Chapter 11: Hold Me Now

As Amy paced in her room waiting for Adam, she thought about the last few months. Was it all worth it she wandered to herself? Shane made her feel like a piece of meat, was it all worth it? The question kept coming back.

As soon as Amy heard someone at the door, she knew it was Adam. Her question would soon be answered, as finally things had come full circle.

"Amy baby, you okay?" Adam asked as soon as he saw her face.

It was obvious Amy had been crying. Her mascara was smeared just a little bit, but Adam had a tendancy to notice these things. Especially when it came to Amy. He had seen it many times before when she was with Matt. It wasn't that Matt was a bad guy, at least not as far as being a friend goes, but when Matt and Amy were together, there was always a lot of tension. Adam could tell that Amy wasn't happy and the relationship was slipping apart no matter how desperately Matt tried to keep it together. Amy just seemed to almost intentionally hang out with Adam more when Matt wasn't around. In Amy's mind, Adam was more carefree than Matt, not so intense all the time. He didn't carry around all the insecurities Matt did, all of which weighed heavily on Amy after a while. Adam was a breath of fresh air. But when their affair became public, they knew there was no way in hell they could carry on a relationship. Too many people had already gotten hurt.

"I'm okay now, thanks for coming by." Amy responded as Adam wiped away a tear still left on Amy's face.

"It's Shane isn't it? What did he do?" Adam asked.

Amy lowered her head and pulled away from Adam briefly. She felt ashamed for the way she had acted. Having an affair with the millionaire son of Vince McMahon, and soon to be heir to the throne of the WWE, who wouldn't be swept away?

"It's my fault Adam. I feel so stupid. I knew he was in it just for the kicks, but I let it all happen anyway. I can't believe it got to the point where I would be crying over that asshole. I guess a part of me really thought he was falling in love. Tonight proved me all wrong."

Adam couldn't help but to take Amy in his arms. He loved her and always would, no matter what the future may hold for the both of them.

"Listen babe, it's over now. Learn from it. Why would you want to be with a guy like that anyway? You two have absolutely nothing in common." Adam responded matter of factly.

Amy looked up at Adam, and even though she tried to resist. She couldn't help but laugh at the reality of what he just said. Amy and Shane truly were total opposites, and the thought of them actually being together forever in a relationship that went beyond just sex, truly was comedy at its best.

"I've got an idea, how about we go get a drink. If you're lucky maybe I'll stay the night." Adam smiled devilishly.

Of course he would be staying the night. He had spent many nights with her just holding her while they lay next to each other in bed. Certainly there were times when both of them wanted to have sex, but because of the way they felt for each other, it wasn't necessary. Amy just wanted to be held, and she knew Adam would do just that and nothing more.

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When Shane arrived home, catching the first flight back to NY of course, he first peaked into his son Declan's room. There he was asleep, so innocent and untouched from the difficult emotions that ran through an adult's mind.

Next, he walked slowly to the master bedroom. The door was closed but he could see flickering lights creeping through the cracks on the sides and at the bottom near the floor. He presumed that Marissa had the TV on and had just fallen asleep. He imagined how lonely she must have been feeling and couldn't help but to feel guilty.

When he opened the door, crept inside the room, trying hard not to wake his wife. His hope was to sneak into bed next to her and just hold her until morning, when all hell would break loose.

As he turned the TV off, Marissa stirred. He held his breath. How could he explain away the fact that she caught him cheating with another woman? The worse part of it all, was he did not feel guilty at all for actually having an affair. In his mind, Amy fulfilled his every need. More so than any ring rat or hotel bar floozy he had slept with before in the past. Amy was something special. Now he understood why Matt had gone out of his mind after their break-up.

Shane's guilt stemmed more from the fact that Marissa was hurting and he was the one who caused it. There was no way he could promise it wouldn't happen again, but he would at least for now try to convince her that it wouldn't.

Shane slowly made his way to the bed. He bent down quietly to kiss Marissa on the forehead. Bad move; because before Shane knew it, Marissa spun around a slapped him hard in the jaw.

"Marissa, you're awake." A stunned Shane said holding his chin.

"You really think I could sleep after tonight? Why are you here Shane, don't you have someone you could be screwing right now?" Marissa asked, venom coursing through every word.

Shane knew he deserved everything he had coming to him.

"Rissa, I know what I did was immature and stupid. I hate how much I hurt you. Please, it will never happen again." Shane said, using the one weapon he knew he could use to his advantage. Those puppy dog eyes.

Suddenly, wham, another slap to the face.

"Damn it Shane McMahon, I hate you!" Marissa screamed.

Shane was surprised by the second hit at first, but wanted so much to take Marissa in his arms regardless. Even if he had to force her there and endure a thousand more punches to the face and God knows where else. As he got down on the bed and took her in his arms, she resisted, but his strength was too much for her.

"I know you do baby." He responded, and then felt her body give in to his will.

Marissa hated giving in, but she loved having him touch her. They had known each other for so long, that there was nothing they couldn't get through. Shane may be a two-timing cheating bastard, but he was her two-timing cheating bastard. And despite all the crap he had put her through. She still loved him.

Knowing now that Marissa would no longer resist, Shane let his hold on her loosen. He started to gently tickle her arms, creating goose bumps all up and down her body. Tonight he was where he wanted to be.

Marissa smiled to herself as she fell asleep. For now she was just too tired to fight. Tomorrow would be a whole different story. Shane would learn one way or the other that a woman's scorn was more than just a myth and was indeed something to be feared.

THE END

A/N: How did you all like the Shane/Lita pairing? In the end, I couldn't help but to put Lita where she belongs. Thanks for any feedback you have to offer, hope you enjoyed!