A/N: I want to thank those of you who were concerned about Jessy and I. I explained what was goin on to her and we're all good now. We realized that most of the problems pointed to Matt. He's a massive asshole and I'm glad he didn't want me. lol And I'm excited to say I'm goin to the gym now. So I have a month's membership to Gold's Gym now. And Amy and I will be doing that. So we're both happy bout that. A little story about the gym. Amy and I were next to each other on tread mills, walking at the time. Well, she went to point something out to me and just stopped on the thing. Didn't hit the stop belt button or anything. Just stopped dead on the thing. Her leg just slipped right out from under her, causing her to almost do a complete split (in which she's never done one before in her life). I had to jump off the tread mill because I was laughing so hard. She some how pulled herself back up and hit the stop button. We stood there LAUGHING hysterically at it. I don't even think she pointed out whatever she was trying to point out to me. I'm also sitting here patiently waiting for an acceptance letter to JCC, the community college in Louisville. And if ya'll think these chapters are getting up slow, just wait till I start school. Cause I have to keep a 2.0 or better, so I'll be working my ass off with that. Plus I'll have to get a job so I can save up for wrestling lessons and an apartment. And I'll hopefully be able to start learning to wrestle. So I'll be one busy bee January through May. I think that's about it. And to those who think Shane and Casey are getting back together, HAHA!!! Lol How can they when he's getting married? Or is he? Think bout that one! Lol I thought long and hard about putting a few chapters before this one, but every chapter that I've done, I've hated. So I'm getting right to the point. So this story will be shorter than the others, I'm sad to say. But that's all I had to say. OH! The lyrics I used in the beginning are from Simple Plan, "Perfect" cause I love that song and only the chorus fits. But I'm not a big fan of theirs. Just like some of their songs, like 2 of them. lol OH OH!!! Also, on December 2nd, I'll be goin to see Staind, Chevelle, and Sevendust!!! I'm so fuckin psyched for that!! AND BEGIN!

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"Well, all I have to say to you is," I cleared my throat and began to sing a few lyrics. "Cause we've lost it all. Nothing lasts forever. I'm sorry I can't be perfect. Now it's just too late and we can't go back. I'm sorry I can't be perfect."

"Yeah, no kidding," his reply was quick and sharp. My eyes welled up with tears as I had the urge to throw something at him, but was unable to move. "Oh don't cry. All you fuckin do is cry. GROW UP!"

"Fuck you Jeffrey. I hope you have a wonderful life!" I exclaimed throwing my copy of the house key at him before running out the door.

"Oh, let me guess. You're going to run off to one of your WONDERFUL boyfriends! Well, fine, go! Runaway! Cause God only knows that's what you do best!" he yelled after me.

"It was a KISS!! And he kissed me!" I screamed stopping dead in my tracks. "Ya know, for someone who was a great boyfriend, you sure as fuck suck as a HUSBAND!"

"By the rumors I've heard, the only one sucking around here is you," he shot at me with a smile. I couldn't even look at him. I just turned back around and quickly got in my car, speeding down the driveway.

"Good GOD!" I exclaimed sitting up in my bed. I took a deep breath and smoothed back my hair. "That's it, I'm never sleeping again!"

"Why's that?" a male voice yawned next to me. My eyes opened wide as I slowly turned my head to look at where the voice came from. Lying next to me was John Hennigan. I looked down and realized we both had no clothes on. I looked forward and screamed.

Sitting straight up in my hotel bed, I quickly looked around me. Making sure I was alone, and sure enough I was. "A dream within a dream. That's a new one Case." I shook my head as I climbed out of bed and moved towards the bathroom. The nite before had been a dozy. Randy and I had a match against Chris Jericho and John Hennigan. But not only that, John had dropped my on my head during a badly messed up scoop suplex. It knocked me loopy and apparently was causing me to have strange dreams. Either that or my subconscious was screwing with me. I flopped down across the bed and grabbed my phone, calling Jeff.

"Hey baby," he said softly.

"How'd you know it was me?" I asked.

"Just a feeling," he replied.

