Okay...so we're at the end of the story. And, yes, I'm gonna end it like I always do with a happy ending. I wanna take this time to thank you all for supporting me and giving me great ideas and inspirations. Just keep on supporting me and read my stories. I'm gonna appreciate this more!

Author's note: I'm revealing a spoiler about Amy's baby. Hunter's the father! Also, this chapter has some strong sexual content.

Three years later... two weeks after Wrestlemania 25

Nashua, New Hampshire...

With the afternoon air looming over, Amy turned over in her bed and watched Hunter sleeping peacefully, his long blonde hair spread across the pillow. She leaned over and kissed him softly before she got out of the bed and grabbed her bathrobe. She heard Angelina and her newborn baby boy cry in the nursery, thanks to the intercom so she needed to check on them.

When she got inside, which was across the hall, she saw the baby crying in his crib. Three-year-old Angelina was trying to make her eight-month-old brother stop crying but it was hard. Amy went over and picked her son up in her arms and rocked him back and forth before he stopped crying and fell back to sleep.

"How long have you been in here, Angie?" Amy whispered while she sat her baby son back down in the crib.

"Not too long, Mommy. I was on my way to the bathroom when I head Ashton cry. I was really trying to be quiet," Angelina said, pouting her lips.

Amy smiled at her daughter before she picked her up in her arms and carried out of the room, closing the door behind her slowly and quietly. She then took her little girl back into her room and laid her down in the bed.

"All right, now. Ashton's finally asleep again and I think it's time for you to take a much needed nap. Mommy's in need for some down time," she said. No sooner as she turned and walked towards the door that Angie fell asleep instantly.

Happy dreams, baby. Mommy's gonna have them for sure, Amy thought with a smile while she closed the door slowly and discreetly. She then leaned against the wall and sighed deeply, crossing her arms across her breasts.

To say she had so much on her mind was an understatement. What happened three years ago was always on her mind. Even though Adam, and even Christian was down under with Satan himself, they invaded her dreams night after night, wondering what they were gonna do this time around.

Fortunately, her nightmares have been reduced and she's been able to control her fears. She's now able to confront Adam in her dreams with her head held high.

"Baby? Where are you?" Hunter called from the bedroom.

"I'm out here," she called back.

When she saw her husband approach her, love glistening in his eyes, she immediately began to melt. Ever since they got married, she knew she was always gonna be a major part of him.

"Everything's okay?" he asked as he took her hands into his.

Amy nodded her head. "Ashton was crying when I got in there but as soon as I had him in my arms, he fell back to sleep. Angie was trying to make him stop crying."

"That's good to know, sweetie. So, that means I can have you all to myself, huh?" Hunter smirked.

"Are you trying to get me pregnant again, baby? Ashton's barely one year old," she said with a giggle. He scooped her up in his arms and carried her back into their bedroom.

"I wanna have more kids with you. Can you at least give me two more kids before you end up turning forty?" he asked while he placed her down in the middle of the bed.

"So that will make you about 46 years old, right?" she laughed out loud.

"Ha-ha. Very funny. Are you gonna give me two more kids or not?" Hunter asked with a smile.

"I can try. But, you know me, I'll end up pregnant two weeks later," Amy said with a grin. She then pulled him down on the bed next to her.

"I'm glad you feel that way. Cause you know I love you."

"I love you, too, baby. I love you so much."

He leaned over and slanted his mouth on hers ruthlessly, shoving his tongue in her mouth. She moaned and wrapped her arms around his neck. He removed her robe and engulfed her breasts in his large hands, his fingers tweaking her nipples, which caused her to moan in his mouth.

She sank further down on the mattress when he eased his fingers down to her swollen opening, not before he combed his fingers through her pubic hair.

Amy shivered in his arms when Hunter split her open with his thumb and index finger. He then slipped one finger inside of her, driving her crazy with a quenching desire she didn't want to get rid of. Another finger joined, and another, and she just died and went to pleasure heaven.

"Oh, Hunter," she moaned when she reached her peak. They both ended butt naked within a matter of seconds. He moved on top of her and, from then on, he slid inside of her. Amy moaned, wrapping her legs over his back to keep him close. Up and down, he pounded inside of her without a care in the world. She dug her fingers in his back and screamed out in name (silently) when she felt her orgasm coming strong.

Faster and harder, he pounded deeper and deeper inside of her with sheer rapture. Amy felt weak, desired and wanted. She lifted her hips to meet his downward thrusts and groaned with passion.

Suddenly, all nasty thoughts about Adam began to fully disappear. She doesn't have to deal with him anymore. She doesn't have to live in fear ever again. She won't have to look over her shoulder. Why? Because she was forever safe and secure in her husband's arms.

When the time came, she reached paradise, clutching her husband's body as another orgasm tore through her flesh. After the wave of passion subsided, she fell asleep in Hunter's arms, laying her head against his chest. Hunter kissed her forehead gently before he pulled the cover up to their sweaty bodies and fell asleep himself.

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A year and a half later...

"Happy Birthday, Angie!" everyone in the living room screamed at her, who had a huge smile on her face. A huge birthday cake was sitting in front of her with five candles lighting in her eyes. She looked around and saw all of her friends and family members sitting at the table in the dining room and giggled.

Her two and a half year old brother Ashton was clapping with a laugh. He had icing smeared all over his face because he couldn't wait to have some cake. Numerous times, Amy had to wipe his face off but to no avail.

Hunter held the twins, Aubrey and Ashley in his arms. He adored his children so much. He so happy to hear that he was Ashton's father. Let's face it, the boy had his big ass nose (LOL).

"How does it feel to be five years old, darling?" George asked while he was holding Melissa in his arms. Gina and Gabrielle was playing outside with Maria.

"I'm growing up. Just like Mommy," Angelina said with a giggle. Amy then leaned down and kissed her on her cheek.

"I love my birthday!" Angelina exclaimed with a smile.

Well, there you have it. I hope you enjoyed my series of stories. I'm really glad you all took the time to review and gave me some ideas. Thank you again!

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