A/N: So here's the continuation of the last chapter, it was getting too long so I had to cut it down a bit! Please review! ENJOY!

Round Two

My mouth was hanging wide open. John hadn't told me that he loved me the whole last year that we were married, and now that we were divorced he finally said it? As much as I loved hearing him confess all this, I still can honestly say that I didn't feel a thing for him except friendship and the fact that he is the father of my child.

"John, there would've never been another chance for us anyways. You cheated on me, multiple times. You accused me of cheating and lying when all the time it was you who was doing all of the above. Listen, you will always have a special place in my heart. I told you that a few months ago…but I could never go back to loving you full time again. You were one of the best and worst things to happen in my life; you took a bullet for me, but honestly when I discovered that you were cheating I wished that I had been killed by that same bullet." I said, as a lone tear fell down my cheek. I looked up at John, and saw that he had tears welling up in his eyes too.

John pulled me close to him and wrapped his arms around me.

"I'm sorry. I can't say it enough but I'm sorry. You were the best thing that ever happened to me." John whispered in my ear. "No matter what happened between us, I would still take a bullet for you."

"I know. John, I forgive you." I replied, as I looked at him.

"Thank you. I needed to hear that." John answered.

"We both needed to hear that. It gives closure, and we both desperately needed that." I stated, as I stepped back from him.

"Yea, I did need closure. Well, we should probably start heading back. I need to apologize to Randy. Oh and I'm sorry I called you a whore." John said, as we started walking back.

"Eh, I've been called worse before. So you are really going to apologize to Randy?" I replied.

"Yup. He's my boy, and blood's thicker than blondes!" John retorted, as he elbowed me.

"Haha, whatever you say. I think we're all going to come out of this as better people. I'm really glad that everything turned out alright. I would hate knowing that I'm the reason that you and Randy stopped being friends." I stated.

"That would feel pretty bad wouldn't it?" John joked, as we stood on the porch. He held the door open for me, and we both walked in and came face to face with Randy, Trish, and Chris.

"Where's Andrea?" I asked.

"Bri woke up, Andrea's getting her back in bed." Trish answered.

Chris must've seen my bloodshot, watery eyes, because he got in John's face, trying to find out what he did to me.

"What did you do this time jackass?" Chris asked him.

"Chris, calm down. Everything is fine. We worked everything out." I told him, as I smacked Chris on the shoulder.

"Ok, whatever you say Sara." Chris replied.

"Sara, can I talk to you in private?" Randy asked.

"Yea." I replied. I followed Randy upstairs and into my room. "What's up babe?"

"Is everything really alright?" Randy asked me, while he encircled my waist with his arms.

"Yes, we had a long talk. Everything is going to be fine." I answered. I let my head rest on Randy's sturdy shoulder, and we just stood there in our embrace for a few minutes.

"Yo, Randy come back down here. I gotta talk to you." John hollered up the stairs.

Randy sighed, gave me a kiss, and then headed back down the stairs. I plopped down on my bed, and stared at the ceiling. This night was too emotional for me. Moments later, Trish came into my room, and lay down on the bed next to me. Andrea came in and joined us a few minutes later.

"So I take it that everything went ok on your walk?" Trish asked me.

"Yea, surprisingly. We both got some much needed closure on everything." I told them both

"That's good Sara." Andrea said, as she patted me on the back.

"Yea, that's what you and John needed." Trish replied.

"I did slap him twice at first though, one for being a moron, and one for calling me a whore. After that though, we worked through some unresolved issues." I told them both.

"Sara let me ask you, since I know you love both Randy and John." Trish began

"Who said I loved Randy? We just started dating Trish!" I replied.

"I see it on your face, and you've known him for as long as you've known John, but anyways, on with my question. If a killer had caught all three of you, and said that you had to choose who would die, Randy or John, who would you pick?"

"Wow. I don't even want to think about that. Seriously, I don't know." I replied.

"But you have to choose, so who dies Randy or John?" Trish persisted.

"I would tell the guy to kill me, because picking between the two of them would kill me anyways." I finally concluded.

John's POV:

Tonight was a test of my maturity. I think I was passing too. I was still dealing with the aftermath of my emotional conversation with Sara, but now I had to talk to Randy and make things right with him.

"So you and Sara had a nice talk?" Randy asked as we went out to the patio.

"Yea. We got to discuss some things that needed to be talked about. But I'm out here because I want to apologize to you. I had a feeling that you would be the one to step up to Sara after we got divorced. I'm cool with it man. I'd rather it be you than some other bum. You're a great guy; I've known you long enough to know that. You won't break Sara's heart like I did. Randy, I know that you've had a bit of a crush on Sara since you met her, I'm just glad you waited until she was available to go for her." I said, as Randy just looked at me.

"Wow. I can't believe what you're saying. So we're still cool man?" Randy replied, his face had shocked written all over it.

"Yea we're still cool. Just don't even ask me to be the best man at your wedding." I joked.

"Who says you'd be the best man anyways? Plus, I'm not marrying Sara anytime soon." Randy retorted with a smirk.

"Hey, if anyone's gonna be in that wedding, it's going to be me!" Chris piped in. He had accompanied us to the patio to prevent any further fights, even though I had assured him that I had gotten over that. Randy and I both shot Chris a look, and then started laughing.

"All I'm going to say is that Sara knows how to pick her men. John's a cheater and Randy is a Marine deserter. To me, that's pretty close to the same thing!" Chris stated, with a smile on his face.

"Harsh words there Chris." I commented.

"Eh, I never learned how to be considerate of others feelings. The Marines just helped me out on becoming a first class jerk." Chris replied with a chuckle.

We all burst out laughing, and everything was feeling perfectly fine. I had patched things up with my best friend, had gotten back in Chris' good graces, at least I thought I had, and had gotten some closure with Sara and a good idea of where we stood with each other.

A/N: It was shorter I know, but oh well. Please review! I hope y'all are enjoying this.