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Chapter 03:

Regan's POV

I shut the door behind me and walked down the stairs, baby monitor in hand. Shane was pacing around the living room looking quite flustered. Shane had arrived half an hour ago and upon seeing him, Shana had let out on of her shrillest cries. She cried and cried, her tiny face red and tear stained. I took her in my arms and swept her away upstairs and rocked her in the rocking chair. Slowly her crying became less and her eyes began to close. I placed her in her crib and grabbed the monitor. I was dying to tell Shane about my encounter.

Shane looked up at me and through his hands in the air. "Reg, I am so sorry. I don't know what it is about me. I really didn't mean to upset her like that."

"Shane, it's alright. I know you didn't mean too. Shana's just going through a phase. I'm sure someday she'll love you like she loves her daddy."

"I hope your right. I'd hate to come over for her sweet sixteen and have her scream like that."

I sat down on the sofa and pointed to the seat next to me. "Have a seat. There is something I have to tell you."

"Reg, what is it this time? You're not pregnant again are you?"

"No, I am not pregnant. I ran into someone in the parking lot the other day."

"You hit someone with your car!" Shane said as he grinned.

"No! Now will you please listen. The other day I ran into a good friend of ours in the parking lot of Titan Towers." Shane looked at me and shrugged. "I ran into Marissa."

"Marissa? You ran into Marissa. My ex-wife Marissa?"

"Yes, and she said that she wanted my help."

Shane flew off the couch. "With what!"

"Well, our conversation went something like this."

"Regan I need your help."

"You want my help. Forget it." I said fiddling with my keys.

"Regan, you are Shane's best friend. I know he'll listen to you."

"Whatever you're fishing at you can forget it. I am not helping you."

"Please Regan, he's my husband."

"He's your ex-husband. You're ex-husband! You cheated on him and you hurt him." I stuck my key in the door.

"Regan, I love him." I dropped my keys and spun around to look at her.

"What did you say?"

"I love him. I want my husband back. That's why I need your help. I need you to give him this." Marissa handed me an envelope. "Please Regan, just give this to my husband."

Shane just sat dumbfounded on the couch. "She said that?"

"Yeah, can you believe that! I mean come on!"

"Do you still have the envelope?"

"Yeah, here it is." I said retrieving the envelope from the desk drawer. "It's all yours." Shane ripped it open and began to read. "Well?"

"Nothing. Listen Reg, I'd love to stay but I have to go."

"Shane, are you okay?"

He looked at me and shrugged. "I don't know."

Jay's POV

"This was a picture of our wedding day. And this vase was a gift from my mother." Torrie said as she sat on the floor in the living room, wrapping some belongings in newspaper. I looked at my watch. I was supposed to go to Regan's tonight, but Torrie had shown up to gather some more of her things. This might be the perfect time to bring up the dreaded 'D' word.

"Torrie, I think we should talk."

"You're not going to ask me about getting a divorce are you? Because I am not signing anything."

"Torrie, we can't go on like this. It's been three months."

"It could be three years and I still wouldn't sign anything. I love you Jay."

I rubbed my eyes, why did she have to be so difficult. "Torrie please listen to me. Yes, I did love you but I love Regan now. We have a child together. I want to be with her."

"Our marriage was doomed from the start. You never even gave us a shot."

"That's not true. I stuck around for eight months."

"Wow, eight months. What do you want? The husband of the year award? Well Jay, you didn't even make it a year with me."

"Torrie, I really don't want to argue with you. Please, at least consider the divorce. You can move on with someone else and I can move on as well."

Torrie stood up and looked me in the eyes. "You moved on the minute you found out Regan was pregnant."

"That's not true."

"Yeah, sure. Jay I love you and I am not giving up on you. I'm not signing anything." She picked up her box of belongings and headed for the door. "Sorry to keep you from your mistress." Torrie slammed the door behind her. I grabbed my bag and followed. I was finally going to see the two women I loved the most, Regan and Shana.

A/N: What did the letter from Marissa say? What will Shane do? And what's in store for Regan, Jay, and Torrie. Please R&R, thanks for reading and remember as always, Rock On!

Preview for Chapter 4: Stacy hatches a plot, Regan's RAW return, and a Regan catches Jay with another woman.