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author notes: This fic is dedicated to Sassy Lil Scorpio. Last chapter, my friends. Thanks for all the reviews. I really appreciate it. There will be additional authors notes at the end of this chapter. I didn't want to spoil it for you, and as I promised I put it the rest of the lyrics to Justify My Love.
*denotes thought*

Lyrics from "Justify My Love" by Vita f/Ashanti - The Fast and The Furious Soundtrack

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5.

//What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?//

Lita sat in the Team Extreme locker room thinking. Two weeks went by, and Lita was determined to end her relationship with Matt. She was tired of pretending to be in love with someone she couldn't stand to touch her. It wasn't fair to Sean or Matt. Sean never seemed to complain, but she could see the pain in his eyes. She didn't want to lose him. He was her everything. He was all she needed in her life. She wasn't going to tell Matt about Sean just yet. She didn't want Matt to try and take out his anger on Sean. She was going to tell Matt that she still wanted to be apart of Team Extreme despite their split. They had been friends before, why not now? She could only hope he would go along with it. If he didn't, she wasn't sure what she was going to do.

She worked on what she would say to him. She wanted to make it as painless as possible. She wanted to try and make it sound like it was her not him. She didn't want it to end up in a fight. She would die before she let him hurt her ever again. She hadn't told Sean what she planned to do yet. She was going to tell him that night while they were in her room. She heard someone come barging in the dressing room door. *Can't a girl get some time alone around here?* Lita thought letting out a defeated sigh. She had been trying to get a moment alone to think all day. Whoever it was didn't even knock. She turned around to face a worried Jackie and Molly. Jackie's eyebrows were furrowed and her mouth was set in a grim frown. Molly was wringing her hands, and her eyes were as wide as saucers.

"What's wrong, you guys?" Lita asked.

"They know. Everyone knows." Molly blurted out.

Lita didn't have to ask what. She knew. "How did they find out?"

"We don't know. Al told me. Michael Cole told Al. Coach told Michael Cole, and we can't find Coach to ask who told him." Jackie said gravely. "We've been trying to find the source."

"That means Matt knows." Lita said before slumping down in her chair.

//Talk to me -- tell me your dreams
Am I in them?//

Sean had decided that he was going to ask Lita to marry him that night. He had even went to a jeweler and picked up a ring. She was the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. She was permanently apart of him and all his dreams. He didn't want to ever give her up. He would cherish her, take care of her, and love her with everything he had to give. Chuck met him at the entrance of the arena. He looked worried. Sean dismissed it at first. Chuck's whole life was dedicated to worrying. The intent way that Chuck was staring at him made him realize, it had something to do with him. When he approached Chuck, he told Sean that everyone knew about him and Lita.

"How?" Sean asked.

"I don't know. I went into the locker room, and Stacy comes running in telling us that you and Lita had a thing going on. Then everyone looked at me and asked me did I know. And I said no. And that it wasn't any of our business really."

"How did Stacy find out?"

"Torrie, of course."

"How did Torrie find out?"

"Hell, I don't know."

So, they all knew. That meant if everyone in the Alliance knew, then everyone in the WWF knew. He wondered if Lita had heard it, yet. Chances are, she had. When he walked into the dressing room, he was met with stares. It was obvious they had been talking about him before he walked in the room. He could tell by the guilty way they turned their eyes away from him. He pretended like he didn't care. No one said anything to him, and he didn't say anything to him. What could they do about it anyway? Shawn Stasiak walked through the door with Stacey following right behind him. Sean found it rather weird they were still in cahoots after their dramatic breakup in front of the whole wide world. Now, they acted like nothing had happened.

"Sean, my man. I heard you were banging Matt's chick." Stasiak said laughing. "A big one up for the Alliance."

"You are such a fucking moron, Stasiak. Why don't you quit worrying about me, and worry about who Stacey's banging. I'd watch her around Matt Hardy." Sean retorted.

"Sean! I can't believe you said that." Stacey cried. "I thought we were friends."

"I thought we were too, Stacey, but if you were a real friend you wouldn't have told everyone the first piece of gossip you got about me. You would have came to me instead."

"You sure are touchy, Sean. What is she holding out on you? Can't get any of that extreme pu-" Stasiak started, but was quickly shut up with a fist in his nose.

Stasiak fell backwards holding his nose. A couple of the guys moved between the two to keep a fight from starting. Now wasn't the time for the Alliance to break apart over a love affair. Stacy tried to comfort Stasiak. Was that how they all felt? Did they think he was just using her to get a gain for the Alliance?

