AN: Now the story continues. We see what is going to happen as the two women Asya and Mickie try to continue their relationship, but of course, the strain of their past relationships can wear on their current one. Will it, and what will happen as a result of it?

Chapter Two: Of Pain and Love

She hated to see Asya like this. Mickie, pretending to be sleep, watched Asya get up, and wipe her eyes. It was apparent that she had another bad dream, but she either slept right through it, or she was crying because of something else. Asya slid out of the bed that they shared, and entered the bathroom. She heard the shower start, the pulling back of the curtain, and Asya then getting into the shower. Mickie quickly got out of the bed, and listened at the door, placing her ear to it.

With the water running full blast, Mickie heard Asya soft crying through the water and the wooden door. Mickie felt absolutely terrible when she heard her lover crying. She knew what that felt like, because Tara made her like that many times, but Tara was gone now, and now she was with someone that really lvoved her. What really hurt Mickie was the fact that someone that she cared about was feeling pain, and there was nothing that the brunette could do about it, or was it?

Asya walked out of the shower, and into the bedroom that she and Mickie shared. There was where she saw Mickie laying on the bed, waiting for her to come out and join her. Asya went over to the dresser, and grabbed some underwear. She slid them on under her robe, and slid a heavy sweat shirt on over her head, and laid on the bed beside Mickie.

"Asya, are you feeling alright? Last night it seemed as though you were having a bad dream last night." Mickie said, taking her girlfriend's hand in hers.

"I am fine now, but I did have a nightmare last night." Asya said.

"What happened in it?" Mickie asked her.

"Are you sure that you want to know?" Asya asked her, almost in a tone that was a warning in disguise.

"Yes, I want to know." Mickie said sweetly.

"Alright." Asya said, taking a deep breath before continuing. "It was the night that Gail was killed. I was on the ground, and Tara was beating me, and beating me. She would have killed me if Gail didn't step in. She died because of me. She died trying to protect me."

"Asya, I want to know, what else happened?" Mickie said in a comforting tone, but in reality, she really wanted to know what happened.

"I woke up the next morning at the hospital, wondering where I was, and then I saw Gail's mother come in, and she told me that Gail was gone." Asya said, crying really bad at the moment. Mickie wondered if she should do anything to calm her down, but Asya began to cry worse.

Asya was sobbing now, and Mickie just pulled the younger woman to her, and let Asya cry into her shoulder. The death of her fiancee and living without the woman that she loved was something that she was still getting used to. Hell, how was she ever going to get used to that? Mickie never knew what losing someone close to you was like, but this was something that Asya went through, and she was not going to get over in a matter of days, weeks or even years.

All she could do was stand there and hold her, and make sure that the person she loved was feeling alright.

As stated earlier, Asya hated being homebound, or whatever you called the situation that she was in. She was going to be home, alone sometimes because Katie would be out doing her own thing, and Mickie would be in Florida, performing at TNA live, and shows around the world. She would watch the shows, some times. The words 'some times' are used because even though it is scripted, she really couldn't stand seeing the woman that she loved being hurt, fake or not.

Anyways, back to present day, Asya was laying in her room, just staring at the tv when Katie called her, telling her to come downstairs. Asya sighed, andwalked downstairs to see what the fuss was. Katie just stood there, pointing at the screen, and there Asya saw what she most feared.

Mickie was lying on the ground, as paramedics were tending to her. She was ill not responding, and they loaded her into an ambulance, and drove her off to the nearest hospital.

"Wow. Do you think that she is alright?" Katie asked her.

"Sure. She is just acting. That is just scripted acting." Asya said, literally forcing herself to keep her voice steady.

"Uh, are you okay?" Katie asked, looking at her with a concerned look on her face.

"Sure. I'm...I'm fine." Asya said.

Katie nodded her head and continued to watch the show that she was watching. Asya walked upstairs, and into her room. She laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The moment that the sight of seeing the woman she loved lying on the ground, motionless, that brought tears to her eyes.

I hope that Mickie is alright, I really do. Asya said, crying herself to sleep.

This is what Asya hated. This is what Asya hated and feared the most.

The night had turned from a peaceful, and quiet night, then a hellstorm was ripping through the city. She never got over the fear of rainstorms, because in all honesty and reality, she never needed to. When storms hit while she was at home, she was always with someone. Whether it was her parents, her siblings, and in present situations, Gail and now Mickie, she had someone to protect her, or rather make her feel safe. When the thunder shook the house, and Asya right out of her sleep, she reached over, and felt for Mickie, and some type of comfort, but that is when the truth hit her, and hit her hard in the heart. This right here is what Asya hated and feared the most.

Mickie was not there for her when she needed her the most.

AN: It is starting here, the main plot is starting here. In the next chapter, the friction between them starts, and it will get worse. What will happen? Wait and find out!