A/N: Hey guys, Mel here! Still filling in for Mikaela…not so sure when she'll be able to come back, but…until then I'll be trying my best to post chapters as often as I can. :) I'm not sure if anyone is reading this fic anymore, since we only got two reviews for the last chapter. And that's unusual…but if you are reading this, then please review guys. We're writing for y'all, and want to hear what you think of it! Anyway, here's eleven, and enjoy. :)

Chapter 11

Cody Rhodes was fishing for some lunch on the shoreline. Well, breakfast, because it was only near 10am. But he couldn't sleep last night. He was sick and tired of watching Mikaela make out Randy when she had just "made love" to him less than twenty-four hours ago to only turn around and fuck Randy.

As far as Cody was concerned, he and Mikaela didn't make love that night. At first, he thought that's what it was. But he was proven wrong once Randy had come back, and Mikaela slept with him. So in Cody's mind, he was nothing more than a sex buddy to Mikaela Mizanin. A fill in until Randy got back.

And he was done with that. He was done with her.

He cursed under his breath when he realized that he had cut his thumb while trying to get the fish off the damn hook, but he was too pissed off to care.

When he turned around, Mikaela was standing there. He growled low in his throat. "What in the hell do you want?" He asked, picking up his bucket of water with his breakfast in it.

Mikaela shifted awkwardly from one foot to the other, looking down at the sand. "Do you have a fish in there for Randy and me too?" She asked quietly. "Randy isn't feeling the best this morning, and I wanted to make him some breakfast.

Cody laughed bitterly, shaking his head. "No. I don't. Nor will I get him one. He can catch his own damn breakfast."

Mikaela flinched at his tone. "What's your problem?"

Cody looked up from the sand, his eyes meeting Mikaela's. "What's my problem? Oh, that's easy. It's you." He said coldly before walking away.

Mikaela grabbed his elbow, but he spun around quickly. "Don't touch me. I don't know where that hand has been." He said, his eyes cold.

Mikaela avoided his gaze. "What the hell is your problem?"

"I told you, it's you. Don't bother speaking to me the rest of the time you and I are on this island, because I want nothing to do with you. I'm done with you. I'm done with your games. I'm done being your fuck buddy. You wanna hide your love for me; you wanna only love me when no one else is around? Then I'm done, Mikaela."

Mikaela went to say something, but Cody was quick to cut her off. "No." He said coldly. "I wasn't finished. "I asked you to marry me, I asked you to spend the rest of my life with me, but you picked Randy over me. And guess what? Now you can have him. Because I'm done, I can't do this anymore. You made your choice, so now you can live with it."

With that said, Cody picked up his fish, his fishing rod, and left. He felt much better. He finally got the stress of holding in his feelings off of his shoulders, and he felt proud of himself. He was better without Mikaela.

Mikaela stood there in shock. Had Cody honestly just walked away from her that easily? No. No way. That didn't happen. Cody will be back. She knows deep in her heart that he will be. And he knows it too.

After an hour and a half of trying to catch a stupid fish, Mikaela finally got one. She took it back to Randy who was lying down in the hut. Cody was nowhere to be found. She sighed. This sucked.

"Hey baby," she said giving him plate with his fish and some fruit on it. "You hungry?"

Randy groaned, trying to sit up. "Yeah, babe. Thanks." He said tiredly. "God, I feel like shit."

Mikaela frowned, running her fingers through his hair, and kissing is forehead. "I know you do. But I'll take care of you." She whispered into his skin. "I'll take good care of you."

Randy smiled weakly. "You always do."

Mikaela smiled back as the two ate their breakfast in silence.

Not being able to take it any longer, Mikaela broke it. "Would a massage help?"

Randy grinned. "Yes."

Mikaela smirked at Randy took off his shirt and she sat on her knees behind him, massaging his neck and shoulder. After a while, he pulled her over his shoulder, so she was now lying on her back, and he leaned down, kissing her deeply. "Mmmm, I think I just need you." He whispered in between their kisses.

Mikaela smirked as she pulled him down with her, and they kissed again. He was quick to climb over her, kicking off his boxers, and ripping her clothes away from her body.

Ten minutes later, the two were sweaty and breathless.

Cody snorted. Randy Orton was apparently was feeling just fine, and Mikaela honestly didn't care about him. It was clear.

A few feet away, Hunter, John, and AJ were also eating breakfast. Well, AJ wasn't. She was more so picking at hers.

"What's wrong, AJ?"

AJ frowned at John, moving around the fruit that was on her plate. "I wanna go home." She said quietly. "I'm sick of being stuck here, there's nothing to do."

John frowned too. He didn't know what to do. It's not as if he had an answer for AJ at the moment, because he didn't. He couldn't just magically make a plane appear; otherwise they would've been off of here already.

So, instead, he came up with anyone idea. "How about you and I go looking for some seashells after we eat breakfast?" He asked, looking up at her. A small smile crossed his lips.

AJ grinned back at him. "That sounds great!" She chirped. "Thanks John."

"Anytime," he winked.

Hunter who was sitting across from AJ and John frowned. "What about me? Now I'm going to be all alone."

John chuckled. "Don't worry, man. You and I can go hunting after AJ and I get back. I won't leave you for too long."

Hunter nodded, taking the last bite of his fruit. "Good to know."

Zack Ryder sighed in defeat as he watched Mel and Mike walk along the shoreline together. They had been together since Mel had gotten up, and Zack didn't want to go after her. She looked so happy with Mike. Maybe Zack had screwed it up, and wouldn't be able to get her back. Maybe Mel was better off with Mike.

