Two months after the Royal Rumble and that fateful drunken night that got Adam and Chris back together…

Standing in front of my hotel room mirror I watch my reflection frown back at me and wonder about tonight. Wrestlmania 21. And my big chance to win a contract for a number one contender match. Can I do it? I think.

"You can do it, Adam." Chris whispers in my ear, his refection looking at me, a light in his eyes telling me he truly believes it.

"But we are fighting one another. I hope at least one of us is the winner, but…"

"Hey, Adam, listen. I have already been the champion, and yeah, I wan to again. But as far as I am concerned, tonight is about you. And there will be six of us in that ring remember. Chances are we won't really be fighting each other that much." He places a light kiss on my cheek, another on my neck. "And Kane will be out there. I intend to keep him busy. You just concentrate on what you have to do."

I smile at Chris's reflection. Turning, I wrap my arms around him and draw him to me. "Thank you." I kiss him, feeling his warmth and strength. I feel useless and weak against him. I haven't been this nervous for a pay per view in I don't know how long. But when Chris hugs me back, and places another kiss on my forehead, I feel a little stronger.

Later, in the arena, Chris and I are preparing for the six man money-in-the-bank-ladder-match. Jay comes in and wished us luck, giving me a little smirk at the way Chris is rubbing my shoulders, trying to loosen me up. He thinks it's cute, I suppose. Just wait till I win tonight!

Finally we are called to get ready…. Off we go to the ring. Kane's big entrance and the match is on! Up and down, around the ring, a ladder in the gut here, a punch and kick there. It is the end now, I can feel it… I am climbing up; I feel thousands of eyes on me, fans cheering me on. And secretly I know Chris is cheering me on too. The briefcase is in my hands, it is mine! I won! I won! Oh my god, I actually won!

Backstage now, and people are congratulating me, shaking my hands, patting me on the back… I'm in a daze, and there, in the dressing room, is Chris, grinning from ear to ear. "You did it Adam! I knew you would. Congratulations, you earned this, Baby!" Chris's arms are around me, his mouth on mine. I hear the door open and shut. Likely Jay coming to say congratulations too. Wise Jay always knows when to back out I think to myself, enjoying Chris's attentions.

"Chris. Let's go back to the hotel now." I say, looking him in the eyes. It's been two months since we've been back together emotionally, but so far our physical relationship has remained limited. Chris pulls back and looks in my eyes.

"Really? You don't wanna stay and watch the rest of the show? And what about the party afterwards. You definitely have a reason to celebrate tonight."

"Yes. Come back to the hotel with me, at least for a bit. We can come out for the party after ok?" Nodding, he turns to change out of his ring gear, picking up the pace as he sees me hurry through the motions. Out to the parking lot and into our rental car. Through the crowded streets of Los Angeles to our hotel, I park and jump out, fairly dragging Chris into the hotel and up to the 14th floor. We reach room 416 and fairly drive the key through the lock, pushing Chris into the room and slamming the door behind me.

I stand in front of Chris, his wondering eyes on me, the bed on the left of us. Moving forward, I take Chris's shoulders in my hands and pull him too me. I bury my face in his neck and hold him closer. I feel his arms wrap around me, his fingers moving my hair, tangled from the match, away from my face. "Adam, what is it?" He whispers to me. "You can tell me. Aren't you happy?" Taking a breath, I back up and release him from my Kung foo like grip.

"I am so happy. Chris. Too happy! I didn't really truly believe I'd win… and then with your support I did. And I am so happy I got drunk two months ago and went up to you and… asked you to stay that night. And that you were so good… so nice and so… I don't know" I take another break. "Chris, I love you. And tonight, after winning that contract, I want to… to show you. Let me show you."

Chris's eyes are wide right now, looking me over. A smile comes to his lips, and his hands creep into mine. "There is nothing I want more right now, Adam." "He licks his lower lip and takes a breath himself. "I love you too."

Together we move to the bed, sit on it, move to lie together in the middle of the bed. Chris's hands are on my face, my neck, chest, my hips. He slides his hands under my shirt and lifts it over my head. I do the same for him. Moving quickly, we are soon unrobed and slipping under the covers, turning towards one another to glimpse what remember from before. My arms slide around Chris and pull him to me, my lips falling over his, devouring each kiss he offers me. Oh, it's wonderful, more wonderful than I ever imagined or even remembered.