A/N: Wow.....I see some of you weren't toooooo happy about Case and Shane getting back together after their two week split. I'm just not ready to split them up for good, if I even do. Sorry to those of you who were really looking for Jeff and Case to get together. Hope ya'll enjoy this chapter!



I began throwing all my short and tight tops in a box I got from the local U-Hal store. Shane was the bathroom of the hotel room thinking that I was just gonna send some of my clothes home to make room for new ones. I on the other hand had other plans for them.

"Whoa, are we like having a yard sale?" Amy asked as she walked into the room. I continued to throw my clothes in the box as she dug through it.

"Not that I'm aware of. I'm just gettin rid of some of these clothes," I answered not once looking at her.

"Oh my God! I love this top. So do you, why are you getting rid of it? Where are they all going?" she asked curiously taking out my tight black slit top with gems along the slit.

"Take it." That's all I said. I started to throw in jeans when Shane came out of the bathroom.

"Case, what's goin on? You love these clothes! You're like getting rid of the clothes you wear most," Shane said as he started removing all my favorites from the box.

"I'm going for a new look. Those are out of style now. I'm into a new one," I replied.

"And what's that? You live in Adam's sweatshirt and black cargos," Amy said.

"Ames, can I have a minute with her? Alone?" Shane asked. Amy nodded and left us to be alone. "Case, what's really goin on?"

"Nothing, I told you, I wanna go for a new look," I said as I turned around to face him. My hair was in my face, hiding the wounds I received three days ago. I never wore my hair any other way but down and in my face. Shane walked towards me and pushed my hair behind my ears, but I pushed his hand away and pulled my hair forward again.

"No, this is wrong. Case, he damaged you." He put his hands on my arms gently and tried to look through my hair into my eyes. "It's gotten so bad that you even asked Vince for some time off. You would never do that. You love your job too much. What's it gonna take for you to realize that this wasn't your fault? You looked beautiful that nite. You didn't look like some quarter whore. Baby, listen to me, you can't let him run your life like this. Wear your clothes proudly. You deserve to be able to wear them and not feel as if you should have guys' hands all over your body."

"Shane, I can't. I'm giving my clothes away and that's all there is to it," I sobbed.

"Baby, please don't cry anymore," Shane said with a look of sadness in his eyes. He put his hands on either side of my face gently.

"I'm not," I choked out.

"I know what you do late at nite. I know that you slip into the bathroom and cry. I can hear you. I know you don't think I can, but the truth is, I do. So many times I've wanted to go in there and hold you, but I knew you'd hide your emotions from me, so I figured it better that you let it all out then."

He was right. I did go in there late at nite to cry, but I wasn't by myself. Not once had I been by myself. I always called Jeff from inside the bathroom and he would come and comfort me. There was just something about having Shane be my shoulder to cry on. It just wasn't the same as Jeff's. Jeff always tried to talk me into waking Shane up instead, but I just couldn't do it. Once again I pushed my tears back while he stood in front of me. He let out an exasperated sigh and placed a kiss on the top of my head.

"Please don't get rid of your clothes. Please," Shane pleaded. I shook my head at him and looked at the floor. "I love you baby. I love you so much. I'm so glad my Angel came back to me."

"I love you too," I said softly as he walked away. I grabbed the room key and my cell phone and walked out of the room towards Jeff's room. I knocked on the door lightly and he quickly answered it.

"Case, you gotta stop doin this," Jeff said as I broke down into tears on his shoulder. He pulled me into his room and set us both down on the bed.

"I know, I'm trying to so hard! But I just can't," I cried.

"Babes, none of this was your fault. You gotta stop blaming yourself," Jeff soothed.

"Why is this so hard for me?" I cried.

"I don't know. Is there something you're not telling me? He didn't.......he didn't rape you did he? And you have to be completely honest with me," Jeff said. I looked into his concerned green eyes and shook my head.

"No, he didn't rape me. He tried, but I wouldn't let him," I said softly.

"Okay, just makin sure. Honey, you gotta get better for me, for Amy and Matt's wedding, for Shane, and most importantly for you!" Jeff said.

"I know, and I wanna get better. I miss the ring. I miss of all ya'll, but I can't. I just don't know what to do. The worst part is that I can't even talk to my boyfriend about this shit," I said.

"Why is that? Why are you coming to me instead of talking to him?" Jeff asked as he put his hand on my knee and gave it a gentle squeeze. I let out a sigh and looked at him.

"I.....I did something in Bangor," I said softly.

"What? When?! We were like attached to each other the whole time," Jeff laughed.

