A/N: Well, I've finished this happy little fic. I feel all warm and good inside. The place that I'm mentioning is the Meadowlands (I will not refer to it as it's corporate name. This is a place of my childhood dreams and I'm not going to kill them by referring to it as the 'other name') 'One Last Breath' and 'Stand Here With Me' are Creed songs. Mark Tremonti = Guitar God. Please buy this cd... It's pretty good, even with the occasional egotistical ramblings... Speaking of that. Please don't sue me: Scott Stapp and the rest of his Creed-lings. Vince -the man who could own me, yet Ric Flair can beat- McMahon. I own none of these characters or songs. If I did (the character part) I would reek havoc, and have a helluva time doing it! I told Alicia (#2) that I would do this. I would like to thank Mr. Van Der Heys class for giving me the opportunity for me to write this... *glares* Happy!? Oh and the time we're talking about in the story is around 11-6-01 ... When Tracy and I went to the Smackdown... So don't be surprised to see me mention my happy little sign... A lot... LoL... That's it (finally) Peace and lollipops!

~ means thoughts.

And the French words are clearly translated for your enjoyment.






Raven stood up from where he was sitting alone in the back corner of the locker room and walked out. He looked around and opened a door that clearly stated 'Do Not Enter.' He smiled to himself and pushed the door open.

He slowly walked up the long and winding staircase, until he got to the top. He slowly opened the door and felt the cool air push against his face. He felt his hair get blown back by the cool autumn air. He walked out of the doorway and slowly maneuvered himself around the pipes that were coming out of the ground, until he was at the edge of the building. He hopped up and flopped himself down so that his feet were dangling over the edge.


~~Please come now I think I'm falling
I'm holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I found the road to nowhere
And I'm trying to escape
I yelled back when I heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain't so far down~~


He hummed along with the Creed CD blasting in his ears. He swung his feet back and forth as he was sitting on the edge looking down and pondering his existence.


~If I killed myself right now, who would care?~ he pondered to himself as he pushed the repeat button on his cd player so that the song would go on for an eternally, unlike his earthly body.

~No one would that's who!~ he felt tears start to fall silently out of his eyes. He lowered his head. That was an unbreakable habit he had since childhood, to hide his feelings. He was taught at a young age to never show emotion. He solemn mood suddenly turned to rage as he relived some of his childhood torments and his later strained relationships as an adult.

~Goddamned bastards! I hate them all, but its not really their fault. It's mine. Just like my father used to say. It's me. It's my fault. Me! Me!~ At the last angry 'Me!' he pushed all of his body up with his hands so that he was swaying in the wind. If he wanted too, he could just let go and fall and everything would be dark and quiet. Ever so quiet. No more pain.


Molly Holly had followed him. She didn't know why she did. ~Damnit! Why do I care so much about him anyway?! I had Spike and he loved me. And now I have Hurricane. Not as in have, as in 'boyfriend' have...but he's still there. Why? What is it that keep me coming back to him? To someone so different. So dangerous.~ Molly sighed as she opened the door to the roof.

~And who in their right mind would come up on top of a building on such a wind...~ She stopped in mid thought as she saw him looking like he was going to jump. And she instinctively ran up and grabbed him and pulled him back.



Raven was about to jump and fall and let the blinding light go out, when he felt himself be pulled back. He blinked and took the ear piece out of his ear and looked under him. He smiled warmly.

"Fancy meeting you here!" he attempted to stand up and realized that the love of his life, Molly Holly, had her arms wrapped around his stomach. He shrugged and laid back down on top of her. "If you're not too careful, I might get used to this..."

He heard her groan and then she let go. "Get off of me this instance!" She yelled. Except that Ravens back was covering her mouth, so it sounded like "Ummpf MMpf Now!" Raven jumped up and said,

"Anything for the lovely lady..." and he leaned down to pick her up off the ground. She looked at his hand for a couple of seconds before grabbing it and pulling herself up. She instinctively hugged him. Raven was a little startled, but didn't say anything and rather enjoyed the feel of her body against his. Then she let go and smacked him in the arm. Hard. "Don't you ever and I mean by golly, EVER! Scare me like that again! You almost gave me a heart attack! God!" Raven silently nodded and bit his lip. He pet her on the shoulder.

