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"How are you feeling today?" asks Dean as he comes into our bedroom as I am lying in our bed. Since we came home from the hospital I haven't really been up to doing anything. I haven't felt like doing anything.
"I'm okay," I say as I pull the covers over my body as he climbs into bed next to me. "Does the pain ever go away?"
"I don't know," he says. "I hope so but I'm hurting too just as much as you are."
"What if we can't have another baby? I mean according to the past doctors that I have had I am not able to have more children maybe that's what it was."
"I don't think so," he says. "I think you can have children it was just all the stress from Christmas Eve that caused the miscarriage. Whenever you're ready we can try again. I just want to make sure you're ready to try again and I don't want to rush you into anything."
"I'm not ready," I say honestly. "How's your arm feeling?"
"It's okay," he says, "I'm more worried about you. Zoey's home and you haven't seen her in a couple days. She's asking about the baby. I wasn't sure if I should tell her or not."
"I guess she's going to need to know some time," I say. "She was so excited to be a big sister now she has to wait to be a big sister again."
"I know," he says. "It will happen when the time is right and we have a wedding to plan."
"As long as I get divorced which I hope happens since I have agreed to help the police catch Cody for what he did to you but again that doesn't matter because everyone in America thinks I set the whole thing up and I'm after all your money. I'm the bad person here."
"It doesn't matter what America thinks," he says, "what matters is what I think and I know you didn't plan for me to be shot. I know Cody planned it but he didn't get into my office alone he had some help. I have security going through the tapes because I know Cody didn't get in there alone."
"You're saying he had an accomplice?" I ask. "By the way Roman was at the hospital the day you got shot. I didn't get to tell you until now because everything happened so fast. I was going to tell you but he was there."
"He was?" he asks.
"Yes," I say remembering that night Roman showed up at the hospital. He seemed to care about Dean but he also accused me of trying to murder Dean and told me America would find out who I really was. "He seemed to be a little out of sorts. I mean I know I'm not his favorite person since I told him no for that date but he was even more out of sorts. He seemed a little panicked but he was sure he would make sure the world knew who I was and what I did. He was very adamant about me being the person that helped Cody."
"Someone helped Cody. Someone that knows that office because there is no way he could have gotten past my security team and the only person that knows the office well enough to help Cody get in without being noticed is Roman."
"If Roman is one of your best friends why would he help Cody?" I ask with confusion. "That doesn't seem like something a best friend would do."
"I thought he was my best friend but lately he's been distant from me and been more of a competition. He knows Cody is after you and after me. Roman is smart. He knows if I am out of the picture that takes away some of his competition. He's not an idiot. He's a manipulator. He can use Cody for his own personal gain."
"I still don't understand it, Dean but why would he want you to die if you're best friends."
"To eliminate competition, I'm not really sure why he would do something like this but soon everything will be all over do you think Cody would rat him out?"
"I don't know," I say, "I can't say what he would do to be honest. Cody is complicated to understand. I gave up trying to figure him out."
"I understand," he says as Zoey comes into our room with her Zoey doll. "Hey, Princess," says Dean as she climbs up into bed with us.
"Hi, Daddy," she says with a smile. "Do you feel better, Mama?" she asks me settling between Dean and me.
"I'm feeling all right," I say, "my heart hurts a little bit but someday it won't hurt that much anymore."
"Why does your heart hurt, Mama?"
I look at Dean and he nods before I let out a deep breath. "Zoey, we need to talk," I say, "I have something to tell you about your baby brother or sister."
"Okay," she says looking at me with her bright blue eyes.
"Well, something happened to mama and your baby brother or baby sister went to be in Heaven," I say not sugar coating it.
"Why did they go to Heaven?" she asks as tears burn my eyes.
"I don't know, Baby Girl," I say as Dean takes my hand into his, stroking mine with his thumb to comfort me. "God does that sometimes, sometimes he just needs a baby more than we do and makes them an angel instead."
"So I won't have a baby brother or baby sister?" she asks.
"Not right now," I say, "but hopefully sometime in the future we'll be able to make you a big sister."
"I hope so," she says sadly. "I really wanted to have a baby sister."
"I know you did," I say, "but one day you will. I promise."
"You really promise?" she asks.
"I really promise," I say trying not to cry. "I promise."
