A/N: Okay one more chapter after this one. You're all gonna hate me for this one, I just know it. lol Oops. Anyways, the song I used towards the end is "Stories" by Trapt. I absolutely love this song and it works great for the part of the chapter that I used it in. Man, I can't wait for the reviews on this one! Lol Ummm, well, I think that's about it. Um, so, here's the chapter. HAHA!! Lol

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'Babble, Babble, Bitch, Bitch

Rebel, Rebel, Party, Party

Sex, sex, sex, don't forget the violence

Blah, blah, blah

Got your lovey-dovey sad and lonely

Stick your stupid slogan in

Everybody sing along'

"The following match is scheduled for one fall and is for the WWE Hardcore Championship. Entering the ring first, from Cameron, North Carolina. She is the WWE Hardcore Champion, MSYTIC ANGEL!" It was my last Smackdown before the wedding. Saying that I was getting butterflies was an understatement. I handed off my belt and waited for my opponent. "And her opponent, weighing in at 275 lbs, from Detroit, Michigan, RHYNO!!"

"Well, the man beast is set to go one on one against the Angel, Mystic Angel," Cole said. "I don't know about you Tazz, but I don't think Angel as a chance in hell in winning this match against Rhyno. She'll be lucky to come out alive!"

"Cole, I think you're underestimating her talents. She's been WWE's Hardcore Champion for the past 8 or 9 months! She's a very talented and strong girl. Beautiful too," Tazz replied as Rhyno pulled me into a snap suplex. He slid under the ring and pulled out a trash can lid. I did a baseball slid right into it, slamming him back on the announcers' desk. "Oh, I'm getting out of here!" Tazz and Cole ran away from the desk and up the ramp, away from the match.

I rolled him onto the desk and stood back to him, doing a back flip onto him and the lid that sat on his chest. I rolled off him in pain and struggled to my feet. He grabbed the lid and hit me in the head with it. He slid off the desk and crawled to the ring, pulling out a Singapore cane. He threw it to the side and pulled out a ladder. By the time he stood with it in his hands, I was ready and drop kicked him into the ring. I grabbed the ladder from him and slid it into the ring. I tried to follow, but Rhyno had grabbed my leg and pulled me back, making me land flat on the floor. He picked me up and slammed my back down on his knee. He grabbed the trash can and set it on top of me. I saw him getting ready to do a leg drop onto me and the can so I rolled under the ring, leaving the can for him to land on. I crawled out from under the ring and slid next to the ladder. I set it up for Heaven's Light as Rhyno was standing, and landed on top of him. I went for the cover and some how he kicked out. I pulled him up and slid him into the ring. I lifted him as best as I could and did a snap suplex. I opened up the ladder and climbed up. I signaled for a Swanton Bomb and he rolled out of the way. He lifted me up and I landed hard on the mat from a powerbomb. He did a leg drop and went for the cover. I kicked out. While he was under the ring, digging for more weapons, I caught my breath and rolled under the ropes and out of the ring. I grabbed a chair that one of the techs was sitting on and slid back into the ring. I held it, ready to nail Rhyno with it. He got back into the ring and ran at me at full speed. It was like a moving train was heading right for me. My eyes grew wide as I let out a quiet gasp. He plowed into me and the chair in a spear. He threw the chair out of the way and covered me. "And here is your winner and new WWE Hardcore Champion, RHYNO!" He stood and grabbed his belt from the ref. He posed for the crowd as the ref ran to my side. I breathed in and out deeply as I laid on the mat. My eyes were closed and my hands were covering my face.

"Case, you alright?" the ref asked.

"Just help me to the back," I groaned as he helped me to my feet and helped me to the back.

"Baby, you alright?" Jeff exclaimed rushing to my side.

"Yeah, just got the wind knocked outta me," I replied hoarsely.

"Case, you alright? Did I hurt you?" Terry asked wiping his forehead with a towel.

"Yeah, you just knocked the air out of her," Jeff answered for me.

"Sorry Kid. You'll be fine," Terry smiled squeezing my shoulder.

Jeff handed me a bottle of water and I sipped it slowly. "You feelin better?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think I'll live," I smiled up at him. I kissed him quickly and he blinked at me.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"Just that there's 3 more days till our wedding," I replied.

"Well, in that case," he grinned wrapping his arms around me and bending me down, his hand caressing the back of my head and the other holding me at my waist. He leaned down and kissed me deeply.

