WARNING: Ahead is a scene of sexual intercourse. Its not NC-17 but it's a STRONG R. and Language!

Stephanie sat silently on the couch listening to her headphones. Silence was deadly and too much noise was panicking. She had been home for about five days. She wasn't needed for SmackDown that Thursday, so she had time to be by herself. She missed Brock. Hunter was around a lot, but he just made her nervous. She didn't trust anyone. She loved Hunter with all of her life, but he was no where to be found when she needed help. Just as her train of thought continued, large hands wrapped around her shoulders.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Stephanie what's wrong?"

"You scared the hell out of me. Don't do that again."

"Sorry. Why are you so jumpy lately?"

"I was—nothing. I am going for a drive okay."

"Fine, need me to come?"

"No thanks I'll be fine."

His touch made her feel so dirty. She couldn't sleep in the same room as him. The first excuses worked, but she was running out of them. His kiss felt intrusive. His hugs felt suffocating. She was so tired of being afraid. The only person she knew could help was Brock. He was in Maine. That's where she was going. She had maintained a gym bag in her trunk just in case she needed to get away. She started the car. This would be a long ride.

***A few hours later…***

She arrived at his house. She desperately hoped that he would be there, alone. She knocked on the door and waited. He opened it and smiled at her.

"Hey Stephanie, everything going okay?"

"No. Can I come in?"

"Sure, sure."

Brock led her to the living room and waited for her to speak. The only thing that came was her tears. Between sobs, she began speaking.

"I've…been… having…nightmares."

"Calm down okay. Now talk."

"Hunter scares me, I can't even kiss him without wanting to throw up."

"You still haven't told him?"

"No. I know deep down he would never hurt me, but if I tell him he will just leave me."

"Maybe not. How about I call him and you can tell him everything. If he decides to leave, I'll be right here okay."

"Okay."

They sat patiently on the couch as the phone rung. Finally, someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Um…who is this?"

"I'm Kathy, who's this?"

"Are you the made? Where's Hunter tell him its Stephanie."

"I am not a made! Who the hell do you think you are!"

"Let me speak to my boyfriend!"

"Your boyfriend is currently asleep on MY lap. You must be the little bitch he complains about. You damn well know you aren't a virgin! Well Hunter found someone else to satisfy him."

In the background you heard "Honey who is that?" from Hunter just before Kathy hung up.

Stephanie sat there in sock looking at the speakerphone. Her world had finally crashed. Hunter was cheating all along. She covered her eyes and started to cry. She metally chastised herself for being weak in front of Brock, but she was too poignant to care.

"That bastard! How could he? I need to take the pain away, the feeling of being dirty, Brock can you take that away?"

"What? Stephanie I can't take that feeling away."

"Make love to me, Brock, make me clean again. Please?"

"I…I don't think that's a good idea."

"Please?"

She moved towards his lips, her heart was racing and it threatened to beat through her chest. As their lips met, it was a slow tentative kiss. Stephanie was glad that Brock wasn't stopping her. She needed this; she needed this badly. Their once slow kiss became passionate and soon, Stephanie's back lie against the soft gray-blue of his giant couch. His hands touched in places that only Hunter had touched. His large hips lay motionless between her thighs. He would be her first; he would wipe away the past, the uncleanness. He would wipe away the green-eyed man that had taken two of the most important things from her. His huge hands searched under her shirt, and hesitantly cupped one of her breasts. He then resumed kissing her, and things started heating up. Brock lifted off a confused Stephanie and proceeded to the bathroom. He returned with protection and without a shirt. He once again lie in between her legs pulling down his jeans and underwear in the process. He protected himself and went to undress Stephanie. After her shirt was off he asked, "Are you sure?" Shaking her head 'yes' Brock looked into her light sapphire eyes. The emotions that he saw there made his head spin. It was trust. Of all the people, she trusted him. He proceeded to unbutton her jeans. She was left in her underwear. She looked shy.

"Don't laugh, Brock, but do I look okay?"

"No one has ever seen you naked?"

"No, not in this way."

"Your beautiful."

He unsnapped her bra and admired her beautiful bust line. He slowly removed her white cotton underwear, how fitting, and finally looked at her face.

"Your beautiful."

He slowly entered her. With every inch, her walls engulfed him. She was so tight, so wet. He looked at her as he filled her. Her eyes were closed and a grimace graced her face.

"Are you okay, we can stop."

"I'm fine, it just – it still hurts a little."

He waited a while before he began to stroke. Their motions continued until they lay together on the big blue couch. Stephanie was dozing off.

"Stephanie, is this the only time that we can … you know?"

"I don't want it to be. I thought you were just doing this for me."

"At first, yes I was, I am a man you know. But now, I don't want this to end. I also don't want us to begin because of HHH."

"You are the only one I can trust. I can't go back to Hunter. I want to be with you."

"Are we committed?"

"Yes, I am if you are, Brock."

"Good. Good night sweetheart."

"Good night pumpkin-head."

"Very funny Stephanie, very funny."

******The Next Day******

Smells filled the air of Brock's living room. The smells came from the kitchen. Stephanie stood making breakfast in only his large tee shirt, 'Where did she get that from?' Brock coughed loudly to make sure Stephanie heard him and approached her from behind grabbing her into a reverse bear hug.

"Hey sweetheart, what'ch makin'"

"Food. Just kidding, eggs and bacon. Want some?"

"Sure."

"Brock, we have to talk."

"Um… okay. What about?"

"When we are on t.v., we can't be together. I want our business to stay our business."

"That's fine. I want the same thing. Do we tell our friends?"

"Yeah, if they can keep it secret."

"That's settled then."

They ate in silence. The day continued until it was time for Stephanie to drive home to get her things. The long drive went along in silence. The reached the old brownstone and Stephanie unlocked her door. Hunter sat there watching television. Brock stood in the doorframe trying to go unnoticed.

"Hey Steph, its about time you came home. I was worried."

"Who is Kathy?"

"Kathy? Oh. I have some explaining to do. She was my ex. She came here last night thinking we could get back together."

"Bull. I'm leaving Hunter. We are through."

Stephanie jogged up the stairs and Hunter stood there dumbfounded. He noticed Brock standing in the doorway.

"This is all your fault. You brainwashed her. You slept with her didn't you. How do you know about Kathy Brock? You're just trying to get in her pants. You know what, I don't care. I slept with Kathy, so what. I'm a man, I have needs. I'm better off without her."

Brock stood there as Hunter babbled on about how he didn't care. Hunter grabbed his keys and left. After about an hour, Stephanie called Brock up stairs. She had packed up about everything she had. Eight gym bags, two suitcases, and one box crowded the master bedroom. After they loaded Brock's truck, they drove off.

"So Brock, can I stay at your place for a few days?"

"I'll have to think about it."

Slapping Brock playfully on the arm, "Your hilarious."

"Are you okay Steph?"

"Yeah. I kind of knew all along. I was just so 'in love' that I didn't say anything. I didn't know her name though."

"When are you coming to work?"

"Next Thursday."

"Cool."

****From the car behind them****

"She is cheating on me. I gave her myself and she cheats on me. That bitch!" Gavin had been following Stephanie for the last five days. He had been enraged. Soon, she would be in his arms again. Very soon.

End of Chapter 4

A/N: Sorry about the delay. I also apologize on the cheesy love scene earlier. I am going to make this story about 10 to 15 chapters (hopefully). I need feedback! Thanx to Xtreme-Jewell and Shellie for their great comments.

Jessikah