Aimee rolled over and sat up instantly when she saw that Windham was not in the bed beside her. She must have dozed off after the amazingly intimate moment they had shared. It felt amazing to be just them in that moment. No worrying about kids interrupting or trying to be quiet. Just pure passion and that was something that had been lacking for a while now.

She looked around the room and couldn't find a trace of where her husband may be so she reached over to the phone and called him however she went instantly to voicemail. It was 3am where in the world could he possibly be. Grabbing her lounge clothes, she got dressed and went to go find him.

Thinking maybe Windham may have went to see his brother, the first room she stopped at was Taylor's.

"Ames, it's 3 in the morning, is everything ok?" Taylor asked rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"I'm sorry I woke you. I just thought maybe Windham was here." She said softly as he shut the door behind her.

"No he isn't. I haven't seen him since the press crap earlier today."

"Wait, what?" She said slightly confused. "You haven't seen him since then?"

"Honestly no. When I took you to the locker room was the last time I seen him." He saw the worry instantly appear on his sister-in-law's face, "Ames why did you think differently."

"When we were about to leave for Takeover he said he had to deliver a card to you and that he would meet me there, which he did, so I didn't think anything of it."

"A card? What kind of card?" He asked.

"A love note basically from someone who's name starts with a 'J'."

Taylor put the pieces together and was instantly pissed at his brother. He had been suspicious for a while now but could never prove anything. Even had coworkers telling him but he pushed it aside believing that his older brother would never do that.

"Oh… yea…," he trailed off as he saw her features go from worry to hurt. He knew she was putting the pieces together as well but he didn't want her finding out this way especially without talking to Windham first.

"That card. I must've stepped out of the room when he came earlier and he slid it under the door." He said as he grabbed her hand to reassure her.

"Tee, I've known you long enough to know when you are lying to me and trying to cover for him." She retorted.

"Ames, look… I…" he said running his hands through his hair, "I don't know but things have been weird with him for some time."

"Is he cheating on me? Please don't hide or sugar coat things for me." She said as the tears began to fill her eyes.

"I'm not, Ames, you are my family and I would never hide that from you even if he is my brother. I do think however you and him need to have a talk." He reached over and wiped the tears that fell down her cheeks.

"Yes… I guess we do." She said as she stood to her feet. "I'm sorry again for waking you. I love you Tee."

"Listen to me. I am here for you anytime and I mean that. I love you too, Ames." He said as she walked through the door. "Let me know when you find him please."

She nodded and continued back to their room because she didn't even feel like searching for him now. All she could think about was if he was cheating and who was he with and why did it even start.

Walking through the door her heart sank even more when she saw he still wasn't there. How could he walk away after their night of complete passion. She thought he had enjoyed it as much as her but that must not have been the case.

Laying on the bed she grabbed his pillow and held it tight against her. Just the smell of his scent made her eyes swell with tears. What was she going to do if her worst fear was coming true? How could she cope and manage complete happiness if her whole heart was gone?

She rolled over and faced the wall as a beeping noise came from the door indicating that Windham was coming into the room. He quietly shut the door and went to the bathroom trying not to disturb the woman who he thought was sleeping in the bed.

Aimee sobbed even harder when she heard the shower turn on. She laid there and pictured another woman kissing his neck, touching his skin, and holding him close. That was her husband, her lover, her friend. How could another woman do that? She knew it was just as much Windham as the mistress but she still held her accountable.

Whoever "J" was had to have known he was married and had children. "Oh the children!" The thought made her cringe. How was this going to affect Arrow and Beau? She could fathom why Windham could do this to her but how could he put his own flesh and blood through this?

The shower stopped causing Aimee to dry up the ever flowing tears to regain her faux sleeping state. Windham walked out of the bathroom and crawled into bed instantly cuddling up to her. The feel of him touching her made her loose all control and she started to tremble in his arms.

"Baby, are you ok?" He asked sitting up slightly to see if she was awake.

"No…" she cried, "No I'm not."

"What's wrong, Ames?" He said as he tried to bring her closer to his chest but she pulled away wiping the tears from her eyes and standing to her feet.

"Please Windham, if you have ever loved me, please don't lie to me." She pleaded looking straight into the man she loved with every breath she took.

"Aimee, what the hell is this about?" He said with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Are you having an affair?"

Rage began to boil inside him as he realized his secrets have come to a head. He thought he hid it better and wondered where he went wrong. Windham was going to tell her but he wanted this weekend to be the best just like she had planned. He owed her at least that.

If he was being honest with himself he wasn't sure what he wanted. He knew he felt something for JoJo and liked the time they spent together however he still loved his wife and they had history together.

That history is what strained their marriage though. Aimee's world revolved around him and once they had kids and she chose to go to NXT, he was no longer getting that attention. Was it selfish? Yes but he didn't care. To him a man has needs and desires and that mans significant other should provide that.

"Yes." He spit out the word before another thought came to his mind.

Emotion flooded Aimee's face as a gut-wrenching howl escaped from deep within her. She crumbled to her knees right in front of Windham. Tears coming from his own eyes as he looked down at the woman he vowed to never harm.

"W..why?" Her voice cracked.

He continued to look down at her just shaking his head not sure how to answer or what to do. The sounds coming out of her was the sound of pure pain and angst. Smacking himself in the head, he yelled out and backed away trying to regain his composure.

"It just happened." He said kneeling down in front of her lifting her chin to face him. "And it's over with her. That's where I was, Ames, you have to believe me."

"Believe you? How can I believe you? I trusted you and you destroyed that."

"I know but I'll prove it to you, Ames. Just like you proved that you will do whatever it takes for us. You did that by coming here. That made me see how much I do love you." He tried grabbing her hands but she yanked them away.

"How long has it been going on?" Aimee's raw emotions were all over the place and now all she was seeing was red.

"That doesn't matter. All that matt.."

"It matters to me." She yelled not letting him finish. "Damn it, Windham."

"Aimee, please, I want this. I want us. I want our family." He said finally grabbing her hands and holding them tight. "Stay the rest of this weekend and let me show you the love you deserve."

Part of Aimee wanted to run out that door and never look back but the other part of her wanted to give him a chance. Maybe this is what they needed. They needed this hurdle to cross to be stronger as a couple. She loved him more than anything and she took her vows seriously and she was going to fight to keep this marriage together.

"I love you Windham. I believe we can get through this as long as we do this together. And the first step is that the other woman has to be completely gone. It's going to be hard to trust you but I'll try because I believe that we can be extraordinary together instead of ordinary apart."

She helped him up and he held her tight. As he pulled away he grabbed her face and kissed her softly but passionately. Both emotionally and mentally exhausted, they laid down in the bed and just held each other.

"I love you, Aimee." He said as she laid on his chest.

"I love you, Windham." She replied before she drifted off to sleep once more.