Over the next week Hunter took his campaign against Vince and the McMahon's to a whole new level. He and DX burst into violent attacks against Shane and Andrew whenever they could, always trying to provoke Vince to snap. Stephanie was usually present and of course Hunter never let anything happen to her, but it was still hard for her to watch. Also he hadn't stopped bombarding Stephanie with calls and messages. He kept telling her he wasn't going to let her go, that she was his. Part of her was scarred by his possessiveness, scared of his wild actions of late but another part of her was so drawn to him still. Her heart ached for him, and hated being apart from him. She cursed herself for ever getting involved with him in the first place; she'd been so foolish to think she could have kept their business and personal dealings separate.

She nervously awaited Vince's return. He'd demanded she stay at the hotel until he had dealt with his feud with Hunter, he kept insisting it wasn't safe for her here but she had been adamant she wanted to come to RAW. In the end after some mediating from Shane they had compromised that Stephanie could come to the show but wouldn't go ringside and Andrew would be with her at all times. For his part Andrew was doing his best to keep things as normal as possible for her, but unfortunately for him this meant focusing on the wedding which was now only one week away. Something which caused Andrew to light up with excitement but only served to fill Stephanie with dread. She had maintained through this entire operation with Hunter that marrying Andrew was simply another part of the plan, something necessary which she had no feelings toward. This was of course a lie; she had extremely strong feelings about this impending marriage, feelings of disgust revulsion dismay. Hardly the typical emotions of the bride to be. All along she'd told herself she'd figure some way out of it, the amnesia twist had bought her some more time but she knew that couldn't last too long. Here she was one week from becoming Mrs Andrew Martin with no way out in sight.

As Stephanie stood by the coffee machine contemplating her impending future she felt two huge arms rake up her side. She shuddered at the feel of them, they felt so alien and unnatural around her, she didn't belong in Andrew's hold, there was only one pair of arms which Stephanie fit perfectly but right now they were the last place she could be. Andrew tightened his grip around her and kissed her gently on the side of her forehead, swaying her gently in his arms,

"What are you thinking about?" he whispered.

Stephanie closed her eyes; she imagined Hunter's arms clasped around her as his god-like body engulfed her tiny frame. She imagined his lips brushing against her wanting skin. But instead she sighed and replied; "You."

Andrew smiled against her skin, "I can't believe this time next week we will be man and wife! After everything we've been through…it's like a dream come true!"

"One I'd like to wake up from…" Stephanie muttered.

"What?" Andrew asked not hearing his fiancé's mumbled words.

"I said its one I never want to wake up from." She said smiling sweetly at him.

"Me too." Andrew replied as he spun her to face him. He pressed her back against the edge of the table forcing his body forward as he bent down to kiss her lips passionately.

Stephanie scrunched her face in discomfort as Andrew's unskilled attempt at passion continued. She merely flopped against the ridge of the table as he kissed her. She felt one of his hands begin to trace its way down her shoulder to her chest before settling on the buttons of her shirt. Stephanie grabbed his hand.

"Wait…Andrew…" she said doing her best to not smack him in the face as he grinned at her like an idiot.

"Come on Steph…" he murmured. "Do you know how long it's been since we…" he paused.

Stephanie knew exactly how long it had been, she hadn't slept with Andrew for over a month now. "I know but remember what I said; I want to wait until the wedding night so it will be special…"

"Steph come on its not like we haven't before, we've had sex like a hundred times." He said stroking at her top button, causing it to gently pop open. "Steph I'm going crazy not being with you…I want you so badly…" he said in a low whisper as he began to place open mouthed kisses along her neck.

Stephanie couldn't really sympathise with his problem as although she hadn't been sleeping with Andrew this past month she certainly had been having her needs taken care of elsewhere.

"Andrew I don't really think it's appropriate…here…now…" she said. "Not with everything that's going on right now."

"Exactly, Steph we need something to take our minds off it." He replied not stopping his kisses as his hands worked on the other buttons of Stephanie's shirt.

