A/N: Alright, so are ya'll ready for the surprise comeback? Lol Well, you don't have to wait any longer. The song used in this chapter is "Nowhere Kids" (and yes, I know, the way I did it, would have made it too long for it to be done in reality) by Smile Empty Soul, who I absolutely love. So if you get a chance, go get their album. It's totally kick asshis. The other song is "Forfeit" by Chevelle. Holy freakin GOD do I love those boys! SO hot. And incredibly talented. I've been like addicted to their CD since I got it at Christmas. The next chapter will be the surprise wedding. So be prepared for a fairly lengthy chapter. It'll probably take me awhile to do that one, so I'm hoping by next Wednesday to have that one out. OH OH OH!!! Lol Guess what?! I have filled up my 9th computer disk!!! So imagine how many chapters I've written in all my stories...whoa..OH!! I have to share with ya'll some massively weird dreams I've been havin bout a certain Jeffrey Nero Hardy. I've been havin them for like the past 3 nites. And they're all pretty much the same. They all have him coming back into the WWE. But he's not the Jeff Hardy we know. He's playing that Lokey character (or whatever the hell his name is lol) that he was in the Leap of Faith video. That one that makes him look like a really cheesy car salesman. I tried explaining it to Lindsay, but she didn't seem to understand who I was talking bout. But anyways, he has his hair bout shoulder length, and styled how HBK normally has it, in the ponytail. Well, the ponytail part is streaked yellow and the bottom part is dyed purple. It's really weird. The first part of this chapter is going to be done normally. The last part...um, second to the last part, is going to be done a different way. I'm going to try my hand at write a RAW episode. Eeep..lol Anyways, this was way too long so here's the chapter. Lol

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"Finally we get to meet this mystery guy," I said to Shane as we walked through the arena early Monday morning.

"I can't believe this meeting had to be so early," Shane yawned glancing at his watch, which read 7 am.

"Sweetie, if we didn't, we wouldn't have time to get the storylines put together. Besides, you didn't have to come with me. You could have gone to the hotel or something," I replied.

"I know, but I'm just as curious as you are about this dude," he said. He kissed me and walked towards the soda machine, leaving me in front of the makeshift McMahon office.

"Alright, so who's this, oh my God," I said glancing at the new addition sitting on the couch next to Sean and Shannon. "No way."

"Yeah, I'm back," he smiled. I shook my head and crossed my arms as Amy motioned for me to take a seat on the arm of her chair. "Hey Case."

"This is a prank, right? Paul's gonna jump out and say GOTCHA!" I grinned hopefully.

"No Case, he's truly back," Shannon replied.

"I know what's goin on here. I'm dreaming. This is all some sort of bad dream and I'll wake up at any moment. Just someone throw some water on me," I requested as water was poured on my head. I stood up quickly dripping with water as Paul smiled with an empty water bottle in his hand. "You ass."

"Hey, you asked for it," he replied.

"Paul, sit down!" Stephanie ordered. "Listen, Casey, you're going to have to get over this. Because we have a lot of ideas for you all."

"Do any of these ideas involve me beating him with a pointy stick?" I questioned giving him an evil look.

"Hey, what the hell is your problem Casey?" he snapped.

"You!" I yelled.

"Calm down!" Steph growled. "You all have been picked to be in a faction led by my brother. I've already met with my faction last nite. We want to do an Outsider type storyline. You're all going to be the "greasers" and my group with be the "socials"."

"Why?" Sean asked.

"We picked a group of people that would be considered the outsiders if they were say in high school. You guys happen to fit that profile. I mean Casey and Jeff with their weird styles and hair. Sean with your bad boy alternative edge. Matt with your out of this world flair. Shannon with your adorable, shy, artsy, edgy style. And Amy with your punk alternative clothes and personality. Some how you all just fit and you all fit together," Paul explained.

"Who's in the other one?" Shannon asked.

"Myself, Paul, Chris, Jay, Randy, Trish, and Victoria," Steph smiled.

"I'm sorry, but this all sounds stupid," I said.

"The only reason you think this is stupid is because I'm your partner," Jeff smiled.

"My partner?! He's going to be my partner too?!" I exclaimed.

