A/N: I stole something out of one of my favorite movies, A Walk To Remember. It's kinda weird, cause I'm not into sappy movies like that. I'm more of a horror, action, kinda girl. But I absolutely loved this movie. So if you haven't seen, go rent it. It actually made me cry. It's one of the very few that does. Shiloh and Pearl Harbor are the only other ones. Lol So, anyways, enjoy the chapter!

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"No baby. I can't get back this weekend. I've got a signing with Trish, Amy, Shannon, and unfortunately Jeff. I'm sorry," I said as I rolled my suitcase behind me down through the terminal.

"That's alright. I understand. I'm not gonna love you any less," Shane joked.

"You're not?! Oh thank the Lord!" I said in a preacher like tone.

"Oh be quiet you!" Shane laughed. Where are ya headed?"

"New Orleans," I sighed.

"Traveling with Trish?"

"Not tonite. She went down earlier with Nora and Christopher. I'm traveling with Matt," I replied.

"Ah, I see. Where's Amy?"

"She's with us too. But she's been kinda sick. I think she's got like the flu or something, I don't know."

"Ya know what it probably is?"

"No, what?"

"She's probably pregnant."

"She is not!"

"And how would you know that? Are you her body? No, I think not!" Shane laughed.

"You're on drugs!" I joked.

"That's right I am, but they have nothing to do with this!"

"That's not what I meant!" I laughed.

"I know. I love you."

"I love you too. I'll see you when I can," I said as I hung up.

"How's Mr. Helms doing?" Matt asked as he placed his arm around my shoulder.

"He's okay. Not the best in the world. But he's doin a little better than he was before," I answered.

"How are you gonna deal with this signing?" Matt asked.

"Sit as far down the line as possible from him," I smiled.

"A smile! She can do it folks! It's a miracle!" Matt joked.

"Hey, I smile," I said with a pout.

"Oh yeah, that little half-assed smile," he laughed. "What would Adam say if he saw you smile like that?!"

"He'd say, Kiddo, give me that smile that I'm famous for. Then he'd do that smile, making me smile, and him laugh," I answered with a laugh.

"So, honey, do it!" Amy exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around Matt. I laughed at them as our plane was called for boarding.

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Shannon and I walked up to the long table set up in the athletic complex. I let out a deep sigh as I sat down and waited for further instructions from the manager. Not long after Shannon and I got there, Amy, Trish, and Jeff arrived. I avoided Jeff at all costs, but at one point I looked towards him, noticing he was sitting off to the side by himself. I closed my eyes tightly as the manager of the store walked up to us.

"I want to thank you all for coming. Now, there's a line of people stretched out down the road even. So, we should probably get started. We want to try to get through as many people as possible within two hours. I was thinking that maybe we could have Trish here, then Shannon, then Amy, then Jeff, then Casey?" he said. I felt my throat get dry and almost as if it was closing up on me. Everyone moved to their seats and I just stood there dumbfounded. I didn't want to move, I just wanted to stand there as long as possible if it meant not being next to him.

"Case, you gonna be alright?" Shannon asked. I looked up at him and nodded. He hugged me tightly and took his seat next to Trish. I slowly took my seat next to Jeff and breathed in deeply, taking in his familiar sent.

"Okay, are you all ready for the madness?" the manager joked as he opened the doors.

For two hours I sat next to Jeff, signing autographs uncomfortably. The line seemed to be unending and I felt bad for all the people that we couldn't see because the store wouldn't allow it. As I stood, I stretched my arms out and yawned, smacking Jeff in the head at the same time. Choking back my laughter, he looked at me with a slight smile.

"Sorry," I apologized as I looked towards the floor.

"Don't worry about it," he said softly as he walked off ahead of the rest of us.

"Well, that's progress," Shannon joked as he slipped his arm around my shoulders.

"Ya know what all of us should do?" Trish asked excitedly. Jeff stopped and turned to look back at us. We all shrugged at her as her smile grew bigger. "We should go round Lilian, Chris, Matt, Marc, plus Adam, John, Steph, maybe Paul, and Shane-O and go to a karaoke bar!"

"Why?" I asked.

"Cause it would be fun! Come on! It's not like any of you guys should be nervous about singing in front of people! All of you have awesome voices," Trish said.

