Heather was sad for it was time to return to work. It had been such a nice holiday season with AJ. One of the best of her life, actually. This man truly was a miracle. He was there for her at a time when she needed him most. How this incredible man fell in love with her remained a mystery. Sure, he told her that he loved her for her inner beauty as well as her outer beauty, but she still had low self-esteem sometimes about herself. Not as bad as before, no, for AJ was the antidote she needed. It would be awkward going back to work and facing Natalya again. She decided to go ahead and keep doing her hair and makeup. No, Heather didn't consider her a friend now, but she did accept her apology as well as her gift, and she was trying to turn over a new leaf, which was admirable, so she decided to continue doing her hair and makeup before shows.

AJ was packing up his things. He had to admit that this had been one of the happiest Christmases of his life. Heather sure made it extra special, and he was thankful for that. How Heather had such low self-esteem about herself was anybody's guess. She could be nine hundred pounds, or just twenty pounds, and she would still be beautiful! He still felt a little guilty, however, for New Year's Eve, when he thought she was making herself sick again. Sure, Heather reassured him and that was that. He still couldn't help worrying about her, however. Of course, that was only natural. Everybody worried about the ones they loved, that was human nature. Even though Heather was perfectly healthy again, it still made AJ worry whenever she would go to the bathroom, whether it be to just brush her teeth, or to pee. He ran his hand nervously through his hair. His bad nerves was starting to make his stomach hurt. He couldn't let Heather see that he was still worried that she would make herself sick again. It was one of those situations where you know it won't happen again, but you still worry about that tiny possibility that it could. Bulimia wasn't a disease that you get over just like that, but somehow, Heather had. But she had explained that he, AJ, was the reason for her quick recovery. He wanted to believe that. So badly, he wanted to.

He was brought out of his thoughts when Heather walked into the room. "Are you okay? You look like you're going to be sick."

AJ quickly snapped out of his thoughts.

"Oh. Yeah, I'm fine. Just spaced out there."

"What's on your mind?"

AJ shrugged.

"Just a little sad that the holiday season is over. It sure was a nice one."

Heather smiled and wrapped her arms around AJ's waiste, and lay her head on his back.

"Yes, it was. One of the best. But now we have a brand new year to look forward to."

"Indeed we do, doll."

AJ turned around and gave Heather a kiss on the lips and then leaned his forehead against hers.

"You were the highlight of my year."

"Ditto."

They kissed again.

"You ready to go?"

"Mm-hmm. I'm going to make a quick pit stop."

"Didn't you just go?"

"Yes, but I have a bladder the size of a walnut. You should know that by now, AJ," Heather said with a laugh. She walked to the bathroom and shut the door.

AJ couldn't resist. He walked towards the bathroom door and put his ear to it to see if he could hear any vomiting. Suddenly, the door opened and AJ lost his balance, falling to his knees.

"What are you doing?"

"I, um- I- I thought you had to pee."

"I do, but I need to get some tissues from my purse. There's no more toilet paper."

"Oh. There's some in the downstairs bathroom."

"AJ, what's going on? Why were you listening at the door?"

AJ knew he was busted. There was no way he would be able to talk his way out of this, so decided to just confess.

"All right, fine. Heather, I'm still worried about you. I know you told me that you were better now, but I can't help but still worry."

Heather was mad now.

"AJ, I have never lied a day in my life and am not about to start now. I told you I am better, and I am! How can you not trust me?"

"I do! I do trust you. It's just- Heather, when someone you love has been through something awful, even if they recover, it's still hard not to worry."

"I understand that, AJ, but you need to understand that I am not going to lie."

Suddenly, AJ thought of something. Heather had lied.

"Wait just a minute, Heather. When you were sick, you were lying! To me, to everybody! When we went out for pizza on our first date, you went to the restroom to throw it up. That night I cooked steaks for us, you threw it up. You lied about all the times you made yourself sick!"

"Yes, you're right, and I'm sorry about that, but besides that, I haven't lied. I don't intend to. Not anymore. Remember two nights ago, when I weighed 125? I weighed myself again this morning, and it said 126. Does that sound like someone who's making herself sick?"

There was a pause. An uncomfortable pause.

"Heather, you lied about being sick before. You're probably not lying now, but what if in the future-"

"AJ, I am not going to do that again! What more do I have to say to convince you?"

"I just- I don't know."

Heather walked over and picked up her suitcase.

"What are you doing?"

"I am going to call a taxi and get a ride to the airport myself. I mean, do you really want to travel with a liar?"

"Heather, come on. Don't be ridiculous. You did lie before!"

"Yes, I did! I apologized for it, too! I'm not going to do it again! I swear to God! I swear on the holy Bible! I swear on all thirty-three Wrestlemania's, it's never going to happen again!"

Heather was crying now. Immediately, AJ felt guilty. He pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry, honey. I'm sorry."

"I know. It's okay."

"No. No, it's not. Things have been going so good lately, that I just had to screw it up by accusing you unfairly."

"Well, I did lie before. I swear to you, though-"

"I know, I know. You're sorry and it will never happen again. I'm sorry for not trusting you. I do now, though. Okay?"

"Okay," Heather said with a nod. AJ smiled and kissed her forehead.

"Still wanna travel with me, baby?"

Heather gave a laugh. "Always."