Torrie woke up early in the morning. She turned around and saw Peter fast asleep. She remembered what Trish had said to her in the club. Was it because of Peter that she and john could not be together?

Meanwhile Trish was talking to Marc.

"I mean did you see how close they got" Trish said frustrated

"I know babe but you got to understand…"

"Understand what!" Trish bellowed at Marc "Torrie Wilson is married to Peter, and if your cousin doesn't be careful Torrie will start falling for his pathetic charms actually she is falling for his charms and loose Peter in the process"

"Look just hear me out" Marc pleaded with her

"I'm listening" Trish said folding her arms.

"Right… remember before Torrie got married how close her and John were, he use to treat her like he does now, but the only problem is he fails to realize she isn't Torrie Wilson anymore she is actually Torrie Gruner Wilson"

"Your point" Trish said acting not interested

"My point is he still treats Torrie the way he use too, you know his arms around her and all that" Marc finally finished.

A few moments of silence passed until Trish spoke.

"Does he love her, Marc" Trish looked at her boyfriend

"Does who love who" Marc said trying to avoid the subject

"Does John love Torrie?"

"I don't know" Marc lied

"Marc" Trish said angrily

"Yes he does" Marc said giving in

"Since when"

"Since he laid eyes on her, you should have seen how happy he was when he got told that he would have to save Torrie from Rene" Marc told Trish

"What was he like when he found out that Torrie was getting married" Trish asked interestingly.

"Heartbroken… he didn't know what to do with his emotions never mind himself" Marc told the Canadian bombshell.

"Do you think Torrie loves John" Marc asked Trish

"If she loved John why would she have married Peter?"

"So why were they getting so close, and don't blame John it was Torrie too" Marc told Trish

Trish sat their in silence; unfortunately she hadn't got the answers to that question.

Back in West Newbury Massachuttes John was awake in bed thinking about Torrie.

He was remembering after he had saved Torrie from Rene the conversation they had backstage.

FLASHBACK:

Torrie and John ran backstage laughing hand in hand.

"I can't believe it, Rene didn't know what hit him" Torrie chuckled

"Well he should… it was my fist" John said sarcastically.

Torrie just chuckled and sat on one of the boxes near her

They both fell silent for a few moments

"So I guess you'll be having a match with Rene then" she said breaking the silence

"yep and I can't wait to kick his ass"

Torrie laughed out loud

"What?" John asked her

"Nothing" she said still giggling

"Torrie"

"Fine… it's just the way you said that makes you look so cute" she smiled pulling his cheek.

"Tor, that hurts" John said rubbing his cheeks

"You big baby, what you going to do when René hit's you twice as hard"

"Hit him harder then he hit me"

Torrie couldn't help but laugh and she couldn't help but think he looked cute. Out of the blue Peter came and stood near Torrie and John.

"Hey John, hey baby"

"Hey" Torrie and John said together

"Right are you ready to go" Peter asked eagerly

"What's the rush" John asked

"Nothing nothing, it's just I need to ask Torrie something… in private.

"Okay" Torrie smiled

She struggled to get off the box

"Here" John said grabbing her by her thin waist and taking her off the box.

She smiled and kissed him on the cheek

"Thank you" She said before walking off with peter.

END OF FLASHBACK

John smiled at himself remembering Torrie. