Summary: Sequel to "I Don't Love You Anymore". Cody and Jenna are back together for good and are celebrating their tenth wedding anniversary by renewing their wedding vows. This story jumps around a lot—taking us back to high school, flashing back to scenes from the first story, and also in the time between when they got back together and the present. Reviews are welcome. Thanks, J

Prologue

This is us down at the Mardi Gras This is us In your Daddy's Car You and the missing link Yeah, I'd had a little too much to drink, now Too long in the sun Having too much fun You and me and our memories This is us

Jenna Runnels was putting the final touches on her hair and was starting to feel that nervous jumpy feeling in her stomach. She wasn't sure why she was feeling nervous; her and Cody had been married for ten years now, there was nothing to be nervous about. Today was their tenth wedding anniversary and they were renewing their vows in the backyard of her parents' home. It felt strange to Jenna, but at the same time right, that today was her 28th birthday and she had been married to Cody since the day she turned 18.

Jenna and Cody had been high school sweethearts who were inseparable from the age of 15. He teased her in junior high and made her cry every day after school until he finally worked up enough nerve to ask her to go the movies with her one Friday night. She pretended to hesitate, but in her head she was saying yes, yes, yes! That soft kiss at the end of the night when he walked her home sealed the deal, and they had been in love since.

During their senior year of high school they had made plans to elope when she turned 18. No one knew of their plans; no one knew about the little secret she was carrying also. The idea of having a baby together was just an added bonus for the couple.

Rocking at the barbecue Yeah, when we said I do Hand jiving on the Ballroom floor You in that wedding coat you wore And you in that amazing dress I was stoned on love I guess You and me we were meant to be This is us

They couple moved to Atlanta, much to the surprise of their family and friends. No one knew they were eloping. They stopped by Jenna's house to pick up her bags and told her parents what she has done last night. They were livid. Jim Andrews immediately called Virgil Runnels and told them what his son had did. Virgil was on the road a lot at the time and had no idea what his son had been up to. In order to cover up neglectful parenting, he vowed to disown his son for his actions.

The apartment Cody had found was on a bad side of the city; the building had definitely seen better days and was not at all what Jenna was used to. Jenna had grown up in a beautifully decorated four bedroom home on five acres just outside of Marietta. To be honest, Jenna was spoiled; her parents indulged her every want because she was their only child. This new living arrangement with her husband was going to be difficult for her. For the first time in her life, she wasn't going to get what she wanted. She wanted Cody and she had him. But she had also hoped for a more desirable apartment after they had gotten married. She put her best face on and smiled; trying to make the run down two bedroom apartment a home for them and their upcoming baby.

For the first two weeks of their marriage, they were in heaven—long make out sessions on the sofa, she learned how to cook, Cody learned how to fix things around the apartment, life was perfect. She had plans to enroll in community college that fall, until then she would wait tables at a local bar; and he had taken a job at a factory in the city. He despised the factory job, but tried not to let his wife see that. He had to provide for their little family right now, and he would do whatever it took to do that.

Eight weeks into her pregnancy, Jenna started to feel pains in her abdomen. She held off complaining until late afternoon when finally the pain got to be too much and she begged Cody to take her to the hospital. Cody tried to be calm and to make his young wife feel at ease while she sat on the examining table. Unfortunately for the newlyweds, tragedy had struck and Jenna had lost the baby.

The car ride back to the apartment was silent; the only sound was Jenna occasionally sniffling, trying to hold back her sobs. She felt broken inside. Her baby was gone. The miscarriage was the beginning of the end for the couple. Jenna felt herself drifting away from Cody and he had started to become more and more frustrated with his factory job. His father was a pro wrestler who went by the name Dusty Rhodes, the American Dream. Since he was a little boy, the only thing Cody ever wanted to do with his life was to be a wrestler just like his father. He had put that dream aside when he married Jenna. He couldn't be a husband, father and wrestler at the same time; it wouldn't have been fair to Jenna.

