A/N Thank you all for your support on this story. Hope you enjoy this next chapter

Jess was so confused, she had seen him all over Michelle, or was that bitch all over him, hadn't he told her how much she meant to him, that he loved her. She should be by his side, even after what she saw deep down she knew he loved her.

"John will you take me to him"

"Little one he's at hospital, they may not let you in. Michelle is still married to him, still his wife" she didn't need to have that thrown in her face at the moment.

"I have to try John, see what has happened" John nodded, grabbing his keys, they all went to the hospital. Jess was so grateful in a short space of time to have these two support her, she was scared truth be known, petrified, wondering if Michelle would be there?. Well sod it Mark was hers and she was damn well going to fight for him. He had shown her his love for over five hours, back home and she wasn't losing him.

"I WANT MY BABY GIRL, BABY GIRL?" Mark was delirious, John had given him a broken shoulder, his knee was damaged again, and don't even start on how many fucking stars he was seeing, and why, had that boy jumped script. What the hell for? What was with all those questions or accusations, he was hurt that Jess had disappeared, had it all scared her that much, making her run. God he prayed she hadn't, his heart felt heavy in his chest, he couldn't give a fuck how messed up his body was, or the pain he was in, he just wanted his baby girl. Trying to stop them from sedating him, he cried out again for her.

Hearing him shout her name, made her run the rest of the way, somehow getting through to his room. With pain filled eyes he drank her in, so pleased to see her, reaching his hand out she grasped it within both of hers. Kissing his fingers as he went under with the medication they gave him, she wanted to throw up, he was a mess, seeing him up close, was so different to what she had seen over the years on tv. If the fans really saw what the wrestlers went through, for entertainment, though if John hadn't done what she asked, he wouldn't be here. God it was all her fault, she should have listened before taking action, but that was her just lately. Her emotions were all over the place, after speaking with the doctor, she thanked John and Mickie, saying she would stay the night, with Mark. He had been moved into a bigger bed, which allowed her to share it with him. Vince had turned up, almost firing John after doing this to one of his top wrestlers, with some smooth talking by Jess, all was sorted. Glenn had popped in, with Jo, his wife, as the night grew darker and the visitors started to leave, with promises to see how he was tomorrow. The room felt empty, leaving just herself and Mark, Mickie had kindly got her some food, a few cans of coke and something to read, as well as a change of night clothes, from her own suitcase.

Jess changed in the bathroom, yet couldn't look at herself in the mirror, it had been her fault, she just knew it. Finally walking out she took a good long look at him, brushing his hair out off his forehead, she placed a kiss there. His nose had been broken, and he was damn lucky his cheekbone hadn't shattered, the damage that had been done wasn't as bad as some of the stuff he had done to him, it was bad enough for Jess.

"Where are you baby girl, please don't leave me" Jess held him close, tears running down her cheeks, he was having a dream, or maybe even a nightmare. It told her all she needed to know, settling down next to him, her arm across his chest her head on his shoulder, she fell into a restless sleep.

Mark woke around 4am, where the fuck was he, allowing his eyes to adjust to the partial darkness, he realised hospital. Attempting to move, he felt a weight on his chest, looking down he saw his baby girl, curled up almost on top of him. Thank god she hadn't ran, though may be when he did find out the reason John had done this, she should have. He managed to move her a little he needed to pee and there was no way he was waking her. She looked so young, so bloody innocent, yet he knew with a satisfied smirk on his face, she was far from innocent, all thanks to him. His feet hit the floor as he gingerly stepped one foot in front of the other, trying not to put too much weight on his damaged knee, fuck his whole body felt wrecked. Managing to do what he needed to do, he did the big mistake of looking in the mirror, hell what a mess his face was. His right eye was bloodshot and the bruising was showing a lovely dark mauve and deep purple, hell his nose was as bad. His shoulder was taped up, but thank god he wasn't seeing those damn stars.

Jess felt cold, her hand reaching out as her body moved to where Mark should have been, sitting up quickly she went dizzy. Where was he, Oh god had he…No thank god she saw a light in the bathroom, reaching up she turned the overhead light on low and waited. Hearing him wash his hands, her body tensed, butterflies in her tummy, she had to tell Mark, the reason he was here was because of her.

Mark slowly moved out of the bathroom, feeling his age more than ever. Jess had her back to him, she looked so beautiful, what was she doing with him? He had said to her he was old enough to be her dad, and he was. His body was showing him that it was getting time to retire. Ok John had broken script and beat the hell out of him, if he was younger he would have moved quicker, fought back faster. His body wouldn't be aching as if a steel truck had run over him, he wasn't as young as he use to be and accepting that was the hardest thing. Could he quit something that has been his whole life, if he did what then. Would Jess still want him?, he hadn't done much outside wrestling so whatever happened would be a big change. Almost crawling to the bed, his body in that much pain, he eased himself on to it, pressing the button for the nurse. He needed something to take this fucking pain away, as he waited he looked at Jess, seeing that she was actually awake.

"Where'd you go baby girl?" Jess hated to see the pain and hurt on his face, she had brought him to his knees, and she hated herself for doing it. Never would she want to see the emotions she had just seen in his eyes.

"I'm Sorry" she whispered so quietly he almost didn't hear it.

"For running baby girl" her eyes taking in every mark on his body, tears slowly edging out from her eyes.

"No, for telling John to do this to you" If Mark was shocked he didn't show it, yet inside he was hurt, angry, shocked, why what had he done, he needed to know.

"Why baby girl, what did I do so wrong, apart from love you" that broke her, the love he felt for her was so real, was he really innocent or was it all a game to him.

"I saw you and Michelle" she couldn't control the tears, sobbing, how could she say she loved him, then allow another man to do this.

"Baby girl, did you not think to ask me, did you see me push her away?" Jess shook her head, Mark couldn't hold back any longer, pulling her into his arms, to comfort her. The nurse came in with the pain killer and, after seeing the state of Jess administered a small tranquiliser to calm her down. Finally crying herself to sleep, Mark wondered again if she was too young, if this was how she would react anytime he screwed up, if so would he be able to get back up again from the beating.

Jess hadn't seen him drunk, yes she had witnessed his temper, but not as violent as he could be. If they stayed together and she pulled this shit again, chances are she would see the other two sides she hadn't yet seen. Mark had a big problem was he willing to put his baby girl through that, he loved her so much. She would get hurt he knew this, as there would be so much shit coming their way over the next few months, was he strong enough to let her go, now before it happened, or was he too fucking selfish and keep her at his side,