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: Thank you for the reviews that I will receive after this is written for the last chapter. I had an idea for this chapter right after I wrote and posted the last chapter and I wanted to get a head start to it before it ran out of my head. This may be a filler chapter, which means nothing heavy will happen, but then again by the end of it who knows? I am speeding the story along in time line, so look out for that. Also to answer a review I just recieved, I came up with the idea for the flowers from a dream I had about where I wanted to take the story next and boom there it was.I know it isnt the best answer but it's true!! Also thanks for info on the breast surgery. I have heard of it in my research but opted against it for the pure pull of the heartstrings, LOL.

A week had passed since that fateful night when Paul and she had gotten together and in that time, the snow had fallen around the house, creating the most beautiful picture. The children in her neighborhood were out playing and with all the snowmen arriving in the street, Stacy found herself taking pictures so she would never forget them.

Her outlook on what had happened to her and what was blooming between her and Paul seemed to be changed, and she had to stop herself sometimes from smiling so much, because it was starting to pain her face. She had been so afraid of living her life in a bubble without work or friends, and here she was now realizing that she was living what life was really about.

Trish had called her a few days before and told her she was flying out, and as Stacy finished getting the house in order, she knew that it wouldn't be long before she eventually walked in her door. Paul had gone back to work, telling her that he couldn't afford any more time away after doing the Blade movie and working without the title. He had to make sure that everything went off perfectly for this upcoming show with Randy.

She had understood of course, but had been sad none the less to see him go. She knew that she missed being around the fans more then anything, but she also knew that the best thing for her right now, dealing with what she was dealing with was to have some time to comprehend all of it and think of a new job to take. The WWE had given her the big shot she needed and now she found herself wanting to do something closer to home.

The baby flowers were filling out nicely, what with her not forgetting to water them, and she found herself being taken back to that night a week ago every time she looked at them or watered them. Paul had really turned out to be just like Shawn in that he just cared about her, not about her body.

With her thoughts still following the course of events of the last week, she didn't hear the doorbell ring behind her. She was taken out of her thoughts when it rang the second time, with Trish screaming outside if she was alright in there.

Opening the door, she let her friend enter the house. Stacy noticed that Trish seemed armed with everything a girl would need for a good night out, and as she dumped it all down on the floor as she entered, she passed Stacy the letter she had been carrying in her hand for fear of losing it.

"What is this exactly?" Stacy asked, eyeing the envelope with fear and also with a seed of wonder as well.

"A letter from the other boy toy in my life." Trish said, obviously out of breath from carrying the booze, chocolate and other gifts she had tagged along for the ride.

"It's from Paul?" Stacy asked, as Trish threw her a look and a smile at the change in her voice. She hadn't expected to like him so much, but now that she did, her whole body changed at the thought of him.

"Yeah, it wouldn't be from Shawn would it?" Trish asked with a laugh. She knew how much her husband was wanted on a daily basis by women and girls alike, but it never ceased to amaze her how wonderful he was in not taking anyone up on it.

"No of course not. Shawn knows that if he did anything that wasn't with you, you would kill him."

"Good thing he doesn't test it then huh?"

Stacy laughed and ushered Trish into her living room. As Trish opted to head to the kitchen with the drinks and food, Stacy took the chance to sit down and read the letter Paul had sent along with his sister in law.

Stacy,

Do you know how much I wish I was there with you instead of this ring with the sweaty men? I know you do, and I also know how much you wish you were here too. I knew my sister in law was coming out to see you and well I told her to take this with her before I had even wrote it. I wanted to tell you I miss you, I really did enjoy the night with you a week ago, and as soon as I get the chance to get away, I want to continue where we left off. Maybe the two of you girls can come up with something for us huh? I just wanted you to know how much I think about you and that I can't wait to see you in a couple days time. You really are more special to me then I thought and my heart bleeds without you.

Paul

She wiped the tears from her eyes as she put the letter back into its envelope and while Trish was busy in the kitchen, she took the time to take a look outside around here again. What she saw when she looked out almost made her heart stop beating. There was a car there, which threw her off because Trish had gotten a station wagon for the ride from the airport.

The doorbell rang then and she headed to get it. Before she had a chance to get it though, Trish came running from the kitchen to intercept her.

"You can't get that yet." She muttered, putting herself between the door and Stacy.

"What do you mean I can't get my own door? Someone is out there Trish, what would you say I do?"

Trish smiled then, one of the smiles that she only used when she was up to something. Shawn had warned everyone in the locker room about this smile and as she noticed it now, Stacy had to wonder what Trish had gone ahead and done.

She pushed her friend out of the way and opened the door quickly and came face to face with the man that had just written her the sweetest letter.

"Surprise!!" Trish screamed, jumping up and down, unable to calm herself down as she saw Stacy's expression change from concern to complete and utter shock.

"I'm sorry about Trish Stacy; I told her this was a silly idea. I hope you are happy to see me though."

Not knowing what to say she walked forward and pulling Paul into the house she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, letting the sparks continue to fly between them unnoticed.

"Score another one for the Hardy master of love!" Jeff hollered, bringing Matt over to see what the commotion was.

"What the heck did you do now Jeff?"

'I got the two of them together. I would like to see you do better."

"I got her to go easier on him Jeff, or did you forget that little fact. You wouldn't have gotten this far without me."

Jeff laughed and watched his old girlfriend below them, still unable to sit still, excited that her plan had obviously worked.

"Trish hasn't changed a bit. Although she has no idea that we had something to do with all of this."

Matt laughed as he noticed what had gotten Jeff's attention. Trish had always been the matchmaker and she did a good job of it normally, even after what had happened between his brother and her years before. As much as he had jaded her, it was obvious that they still had some sort of unfinished business.

"Did you mind control Trish to do what you wanted Jeff? If you did I swear to God I will have you pulled off this!"

Jeff just smiled and walked away. If he didn't admit to anything then Matt couldn't do anything. Jeff knew what he had done, and that was good enough for him. If it made two people that were meant to be together get together, then what harm did it cause?