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Summary: Amy is distraught upon receiving a call learning of her husband, Matt Hardy's death. When a new man senses her sorrow and steps in to save her, will it be to late? Or can she find real lasting love again?

Additional Information: This is the second story in the series Love United. It follows after the Trish and Shawn love story.

A/N1: Sorry for the lack of updates on this story over the weekend. It seems the powers that be decided I needed a break and they made me get some sort of stomach flu, which if any of you have had it, you know you pretty much live in bed and your bathroom on your knees. Now that I have totally gone and grossed you out, I am here to tell you that this chapter shall be a song chapter and the song will be told at the end of the chapter.

Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Love Me All The Time
Maybe I'm Afraid Of The Way I Love You
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Pulled Me Out Of Time
And Hung Me On A Line
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way I Really Need You

He looked casually at his watch, not wanting her to see him doing it, for fear she would find out that he was at the end of his rope. They had arrived at dinner over an hour ago, and now, with the way things seemed to be going, they would be there when the people who owned and ran the place put the chairs on the tables at the end of the night. He looked up slowly, taking in the view of the woman before him. He had so many things running through his mind and he just didn't know if it was appropriate to say them.

Face it Irvine, you have a gorgeous woman sitting across from you, at a candlelit table for two, and you can't get the nerve up to ask her about the old times. Man, do you have it bad or what?

Immediately he knew it wasn't his voice, but that of their constant companion, Matthew Moore Hardy. He had to admit that he was glad that Amy wasn't having an illusion where Matt was concerned, and was glad that he was trusted enough to hear him talk, but he also had to admit that Hardy had become a pain in the ass in only a couple of weeks time. Don't dead people make peace with how they died and move on? He thought to himself, afraid again to even mention it to Amy.

You wish pal. I wouldn't normally want to stick around to see my wife move on with her life, but hell, I don't have a choice.

Not realizing what he was doing, he spoke aloud. "What do you mean you don't have a choice but to stick around?"

She looked up from her lap then, turning to face him, her face turning an ashen red. Had he known what had been running through her mind just a few seconds before? Or was he thinking the same thing? That it was too damn soon to be going out to dinner with someone new.

Maybe I'm A Girl and Maybe I'm A Lonely Girl
who's In The Middle Of Something
That She Doesn't Really Understand

"I didn't say that Chris."

"I know you didn't. I was talking to Matt. It seems as much as he wanted us to do this tonight, he had to make sure he tagged along."

There is still danger where my death is concerned. I have to be here to make sure that what happened to me doesn't happen to the two of you before the time has come.

"Must you be so damn cryptic man? I mean seriously, there is no one here that is going to make a scene tonight."

That's what you think.

"What the hell is he saying Chris? I can't seem to hear him." The minute she said it she knew what it must have looked like the first night Chris had shown up to support her through all of it. She had been going off on Matt and was almost threatening him with the doghouse. Chris must have thought she was losing her ever loving mind.

"He is giving me shit that I don't really need right now."

For the first time in their marriage, Amy stood to her feet and tried to put a place to where Matt could be then. What came next almost made Chris fall off his chair.

"Fuck Off Matt. Do you hear me Hardy? You wanted this damn dinner so badly, and then leave us the hell alone."

"Wow Amy, I didn't think you had it in you. What would you mother say about that mouth?" he laughed then, knowing how insane this all must be for her. She didn't want to let go of Matt, but knew that if he wasn't there with her every second, she would eventually do it on her own timetable. As it seemed now though, he just wouldn't leave them alone.

"Well, is the rat bastard saying anything else that I need to know about?" she asked, the anger clear in her face as she took her place back at the table again, a smile creeping onto her face that could not be stopped.

"No, I think you done set the man straight princess. So how about we get the heck out of here and I take you back home?"

Chris stood from his chair, throwing down some bills rather quickly on the table as he saw the look in her eye as she stood again. It had been a smart idea to try and get her out of the house, but what had happened when she finally got out was something he didn't want to repeat again. He was also sure she didn't want to repeat it either.

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe You're The Only Man
Who Could Ever Help Me
Baby Won't You Help Me Understand

It was silent again in the car on the way back to the house. Neither one wanted to talk about what had happened at the restaurant, even though they needed too.

"He told me there could still be danger Amy. I thought maybe he was kidding, but the more I think about the way he died, the more it makes me wonder if he isn't just telling the truth and is sticking around to make sure you pull through."

She thought about what he said, and knew he was right. When it came to his brother, it could have been drugs, or getting around the wrong music industry people. Jeff had a way of sometimes getting into a bit of trouble. This time though, it ended with Matt dead and a clear and present danger to still get through.

"Will you stay with me tonight Chris?" she asked, her voice just a whisper, soft and breezy as the wind.

Maybe I'm A Girl and Maybe I'm A Lonely Girl
who's In The Middle Of Something
That She Doesn't Really Understand

"You know you don't even have to ask me that Amy. I came here to take care of you, to keep you safe. There is no way I am leaving you now."

She let the tear fall then, one of many that Chris had seen before. She was worried and it was written all over her face. The one man that she had chosen to marry and give her heart too was gone, and she knew that it was only a matter of time before Chris took her heart again. She was also smart enough to know that this time it would be for keeps. The last thing she wanted to do was tell him and risk losing him too.

They pulled up in front of the house, pulling slowly into the driveway, not wanting to let the moment slide. As soon as they entered the dark house, things would go back to normal and she would begin mourning for the man that not only an hour ago she had sworn at. The more she looked at the house, the more she wished that things could be different.

"Do you ever wish you could go back and do it all over again differently?"

The question took him off guard, but he had to know that it would come sooner or later. They had a past, a very tough one, and one that couldn't be ignored. Especially not with what was happening now.

"No, I think the way everything happened was the way it needed to happen. Why do you?"

Amy thought about it a minute before answering, taking the time to take in the blue of his eyes and the way his hair hung around his shoulders. He really was a sight for sore eyes, and the more she sat there and watched him, she knew she would go back and do it all over again, but not differently, for she loved Matt with everything in her. She would go back and do it all the same, except this time; she would tell Chris that she hadn't stopped caring about him.

Maybe I'm A Girl And Maybe You're The Only Man
Who Could Ever Help Me
Baby Won't You Help Me Understand

"No, I would keep it the same. Matt taught me a lot about love."

He remained silent then, not knowing the right way to answer. He had always figured long ago that he had been the one to teach her love, considering he had loved her since the moment he laid eyes on her. Chris realized then that he was being stupid and jealous. She had fallen in love with Matt and it was totally different then what he felt for her. Maybe they just hadn't been meant to be together after all.

"The only thing that you don't know, and that I have been so scared to tell you was that even though Matt taught me a lot about love, you taught me what it meant to be really in love and I will always be grateful for that."

She walked from the car then, and as he watched her go, a tear slowly fell from his eye, one that couldn't be helped. Chris wasn't a man to cry but she had just read his mind, and most of all given him the one thing he had so desperately needed. Amy Dumas had given him hope of things to come.

Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You're With Me All The Time
Maybe I'm Afraid Of The Way I Leave You
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way You Help Me Sing My Song
Right Me When I'm Wrong
Maybe I'm Amazed At The Way I Really Need You

A/N2: Very emotional chapter for me to write, but a good on to come back on, longer one anyway. The song is called I'm Amazed and it is by Jem. For those of you that wonder where I got the song, it was in the season one finale of the show The OC. I thought that you might find it appropriate for where I was taking this chapter.