Title: Second Chances Chapter 10

Author: Sweet Steffie

Rating: R

Pairing: Scott Hall/Lita, Kevin Nash/Molly

Note: Yup people, this is the end of this story. This takes place a year after the night that Lita and Scott finally have sex. I hope you enjoy it.



( 1 year later)

Scott sat on the porch, rocking to and fro in the rocking chair. It was almost sunset, and the air was cool on this summer's day. He was deep in thoughts, thinking about everything that happened lately. "How did I get here? How the hell did this happen?" he thought to himself. He ran his hand through his thick black hair and took in a deep breath. "Maybe Lita was right, maybe things do happen for a reason," he sighed. He stood up and walked down the step, onto the pool deck.

Ever since that day, it had been rather different in the household. Ever since that Monday night when Scott faced Brett Hart for the intercontinental championship, but more importantly, for Lita. A single tear fell down his cheek as he remembered that match. It was hard fought. Scott had to endure 3 sharpshooters, 4 leg drops and countless near falls. In the end he still lost, with Brett getting the pinfall after he was hit in the head with a lead pipe. It was Scott's request to make this a no disqualification match. He wanted to win for Lita. He didn't want to wrestle for her, he wanted to fight for her.

He remembered the after math of the match. Lita had jumped in the ring after the bell was rung and hovered over Scott's bloody and battered body. She cupped his busted up face in her hands. "Scott, I am so proud of you honey," she said. Scott could barely hear her. Her voice was just echoing through his throbbing head. "I'm sorry," he had whispered, trying to apologize for losing the match. Lita had merely smiled. "You proved yourself," she softly said, tears falling out of her eyes.

Lita softly cried as paramedics carried Scott away on the stretcher. Lita merely looked at Brett and politely congratulated him and raised his hand in victory. "Lita, I," Brett said, but Lita quickly cut him off. "I made my choice," she said and pulled him in for a kiss. She kissed him fervently yet tender, trailing her hands over his back. She pulled away and looked into his eyes. "I know what I want now," she said and smiled.

Scott had been in the hospital for a week. Molly and Kevin had come to visit him, and reluctantly showed him the footage of the after math of the show. Scott nearly cried when he saw Lita kiss Brett. "Scott, I don't know what to say," Molly softly said, trying to comfort her husband's best friend. But Scott shook his head, motioning her to stay quiet. "I understand, at least I know what she really wants," he sighed. Kevin placed a hand on Scott's shoulders, not really knowing what to say.

Scott walked to along side the pool, looking in at the water. The water was almost see-through, as he could see the bottom of the figure 8 shaped pool. "Something so clear, yet so rough," he sighed. Memories came flooding back into his mind.

"Scott, if you but the mirror there, how are you going to open the door?" Lita laughed. This memory went back when they were building the guest room's bathroom.

"I think I need your guidance on my already doomed pot," she giggled. This memory traced back Lita made her first pot.

But it was that one memory, that one sentence that Scott couldn't get out of his mind. "No more talking, no more waiting, no more fear," Lita had whispered. It was that one memory that kept Scott sane all this time. It was that one moment that Scott knew that Lita trusted him again. It was that one night that they had made love again. Love without fear.

Lita's moans of pleasure and sighing his name just deafened him. They echoed in his mind, making it unable for him to think of anything else. "All this turned out this way for a reason," he kept reminding himself. He sat at the pool's edge, letting his feet dangling in the cool water. "Maybe," he thought to himself. He heard a car pull into the driveway. "Must be Kevin and Molly," he thought to himself. He stood up, only now realizing that the sun was long gone and the stars were shining bright, lighting up the dark sky.

Scott was about to enter the house, but he suddenly halted. Molly and Kevin were busy kissing and touching each other by the stairs. Scott decided to stay outside until they went to their room. He didn't want to interrupt. He knew all to well what it was like to embrace your lover the way you should. "Newly weds," he mumbled, trying not to laugh.

Scott made his way to the bar by the pool and opened the little fridge. He quickly grabbed a soda. He had gotten used to the flavor of the soda drink. He had done it. He was really sober. 17 months and counting. He popped the soda open and took a small sip. "Praise the makers of Coca Cola," he joked, raising the soda can up in the air.

He stood up the edge of the garden, looking at the view in front of him. Scott never really liked nature, but it was better then the sight of Molly and Kevin groping each other. "That's life," he said. Suddenly two arms wrapped around his waist and a chin landed on his shoulder. "What are you doing out here?" a beautiful voice asked. Scott smiled. "Avoiding the view of Molly and Kevin having sex on the stairs," he smirked. The woman laughed.