"Okay, mama," she says. "I love you," she says giving me a hug as if she knew I need a hug. I hug her back tightly and kiss her blonde hair.
"I love you too, Zoey," I say with a smile.
"Up next who is Alexis and why did she try to kill her boyfriend Dean Ambrose," says the woman on the news. This is how it has been the last couple days that we have been home. We are front page news, the headline on every news station and on the cover of the upcoming tabloids.
"Turn it off," I say to Dean before he grabs the remote and turns the TV off. "Thank-you," I say. "You know they're going to keep talking until we talk to them," I say.
"I know," he says. "Are you ready to talk to them yet? We can tell them about the engagement and tell them that you didn't have anything to do with the shooting."
"Nothing we say is really going to change their mind," I say, "but I do want them to know my story to know why I don't go by Alexis anymore," I say. "I want them to know that much."
"And we can set up an interview," he says, "but are you sure you want to help the police catch Cody?"
"I'm sure," I say. "I have to do this. If I don't no one will ever be able to find Cody."
"Do you think he will meet up with you?" asks Dean.
"I'm sure he wouldn't refuse. He wants Zoey and me back," I say, "if I called him telling him I wanted to meet him he would be all for it."
"If you think you want to do this and you think you're ready. I prefer that you didn't do this. I think it's dangerous but if you want to do this I will have my security team with you."
"I don't know if that's a good idea, Dean. If security comes with me it will look like a set up."
"You're crazy if you think I am going to let you meet with him without a member of my security team. I will NOT let anything happen to you. I already blame the detective and officer for you losing our baby because they put you in that position. They put you through the extra stress that you didn't need not to mention they manhandled you like the assholes they are and now they want you to help them?"
"Dean, watch what you say in front of Zoey," I say reminding him that she's still there.
"I'm sorry," he says, "but this is mostly their fault. They could have handled this better there wasn't even any evidence that you were involved."
"I know," I say, "but whether they are responsible for this miscarriage or not I want to help them not for them but for you, for me and for Zoey. If Cody isn't caught we will never be able to live our lives in peace. I want him where he belongs, Dean and if I have to help those jerk officers I will."
"Fair enough," he says, "I just feel more comfortable if a member of my security team was there it doesn't mean it's a setup."
"What would you think?"
He thought for a second and says, "you're right. Security will have to stay out of sight."
"Yeah," I say. "They will need to stay out of sight."
"I'll make sure they do but you're not doing this alone."
"Okay," I say, "I'm not doing this alone."
TWO DAYS LATER:
"Thank-you for doing this, Alexis or Journey, what do you prefer to be called?" asks the detective.
"I prefer Journey. I'm not Alexis anymore and my legal name is now Journey so if you wouldn't mind calling me Journey I would appreciate it."
"Journey it is," he says. "And you have already contacted Cody and have plans to meet up with him?"
"Yes," I say as Dean stands by my side. "What all do I have to do?"
"You're going to meet with him talk to him for a bit. We're going to be listening to the conversation and then we will appear, arrest him and you're free to go."
"And you're sure that if I do this you will get him to sign his rights to Zoey away and get him to sign the divorce papers so we can finally end this marriage?" I ask.
"That was the deal," he says.
"Don't screw her over," says Dean. "Don't screw her over."
"I don't have that intention," he says. "I'm a man of my word."
"Right," says Dean, "just know I hold you responsible for her losing my child. You wouldn't bring her back to the hospital and you put her through unnecessary stress that she didn't need. She was already under a large amount of stress from the night before when I was shot. You could have waited to 'arrest' her in your trick to make her look like the bad person to the media. You think I don't know that's what you did? I know that's exactly what you did because you didn't want Cody to know that you were on to him. You knew that she didn't have a part in the shooting. You knew there was a PFA against him and a restraining order especially since it was filed through your office. I don't buy your shit for a second," he says and he's upset. He holds so much animosity toward the detective. "I'm telling you right now, if anything happens to her and I mean anything I will hold it over YOUR head and this time I will have your jobs are we clear?"
"Yes, Ambrose," he says reluctantly, "we're clear."
"Good," he says. "And my security team will sit in, they won't be visible but they will be sitting in close quarters in case Cody decides to lose his mind and forgets who he's talking to."
"We don't need your security to sit in," says the detective.