"I think you broke my damn nose." Stasiak yelled at Sean.

"So what, if I hadn't broke it you would have just tripped over your own two feet and broke it yourself. You're a damn clutz." Sean said without sympathy. "And just for the record, I love her. This isn't about the Alliance or the WWF. It's about us."

//Tell me your fears
Are you scared?//

She had to get to the bottom of this. Jackie and Molly were the only two people she had told. She knew they wouldn't tell anyone about it. Her only hope was finding Coach. He had to be somewhere around there. She saw various people of the WWF giving her weird looks. She noticed people who would usually wave at her or say hello turned away when they saw her coming. Christian actually had the nerve to call her a whore to her face. As the tears started to form, Jackie kicked him between the legs. "Whore that!" Jackie yelled at him as he crumpled over in pain. They found Coach with Michael Cole talking at a table.

"Coach!" Lita called.

He turned to her. His face contorted into a scared look. He knew what she was going to ask him. Michael Cole made some excuse about having somewhere to be and quickly disappeared around a corner.

"Who told you?" Lita demanded.

"I'm not sure if I should tell you." He said honestly. "I don't want you to get in any trouble."

"Well, if you don't tell me, I'm about to get in trouble right now."

"It was Trish." Coach said.

"Who told her?"

"No one. She said she saw you and O'Haire together. She said she went downtown with Jeff. They saw you go into an ice cream shop. Jeff tried to say it wasn't you, but she said she knew better." Coach said quickly.

So, this was all that bitch Trish's fault. She never really liked Trish, ever since her T&A days. She couldn't keep it to herself. As usual, she ran her mouth just because she could. The thing that surprised Lita though was Jeff. He had tried to say it wasn't her that they saw. That meant he was trying to protect her in a way. Didn't it? She wondered if the Alliance knew. Probably did. She went back to the Team Extreme dressing room where Molly and Jackie were waiting for her. She told them word for word what Coach had told her.

"Trish told. She saw us." Lita said shaking her head.

"Didn't Trish's mother ever tell her it was wrong to spread gossip?" Molly said angrily.

"What are you going to do about it?" Jackie asked.

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Girl, what the hell is wrong with you?" Jackie said. "Beat her motherfucking slutty ass."

"There's no need for me to say anything. She should've known better. She probably did it intentionally. Just when I thought that things were getting better for us. She goes and she does something like this. Goes to show you, you can never trust Trish Stratus. Not that I already didn't know that, I just let my defenses down. Besides, this isn't all her fault. We were sloppy. Sean and I should have known better."

Matt and Jeff walked in as Lita was finishing her 'I should've known better' speech. She heard Molly take in her breath sharply. Jackie's tightened and loosened her fists. Lita felt a lump form in her throat. To their surprise, Matt smiled. He said hello to them and switched on the small TV to watch the matches. Lita knew he heard. How could he not have? Unless Jeff had kept him jaded from it all, but that alone would take an act of God. She had come to the unrelenting decision that she was going to have to tell Matt it was over that very night.

//Tell me your stories
I'm not afraid of who you are
We can fly!//

That night Sean came to her room. He told her about what happened in the Alliance locker room. He told her everything even how they thought that he was using her and he fight that he had nearly started. Everyone was treating him rather coolly, except Chuck. He didn't know what the big deal was about him seeing Lita. After his confession, they didn't know how to regard him in the locker room. So, they just left it and him alone. Stasiak stayed clear of him the rest of the night. He didn't care, he didn't much like him anyway. Stasiak was an idiot. Chuck stuck with him the whole time, though. He didn't have to, but he did. Chuck was a true friend. Sean wasn't ashamed of Lita or his love for her.

Lita told him that she was being treated the same way in the WWF with the exception of Molly and Jackie. She also told him who started it. Trish Stratus. Jeff and Trish saw them downtown that night after the picnic. Jeff tried to protect them, but Trish wasn't fooled. She did have some good news for him but bad news for Matt. She had finally broken up with Matt.

"How'd he take it?" Sean asked.

"I guess as well as he could. I thought it was going to get a little physical, but he stormed out. He knows about us, but I don't care."

"Well, I have some good news for you too. I hope it's good new for you." He said happily.

She didn't say anything as Sean kneeled down on one knee. He brought a ring out of his pocket. He smiled up at her. Her right hand was covering her mouth, and he saw her eyes start to mist up. If she started crying, he was going to cry too.