Stephanie and Paul exchanged looks and sighed. "Yes, we figured that we'd partner you two up again. You'd be the tag team in the group," Steph said.

"No," I said crossing my arms.

"No?" Paul questioned.

"Ddddid I stutter?" I remarked.

"Cool it!" Stephanie yelled.

"Case, just give this all a chance. You and Jeff have worked out your problems before. This won't be any different," Amy whispered to me. I nodded and relaxed on the arm of her chair.

"Fine," I growled.

"So how is this all going to work?" Amy asked. Steph smiled and began explaining everything to us.

After the meeting, I met up with Shane in catering as they were setting up. He was arguing with the guy setting up the food to give him a simple chicken sandwich, but he refused because it wasn't lunch time. I walked up to Shane and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"What's this for?" he asked though he smiled and happily pulled me into his body.

"Can we get out of here for awhile?" I asked resting my head on his chest.

"As long as I can get some food, sure," he agreed holding me by the waist and walking me out of the building.

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"Alright, so why'd you want to leave like that?" Shane asked as he munched on his whopper.

I sighed, stealing a fry off his try before sipping on my chocolate shake. "I didn't want to be anyplace where he might be," I answered.

"He? He who?"

"Our mystery man."

"And he'd be who?"

"Jeff Hardy."

"JEFF?!" Shane exclaimed.

"Yeah, he's apparently back, but I don't know why."

"So you're gonna be stuck in a storyline together?"

"Yep," I replied giving off a sarcastic smile.

"I'm sorry sweetie. Although I'm slightly confused as to why you're so angry. You were the one who was so upset when you had thought he'd died," Shane said.

"Just because I don't want him dead, doesn't mean I'm not pissed at him."

Shane and I finished at the Burger King and made it back to the arena when the other superstars were arriving. The second I walked in, I saw Jeff standing in the hall, drinking some water. I took Shane's hand and we started walking by him.

"Casey," he said. "Can we talk?"

I looked up at Shane, hoping he'd say no and make up some excuse why. But instead he kissed my cheek and whispered, "Please make peace with him." He nodded at Jeff and entered the locker room.

"What'd you want to talk about?" I asked folding my arms over my chest.

"You, me, us, Shane, everything," he chuckled uncomfortably.

"Well, there is no "us". I don't want to talk about you. Shane is off subject. And I don't think there's anything you need to know about me. So I'd say we're about through here," I smirked.

"Casey, I'm serious," he sighed pushing his hair behind his ears.

I sighed and looked down at the floor. "Why were you coming to see me?" I asked.

"What?" he asked shocked.

I looked up and tilted my head. "Why were you on your way to my apartment to see me?"

"How did you know?"

"I was having my surgery that day. So while I was knocked out I had a dream about you. You were on your way to come see me to talk to me. I saw you fight with Beth. I saw you go to sleep. I saw you dreaming. What you were dreaming, I don't know, but I saw you toss and turn and speak in your sleep. I saw you get up, run down the stairs, and jump on your motorcycle. I watched you go right off the road and into the ditch," I explained starting to tear up. "I woke up and I just had this horrible feeling that you were hurt. I had Shane call your home phone and your cell phone. And when you didn't answer your cell, I knew there was something really wrong. So I tried to convince him to go find you. And then the doctors ran down the hall with a guy on a stretcher. And they were calling out all of the guy's stats that would have fit you. I had Shane run after them and they pronounced the guy dead. And I was so scared. Turns out it was someone else and you were getting taken care of at a smaller hospital because you weren't too bad off."

"That's amazing. You were like connected into me through your dream," he smiled.

"Yeah, well, you know I'm weird like that," I shrugged.

"So you were worried about me?" Jeff questioned.

"Well I'm not heartless Jeff. Of course I was worried about you. No matter what happens, I'm always going to love you," I said shaking my head at him.

"I know you're not heartless, but if I had been in your position, I probably wouldn't have been so worried."

"Well, are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm alright. I had to get a few stitches. I had some gashes and bruises. But nothing too serious," he said giving me an infectious small smile. "You know me, bikes can't and won't ever keep me down."

