***Hey there are you wonderful readers!!! Now is your chance to leave a mark on my writing. I need to know what one of my couples should name their baby! It won't be in this story, but it will be in the next one in the series. If you don't want to leave it in the reviews you can send your ideas to twstofate@hotmail.com. If you tell me which wrestler is your favorite I can have them suggest the name to the couple. You guys can vote on the couple that has a baby too...(1) Stephanie and Jericho, (2) Shane and Lita, or (3) Matt and Meredith. I look forward to hearing your ideas and let me know how you think the story is going!***


March 2002

"Go talk to her sweetie," he urged, whispering in her ear. His arm was around her waist.

"No," she insisted.

"She loves you," he said sincerely. "We all love you. Me most of all."

"It's only been two weeks," she said.

"I've known you for months though," he replied. "And I think the seeds were there all along. I won't say I'm head-over-heels madly in love with you. But I without a doubt love you."

"I love you too," she replied. She ran her hand down the side of his face. She traced his eyebrow with her finger. "I always have."

Jeff leaned down and kissed Dallas. He had been spending a lot of time with her since she had seen the kiss. Madison still talked to him, but she felt she was more likely to reclaim her sister if she didn't press her luck. Matt and Meredith were constantly together, so Jeff really had no one else to be with.

Jeff didn't know when he had started to fall for Dallas. Her eyes were darker than Madison's and they were always so expressive. She had an off-the-wall sense of humor and she was very smart. He had let her read some of his poetry once. She had looked up at him and said, "You'd think your momma left you to grow up with the forest creatures and that no one ever loved you Jeff."

"What?" Jeff sputtered, unable to believe this girl who was supposed to have a huge crush on him was able to criticize his poetry.

"It's a little depressing is all Edgar Allen Poe," Dallas said. "I'm not saying it's bad, I'm just saying you might want to consider visiting a shrink and picking up some prozac if you really feel this way."

"I'm that depressing?" Jeff asked.

"All that," Dallas said, "And then a few tears."

"At least they are moving then," Jeff said.

"Have you ever written a love poem?" Dallas asked.

"Not yet," Jeff said. "Maybe I'll write you one. If we ever go out."

"Are you saying you'd think about asking me out?" Dallas asked.

"I thought I was asking you out," Jeff said.

"I thought you liked my...Madison," Dallas said. "Why would you ask me out?"

"Because you are smart, funny, sweet, and pretty," Jeff said.

"You had major points going until you said that pretty crap," Dallas said. "You don't need to spare my feelings by lying to me Jeff."

"What's with the lack of confidence?" Jeff asked. "You are pretty. Your hair is soft and I must admit you do awesome stuff with the colors. Your clothing sense is similar to mine, so I like that too. Your smile is sweet and your eyes are gorgeous."

"My eyes are Madison's," Dallas said coolly.

"Madison's eyes are lighter than yours are," Jeff said. "And hers are so much more guarded than yours. You can always tell exactly what you are feeling when you look into your eyes."

"Your serious?" Dallas asked.

"Yes, you are pretty," Jeff said.

"I mean about asking me out," Dallas said.

Jeff smiled. "I'm serious."

"Then yes," Dallas said.

Jeff remembered that day fondly now. He had Madison to thank for insisting that Dallas liked him and that she would never seriously go out with him because of that. Madison had been right all along. Madison was a flirt who liked to have fun and Jeff was looking for a soulmate. He wasn't sure if Dallas was that person, but he was beginning to hope.

"You can talk to her," Jeff said. "She's miserable without you. She's paler now and she's lost some weight I think too."

"She'll live," Dallas said.

"Lita said that she sleeps all the time and that she hasn't been on a date since you two fought," Jeff said. "Shane is thinking about sending her to the WCW."

"Good," Dallas said. "Then I won't have to look at her every night."

"I can't believe you are so heartless," Jeff said, dropping his arm from around her waist. "There was a time when I couldn't imagine you without your sister."

"There was a time when I thought I knew her!" Dallas exclaimed.

"She didn't do anything wrong!" Jeff replied. "I kissed her."

"You kissed her?" Dallas asked. "It looked like she was kissing you back."

"But there never would have been a kiss if I had listened to her," Jeff said. "She went out with me that night because she was trying to get me to stop pursuing her."

"What are you talking about?" Dallas asked.

"I'm saying I promised Madison that I would leave her alone romantically if she would go out on one date with me," Jeff said.

"She didn't have to kiss you!" Dallas exclaimed.

"I kissed her!" Jeff said. "It happens on a lot of dates."

Dallas sat down. She couldn't really assimilate all of this information in her brain. No one had told her over the past month that Madison was only with Jeff that night to get rid of him. Well, to get him to stop drooling over her. Jeff had never told her about the stipulations of the date.

"So did she enjoy the date?" Dallas asked.

"Yes," Jeff said honestly, "but not enough to throw away her relationship with you."

"So she told you she wouldn't go out with you anymore?" Dallas asked.

"She said we were better off as friends," Jeff said. "She told me that you liked me. I didn't believe it really. She's the one who opened my eyes to what I felt for you."

Dallas was quiet for a long moment. Jeff shifted on the balls of his feet uncomfortably. "Why the hell didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"Because at first you didn't want to hear a word about Madison," Jeff said. "Then I was afraid that if you found out about the date you would leave me or something. I don't know why."

"I, I'm going for a walk," Dallas said.

"Don't leave," Jeff said reasonably.

"You didn't tell me that the sister who I disowned was doing something so I could be happy," Dallas said. "I have a lot of things to think about right now."

"Wait Dal," Jeff said. "Remember that I love you."

Dallas looked at the one person who had truly been there for her over the past month. He had been Madison's best friend before the fight. Who had Madison had over the past month?

"I'll try," Dallas said, walking away from Jeff.

For the first time in a month she didn't feel overwhelming anger when she thought about her sister. She felt guilty. She had never even given her sister a chance to explain what had happened. Yes, Madison had kissed Jeff and that hurt. But Madison had also told Jeff that she was more important than any romantic relationship. Dallas had essentially told Madison that a relationship was more important than her relationship with her sister.

"Hey Dal," Meredith said, coming out of the Team Xtreme dressing room. "Where's Jeff?"

"Somewhere," Dallas said distractedly.

"You okay sweetie?" Meredith asked.

"I don't know," Dallas admitted. "I realized maybe I should think before I act."

"This isn't about Jeff is it?" Meredith asked, touching her hand to Dallas' forearm.

"No," Dallas said. "Yes."

"Which one?" Meredith asked.

"Both," Dallas said sadly. "It is but it isn't."

"I wish I could say I understand," Meredith said. "But I am definitely here."

"If you see Jeff tell him I'm sorry I just ran off," Dallas said. "And tell him I will talk to him tonight."

"Anything else?" Meredith asked.

"Yeah," Dallas said. "I return the feeling."

"I can do that," Meredith said. "You two are very cute together. Are you going to have a chance to talk to him before his match tonight?"

"I don't know," Dallas said.

"Okay," Meredith said. "See you later."

"Bye Mer," Dallas said.

Dallas set off in the opposite direction, knowing what she had to do.