Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to any superstars in the WWE and anything placed in this story that relates to real life, is completely coincidental.

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: I am very pleased that the song chapter went over so well. I cried when it was used on my favorite show, and then I cried again when listening to it and writing that chapter. I happen to want to tell you how I write these stories, the love stories. I sit here, playing the list of romantic music, and just put my hands on a keyboard and fly by the seat of my pants. This is why I can do some real hum dingers sometimes that allow me to steal heartstrings. Now that I have said my piece, I wish you wish all of you a happy holiday season, and a wonderful new year, drink up me hearties, drink up! There will be one more update before scrooge, I mean I, head out to celebrate with the in laws and then my family, but I will return to action on the 26th of the month with more heart wrenching drama. I do thank you for the support and you all will be with me this coming holiday.

He couldn't sleep, it was just no use trying. They had been home over six hours now, and here he sat, with the tube on as background noise, and thinking about what the hell he was going to do next. It was hard for him to keep his mind on track these days, especially after Amy had given him hope that things could work out in the end. He couldn't help remembering how things were four years ago, before she married Matt, andwhen she gave up on Chris's love.
Flashback – Four Years Prior Christmastime

"I just can't take it anymore!" she screamed, throwing the decorations to the ground in anger. "I don't see why I still have to do all of this when I am 25 years old. I mean it isn't like I have a slew of kids to make dinner for."

He looked up from the car magazine he had bought before coming over. She had been yelling for the past two hours about what a waste this Christmas was going to be. Chris had been aware of the fight she went through with her mother when she got married for the third time and he knew that part of her wished it hadn't happened so she could be in Richmond again for the holidays.

"Well you don't really need a tree do you?" he asked watching her as she tried to choke the lights just a little harder around the tree. Chris had been in some tough spots with women before and he had to admit he was glad he wasn't the tree right now. She was killing the damn thing.

"What the hell would you know? You have Canada to look forward too. I bet you have tons of snow around you and lights inside and outside of the house. Of course I need this stupid tree."

He was confused and he was pretty sure she knew it. How couldn't she? When she had just complained, not more then two seconds before that she was too old for this sort of thing.

"Why don't you go and make us some hot chocolate and I will fix what is left of this poor thing alright?" he asked, wanting to forget the comment of Christmas in Canada. He had already told his family he wouldn't be coming back this year, due to wanting to brighten up his girlfriends Christmas.

He watched the smile come over her then, and she ran over to where he sat and bent over and placed a kiss on his forehead. The more she thought about her time in the WWE, the best thing she had encountered thus far had to have been Chris. He had asked her out almost as soon as she came under contract, and now, six months later, they were tighter then ever. She couldn't imagine not having him around with her this holiday season.

"So when do you have to leave to get your flight back to Calgary?" she asked casually, wishing that he would tell her he wasn't going and wanted to be with her. It would really restore some of her hope in the holiday.

Chris watched her with bated breath. When he had made the decision to not go back home, he had thought it had been the best thing for everyone, but now he wondered if maybe she didn't want him to go.

"Didn't I tell you? I figured since you were all alone that I could stay here with you."

The smile that broke through on her face then almost lit the Christmas tree on its own. He had seen her smile before, and it was one of the things he was in love with, but this smile now was what he had wanted all his life.

"You don't have to do that Chris. I know how close you and your family are and I wouldn't want to ruin the holidays."

"You wouldn't be ruining anything. If you haven't remembered, you aren't the only one that doesn't have a reason to celebrate, at least not until the New Year."

"So you are serious about staying here?" she asked, her eyes still lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.

He had to admit he had never seen Amy as the kind of person that would try and make a home in Carolina, but here she was, and she seemed like it was the best thing for her. He honestly had wanted to go home when he had the opportunity too, but knew she wouldn't want to leave her house, or her dog, not after just moving there less then six months beforehand. He knew if she didn't want him there then he wouldn't stay, but he was really hoping they could make memories together this year.

"I am dead serious. I called my mother a week ago, and well I got yelled at. I can deal with all of this though, as long as we get to make our lives together."

