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6 years earlier

Fuck the worse thing with drinking was the hangovers, who the hell opened the bloody curtains, and where the hell was he?. Oh fuck he was back home, so the bitch had got them to bring him here. He so hoped she kicked their ass's for beating the shit outta him.

"Ahh you're awake, Get you fuckin ass out of bed and in the shower" so she was in a mood, with him well he guessed that was ok, a smile, a promise of being good and a night in bed having make up sex, It normally worked, hell who was he kidding he had completely fucked up and he was scared shitless this time she would walk. To be honest he wouldn't be surprised if she did, his old ass needed to stop this shit and fast.

"I said shower NOW, I need to change theses fucking sheets, from the disgusting sweat that has poured from your old ass, You pull this shit again Mark and I walk" using all her strength Nat managed to push his body out of bed, he hit the floor hard, looking at her shocked.

"YOU KNOW WHAT STAY THERE FOR ALL I FUCKIN CARE, YOU'RE A FUCK UP MARK" He knew the minute he had picked that first drink up, he wouldn't stop, he hadn't been doing what he should. Six months away from her and his daughter had almost killed him, he should have just swallowed his pride and asked her to come on the road, she would have done it, but no he had to pretend he was fine, well he fucking wasn't. He missed her and Sarah too much, not just the sex, he missed her being there, his rock.

Nat stormed downstairs, if she had stayed she would have hit him with all she had, she loved him so much and it hurt when he fucked up like this. Yet she understood what had gone wrong, no she wasn't accepting what he had done or even forgive him so quickly, but six months had been too damn long.

Present Day

Sending Sarah home with Glenn, after confirming her mummy was ok, he sat down next to Nat holding her hand in his. As his thumb moved back and forth along hers, he thought back to all they had gone through. 20 years they had known each other, he had loved her the minute he met her in rehab. She was so strong, so with it, was it any wonder she was his rock, without her he was nothing. How did that song go behind every strong man had to be a great woman. Well she was his, the last two years saw him almost take his life, how would he feel, no he wasn't thinking that, he needed her, they both needed her.

"Darlin, I love you so much Nat, when you get out of here, I will do whatever you want darlin, stay in the UK, give up wrestling. I can't live without you baby, you got to be ok darlin, you just have to be" tears were running down his face, he didn't hear the door opening, a hand rested on his shoulder.

"Mark you need to get some rest. I will keep an eye.."

"No Vince, for the first time in her life she needs me and I'm staying with her" Vince understood the younger man, had never thought he was good enough for Nat, not strong enough. It had hadn't been that way, Nat needed him just as much, he would never forget the mess she was when they put her on the plane. The state of them both, they were weak without each other, Oh Nat could put on the brave face, but she needed Mark as much as he needed her.

"Mark I understand, she needs you as much as you need her" Mark shook his head, Nat could managed without him, she had proved that with the life she had carved out for her and his daughter.

"No Vince she has never needed me as much as I need her, hell man you stopped me from killing myself"

"Mark enough, my niece may show her strength at times, but she adores you, hell if you had seen the state of her six years ago, when you fucked up, Hell I didn't think I would see the day when she thought she was not good enough for you" Mark couldn't take this in, when she got better, they were going to talk this out. Feeling movement in her hand, his eyes shot up straight to hers, seeing all the love in her face.

"Mark, oh thank god your alive, I thought, oh god I thought," tears leaking from her eyes he reached over and kissed her, as Vince went to get the doctor. His fingers traced down her face, happy she was alive, back with them.

"Darlin, it's so good to see you smile, I couldn't have lived if you had" he didn't want to finish the sentence.

"It's the same for me Mark, when I found out you weren't next to me in bed, I knew you had gone to find the bitch, God if anything had happened to you, I wouldn't have been able to function. You are my rock like am yours. Didn't I tell you that enough times, honest Mark you need to stop listing to your negative thoughts tell them to fuck off. Believe this I love you, need you and fucking want you. You and no one else" Mark brushed his lips against hers, she had told him so many times, deepening the kiss, they pulled apart when the doctor walked in.

"Mrs calaway it's so good to see you awake, well now we can say your are in recovery, I am not sure if Mr Calaway has had a chance to talk to you, the bullet entered part of your ovary at a strange angle, we have had to remove the ovary. I am sorry to say this will result in a slim chance of you being able to get pregnant" Mark could see Nat's reaction, yet she hid it well from the doctors.

"There was nothing you could do Doctor and whatever you had to do to save me I can only thank you from the bottom of my heart" After a few tests and confirming he would be back in the morning, both Vince and the doctor left. Mark pulled her into his arms, which allowed her to cry, cry for what had happened, cry for almost losing Mark, the most important cry for the child Mark and herself so badly wanted. All he could do was be there for her, like she had always been for him. Her body going soft in his arms he saw her asleep, tears still running down her face. She was his priority to keep her happy, both her and Sarah.

6 years earlier

Getting his weary body in the shower he cleaned himself and washed his hair, looking into the mirror, the guys had made a mess of his face. He didn't want to look at himself, dreaded seeing Nat. She was pissed at him, he would be the same if she had done what he had. Going downstairs, he wondered where Sarah was.

"Your daughter is at her Uncle's, thanks to you, I have had to be parted from her, I haven't done that since she was born" she kept her back to him, continuing to make them some food. He would need to get his strength back, get the cloudy mist from his mind and start again.

"Why?" Pushing the pan to the back of the cooker, slamming it so hard, sauce came over the top.

"WHY? HE ASKS. FUCKING WHY? Do you think I want her seeing you like this, smelling your stench! That little girl loves her daddy, not this piece of shit I have stood in front of me. This liar, cheater, washed up piece of shit WHO IS OLD ENOUGH TO KNOW FUCKIN BETTER" Mark hung his head, shit he hated when she was right, hands in his pocket he waited, he knew and she knew there was no way she would leave it at that. She wanted to hurt him as much as he had hurt her, he just prayed it wasn't her throwing him out.

"I'm sorry" Nat laughed she actually laughed at him, who the hell did she think she was,

"SORRY, what for, sorry for picking up, sorry for lying, sorry for me finding that fucking whore in your bed, or sorry you got caught out" slamming her against the wall, his face in hers.

"I said I was SORRY, I fucked up What do you want me to fucking do about it" hitting him she saw the anger in his face.

"Keep your fucking dick in your pants, the drinking I can get over we will work on that, the fuckin of that whore, you're damn fucking lucky I don't walk Mark. Anyone else would"

"WELL WHY THE FUCK DON'T YOU, HEY. AFTER ALL I'M ONE BIG FUCK UP"

"YEAH YOU ARE PITY IS YOU'RE MY DAMN FUCK UP, MINE MARK" his mouth found hers, their tongues demanding a response. He couldn't help it, he wanted her, needed her, his mouth ran down her neck, this teeth finding the spot. He knew exactly where to touch her, to get her cum, this was one of the reasons why she loved him, pulling her to the floor in the kitchen, both rushing to remove their clothes, sliding home inside her where he belonged. Nat came instantly, Mark following, emptying his seed deep in her body.

Leaving the food to congeal in the pan, Mark carried her to bed. The sheets had been change, he lay her in the middle and proceed to fuck her senseless, sometimes this was the only way they communicated, everything they wanted to say to each other was done in touches, caress and kisses. Mark telling how sorry he was, how much he loved her and needed her, Nat telling him he same, that she loved him no matter what, yes some people would say she was stupid, but he was her drug, like she was his. They both knew each other inside out, knew how it felt to be taken over by addiction, and no matter what happened would always be here for each other. This was their love, good or bad, they were addicted to each other.