Dean started laughing and said, "you think I'm really going to let her do this without one of MY men on the case? You've lost your mind. I trust my security a little better than your men."
"All right but where was your security when Cody got into your office and shot you?" he asks.
"That's a moot point," he says, "but Cody was helped into my office somehow and someway; he didn't get in there by himself that's how my security had no idea otherwise he wouldn't be a problem now."
"Right," says the detective and I can't stand him. He's one of the arrogant asshole ones. I understand where Dean is coming from he doesn't trust him. I don't know if I trust him myself I mean after all he could be corrupt. I'm not getting good vibes from him. "So are you ready, Journey?"
"Yes, I'm ready," I say nervously. "Let's do this."
The detective had me wired up when we arrived at the restaurant that I was meeting Cody at. I was more than nervous. I was petrified. I didn't know what Cody was going to do. He was capable and is capable of doing anything. The detectives and Dean stayed in a van parked out front while I made my way into the restaurant. I spotted two of Dean's men from our security team as I surveyed the restaurant for Cody and surprisingly I found him at the table next to the security team. I let out a deep breath and made my way over to the table. "Alexis," he says as he stands up.
"Cody," I say. "I'm here."
"I didn't think you were going to come. I was expecting you to sell me out," he says.
"No, I'm here," I say as I take my jacket off.
"I'm glad," he says with a smile before he hugs me. I reluctantly hug him back before we take a seat at the table for two. "You've changed so much. I never would have recognized you," he says.
"I was hiding from you. I couldn't have you recognize me."
"Look, Alexis, I'm sorry for everything that I put you through. I should have been a better husband to you. It was the lifestyle I was living. It made me the monster."
"Don't blame your circumstance on your behavior," I say. "You were always good at that."
"Okay you're right," he says. "I shouldn't do that but you have to admit you love me."
"I did love you, Cody, you know that. I never denied my love for you and I never denied loving you. I was crazy about you. I thought we could have it all. I always thought we would but you changed. Love doesn't hurt. You would hit me and then say you were sorry and you would do it again. It was never ending, Cody. You were never going to stop. I was tired of being a punching bag and I couldn't let our daughter see that. I couldn't let her see it was okay because it wasn't. I didn't want her to grow up thinking that life was okay. I had to do what I had to so that our daughter could grow up to be happy and live in a healthy home."
"You sure did make out well huh?" he asks. "All that money and the business he owns and I see you're doing your fashion thing."
"It's not about the money, Cody. It never was. It was about how he treats me and loves me. He shows me every day how much I mean to him. He's never yelled at me or raised his hand to me. He treats me like a Queen and he's really good with Zoey."
"I'm sure," he says. "But I want you back, Alexis. I want to do this right this time. Can I please get another chance?"
"You had all the chances I am willing to give you. You're lucky I am even meeting with you today. I wasn't going to but I figured I would hear you out and I want to know one thing."
"What's that?" he asks.
"Why did you shoot Dean? Why did you try to kill him?" I ask.
"Alexis," he says.
"Journey," I correct him. "I'm not Alexis anymore. I haven't been Alexis for a long time I left her behind when I left you to start a new life. I just want to be happy can you let me be happy, let me live my life with Dean and Zoey?"
"You'll always be Alexis to me. I love you, I have always loved you. Please come back to me."
"No, Cody, I'm not coming back to you. You fucked up. I don't' want a shithole life with you where I don't know if you're going to hit me or not."
"I will never hit you again."
"You have said that before," I remind him, "but you have repeatedly done it. You're not good for me, Cody. You never were. Love blinds you sometimes."
"Alexis," he says.
"You didn't answer my question, why did you shoot Dean?"
"Because I want you back. I will do anything to get you back all you have to do is name it. I will do anything to get you back."
"No, Cody," I say.
"Please," he begs.
"No," I say as the police officers storm into the restaurant.
"You set me up?" he asks as they pull him out of the chair and cuff him. "You're the bitch you always were," he says angrily and there it is the true Cody coming out. "You'll be sorry for this, bitch," he warns me as Dean comes in. "Fuck you, Dean I should have killed you when I had the chance and I should have killed your bitch too," he says as if everything he said won't be used against him in court. "You'll be sorry," he says as they haul him out of the restaurant. I turn to Dean and begin to cry on his shoulder as he holds me tightly in his arms.
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