Eve walked over to Zack, sitting beside him. "Now that you can't have her, you want her back, don't you?"

Zack glanced at her, feeling guilty. "I never wanted to lose her, Eve."

"You should've thought about that before you started being an asshole."

Zack gave her a look. "Don't you think I know that?" He asked in a low whisper. "I…they just…there's something between them…I don't know….look at them, Eve." He sighed deeply, playing in the sand. "Should I go and talked to her?"

"You never know until you try," she shrugged. "Mel is still in love with you. She's always going to be in love with you. You were her first true love, Zack. Nothing is going to change that."

Zack sat up fully, looking at her. "How do you know all this?"

Eve smiled a little. "Zack, Mel tells me everything. She's always going to love you. Even if she does try dating Mike for a while."

Zack froze. "Do you think they'll last?"

Eve shrugged again. "Here's what I do know, though. Mike loves Mel, and has since he was nine. He's been taking good care of her, but he always has. I also know Mel has feelings for him, but I don't know if she'd ever get in another relationship, unless you took her back. You're right. They do have something. But so do the two of you. Forever and always, remember?"

Zack smiled at those words. "You're smart, you know that?"

Eve smiled too. "And you're a good guy, Zack. Just give Mel some time."

Zack nodded, standing to his feet. "Thanks Eve."

Mel laughed at Mike who came out from under water, and shaking his head like a dog as he walked onto the shoreline to try and dry off some.

"Mikey!" She exclaimed. "That water is cold!" She smiled warmly at him. She was lying down in the sand in her blue bikini, and had a pair of his sunglasses on that he let her barrow.

Mike smiled back at he felt his heart skip a beat. Mel was still wet from their swim earlier, but was beginning to dry as the sun was shining down on her. He was in love with her.

Mel looked back at him, his eyes taking her breath away. They were perfect. "You have seaweed in your hair." She said, trying to change the subject, and keep herself from blushing.

Mike chuckled as he sat down next to her. "Thanks Mel." He said, taking it out. "Oh, hey, I made you this last night." He told her, pulling something out of his shorts pocket that was in the sand.

Mel gasped as she saw the necklace he had made her out of small seashells and stones. It was beautiful. "Mikey, it's perfect. I love it." She whispered sitting up.

"Good," he whispered back. "Do you want me to put it on you?"

Mel smiled again, and nodded.

Mike nervously moved so he was on his knees behind her as he slowly placed the necklace on her, and clasped it closed.

Mel then turned her head to catch Mike staring at her. She couldn't help but blush again, and this time, she wasn't able to hide it. "What?"

Mike shook his head, bringing a soft hand up to her face. "Nothing," he said quietly as he took some of her hair, and tucked it behind her ear. "It's just really great to see you happy again."

Mel felt tears well up behind her eyes, thankful that Mike couldn't see them since she was wearing his sunglasses. But that all changed when she couldn't stop them from falling, and they rolled down her cheeks. "I wouldn't be if it wasn't for you helping me through this."

Mike was quiet for a moment, and then wiped away her tears with his thumb. "I'll help you through anything. Always."

Mel sighed as she pressed her forehead against Mike's, her eyes closed. "Thanks Mikey."

"You're welcome." He breathed, closing his eyes too. It took everything he had not to kiss her. He didn't want to rush her, but the more time he spent with her, the more he fell in love with her. And the more he fell in love with her, the more difficult it was to not act on his feelings.

Things were quiet for a moment until Mike finally spoke again. "Mel?"

Mel was pulled out of her thoughts as she took off Mike's sunglasses, and rested them on the top of her head. "Yeah?"

"Would it be okay if I kissed you?" He asked, after not saying anything after several long moments.

Mel felt her breath get caught in her throat. Did she hear Mike correctly? Did he just ask her if he could kiss her? "It'll be the worst kiss of your life." She replied back after a couple of minutes, trying to avoid his gaze now that she no longer had his sunglasses on.

Mike gently turned her head back to him as their eyes met. "That's impossible. You're perfect."

Mel felt tears well up in her eyes, and roll down her cheeks again. "No, I'm far from it."

"Well, you are to me." He said looking directly into her eyes as he wiped her falling tears away. "You are to me," he repeated.

Mel didn't respond for a few minutes, but when she finally did, all she whispered was a low "yes."

Mike waited a moment, and then finally tilted his head before leaning in and kissing her softly.

Mel kissed him back, and then pulled away. "I told you it would suck."

Mike shook his head. "Best kiss of life."

Mel pushed his face away playfully, "Mikey. Please. You're a horrible lair."

He chuckled, and kissed her forehead. "Maybe I am. But I'd make a great boyfriend."

Mel looked at him in shock. Her heart was pounding out her chest. "Mikey…are you asking me out?"

Mike looked back at her. "Only if you say yes."

"Can I have some time to think about it?"

Mike gave her a smile. "Of course you can. But just know I'll wait forever."

Zack, who was standing a few feet away, sighed sadly. He didn't know if there was a point in fighting for Mel anymore. Because it was obvious that he had just lost her to Mike.

A/N: There's chapter eleven guys! I made it a little bit on the longer side, so hopefully it was okay! Please review guys! Mikaela and I are losing a little bit of inspiration here! :/ Anyway, I'll try to have chapter twelve up within the next few days, so be on the lookout! -Mel