"True. I should have told you about Shane and I."

"No, you were in the right. I shouldn't have gone off the edge like I did that day. There really was no reason for you to tell me. We broke up. We stopped speaking. It's alright, don't apologize. As long as you're happy and in love, that's great."

"I am happy. And I've always loved Shane."

"I know. That was something we couldn't get over. How in the hell did we get in that love triangle?" he laughed.

"Blame it on the fates, I guess," I replied.

"Casey, I want things to get back to the way they were when we first met. I went everything to be simple and happy and fun. I don't want this love shit to stop us from being friends."

"Jeff, that's going to be so hard. I don't know if I can forget about all that happened."

"Then here. Let's just stop. Let's start all over again," he smiled.

"Excuse me?" I asked curiously. He extended his hand and shook mine.

"Hi, I'm Jeff Hardy," he said.

"What?" I laughed.

"I'm Jeff Hardy. And you are?"

"Confused," I admitted.

"Nice to meet you Confused. That's an interesting name," he laughed.

I rolled my eyes and smiled, "No, my name is Casey Helms."

"Oh, Shane Helms' wife?"

"Yeah, we recently got married."

"That's great. Congratulations."

"Alright, Jeff, I get the point. I'm with ya," I smiled.

"Put the past aside?"

"Past? What past?"

"Good girl," he joked. "I just have one question."

"Okay, shoot."

"What the hell is goin on with Shane's hair?" he asked causing me to laugh.

"He's growing it out again. Thinks it makes him look all macho," I answered.

"No, just makes him look like a pretty boy with weird hair," Jeff laughed as we, together, walked into catering.

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"Welcome to tonite's edition of Monday nite RAW!" JR announced. "It's sure to be one hell of a nite."

"It'll be interesting to see if Stephanie McMahon has something in store for her brother and GM of Raw, Shane McMahon, tonite. They've been battling back and forth for the past few weeks now," King added.

"That's true King," JR said. "Tonite we'll have Matt Morgan versus Brock Lesnar for the Undisputed Championship. We'll see if Brock can hold onto his championship."

"That's going to be, what you would call, one hell of a slobber knocker," King said.

"And this is an excellent start to the nite. Rob Van Dam versus Chris Benoit," JR said.

"This feud has been going on for sometime now. Maybe this match will solve their problems," King said.

"And a spinning heel kick by RVD and Benoit is down," JR said. "And Benoit kicks out."

"What I want to know is what Mystic Angel has planned to get back at Randy Orton for making her lose her hardcore title to Baby," King said.

"No doubt she'll go after Baby to get her title back. I'd say she's the undisputed Hardcore champion," JR said. "And a suplex by Benoit."

"I like that sound of that. Two hot divas going one on one, hardcore," King laughed.

"And Van Dam is going up to the top rope," JR said. "Beautiful frog splash and the pin!"

"Here is your winner, ROB..VAN..DAM!!!"

"Van Dam has won another match with the help of his educated feet," JR commented.

"Shane, I want a match with Randy Orton," I demanded as I stormed into Shane's office.

"I can't do it Angel," he shook his head.

"Well why not?! You're the GM of this show, act like one!" I yelled leaning on the desk.

"Angel, he's already booked for a match against Test Thursday nite," Shane sighed.

"Well Shane, that's Thursday nite. I'm talking about tonite," I said.

"You know the rules. If he's got a match for Smackdown, he can't have one for RAW too. I'm sorry," Shane said.

"Rules were meant to be broken!"

"Not these rules," Shane said. "Look, how about I give you a match for the Hardcore title against Baby?"

"No, I want Randy," I growled.

"Alright, here, I'll sign a match for next Monday nite. You versus Randy Orton. Happy?" Shane questioned.

"Make it for his Intercontinental title, and we've got a deal," I smiled. He nodded and I walked out of the office.

"Looks like Randy may lose his title next week on RAW," JR said.

"Man what I would do to be in Randy's shoes next week," King laughed.

"I wouldn't want to be anyplace near his shoes. She's one hell of a woman," JR said.

"That's right, she is one hell of a woman..to be pinned by," King laughed.

"King, calm your hormones as this match gets underway. Edge versus his brother Christian," JR said.

