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Chapter 10:

Adam's POV

"I don't know what went wrong." Jay muttered as he placed his bottle of Budweiser and took a long swig. "I just don't understand her sometimes."

"I don't know what to tell you, man. I can't believe she told you to get back together with Torrie."

"It doesn't make any sense. She just told me to go back to her and if things didn't work out I could get my divorce. What makes her think that Torrie would give me an easy divorce if I attempted to work things out." He lifted his beer back to his lips and took another long swig. Jay slammed the bottle down on the wooden countertop. "Hey, bartender, another beer please," Jay called and I noted how he slurred the word 'please'.

"Don't you think you've had enough there, buddy?"

"I'm fine. Thanks," he said to the bartender as he popped the top of his third beer.

"Hey," a soft voice said behind me. I smiled as Stacy hopped up onto the barstool next to me. "How's he doing?" she whispered.

"He's taking it pretty rough. I can't say I blame him though."

"Sometimes I don't know what goes through her head."

I glanced over at Jay who was drowning in his sorrow. "I don't know how to help him."

"Jay," Stacy said leaning across me. "How was Regan when you spoke with her earlier."

"She was upset. I found her crying, shaken. I had left Shana with Torrie for a few minutes. Apparently they had an argument. Why?"

"Now I don't want to get your hopes up, but maybe she was just upset and didn't know what she was saying."

Jay sat in silence for a few moments before lifting his bottle to his lips and downing the last of his beer. "Maybe you're right. I'll give her a few days to clear her head then I'll get to the bottom of it." He smiled a little. "Thanks Stacy! Hey I'll see ya later Adam."

"Just don't get your hopes up!" Stacy called. "I hope things work out for those two, I mean, they've been through so much."

I smiled at her. "So how are things with Chris and Jackie? Chris still isn't speaking to me."

"He told Randy that they were going to dinner tonight at some Chinese restaurant on the riverfront. I'm sorry Chris isn't talking to you."

"It's not your fault. I mean if Chris would just be honest with his feelings."

"You know what, I've had a lot of fun hanging out with you, Adam," Stacy said smiling.

"I have too." She smiled again and I could feel the breath escaping my lungs as my heart nearly stopped. "You know, maybe the reason Amy and I aren't together is because she's not who I'm meant to be with."

"I'm starting to think the same thing about Chris and I. Maybe something is keeping us apart."

"So," I said looking into her beautiful blue eyes, "where do we go from here?"

Shane's POV

"You know Regan, sometimes I just don't understand how your mind works. How could you do that?"

"Shane, I don't need to be lectured by you. You're supposed to be my best friend; you are supposed to support me. And shouldn't you be with your future wife. Did you two set a date yet."

"Don't change the subject. I am talking about you, Jay and Torrie, not myself and Trish. Why would you tell him to go back to his wife?"

"Because, I have my reasons."

I leaned back onto her bed and stared at the ceiling. "I'd like to hear them."

Regan rolled over on her side towards me. "I've never seen Torrie like I saw her last night. She was hurt and vulnerable. And for the first time, I saw the pain I have caused her."

"But you hate Torrie."

"I just can't live everyday knowing that I broke up a marriage that might have worked."

I frowned. "I seriously doubt that Regan. You and Jay would have ended up together in the end anyway."

"They were happy and because of me Jay didn't give their marriage a shot. I think maybe if he tries to work it out with her, which more than likely they won't, she'll have no choice but to sign the papers. Jay can be out of his marriage in a few months instead of…"

"Two years," I interjected.

"Yeah," Regan said quietly. "I just want Jay out of this as quickly and painlessly as possible. Those two years were hard for you. I don't want to see any of my friends go through that again."

I sighed. "As strange as this sounds Reg, I think I understand where you're coming from."

She smiled faintly at me. "I knew you'd understand, Shane. You always understand me."

I brushed my hand along her cheek. "That's what best friends do." I sat up and stood. "Now, I think you, Shana and I should join me and my lovely fiancé for some breakfast."

John's POV

I sat back in my locker room waiting to be called to tape my promo for Smackdown. I was trying to get my mind on my upcoming match and promo when Charlie Haas barged through the doors waving a magazine. "Hey John, the new RAW magazine, check it out," he said flipping the magazine over revealing it's cover. I cringed as I looked into the eyes of the woman who consumed my every thought. "Oh, sorry John. I wasn't thinking." Charlie apologized.

"It's okay, I need to learn to deal with this stuff, don't sweat it."

"I just wanted to show you the picture of Gail here. I just wish she would own up to her feelings for me." He glanced at his watch. "Hey, I have to go talk my match over with Paul London. I'll catch you later."

My eyes strayed over to the magazine lying on the bench next to me. I tried to look away but my eyes were glued to the cover…to that smile…to those eyes…Damn I still loved her. Not a day had passed since we broke up that I didn't think about her, not a night passed that I didn't dream about her. Damn I loved her.

Before I knew it I had picked up the magazine and flipped to the article entitled "The Battle for Evolution" detailing Regan and Gail's short yet tumultuous relationship. A giant poster of Gail and Regan fell out and I picked it up. Gail and Regan were posed next to a makeshift Evolution car grill rather scantily clad. My eyes couldn't help but wonder up and down her body. I laughed to myself because the whole time I was with Regan she was pregnant and had a rather large belly. Damn did she look good for just having a baby a few months ago.

Shana. I had only seen her once a few weeks back when I ran into Torrie in New York City after a Raw taping. When I looked into that little girl's eyes it hurt because for months I had resolved myself to the fact that I was going to be a father figure for her. I was going to feed her bottles and change her diapers. I was going to sing her a little rap lullaby and tuck her in. Regan, Shana and I were going to be a family. I felt a tear fall down my cheek and wiped it away. You can't do this to yourself, Cena. Get over it. You have to get over her.

I tossed the magazine back on the bench and walked out of the locker room to find out when Teddy Long wanted to tape my promo when I heard voice coming from one locker room. "Yeah, Amy told me that she broke it off. She wants him to go back to Torrie," Matt Hardy's voice said.

"You got to be kidding me, man," Rey Mysterio said.

"I swear Regan and Jay are through."

My heart stopped. Through. Jay and Regan. Maybe all wasn't lost yet. Maybe Regan and I still had a chance.

A/N: Oh, more controversy. Thanks for all your reviews, keep them coming. Rock on!