AN: Okay, it's been forever but my comp is finally fixed and despite the fact that I've got a whole bunch of shit to get done before university starts, I thought you guys were more deserving, lol. Anyways, here's the next chapter and I apologize for no Randy/Trish scenes, but I needed to get the Amy/Chris drama out of the way because I really need to get this fic finished, as well as The Past Revisted so instead of letting my imagination run wild much like how it was during 'Not like This' I'm not gonna be making a mini saga out of these two stories. When I put a lot of twists in my stories, I receive a lot of death threats (and you know who you are) lol. Hope you enjoy and please remember to read and review.

I Disclaim

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Dave sighed as he looked down at the petite blonde in his arms. She would either understand his reasons or get angry and though he's pretty sure the second option seemed more likely, he had to tell her and there was only one way to do it.

He grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently while he took his other hand to rest it under her chin.

"Baby….you know I love you more than anything in this world and your happiness is more important to me than my own…."

Trish looked at his expectantly, just waiting for the other shoe to drop. She held her breath and forced her breathing to remain calm.

"See the thing is, when I look at Trish, I see the woman I wanna spend the rest of my life with. I wanna be the one that makes you smile when your feeling down and I wanna be the one that can make you laugh even when your angry….I wanna be so many things for you but I just think that there's someone else that does that already. Someone that's not me and I don't want you to sacrifice your love to be with me when there's something better out there for you."

Trish's forehead creased in confused before anger quickly replaced her delicate features. She shook her hand free of Dave's and narrowed her eyes into angry slits.

"If this your more creative way of giving me 'It's not you, it's me' break-up speech, then please, do me a favour and just don't waste your breath." She moved quickly to get away from him but he pulled her back to him.

"I knew you would take this the wrong way." He closed his eyes for a second to recollect his thoughts and opened them up again to be met with Trish's watery hazel eyes.

"This isn't about wanting to break up with you Trish. This is about wanting you to really evaluate what it is you want in your life because as much as I'm sure you'd like to deny it, we both know that there's a part of you that longs for something more and because I love you so much, I don't want you to just settle. You are Trish Stratus, you shouldn't have to settle for anything, you deserve all that your heart desires…"

"My heart desires you Dave…" She cut him off. He gave her a look as if to tell her to be realistic.

"I love you and I'm honestly offended that you think that I would lie to you about that. The entire time that you've been gone, I've missed you and I've cried for you and if it weren't for the fact that Randy had been there for me, I would've remained a big mess until you returned." Trish didn't realize just how much she had said but Dave didn't miss a single word of it.

"Trish I have never doubted that you loved me. I know you love me and I know that we could both live our lives together and get married, have kids and the whole enchilada and we would be happy. But your love for me isn't do or die. It's not like a 'bottom of the ninth, two outs and two strikes, homerun to left field'…" Trish gave him a sceptical look and Dave couldn't help but chuckle.

"What I'm trying to say is that you love me the best way you can, but you've forgotten that there's more than one way to love someone. While I was gone, I asked Randy to take care of you and…."

"You what?" Trish asked incredulously.

"Look, I know you don't need taking care of, but I wanted to see for myself how things would work out and my suspicions were right"
"God dammit Dave, you're speaking in fuckin' riddles, just tell what it is you're trying to say because the faster your finish, the sooner I can start yelling at you."

"Fine, let me put it this way. I leave for a while and you're a big mess, that is until Randy came into the picture. Now let's rewind to the beginning of our relationship. You and Randy were so close that I had to ask the both of you if you were seeing each other because the two of your certainly came off as a couple. I started dating you, you and Randy fell out of touch and for months Trish you were depressed. Nothing I did really made things better for you and that's when I started having this tiny voice in my head tell me that maybe you had lost a love before you even let yourself realize that it was there. To this day, you still think about him a lot and I can tell because even in the most oddest ways, you bring him up in our conversation. You still steal glances at him when you're in the same room together and I've always noticed the smile on your face whenever he acknowledges you. You always seem a bit more happier whenever he's around, even when you're both avoiding each other. In all our time together, I've wanted to be more than just your boyfriend…I wanted to be your best friend but that spot has always been filled. As much you've tried to hide it on the outside….inside, we both know that there'll never be another someone that can take his place."