"Lita, you've made me happier these past few months than I've been in years. You're everything I've searched for in a woman and more. You make my days brighter and my nights more heavenly. Just one look from you, and I melt. Everytime I'm with you my love for you grows stronger. I want to feel like this the rest of my life. And I'd be honored if you'd be my wife. Lita, will you marry me?"

//Poor is the man
Whose pleasures depend
On the permission of another//

She thought Matt didn't know. He had went into the dressing room and acted like nothing had even happened. He knew. He had heard the story from Edge. Everyone knew, even Kurt Angle. She was making a fool out of him. He didn't know what she saw in Sean. So, she really did spend her time in the arms of another - Sean O'Haire. He had to force Jeff to tell him the whole story once he found out that it was Jeff and Trish that had actually saw them. His own brother didn't even tell him about his slut of a girlfriend. The sad part was Jeff wasn't planning on telling him either. Jeff gave him some crap about not wanting to get involved in his affairs or seeing anyone hurt. Matt had responded by saying, "Blood is suppose to be thicker than water."

He hadn't told her because he didn't want her to know he knew. He had something better planned for her. He was going to ask her about it. He was going to talk to her under the presumptions that he didn't know the whole story, already. He was just going to ask her about a piece of information he obtained from Edge. He would be able to tell by her eyes if she was lying or not. She was never a very good liar. Then, he was going to follow her plain and simple. He went through the motions of the night, but he wasn't really into it. He just kept thinking about how furious he was at Lita. He didn't betray any emotion though. When the show was over, he told Lita he needed to talk to her. Then went into their empty dressing room. Things didn't go as expected.

"Matt, before you start talking I want to say something." Lita said softly.

"What?" He said sort of predicting what she was about to say.

"Matt, you know that we've been having problems, and I think we should cool it down. We're having all this tension between us. I think that it's best if we just be friends. I'll understand if you need time to think about it. I'll still be here for you and Jeff because you're my family."

"Friends?" Matt asked. He just took an invisible blow to his stomach.

"Yeah, we use to be good friends. Don't you remember?"

"I put all my efforts into this relationship and you want to be just friends? You expect me to just give up on us, and then pretend like nothing has happened." Matt said his voice rising.

"Matt there is no us anymore. I stopped loving you the first time you raised your hand at me. To be honest, I don't know if I ever loved you the way you deserve to be loved." She said swallowing her anger. "There's not sense in fighting over it Matt. It'll only make it worse."

"This is about Sean O'Haire, isn't it?" Matt asked through clenched teeth.

"No, this has nothing to do with Sean. we had problems long before he came along and you know it." Lita admitted.

Matt stalked towards her. Lita stood her ground. She didn't even take her eyes away from he. He knew she wasn't scared of him anymore. He used to have a kind of control over her, but now she was a different person. He stormed out the locker room. He would teach her.

//Love me, that's right, love me
I wanna be your baby//

Sean just asked her to marry him. She sat there unsure of what to say. The events that had just transpired with her and Matt were slowly starting to fade away. Sean wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, and she wanted to be with him for the rest of her life. For once, she felt she had done something right. Out of all the wrongs that happened in her life, she finally had a right. She felt the tears threaten to spill over. He wanted to be his forever. She felt like a princess in a storytale that had found her Prince Charming. She had definitely found hers. She loved him more that words could say.

"Yes!" She said as the tears started to stream down her face.

He slipped the gold engagement ring on her finger. She hugged him tightly. They were going to be husband and wife. They laid on her bed and talked about the wedding. It would be in a summer wedding, probably in July or early August. She wanted to have a beach wedding, preferably The Virgin Islands. The water there was so blue. She could stare at it for hours. The could invite everyone WWF and Alliance. Maybe, the could be civil that day just long enough for them. First, the two federations had to get use to the idea that they were together. She would get Jackie and Molly to be her bridesmaid. It would be beautiful.

"Lita O'Haire. What kind of name is that?" Sean joked.

"It's a good name." She said holding up her fists. "Isn't it?"

"Okay, okay. It's a good name." He said holding up is hands in protection. "How do you think everyone will take it?"

"I think it's going to take some time for them to get used to. This wasn't even suppose to happen." She responded.

"Yeah, I think once they see we don't care what they think. They'll settle down."

She nodded in agreement. "But let's not think about that. We have all the time in the world to think about that. We're getting married."

"How about a preview of the honeymoon?" He said mischieviously.

"You read my mind." She said as they sank together on the bed.

