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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?

A/N: I needed a day off. Man this sickness shit blows ass, don't ever get it, and of course by it I mean pregnant. Man I've just about had enough of the bending over the toilet blues I've been having. Now that I have said my piece, be aware that in this chapter, although Amy will not be saved in it, as I need to drag it on for just a little longer, there will be the unveiling of a key player in the murder of Matt and the kidnap of Amy Dumas Hardy. I hope that it shall be enough for all of you to take as I continue on with the story. Also look for some more flashbacks as I begin to get back on course over the next couple of chapters.

She heard Mark before she could see him. Not only could she hear him screaming as the gun shot off another round, she also could hear as he ran from the shots and broke his way into her room. The way his feet had sounded on the floor as he made his way away from the gunshots trying to keep him from her, well they sounded like the sound of freedom.

She had nothing to fear and she knew it, she was now the one running the show. Anytime she wanted to leave she could. She knew there was Kevin's partner whom she still didn't know on the other side of the door waiting for her to try and break through. Amy didn't care, she had the asshole in front of her right where she wanted, and now she also had Mark along for the ride.

The one thing she didn't know was that he was indeed there to save her. Amy had been through so much in the last few hours though, and she had to be suspicious of who else that Kevin could have working with him on this job.

"Oh are you here to kick the shit out of me too?"

Mark looked at her, and seeing the scarring around her face, and how beat to hell she looked, all he could do was smile at her. He knew that she might think the smile meant he was there to kill her, and he knew he could if he wanted too.

"You look like hell princess. If I kicked the shit out of you though, Chris would make sure my old body never worked again."

Knowing that he wasn't there to do any more damage to her then Kevin and his goon had already done, she managed to sigh a big sigh of relief. She still didn't know what Kevin was doing behind all of this or if he was really the one calling the shots, but she knew she wouldn't leave that room until she did know everything, right from the start. It had to mean something if Matt had died for the cause.

"I died to protect Jeff Amy that is all you need to know. What he told you about being jealous was all true, he feels that Jeff wronged him, especially after they were friends when we all worked for Vince in the beginning."

"I don't care Matt; I want to make this asshole pay for everything he did to our lives. You may have an easier time letting go of all of this because you are in a place of eternal peace, but I will never let this asshole get away with it, not while I am living hell on earth alone down here."

"Don't you get it yet sweetheart? I am down here fighting this with you. I can't do anything because I could ruin your life in the process but I am here with you."

"Hey Matt, shut up man, you never knew when to drop it did you?" Mark yelled from across the room, putting his two cents in so that Amy didn't have too.

"Thanks." Amy mustered, not much left in her but the need to lie down on the floor where Kevin was now out cold and take a long warm nap.

"You know me, I hate drama queens." Mark said, laughing and making his way across the room to where Amy had her foot cocked over Kevin's lifeless body, just waiting and aching for him to try and make a move.

"You mind telling me who the hell was shooting at you out there? It sounded like a war zone, and I don't mean that in some sort of RAW puns either. I am shocked you even made it out of there alive."

Mark thought about it for a minute, wondering if he would be doing the right thing letting Amy in on who the other kidnapper was. She had no ties to him, and she barely knew him from the independent days, but the last thing he wanted to do was make her go crazy on another guy. Mark needed the two men out of there and alive so he could make sure they ended up where they belonged.

"It was A.J Styles. Does that name mean anything to you?"

Amy closed her eyes for a second and tried to picture where she had heard of the name before. The realization came to her immediately and she almost wanted to faint from the shock.

"When Jeff went to work for NWA not long ago, the first person he really wrestled well against was A.J. Apparently Jeff thought a lot of him and asked him over to our house for the holidays, year before last. I never thought that guy would have something to do with this."

"I have another whopper for you. They were acting on what their boss wanted them too. Kevin is not someone to screw with, and I am surprised he even got involved in this at all. He does hate Jeff and all that he has done since getting to NWA but I didn't think he would do this. Usually like Bret all they do is bitch."

"Then who the hell is the ringleader of this?"

"Jarrett."

"You are sitting here telling me that Jeff Jarrett wanted his main contract player dead?"

Mark shook his head in an affirmative way, and then shrugged his shoulders as he realized what the next question would likely be.

"God, so Matt died because of Jeff Jarrett? Where is my brother in law now? Please tell me that he is with Chris and they are both nowhere near any of this?" she wanted to be sure that what she had heard had been false. The last thing she needed was to know that Jeff was indeed dead and Chris was fighting for his life right outside these walls.

"Chris was shot, sniper right to the chest."

"Will he make it?"

"You don't want me to tell you what I think on that Ames, not even you can take that much abuse right away."

She felt herself freeze over in fear. They were locked away in this room with a sniper wielding AJ Styles on the other side of the door, just waiting for them to make a move. On the outside of the compound, the man she was falling back in love with was lying awaiting death, and her brother in law could be even worse off.

"Jeff was fine when I left him Amy, I would have heard something if he wasn't."

"Mark, no offense, but get this asshole off his feet. We need to get the hell out of here, and whether or not AJ likes it or not, we are taking Kevin down with us if we have too."

Grabbing Kevin up and over his shoulder, securing himself so that if Kevin woke up he wouldn't do anything except feel a whole lot of pain, Mark made his way towards the door. Turning around, he took one last look at Amy and decided to say what was on his mind.

"If you both get out of this alive, don't waste any more time with the past, just get together and make the world a happier place. Make Matt's death do some good."