I'll remember that moment till I die, the bottle of Vodka dropped to the floor bouncing off the edge of the dresser and with a harsh shatter broke into pieces. I shrank down on the floor, my mind and body numb. I could hear Glen's voice a million miles away and I could feel warm liquid running down my leg. I stared straight ahead, not feeling pain or despair, not feeling anything. I was in my own time, my own world, unreachable.

"Trish?" I looked up at the red headed giant stood over me, and gave him a smile.

"If, I died tomorrow,"

"How?"

"I dunno, came off the bike or an accident in the ring?"

"Yeah"

"Would you forget me?"

"No, I'll always love you from deep in my heart I would love you more than anything I've ever known. Mark, your my world, I love you so much it hurts, I could NEVER forget you. But that's never gonna happen?"

"Why?"

"Because I love you too much. True love always has a happy ending"

A/N - *sobs* You have no idea how hard it was just to entertain the idea of killing him. It gave me the ending I wanted but at what price? I've killed my babes.what am I gonna do?

Oh yeah, fiction. Well, it was hard anyway. I think I'll do one more chapter, at his funeral where it all comes out, that is however if I get enough reviews wanting me to. I won't bring him back though, no hospital accidents or anything. Its too hard as it is without trying more.