Mwen fè pati ou...Mwen ba ou tout mwen. Kò sa a pral pou ou tout tan pou ou tankou tout bagay andedan ak deyò.(I belong to you...I give you all of me. This body will forever belong to you as does everything inside and out.)

It would be two weeks before Shane saw him again. Bright, ocean blue eyes following him everywhere he moved and Shane was acutely aware of it. There were times when Shane would catch him, turning to look around the room, their gazes would meet. Shane had watched with fascination as A.J would flush and turn away, a shy grin curving his lips if he ever looked back at Shane. He wasn't sure what to do or how he should feel, all Shane knew is that this man intrigued him.

Walking into the practice area, Shane stopped before heading towards the punching bags. He felt the need to work off some excess energy and being in the gym with everyone else would help with that. Waving at the few superstars already there, he didn't see the brunette watching him from the far side of the room.

Walking into the locker room, Shane headed towards his usual locker, sighing in relief at the empty area. Dropping his bag on the bench behind him, he shrugged out of his jacket and hung it up. He planned on doing a full workout which included a round on the mats. After changing his clothes, Shane reached into his bag for his tape, making sure he had enough for both hands. Once he'd wrapped them, he flexed his hands with a grin. It was going to feel good getting back in the gym with everyone else. Putting his bag in his locker, Shane picked up his phone and headphones. He frowned as he looked down at his screen, he had two messages but decided he could ignore them for now.

Walking out of the locker room, Shane headed towards the bags. Glancing around, he nodded to a few of the people he knew. It wasn't until his trainer was standing in front of him did he start to relax. "Branson."

"Mornin' to ya' Shane'O. How have ya' been?"

"Good, life has been busy but glad to get down here today." Shane grinned as they lined up in front of the bags. "Hope you're ready to workout."

"Nothin' I havna' done before."

Shane grinned at his friend, Walter Branson, who he'd met when he first started in the company. "Well, I need to work off some extra energy so let's get to it." Getting in position, Shane stretched before hitting the bag in front of him. He could feel the eyes of few of the others but ignored them, missing the bright, curios blue gaze watching him.

By the time he'd gone through half of his routine, the gym was filled with superstars. Some were stretching while others stood talking and joking with others. Sighing, he headed towards the cooler. He wanted a bottle of water and the colder the better. He hadn't been aware of the man who'd watched him most of the morning. Not until he was standing in front of the cooler, eyes closed with a bottle pressed to his lips. He started in surprise when someone behind him cleared their throat. Turning, Shane felt his breath stop at the bright gaze looking back at him.

"Plan on denyin' the rest of us a chance at hydration?"

Shane blinked at the voice, stomach fluttering in excitement as he stared at the man in front of him. When a slow grin curved his lips, Shane felt his pulse jump. When the blue gaze moved back to the cooler, Shane stumbled to the side. "Sorry, I didn't...l-let me move out of your way." He watched as the brunette leaned over for a bottle of water, turning back to him as he twisted the top.

"It's cool, wasn't going to die of dehydration anytime soon."

Shane sucked in a quick breath at the soft chuckle that left the man in front of him. "You already know who I am."

"I do, doesn't mean I wasn't thirsty though."

Shane felt a chuckle leave him as he extended his hand. "Good to finally meet you Mr. Styles." He watched as ocean blue eyes widened in surprise. "I make it a point to know everyone who works for the company. Especially our up and coming superstars, your talent can't afford to sit on a shelf."

A.J grinned at Shane, surprised that he would know who he was. "Well, I have no intentions of sitting on a shelf so we hope you can use me for something."

Shane felt his blood heat at the statement, his gaze moving over A.J. from head to toe. "I'm sure we will." Taking another drink form his bottle, Shane glanced up to see Branson motioning at him. Looking back at A.J., Shane gave him a small smile. "If you will excuse me, Mr. Styles, I believe it's time for me to get back to my workout." Finishing the water, Shane gave A.J a crooked grin before turning and heading over to his trainer. "You did that on purpose."

"Looked like ya' were about to confess."

"No, wait confess what? I...there's nothing going on..." Face heating, Shane turned away from the knowing gaze, glancing back to find A.J watching him.

"That laddie 'as been watchin' ya' since ya' came in."