"While you, ummmm.....I......nothing. I didn't do anything," I said.

"Is there something you're keeping from me?" Jeff asked.

"No. Nothing at all." I stood up from the bed, kissed his cheek, and walked back to mine and Shane's room.

"Hey, where'd you disappear to?" Shane asked as he stood up from the bed and walked towards me.

"No place important. Can you just....hold me?" I asked as if I was embarrassed.

"Come here," Shane said as he walked me to the bed. We laid down facing each other as he wrapped his arms around me tightly.



"Hey, where's your girlfriend?" Chris asked Shane as they walked into the locker room together.

"She's still hidin out," Shane answered.

"She's still not over this whole thing?" he asked.

"Nope, and I seriously don't know what to do about it," Shane replied throwing his bags on the bench.

"I wish I could help man. I really do," Chris said putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Case, are you ever gonna come out of hiding?" Trish asked sitting next to my balled up body on the bench.

"Eventually, I hope," I answered.

"Girl, you gotta get out of this. You've got a month before you're Amy's maid of honor. And you've got the big title match against Steve for the heavy weight title," Trish said.

"I know Trish!" I snapped.

"Sorry, just tryin to help," she said walking away.

"I'm gonna go walk around a bit," I said as I got up off the bench. I stuck my hands in the front pouch of the sweatshirt and walked down the hall slowly.

"CASE!!" There was a yell behind me and arms wrapped instantly around my waist. I shuddered and tried to pull away, but they moved with me. "What's the matter kiddo?"

"Adam?" I asked not wanting to look at the person. They stopped me in the middle of the hall and turned me so I faced them.

"Yeah, it's me. Aren't you happy to see me?" he asked in a hurtful tone. I looked up at him, my eyes red and with bags under them.

"Hi," I said as I shook slightly in fear.

"Whoa, what's the matter?" he asked curiously pulling me into his body tightly. I pushed him and he looked at me worriedly. "Casey, what's the matter?"

"Nothing," I said softly.

"What's goin on? This isn't like you," he said.

"I said nothing!" I exclaimed firmly.

"Don't get mad at me for bein worried about you," Adam said angrily.

"Ummm.....Adam, can I speak with you?" Jay asked as he passed us quickly. Adam ran after him as I turned to go in the other direction.

"Hey, what's up?" Adam asked as he caught up to Jay.

"Hey, it's great to see you man. Ummm, there's somethings that happened to Case that you should know about," Jay said.

"What's wrong with her?" Adam asked.

"She went to a club and left with some dude. They were gonna go to a diner for some food, but he like attacked her and tried to rape her," Jay explained. "She has a bruised cheek and a black eye from it still. It's been like 4 days since this all happened and they're still clear as day. She's not doin to well with a lot of things. She asked Vince for a week or so off."

"My God! Does Mark know?" Adam asked.

"No, he doesn't. I don't even think Gil knows. She hasn't told anyone. Shane, Trish, Matt, Jeff, and Amy were telling us all so we could watch out for her a little. Vince wouldn't know if it wasn't for Stephanie. She just can't get over it. I guess she's blaming herself for it," Jay said.

"Poor kid. No wonder she acted the way she did. She's kinda sketchy with men, huh?" Adam asked.

"It seems that way. She's attached to Jeff and Shane right now. They're the only ones that I ever see that are allowed to touch her," Jay answered.

"Well, Mark should be here soon. He said he was gonna visit her today," Adam said.

"I think that'll be good for her. How's he doin?" Jay asked.

"He's alright. He misses her to death though," Adam responded.

"Yeah, I can imagine. They were really close," Jay said as they walked into the locker room together.

"Amy, have you seen Casey?" Mark asked as he walked down towards her.

"Oh, hey Mark! Umm, she maybe in the Diva's locker room. I'm not positive though," she answered.

"Thanks, if you see her tell her I'm around," Mark smiled. Amy nodded and he walked off towards the locker room. He knocked on the door and when he heard no answer he took it upon himself to just walk in. He looked around the room and went to walk out when he didn't see anyone, but then noticed a pile of person curled up on the floor watching the monitor. "Darlin?"

I looked up at him and a huge smile grew on my face. I jumped up and ran at him full speed. He caught me and lifted me into his large arms. "Daddy!" I exclaimed happily.

"How are ya doin?" he asked after kissing my cheek softly.

I cleared my throat and looked at him with my head down. "Alright," I answered as I dropped to my feet.

