AN: So this story can be read alone, but it is the sequel to XOXO.Also the Chris in this story is Masters not Jericho and the John is Morrison not Cena. I hope you enjoy it!Please review and tell me what you think.Okay enough from me, on towards the story Mrs.Randista

A whole month. Chris and I have been together for a whole month. Time went by so fast and it only feels like we've been together for a week but at the same time it feels like a year. I don't know every time I think about it I just get even more confused. But I don't care I don't think I've been this happy since the day I signed my contract with the WWE. But then again I was so worried about messing up or botching a move in the ring that it immediately killed my buzz and I just went home and fell asleep having nightmares of severely hurting someone in the ring.

Maybe I might have been this happy when I was told of the storyline with Trish. Now I was crazily happy that day. I mean who wouldn't want to work with her. She was like a living legend and I was honored to even be in the ring with her let alone in a feud with her. But that was always overshadowed by the fact that as much as I loved being in the ring with her and how close we had become and just how much I learned from her, she was gone now. She didn't wrestle anymore and it sucked not having her around anymore.

I know I was defiantly happy the day I won the Women's Championship. But with the five wins always came the thought of the four losses. Some of them to divas I really hated to pass it on to. I just didn't know. Chris just what I always secretly wanted but was always too scared to admit it. He understood me on a level that I didn't even understand myself. He wasn't afraid to tell me when I was being more than just a little wacky and unreasonable. We still fought like always but now it was more of a constant playful banter.

But I knew it had to end sometime and today seemed to be the day. After being together constantly for a month Chris was leaving. His trial was over and Vince had told him that he would give him a call if anything opened up again. So he was leaving back to California while I stuck traveling on the east coast for at least the next month. I was worried. What if some bimbo with big boobs sank her skanky claws into him and didn't let go. I was so used to having him around constantly. He was there when went to sleep and woke up. Before and after shows there he was waiting to critique my match and give me advice. He was right there in the gym with me helping me and pushing me when I was always ready to give up.

I though that going out with Chris would divert my attention away from work but it did the opposite. It made me more focused because he made me work hard and focus. It seemed like he really did love wrestling and was living out his dream through me again and I was okay with it. But his release was something he didn't bring up. So I left that subject alone.

But that was the only closed subject. Everything else he was open about. I learned quickly that Chris was a very social being and was close with a lot of the other superstars. It came as a surprise to me but it helped me with my plan to hang with the divas more because when he was hanging with the 'guys' as he like to call it I would spend time with the divas. It was fun because now I could really engage in their talking.

It was like Chris brought out a side of me that I didn't know existed. I felt like a new person and it all came natural to me. I didn't feel like I was faking or pretending to be someone I wasn't. I sincerely liked this new person I was. I was way less bitter and cynical but I still had the sarcasm because hey it's who I am.

Currently I was out at dinner with the divas(Melina though that a lunch date was for old people forgetting the fact that we were meeting on a Sunday) brooding over the fact that by this time tomorrow Chris would be gone. I wouldn't even be able to see him off at the airport because his flight left during the show. I was trying to hide my sadness because Chris and I really didn't want anyone to know until he had left. He wasn't one for sad goodbyes so leaving during the show was perfect for him. I could tell I was being unsuccessful because some divas kept sending questioning glances my way but I would just return them with smiles. I was okay. I didn't need any sympathetic glances or gestures.

"Mickie are you okay?" I should have expected Melina to ask me this. She really was the diva I was closest to. I could open up to her easily and she always seemed to have the answer to every question or dilemma I was stuck in. She had become like a sister to me and I was glad for that because it was nice having someone other than John to talk to.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired."

"Ha yeah probably because Chris kept you up all night." Candice said and the whole table erupted with laughter. It had been an ongoing thing to get me to talk about my sex life with Chris but I had yet to give in. That was personal and just between us.

"But seriously Mickie, are you sure you're okay? You're not acting like you normal self." Melina again.

"I told you I'm fine."