"I.......I don't know. I mean, I can handle singing in front of you guys or around people I know. But I don't think I could do this," I replied nervously as I started to walk by them.

"Come on, Case! Please? You have a terrific voice!" Amy pleaded. I turned and looked at her.

"Yeah, alright. Let's go," I said unhappily.

"You're comin too, right Jeff?" Trish asked hopefully.

"Yeah, sure, why not? It could be fun to watch you guys screw up," he smiled half-heartedly.

We all went back to our hotel and gathered the people Trish had suggested we get to go. Dressed in ultra low rise black glitter flares and a dark blue midriff top, I pulled my hair back into a high ponytail. I slid my denim jacket over my arms and sighed as Trish grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door with her. We all walked down the road, huddled together, towards the closest bar.

"So, what are ya'll gonna sing?" Trish asked.

"Nothing, I'm just here to see ya'll screw up," Jeff and I answered in unison. I rolled my eyes at him and watched as someone was singing, horribly off key to "Respect".

"Oh no, you both will be doin a song!" Shannon laughed. "Case, why don't we do a song together?"

"Alright, I guess it'd be alright to do a duet," I laughed as he pulled me out of my seat. We decided on the remix to Britney Spear's "Boys".

"We have a couple new comers here. They're gonna do their best tonite. So give it up for Shannon and Casey!" we were announced.

"For whatever reason, I feel like I've been wanting you all my life. You don't understand. I'm so glad we're at the same place at the same time. It's over now," I said nervously as I gripped the microphone tightly. I stared out at all the people looking back at me. I swallowed hard as Shannon put his arm around my waist, pulling close to him.

"Relax, you're alright," Shannon whispered in my ear.

"I spotted you dancin'. You made all the girls stare. Those lips and your brown eyes. And the sexy hair. I should shake my thang. Make the world want you. Tell your boys you'll be back. I wanna see what you can do," I sang as I started to move with the music, feeling a little bit more at home. I smiled our packed table and everyone smiled back. I turned towards Shannon and remembered that this is where I always wanted to be since I was a little kid. On a stage, singing, and dancing with the audience eating out of the palm of my hand. Now was my time to do it! "What would it take for you to just leave with me? Not trying to sound conceited but You and me were meant to be You're a sexy guy, I'm a nice girl. Let's turn this dance floor into our own little nasty world."

I smiled at Shannon as I moved closer to him. He looked me up and down, laughing as we began to move to the music rhythmically. "Boys! Sometimes a girl just needs one. Boys! To love her and to hold. Boys! And when a girl is with one. Boys! Then she's in control!"

I began to dance around Shannon as he did his part in the song. We were really working the crowd and I felt great. It was like how I always dreamed. Ever since I was a little girl, maybe 4 years old, I knew I wanted to be a singer. That was always my thing. I always sang around the house, danced, did whatever I could, but for some reason I always had it in the back of my head that it would never happened so I guess I never tried hard enough. That was my real passion. Don't get me wrong, I love wrestling and I knew I would never not be wrestling, but singing was always my forte. And I was finally at that time when I could share it with everyone else. Before I knew it, it was over. My moment in the spotlight was over and I was fairly satisfied. I sat back down in my seat and was greeted with pats on the back and words of praise from my friends and family. It was almost time for us all to leave and the only person that hadn't done a song was Jeff. He just wouldn't budge. Personally I had done 3 songs already, but my voice was wary and I knew I couldn't do much more.

"Case, we want Jeff to get up there before we go," Amy whispered to me as Marc, Paul, Chris, and Shane-O sang a Garth Brooks song, "I've Got Friends In Low Places".

"Yeah, so? What do you want me to do about it?" I asked as I watched Marc dance around the stage like a ballerina.

"Sing with him. We know that if you go up there with him, he'll do it," Amy whispered.

"No Amy," I said simply.

"Why not? You two have been doin pretty good. You even talked today," Amy begged.

"No, get Matt to go up with him," I replied.

"We tried that, please?!" she pleaded.

"FINE" I exclaimed giving in as she leaned over to Jeff happily.

"She'll do it," she whispered in his ear. He smiled as he stood and picked out our song. I reluctantly stood on the stage, microphone in hand, and waited as the music started. Out of all the songs he could pick, I never expected him to do this one.

