**I do NOT own Jeff or Shannon, TNA does. I only own Emma and Krystal.** **I also don't own and movies mentioned either…** **Enjoy**Read & Review**

Shannon closed the door on Jeff's car and walked up to the house. He stuck his key in the door and unlocked it. As soon as the door opened the dogs jumped on him.

"Get down! Shut up!" he said pushing the dogs aside.

Shannon set his bag down on the floor in the hallway and made his way up the stairs. He walked down the hall to his bedroom and listened. He could hear Emma's breathing.

"Sound asleep, as usual," chuckled Shannon.

Shannon walked back down stairs and let the dogs out the back door. Once they were out, he went to the kitchen and started the coffee pot. He pulled out a frying pan and put it on the stove.

Emma was lying in bed when she caught a whiff of the unmistakable smell of coffee.

"Coffee?" said Emma rolling over to see it was 7:30am. "Who is here making coffee?"

Emma stood up from the bed and stretched. She ran her hand across her face and waked out the bedroom door. She waited to be attacked by the dogs, but they weren't there. She listened and didn't hear them.

Shannon was halfway through breakfast when he heard Emma walking down the stairs. Shannon smiled to himself and put a plate of bacon on the counter. He walked over and checked on the dogs before he started cooking the eggs.

Emma walked down the stairs and could smell bacon.

Mmm, bacon, thought Emma as she walked into the kitchen.

"Bacon and eggs okay with you?" asked Shannon as Emma walked into the kitchen.

Emma jumped and screamed.

"Cool it," said Shannon moving the frying pan into the sink.

"Shannon?" asked Emma from the living room.

"No, the pope. Yes it is me," said Shannon walking around the corner.

As Shannon rounded the corner he started laughing.

"What were you going to do? Clobber me with Dragon's chew toy?" asked Shannon still laughing.

Emma looked down at what she was holding before she dropped it.

"Shut up, you scared the shit outta me," said Emma.

"Sorry, babe," said Shannon.

"Why didn't you wake me up when you got home?" asked Emma walking into the kitchen.

"I did," said Shannon motioning to the food.

"I meant by shaking me, not with aroma," said Emma.

"Thought this would be better, guess I will shake the shit outta you the next time," said Shannon grabbing a piece of bacon.

Emma shook her head as she poured a cup of coffee.

"Where are the dogs?" asked Emma.

"Outside," said Shannon.

"Okay," said Emma grabbing another piece of bacon.

"Hungry?" asked Shannon.

"Not really why?" asked Emma grabbing yet another piece of bacon.

"That is the sixth piece you've had," said Shannon letting the dogs back in the house.

"Nu-uh," said Emma.

"Yeah huh," said Shannon sitting down in front of her.

"Nu-uh. Now about that lamp," said Emma changing the subject.

Shannon shook his head as he stood and walked over to the basement door. "You coming or are you afraid that the big, bad spider is gonna get you again?"

"Ass," said Emma throwing a towel at Shannon.

Shannon laughed and walked down the stairs and flipped on the basement light. He walked over to the workbench. He laughed when he saw the mess that Emma had left in her haste to get out of the basement. He leaned over and picked up the shoebox that she dropped. He opened it to check on the ring. Thankfully the ring was okay. He closed the box and put it back on the shelf. He grabbed a light bulb and walked back up the stairs.

"See, no harm," said Shannon closing the basement door.

"Shut up," said Emma. "That spider was huge!"

"Of course, baby," said Shannon walking out of the kitchen.

Emma frowned and cleaned up the rest of breakfast. She washed the dishes and put them away. She walked up the stairs and to her bedroom. Shannon was pulling his clothes out of his bag and putting them in the hamper.

"What?" asked Shannon looking over at Emma.

"Nothing," said Emma.

"Okay," said Shannon. "You feeling any better. You were acting weird when I left."

"I'm fine," said Emma stretching out on the bed.

"Okay," said Shannon putting his bag in the closet. "So what do you want to do today?"

"I don't know," said Emma.

"You don't know? That is a new one," laughed Shannon laying on the bed with her.

"Shut up," said Emma.

"How long we been together?" asked Shannon.

"I don't know, about five months, officially," said Emma.

"Is there an unofficial count?" asked Shannon.

"Well, we were 'together' before I went back home. We've known each other for about seven months or so. Why?" asked Emma.

"No reason. Just wondering if you knew," said Shannon.

"Testing my memory?" asked Emma sitting up to look at him,

"Sure, let's go with that one," said Shannon.

"What is up with everybody," said Emma.

"What are you talking about?" asked Shannon.

"Well, last week when Krystal and I went to the mall she asked me if I would ever marry you, then Jeff says it might happen in the future sometime. Now you are wanting know if I knew how long we've been together," said Emma.

"Would you?" asked Shannon.

"Would I what?" asked Emma.

"Every get married to me?" asked Shannon.

"Where is this coming from?" asked Emma.

"No where," said Shannon getting up off the bed.

Shannon walked down the stairs to the living room and plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. Emma rolled over on her stomach and looked at the wall. Just as she went to move she was hit with and overwhelming nauseous feeling.

Emma jumped up and ran into the bathroom, throwing up the contents of the breakfast Shannon had made. Emma heaved a few more times before she got up and brushed her teeth and cleaned out her mouth. She flushed the toilet and walked back and collapsed on the bed.

Shannon heard Emma run across the floor upstairs. He waited for her to come bounding down the stairs, but she never did. He waited a few more minutes. When he heard the toilet flush, he turned off the TV and walked up the stairs.