"I will ask you again Mark who the fuck is she?" God he didn't need this crap at the moment, he was beginning to wonder what the fuck he was thinking when he married this kid, and hell she was a spoilt, pampered, little brat.

"Get out Michelle go play with the other kids in the playground, I mean it though we are through I don't need a bitch like you in my life" oh yes her husband had someone new all she had to do was find the bitch and cut her deep. If there was one thing Mark hated was imperfection, on a woman, by the time Michelle finished with her he would not look at the other woman twice. Letting him have his moment she grabbed her gear, let him sulk she was out to go play, stupid old bastard.

Andie couldn't sleep all she could think of was Mike he would have been three today, his life cut so short, all their lives stopped that night hers included, until recently, until she met Mark. Unbeknown to him he had helped her live again, to force herself to believe in herself. He would never know how grateful she was, and in time she would tell him. Staring up at the ceiling she wished her family were here, they would all be so surprised how much she had changed, never had she been into wrestling, and now here she was in the ring, taunting the biggest dog of the yard.

"Mike I miss you so much happy Birthday my darling, Paul, if only you could see me now, if only all of you could be with me share this with me" turning her head to the pillow she sobbed as she felt her husband hold her close, comfort her, in her loneliness , it may have been only her imagination, yet it helped. Falling into an induced sleep brought on by crying and tiredness she knew she would look like shit in the morning, who cared she was allowed too, anyone who had gone through what she had would be exactly the same.

Mark hadn't fared much better, after chucking Michelle out, he tossed and turned all night, wishing he had Andie next to him. His priority now was to find her, he had to know, no needed to know what secrets she held, for some reason he wanted to help her.

Both arrived late at the arena, Mark had chosen his bike it always helped him clear his head letting the engine go all out, the speed and wind ripped any cobwebs from his head, returning him back to sanity as he called it. Walking into Vince's office he was surprised to see Andie sat there she looked as though she had been crying for weeks, her eyes red raw, her face puffy and wet. Bending down next to her, he took her face softly in his hands,

"Baby girl tell me what's wrong?" If Vince hadn't been sat down he would have fallen, was this really Mark Calaway being gentle with their lost soul as he called her. What the hell had gone on for him to change from screaming at her to well to wanting to care for her.

"Mark, this is personal in future I would appreciate it if you knocked before you entered"

"Yeah and I would prefer to know what the hell is going on around here so I guess we both don't get what we want" getting to his feet, he went for the door.

"Mark wait" he only barely heard her words, but he had, turning back to her he sank down to her level looking into her eyes waiting, unsure of what he was truly waiting for but he stayed.

"It would have been my sons third birthday yesterday" He caught the would have been straight away, could this be what Paul and John had been on about. Nodding his head, his arms went around her, comforting her, Vince watched actually feeling as though his was trespassing on a special moment.

"Would have been darlin?"

"He died last year"

"Oh god baby I am so sorry" even though he had no children of his own he could only imagine how hard it was too loose one

"With his dad, and his two sisters" putting her head into his neck she sobbed for them all. Mark looked up at Vince, pissed more than anything, he had allowed him to shout, be little this little one yet all had known what she had gone through.

"You fucking bastard, you knew you all fucking knew and yet you let me….." was all he said as he picked Andie up his arms and carried her to his locker room, shutting the door, he sat down with her in his arms comforting her, the best way he knew how, by just holding her. She couldn't help but snuggle down into his warmth, he felt like a warm blanket comforting her when she need it most. Mark sat there his head thrown back his eyes on the ceiling, how could he ever make up to her what he said, The guilt came crashing down when he remembered telling her that her kids would be ugly, that any man ... oh god how hurtful he had been, he had judge her and condemned her within moments of meeting her because she wasn't beautiful how fucking shallow had he become. She was beautiful both inside and out the strength she had to carry on was beyond him, he wouldn't have been able to cope no way.

His mother would be so proud of him, hell if she knew what he had said and done he would get boxed around the ears, from his whole family not just his mum. He had to right what he had done, to go through what she had must have almost killed, oh god that was why. Taking her small hand in his he turned it over looking at the wrist, his finger gently sliding over it, before he brought it to his lips, placing a soft kiss on the scarred skin. She had almost tired to kill herself .

"I am so sorry darlin, so deeply sorry for what I said, it was cruel and evil and I hope in time you will forgive me" coming out of her shock, she came too, wondering how she ended up on Mark's knee in his locker room. Trying to get up he settled her further on his lap, holding her as his hands ran down her back

"It's ok darlin you are safe"

"I…. I have to get back, they need me for tonight"

"Fuck tonight we are not doing it, Vince can put it on bloody hold for all I care, your whole family little one, to lose them, to then try end your life, and I the things I said to you, god you must hate me sweetheart"

"I couldn't hate you Mark, you didn't know, i…."

"That is beside the point, I was shallow, and I am disgusted with myself that I could say what I did, I hope in time you will forgive me"

"I already have, Mark" turning her face to his she smiled through her tears, neither could stop themselves if they tried, both moving towards the other, both equally shocked when their lips met and the world stopped. He couldn't pull back even if he wanted she tasted so sweet, he licked her lips tasting the salt from her tears, before she opened up and he could slid inside. Moving her into a better position on his lap he moved his hands to cradle her face as he held her in place. Andie loved the feelings that ran through her, this man wanted her she could feel it underneath her ass, his cock was rock hard. How could a man as handsome as him want her, damaged goods. Oh god his wife, pushing him away, she shouldn't be even in his room alone never mind on his lap kissing him. Mark was shocked when she pushed him but he accepted it, letting her get her bearings he helped her sit up.

"I should never had allowed you to kiss me"

"baby girl I didn't give you much choice"

"Please Mark I need to go, you have Michelle" he wasn't happy about her leaving like this, no way would he let her go now. Michelle and him were done finished, yet he knew Andie would never considered looking at him twice if he was still married.

"Ok darlin I will let you go, but let me tell you this, I am here for you sweetheart and when you are ready to tell me how you lost your wonderful family I will be here to listen, however I am warning you now little one, I want you and I want you bad, whilst I am with Michelle I know you wouldn't look at me twice, when my divorce is through no matter where you are or who you are with, I am going to find you and then we will put an end to this unfinished business of that I can promise, in the meantime I am hoping you can look at me as a friend"

"That would be nice Mark thank you" with that she slipped out the door, not believing a word he said after all he only felt sorry for her, not seeing the woman in the corridor watching her with venom in her eyes.