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I decided that Shawn well he needed happiness, but like everything happy, something bad has to happen, and well it did. That's all I'm going to say! =]

The lyrics used in this one are from "I Wanna Be Your Man" by Endeverafter.

I own no one involved, they all belong to the WWE. The lyrics belong to Endeverafter.

I don't want no other baby
want you again and again
and I've waited all night long
now I know what I wanna do
I just wanna make love to you

Mark stirred from his sleep with a startle, sitting up quickly. He turned his head, frowning slightly when he saw that Shawn was still not awake. He sighed heavily and climbed off the bed, disappearing into the bathroom. He took a slow shower before returning to the bedroom, watching Shawn as he dressed for the day. He then walked over to the bed and sat down next to Shawn, staring down at him silently before pressing his lips to Shawn's cheek, his eyes falling shut.

Shawn frowned faintly inwardly when he felt someone touching him. He groaned lightly as he tried to rustle himself awake enough, though he found it still hard to do. He shifted slightly, knocking against something next to him. The frown on his lips deepened as he slowly opened his eyes, blinking a few times to make them adjust to the new light.

"Mark!" he shouted once he saw that it was Mark sitting next to him. He sat up quickly, wrapping his arms tightly around the larger man. He smiled faintly when he felt Mark's arms snake around him, holding him tightly. "I've missed you."

"I missed you too Shawn," he said softly, pulling back only to press his lips gently against Shawn's cheek once more. Shawn smiled faintly at him before lowering his gaze to the bed.

"I thought you were suspended," he said faintly, "I was alone, lost and you were gone."

Mark frowned, wrapping his arms around Shawn once more, holding him tightly, "I didn't want to go, Hunter must have got Vince to suspend me," he explained, kissing the top of Shawn's head. "But I'm back now."

Shawn pulled back out of his arms, a small smile forming on his lips, "And that's all that matters," he said happily as he straddled Mark's lap, his arms wrapping around Mark's neck. He grinned faintly up at him before kissing him lightly on the lips. Mark fell back on the bed slowly, bringing Shawn down with him. He slipped his hands underneath Shawn's shirt, smirking faintly into Shawn's lips as he tossed the shirt aside, his own clothes soon following.

A few hours later, Shawn found himself walking through the arena halls with a bright grin on his lips. He greeted those that he past, laughing faintly to himself when he saw the puzzled looks on all their faces.

"Hey Shawn!" he heard someone shout from behind him. He turned with a slight twirl, grinning slightly when he saw Cody heading down the hall towards him. "You seem awfully chipper today."

Shawn grinned more brightly, "I can't help it," he said with a shrug, shaking his head, "Things finally seem to be heading the right way for me."

"I'm glad," said Cody, hugging Shawn briefly before heading away. Shawn grinned slightly before walking away, stopping outside of his locker room that he now shared with Mark. He smiled as he walked into the room, spotting Mark sitting on the bench, his head resting in his hands.

"What's wrong Mark?" asked Shawn as he walked over, resting his hands down on Mark's shoulders. Mark rested his head against Shawn's body, wrapping his arms loosely around him.

"Nothing at all," he responded before pulling back and looking up at Shawn, "Just preparing to get my face kicked in again."

Shawn laughed faintly, shaking his head, "I don't hurt you, you know that," he responded softly. Mark nodded, standing up from the bench.

"Oh I know," he said with a smirk before leaving the locker room. Shawn watched him leave, grinning slightly to himself. For once it seemed things were finally going to start working out for him, or at least so he thought anyways.

Shawn watched most of the Smackdown matches from his locker room, not really in the mood to visit the others. All he wanted was for Mark to return. He watched Mark's entrance before hurrying off to gorilla position so he could be ready. He waited patiently for the match to end, watching on a nearby monitor. When Mark began his return to the backstage area, Shawn prepared himself, bouncing slightly to loosen himself up before he walked out, kicking Mark in the face with his sweet chin music move. He stood over the fallen man for as long as he was suppose to before leaving the stage, heading backstage once more.

Hurrying off to the locker room, Shawn sat himself down on the bench, watching the door for Mark to return. He played around with his things for a while, waiting though the more time passed, the more worried he got. Sighing softly, Shawn rose from the bench and went off to find Mark, not sure where the man had gotten.

Turning a corner, Shawn found himself back at the arena portion where he had kicked Mark. He stared out towards the ring, watching the match that was playing for Superstars briefly before turning, heading off again. He turned the corner once more, jumping when he banged into Glenn, falling to the floor in the process.

"It's like running into a brick wall," mumbled Shawn as he stood up, glancing up at Glenn, "Have you seen Mark? I can't find him."

Glenn frowned, sighing gently, "That's what I was looking for you for," he started off, "Something happened, I don't know what, but Mark's hurt. They're taking him to the hospital right now."

Shawn stared at Glenn silently, tears welling up in his eyes before a body-shaking shudder coursed through him, the tears now racing down his cheeks. He didn't even pay attention as Glenn pulled him into his arms and led him away. And just like that, Shawn's life was once more crumbling down around him.