Disclaimer: As appealing as owning some of the World Wrestling Entertainment Superstars is, I really have to take a step back and admit that no, I do not own them, they in fact own themselves and this story is fictional in nature and any similarity to anything happening in real life is purely my way of being a psychic.

Summary: Stacy is diagnosed with a life threatening injury causing her to take time away from the ring. Will the love of the most unlikely man bring her back to perfect health or is she destined to have loved and lost in the game of love?

Characters Appearing: Instead of giving away who the man is right away, I will just say it includes only WWE pairings and no original characters, although I am the queen of those.

Genre: Romantic and Dramatic.

Additional Info: 3rd in the Love United Series.

A/N: This story is completely fictional and the mother dying has nothing to do with the wrestler's real life. He will also come out of the darkness in the next chapter and you will learn who he is. I felt the need to tease you. Thank you all for the reviews and I hope I can make this one as good as the first.

They had been seated at the diner no longer then five minutes when she looked across the table and realized what she was doing and who she was doing it with. When she had first come into the company she had gained a reputation for sleeping with any man that came on to her and as much as she knew that there was no truth to it at all, she couldn't be bothered caring what anybody else saw when they saw her now.

"So do you want to tell me what brought on all of those tears at the Doctor's office?" he asked her then, knowing he might not get much out of her, but wanting to help ease some of her fears. "If you are worried I would tell anyone, don't worry. I have become such a pariah in the locker room now, no one trust me, even if I did want to talk to them about it."

Stacy knew that he had meant to take some of her fear away but at the same time it just made her realize just who she was across the table from. "I had some tests fun after I found a lump in my breast and well they just weren't what I thought they were going to be."

For a few minutes they just dined on the coffee and donuts in silence as he hadn't been expecting to hear anything close to that and she hadn't been ready to tell anyone other then her doctor how she was really feeling. She was about to break the silence when he finally spoke.

"Do you want to tell me what they found? I mean I know it can't be good but sometimes it helps to talk to someone not close to it. At least that is what Shawn has told me so many times in the last two years."

Stacy thought about it then. She had known from watching them backstage that Shawn and him were friends, and that they were pretty much brothers, but anything else about what they talked about just hadn't seemed important until now.

"I found the lump about a week ago I guess, and I immediately called my doctor. She called me for today and told me the results of the tests I had run. As it turns out, I have breast cancer, which doesn't run in my family, and they want to do surgery."

He started to get interested when she mentioned surgery. His mother, less then a year ago had died from the same thing. He might not have known what happened in the surgery or what her chances were, but he knew how serious this was about to get for her.

"My mother died of breast cancer last year. I don't know anything about it other then that but well I do know what you must feel like."

Stacy then felt her heart go a little weak. So this man sitting across from her had not only known someone who had been through the same thing as her, but who had also passed on from it. She hadn't expected to run into anyone that she worked with that day, but she was starting to believe now that there was a reason for it.

"I'm sorry to hear that. I didn't even hear anything about that. That must have been a pretty hard thing to go through alone." Before she had a chance to comprehend what had just flown out of her mouth, she realized she had made mention of him being alone. He mentioned earlier he was a pariah and the last thing she wanted to do was make him feel like one now. Not when he was being so darn nice to her.

Before she could fix what she had done, he put his hand in the air to stop her. It was obvious to Stacy that he had been through this before and it wouldn't be the last time someone did it to him without thinking.

"Listen Stacy, if we are going to have a nice relaxing time here, then we are going to have to take it easy on each other. I know what I did and what the people close to me have done, and how bad it looks and I am dealing with it as we speak. Please don't feel that you need to censor yourself around me. Censoring yourself would be worse then what you actually end up saying."

She nodded her head and before she knew it, she was enjoying herself, not worrying about what she was saying or what his reaction would be in return. They found common interests even though their age differences were more then a little bit large. She found out why he really liked the band that did his theme music, what his life was like before he was on the road all the time. Above everything else that she learned as they sat there for the next 45 minutes was that he was just as alone as she was at that very moment.

He looked into her eyes as they paid the check and he was hit with the truth right square in the eye. They might come from different ends of the spectrum but there was one thing they shared now. They needed each other.

"Bingo my friend!" Jeff yelled as he watched the show below him. He had known Stacy for what he thought was a long time and she hadn't quite been the same since her break up from Andrew Martin who everyone else in the world knew as Test.

"What are you hollering over here little brother? Don't tell me that you started meddling already?"

Jeff threw his brother a guilty look and then his face broke out into an angelic smile. It still amazed Matt that his brother and him had gotten thrown into this life of helping people find love when they never really got the whole process themselves. Jeff seemed to enjoy meddling a lot more then him and that suited him fine but he wished he would do it silently.

"Well big brother, if you don't get right on it, then they lose it and take longer to get together. You know who taught me that?"

"I bet you are going to say me aren't you?"

Jeff snorted loudly and broke out laughing as he kept his carefully watchful eye on what was happening below.

"Okay Jeff, I get it, you didn't learn it from me. Who taught you this brilliant piece of information?"

"Mom did jackass. You would think with all of this time up here you would have looked her up."

Matt immediately put his head into his hands. As much as he didn't want to admit it, Jeff did have a point. He must look like a terrible son.

"When did you find the time with all your meddling to find and speak to our mother?" Matt asked, trying to blow off his brothers last comment but finding himself unable too.

"When you had your head up your ass about the whole Amy married to someone else thing. Stop moping and get over it and mom wants to see you soon."

Matt cast his eyes down on what Jeff was so intent to get involved in and he smiled to himself. If there were any two people that needed love, he had to admit these were the two.

They had just arrived back at the Doctor's and Stacy started walking in the direction of her car, having thanked him for the ride back in the car.

"Stacy before you go can I ask you something?"

She turned on her heels and looked back to where he stood, looking like a kid in grade school preparing to ask the princess on a date. It was a good thing they weren't in school as she had outgrown her ice princess stage a long time ago.

"Yeah sure of course you can."

"Can I see you again?"

Stacy smiled then knowing what he meant but wanting to make the poor guy work for it a little harder then he seemed to be. "You will see me, on RAW before I leave for the surgery."

With that she walked to her car and as she was bending down to get inside, he stood on the other side of the door, not allowing her to close it. For most women this would make them pound the gas peddle, but because it was him and she knew what he was getting at, she let him continue.

"I meant—will you do me the honor of going on a real date with me this weekend?"

She smiled and as she shut the door, she rolled down the window. It might be a bad idea to get involved with someone so close to going under the knife and the emotional pain she would have, but she found herself drawn to him in some way and didn't want to waste any time making choices.

"I would like nothing more. You have my number."

As she drove away the man let out a deep breath and smiled. As his colleague would have seen it, it looked like a million dollar smile. One that wouldn't be seen any other way then with the right woman.