The match went on, Edge coming out victorious and they went to a commercial.

"Listen Barbie doll, you ever touch my stuff again, I'll rip out your hair!" Lita threatened ripping her duffle bag out of Trish's hands.

"Keep your stuff off my bench," Trish snapped.

"I'll put my stuff where ever the hell I please!" Lita cried.

"Oh get a new wardrobe Lita," Trish scuffed as started taking things out of her own bag.

"Get a brain," Lita remarked hitting Trish in the head with her duffle bag. Trish snapped up and lunged at Lita, only to be pulled back by Sean O' Haire.

"Hey, what's goin on in here?" he asked.

"Get your greasy hands off me!" Trish demanded. Sean chuckled and let her go. "What the hell are you doing in here anyways?"

"I have a message for Lita," he said. "Damn, what's your problem?"

"All you freaks are my problem!" Trish said.

"Oh right, freaks," Lita rolled her eyes.

"Maybe you should go find a new locker room. And take Mystic Angel's crap with you too," Trish said.

"I will. But not because you want us to leave, but because if I don't, I'll kill you," Lita said.

"Oh right, what are you going to do, gang up on me with your freakish outcast friends?"

"Doesn't sound like a bad idea to me," Sean muttered.

"And you! You need to leave! This is the women's locker room. Or did you have a sex change I'm unaware of?" Trish questioned.

"Take a pill," Sean said helping Lita with her stuff before they left.

"Oh, Trish, next Monday nite, you and me for that precious women's title of yours!" Lita said before slamming the door shut behind her.

"I though Lita was going to rip Trish apart," JR remarked as Shannon started walking down the ramp.

"Trish doesn't need that kind of abuse. She's too hot," King smiled.

"I don't think Lita cares what Trish looks like. But they're not the only two people tonite to be having a falling out," JR said. "Officials just had to pull apart this young man, Shannon Moore, and his opponent Chris Jericho."

"Who cares about them?! I just want to make sure Trish is okay," King said.

"She seemed perfectly fine to me, King."

"Well of course she's fine, but if she's injured she needs someone to take care of her. Like me," King beamed as the match started.

"I'm sure Trish is unharmed," JR assured him. "And a baseball slide by Jericho. Moore is down."

The match continued, Jericho coming out on top as the winner. "What the hell is Matt Cappotelli doing out here?!" JR yelled as Matt ran down the ramp to help out Shannon, as Jericho started to attack him.

"Is that Triple H?!" King exclaimed as Randy ran down to aid Jericho.

"Folks, all hell has just broken loose, as Sean O' Haire, Lita, Victoria, and Trish have all found sides. It seems to be a war in the middle of this ring tonite!" JR yelled as they went to commercial.

"Well folks, officials broke up the fight moments after we went to commercial. If you take a look at what happened during the break, you'll notice that they seemed to have split right down the middle. With Triple H, Victoria, Trish, Chris Jericho, and apparently Christian have joined sides to go against Lita, Sean O' Haire, Matt Cappotelli, and Shannon Moore. My question is why did all this happen?" JR said.

"Puppies JR. Puppies!" King said with excitement as Trish made her way to the ring with Victoria next to her.

"Well Lita seems to be alone tonite," JR said. "And doesn't seem to be wasting any time by attacking Trish immediately as this title match gets underway." Victoria interfered not too far into the match to allow Trish to keep the title.

"Oh my God, no way," I smiled as I walked towards a figure in the hall.

"Hey Angel," he spoke softly as we embraced in a hug.

"Jeff, it's been so long," I sighed.

"I know," he nodded.

"Visiting?" I questioned.

"No, actually, I'm here to stay," he smiled at me, his green eyes sparkling under the bright fluorescent lights.

"Well, in that case, welcome back," I said laying a kiss on his lips.

"Am I dreaming?! Mystic Angel and Jeff Hardy back together again?!" King exclaimed.

"Looks that way. This will be interesting to see Jeff Hardy getting back into the swing of things. As he hasn't been here for quite sometime," JR remarked. "We'll have to see if he's rusty in anyway."

'FORFEIT!!!!

