3Count's theme music played and Shane, Shannon and Evan walked down the ramp and into the ring. They were about to start singing their hit single "Can't Get You Outta My Heart" when Modesty appeared on the titantron.

"Hello Shane. I see you have protection. Are you scared of me? I hope not. I wouldn't hurt you, would I? It doesn't seem it. But things aren't always as they seem, are they Shane? It seemed like you would never hurt me. But you did. Twice. And I found out once and for all how mean and dirty and uncaring you really are Gregory Shane Helms. They say we all learn from our experiences. And I've learned plenty from this. Before I explain in detail I will tell you that I'm going to do something tonight. It's going to be pretty lame but I'll keep doing something every night and I'll only stop when I feel you've suffered enough." She said and the camera's clicked off of her.

Shane stood in the ring stunned. Evan walked next to him and put his hand on Shane's shoulder for support. Shannon walked over to the other side of Shane and stood there with his hands by his sides, unable to move.

"Are you going to wrestle?" Evan asked. Shane looked down at Evan then up the ramp then back at Evan.

"I don't know." He said lowly. WCW security came down along with Eric.

"Shane take as much time off as you want. We only want what's best for you." Eric said. Shane nodded and slowly walked up the ramp and to the back of the arena.

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"Is this in the script?" Paul asked and flipped through the script.

"No! It's not! What the hell is she doing?" Stephanie screamed. Modesty's message also played on WWF TV.

"Are you going to get her fired?"

"No. Yes. Maybe. I don't know! I'm freaking out!" Stephanie screamed and pulled her hair.

"It's ok baby." Paul said and kissed Stephanie's neck. They both looked up when they heard the door open and close.

"What the fuck are YOU doing here?" Stephanie asked.

"I, uh, I thought I had a match." Modesty said. Stephanie walked over to her and stood face to face with her.

"As far as I'm concerned you will have NO more matches here in the WWF."

"But, Stephanie! No! That's not right!"

"Don't play little miss innocent Modesty! If you were smart you wouldn't have played that damn THREAT on WWF TV! The WWF will NOT stand threatening people! Get out! Get out now!" Stephanie screamed showing her Irish temper. Modesty stood there, glaring at Stephanie.

"Ok Stephanie. Ok. I'll leave. Just remember now that I have a lot of free time on my hands I'm able to do a hell of a lot more then I ever thought I could." Modesty said and stormed out. Paul put his hand on Stephanie's shoulder.

"You did the right thing baby." He said.

"Then why does it feel so wrong?" She asked.

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Shane sighed and slid his card key in the hotel door. He was just spending the night and then going home to take a break from all this shit. He walked in the door and flung his bag on the bed. Shane turned and closed the door. He turned back around and hit the light switch, which didn't go on.

"God fucking damnit." He swore out loud.

"Never say the Lord's name in vain." He heard a woman say. He froze.

"What?" He asked.

"You sinned." The voice was getting closer. He didn't even need the lights to know who it was. He would know that voice any time anywhere. "Again." She finished her sentence and stood chest to chest with Shane.

"I, don't, uh, what do you want?" Shane stumbled for words. Modesty laughed and sat back down on the bed.

"What do I want? What does any person want?" She asked. Shane tried the light switch again. "Forget it Helms. They won't come on."

"I'm going to go down to the office and get you out of here."

"Who's stopping you?" She asked and lay back on his bed.

Shane stood there. She was right. Who WAS stopping him? No one was physically stopping him but Modesty was stopping him mentally. She had some kind of control over him. He just stood there staring at her like an idiot.

"Are you going?" She asked. Shane shook his head to get out of the trance.

"No. Just tell me what you want from me."

"Shane incase you didn't know I am not going to make this easy at all."

"I've figured that out. Please Modesty I know I did wrong! What more can I do?"

"It's sad when people mess up. Really." Modesty said lowly and looked out the window. "It's too bad things have to end so badly sometimes." Shane wasn't sure if she was talking to him or herself. "I love you."

"Are you talking to me?" Shane asked. Modesty looked at him then looked down at the floor.

Modesty walked over to Shane, grabbed both sides of his face and kissed him roughly, shoving her tongue into his mouth where it was welcomes warmly. Shane's hand went up the back of Modesty's shirt and his fingers ran along her skin. Their tongues intertwined inside his mouth and Shane's breathing increased the more they kissed. Modesty moaned slightly as Shane's hand moved along her back starting to massage her. Shane pulled his lips away from hers and she leaned her head back, allowing Shane to place kisses all over her neck. Shane placed small kisses on either side of her neck as she put her hands up Shane's shirt and massaged his stomach. Her hands moved up to his chest then she suddenly pushed him away. Hard. So hard he lost his balance and fell over.

"What the hell was that Modesty?" Shane yelled.

Modesty's eyes turned cold. Modesty and Shane used to always fight but they usually made up in a day or so but this time she looked really mad. She had never looked at Shane that way before. Shane couldn't tell if it was fear, confusion, or anger.

Or maybe even hatred.

Shane swallows hard. Modesty's looking at him like she doesn't know him. Or she doesn't want to know him.

"Modesty talk to me." Shane squeaks out.

"No." Modesty growls. "There's nothing left to talk about."

"What? What are you talking about? We were just kissing."

"That's it Shane! We were just making out like nothing happened! You ruined my life when we were younger by cheating on me so I leave you! Then I let you back in my life and you play with my emotions and make Damian leave me! No Shane! I won't live like that! I don't have to and I won't!"

"It won't all be bad." Shane says and gets up. He wanted Modesty to stop pacing. He hated it.

He got up and went to place his hand on her arm but before he could touch her she slapped his hand away.

"Don't touch me." She growled. "I'm serious."

"Modesty please talk to me! I love you! I really do."

"DON'T SAY THAT SHANE! You don't mean it anymore Shane. It's all bullshit."

"What?" Shane screamed and slammed his hands down to his sides. "How can you say that to? How can you tell me that?"

"Stop it. Just stop." Modesty said calmly and shut her eyes.

"No I won't stop! You can't keep running away Modesty! We have to talk things out."

"Shane stop it. Just stop it before I do something I don't want to."

"You already did! This is fucked up Modesty."

"You don't even know." Modesty said, unable to process her thoughts clearly.

Shane reached up and wiped his eyes. "I love you."

"Stop it. Seriously."

Before Shane has a chance to get another word out Modesty lunges at him, arms clutching his upper arm and knocking him down. She lands on top of him and Shane grunts as the back of his head hits the floor. He looks up at her dazed, not fully realizing what happened. Sadly Modesty mouths "I'm sorry" before punching Shane hard in the side of the jaw.

Shane's head snaps to the side and he tastes the taste of his own blood. Shane reached up to push her off but she held him down firmly and punched him on the other side of his mouth with her other hand. The only think Shane could do was think. Think that Modesty was going to kill him. She loosened her grip on his arms and Shane got ready for another punch.

Instead she clasps her hands tightly around his neck. Shane struggled to get her off. All he could do was struggle and stare wide-eyed at her. Modesty continued to choke him while crying and screaming over and over "I'm sorry Shane! I'm sorry! I love you! I don't want to hurt you! I love you! I'm sorry!"

Just as Shane starts to lose consciousness Modesty lets go of him. She gasps and slowly backs away, looking horrified.

Shane rolls on his side and starts to gasp for air, his mouth filling up with his own blood as he does so. Shane rolled on to his stomach and propped himself up as he began coughing, spitting up his blood as he did so.

Modesty wraps her arm around Shane's shoulder and drops down next to him.

"Shane! What the fuck happened to you?" She exclaims.