"You don't sound it. And why aren't you looking at me?" he asked raising my head with his hand. "What the hell happened to you?! I never saw you get hurt. Did this happen at a house show?"

"No," I answered.

"Oh, your mom didn't do this did she?!" Mark asked getting enraged.

"No, she didn't. That's done and over with. She didn't hurt me at all from that," I answered.

"Then what happened," he demanded as he sat on the bench. He pulled me towards him and placed me on his knee as if I were 6 years old with little pigtails and overalls or something.

"We all went to a club one nite. And of course you heard that Shane and I had broken up, right?" I asked.

"No, I hadn't heard that. Did he hurt you?!" he asked.

"No......it was kinda mutual," I answered.

"Alright then. Continue with your story."

"Okay, well, we went to the club and I was dancing with this one guy. He asked me if I wanted to go to a diner with him and I said yeah sure. So, we start for the diner and......" I couldn't finish. I just broke down into tears. He wrapped his arms around me tightly as I put my head on his chest.

"He raped you didn't he?" he asked.

"No......he tried, but I fought. So he punched and slapped me," I cried.

"Oh Darlin. It's okay. Just let it all out," he soothed as he rubbed my head and back gently. I don't know how long we stayed like that, but it was a long time. I eventually ran out of tears and looked up at him.

"Why weren't you there?" I whispered.

"What?" he asked.

"You're my Dad. You should have been there," I said angrily.

"I'm sorry Case. You know that I would have killed him if I was there."

"You weren't there when I needed you," I said.

"I wish I could have been there. I really do. You know that I would have done anything to protect you."

"But you couldn't cause you weren't there!" I yelled angrily.

"Don't raise your voice at me!" Mark yelled. I jumped off his knee in fright and backed into the wall. "Oh, I'm sorry darlin. I really am."

"I'm sorry. I know it wasn't your fault. I don't even know why I'm yelling at you about it. I guess I'm tryin to take the blame off me and put it on someone else," I apologized.

"Why are you blaming yourself?"

"Cause if I hadn't been wearin what I was wearin, it wouldn't have happened."

"Now you listen to me! It is in now way your fault! And I will not tolerate you doing that to yourself! Get that out of your head right now! It's his doing and not yours!" he yelled. "Do you understand me?!"

"Yes, I understand."

"Now, why are you wearin that big baggy sweatshirt instead of this nice tank top that I got for you?" he asked as he pulled out a dark blue sparkly muscle tee.

"I can't wear something like that," I replied softly.

"Yes you can!! Now go put it on so you can walk out there with your stable!" he ordered with a smile. I laughed at him and took it out of his hands. I walked into the back and sighed deeply as I pulled it on. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled.

"It wasn't my fault. And I look hella good!" I laughed at myself as I walked out.

"Now that's more like it," he said as he pulled me into a hug. "Go on and get out there!"

I ran out of the room and down the hall. I ran past Paul's locker room and stopped short. I walked backwards and stood in front of it for a little while. "Hmmmm......well, I am back to my old self again," I said devilishly. I opened the door and heard the shower running. I quickly grabbed his bag as he walked out of the shower with his towel wrapped around his waist.

"Case?!" he exclaimed as I looked back at him with a smile. I ran down the hall with him right on my heels. "CASEY!!! GIVE ME BACK MY STUFF!"

"Hey guys!" I yelled as I ran by Amy, Matt, Jeff, Shane, Trish, and Adam.

"Did Case just run by here in a tank top?" Matt asked.

"With Paul's stuff?" Amy asked.

"Was she smiling?!" Jeff exclaimed.

"SHE'S BACK!!!!" they all exclaimed happily as they ran after us.

"I'm gonna get you back Case!!!" Paul yelled.

"Maybe, but seeing you run down this hall in a towel sure as hell makes my day!" I yelled back. I hit a dead end and backed into the wall, laughing, as Paul stopped in front of me trying his hardest to hold on to the white fuzzy towel.

"I'm gonna get you back!" Paul said as he ripped his bag out of my hands. He walked away shaking his head as the others ran up to me.

"Are you back?" Trish asked.

"I sure as hell am! Thanks to Dad!" I laughed happily.

"It's great to see you smile again kiddo," Matt smiled.

"It's great TO smile again!" I said.

"I love you," Shane said kissing me deeply.

"AWWWWWE!!" everyone else said.

"Shut up!" Shane and I laughed.

"I like that shirt Case. Can I have that one too?" Amy asked.

"No, and whatever else you may have taken from me, I want back please," I smiled.

"Yeah, you're back!" Amy said putting her arm around my shoulders as she led me down the hall.