My palms were sweating, I was gasping for air trying to get through my last few sentences, about… Hornswoggle, why would I care when there was somebody I would so much rather be talking about.

"Come out here you little troll!" I said almost trembling.

Finally, there his face was on the huge screen in front of me, the crowd screamed and his music blared, but everything seemed to silent to me. He turned the corner and began coming down the endless walkway to the ring. I felt like he was walking forever. As he came closer to me I heard Matt Striker from the commentators box

"It's… Christian" two simple words, but they echoed through my head as I waited the years for him to step into the ring . He barley even looked at me, he seemed transfixed by the crowd, almost as much as they were by him. I on the other hand just starred, more focused on him then any of the other seventeen thousand people around me… he got a haircut. I don't even remember the first time we interacted in the ring, it's all a blur, the first thing I remember is listening to him halfway into our "conversation"

"I'm out here to save your life" he said glancing at me up and down

Yes… save me

"If you're not careful you might electrocute yourself with your microphone if you keep spraying your saliva all over it with your little speech" he shouted at me much to the crowd's delight, I gave him slight look of sadness just enough for him to notice, but nobody else, he returned a sarcastic smirk which I couldn't tell was because of how happy he was to be back or his way of telling me it was alright… I like to think it's the latter.

We went along with the useless chit chat that all the fans love to hear, I felt like I was out there for hours, I hate not being alone with him, I hated it if it was with just one person or two, but having to stand there and deliver lines with all the people looking at him, it disgusted me. I regurgitated all the basics about me being a prodigy and my seemingly overnight ascent to the ECW championship, all the while thinking "just do it already, just do it already." Finally he raised his arm high, and brought his microphone all the way down onto the top of my head.

"Ouch!" I screamed out, hoping nobody herd, because it would have been breaking character in the worst way, but shit he really hit me hard with that damn microphone, I legitimately stumbled around the ring for a couple of moments grasping at my head which felt like it was gonna explode. He chuckled as he walked away from the ring, with the loud music and bright lights accompanying him.

I ran to the back once it was all over.

"Oh my god, I was so nervous!" I nearly shouted

"I could tell" Christian barked at me "I can't believe they actually gave you that with mic skills like yours" he said flicking my belt, I put my head down and tightened my grip the title "I'm just kidding" he said "you did fine" my herd perked up like someone telling a dog that it did well.

"You wanna go out to dinner tonight, my treat considering its your big night back"

"Not really, me and a couple of people are probably going out"

"Oh" I said not trying to sound to hurt "whose going?"

"Jeff, Matt, Shawn, Edge…"

"Edge" I almost whispered bobbing my head and looking away

"Please Jack, I'm really not in the mood for this right now"

"What time do you think you'll be home by?" I said trying not to start a fight

"I don't know, don't wait up" he said

"You know I can't sleep when you're not there"

"Then take and an Ambien, I don't know", I could tell how frustrated he was getting.

"All right, I'm sorry"

"Yeah me to" he said, he leaned in and hugged me, I went to give him a kiss, and pushed back keeping his hands on my chest. "I'm sorry I forgot." He patted his hand on my shoulder twice, gave me that signature look and walked away, I sighed.

XXX

I walked away from him, I could his feel his puppy dog eyes staring at my back… or probably my ass, it had taken a while but I finally lost any sense of guilt when he threw one of his little hissy fits.

"Electrocute yourself with your microphone" I said to myself, that was a good one.

As I walked out of the building and into my car it became more and more easy to stop thinking about Jack, and focus on the person I was really looking forward to seeing tonight… Edge of course. I was still pissed that they had me on ECW, which as far as I was concerned was a place for the Jack Swaggers of the world, but little did Jack know that I was promised that I wouldn't be there for long, and I couldn't wait to break the news to Edge.

I drove down the streets of Portland , where the fuck was this bar? My anticipation and excitement was quickly turning into frustration as I drove around in circles, trying to find O' Riley's, leave it to Edge to want to meet up at a place called O' Rileys.

After over a half hour of aimless driving I finally found the dump of a bar, I walked inside, everything wreaked of whiskey and cheap cologne. I took two steps inside and like fate, my eyes instantly locked on the Edge's, there was a second of almost pure bliss… it had been so long, he didn't put his hair up, I hate that.

"Asshole" I said walking up to him, being the closest I've been to him in years.

"What, I didn't put my hair up?" he replied, aggravating me even more, by the fact that he acknowledged that he knew what he did was wrong but did it anyway, "how've ya been man" he pulled me close and gave me a hug.

"A hug?" I said, not able to tell if he was joking.

"Well what do you want to get it on right here?" he asked me, his voice soaked in sarcasm.

"Well do I have to be on top?" I said back with no change in my voice.

He laughed nervously, which suddenly made me nervous, was I a fool for thinking things were gonna go back to normal so quickly. He sounded so excited to see me on the phone, but this after all me and him had been through after all we had together, all I get is a hug and a nervous laugh. I got so wrapped up in my own thought that I didn't even realize that an awkward silence had brewed between the two of us, I remember thinking about how if this is how I always make Jack feel, I looked up at Edge, and our eyes met for a second and for the first time ever I felt no connection, and the silence grew longer, unfortunately the silence was about to be broken, and considering who was about to break it, the silence seemed golden…