"Ugh, get a room!" Randy exclaimed as he walked by us. He slapped Jeff on the back, causing us to collapse on the floor.

"Randy, die," I growled playfully.

"Love you too!" he laughed walking away.

"I'm so glad you two decided to become friends," Jeff smiled sarcastically as he helped me up.

"Mmm, with friends like him, who needs enemies?" I laughed.

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'I found a line and then it grew

I found myself still thinking of you'

"I don't want to be here today!" I exclaimed as Shane and I grabbed our luggage and walked through the airport terminal.

"Hey, just think, the day after tomorrow we'll be getting ready for the rehearsal of your wedding!" Shane smiled draping his arm around my shoulder.

"That doesn't make me feel any better. Just sick," I groaned as we walked up to Hertz. Shane grabbed the keys for the loaded Lincoln Navigator.

"Are you getting slightly worried?"

"No, I'm having second thoughts," I replied. He shot me a look of shock and shook his head.

"Don't. You're gonna be fine. You'll be the fairy tale princess and he'll be your prince charming," Shane said throwing our bags in the back.

"I hope you're right, cause if you're not, I'm coming after you!" I smiled.

"Ah, you smiled! I think it may snow!"

"It sure as hell better not!"

'I felt so empty and now I'm fine

But still it's burning, when will you be mine?'

Shane and I stood at the Marriott hotel reception desk, waiting for someone to wait on us. I checked my watch, making sure we weren't going to be late for the signing we had at a mall in Boston.

"Angel, don't worry about it, we've got plenty of time," Shane said shooting me a smile. I rolled my eyes and rested my arms on the desk.

"Hi, can I help you?" a young woman asked walking up to us behind the desk.

"Yes, we have a joining room booked for Shane Helms and Casey Piniarski," Shane replied giving off a dazzling smile.

"Um, I'm sorry, we don't have a joining room booked for the two of you. We have a single room booked with a king sized bed," she said.

"I booked the room myself and specifically asked for a joining room," Shane said. "Please look again."

"Sorry, I don't have anything like that for either of you. I only have the single under the party of Piniarski/Helms," she repeated.

"Well, then you've got things all wrong. Are there any joining rooms available?" I asked.

'Too much of the same stories in our lives

I think it's time for a change, don't you?'

"I'm sorry, no. We're all filled up," she answered giving me an ultra sweet smile.

"Are you sure there's nothing?" Shane asked.

"Sorry there's nothing I can do," she said.

"We'll just have to go someplace else," I said turning to Shane.

"Well, you may have some problems there. As far as I know all the hotels in this area a full. There are a few conventions going on right now," she explained.

"Great! Now what are we going to do?" I asked.

"We're gonna have to take it Case," Shane said. I sighed and gave him the go ahead nod. Shane grabbed the key and we rode the elevator up to our room.

"This better be a damn fuckin nice room!" I exclaimed crossing my arms just as the elevator came to a stop. We threw our bags on the floor in the room and quickly changed for the signing.

We arrived at the mall right on time and were introduced out. There was a line of people wrapped around the mall. There had to have been over 200 people there. We started right away, hoping to get done before 5.

"Ya know, you used to be my favorite diva," a teenage girl remarked as I signed her Diva's poster book. I looked up at her with the plastered smile on my face. She looked like a Lita clone.

"Well thank you," I smiled.

"I said used to. Once you broke Jeff's heart was the day I stopped being a fan," she snarled moving on to Shane. I shook off her comments and looked up at the next person, a guy in his 20's with an Undertaker t-shirt on. His hair was crew cut, much like John Cena's.

"I always thought your ring name reflected your personality. But you've destroyed one too many guys. You're nothing more than a bitch," he muttered to me.

"I'm sorry you feel that way," I said softly.

'Too much of the same stories in our lives

(I think it's time for us to walk away from here)'

"Shane, if I get one more person telling me how horrible I am because I broke up with Jeff on the show, I'm going to punch them," I whispered to him angrily. He just reached behind me and rubbed my back gently.

I looked up into a familiar face as they set the picture down. A boy about 14 years old stood in front of me smiling widely. I looked down at the picture and laughed.

"Hey, I know this picture," I smiled looking back up.

"Yeah, you took it with me a few years ago. I always wanted to meet you again, but I never could get to another show. So me and my Dad flew up here when he heard about the signing," he smiled.

"That's great. I'm so glad you could come," I said signing the picture of us at a house show a few years ago. Matt was in the ring getting his ass beat by John while we were taking the picture outside the ring, complete with the Hardy gunz. "So, have you done anything about becoming a wrestler yet?"