Will not be shaken,

And jump into this,

And be persuasive, just carry on.

Make my mind up, to go through this,

Or be firm and sit in silence.

I walked out and stood at the top of the ramp. A small smile on my face.

Cause I want to fight,

I want to fight,

I want to prove I'm right.

I want to fight,

I want to fight,

So turn and forfeit.'

I jumped up and pyro shot up from the stage. I mouthed "forfeit" along with my music and walked down the ramp.

'Learn from this,

Prehistoric dance and

Refrain from talking,

Solves our problems.

I slid into the ring and saluted everyone from the turnbuckles. Making sure that I had everyone's attention.

Medicated, could do some good,

Or find a way to relate,

Or just shut up.'

I took the microphone in that I held in my hand and brought it up to my mouth as the music stopped.

"I just came out here to personally tell Randy Orton that he'll be in a match with me next week, right here on RAW!" I exclaimed as the crowd cheered. "Not only that, but he'd better bring his 'A' game or he'll never be able to keep up with me and if that be the case than he should, like my song says, 'forfeit', his title to me. I plan to work him like that ass he truly is. He thinks he knows the meaning of hardcore. But he hasn't a clue what it truly means till he steps in the ring with me." Stephanie McMahon's music went off and the bitch herself walked out hold a mic of her own. She walked down the ramp and climbed into the ring, standing in front of me, she put on a false smile.

"Angel, you're looking good tonite," Stephanie complimented me.

"Cut the crap Steph. What do you want?" I asked harshly.

"Please be respectful to your employer, Mystic Angel. I know my brother lets the lot of you run a muck around here, but I'm not going to tolerate that," she snapped.

"You have no control over me, MISS McMahon." A sarcastic smile stretching across my face. "Get to the point and tell me why you decided you'd come out here and interrupt me."

"I just thought you might want to know that you have no match against Randy Orton next week for the Intercontinental title," she replied, getting a response of boos and 'bitch' chants from the crowd.

"And why's that?" I asked curiously. "Cause I saw Shane sign the match himself."

"Randy was signed to a match against Rey Mysterio for next week on Smackdown abut the same time my brother decided he'd give in to your demands," Stephanie explained.

"Then you cancel that match," I smiled.

"No, yours has been canceled. You'll have to go fight someone else," Stephanie said walking towards the ropes. "Oh, and Angel, have a good nite." I glared at her as she exited the ring and walked up the ramp, a sick smirk on her face.

"Angel can't be happy with this news," JR said. "We're going to take a quick break folks."

"Stephanie, get your big money grubbing ass out here!" Shane demanded as he stood in the middle of the ring.

"Yes big brother?" she said as she walked down the ramp with a smile on her face.

"Who the hell told you that you could sign Randy Orton to a match?!" he bellowed.

"I did," she said quickly un-phased by his yelling.

"You're going to unsign that match. And Angel will get her match signed!" Shane demanded.

"No," she smiled.

"You're a bitch, ya know that?"

"So I've been told," she smirked as the audience broke into 'bitch' chants.

"How is it, that no matter what I do, you have to show me up in some way?" he asked getting closer to her.

"It's not hard to do when I have you for a brother," she replied. He glared at her and slapped her, like she's done to him and many others time and time before.

"Well it's about time he gave her what she deserves!" King exclaimed.

"Now I don't condone the hitting of women, but even I admit that she deserved that," JR added. It wasn't long after the slap before the ring started to fill with Stephanie's supporters. "Can you believe them?! They're turning against Shane O'Mac on his own show!"

"We've got Randy, Triple H, Victoria, Trish, Jericho, and Christian out there! Why do they care what happens to her?" King laughed as they started to close in on Shane.

"If you lay one hand on me, I'll fire you all!" Shane yelled as the microphone was dropped to the mat. Fist flew and Shane was cowering in the corner. The crowd booed and I led the group out to rescue Shane.

"What the hell is this?! Mystic Angel, Lita, Shannon Moore, Sean O' Haire, Matt Cappotelli, AND JEFF HARDY!!!" JR yelled as we all slid into the ring and pulled each one of Stephanie's supporters off of Shane. It wasn't long before officials were there to pull us apart. There we all stood in the ring, it seemed as if an invisible wall was splitting the two sides. "In all my years of being an announcer, this has never happened."

