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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: Thank you for the reviews on the last chapter and all of those before it if I haven't said it enough. It means the world to me that all of you do take the time to review me. I will be forever grateful to all of you for that. For Kristin, who emailed me her thoughts on my stories in the Love United Series, well again the same speech follows. I very rarely get reviewed at my email address so thank you very much for taking the time out to do it. It means the world to me. I hope I can continue to please you and all the others with the rest of this story and the ones that follow. For those of you that do review me or read me on a daily basis, I want to make you all aware that Love United will not go to three stories, it will go more then three. I think making people fall in love is the most precious thing in the world and in the wrestling ring it even works that much better. So stick with me and you will get the chance to see people fall in love, for years to come.

"Hey is it humanly possible to get some water around here? I mean you don't want me dead before my time now do you?" she screamed loud enough for the two hit men to hear through the door. She had been locked in this room for what felt like days with no end but she knew it had only been about six hours or so.

The phone chirped then, and putting her hand in her pants she grabbed it and held it in place. The guy from earlier was going to come in and give her water any second, and she had to be sure he didn't think she had her phone on her this whole time. It wasn't her fault that theses kidnappers or killers were too stupid to check for that sort of thing. It had been the one thing she had taken the time to grab before she was knocked out.

The door opened then, sending a loud creaking noise throughout the entire dark room. He handed her the water and with one hand grabbed it from him swishing the water around in the glass and almost spilling it.

"Why do you have your hand in your pants?" the guy questioned, throwing her a sideways glance, obviously trying to figure out what she was doing.

"I was hoping I was going to be left alone long enough to deal with a little problem." Amy replied coldly, letting her eyes roll down to where her hand sat, holding the phone but looking like she was holding something more private.

"Well you could have warned me that's what you wanted to do. I will make sure you won't be disturbed. We are going to be in contact with Chris Irvine and Jeff Hardy in the next little while though. So be prepared to move."

He left the room then, with no more conversation and as he reached the door, Amy could have sworn that he winked at her before heading around the corner. Well if he wanted to believe she was really going to touch herself in this dark hell hole then he could keep on dreaming. She grabbed the phone then and watched as the GPS tracked her location. No one other then Matt had known about the phone, which meant he was on his way.

Come on Matt; get me the hell out of here before I join you.

"You won't be joining me Amy, and it isn't me that is tracking you. Chris is on his way there now."

Since he seemed to be attuned to hearing her thoughts as well as her words, she decided to save her kidnappers the trouble of hearing her talk out loud to the air again.

Well if it isn't my time then what the hell am I doing here? They want Jeff and when they get him it means that I am as good as dead as well.

"Chris won't let that happen Ames and you know it. I already explained it all to him. I can't help him any more then I have or I will disturb the order of things. He will find you, and when he does, I wish you would get off your high horse and take him into your heart."

What makes you think he ever left?

"He didn't, but the sooner you admit that to his face the better off we will all be. I can't stay here forever you know."

Yeah don't remind me, you never did stay around much did you? All you cared about was your wrestling and making sure you did it right. Why did you marry me again Matt? Was it love or was it stealing something away from the real man that loved me?

Amy looked up and felt the room move, realizing that Matt had just shrugged her off. She knew she shouldn't have gone as far as she had, but what else was she supposed to do being locked away like a prisoner and then left alone by the one man she had put her whole heart into.

The door opened then with a loud bang, the door itself almost falling off its wooden hinges. She looked up immediately and saw the one man that was behind all of what was happening to her and who had called Matt to die. She opened her mouth to scream but as she did, she felt the brunt of the pipe hit her on the back of the head and within minutes she was lying on the floor, in total darkness with only his sick and twisted face to envision.

He was close to her; he could just feel it in his bones as he drove down the interstate, following the GPS. He pulled off at the street she was being held on and he was hit with a bunch of abandoned old buildings. It looked like this street, which had made a lot of business back in the old days, hadn't been doing much as of late.

"She could be anywhere in any of these. Thank God I have the GPS."

As soon as he said the words, he watched her cell phone fade off the radar, leaving him wondering what had happened. It was then that Matt made his presence in his car known, almost making him drive off the road into a ditch.

"They just knocked her out and took the cell phone man. She is one of those buildings in the back but in this darkness I can't tell."

"What do you mean you can't feel her? Didn't anyone ever tell you not to jump into someone's car and start talking? You freaked the hell out of me man."

"Sorry. I have a connection with Amy and when she was awake I could follow her to where she was but I left her when they hit her and now I can't pick up on her again."

Chris felt his whole body go cold at that moment and turned to where he thought Matt was sitting in the front passenger seat of the car. If Matt couldn't feel her anymore and he could when she was awake and alive, then it only meant two things, she was out cold and not breathing, or she was worse. The longer they took the more dead she would get.

"She is not dead Chris. They don't want her, and I told you how she dies man."

"I'm sorry if I don't believe you Matt, not a lot of the things you do are above board if you get what I mean."

"Not this again, I didn't steal her from you, she walked away."

"But she had a little bit of help didn't she Hardy? Now she is out there because of you alone, probably fighting for her life. I never even got the chance to come out and tell her I really loved her. I don't know if I ever will now."

"She is not dead and if you keep thinking that way then you will change the way life turns out for you and for her. Don't think that way, and in the next few minutes, hours you will find her. I will tell you if she wakes and I pick her up again. I didn't mean for any of this to happen."

Chris didn't trust Matt, no after all of the things that had happened between them over the years where Amy was concerned, but as he sat there and listened to Matt trying to talk some sense into him, he realized it wasn't his fault, and that he was right. The more Chris sat there and presumed that Amy would die before he could tell her he loved her, the more of a chance that fate would change hands and he would have to watch her die."

"Where is my brother? It is him they want in all of this don't you see?"

"He is in the car behind me with Beth, she insisted she come along. It seems that everyone wants to help."

"Did you ever get a hold of Mark?"

"Two cars behind me, apparently Jeff called him for me and took care of getting him out here. God it has been over seven hours since they took her and I don't think I am any closer to finding which one of these buildings she is hiding in."

He felt Matt's arms on the steering wheel then, guiding the car along for him, obviously sensing that he wasn't all that well to drive and find her.

"I can still drive, so why don't you get out and start looking and I will drive around and see what I can pick up with my senses."

As Chris got out of the car Matt turned his head and heard the gunshots. Before he had a second to warn him, Chris was taken down on the ground, the other cars were moving in around them and Jeff and Mark jumping out.

He hadn't taken the chance of coming out to his brother but he knew that if they wanted to save Chris and Amy that he had to do whatever it took, no matter how much he liked it.

"Jeff, he has been shot. We must be close. They are getting worried."

Jeff looked up then and in the light from the building parking lot, he saw a frame he hadn't seen for weeks. There in the illuminating light, was his long dead brother Matt, and he was looking more alive then ever.