Shane tried to force back the desire to show off for the man watching him. "He's one of our newest superstars coming out of TNA. His reputation and his groups rep would fit good with the company, if we can get them to all sign with us."

"Well, I kno' ya' can do it, bein' who your mum is."

Shane nodded, turning to glance back at A.J one last time. For months he'd been driving himself crazy over this man. Tonight was the night of his father's party and A.J was on the guest list. Maybe he could convince him then to join the company. Giving him a quick grin, Shane watched as A.J flushed, blue gaze moving quickly away then back up to Shane's. "I hope so, having him in the company would be something I'm sure I'd enjoy."

Shane was aware of A.J for the remainder of his workout. If he were on the treadmill, A.J was on the mats. If he moved to the stationary bikes, A.J was at the punching bags. It wasn't lost on Shane that the brunette was in his line of sight each time.

"The desire you fight so hard to control is mirrored in the eyes of one who desires you as well."

Turning, Shane was surprised to find Bray standing next to him. "Wyatt?"

"Saffire and Red have gone to the doctor, I believe she has an appointment today." Bray looked from Shane to A.J then back. "Will you be joining them?"

Shane dropped the weights he had in his hands. "What time, she didn't say anything when I talked to them last night."

"Sadie was not feeling well when we woke. Juls said it could be minor but I wanted you to know."

"You're worried about Sadie, what is it Bray?" Shane studied the man in front of him, gray eyes troubled as he watched Shane. "Bray?"

"Sadie has been under a level of stress that not even I can help her with. I do not wish to lose my neve.(nephew) If you are able to attend them..."

"What time is it, I'll rearrange my schedule to make sure I'm there." Shane picked up his phone, unlocking the screen he pulled up his messages and groaned. "She sent me a text and I ignored it. Damnit, I knew I should have..."

"She knew you were at work, hence why she sent a text and not called."

"She didn't..." Shaking his head, Shane reached for his towel, wiping his face to hide his frustration. "Damnit..."

"You have done a lot for us since we met, Shane McMahon. The gift you gave my sisters will not go unrewarded." Bray glanced over at the man now standing behind Shane. His blue gaze open and watchful as he studied them. "The desire in your heart will be the gift bestowed by the family."

Shane paused as he studied Bray, slowly lowering his towel. "I...th-thank you, I think." Shane wasn't sure how to take Bray's comment but decided to let it go when his phone rang and Juls' name popped up. "It's Juls, I'll catch up with you later tonight?"

"Yes, it seems Faith has been seen in town and with a stranger that is known for his cruelty."

Shane nodded, answering the phone as he headed towards the locker rooms. He wasn't aware of Bray having not moved or of the blue eyed gaze following him.

"He knows who you are yet does not know fully. You will not get away with the falsehood if you continue with it, A.J. Styles."

A.J looked over at Bray, fighting to hold on to his temper. "Why is it every time I see you, you're telling me right from wrong?"

"Sadie indulged your spoiled, childish behavior because you are fanmi, Andres tolerates it out of pure love as well. I, however, see what you have done. You will break their hearts to satisfy your own selfish desires and yet will still receive the one you desire above all else. Just be aware of the price you will pay for the words you will speak." Bray studied A.J., watching as he struggled to hold on to his temper. "Do not think I am unaware of what happened between you and he. You may be fanmi to Juls and Sadie, I however..."

"Don't fucking lecture me Wyatt, what happened between Dean and me was a long time ago and won't fucking happen again. Believe me, it wasn't enough times for you to even be mad about." A.J glared at Bray, looking between the locker room and the angry man in front of him. "And don't start with the fucking ominous sayings or promises or whatever the hell you call them. I'm not going to break anyone's heart especially not Sadie's or Dre's."

Bray tilted his head as he studied A.J., his expression blank. "She loves you as she loves Andres, if you break her heart the path back will not be an easy one for you. You know how the fanmi nan lusyol(family of fireflies) can be about Sadie. The path home is not always as easy as one would wish."

A.J frowned as he glared at Bray. He wasn't in the mood for his warnings. Shaking his head, he glanced back at the locker room, wondering if Shane had left or not. Turning back to Bray, A.J sighed. "Look, I have no idea what you're talking about right now but I don't plan to..."