//I'm open and ready
For you to justify my love//

He muttered under his breath as he sat at the bar drinking away his problems. He couldn't believe that she had broken up with him. He had been making a real effort to change. He hadn't hit her in weeks. He was understanding when she wanted to be alone. She didn't want to make it work. Instead, she wanted to run around with Sean O'Haire. How he hated Sean O' Haire. Out of all the members of the Alliance she chose Sean O'Haire.

"Sean O'Haire! I can't believe she would cheat on me with him." He spat to himself.

After the show, people came up to him all night asking him how he was doing. Wasn't it obvious? His girlfriend just broke up with him, and he was trying to drown his problems in alcohol. Jeff had asked him if he wanted to go out to a club with him and Trish to get his mind off Lita. He had said no. He didn't want to ruin anyone's night with his sob story. He would rather wallow in his self-pity alone. Besides, he didn't want to be a third wheel. Just because Jeff had been okay with doesn't mean he would. He knew every member of the Alliance had to be laughing at him. Hell, if he were a member of the Alliance he'd be laughing at himself too. He couldn't seem to come to terms with her leaving him.

What made it even worse was, she did it right under his nose. All the clues were there in his face. She stopped going places with them. She started demanding her own room. She was positively beaming most mornings. She had stopped talking about the invasion. What was wrong with him? Why was he so jaded to what was going on. He should have listened to Scotty that night when he said she had knocked on the next door over. If he had listened, he could have stopped this before it started. Or had it started before then? He felt his blood start to boil. No, it couldn't have started then. She wouldn't have went banging on doors that night, she would have went straight to him. His anger had ran her into the arms of O'Haire.

Who knows when it really started? He didn't care. He just wanted a little satisfaction. He could kick her off of the team. No, then the reporters would start snooping and his dirty laundry would air for the whole world to see. He could handle everyone within these confines knowing, but the world? All his fans? His friends back home? He wouldn't be able to bear that shame.

"Matt." Stacy said as she sauntered next to him.

What did she want? He thought he had told her to get lost once before? Did she want to rub it in his face that O'Haire had taken his girl? Did she enjoy seeing him down and out? Wasn't she back with Stasiak? *My day just keeps getting better* He thought to himself sarcastically.

"What is it? You want to rub what happened in my face?" He asked rudely.

"Not at all. I wanted to try and comfort you."

"I don't need you to comfort me." Matt said eyeing her.

"Are you sure because I can make you feel better. I can treat you a thousand times better than Lita can."

He sat there considering her offer. What else was there for him to do? He was miserable, and misery loves company. He nodded at her slightly as she took his hand and led him away from the bar. They were unaware of Shawn Stasiak and Mike Awesome walking towards the bar.

"Hey Stasiak, isn't that your broad walking away with Matt Hardy?" Mike said pointing to the two retreating figures.

"That bitch has some nerve." Stasiak said fuming.

"What are you going to do about it?" Mike asked. "Wanna jump Hardy?"

"Nah, I'll take care of them later." Stasiak promised.

Matt didn't know if this was going to make him feel any better. Probably not. He knew one thing though. He wanted some kind of revenge. He needed revenge. It was the only way he would truly be able to go on with his life.

//To justify my love
Wanting, to justify...//

The next day nothing could hurt her. She walked proudly into the arena. Why should she worry about what they thought about her? She was going to be Mrs. Sean O'Haire. Nothing could touch her. She frowned as she saw Trish coming towards her excitedly. Hadn't she caused enough trouble? Wait, she had to take that back. If Trish hadn't ran her mouth, she would have never broke up with Matt last night. Maybe, it really had been a good thing.

"Have you heard?" Trish asked.

"Heard what? I just got here. And why are you talking to me anyway? I was under the impression you were more corcerned with ruining my life than being friends." Lita said rather nastily.

"It slipped. I swear. I never actually said it was you. I said I thought I saw you and Sean O'Haire walk into an ice cream shop. Sean O'Haire is just gorgeous by the way. He can do a Seanton bomb on me, anyday. Is that suppose to be like Jeff's move? You know Swanton, Seanton. It looks like the same move. Come to think of it either one of them could put me in any move they wanted, even at the same time. That Chuck Palumbo isn't that bad either. Kind of quiet -"

"Anyway, get to your point." Lita said cutting Trish off. She was tired of her insipid chattering.

"Matt slept with Stacy. Isn't that wild? He gets all upset at you, and he's bumping uglies with Stacy Kiebler."

"Thanks for that little tidbit, Trish. But I don't care." Lita said boredly.