"Yeah, on my 16th birthday, my Dad is getting me lessons. I can't wait," he smiled. "Thanks a lot. It means a lot to me. And good luck with you and Jeff." He stepped over to Shane and I shook my head with a genuine smile on my face.

"Ugh, if I had to hear one more person tell me that I was going to get mine for breaking poor little Jeffy's heart, I was going to go INSANE!" I yelled as Shane and I walked to the car, 3 hours after the signing started. We had decided to stay around for a little bit longer, just to get to all the fans.

"You know what you need?" he asked.

"Jeff?" I questioned.

"No, you need a nite out. Dancing, drinking, partying. Just having a good time. So, what do you say? Tonite we go out for a nite in the city of Boston," Shane smiled. I sighed deeply and agreed that's exactly what I needed.

'Now look at me still in your mind

Our memories so intertwined'

"Ya know, it's a good thing we came back now," I laughed uncontrollably, walking down the hall to our room, Shane hanging on to me for dear life. It was close to 3 in the morning and we were completely hammered. I was barely able to walk and Shane, well, he couldn't even do that.

"And why's that?" he slurred happily.

"Cause I'm gonna pass out!" I laughed.

"Funny thing is, SO AM I!" he laughed with me as we both thudded to the floor in a heap in front of our door. "Case, you gotta stop moving, I'm seeing 3 of you."

"Really? Cause I'm seeing 2 of you!" He slowly reached up and held onto the door knob, pulling himself to his feet. He opened the door and fell through it, with me on top of him, laughing harder than before.

"Dude, we're wasted," Shane laughed.

"You might be wasted, but I'm...........wasted," I agreed stumbling to the bed. I collapsed onto it and Shane laid next to me.

'Well you broke through and found your way

And so did I no need to stay

The same old pictures, tried and true

Been through there, looking for something new'

I rested my head on Shane's chest and sighed contently as it heaved with each intake of air. "You smell nice," I smiled closing my eyes tightly.

"Mmm, you too," he replied softly. I looked up at him, his eyes were closed tightly. I placed my lips on his gently, tasting all the liquor he had consumed. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me on top of him as he deepened the kiss. I pulled away and smiled down at him. His eyes connected with mine and we got lost in the moment.

'Do you remember lying on the beach so late at night

Do you remember running through the sprinklers that night'

I straddled his waist and sat up placing my hands on his chest. He slowly reached up and caressed my face before tugging on my midriff tank top, pulling it over my head. I bent down and kiss his neck before he flipped me over on my back and bent over me. He pulled his shirt off and slowly worked his way down my body with his lips.

'Do you remember all the songs that I have wrote for you,

all the songs that I have wrote for you'

"Shane," I moaned as his hands moved up and down my body, wet kisses placed on various parts.

"Shh," he said smiling at me. His face was intense, set as if he had a purpose.

'I remember, the way you made me feel when I was with you'

"Just let me have this moment with you. Remember what we used to have," he whispered.

"Shane, I," I was cut off by an intense wave of heat.

'I remember, the smile that always brought me back to you'

We smiled at each other, passion filled the room. It was unlike any other sensation I had felt. He made me feel like I was something different. He made me feel like I was someone special.

'That look in your eyes I never thought that this could be untrue'

I felt arms around me and smiled as they tightened around me. 'I love you Jeff,' I thought to myself as I opened my eyes. I was horrified to see that the person holding me so tightly wasn't Jeff, it was Shane. I sat up, careful to not wake him, and looked around the room. Our shirts laid in a pile on the floor, our underwear by the window, and our jeans hung off the tv. I climbed out of the bed and pulled a blanket with me, realizing I was wearing no clothes. I collapsed to the floor crying hysterically.

"Casey?" Shane asked groggily. "Oh, my head."

"Shane," I cried from the floor. He sat up sharply and gasped.

"Shit! What the fuck happened?!" he exclaimed.

"I don't know," I managed to choke out as he slid out of the bed and sat next to me on the floor, wrapping his arms around me tightly. I buried my head into his bare chest and cried as he rocked me back and forth.

"Oh God Casey, I'm so sorry!" he said softly sounding as though he was crying too.

"Shane, what have we done?" I asked looking up at him. He stared down at me and kissed my forehead.

'Too much of the same stories in our lives

I think it's time to change, don't you?

Too much of the same stories in our lives

(I think it's time for us to walk away from here)'