A/N: Well, I'm back from Louisville and I'm ready to go back. Lol I really had a great time there. Even if all we did was hang out at other people's houses smoking and shit. Lol It was still one of the best weeks I've ever had. And I miss everyone I met! Can't wait to get back there! So alright, onto story shit. Sorry that I ended it the way I did, but I love to keep ya'll in suspense. Yeah, I'm evil. And I love it. lol So here's the long awaited chapter. And yes, I realize this chapter is very short. And no, I'm not impressed with it at all. So there!

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'Rune Christine Hardy

Aug. 15, 2007- Aug. 15, 2007

Loved by all, even if she didn't have a chance to live'

I knew I was dreaming when I read the writing on the tombstone. I didn't know who Rune was, exactly, but I had a bad feeling about everything.

My eyes started to open slowly, but all I saw was a very bright light. I smiled slightly, thinking back to all the jokes my friends and I made about not walking towards the light. When everything came into focus, my smile left my face and I knew something was wrong. I tried to sit up, but a pain in my neck and back stopped me. I ran a hand over my stomach and started to panic, thinking back to my dream.

"Jeff?!" I tried to cry out only to hear a raspy voice. I swallowed and cleared my dry throat. "Jeff?!"

"Casey?" he replied running to my side. He took my hand and softly kissed the back of it. "Oh God baby! You scared me so much!"

"Jeff, where's my baby?!" I exclaimed ripping my hand out of his.

"Casey, you need to relax, okay?" he spoke quietly, tears forming in the corner of his eyes.

"Is my baby okay?" I repeated trying to keep my tears at bay.

"We'll talk about this later. Right now you need to rest."

"Don't fuck around with me! There's something wrong and I know it! Now tell me where my baby is!" I cried.

"We lost her," he said softly, bowing his head.

"No, you're lying," I grumbled tears flowing down my stone etched face.

"I wish I was sweetie. She's gone."

"Jeff, this is a very cruel joke."

"It's not a joke."

"Casey! Oh thank God you're awake!" Amy cried as she ran into the room with matt right behind her. She looked at Jeff and I and sighed. "how are you feeling?"

"Tell me he's lying," I said.

"Lying?" she asked looking at Jeff, who only shook his head.

"Tell me my baby is alive and well."

"Case, sweetie, he's not lying," Matt sighed smoothing back his hair.

"No, no, no! You're both lying! Ames, please, tell me my baby isn't dead," I pleaded with her.

"Honey, when you fell down the stairs and broke through that table, you lost her. I would love to tell you that she's alive. But I can't. She died in the fall. I'm sorry," Amy cried through her explanation.

I looked over at Jeff and lost it when I saw the tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry," I whispered as Jeff hugged me tightly.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. It was a stupid fight that should have never happened. It's more my fault than anyone else's. Including yours," Jeff said running his hand through my hair.

"Can I go home?" I asked.

"I'll go get the doctor," Matt smiled leaving the room.

A few moments later I was signing release papers. Jeff wheeled me out of the hospital and helped me into the car. The ride was silent, an uncomfortable silence. Once home, I relaxed on the couch, fearing the stairs. Jeff was understanding and made a bed on the floor in the living room for him and I.

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"Hello? Casey? You home?" I was sitting on the floor of the spare room, Rune's room, packing up some of the things we had bought or received as gifts. There were footsteps on the stairs, but I pretty much ignored them. I picked up a teddy bear and held it tightly, wetting its head with my tears. "Case, you alright?" I looked to where the voice was coming from and sighed, placing the bear in the box.

"What are you doing here?" I asked wiping my cheeks.

"Just wanted to see how you were doing." I nodded and stood to carry the box to the small dresser. "Are you here alone?"

"Yeah, Jeff's at some autograph session or something," I replied with a shrug.

"You shouldn't be alone. You're still vulnerable."

"I told him to go. No use in him sitting here watching me cry over nothing."

"Angel, what happened to you isn't nothing. What happened to you was a horrible experience that a person doesn't just get over at a snap of their fingers."

