Mark found his wife by their bike. Like always, she was chatting easily with a group of fans.

"Baby girl…I think we need to talk." He said kissing her in greeting.

"What? What's going on?" She asked concerned.

"It's Kane. He dumped that girl tonight."

"He what!" Sara shouted.

"Yeah, the problem is, she really does love him. I overheard her talking to that other girl… uh…"

"Lita?" His wife finished for him. He nodded violently.

"That's her. Sara, I've never seen a woman so upset." Mark was genuinely worried.

"Oh God Mark… This is all, my fault." Sara said becoming visibly upset. "I never should have said what I said…"

"Baby girl, you only told him to protect him. It's not your fault." He said trying to soothe her.

"No…no…this is my fault. I've got to go find him." There were tears sliding down her cheeks.

"It'll have to wait until we get home, little girl. He already left." Taker said hugging his wife, hating to see her cry. She nodded and put on her helmet. Taking the hint, Mark put on his as well, started the bike and took them back toward the hotel.

"…Lita, I just don't know what I'm going to do." Robin sniffled as she sagged on the bench in the locker room. Her friend sighed and wrapped her into a sisterly hug. "I can't see him. I don't want to."

"Well, come back to the hotel with Jeff and I. He'll never have to see you. He won't even have to know you're there." Lita offered.

"No, I'm going home."

"What do you mean you're going home?" Lita asked, alarmed at the sound of her friend's voice.

"I can't do this if he's here. I'll never…be able to concentrate. I'm going home." Robin said popping open her cell phone.

"Well, we've got some time to think. There's a week until the next event. Maybe some time at home would be good for you." Robin was so glad Lita understood.

"Yes… One way to Houston… Two hours? Alright, Thank you." Robin snapped the phone shut again and sighed. "Now I've just got to get to the airport."

"That part's easy. Jeff and I can take you." Lita smiled. She wished her friend would stay; maybe talk to Kane but now wasn't the time to press. "But… I thought you were from Detroit?" The redhead chuckled.

"I am, my car is in Kane's garage. I have to get her first." Lita nodded. "You really don't have to worry about me though, I'll just call a cab."

"Absolutely not! We'll take you. No problem. Ok?" Lita said pushing her long red hair behind her ear. Robin nodded.

"Thank you. Thank you so much."

Robin woke up just as the plane landed in Houston. Her eyes hurt from crying and she was nauseous, but she made her way quickly out of the airport and hailed a cab.

Halfway to Kane's house she broke down again, thoroughly disconcerting the cabby.

They pulled up and she paid. Getting out of the cab, the dogs spotted her. She could see them in the windows, tails wagging as they barked furiously.

Robin stifled a sob and unlocked the garage.

Getting into her car she sobbed haltingly, unable to make herself leave. Robin sighed and fished through her glove box for a pen and paper.

Pulling the car out, she got out and closed the door, then taped the note to it. She felt a little better now that she wasn't leaving without any good-byes.

Robin took a deep breath and got back into her Trans Am.

"C'mon Gracie, let's go home." She said to it and, cranking up the stereo pulled out toward the freeway.

(Author's Note: Thank you so much for the feedback! I posted these couple of stories up here because I've got a book going and frankly, I didn't have the confidence to start looking for a publisher. All the kinds words have really helped!)