She searched her mind for more excuses but knew Andrew would just dismiss them. He was determined when he needed to be. Part of her seriously just considered smacking Andrew away and telling him to take care of himself but the other part just resigned herself to laying back and dealing with it. At least it wouldn't last long, she comforted herself, and Andrew certainly didn't have Hunter's stamina or skill. Hunter took his time with Stephanie, worshipping every single inch of her body. Her pleasure was as important to him when they came together as his own release. Andrew however was more a quick fumble and race to the finish kind of guy. Stephanie braced herself for exactly six minutes of tediousness when her cell rung loudly.

"Ignore it." Andrew protested.

"I can't," Stephanie stammered as she brushed his arms away. Saved by the bell she thought to herself. "It might be my dad, something could have happened."

She quickly brushed past Andrew, literally skipping with joy to the couch. She didn't care who was calling or why she loved them for the get-out-jail-free card. She didn't even bother checking who was calling before she answered;

"Hello?" slightly out of breath.

"Hello gorgeous." Came a dark growl from the other end.

Stephanie froze on the spot. The joy she had felt evaporated suddenly at the sound of Hunter's voice. Her eyes shot to Andrew who was begrudgingly making a fresh cup of coffee, it seemed he would have to get some sort of stimulation elsewhere.

"Don't hang up." Hunter insisted. "Can you talk?"

Stephanie shook her head but no words came out.

"Steph? Are you there?"

"Yes." She said quietly.

"Are you alone?" he asked.

"No."

"Ok…pretend I'm someone else." He said. "Ok?"

"Sure Rachel it's good to hear from you." Stephanie said sending a sweet smile in Andrew's direction. Rachel was a really old college friend of Stephanie's she hadn't spoken to in years yet she was the first name that came into Stephanie's head.

"Good girl." Hunter growled. "Now I want you to make an excuse and come meet me in the parking lot."

Stephanie sighed, "Oh Rach I'm really sorry I don't think I can."

"Steph you know what happened last time you refused my invitation…" Hunter said with a hint of menace in his voice. "I want to see you…now."

"There's just so much going on with the family right now…" She said, trying to keep her voice steady and sound as though she was chatting with an old friend.

"Not good enough Steph…" Hunter persisted. "We never got to finish our talk last week."

"I know but like I said things have been crazy here…" She continued.

"Honey ask if Mike is still coming to the wedding." Andrew called over whilst pouring his coffee.

Stephanie paused, whilst Andrew stared at her questioningly. She heard Hunter growl on the other end of the phone.

"Is he with you?" he spat.

"Yes." She replied simply. "Andrew wants to know if Mike is still coming to the wedding."

"Tell him I'm going to break his nose again and this time his legs as well." Hunter snarled.

Stephanie did her best to smile to Andrew as she said, "She's not sure, she'll call him later."

Andrew nodded and went back to his coffee making.

"This is bullshit Steph I need to see you now, make up some excuse and come outside." Hunter demanded.

"I told you I can't." she whispered. "Besides I have the bridal shower later on…"

"Enough of this wedding crap! We both know there isn't going to be a wedding Steph." Hunter said firmly. "I'm waiting outside in the limo, tell whatever story you need to ass-face and come…"

Hunter was about to finish when Stephanie heard an almighty smash on the other end of the phone. The pounding sound of metal crushing against metal filled her ear, which was quickly followed by Hunter's pain filled cries. Stephanie felt an icy chill down her spin as she heard him on the line.

"Hun…" She began to yell but quickly stopped herself as Andrew turned to her. "Honey…" she continued. "Are you there?"

But Hunter didn't respond. All Stephanie could hear was continually scrapping and pounding noises, as if the limo was being constantly being hit with something. Suddenly Stephanie heard the sound of shattering glass and more yells. She was in a complete state of panic on the other end of the phone, unsure of what to do. She had no idea what had happened but all she knew was Hunter was in trouble, she needed some way to help him. Her panic turned to utter fear when she finally heard a voice above the rattle and crash of metal and glass. But it wasn't Hunters;

"ARGHHHHHHHH! YOU SON OF A BITCH!" she heard Vince scream down the other end of the phone.

What the hell? Steph thought as she stood listening. What had her father done?

"Vince you psycho!" She heard Hunter reply, "I'm gonna…"

Were his final words before the phone finally cut out.