"Walking like a man, hitting like a hammer, she's a juvenile scam. Never was a quitter, tasty like a raindrop, she's got the look. Heavenly bound cause heaven's got a number when she's spinning me around, Kissing is a colour, her loving is a wild dog, she's got the look," he sang as he turned to me. I rolled my eyes at him as we sang together.

"She's got the look. She's got the look. What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue. When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you and I go: la la la la la She's got the look."

"Fire in the ice, naked to the T-bone is a lover's disguise. Banging on the head drum, shaking like a mad bull, she's got the look. Swaying to the band, moving like a hammer, she's a miracle man. Loving is the ocean, Kissing is the wet sand,

she's got the look."

"She's got the look. She's got the look. What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl turn blue. When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you and I go: la la la la la She's got the look."

At the end of the song we did our bows as I leaned over to him and whispered, "I hope you know this doesn't change anything between us."

"I honestly didn't think it would," he replied as we walked off the stage.

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"Where are you headed off to?" Trish asked as I continued to pack my suitcase.

"I'm goin home for the nite. Late Valentine's Day and stuff. I'll be back tomorrow nite," I answered.

"Oh okay. So, how'd it feel to be with Jeff last nite?" she asked curiously.

"Weird and uncomfortable," I answered.

"Really? Do you think it'll get better?" she asked.

"I hope," I replied as I looked around the room. "Alright, I think I'm ready. See ya girl!"

"Bye!" she yelled as I walked out the door.

I flew into the Raleigh airport, alone waited for Shane's brother to come pick me up. I expected to see his curly haired brother walked through the doors, but instead I got his long curly haired sister, Tiffany.

"Hey, I was expecting Mike," I said as she brought me into a hug.

"Yeah, I know. He called me this morning asking if I could pick you up cause he wanted to go anniversary shopping for Jen," she said with a laugh. "How are you doing?"

"Oh, fine. You? How's Erin?" I asked curiously about her daughter.

"Oh she's great. She's staying with her father over winter break," she answered as we hopped into her Blazer. "Does Shane know you're coming?"

"Nope, total surprise," I smiled as I watched the scenery pass us by.

"He'll love that. Mom's been hangin around his house makin sure he's alright. He's so babied!" she laughed. "How long you here for?"

"Just the nite. I have to be in Minnesota," I answered.

"Well, he'll still be happy," she smiled.

"Yeah, I'm hoping," I laughed.

"SURPRISE!!!" I yelled as I burst into Shane's room. He looked up from his comic book and smiled brightly at me.

"Casey! What the fuck are you doin here?!" he exclaimed excitedly as I jumped on the bed next to him.

"I thought I'd visit you. I had the day off so I wanted to come see you and do a late Valentine's Day," I answered.

"Well, there's not much I can do for you tonite," he said sadly.

"I don't care. We're together and that's all that matters," I smiled. "I got you something." I stood up and dug through my bag, taking out a gift bag. "I noticed you didn't have this one."

"Oh my God! It's the first ever Green Lantern," he smiled as he reached up carefully to kiss my lips. "I had it once before, but my sister ripped it up in a rage of anger."

"Well, now you have it again," I smiled.

"I did get you something. It's over there in the top drawer," he said as he pointed to the dresser. "It's not much, but I thought you might like it."

I pulled out a tube and sat on the bed as I opened it. I looked down at a map of the nite sky, full of stars. There was one that was pointed out on the map and a certificate fell out. "What is this?" I asked confused.

"You remember that nite that I said I wished I could give you a star cause of how beautiful you two are?" he asked.

"Yeah, that was sweet," I smiled dreamily.

"Well, I got you a star," he said.

"You got me a star?" I asked skeptically.

"Yeah, I got a star named after you. I thought you'd really like something like that," he smiled.

"Oh my God Shane. That's so sweet and romantic! I love you!" I said happily as I kissed his lips tenderly.

"You really like it? It's not some stupid gift?" he asked.

"It's great, thank you," I smiled.

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A/N2: So how'd ya'll like the interaction between Jeff and Casey in this chapter? They actually spoke! Oh my God! It's the end of the world! Lol But anyways, I want you all to picture Marc aka Bubba, dancing around as a ballerina. When I wrote it, I was LAUGHING so hard. It was really bad. Anyways, I'm done. LATA YA'LL!!!