Summary: When Amy Dumas' husband dies in an accident, she gets a second chance at a first love.

Rating: PG-13 (adult situations)

Disclaimer: I own no one... except for Evonne.



Chapter One

"I'm sorry for your lost Amy," Ivory said as she walked by.

Amy held a sleeping Evonne on hip and shifted her to one side as she nodded a 'thanks' to her. She made her way to the locker room she shared with her best friends in the arena that was home for an evening.

It's been a month since the lost of the love of her life. And wrestling's was their life... they lived, breathe, and thought about it, just about everyday. What better way to feel closer to him by being around the people that she thought of as friends and family. That's why Amy was back on the road with Evonne.

She came to the locker room that had her name, along with her the people that she thought of as her family, and hesitantly opened the door. The room was assigned to four people, but had six in there. All conversation stopped as she walked in with Evonne. She looked at them knowing they were dying to ask questions about her health and feelings on the death of her husband.

Evonne stirred in her sleep. "Mommy?"

"Shh, baby, I'm going to let you sleep on the couch for a while, okay?" Amy said as she walked to the back of the locker room. Evonne nodded her agreement and Amy set her on a couch and covered her with a blanket. She kissed her forehead and lightly smoothed her brown curls back behind her ears.

Amy walked back to the front of the locker room and faintly smiled at the six people, her family. "Hi, guys." Tears trickled down her face slowly.

"Oh, Amy," Jeff said as he hugged her. "I missed you." He looked at Christian worriedly, because of Amy appearance.

She was pale and looked as if she hadn't eaten in a while. Her red hair was lighter than usual. "I missed you too Jeff," she said as she hugged him back.

Christian pulled Jeff and Amy apart and pulled her in for another hug himself. He withdrew from her and wiped her tears away. "He was a great man."

She looked at Jeff and Christian and nodded with what he had said. "Yes, he was."

She spotted the three women that she thought of as sisters behind them. Despite the fact that she saw them over two week ago at her husband's funeral and spoke to them two nights ago on the phone, it was felt as if it has been years to her.

Jackie, Molly, Stephanie all approached and gathered her in a group hug. All were comforting her as best as they could.

Amy loved them, but only one people could make her feel better; at least good for the time being.

"Hey Ames," he said as he walked to her. He opened his arms to her.

"Matt, I missed you so much," she whispered as she went to him, they held each other tightly.

He picked her and cradled her in his arms as she started to cry harder than before. "Shh, it's okay Amy. I'm here for you." He took her to the back of the locker room and set her on a couch that was adjacent to the one Evonne slept on. Matt started to move away.

"Don't leave me Matt. Please don't leave me, I need you here," Amy sobbed.

Matt sat on the couch next to Amy. "I'll stay." She curled against him and he stroked her back softly. "I'll stay with you forever."

She looked up at him, her eyes red from crying and whispered, "Thank you."

He kissed her forehead as she cried herself to sleep.