"Well, wouldn't you be feeling stupid right about now if I had turned out to be Matt," I laughed.

"That's a horrible thought."

"Yeah, it is."

"How you doin?"

"Better now that I'm talking to you," I smiled.

"And why's that?"

"Cause I think I had one of the weirdest and worst dreams possible!"

"Well, tell!"

"Yeah, um, let me think about that. NO!"

"Can't be that bad."

"Trust me, it was."

"Well, it was only a dream."

"Thank God for that!" I exclaimed. "God I wish you were here."

"I know, I wish I was there too. But there are more important things right now than us being there."

"Like what? Is it Liger?"

"Yeah, it is."

"Oh no. What'd the vet say?"

"Well, there's nothing they can do for him, that he hasn't got much longer to live, and that he's not suffering. So I think it's best that he be here for his last days."

"I'm so sorry Jeff. I wish I could be there with you."

"Me too. It'd make things a hell of a lot easier on me."

"So, do we have any idea of when he may, ya know?"

"They just said it could be in 2 hours, tomorrow, or next week. But they don't think he'll last longer than a month." Jeff's voice shook. He was sincerely upset and I couldn't blame him. He'd had Liger for quite sometime and had hoped that he'd out live the dog. But the time had come for him to pass on, and Jeff wasn't taking it too well. And to be honest, neither was I. "Oh baby, don't cry. Cause if you cry, I'll cry."

"I'm sorry, it's just he's always been there, ya know?" I sobbed quietly.

"I know. Think about how I feel," he chuckled lightly and sighed. "I picked up your car today. It runs perfectly."

"I'm glad. I'm gonna miss my baby though," I smiled.

"I won't. I put too much effort into that damn thing, just to make sure it didn't break down on you."

"Well, considering it DID, I would guess you didn't do a very good job of that!" I laughed.

"Yeah, but you fixed it back up just fine."

"Maybe so, but I missed my flight that day."

"Casey, I can't wait till you see your mustang. This car is off the charts!" I heard Shannon yell in the background.

"He's not driving my car is he?!" I exclaimed.

"Um, no," Jeff replied softly.

"Jeffrey," I growled. "Don't let that boy drive my car!"

"Yes, ma'am," Jeff laughed. "Well, I'll go drag him off your car. I love you."

"I love you too. And kiss Liger for me, okay?" I asked.

"Anything for you babe."

I quickly took a shower and packed up my gear for the show that nite. I met Adam, Matt, and Shane in the lobby and we all left together, getting there and being swamped by fans. We stopped to sign as many autographs as we possibly could and ran into the arena.

"Hey, Case, how's your head?" John asked as I entered catering. He smiled, showing off his white teeth. His sideburns were starting to grow back, possibly thicker than before. I smiled at him, but it faded fast when I remembered the dream I had that morning. I turned and walked away as quickly as I could.

"What'd you do to Case?" Matt Cappotelli asked as he grabbed a bottle of water out of the cooler.

"All I did was talk to her!" John exclaimed.

"Well, that explains EVERYTHING!" Jonah laughed as he walked by his Tough Enough friends. Matt laughed as well and left John glaring at the two.

"Shane, can I tell you about a dream I had this morning?" I asked sitting across from him.

"Well, I don't see why not," he laughed.

"I dreamt that Jeff and I were married and got in an awful fight and I left him. So then I wake up and say that I'm never sleeping again and this voice next to me asks why. So I look next to me and there was Hennigan completely naked! And then I look at myself and saw that so was I! Then I wake up. How fucked is that?" I explained. He looked at me, looking as if he was trying to fight back his laughter. Then, as if hit in the back by something, he burst. "Oh yes, cause this was SO completely funny!"

"Sorry," Shane replied trying to contain himself. He cleared his throat and smiled at me. "It's not that messed up. It's probably because he dropped you on your head!" he burst out laughing once again. I rolled my eyes at him as I leaned back and crossed my arms.

"You done?" I asked as his laughter started to slow.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm done," he said taking deep breaths. "That dream meant nothing. It was what it is, a dream."

"Well, I bet I made him feel like an idiot."

"Why?"