"Would you prefer that it was us?" she asked. Scott smiled. He took the last gulp of the soda. "Maybe," he said and turned around. His gaze was met with the smiling face of Lita. Lita laughed and hugged him tightly. "How was your day?" she asked, resting her cheek on his chest. Scott rubbed her back softly. "Good. Spent the whole day thinking about you," he said and kissed the top of her head. Lita smiled.

"Thinking or fantasizing?" she asked, lifting her head to watch him, lifting her eyebrows repeatedly. Scott grinned. "Maybe a little bit of both," he said and softly laid his lips on hers. He softly kissed her, never deepening. It was as if a cloud was passing over her lips. He broke the kiss, lovingly looking into her eyes. "Hi," he whispered. "Hi," she whispered back.

She released him and went to the fridge to get a soda for herself. "What do you want to do tonight?" she asked, popping the soda can open. Scott shrugged. He made his way for the pool chair and sat down. "How about a movie?" he asked. Lita nodded and sat beside him. "As long as I get to pick the movie," she stated. Scott laughed. "As long as it isn't a chick flick," he said. Lita smiled. "You know you love those lovey dovey scenes!" Lita laughed. Scott laughed as well.

He then took his time to watch Lita. She flipped her hair to the side, drinking her soda slowly. "I love you," he said. Lita smiled. "I love you too," she said. She gently leaned forward and kissed his forehead. "And I always will," she added. Scott looked in her eyes. "Why do you love me? You had a chance to go to Brett, but you didn't. You came back to me. You basically kissed him goodbye. Why do you love me?" he asked ever so softly.

Lita pushed him back on his back and straddled his hips. She pushed her hair behind her ear and smiled at the man under her. "Love is not breathlessness, Love is not excitement. It is not the desire to make love all day. It is not wishing that you are kissing every part of my body. That is thinking that I am in love, which I once convinced myself I was. Love is what is left after being in love has burned away," she softly said.

Scott grinned and asked his final question. "And what do you make of that?" he softly said. Lita bent forward until her lips were just inches away from hers. "That I truly and deeply love you with all of my heart," she said and kissed him. She kissed him passionately, running her hands up the sides of his neck. They kissed for a long time, only breaking away to take a deep breath. When they finally broke apart, Scott spoke up.

"And you know what? I think everything is going to be fine now," he said and kissed her once more. He kissed her endlessly and tenderly, causing her to nearly faint in his arms. As he kissed her, Lita ran her hands up his shirt, caressing his bare chest. Scott hummed in approval, lightly jumping when she pinched him. "We can't stay out here," she whispered against his lips. Scott kissed her once more, rubbing her hips in the process. "Where do you want to go?" he mumbled through the kisses, not wanting to break the embrace. "I want you in our bed," she sighed. She trailed her hands to his belt buckle and started to undo it.

"Do you really want to pass Kevin and Molly on the steps?" he joked. Lita pulled away abruptedly and made a face. "On second thought, we can stay here," she said. She smiled and lowered her lips again. Scott grinned and kissed her back, running his hand up her shirt. Scott got up and picked Lita up. "What are you doing?" Lita giggled. Scott merely continued kissing her. He laid her on the bar and removed her clothing, until she was only in her bra and thong.

He also unclothed himself and swung her over his shoulder. "Scott!!" she shrieked. But it was too late. Scott had thrown her in the pool. "Oh you bastard!" she joked and pulled him in for another kiss. Scott sighed as Lita ran her fingers through his long black hair. She wrapped her hands around his neck and her legs around his waist. He followed by clasping his hands under her butt to keep her up. She watched him for long moments, taking in his features.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked. Lita cocked her head to the side, smiling broadly. "I was just wondering. What would have happened if we never met," she said. Scott smiled. "Well, not this," he said. He turned her around and laid her back against the wall. He unclasped her bra and pulled off her thong. "Hmm, only undress me?" she asked, biting her lower lip to contain herself. Scott merely smirked. "Well, maybe not this either," he said and started nibbling on her neck. Lita happily gasped at the sensation that was starting to overpower her.

"And we cannot forget this," he said. He gently slipped himself inside of her. Lita crooned as he slowly and softly thrusted himself inside of her. Lita clawed at his back, wanting him to continue this sweet torment. "I am so glad that we did meet," he whispered into her ear. He continued to slowly thrust into her. Lita closed her eyes and hugged him tightly. "I made the right choice," she tought to herself.

"I chose Scott,"

The end!

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Awwww, Yes, I left the whole match to your imagination. I thought that it ended better this way. I hope you rnjoyed this story.

Steffie