(JOHN POV)

"Yeah I'd like to order some flowers please to be delivered tonight. Tulips for a Dr Imogen Copeland, no card thankyou. She's staying at the Crown Plaza room 510." I watch the florist write down the details.

"How many tulips sir?"

"Twenty."

"That will be $85. Will that be cash sir?"

"Yes," I say and hand her the cash. I leave the florist and make my way back to the arena. It has been a week since my last flower surprise for Imogen; it definitely had her on edge. I hate to cause her so much pain but she must be taught that Adam is scum.

At the arena I go to the trainer's room to find Imogen lying on the examination table, a wet towel on her head.

"Hey are you ok?" I ask rushing over to her and take her hand in mine.

"Yeah I've just got a bit of a headache." I watch her sigh sadly and lick her dry lips. "Adam and I had a fight."

"What's wrong?"

"We had a pregnancy scare in the week; I said I wanted to keep the baby he said he doesn't want children yet. We haven't spoken in two days," I wipe her tears, "and he's been sleeping on the couch."

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want to make a big deal out of it."

"Sweetie it's my job as your friend to look after you and help you through times like this." She sits up and I jump up beside her and she rests her head on my shoulder. I wrap my arm around her. "You're going to go to him and you're going to sort it out." Imogen nods. I don't know why I'm doing this; he's an ass for fighting with her at a time like this.

(IMOGEN POV)

My hand shakes as I raise my hand to knock on the locker room door. Paul London opens the door; a big cheesy grin on his face suddenly becomes shy.

"He's at the back," he says to me quietly and lets me in. "He's in a bad mood."

"I know," I say and make my way to his locker and find him cradling his head in his hands. He looks up at me. "Hey."

"Hey." I sit beside him and he grips onto my hands. "I'm so sorry I should never have said the things I said it's the last thing you need at the moment."

"No Adam it's me who should apologise."

He looks me straight in the eye. "You've done nothing wrong. You've been through so much this year; leaving your job to be with me and having some lunatic making your life hell. I'm selfish for not putting you first but I can't imagine bringing a child into this mess."

"Don't put yourself down we're doing the best we can. We're not ready for a baby, I realise that now. There's plenty of time for kids. "

Tears stream down his face as he kisses me and holds me close.

"These few days without you have been hell," he sobs into my shoulder. "Don't leave me."

Have you ever had the feeling that someone is watching you? Adam and I have been home for a few days now and I have not been able to shake this feeling that there is someone watching. Mr McMahon granted Adam and I leave after our pregnancy scare last week.

While Adam has gone to the shops to get a bottle of wine for dinner I search our bedroom for my mobile phone. I haven't seen it since my last night at work and everyone I've asked hasn't seen it.

I crouch down on the floor and search under the bed with no avail. "Stupid," I snap and sulkily go back to the kitchen; it wasn't the first phone I'd lost.

"Still haven't found your phone?" Adam asks coming up beside me and placing the bottle of wine on the bench.

"No, I remember putting it in my bag and having it with me at the restaurant because John stole it and was taking photos of us."

"Did you ring John and ask him?"

"I tried calling him but he wasn't answering."

"Well he's home tonight so give him a call," he says pouring me a glass of wine, "before he calls you and tries to spend all night on the phone with you again."

I laugh and take the cordless phone into the study. I dial John's mobile number and hear him answer immediately.

"Hey Bella."

"Hey John."

"I missed you this week."

"I missed you too John. Listen, have you seen my phone? I can't find it and you're the last person I remember with it."

"I have a confession to make."

"Go on."

"I found it a few days ago but I've been so swamped with interviews and training that I haven't had time to call you. Do you want to come over and get it?"

"Sure, I'll be over in ten." I hang up and find Adam leaning against the doorframe.

"Let me guess, John had it?" I nod and he shakes his head. "And it just magically happened to fall into his suitcase?"

"What's your problem Adam? Where is all this coming from? I thought you liked John."

"Are you blind? Do you not even notice the way he looks at you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"He likes you."

"Yes as a friend Adam."

"Wake up Imogen; the guy's practically in love with you. He calls you all the time and wants to spend every minute of the day talking or hanging out with you." I can't believe Adam is trying to cause an argument about John. "I don't want you to see him."

"What? You can't tell me who I can and can't see. You're just like my father. I'm going to get my phone."

(JOHN POV)

I'd kept her cell phone during the week so I could copy her photos on her phone onto my computer and a few saucy videos of her and Adam and now finally she is here in my arms. Imogen had come here in tears after another argument with Adam. Why were they fighting? I don't know but I figure it had to do with me.