"Cause I just walked away when he asked me if I was alright," I replied. I stood and walked out of catering to get ready for the show.

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"How's he doin?" I asked as I ran into the house, throwing my bags in the hall.

"He's not responding," Jeff replied staring at Liger, who was just lying on the floor, his breathing very shallow. I dropped to my knees, next to Jeff, and took his hand in mine.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered, tears dropping to the floor.

"There's nothing for you to be sorry about. You didn't cause him to die," he replied.

"I know, but I don't know what else to say." Just as Jeff reached out to pet Liger's head, his chest rose and fell for the last time. Jeff took his hand away and rested his head in my lap, as I combed through his hair with my hand.

Later that day, when Jeff felt better, we buried Liger by the lake, and painted a tribute to Liger on our bench. "There's never gonna be another dog like him," Jeff said staring down at the grave.

"No, there won't be. He was definitely one of a kind," I smiled wrapping my arms around his waist. We said our last words to him and let him in peace.

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"We are family," we all sang as everyone crowded the dance floor in the banquet hall. Trish smiled brightly as she and I danced with each other. Chad was off with his brother, no doubt making drinks, despite our pleas to dance with the rest of us. The newly wed couple had just gotten married. Trish was a beautiful bride and Chad was absolutely handsome in his tux. Shane and Shannon sat next to each other at one of the guest tables, but didn't speak to one another, still fighting over the whole Playboy Mansion fiasco. Trish and I held hands, laughing as we walked towards the bar. Chad wrapped his arm around his new wife, kissing her cheek.

"Ya know, I never thought I'd get married before you," Trish smiled after sipping some of Chad's mint on rocks.

"Really?" I laughed ordering a Skky Blue for myself.

"Yeah, I always thought it'd be you, Nora, and then myself," she explained.

"You thought Nora would get married first?!"

"Yeah, well, her and Chris are still together."

"I know, can you imagine marrying the first guy you ever had sex with?"

"God no! I don't even remember who I first slept with!" she laughed.

"Yeah, um, honey, I really don't need to hear about this," Chad chuckled as he and his brother walked away.

"Too bad Jeff couldn't have come," Trish said as we walked to the head table.

"I know, me too. But he couldn't cancel the autograph session. The proceeds go to charity."

"Yeah, that's why I'm not upset about it. Good for him to do something good for others," she smiled. "Ya know, I really hate to see Shane and Shannon like that. They're really a great couple when they're not fighting."

"I know, I've tried everything I can think of to stop the fighting, but it's all made everything worse. So I've decided to back off."

"You can only fix so much."

"So I see!" I laughed.

"Do you think they'll still get married?"

"If they can get over this whole fight deal, yeah."

"What do you think will happen if she can't get over it?"

"Personally, I don't think she's totally to blame. He has a big part in this as well. I think he brought this all on himself."

"Sounds like Shane," she laughed. "Have I thanked you yet for being in the wedding?"

"Yeah, a couple million times," I said.

"Well, thanks again. It really means a lot to me."

"I wouldn't have missed this for the world!"

"So, now onto your wedding!"

"Yeah, um, how bout not!"

"Oh come on, you and Jeff must be talking about it."

"Well, he did ask me to marry him the nite I returned to RAW."

"Why the hell didn't you tell me?! And when the hell is the wedding?!"

"Because I didn't tell anyone. He wanted me to marry him at one of those 24 hour wedding chapels in Vegas."

"So you guys did it?!"

"No," I laughed. "No, Trish, we're not married and not getting married."

"Why not?"

"I didn't want to marry him in a stupid little 25 dollar wedding chapel."

"Well, that's understandable. No other talk about it?"

"I'm not ready to do it yet. And I don't think he is either, to tell you the truth."

"Well, I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because you two are like soul mates."

"Like you and Chad?" I asked watching him limbo under two of his ushers' arms.

"Okay, um, no?" she laughed. "Seriously though, you found your prince. Tag him before someone else does."

She stood and rubbed my shoulder as she walked over to pull her husband off the floor. My eyes wandered over to Shane and I smiled, just as he looked at me. He returned the smile, nodding slightly at me.