"Is that an engagement ring on your finger?" Trish said her eyes opening as wide as saucers.

Lita quickly put her hand in her pocket. She had forgotten to remove the ring. She didn't want anyone to know, yet. It was useless now. She silently cursed herself. She knew Trish was going to tell whoever would listen.

"No." Lita lied.

"Yes, it is!" Trish said grabbing Lita's hand. "I've seen a few engagment rings in my time, but who can think about marriage when I'm having so much fun?"

Lita tried to pull her hand back, but to no avail.

"Look at that rock. Girl, it looks like you hit the jackpot." Trish said fiddling with the ring on Lita's finger. "So, you're going to be Mrs. O'Haire."

"Trish can you tone it down. If I wanted everyone to know, I would announce it myself."

"With that rock, how can anyone not notice?"

By the end of the day everyone knew about the engagment ring. People were a lot less tense with her today. A couple of people had even asked to see it. She had gladly showed it to them knowing she couldn't hide the truth. She guessed the fact that Matt was sleeping with Stacy, and Torrie was caught kissing Tajiri had made them realize they couldn't stop the interpromotional mixing as Heyman put it. It was inevitable. Jeff actually congratulated her while they were alone. He said she deserved to be happy, and he knew his brother was making her anything but happy. They hugged and she found herself silently wishing she had fell for him instead of Matt, but then she would have never met Sean. So, maybe it was fate that made her and Matt come together.

Matt interrupted the bonding that was going on between Lita and Jeff. He stood in front of her scowling. He had heard. His nostrils flared as he took in deep breaths trying to calm himself. He looked at her finger where the ring was, then brought his eyes back to her face.

"So, you're marrying O'Haire?" He said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, I am." She said holding her head high.

"Not over my dead body."

"It's not fair to keep doing this to yourself."

"What's not fair is the emotional turmoil you have put me through." Matt yelled at her.

"What about the emotional turmoil you've put me through?" Lita asked sadly.

"Jesus, Matt. Why don't you get over it? You had her once, but you were too stupid to keep her." Jeff said coming to her defense.

"You've turned my brother on me, too?" Matt said with a note of irritation.

"Matt, I know a lot more than you think. I've come to realize that if I had been a better friend to Lita, I wouldn't have let you treat her like you did." Jeff shot back.

Matt opened his mouth to say something the closed it again and stormed out the room.

//Waiting, to justify my love
Praying, to justify...//

Matt didn't bring up the issue anymore. Lita stayed with Team Extreme. They paraded in front of the world like nothing was wrong, but backstage was a different issue. Matt became more reserved. He barely talked to Lita or Jeff. It was like he considered them the enemy. Anything they said to him was answered in short grunts. He continued to see Stacy. Stasiak didn't say much. He always gave Matt an evil look. What Lita didn't understand if he was continuing to see Stacy, why was he still so bitter at her? Slowly, Sean's and Lita's relationship came out to the public. It didn't change their view of her. She was still their 2xtreme sweetheart. They loved her no matter what. She was still fighting the good fight for the WWF.

The months gradually went by and the wedding date drew closer and closer. For once, there was a bit of harmony between the two federations. It was if the coming together of these two was going to make a difference. In fact, relations had greatly improved between the wrestlers. The McMahons were still at each other's throats, but it had never really been about the wrestlers in the first place. There had even been a few friendship budding out of all this. Rob Van Dam, Chris Jericho, Chavo Guerrero and Kurt Angle were spotted eating together and laughing like they were old friends. Torrie had found a place with Lita, Jackie, and Molly. Jeff and Sean were sometimes found helping each other with moves. Booker-T and The Rock still exchanged insults, but it was more relaxed. It had become like that for a lot of them.

The really could get along for the most part. There was still some rivalries. Albert and X-pac had a strong dislike for Justin Credible and Raven. Matt, Jeff, and Lita couldn't stand Lance, Hurricane Helms, and Ivory. It was going to be like that though. Everyone wasn't going to get along, but it helped that everyone was trying. Why hadn't they all tried in the beginning?

//I'm open to justify my love
Justify My Love...
I'm open...//

Now, it was their wedding day. Just as planned it was at the Virgin Islands. The sun was shining brightly not a cloud was in the sky. She couldn't have asked for a more beautiful day. They had invited people from both federations. Torrie, Jackie, and Molly were her brides. Each was wearing a two piece lilac dress. She was wearing a simple white dress that fell just below her knee. Instead of a traditional veil she wore a garland made of white flowers. She was carrying a bouquet of exotic flowers. Chuck was Sean's best man. He had also asked Jeff and Rob to be in the wedding.

