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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 know that this is a weekend and that means time off from other things like school, work and other things so although there isn't a review to see so far, I don't care. I want to get this story out to you and done because I am really excited about the next one. So when you all get the chance to see these chapters, stop on in and say hey, oh yeah and also have yourselves a really good weekend.

Loud; Clanging; Footsteps; Pain, he could feel them all as the heat enveloped around him. His head was full of thoughts as he tried to remember where he was and what the hell was going on around him.

Saving Amy and Mark; building blow up, gunshots; propane tank burst; dead.

It all came to him in a flurry of pictures and he realized just what he had been doing there and what the hell was now going on around them. The fire department seemed to be everywhere, trying to put names with bodies. He had been taken and put on a gurney and was now awaiting word that the woman he loved and one of his best friends had survived the massacre that had just been thrown in their face.

"We got a female victim, burns over the lower half of her body, gunshot wound to the shoulder. He heard the paramedic say to the one standing over him. He didn't know how long it had taken them to get there, but obviously through it all she hadn't died. They had said victim right? She had to be alive?

"Two male victims are on their way out as well. One looks to be about 45, the other, long haired, might be about 40 as well. Neither one of them was breathing, need to get them to the hospital before we lose the weak pulse."

Chris sat on the gurney and the reality of the situation finally sinking in. He had been shot as well, but with the help of Matt Hardy, he didn't have a mark to show for it other then the scab that was now forming where all the blood had dried. Amy hadn't had a better time. He knew one thing as he sat there, he had to know she was alive.

Grabbing the paramedic by the scruff of his shirt and pulling him down to his level he looked the poor guy in the face and allowed himself to ask the inevitable.

"The woman, was she alive when you brought her out?"

"Yes sir but hanging on by a thread."

He let the guy go then, breathed in a sigh of relief and felt himself get loaded into the ambulance. Before they could take off there was another gurney added to the ambulance with him. When Chris got a look at who was in the bed, his mind went into overdrive.

"Amy, hang on baby, we are going to be alright."

He took her limp hand in his then, not wanting to let go for dear life, knowing that if he dropped her hand now, she would lose her fight and he would lose her for good.

"I never told you this, I didn't think you needed to hear it after all that had happened with Matt, but Ames, I never stopped loving you and if you keep fighting for me and come back I will never let you be alone again. Please hear what I am saying and keep on fighting. I need you Amy; I can't do any of this without you."

"Oh dear, were things supposed to end this way?" the young angel girl asked as she watched what was going down on earth below her. She was supposed to be an angel of everlasting love, but even she couldn't change what would happen between now and forever. Someone was going to die, and she wished with all her might that it wasn't either one of those too kids.

"No, they aren't going to die, but she is going to have to do what he said. She will have to fight if she wants to make it back to him."

"So we have to leave it in the girl's hands?"

"There is nothing else we can do. If they do indeed belong together and have that everlasting bond, then she has to be the one to come back to him. I pray that we didn't make a mistake with those two. I thought for sure that Matt knew what he was doing."

The heavenly door opened then and Matt made his entrance back to heaven. He looked down at what they were seeing and he felt his body go instantly cold. He had put his wife in danger and had possible ruined her life. If Amy didn't fight to get back to Chris, then soon they would be reunited again, like the angels before him.

"Do not think that Matthew. I do know that you love the girl, but she was not yours to have for very long. She made your life what it was until you had to pass on, please let her move on as well."

Matt gulped in some air as he realized that whatever he had thought about getting her there with him had been totally wrong and that the angels before him were right. He had to let her wake up and see Chris and let her fight for their love. Not the love of a fallen partner.

"Do I have to let her go now?"

"Yes son I believe that you do. We have done what we could but now it is her time to make up her mind."

"What if she chooses death?" the woman cut in again, watching as the poor girl below her fought for her life.

"Then we must use Divine Intervention."

"Will we be allowed to take it that far?" Matt asked, knowing what the man was speaking of, and not wanting to change the course of his life. Mostly he just didn't want to have to die all over again.

"We might. Now I tell you both now to pray and never stop. If Chris and Amy are meant to be in everlasting love, they need those prayers now, and a miracle will have been performed."

"We have her hooked to the life support now and all we can do is praying that she comes out of this alive." The doctor said to his nurse before heading out of the room to talk to Chris.

Chris stood from his chair then, the ashen look across his face now gone, the fear now taking it over, not wanting to weaken in case he was about to hear the worst.

"Doc, how is she really?"

"Well Mr. Irvine, it doesn't look good, but she is on the life support system now and if she wants to come out of it on her own she will. She is going to be closely monitored to make sure she doesn't pass on. I suggest that you pray for a miracle."

"What about the other four men you pulled from the fire, how are they?" he asked because Mark and Jeff had been a part of the team to save Amy and he wanted to be sure they all came home with him at the end of this nightmare.

"Well we have three casualties, and the other man, well he is in getting checked for burns and for smoke inhalation."

"Which three men died?" Chris choked out, wondering if it was Jeff or Mark that had passed on to that other side fighting with him.

"Mark Calloway is the man that lived and you can go and see him whenever you want. I know that you want to see Ms. Hardy, but as of right now we cannot allow it until we know just how bad off she really is."

Jeff had died. He hadn't gone anywhere near the building or the effort to save Amy. He had been there trying to make sure that Chris stayed alive, and now he was here and Jeff was dead. There wasn't any justice to the world at all.

"Who were the men responsible for this? Who are the other two men dead besides Jeff Hardy?"

"AJ Styles, who seems to be someone none of you know except the deceased. Also we have a Kevin Nash, who from what Mark tells us was the main man behind all of this."

Chris slumped back into the chair in shock, not sure what to do about the way he was feeling now. He had a woman that he was in love with fighting for her life, a friend dead, longing to be joined with his brother, and two NWA wrestlers that really wanted to see Jeff dead. There was no real reason for any of it. All he knew was that he had to know what the hell happened in there and the only one alive to tell him was Mark.

"Thank you for your time Doctor. Please, when she is allowed visitors, please find me in Mr. Callaway's hospital room."

The doctor nodded his head and made his way down the hallway, leaving Chris to make a clean jog all the way to Mark's room. He needed answers and he wouldn't rest until he got them.

The silences were deadly then, until a small quiet voice broke the cloud and made everyone stop praying to see who had entered the gates.

"Well long time no see brother."

Matt turned then and came face to face with Jeff. He had known all the long that Jeff would be the one to join them, which is why he had shown himself to everyone earlier. Matt had wanted Jeff to get the idea and not fear coming to join him.

"You took long enough getting here didn't you?"

"I had to find a way to kill myself silly."

"So you knew what I was telling you?"

"I did big brother. You coming to me the way you did didn't take a brain surgeon. Thank you for the warning. When the explosion hit, I knew it was the last time I would be on earth so I made it count."

"What do you mean?"

The female angel cut in on them then, not allowing Jeff anymore time to explain. "He is the one that saved the woman from certain death. He really is the angel of eternal love. He is our child."