The door knocked then breaking them from the conversation about the holidays. Amy flew from her place behind the couch and immediately ran to the door. Chris knew before she opened it who was on the other side and he wasn't sure how happy he was about it.

"Oh Matt, what a surprise!" she said, throwing her arms around him in a huge hug, warming the two of them up. "Come in before you catch your death out there."

He stepped in and when he saw Chris lounging on the couch, he knew he had made a huge mistake. He had come over to invite Amy to Christmas dinner with his family the next day and well seeing Chris the way he was, made him wonder if he hadn't overstepped his bounds. Was it possible they were spending their first holiday as a couple together?

"Hey man, come on in and get warm. The fire is a dream." Chris shouted, motioning for the two of them to get into the living room more so he could keep an eye on things then for the fire.

"So what brings you by Matt? I mean you know I love when you pop by to check up on me when Chris is doing a show but I figure you must have a reason now, what with the mandatory holiday for the WWE."

Matt cleared his throat and willed himself to speak. "Actually, since I knew that Chris was going home for Christmas, I thought that you could come over to the Hardy house and have a real turkey dinner. What with what happened with your mother and all."

Now Chris was intrigued. He had known that Matt had been the one to help Amy get this house in the middle of Carolina, closer to him then where Chris lived in Canada. But when did they start telling each other their secrets? He wasn't sure how to take it so he just kept his mouth shut.

"Oh that sounds wonderful. Of course I will come spend the holidays with you." Amy almost shouted out. She wanted Chris to be with her, but she knew how much his family meant to him and didn't want to ruin the holiday, despite what he had already told her.

"Well then I guess I will let you two alone and get back to Dad and Jeff. Can't wait to see you there Amy. Take care Chris, and Merry Christmas." Matt said the smirk on his face hard to hide as he slipped his way out of the house.

"Merry Christmas to you too asshole." Chris replied in anger, not realizing he had said it out loud until he caught the look from Amy at the door.

"What the hell was that about Chris? He was just being nice. You would think that with the lives we live, you could do the same damn thing."

"Not when the woman I love just blew me off to be with Matt Hardy I don't have too. Didn't you hear me tell you that I wanted to be with you this year? What the hell are you doing Amy?"

She clammed up then, realizing that he didn't see it the way she had when she had said yes to Matt.

"Listen, you need to be with your family. Since I can't be with mine, going to Matt's and having a family setting will be wonderful. Why can't you just go see your family and know that I am being taken care of?"

"I don't like that kind of taking care of Amy. I can't believe you blew me off to be with Matt. Is there something I need to know about here?"

Her face turned then, not to the happy one he had just witnessed before the interruption, but one of pure hurt and anger. The last thing that he wanted to do was make her angry or have her think he was jealous, even if he really was.

"Get the hell out of here Chris, and I mean right now. I had your best interests at heart and you just accuse me of basically sleeping with Matt? I can't believe you and I really can't be around you right now."

"Amy come on, you have to admit that it looks weird."

"Get out Chris. I am not having a relationship with Matt Hardy. I am in love with you but until you can understand that Matt is my best friend, then I don't think we have anything to talk about."

He left the house then, slamming the door behind him in some sort of revenge for what she had just said to him. Standing on the outside of the door, he took a breath and exhaled, the cold air turning to steam before his very eyes.

'Why do I get the feeling that I just royally blew things out of proportion and this is going to be the last time I get to kiss her?' he asked himself before walking away, not knowing that when he returned, Amy would have moved on with her life, with Matt Hardy as the main romantic lead.

He immediately woke from the sleep and the dream he had been having. He instantly remembered that Christmas four years before, and knew that he had been right the entire time. He had gone to Calgary anyway and when he returned to talk to her in January she had been curled up with Matt, safe in his arms never to leave again.

"Well man, you took her from me once, and now with her coming around, I will not let you take her again."

The voice came instantly, almost putting his heart at ease in just a few words. "I have no intention of taking her back again. She's all yours now Chris, just the way the angels planned it."