Dave finally stopped to weigh in on her facial expression. He saw so many emotions dancing across her beautiful face he wasn't sure what to think. But the most unexpected to thing came out of her mouth.

"Dave….God, I am so sorry" she mumbled as she bowed her head and began to cry. He quickly pulled her close and pleaded with her not to cry.

"Don't cry. You have nothing to feel sorry for. I know your love for me is real and I also know that sometimes when we lose things in life, we like to convince ourselves that we're better off without it just so we can soften the hurt that we feel." He pulled her away from him to brush away her tears as he lifted her head so that she could meet his eyes.

"I'm not mad at you because your heart wants something different than mine, but I will be mad if you don't start listening to it."

"I think I need some to time to really digest all of this stuff" she said in between a small hiccup.

"Promise me one thing Trish…." he whispered. She looked up at him, ready to give this man whatever it is he asked for.

"Promise me that I can finally be your friend."

Trish nodded her head and embraced him hard. Holding on for dear life, she figured she should at least try and lighten the mood. She had done too much crying for one night.

"Hey, just for the record, you are the best break-upper I've ever met" she giggled. He playfully flung her over and started tickling her. She was seconds away from crying 'Mercy' when a startling knock at the door stopped them both. Judging by the incessant knocking, whatever it was was urgent. Both of them jumped up and ran to the door, flinging it open.

"She's pregnant! I assume you know about this?" Chris Jericho huffed as he stormed into the room.

"Ch..Chris?…why are you so upset?" Trish asked hesitantly. She knew that Amy needed some time to come to grips with her pregnancy but only God knows what she would do if Chris told her that he didn't want the baby either.

Dave quickly hugged Trish and gave her a peck on the cheek before quietly leaving the room. He knew her close friendship with Chris and Amy and if there was any time when he knew that he was not wanted, it was right at that moment.

"Chris talk to me." Trish pleaded. Chris walked over to the couch and plopped himself down. He placed his head in his hands and Trish could see his shoulders begin to shake. He was crying….

She quickly moved over to him on the couch and hugged him. They rocked back and forth as she simply rubbed her hand up and down his back and listen to his soft sobs. With his head buried in her neck she could hear his faint whisper.

"She doesn't want the baby Trish... She doesn't want the baby."

It suddenly dawned on Trish exactly what was going on. Amy had told Chris about her possibly not wanting to keep the baby and it seemed that Chris felt the opposite. She was partly relieved yet still worried for Amy. Perhaps she shouldn't have just assumed that Amy would 'see the light'. Trish held Chris a little tighter as he continued to repeat his little mantra over and over; his voice growing hoarser by the second until she couldn't hear him any longer.

Chris sat for hours in Trish's arms as he let everything he was feeling out in the open. They talked, they laughed a little but they mostly stayed quiet. No matter all the jokes they could think of, both their thoughts always drifted back to the same damn thing and it was quite unnerving for Trish.

Chris left to grab a bottle of water, leaving Trish to herself for a couple of moments. If there was anything she was sure of, she knew Chris had to go back to Amy and face her sometime and she was hoping it was soon. The longer they avoided one another, the harder it would be to talk things out and figure out what they were going to do. She knew the feeling all too well though she'd hate to admit it. She had Randy to deal with still but she wouldn't worry about that now. There were more important things at hand

Chris made his way back to her and handed her an extra bottle that he had brought along. He plopped down beside her and was about to comment on something when they heard a knock at the door. Trish let out a deep sigh before getting up. She seemed to be very popular tonight.

She opened the door to be met with a vision of red hair as it quickly made its way into her room. Before Trish could say anything, Amy turned around, with bloodshot and puffy eyes before letting the tears fall again. Trish quickly gathered her into her arms and soothingly rubbed her back for comfort. She wasn't sure what to do. As much as she wanted to help her friends, she wasn't sure if she could. If her situation was any indication, she was probably the worst person to come to for help. The carpet had been completely pulled out from under her in less than a day and forced her to re-evaluate everything she thought she had put behind her.

