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/N: After a couple of days of Christmas Bliss, and getting what I wanted to get ( and not it wasn't something you could buy), I decided to come back stronger then ever and get another chapter put out on this. I hope you guys are enjoying the holiday season and if you live anywhere you can get snow at, enjoy the cold ass weather too! LOL Seriously, I hope your holidays were good and well off to the races we go! I decided to shake off some of the drama and get down to some good old time fun. Jordy, thank you for reviewing the Trish love story and saying your piece. I am glad that I could help you out. I know an asshole from one hundred paces and I thought I would share it with you.

He opened the door, fully aware of how he must look to whoever was on the other side. His lips turned into a grin when he realized that it was Trish on the other side and he had nothing to worry about. He took a look down and realized that he had better get more clothes on before Amy saw how happy he was to be woken up that early in the morning. Trish he knew how to handle, but Amy? What the hell would she think if she saw it?

"Don't worry; I've already seen it remember Chris?" Trish said pushing her way into the house and throwing herself down on the couch that he was getting ready to sleep on again.

"From what I remember you loved it too Trish." He said plopping down beside her, hoping she would tell him what the hell she was doing at the house this early for. He also wanted to get the mental image of him and Trish out of his mind. When Amy had casually dumped him aside those years ago, he had taken every woman he could until he finally married one of them.

"I remember you having small hands, small feet and small----

"Trish this is a surprise! What brings you out here this early in the morning?" Amy asked, cutting Trish off at the pass before she said something that would surely become her death.

Trish, standing to her feet and forgetting that Chris was in the room ran over to her friend and threw her arms around her. It had been a couple days since Matt's funeral and she wanted to make sure that having Chris so close wasn't putting any pressure on her.

"I came by to take you out for a girls shopping trip. There is only two days until New Years, and I don't know about you, but I need to get wasted this year!"

Chris turned his head in Trish's direction and came dead centre with the look that appeared on Amy's face. Everyone knew that it had been one hell of a year for Trish. She had been driven off the road and had been in a coma for months. Everyone also knew that she was now happily married to Shawn and they had a pretty baby girl to add to the two children Shawn had from his previous marriage. So what the hell did she have to drink about now?

"What the hell do you have to drink about? This is Emma's first New Year with her parents." Amy stated, before grabbing her keys to the truck and her jacket. If they were going to go out, she might as well get something for Chris. She knew that he told her on Christmas day that he didn't want anything, but she felt like now that she should do something. He was putting his career on hold to baby sit her, and Matt seemed to love having him around a little too much.

"Shawn wants beer. He also said something to me about watching football or some sort of business on ESPN before going back to the ring in a few weeks but I don't know about that."

Chris smiled, knowing what a huge fan of football that Shawn had become since the hockey season had gone to hell all over the world. He would have loved to watch a game with Shawn. It had been a long time since they had seen each other, other then the funeral.

"Okay I'm ready to go; you don't mind do you Chris?" Amy asked wanting to make sure that leaving him alone with the ghost of Matt was going to be okay and not leave some unneeded blood shed.

'Yeah, I am going to go down and see how Jeff is doing in his Bat Cave. You two go have fun but don't start drinking until you get back here."

Amy walked out the door with Trish dragging her along the path. She wanted to get out of the house eventually, but she wasn't sure now was the right time. She didn't want to leave Chris alone like she had so many years ago.

"Stop thinking about him, he will be alright until we get back. Plus, how long has it been since we got to shop together?"

Getting into the car she let the feelings of the past and the worry of the present fade from her mind. She had just the right gift in mind for Chris and if that didn't make him come around all the way to her again, then she didn't know what would.

They had been shopping for hours, when they finally came upon a store that Amy knew would give her what she really wanted. She nudged Trish in the arm and dragged her toward the store, which Trish seemed to want no part of.

"I get enough of the ESPN Classics at home thank you very much. I am going to get an ice cream in the food court. Come and get me when you get enough of the slumming in the sporting department.

Trish didn't want to say it out loud, but she had to admit that she saw Amy as a total tomboy and not as the woman that the men in her life seemed to see her as. Chris was in love with her, and always had been, which is why they hadn't worked out, and Matt had been like a love sick kid around her. Shawn had told her that at one point he had found Amy attractive. Something she was more then happy he had gotten over.

"Do you happen to sell old hockey sticks?" Amy asked, walking up to the young woman with the freakishly orange hair behind the counter.

"How old are we talking here lady? As old as you are or older?"

Amy hadn't seen that one coming and felt like using her wrestling skills to jump across the counter and slam the young girl. Since when was 29 old?

"No you nitwit, I mean do you sell sticks that were signed by any of the NHL greats?"

The girl rolled her pierced eyebrows at her, again urging her silently to jump across and kick some ass, but Amy took a breath and kept her cool.

"We have one signed by Wayne Gretzky when he was rookie? It is worth a lot of money though. I am sure you wouldn't be able to afford it."

It was now her turn to roll her eyes at the girl. "Would you just get the stupid stick and let me know how much I owe you?"

The girl left the room and went to the back for no more then five minutes. When she returned, she had dust on her clothes and it looked as if she had been taken in the back for a ride that she wasn't expecting.

"That'll be $1500 bucks lady."

Amy pulled out her credit card and the young girl rang up the purchase. Amy took a look at the stick as she did it, and realized that there could be nothing more personal then this for a guy like Chris.

"Please come again." The girl managed to spit out as Amy grabbed the receipt and left the store. It took everything in her not to go back and give that girl something to really be pissed off about. Who ever heard about getting accosted in the backroom by your boyfriend with a $1500 dollar stick in your hand?

"Phase one is complete." Matt said, watching his wife as she made her way from the store and out of the mall with her best friend Trish. Matt knew from being here that Trish was the best person to have on his side at a time like this. When the world was about to see sparks of love again. No one knew better the power of love then Trish and Shawn. He was glad that he had talked her into it.

"They had both admitted to themselves that they love each other?" the young woman asked, standing beside Matt on the gold rimmed cloud, the blueness of the sky trapping them in what looked like a beautiful painting.

"Not yet, but they do admit that what happened four years ago was wrong and Amy had done her part to make amends."

"Then now we must wait for Chris to make his move of acceptance. He already has hope that he can make her come around. When he sees what she has done for him, it will only be a matter of time before the worlds and the heavens align again."

Matt nodded his head and watched as Amy took off in the car with Trish, the gift of love wrapped tightly in her hand. Without realizing it, he felt a tear fall, and realized that as much as he wanted this to happen, he really missed being the one it was happening too.