"Here dear." Sean's mother said sniffing. "Let me put these pearls on you. I wore them in my wedding to Sean's father."

"Mrs. O'Haire -"

"That's mom to you, young lady. I'm so glad Sean met you. Do you know how long I have dreamed about this day? I couldn't ask for a better daughter in law." Sean's mother said hugging Lita.

Sean's mom hurried back to her seat. She and Mr. O'Haire were sitting with Lita's parents. Their parents got along really well. For once, Lita felt everything was perfect. The wedding was about to begin. Jackie walked out first with Rob, then Molly and Jeff, and after them Chuck and Torrie. Finally, Lita walked down the aisle. Everyone stood up. She could hear the oooh and the ahhh's. Her eyes were focused on one person though - Sean. He looked abolutely gorgeous in his black tux. He was smiling at her. She just wanted to hike up her skirt and run to him. She had to blink back her tears as she neared him. He held out his hand to take hers when she arrived at the alter. They exchanged their handwritten vows.

"What God has brought together, let no man pull assunder. You may kiss the bride." The preacher said crossing them.

The crowd started clapping as Sean and Lita kissed. Lita turned away from Sean to blow a kiss at her parents. Suddenly, a shot rang out in the air. Everyone screamed. Lita jumped back. Everything was deathly quiet as people stood back up. Where had the shot come from? Was anyone hurt?

"Look!" Someone yelled. "It's Matt Hardy."

Matt was standing beside a tree with a pistol smoking in his hand. Sean turned to Lita who had her hand over stomach.

"Lita are you okay?" He asked noticing the look of pain on her face.

"Sean?" She said moving her hands to reveal a red stain starting spread over her dress.

"Lita." Sean cried catching her as she fell back. "No, please don't die."

She had been shot. Matt shot her. He couldn't stand to see her happy, but he had failed. She was the happiest she had ever been. She started to remember all the times she had spent with Sean and smiled. She was Mrs. O'Haire. No matter how much Matt didn't want her to be. It was too late. She would be young and beautiful forever now. She would die with her last memories being her wedding day - the happiest day of her life.

"I love you, Sean. You have made me the happiest person in the world." She whispered smiling at him weakly. "Don't cry."

"I love you, too." The tears streamed from Sean's eyes. He kissed her as her eyes closed forever.

Matt tried to run as the men started chasing him, but was suprised when he turned around and was speared by Shawn Stasiak. Matt landed in the sand with a groan. The gun fell from Matt's Hand. Shawn picked it up and aimed it at Matt.

"Shawn, don't do it." Lance Storm called out.

"I guess I know how you feel Matt. To see someone you love with another person." Stasiak said viciously never lowering the gun. "It really tears you up inside. You go to sleep and you dream about it. Then when you wake up the reality of it numbs you inside."

"Please, don't kill me, Stasiak." Matt said crying.

A few people were trying to get close enough to Stasiak to get the gun away from him. Everyone else was crowded around Lita and Sean. Lita laid lifelessly in Sean's arms. Sean laid her on the ground and walked towards Stasiak and Matt with a determination in his eyes, Matt had killed the only woman he had ever really loved. How was he suppose to survive without Lita. She had meant everything to him. Without her life wasn't worth living.

"Shawn, put the gun down." Sean ordered walking up to him. He put his hand over the gun lowering it. "It's over."

"You don't understand."

"But I do." Sean said with pain filling his voice.

Stasiak let the gun go. Sean took the gun from him.

"Thank you, Sean. Thank you for not letting him kill me." Matt babbled.

"I wouldn't give him the pleasure besides you're already dead." Sean said.

Before anyone could react Sean aimed the gun at Matt and pulled the trigger. He let the gun slide from his hands as he walked back towards Lita. He kneeled beside her and cradled her listless body in his arms. He saw a single tear fall from her closed lids. He rocked her, and then let out a mournful scream.

//Murder, Murder, Murder//

-fin

additional author's notes: As I'm sure you know star crossed lovers is a term used to describe lovers who's love was doomed from beginning such as Romeo and Juliet. I also wanted to say sorry to Felicia. I tried to give it that happy ended you wanted. :( Lo siento (I'm Sorry), chica bonita. I promise to make it up to ya! Can you all believe I actually cried writing this. *sigh* Now, I'm asking myself why? I have a good mind to change it.