"Shane, what I don't understand is why I'm crying over someone I didn't even really want!" I cried dropping to the floor. He knelt down and wrapped his arms around me. "She was a mistake. She wasn't supposed to happen. And yet I was having her anyways. I didn't even think I'd make a good mother. Then all of a sudden she's ripped away from me. Taken from my body and life before I even got a chance to know her. And all I can do is cry about it!"

"She was a part of you. And that part of you was taken away. If you weren't like this, I'd think there was something seriously wrong with you."

"I loved her. And now she's gone," I sobbed into his chest.

"I know. And I'm sorry. This shouldn't have happened to you. This shouldn't have happened to Jeff. This shouldn't have happened to your unborn child. But it did. Casey, we both know things happen for a reason. And someday you'll find out why this happened to you. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, hell, you may not find out why for another 30 years. But someday you'll find out the reasoning behind all this. And you'll know that it was worth it." I looked up at him and shook my head. He smiled, brightening up the dreary room. "You're a strong girl. You'll get past this like you have with everything else that has happened to you."

"I'm sick of all this bad shit happening to me, Shane. When am I gonna get a break?"

"The sun'll come out, tomorrow," he sang. I couldn't help but laugh and join in. He always knew how to cheer me up.

"Thanks. I needed that," I smiled as he helped me stand.

"Yeah, I know."

"So, um, you're pretty brave to come over here," I said.

"Yeah, well, I figured that since we have this like understanding as friends he could get over it," he replied. "Actually, I wanted to tell you something."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I wanted you to be the first to know. That's how much you mean to me. I'm gonna ask Shannon to marry me tonite."

"That's great," I smiled reaching up to kiss his cheek.

"Really?!" he exclaimed sounding shocked.

"Yeah, you deserve to be happy. And Shannon seems like a wonderful girl. I'm happy for the two of you."

"Thank you."

"I love you Shane. You know that. I don't want you to be unhappy. And I saw the look on your face when you were with her. I can't remember the last time I saw you that happy."

"Anytime you were in my arms."

"That's the past. You can't dwell in it. That's just the way the cookie crumbles."

"Yeah, I know. But I'll never forget everything that we had together."

"I'm glad, cause I gave you some of the best years of my life," I joked poking his stomach. "Shane, if you were forced to stop doing something you loved because you had to choose between that and someone and then a life changing experience causes you to realize that you want to get back to that something, how would you tell that someone?"

"What?" he laughed.

"I want to go back to wrestling but I don't know how to tell Jeff."

"Oh, well, why didn't you say that in the first place?!"

"Because I'm just that way."

"Alright, if I was you I would just come right out and tell him. If he really loved you, then he would let you go back. He says he trusts you so he shouldn't have a problem with it. And as for him trusting me, he shouldn't worry about it cause I've got Shannon."

"I just don't want to lose him too."

"You won't Angel. I'm sure of it."

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"Jeff, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked standing from my seat in one of the casinos in Atlantic City where Jeff was going to play a charity concert.

"Yeah sweetie, of course," he smiled walking towards me. He kissed my cheek and sat with me as the band tuned up for sound check.

"Jeff, I want," I paused. "I want to go back to the WWE."

"Casey," he sighed.

"I know we have this whole agreement. But I miss it so much. I need to get back to it. I hate just sitting around waiting for you to get home. I hate living off your salary. I need to be doing something for myself. And I realized that I need to go back in order to be truly happen. Ever since the fall I knew that this is what I needed to do. I don't want to lose you, but I if I have to choose between you and the WWE again, I'm choosing wrestling."

"Casey, do we have to talk about this right now?" he asked.

"Yes, it's very important to me. I want to go back to wrestling. Are you going to let me, or will I have to leave you?"

"Alright go back to wrestling. I don't want to lose you," he answered me holding my hands in his.

"Really?"

"Really. I want you to be happy and wrestling will make you happy. So I want you to wrestle," he smiled as he leaned in to kiss me.