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?

Genre: Romantic and Dramatic.

Additional Info: 3rd in the Love United Series.

A/N: Do not fear lovers of this story thus far, I know I made Matt and Jeff say some things that have you worried. Do not fear. I shall not reveal the end of this sucker, but I do ask that you don't read too much into how unenthusiastic Matt is throughout it. The only way I knew at the time to explain Jeff being happy was to think of my little boy and how hyper he gets when he is really and genuinely happy, and how I wonder if the poor kid has ADD and might need Ritalin. LOL So thank you for finding that funny, that was the intent and well I hope you like what I continue to do with all of this.


"What the hell did you do to her man?" Paul screamed, running his fingers roughly through his hair. Shawn had been back only for a few minutes and he had already dropped a huge bomb on him.

Shawn rolled his eyes and continued from the kitchen to sit down on the couch. "I didn't do a damn thing to her man, she made the choice herself and if you have any gumption at all you had better heed what she said."

"She wouldn't just dump me off like that. Do you realize who the hell I am?" Paul screamed again, unwilling to let the idea of Stacy playing him for a fool and throwing it all away enter his mind.

"Who you are? Paul listen to yourself man." Shawn pleaded with his friend, knowing how he felt and not knowing what else to do about it. "Let me tell you who you are as of right now buddy. You are the man that got himself played by his wife and lost a lot of friends in the locker room. You really can't sit there and try to tell me that you are still part of that company and everyone needs to bow to you. It ain't happening man."

Paul thought about what Shawn was saying and realized that his friend did have a very valid point. Paul had been sitting on top of the world for so long he didn't even know how to handle himself now that he had fallen.

"I liked her man, I really did."

Shawn watched his friend stalking back and forth around the room and couldn't help but feel sorry for him. If it hadn't been for what Stephanie was planning, Shawn wouldn't have his wife now, and Paul would still be happy. At least he hoped that were true.

"I know you did Paul and the best thing for her right now is to be left alone to come to terms with what happened to her. If anyone gets that it should be you. Do you remember what your mother went through after her first round of surgery and then chemo? It was rough."

Paul sat down on the couch and as his friend continued to speak around him, let his mind search back to the day his mother had lost her breasts and what it had done to his happy family.


Flashback – 5 Years Previous

"Is mom going to be alright Dad?" he asked in an almost childlike voice. When he had gotten the call about his mother he had dropped all and run to her aid. The last thing he needed in this world was to lose the only woman in his life that gave a damn about him as a person.

"Well son, the doctor says that she is going to have a rough couple of months after this, with coming to terms with the loss of her breasts and her ideal as a woman. He also isn't very sure if they even got it all. At this point all I can tell you is that she has a fifty fifty shot."

Paul felt his body run cold as his father talked. He had wanted to bring Joanie along but didn't want to interrupt her budding WWE career. She was the only other person that could stand by his side no matter what he faced and still come out smiling at the end of it all. He really wished he had asked her to make the trek there, but knew there was nothing he could do about it now.

A few days later his mother was taken home from the hospital and it was like she had turned into a completely different woman overnight. She was hostile and anytime anyone made a glance towards her now vacant breasts, the tool that had fed many kids over the years, she would fall into a mess of tears and need to take medication to calm her.

"Dad, I know I asked you before but you need to tell me again, is she really dealing with this the proper way. She just doesn't feel like mom anymore. It's like there is another woman taking over her soul."

His father had only nodded in agreement and told him that it would be best for everyone if he went back on the road and left the rest to the doctors. He had done what he said, until he got the call that shook his foundation throughout.

"Son, I don't mean to alarm you but your mother has gotten worse and they need to do another surgery."

"How worse did she get dad?"

"It has spread and we don't know how far it has gone at this point. I should also warn you not to come home as she is being held in the hospital for an evaluation."

"What kind of evaluation and why can't I be there for her? She is my mother for Christ's sakes!"

"She is being held for a mental evaluation son. She has tried numerous times to end her life and I can't take another one now."

End of Flashback


When he finally came out of his daze he realized what Shawn had been trying to tell him and he felt his blood go cold like it had the day his father had told him about what his mother was going through and couldn't seem to beat.

"How did she seem to you man when you took her home earlier?"

Shawn threw a puzzled look in his direction and then remembered what Paul had told him about his mother when they had worked together.

"Fine, she wasn't suicidal Paul. She just needs some time to come to terms with what is happening to her body and to her mind. She will come around and if she wants to work on something with you, then she will. You just can't go there and push her."


She stood in front of the mirror. It was six hours after Shawn had dropped her off at home and for some unspeakable reason she felt drawn to really look at herself again. Shawn had indeed made her think she was more then her breasts but she still didn't fully believe in it.

She slowly undid the buttons to her shirt and let it fall down around her arms hitting the floor. She was now stark naked in front of the mirror, open for anyone to see her and judge her. The person she was most afraid of was herself though and she felt her stomach lurch with sickness the longer she stood there.

Stacy let the tears fall then, knowing that soon the well would run dry on them and she would be able to move on without the WWE and without the thing that now had come to mean the most to her, her breasts.

She touched them slowly, letting her fingers run the line of the scars that now lined her chest. She would never have the pleasure of having a child and making sure it had the best start in life now. She was now almost barren, not in her body but most definitely in her mind. She felt the scars and knew they ran deeper then anything she had ever had done before.

Her mind flitted to Paul and wondered if Shawn had done what she had asked and told him about the date and its cancellation. She didn't want to make him feel bad, but she knew that until she came to terms with what was happening to her body, she would never ever be able to be with a man the same way again.

He understands Stacy. His mother went through it all too and he came out the winner there and never looked back. You must give him a chance to work his magic on you too.

The voice was not her own, but she felt it none the same. She knew the person that had spoken was right, but she knew that until she was ready, Paul wasn't going to get the chance to work anything over on her.