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 Three
"Hello, Amy," Vince said as he held Evonne, "Are you okay?"
She nodded silently. It was hard to talk to Vince sometimes, because he reminded her of Shane so much. Amy missed Shane terribly; he was her husband and friend. Now that was gone and only one she had, truly had, was Matt.
"Guess what grandpa!" Evonne shouted. She jumped out of Vince's arms and stood in front of Matt. Grabbing his hand, she shouted, "I get to spend the weekend with Uncle Matt!" She jumped up and down happily.
"You do?" Vince asked as he laughed at Evonne's joyful state. "Well, have fun!" Looking next to Matt and Evonne he focused on Amy. She looked tired and worn down from everything that has happened recently. He looked at Amy's solemn state. "Amy, can I speak to you... outside?" he asked pointed to the door.
Amy nodded and followed Vince outside of the locker room. "I'm doing okay," she said before he would ask her the question again. Vince stood in front of her as she leaned against the door of the locker room.
"I don't doubt that you are," he said as his hands went to his hips. It was something he did when he didn't believe what people were telling him. "Linda and Stephanie said that you are moving... leaving Connecticut?"
"Yes, I'm going to stay with my mom in Florida, even though I don't want too," she said. She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what to do... I can barely function sometimes and I need help with Evonne."
Grabbing Amy and pulling her into a hug; Vince patted her back in a soothing manner. "You know you are welcomed to stay with me and Linda. Evonne is my granddaughter; I would love to have her around."
'Granddaughter?' she thought to herself, this has gone on for to long. She was tired of lying to everyone and now that Shane is gone, she was even more exhausted of it. She hated not being able to tell anyone about Matt being Evonne's father. Amy chuckled nervously and pulled away. "I don't want to bother you guys. Plus being around you guys too much... would just give me memories of Shane."
"I understand. Shane was a wonderful man and loved you and Evonne very much. He would want for you to be happy," Vince said. He gave Amy a little kiss on her forehead. "Do you need any help packing?"
She smiled. "No, Stephanie said she would help me. And with Evonne spending the weekend with Matt, I can actually get something done."
Vince chuckled. "She can be a handful sometimes. Poor Matt..."
Amy laughed her first genuine laugh since Shane's death. "That is true; she's just like her mother."
*******
"Uncle Matt?" Evonne asked. She was settled on the couch with Matt next to her.
He wrapped her up in his arms. She cuddled in his lap. "Yes?"
Evonne sighed deeply, "Are you sure you want me to stay the weekend with you?"
Matt looked at Evonne with astonishment in his eyes. "Of course I do Evonne. Why do you ask that?" He set her on his lap to look her in his eyes.
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. The day Daddy left, him and Mommy were fighting about you and work."
Me? Matt thought to himself, why would they fight about me?
"And I didn't know," Evonne continued, "if you wanted me to be with you." She wrapped her arms around Matt's neck and burrowed her head in his neck.
He kissed her forehead lightly. "Peanut, I love having you around. You always seem to brighten my day."
"Mine too. You know what I wish sometimes?" Evonne said. She moved her head from Matt's neck and put her chubby hands on his cheeks as she looked at him.
"What?" he whispered with a smile.
She grinned. "That you were my daddy sometimes..." Evonne leaned and kissed Matt on his cheek, then settled back into his arms.
As she did that, tears started to come down Matt's face. "I wish that too."
Amy, who had walked back into the locker room earlier without Vince, looked at the two. She had heard Evonne's wish and Matt's response. "What have I done?" she asked herself quietly. At that moment, Amy vowed to herself that she was going to fix it... and soon.
Rating: PG-13 (adult situations)
Disclaimer: I own no one... except for Evonne.
Chapter Three
"Hello, Amy," Vince said as he held Evonne, "Are you okay?"
She nodded silently. It was hard to talk to Vince sometimes, because he reminded her of Shane so much. Amy missed Shane terribly; he was her husband and friend. Now that was gone and only one she had, truly had, was Matt.
"Guess what grandpa!" Evonne shouted. She jumped out of Vince's arms and stood in front of Matt. Grabbing his hand, she shouted, "I get to spend the weekend with Uncle Matt!" She jumped up and down happily.
"You do?" Vince asked as he laughed at Evonne's joyful state. "Well, have fun!" Looking next to Matt and Evonne he focused on Amy. She looked tired and worn down from everything that has happened recently. He looked at Amy's solemn state. "Amy, can I speak to you... outside?" he asked pointed to the door.
Amy nodded and followed Vince outside of the locker room. "I'm doing okay," she said before he would ask her the question again. Vince stood in front of her as she leaned against the door of the locker room.
"I don't doubt that you are," he said as his hands went to his hips. It was something he did when he didn't believe what people were telling him. "Linda and Stephanie said that you are moving... leaving Connecticut?"
"Yes, I'm going to stay with my mom in Florida, even though I don't want too," she said. She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know what to do... I can barely function sometimes and I need help with Evonne."
Grabbing Amy and pulling her into a hug; Vince patted her back in a soothing manner. "You know you are welcomed to stay with me and Linda. Evonne is my granddaughter; I would love to have her around."
'Granddaughter?' she thought to herself, this has gone on for to long. She was tired of lying to everyone and now that Shane is gone, she was even more exhausted of it. She hated not being able to tell anyone about Matt being Evonne's father. Amy chuckled nervously and pulled away. "I don't want to bother you guys. Plus being around you guys too much... would just give me memories of Shane."
"I understand. Shane was a wonderful man and loved you and Evonne very much. He would want for you to be happy," Vince said. He gave Amy a little kiss on her forehead. "Do you need any help packing?"
She smiled. "No, Stephanie said she would help me. And with Evonne spending the weekend with Matt, I can actually get something done."
Vince chuckled. "She can be a handful sometimes. Poor Matt..."
Amy laughed her first genuine laugh since Shane's death. "That is true; she's just like her mother."
*******
"Uncle Matt?" Evonne asked. She was settled on the couch with Matt next to her.
He wrapped her up in his arms. She cuddled in his lap. "Yes?"
Evonne sighed deeply, "Are you sure you want me to stay the weekend with you?"
Matt looked at Evonne with astonishment in his eyes. "Of course I do Evonne. Why do you ask that?" He set her on his lap to look her in his eyes.
She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. The day Daddy left, him and Mommy were fighting about you and work."
Me? Matt thought to himself, why would they fight about me?
"And I didn't know," Evonne continued, "if you wanted me to be with you." She wrapped her arms around Matt's neck and burrowed her head in his neck.
He kissed her forehead lightly. "Peanut, I love having you around. You always seem to brighten my day."
"Mine too. You know what I wish sometimes?" Evonne said. She moved her head from Matt's neck and put her chubby hands on his cheeks as she looked at him.
"What?" he whispered with a smile.
She grinned. "That you were my daddy sometimes..." Evonne leaned and kissed Matt on his cheek, then settled back into his arms.
As she did that, tears started to come down Matt's face. "I wish that too."
Amy, who had walked back into the locker room earlier without Vince, looked at the two. She had heard Evonne's wish and Matt's response. "What have I done?" she asked herself quietly. At that moment, Amy vowed to herself that she was going to fix it... and soon.