"Nothing spontaneous is ever planned. Do not forget the ways of the lusyol, one mistake can have an affect on more than just our own lives."

A.J watched as Bray turned and headed toward the exit. He hated when he issued warnings, especially when it concerned Sadie or Dre. Sighing, he headed in the opposite direction of the locker rooms. He had been invited to a meet and greet at the McMahon house and he needed to go get ready. Glancing back over his shoulder, A.J couldn't stop himself from wishing that tonight...just this one night...he wished he could have the one thing he's been craving for months. One night with Shane would be enough to last him a life time.

Tout sa mwen genyen se ou...lide, kè, kò, ak nanm...Mwen ba ou sa ki pa gen lòt ka fè reklamasyon.(Everything I have is yours...mind, heart, body, and soul...I give to you that which no other can claim.)

Shane walked into his parents house, a frown curving his lips down. He'd gone to Sadie's appointment only to interrupt an argument between Sadie and Juls.

"Hey guys what's the problem?"

"Sadie girl is in danger of losing the baby due to her stress levels. Ti frè has been stressing her and Dre out with some choices he has made."

"That's not all and you know it. The shit you and Wyatt keep doing is a huge part of it as well! Do not blame him for all of this! If you would simply..."

"Hey, hey hey hey hey! You two cut it out and calm down! Look, whatever we need to do to make sure Sadie is safe and happy then we will. If that means sending you both on a four month vacation then that's what we'll do too."

Shaking his head, Shane sighed. He'd known that his decision had been a good one. Sadie and Juls were meant to be great parents and with Clay almost grown...

"Shane?"

Shane turned, a smile quickly replacing his frown at the sight of his mother. "Hi mom, glad you're here, I was looking..."

"Your father isn't here sweetheart, is there anything I can do to help?"

Shane sighed, thankful that he wouldn't have to deal with Vince. Turning towards Linda, he took in the blond hair and bright blue eyes. "No, mom I needed to talk to you not dad. He wouldn't understand what's going on and his advice usually gets me into trouble. "

Linda smiled up at her oldest, reaching out to squeeze his arm. "Well, let's go to the sun room. We won't be interrupted there."

Shane nodded as he followed his mother upstairs. As a child, he'd usually enjoyed being on his mothers side of the house. It was warm and inviting and Linda had always made them feel welcomed. "Dad out on business?"

"Something like that."

Shane noticed the dismissive tone and realized where Vince was. Sighing, he reached out and gripped his mother's wrist. "Mom, you know you can come stay with me. You don't have to stay here and..."

"It's ok sweetheart, trust me, after tonight things are going to change."

Shane nodded, following her into the sun room, he smiled. It's been awhile since I was here. You've added a few more plants." He walked over to a small area where tulips and roses were planted. "These are new."

"A guilty present from your father. Anyway let's not talk about that, let's talk about Dominic and Asher."

Shane turned sharply at his mother's statement. "What do you mean, has something happened to them and I wasn't told?"

Linda gave him a small smile as she sat down at one of the small bistro tables. "Well, they have been telling me quite a few stories about their mother while you're out of town. Some of them I wasn't inclined to believe, until Asher had come over with a bruise..."

"A bruise, what type of bruise? No one said anything about him having been hurt." Shane sat across from his mother, expression tight as he studied her serene expression. Letting out a rough sigh, Shane looked down at the tea cup in front of him. "Marissa's cheating on me, I found out when I returned from my last trip. Asher was in his room, he said he couldn't sleep with all of the noise coming from our bedroom." Shane sucked in a quick breath, his anger making him shake as he let everything out. "I'd been gone for almost three weeks Mom. Dom and Ash were at home sleep, or so she thought." Fists clenched against his thighs, Shane looked up at his mother. "She was...Dom said he knew it wasn't me. She didn't bother hiding it from the boys, mom. She would just...Dom knew something wasn't right. He would ask when I was coming home and I just..."

"You didn't know Shane, you can't blame yourself for something you never expected to happen."

Shane sighed, running a hand over his face. "Thing is, I'm not as upset as I probably should be. I know what she did went against our vows but..." Shane felt his face heating as he looked down at the table top. "Mom..."

"Do you want to be upset by the situation?"

Not surprised at the question, Shane shook his head. "No, not like that but...my friends have helped with keeping my mind off of things." Shane felt a smile curve his lips as he thought about the fight club. "They keep me from losing my sanity."