I stroke her back as she sobs in my arms. "It's okay Bella, everything will be fine," that's because you're here with me.

Imogen sits up and wipes her face with a tissue. "I'm sorry I shouldn't be getting upset over something so stupid."

"What happened?"

"Adam thinks you stole my phone because you're in love with me." Shit. "Isn't that the stupidest thing you've ever heard? I mean you don't love me. He said I shouldn't see you either. Who the hell does he think he is telling me who I can and can't see? He's as bad as my father."

"Come on Bella you know he doesn't mean those things. He's just on edge because he thinks he can't protect you from this stalker."

"He doesn't need to protect me I just need him to be there for me."
"And he's trying but he's feeling so useless."

"I need to get back to him," she says standing up. "My marriage isn't going to fall apart because some moron doesn't think Adam and I belong together. Thanks for everything John."

I watch her run to her car, phone in hand and speed away. As I watch the hummer barely miss the curb I think back over my plan. Despite everything I have done for her; the flowers, the photos of Adam and Lita, she is still oblivious to the fact that Adam is not right for her.

I go to my study and sit in front of my computer; time to do a little surveillance. I open my new security program to see a clear image of Adam sitting in the lounge, his head resting in his hands. Imogen can't live in a relationship like this for much longer and when it does end I'll be there for her.

Ten minutes pass until I see Imogen come into the room and sit beside him. "I'm sorry," she says so quietly I can barely hear her.

This system cost me a fortune but it has been worth every cent. Behind me I have at least four months worth of CD-ROMs of footage of their house. Every room has cameras taking footage 24/7. Yes it means deleting six days of footage but it's worth it. For the six days we are on the road I have a portable camera set and I can record footage on my laptop. Ah the wonders of technology.

(IMOGEN POV)

"I'm sorry." ," Adam looks up at me, his eyes red and swollen from crying. , "Adam I know you're just trying to protect me and I'm an idiot for taking it for granted."

"No I'm the idiot; I shouldn't be telling you who you can and can't see., I don't want to be like your father. But you don't see the way he looks at you, it's sick."

"You're right I don't see it but he's my friend Adam. He's not going to try anything I promise because I won't let him. I don't want him tearing us apart. We vowed to stand by each other no matter what."

"I'm so sorry," he says taking my face in his hands and kissing my lips gently. , "I'm so sorry."

"Promise me we have to stop letting this stalker get to us. No more fighting."

"I promise."

He holds me tightly and kisses me; for the first time in weeks I can feel and taste his want for me. He lifts me gently and places me on his lap. I run my hands through his curls as his hands hold my waist.

It's been two weeks since we've made love and the distance has unbearable. I haven't let Adam near me out of fear that someone has put cameras in the house. It's crazy I know but the stalker has all but destroyed me; tonight however I know I can push my fears aside.

I step off of Adam and strip my clothes slowly, first my blouse and then my jeans as his eyes wander over my body. His eyes cloud over in lust as I lead him upstairs to our bedroom.

We climb onto the bed in a hungry kiss as I tear at the buttons on his shirt.

"Are you sure about this petal?" he asks taking my face in his hands.

"No more hiding Adam. I'm tired of letting this arsehole drive me into hiding; he's not going to take control of my life like this."

(JOHN POV)

"No more hiding Adam. I'm tired of letting this arsehole drive me into hiding; he's not going to take control of my life like this."

As they make love her words replay over and over again cutting deeper and deeper every time. Why is Mo being like this? Why can't she see how crazy I am about her?

The games have got to stop; Imogen will be mine.

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It's the afternoon of Monday Night Raw and I am sitting in the empty ring while two backstage crew members put the finishing touches to the announcers' desk. It has been two weeks since Imogen came to my house and I have gone out of my way to stay out of their way. When I see Imogen those words run through my mind: "No more hiding Adam. I'm tired of letting this arsehole drive me into hiding; he's not going to take control of my life like this".

Not one phone call has been made, no flowers sent, I even had the security cameras taken down.

"I thought I'd find you here." ," I don't have to look down from where I stare at the rafters to see it's her. , "Is is everything alright John?"

"I'm fine," I say not looking at her as she climbs into the ring and sits beside me.

"You're a terrible liar John. Tell me what's wrong. You've ignored me for two weeks; have I done something or said something to upset you?"

I search her concerned eyes and smile weakly. , "Just just missing home."

"Why are you lying to me John?" She can see right through me yet she is so blind to my love for her. I turn my attention to the other side of the hall trying not to catch her eye. , "You're you're a great friend John, I love you but you can't shut me out like this and not expect me to get upset."

I turn to her quickly and hug her tightly. Everything is going to be okay.