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"Trish?" she heard her name being called from downstairs.

"In bed"

She heard his footsteps get closer and couldn't help the smirk that came about. He walked in and smiled making his way towards her. She felt his lips on hers and raised her brow.

" Did you steal some of my lip gloss" she laughed tasting something sweet on his lips.

"No I made some ice tea, that's ok right"

"Of course, John you don't have to act like a guest here" She shook her head a little. It had been a week since everything happened and John still felt uneasy about the situation. She knew he felt awkward staying in a home that she once shared with Chris, but she wouldn't confront him, she knew he would bring it up at some point. But a part of her wanted to stay in this home that she once shared with Chris. Every place in that house held a memory of the two and she couldn't see giving them up, not just yet.

He pulled back the sheets and snuggled up to her. He intertwined their hands and placed it over her abdomen. He was still getting used to the fact that he was going to be a father soon. He was filled with excitement no doubt, but he was nervous. He always questioned if he was going to be a good father, but he didn't share this with anyone not even Trish. He was nervous for Trish well, he had read something's here and there and couldn't imagine if she had a miscarriage. He saw her look back at him with her hazel eyes and that made him forgot everything he was thinking about at the moment.

"Would you like to go out to dinner?".

" Oh John do you really have to ask, " He shook his head knowing he should have known better.

"Sorry I just thought I'd take out on a romantic date and whisper to you how beautiful you look carrying my baby". His breath tickled her skin, as he has got closer to her. She turned around and captured his lips. It felt right, but she couldn't get over the fact of how easy it was to fall in love with John right after Chris and that scared her. And made her think was she ever going to be over Chris or was she not even close to being over him. He saw her train of thought go to something else, but didn't think anything of it.

" So if that's a yes, where would you like to go, your choice"

She bit her bottom lip and looked up at him and then looked away. His forehead wrinkled as he watched her trying to figure out what she was thinking.

"What would you say to us staying in"

"I don't know, I mean what in it for me?" He raised his eyebrows a few time gesturing something towards her. She licked her lips and straddled him. She leaned down so the foreheads where touching. Her lips brushed his. She pulled away, but her lips where still on his as she whispered seductively.

"Pizza or Chinese?"

She felt his laughter against her lips and she couldn't help, but gain that same grin again when she had first heard him coming up the stairs.

"How's he doing" Lisa (Victoria) asked Jay quietly as they made their way into the kitchen.

"Lis I've never seen him this bad, I'm afraid if I leave him alone to long he might try to hurt himself or find himself at the package store"

"I still can't believe this, none of it"

" Yeah it's hard to wrap your mind around, huh"

Jay and Lisa turned around to see Chris. Lisa blinked a few times the man standing in front of her was not the Chris Jericho she knew. He had no facial expression, his eyes where there, but they were not lit up like the used to be. He looked unhealthy as if he hadn't touched any food in the last week. He was loosing himself. She looked over at Jay who didn't look as shocked. Had he been like this since he found out?. She walked over to him and placed her arms around him embracing him. She felt him struggle against her touch, but he finally gave in and let her hold him. He heard her whispering 'it's going to be ok'. But he fed himself that phrase too much over the past week and couldn't believe it until everything was truly ok, but at the moment he felt that it could never get back to being ok. He forced a smile though; he didn't want his friends to worry.

"Look I'm fine, give me a half hour and we'll all go out to dinner"

He watched as they both looked at him then at each other and back at him as if just like that he was fine again. They knew not to question him so both smiled and agreed and watched him go back upstairs to get ready.

He was drying his hair and it just all hit him like a ton on bricks. He wasn't going to be a husband or a father he wasn't going to be anything. In that moment he realized that no matter how much he wanted those things he wasn't going to be able to have them with her. He decided to call her, he had to put some type of end to what they had he couldn't just leave it. He had to tell her how he truly felt or he wouldn't be able to be himself again.

He pushed the familiar numbers on his cell phone and gave the first sign of a real smile as he saw the photo that appeared on the screen when it recognized her number. He was contemplating what to say to her, but he didn't want what he had to say to be rehearsed. Just like when he went out to the ring he wanted it to be from his heart and how he felt in that exact moment. He always found himself at a loss of words with Trish, but knew in the few words he was able to say she would always be able to understand. He loved how they could just look at each other and share a laugh between their eyes without anyone else knowing. And that's what he was missing the most. The little things that no one else picked up on except the two of them.

"John can you get that please" Trish yelled slightly from the bathroom.

He groaned getting out of bed and walking over to her nightstand. He laughed at her ringtone and heard her ask what he was laughing at distracting him from seeing the caller id on the main screen.

He froze hearing another mans laugh answer the cell phone. He wasn't prepared for this, but he had to talk to her.

"Hello"

"Uh, Hey John it's um it's Chris is Trish there"

Trish walked out of the bathroom with a smile, which turned into an immediate frown as she saw the expression on Johns face.

"Uh yeah, hold on"

Chris listened to the scuffling as John passed the phone to Trish he assumed.

"Hello?" she questioned still not knowing who was on the phone. John just gave her a look before he walked away and headed downstairs.

"Hey sweet's'" his voiced cooed over the phone.

She let out a deep breathe. He was all right. She hadn't heard from him in a week. She had been trying to get a hold of him. She knew that they would never be the same, but she still wanted him in her life. He was her rock and even though she had John she knew that Chris would always be that rock that one thing that held her down and kept her balanced. She had tried calling around, but no one had heard from him. Amy didn't even say anything. She comforted her and told him Jay was taking care of him, but still everyday she worried.

"Hey"

The smile that pursed his lips was one that was truly genuine. He forgot how good her voice sounded and he never wanted to forget it.

"We need to talk and I don't want you to travel, but I was thinking maybe soon we can get together and sort this out, I cant live with they way we just left things Trish, I just cant and I'm sorry if this call is interrupting something"

His words where short and to the point. She knew he hated expressing his feelings over the phone. He was always one who wanted to see her reaction and watch how her face changed and how her eyes would change as they talked. He felt as if his words didn't mean anything if they weren't said face to face.

"Chris are you"

"Trish I'm fine really. Just wanted to see if we can somehow meet up" He knew she could tell his was lying, but he was glad she let it go.

" Maybe we can go out for a night and go to our place and talk about everything"

He let out an uncomfortable sigh as she mentioned 'their' place, yet it still warmed his heart a little knowing she thought of it as their place.

"Sounds good I'll call you later on after I check out flights and hotels"

She was going to say he didn't need to find a hotel, but held her tongue. "Sounds like a plan, I'll talk to you later bye"

"Yeah, bye". He heard the click on the other line and before he hung up his phone he whispered the words he wished he didn't have to hold back.

"I love you"