"Sorry." Molly's face got red as she got increasingly annoyed at him. "Sorry? Sorry!? That's all you have to say? You almost kill yourself and, in the process, almost kill me, and all you can say is sor--" She is cut off by Raven putting a hand to her mouth. She stops and tries to control her anger because she wants to hear what he's going to say.

"You are very cute when your pissed off..." She let out an exasperated sigh and threw her hands up in the air. Raven just grinned wider. She shot him a glare that said, in no uncertain terms, to 'shut the hell up.'


"Seriously, why Raven?" she asked, leading him by the hand to go sit on some concrete slabs. Far away from the edge of the building.

"I was thinking," he said, looking away from her. She held on to his fingers. "And what were you thinking about?" she asked, petting his hand. He sighed and then turned to look at Molly, with a hint of tears in his eyes,

"About life. About how if I ended mine, that no one would give two flying fucks about my death." Molly gasped.

"That's not true! Tazz would be heartbroken! Tommy Dreamer wouldn't have a wonderful friend anymore! And I...I...I... I wouldn't have you." Raven looked at her and asked, "So, Tazz's little heart would be broken, Tommy wouldn't have a drinking buddy anymore...and .... where does that leave you?"

Molly turns her head so she's not facing him anymore. "No, no, no. Look at me, my enchanting love. Tell me. And tell me truthfully. No more lies." Raven watch intently as her body heaved. "That would leave me...in shambles. The first man I ever *really* loved would be gone and I'd never have another chance of loving him again." She turned and looked at him and Raven lightly used his thumb to take her tears of her face. He then placed the fingers that have her tears on them to his lips and kiss them. "Thank you. That means a lot..." She smiled and he positioned himself so that his head was leaning on her shoulder. They sat like that for a while looking up at the moon and stars.


Raven was the first to break the silence. "What are *you* thinking about? We've already dwelled into the deep despair of my mind... What about you?" She smiled and took his hand.

"Just the first time I remember seeing you. I had to go the supermarket for something and there you were. Dressed all in black. Wet hair covering your face. And you were staring at the lobster tank. When I walked by, you turned around and I guess you had know me from some of my matches or something. And you went into this big tirade about lobsters. Ummm, I think it went something like, 'Ya know," Molly tries to mimic Ravens New Jersey accent.

"Lobsters are really smarter then people give them credit for. Not only are they extremely smart, they also have great survival skills. Even though these crustaceans here in the tank we not so lucky...they're ancestors have been around since the dinosaurs. They've survived people, wars, motorboats, everything. And even now, these lobsters are trying to fight for their lives.

You can see a lot of human qualities in something so small and trivial as a lobster. Look, see. Some have given up and are on the bottom of the tank, lifeless. And then there is the others who are fighting and moving and trying to escape by any means necessary. They are stepping on others to get out of the tank. They may think that they are smart, these fighting lobsters, these 'alive' lobsters. But really, the lively fighting ones are the ones that people pick out first to eat. And the other 'dead' ones would be picked last... So they would have a longer time to be alive. Those are the truly smart ones. They lie in wait. They think ahead. You can find many parallels between lobsters and human existence. I think I'm more like the so-called dead lobster. Lying in wait. Not drawing attention to myself. Silently waiting." Molly stops and then smiles.

"And you still don't make anymore sense 6 or 7 years later!"

Raven looks at her and smiles "And that's why you love me! But, I really remember this little trip to the supermarket. I remember I had heard you and someone talking about how you needed more milk...so I took a chance and went to that store. Hoping that you would be there. And I was correct. Interesting that is one of your earliest memories of me. Oh, and I also went to that store because the girl behind the counter was hot."

Molly playfully smacked him. "Golly. That sure is nice to be telling your girlfriend!" Raven was about to comment on that last part when Hurricane Helms burst onto the roof.