"It's like Moses splitting the sea!" King added.

"Tonite, we will not have the match of Brock Lesnar and Matt Morgan," Shane glared at Stephanie, though blood trickled down his face. "Instead there will be a 12-man elimination tornado tag match."

"Yeah, the Nowhere Kids, versus.." I spoke trailing off.

"Evolution," Triple H growled as they went to a commercial.

"In every generation, there is a group of kids that seemed to grow up on the wrong side of tracks," Shane spoke over the PA.

"Not knowing who they were," Jeff said.

"Where they were going," I said.

"Why they were there," Lita said.

"The only thing they knew," Sean said.

"Was that they had each other," Shannon said.

"And you hate us, but you're the one's that made us," Matt said.

"We are the Nowhere Kids," we said in unison.

'we are the people that you hate

we are the bastards that you created

a generation with no place

a generation of all your sons and daughters'

We walked out together as a group. Shane walked slightly ahead of us.

'behind the fake family image

behind the smile of a thousand moms and dads

inside the cage that we've been given

I see an image of the future that we don't have'

"And entering the ring, led by Shane McMahon. The NOWHERE KIDS!!!" Lilian announced us as we all slid in together at each side of the ring.

'and what did you expect....a perfect child

raised by tv sets....abandoned every mile

we never get respect....never a fair trial

no one gives a shit....as long as we smile'

Stephanie and Shane stood outside of the ring as we inside of it had a stare off.

"Well, folks, you're about to witness a match to go down in history," JR said.

"It's so quiet in there. You have to wonder what's going on in their heads," King said thoughtfully.

"No arguments there," JR said as a chop was released by Triple H to Sean O' Haire. "And the match in underway. I can't believe they'd let those 4 women be in that ring with all those men!"

"I can't believe I'm not one of those men!" King laughed.

"And a Russian Leg swipe by Jeff. And Shannon Moore is eliminated by Randy Orton," JR said. "Stephanie better watch her back. Looks to me like Shane could be planning some sort of attack on his sister."

"If ya ask me, she deserves it!" King said.

"And Christian is eliminated by Angel. The teams are evened out!"

"Hold that thought JR, looks like Jericho has just eliminated Matt Cappotelli."

"It's definitely one hell of a battle. As Jeff Hardy goes up to the top rope. SWANTON BOMB!!" JR yelled. "Lita eliminates Trish and Victoria eliminates Lita."

"Look at Lita and Trish battle it out on the outside!! PUPPIES!!" King drooled.

"Jeff and Angel look to be teaming up," JR said.

"Heaven N' Hell!" Jeff and I exclaimed as we performed the move onto Randy Orton.

"Angel whips Orton into the ropes and Hardy eliminates him. And there goes Victoria, eliminated easily by Sean O' Haire. Looks like the Nowhere Kids have the upper hand here. It's quickly become a 3 on 2 match," JR said. "Halo's Twist by Mystic Angel as Sean O' Haire is knocked over the top rope by Triple H."

"2 on 2 JR!!" King exclaimed.

"And Shane McMahon starts pounding on his little sister!" JR yelled. "Double team by Hardy and Angel."

"Is this the reunion of Team Extreme?" King questioned. "And there goes Chris Jericho."

"STOP THE MATCH!!!" Stephanie squealed scrambling away from her brother. Jeff and I stopped in the middle of the ring and Triple H clotheslined me. He moved towards me to kick me while I was down, but Jeff jumped between us and pushed him back, yelling at him. Triple H just grinned as he looked down at Stephanie. "This match is over!"

"Why baby sister? You scared your team will lose?" Shane asked a grin on his face.

"Nnno, but you attacked me!! So, um, EVOLUTION wins!!!" she screamed.

"What the hell?!" Shane yelled as Jeff helped me up. "That makes NO sense!"

"Sorry Shane, that's how this match works," she smiled and started walking up the ramp with the rest of Evolution.

"Stephanie!! This isn't over!" Shane yelled as we all watched in disbelief. She turned around and waved at us.