"Are you sure? I mean Chris is leaving tomorrow. That's not affecting you in the slightest way?" When this came out of Maria's mouth, I was shocked for two reasons. One because I knew I had told no one other than John about Chris' leaving. I knew Chris didn't tell anyone either because he told me not to tell anyone. So how the hell did she find out? I knew for sure John didn't talk to Maria because he just didn't like her for some reason. The second reason I was shocked was because who knew Maria could even say a sentence like that? I once though the stupid act was just that, and act but time spent with her showed that it was deeply embedded into her personality and was no act.

"How did you know Chris was leaving tomorrow?" She did a little air head laugh and twirled her hair around her finger.

"Oh I can't remember who told me. I think it may have been Chris." Chris told her? The same Chris who chewed me out just for telling John goes and tells Maria. What the hell was he doing talking to Maria in the first place? When I saw him, later I had some words for him.

That was how I ended up practically red waiting for Chris to come back into the hotel room. I knew it wouldn't be right to start a fight a day before he left. I should be cherishing all of the time I had left while he was physically here but I was livid. How dare he set a double standard? I stayed there lounged across the bed with my eyes burning holes through the door for a good half an hour before Chris sauntered his way through the door.

"Hey baby. Waiting for me?" He shut the door behind him, walked over to the bed and took up a position similar to mine.

"Yeah actually I was."

"Well wait no longer." He tried to lean in for a kiss after saying that but I ducked out of the way and he sent a confused glance my way. "Did I do something wrong?"

"Yes you did."

"Well would you mind telling me because as much as I wish for it to happen I'm no mind reader."

"You gave me the silent treatment for almost a full day after I told John, my best friend, that you were leaving and then you go and tell Maria who is practically nothing to you? What the hell?" By now I had jumped up off of the bed and began pacing.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Now he wanted to play stupid. I was not falling for it.

"Maria told me today that she knew you were leaving."

"I don't know how. I haven't talked to her." He was really pouring it on looking all innocent and stuff.

"Then tell me Chris, how did she find out?" By now we were screaming. It was silly that it was over such a trivial thing but it was the principal of the matter.

"I don't know maybe John told her." I could hear the sarcasm and jealousy roll of his tongue as he said John's name. He and John were close friends but he didn't like the fact that I hung out with John so much and that we did have a sexual history. I wasn't proud of it, but that was long before Chris and I got together. John was a smooth talker and just a pure sexual being. Seducing came naturally to him and I was sucked in. Chris usually did his best to keep it down and not surface his anger and jealousy but usually in the heat of our arguments it would come out.

"Oh please John wouldn't do something like that after he promised me not to tell anyone."

"Yeah and I would? Nice to know how much you trust me compared to John."

"Chris please don't bring him into this. He has nothing to do with it." He looked and me, closed his eyes and laid back on the bed. I could tell that he was counting to ten. He told me he did it to calm down or keep from saying something he might regret. I couldn't tell which he was doing it for. He opened his eyes and I knew he didn't want to argue anymore and that was a good thing because I didn't either.

"I'm sorry, your right. I had no reason to bring him into this like that. But I know I didn't tell anyone, why would I? It was my idea in the first place to leave unnoticed." I stopped my pacing and he opened up his arms for a hug. "Forgive me?" I couldn't resist so naturally I went into his arms and gave in to the hug. I could lay in his arms forever. It was truly heaven and I was going to seriously miss having him around for hugs whenever I wanted.

"Can we just forget about this and go to sleep?" Arguing with Chris always took a lot out of me.

"Well we have to change first."

"I don't wanna." I said as he sat up and tossed me back down on the bed not too gently.

"Oh well, you have to. Last time you didn't change before beds I was picking glitter out of my hair and off of me for about a week and you woke up looking like a racoon." I smiled at the memory and managed to drag myself up and into the bathroom to prepare for bed.

I was all too happy when I was done and I slid back into bed where Chris was already waiting watching the news like always. Now that made me wonder a little. He would always watch the news before going to sleep. I ignored the voice of the nasal anchor man on the screen and wrapped my arms around Chris and laid my head on his chest. What was I going to do when he was gone? I didn't want to think about it. It scared me. Just as my thoughts about having to be without Chris kicked up into full speed, I felt his arms wrap around me and he gave me a little squeeze.

"I love you Mickie." Suddenly things didn't seem as bad anymore. I had him here and now and I was more than happy about that.