"Are these the same friends who helped you with the situation with your father?"

"Yes, they weren't to happy when I told them but..." Shane grinned as he thought about the fight club. "I've been able to work off the excess anger."

"Good, you were always one to hold everything in. Unlike your sister, who speaks her mind and deals with the consequences later. Now this person you're interested in, do I know them?"

Shane stiffened, unsure about how he should tell her about A.J. "I'm not sure, they are a potential employee so they may be here tonight."

"Male or female?" She gave Shane a small smile at his look of surprise. "Thought I couldn't tell? You've been to enough of your father's parties to know what happens and if they will be here..."

"He's one of the up and coming stars from the NXT-TNA group." Shane ran a hand across his stomach. "God mom, I have no idea how it happened or why but he just...I-I don't..." Shane flushed as he struggled to explain his feelings. I don't understand how it happened but when I see him..."

"He makes you smile then?" At Shane's small nod, Lynda smiled. "That's good, because you deserve to be happy and if he intrigues you then you should see where things could go."

"Mom?" Shane looked at her in surprise, that wasn't the response he was expecting from her. "What..."

"Honey, you think your father is the only one who has their own fun?"

Shane chuckled as he leaned back in his chair, studying the petite woman in front of him. "Does he know?"
"Wouldn't matter if he did, just as he is entitled to his little flings so am I. Either way, Marissa has proven that she no longer wishes to be your wife. Take care of what you need to first, if this person is the one for you then they will understand and wait for you."

Shane sighed as he picked up the small cup on the table. "If he's been invited to one of dads parties..."

"Guess that means you should be here as well?"

"I guess it does." Shane said with a soft smile. He sat with his mother for a few more hours before heading home. He was dreading seeing Marissa but he missed his boys. If having to deal with her meant he could see them then he would suffer through it.

Pulling up to the house, he looked at the red SUV parked in the drive. Getting out, he frowned to find both Dominic and Asher sitting out on the front porch. "Hey guys, what's going on?"

"Mommy has a new friend over."

Shane blinked at his son's soft statement, looking down at the twin faces of worry. "Do me a favor, go sit in daddy's truck and wait for me there ok? I'm going to go talk to mommy and her new friend." Unlocking the truck, Shane handed his keys to Dominic, watching as both boys walked over to the truck and climbed in. "Listen to some music, I'll be back in a few, ok?" He watched as Dominic closed the door behind him, turning to look at Shane with wide blue eyes. "Everything will be fine Dom, I promise."

Turning, Shane opened the front door, not surprised to find it unlocked. Walking inside, Shane paused, listening for anything out of the ordinary. He didn't hear it, at first. Not until he walked down the hallway leading upstairs. Stomach churning, Shane slowly took the stairs up, moving as silently as possible. "Our boys live here." Came the angry whisper, muted laughter following the comment. Hands shaking, Shane gripped the top of the banister as he stopped at the top of the landing. He could hear Sadie's voice, repeating her words from a few weeks ago.

The violence one wishes to inflict does not always have to be physical. There are other ways to deal with a situation that does not involve bloodshed.

Walking towards the master bedroom, Shane felt a numbing calmness settle over him. Reaching forward, he turned the knob and pushed open the door. He stopped at the sight of the brunette sitting on top of her partner, back to him as she moved up and down. "Always wondered what that face would look like in the daylight, now I know." Shane watched as his wife turned, surprise clear on her face. "I will be taking my sons with me, don't think about contacting them this weekend. The paperwork will officially be filed on Monday." Shane gave her a sad smile before turning to leave the room. "Good bye Marissa." He closed the door and left the house. Standing outside, he looked up at the sound of laughter, a smile pulling at the corners of his lips at the sight of his sons dancing. "Hey guys, feel up to a visit with your Aunt Sadie and cousin Clay? I'm sure they wouldn't mind if we were to stay for the weekend." At their cheers of happiness, Shane opened the door to his truck and got in. Reaching over, he gave Dominic apat on the shoulder. "Everything's going to be fine, I promise." Backing out of the driveway, Shane put the truck in drive and headed towards the highway. He would take them to the only people he knew he could trust right now. His mother had been right, after tonight things were going to change.