*************

"I'm really glad you and Jeff have decided to be friends again. It was really putting a strain on our relationship," Shane smiled as we laid together on the couch watching some movie that I had lost interest in.

"Yeah, I'm sure it did," I laughed as he wrapped his arms tighter around my waist.

"How's it feel to be finally settled and moved into our home?" he asked kissing my cheek.

"Our home. I really like the sound of that," I smiled. "I love you, you know that?"

"I had a feeling," he chuckled releasing my body. He climbed over me and knelt down on the floor. "Want anything?"

"You," I replied with a small smile.

"Ah, I see, well, I'm sorry, but I'm not available," he replied. I stood up and glared at him as I placed my hands on my hips. "I'm taken by a beautiful." He paused to put his hands on my waist. "Smart." He paused again, pulling me into his body. "Sweet." Again he paused, placing a kiss on my nose. "Generous." Pausing yet again to kiss my cheek. "Girl." He kissed me deeply, putting his whole body into the kiss. We broke, moments later, and smiled at each other. "I know this is going to sound incredibly unromantic, but can we maybe have sex? Ya know, start trying tonite?"

I rolled my eyes and let out a sigh. I thought a moment before replying, "Is that all I am to you?! Am I just sex, to you?!"

"I'm going to hurt you," he growled playful.

"Promise?" I smiled.

"Kinky," he nodded, a sly smile on his face. He lifted me in his arms and I narrowed my eyebrows together. "Well, I never got to carry you over the thresh hold on our "wedding" nite, so I thought I'd do that now, since we're finally in our home." I put my hands on either side of his face and brought my mouth upon his.

"I love you!" I exclaimed as he carried me up the stairs to the bedroom.

Everything was going good. We were getting into the moment. Both of us getting hot and couldn't wait for that one specific moment. I suddenly pushed him off me and sat up quickly, moving hair out of my face. He looked at me curiously, almost hurt. I grabbed the sheet and stood, wrapping it around my body before I started pacing around the room.

"What's the matter?!" Shane exclaimed, watching me move about the room.

"I can't do this. I just can't. If you want to have sex, fine, put you're putting something on that...that...THING!" I cried pointing at him.

"What? Why? I thought we had decided to have a baby!" he said putting his hands up to his face in disbelief.

"I can't do this, I just can't. And you can't make me!" I said breaking down into tears as I dropped to the floor. He climbed out of the bed and dropped next to me, pulling my head onto his shoulder.

"What has all of a sudden changed your mind?" he asked softly, running his fingers through my hair.

"I'm not ready for a baby. I keep telling you this!" I exclaimed.

"I don't believe that. I know you keep saying that's the reason, but I don't think it is. Casey, you're one to take chances, and this is a chance. You're lying to me, so what's the real reason behind all this?"

I looked up at him and shook my head. "I'm so scared. So scared."

"Having a baby is scary, but it's also a beautiful thing."

"You didn't let me finish," I cried. "I'm scared that I'll turn out like my parents."

"Oh Case, sweetie, no. You're nothing like them. NOTHING like them. If I thought for just one second you'd turn out like them, I would have never married you. Hell, I wouldn't have asked you to marry me all those times. Angel, you'll be a great mother. You just have to take a chance."

"But what if I do end up like them. I don't think I could handle having my child hate me as much as I hate them."

"The fact that you're worrying about this makes me believe that you won't end up like them. If you didn't worry about this, maybe you would be like them. But baby, I know in my heart, that you'll be just like you are now. A generous, caring, wonderful person."

"How can you be so sure?"

"Because I love you. I have faith that you'll over come whatever flaws may have been brought done to you. I have faith that you'll be the best mother you could be. I have faith in you. And I have faith in YOU and ME as parents. As long as we're able to support each other and have a great dialogue, we'll be great. Do you trust me?"

"Of course I do."

"Then trust me on this."

"Shane," I said as he ran his thumb over my cheeks, wiping them dry of tears.

"Yeah?"

"Where'd we leave off?" I questioned. He wiggled his eyebrows and threw me over his shoulder, carrying me to the bed.

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GOOOOOOOOOO TITANS!!!!!!!!!!!!