"There you two are! Geez! Com'on our part is almost on! Vince'll kill us if we're not there!" Raven sighed and made a mental note to ask Molly about the whole 'girlfriend' comment later. He reached down and gave a hand to Molly and helped her up. Molly hugged him one more time and whispered into his ear "If you ever try to that again... I will kill you myself... You won't have to worry about suicide..." And then she went off with Hurricane down the stairs.



Raven stayed on the roof for a couple more minutes. He found his cd player in his pocket and put the earplugs to his ears.


~All those memories we share
I will cherish every one of them
The truth of it is there's a right way to live
And you showed me
So now you live on in the words of a song
You're a melody

You stand here with me now~


He smiled to himself and took the headphones off. He threw the cd player over the ledge of the building and he walked to the door. He looked once more at the edge forlornly and then the mental image of Molly hit him, and he opened the door and went down the stairs to get ready.


The Dudley's beat the APA to keep their WCW gold and Raven was ready. He came out with the rest of the Alliance and stood so that he was near the Hurricane and Molly. ~Excuse me... 'Mighty' Molly~

Austin was doing his usual 'Hey-I'm-One-Crazy-Mother-Fucker' which annoyed Raven to no end. And the fact that Raven still hadn't forgiven Austin for hurting his ankle further after Kurt the Olympic Crybaby had. Raven still hadn't forgotten that. He was trying to nap while standing up as Austin went on and on... He leaned back and looked around the arena and started to read the fan signs as Austin started messing with little Chavo. ~OoO! A sparkly 'What' sign.That's pretty cool. What the hell?~ He squinted a little as he read ~Raven: Terri's not KOSHER I am! .... Woah... Obsess much? Not like I'm any better...~ he said as he looked over at Molly,

~And she's finally mine!~


At this point in time, Stone Cold had put his annoying and superficial question to Hurricane Helms. This involved the raving lunatic to get increasingly close to the Hurricane and Mighty Molly. Raven protectively stood closer to Molly.

"What? What! I said What! Look at my watch Hurricane! Do you trust me?!" Hurricane nodded. Raven gave the guy credit where credit was due...if that was him up there he'd be sweating bullets and not moving. Lying in wait like the lobsters. "What! I said What! Then do you trust me? Do you trust Stone Cold Steve Austin, What!" Hurricane nodded again. "Well, then What does my watch say!" Hurricane moved closer to look at the watch and Austin moved it quickly back. They glared for a while and then Austin moved along to pick on someone else. Molly leaned over to whisper a thanks to Raven and Shane nodded. Raven just shrugged and muttered "T'was nothing."


While all this was going on, Tazz had gotten into the ring and the New Jersey audience was firmly behind him. Austin snapped and started kicking andn beating Tazz. No one in the Alliance moved. Raven was the first to get so disgusted that he had to leave the ring. Soon, the rest of the Alliance followed him and walked out of the ring. Raven was so annoyed that he didn't even look back at the poor fan with the Kosher sign.


When they got to the back Raven swooped Molly up into his arms. 'So ... this whole girlfriend thing?" He looked at her resting in his arms and she gazed up at him. "You're not going to take that back, right?"

"Never! I might have made some mistakes in the past, but I swear to you, I will never do that again. It took me many years, but I've finally realized where I belong. And that's with you."

Raven looked at her and said, "Mon amour. Ma vie. La raison même pour que je vive. Je volonté vous ai aimé hier. Je vous aime aujourd'hui. Et je vous aimerai pour toujours, plus alors vous pourrais jamais réaliser! // My love. My life. The very reason for me to live. I will loved you yesterday. I love you today. And I will love you forever, more then you could ever realize!"

And with that being said, they walked together like that, with Molly being carried by Raven, into the back.



Hurricane and Jeff Hardy were watching from the sidelines.

"You know, Jeffie...." The Hurricane drawled to his friend. Jeff looked up from where he was watching his new friend and Molly. "This whole 'being a good person' thing. Works. Maybe you and Matt should see if you two can get back together..."

And for the first time in many weeks, Jeff did not tear up at the mention of his older brother. He just nodded and he and Shane left to go find Matt's dressing room.