He still held onto his dream however, and slowly tried to convince Jenna that maybe he should go to Ohio for wrestling training. Jenna didn't want to be a wrestler's wife; she didn't want a husband that was gone five or six days out of the week. She wanted a husband who worked a normal job and was home every night. Cody's dream started to make the couple drift farther apart during their short marriage.

After a particular horrid argument one night, Jenna laid in their bed thinking while Cody slept on the couch. Maybe he was right; maybe it was time for him to live his dream. Obviously working in a dirty factory and living in a crappy apartment wasn't his dream. It wasn't hers either; she wanted to write. She wanted the college experience; instead she was waiting tables and living in hell. She thought through her decision that sleepless night over and over again. Her decision was going to hurt Cody, but it was going to be the best thing for him. Jenna knew he wouldn't leave for Ohio unless she wasn't around. It pained her to think about what her life was going to be without Cody, but more than anything, the only thing she wanted was for him to be happy. And that meant she had to leave him.

She called her best friend Michelle and together they formed an escape plan for Jenna. She had an aunt who lived in Minnesota who would let her stay with her while she went to the U of M. She wiped away the tears from her face as she wrote the good-bye note to her husband. She had to make it seem like she their marriage just wasn't working anymore and that she didn't love him as much as she had thought. It pained her to take off her wedding band and leave it along with the note on the kitchen table where he would find it when he came home from work. With one final sad look around their little home, she said good-bye and let the only man she was over going to love go so he could pursue his dream.

Jenna never filed for divorce; she never wanted to leave Cody in the first place. Life went on and she finished college and took a job as a reporter for a magazine in Minneapolis. It was almost six years before she thought about dating again and had finally met someone. His name was Andrew and he was in marketing, a safe career that meant that he would be home every night. As the relationship between Jenna and Andrew got more serious, Jenna finally forced herself to go to the courthouse and file divorce papers.

Meanwhile in Atlanta, Cody did end up going to Ohio for wrestling training and was eventually signed on with the WWE. He was finally living his dream, but it saddened him to live it without his beautiful wife by his side. Almost eight years after she had left him that note on the kitchen table, divorce papers from Jenna finally showed up at his father's house. He couldn't believe it; it took her all these years to finally do it. He refused to sign them; instead he demanded that he see her so she could give him an explanation. She tried to convince him to just sign the papers so that they could both move on with their lives. She had hoped that deep down inside he wouldn't sign the papers and they could reconcile. But she had made her decision and did what she thought was best for him.

He struck a deal with her; if she would give him two weeks for her to realize that she did still love him, he would sign the papers at the end of the two weeks if they couldn't make it work out. It only took a few days for Jenna to realize that she did still love him and that she still wanted to be with him. Life apart from each other brought other people into their lives. Cody had been seeing a woman named Layla on and off for a while and Layla wasn't giving Cody up without a fight. He made a bad decision and continued to see Layla while trying to get back together with his wife. Cody's friend Randy decided to take an interest in Jenna and took advantage of her at her weakest moment. Through arguments and accusations, everything the couple had worked together to try and rebuild fell apart. Jenna left for Minneapolis again and the couple didn't speak for six months.

She flew to Atlanta to help celebrate her parents wedding anniversary. Fate put Jenna and Cody face to face again at the airport. It had been six months since he had signed the divorce papers, but she never filed them. They agreed that they had things to talk about. Jenna admitted that she was sorry and that she still loved him; she was tired of living without him. Cody accepted Jenna's apology and he tore up the divorce papers once and for all.

Within a month the couple was living together in Atlanta. Cody had taken some time off from traveling to help his wife get settled into their new home. Within two months she was pregnant. Later that year Amanda Jean was born. She was a perfect little girl with brown eyes like her mother and dark brown hair like her father; Mandy was the light of their lives. Cody still travels with the WWE and Jenna works as a freelance writer in Atlanta. A few times each year Jenna and Mandy will go on the road with Cody. He's a proud husband and father and shows his wife and daughter off to everyone.

This story will follow Cody and Jenna's journey together; from falling in love with each other in high school to eloping on her 18th birthday. This is us.