists tightened at the thought. Rose looked just as surprised not expecting her own victory right then and there, but no doubt she gloated about it to her friend, Lexy, and they celebrated the night away. Kennedy uttered a low tiger growl scratching at the seat and kept her words calmly.

“I’m gonna send Lexy Alan and Rose Gold to this hospital and bedridden them for good,” Kennedy replied as she crossed her arms and ended the conversation there.

Will and Ryan looked at Kennedy with concern as the big guy knew Kennedy was hurting seeing Astrid feel so helpless. He visited Astrid after she was rushed to the hospital and when Astrid came to, she felt so heartbroken having let everyone down, but to her surprise, her fans rallied behind her on social media and wished her a full recovery to which she made getting back out there to defend the LAW Heavyweight Championship not letting her loss to Rose Gold faze her. She simply put too much into the match and Rose got a fluke win. It didn’t mean shit to William. However, he swears if he ever sees Rose Gold, words will be said.

Back out in the hallway, Chelsea blew up at George and Jonathan over causing more tension in the air nearly standing up from her wheelchair as Angel barked loudly heading out to the scene staying by her owner. Angel howled and barked mainly not knowing what was going on as she whimpered to Jonathan. Jonathan closed his eyes and came back into the present moment and saw Angel kneeling to pet her.

“Hey, hey, don’t cry. Everything will be alright,” Jonathan muttered to his pet.

Jonathan got up and just escorted Angel into the bedroom not even knowing what transpired a few minutes prior. He was in the bathroom and then blackness. Weird. He hoped that was the end of that. Suddenly, his phone started buzzing in his pocket as he flipped the button to answer and kept his voice down.

“Hello? Oh, hey Hank….nothing much, how are you? Good time? Well, not ideal, but maybe some good news can cheer us up,” Jonathan answered to his boss back in America. “No way! The Wildcat Championship deal has been verified and accepted. It’s coming to LAW!”

[RedShinigami]

Indeed Finella had spoken. She had spoken and soon something started to twitch, her eyes under her lids moved and a soft groan escaped her lips. "Uuuungh..." Softly, bit by bit the Hellraisers grasp on her sisters hands grew tighter. "Huuu..." she whispered and slowly her eyes opened. "Hungryyyyy..." Suddenly her big blue eyes blinked a few times and the entire room looked in her direction. Moni who hugged Molly tightly, but still had not let Finellas hand go, she would never again, felt the grip and turned around. "Fin...", she gasped. "I want a beer please, waiter...", the Wolf said still dazed and looked at Chris and Harmonia.
"Chr... Chris... Where... Am... I...", she asked as a sob escaped Harmonias mouth. She looked at Chris and in this moment there could be no more holding back as both hugged the awakened Hellraiser from both sides. It was done. Finella was back again. "Owie Owie Owie.. Ouch! Careful!", she squealed as both her sisters finally had their little sister back.

Harmonia whimpered and held on to her sister, not wanting to ever let her go again until she realized that Finella still had not forgiven her. Slowly she let go of Fin and turned to Molly, tears in her eyes as she felt a hand shooting forward, grabbing her wrist. Harmonia turned around and saw Finellas serious expression, afraid of what to come...
But whatever would happen now, she would take it, she had ran away to often and she finally needed to listen to Finella, even if she feared what was to come. But when the stonefaced expression of the Hellraiser broke and she was pulled in by her, she knew that things would finally be better again...
Finella grabbed both her sisters and hugged them to her. "Moni... Chris...", she whimpered as tears ran down her face endlessly. "I was so afraid... I could hear you, but not see you...I...I... I thought I would never see you again. I was so afraid...", she cried and let it all out. No Miss hardboiled Hellraiser, this was Finella, the girl who had lost her parents, her sister, who had to fight to stay alive, who missed her sister every night when she was alone in her shabby bed.
" I was so... So...afraid that it all qas a dream. You have'nt looked for me, I was still there, I never met Chris. I thought I was alone again...so alone...", she cried and held on to both of them. "I don't want to be alone anymore..."

Karl nodded. "What happened at that PPV, this match, Rose vs Astrid, Harmonia vs Lexy. So many grudge matches, so much hate. Sometimes I don't recognize wrestling anymore. Where is the honor? Where is the fun? Yes, the entertainment value is great but there is just so much hate. I hope Chelsea and Fin learned from it. And you, please, going after Rose Gold is dangerous. Harmonia can tell you about it. This evening against the Lightweight Champ almost costed her, her inring career. ", he whispered, not wanting the other Austrian to hear it. He knew that Harmonia was aware of what could have happened after the now infamous match but she did'nt want to hear about it. For her it was clear that she would face Rose again. And this time she would'nt lose. Karl was interrupted by a sudden gasp from Harmonia and when he turned his look to the bed before him, his concerned face lightened up. He took of his glasses and a lightheartened laugh escaped his mouth.
"Damn right you are Hellraiser...", he said and turned away wiping his eyes with his arm.

Meanwhile George had again went into protection mode, something he never would have thought he could be capable of. George was a lover, a trickster, a schemer, a business man. His strengths laid in battles with words, not fists, but as the bandage around his forehead showed, he was ready to go into any fight for Chelsea. A moment ago they had hold each others hands, blushing, smiling. This could have been the perfect chance for George and then the crazy Irishman came into the picture. George felt that Chelsea was afraid and immediatly his whole system went into protecting her, even it was against everything that George stood for. But he was spared a beating as Chelsea and Angel protested, the Englishwoman, using her naturalgiven dominance, scrubbed the floor with the two guys and suddenly Jonathan seemed to soften. George relaxed himself, his shoulders slumping down, happy that nothing escalated. "Sorry, dear...", he said to Chelsea and scratched the back of his head. Then he heard the commotion from the room and a smile stole itself on his features. "Seems the whole family is alive and well now...", he said and looked at Chelsea, before opening the door for her.

[GolemGuardian]

It was true Fin was showing some signs of consciousness. Or at least unconscious responses to her environment. Despite it, Chris didn't dare hope for the wolf to come to soon. Outside of the facade she put on stage or in the ring, she hardly ever let herself be optimistic. Her hope was already stretched thin in hoping Fin would wake up at all.

But as she just looked on at the two, flaunting lovebirds comfort each other, she heard a familiar, thick-accented voice stir. Her eyes widened and slowly she looked over at her partner, looking into those deep blue eyes that slowly started to show life again. "F-fin...." She weakly stuttered out, still in disbelief. If it weren't for the scratchiness in her voice, she would have thought it a dream. So soon, not even a day after the hate-filled match, and her wolf was already awake.

"Fiiiin!!" She cried out, tears finally spilling as she and Harmonia simultaneously leapt up and wrapped their sister in a too-tight hug. The little rocker had remained where she was, loosening her hold enough to not hurt Fin anymore. "Fin... Y-you're OK..." She sobbed out, burying her face into the crook of her sister's neck. "Yokatta... yokatta...." All the tension seemed to fall from her, just staying as she was and repeating 'yokatta' over and over.