"Sweetie, you need to talk to him…." Trish said stating the obvious.

"He's gonna hate me even more Trish." Amy said as she pulled away from her to look at the smaller blonde.

"Ames, he doesn't hate you and why would you possibly say that he would hate even more?" Trish asked curiously.

"Yeah, why would I hate you even more now Amy?" Chris interrupted, startling the two beauties by the doorway.

Amy's eyes grew wide as saucers and she instinctively moved closer to Trish for support. Trish wasn't sure what Amy wanted to say, but Amy obviously felt that it would further upset Chris.

"What is it Amy?" Chris bit out. Of course he still loved her, but he was tired and he wasn't up to playing twenty one questions.

"I'm not pregnant" Amy whispered. At first Trish wasn't sure she heard right but when Chris' voice echoed throughout her hotel room, she was sure things would only get worse.

"What do you mean you're not pregnant?….You…What did you do?" Chris asked with panic as he moved closer and grabbed her hands and held them in his own. He couldn't bring himself to say the words but he had hoped that he was wrong.

"When I told the two of you that I was pregnant, I had taken two home pregnancy tests and they both came out positive so I was sure that I was pregnant." Amy took a deep sigh before continuing on in a soft shaky voice.

"The doctor just called and told me that my test came out negative. I must've gotten confused with the instructions or something, but I was wrong." She looked up just in time to see the look of disappointment on Chris' face.

"You both know that I felt like I wasn't ready for this child, but I know how much you wanted to be a father Chris, and it still broke my heart to think that I would have to tell you that there wasn't gonna be a baby. I love you Chris and I don't wanna lose you, but I can't say that I'm not a bit relieved that this was a false alarm. I wanna have a family with you Chris, but right now is just not the time…I can stand you being angry, I can stand you yelling at me, and I can even stand you giving me the silent treatment for a while, but I could never live with myself if I knew that my feelings hurt you to the extent that you begin to hate me." Amy bowed her head shamefully and Trish immediately reached out to place a hand on her back.

"Look at me" Chris told her. When she finally managed to look him in the eyes, he allowed a small smile to pass his lips.

"I don't hate you and I never could hate you. You can't help the way you feel and though I would've loved to be a father right now, as long as I know that I can grow old with you and have little rugrats running around in the future, it's all worth the wait for me." He leaned down and kissed a smiling Amy who fervently returned the kiss. Trish gave the a couple of minutes before clearing her throat to get their attention.

"Look, I love you guys and I'm more than thrilled that you two have settled everything, but please, take this to your room. This room may not see some hot action from me, but that doesn't mean that I need you guys to fill in" she giggled.

"What do you mean?…you and Dave fighting?" Chris asked as Amy shot her a look of confusion.

"No…we decided to end things….on good terms" she added quickly.

"He's made me see that I have a lot of re-evaluating to do when it comes to my love life and I think I need to find out once and for all."

"Oh, you mean Randy right?" Chris said very casually.

"How would you know?" Amy asked, turning her attention to Chris.

"Oh come on. Everyone thought that the two of them were going out despite their "we're just friends" speech and the guys actually had a bet going on to see when the two of you would eventually come out and admit that the two of you were dating. However, Dave came into the picture and we all ended up losing the bet" Chris explained.

Trish stared in shock at Chris. Did everyone see it but her? Sure she had crushed on Randy in the beginning of their friendship but the moment he had started dating the hot brunette that worked on crew, she was sure that he wouldn't be interested and it was enough of a reinforcement that he just saw her as a friend. How could she have possibly made herself believe that those feelings were gone if they weren't?

"Ummm, I'm gonna go for a walk so if you don't mind, I want you guys out, I don't trust the two of you in my hotel room when you're most likely gonna be celebrating with make-up sex. With all my troubles, I don't need to be spazzing over whether you've christened the sheets I need to sleep on" she laughed though she was more than serious.

As they made their way out in the hallway, Trish set out in the opposite direction towards the elevators.

"Have fun guys" she called out in a sing song voice.

"Oh we will" Amy shouted back .

"I'm sure you will" Trish said laughingly to herself. At least someone was getting lucky tonight.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX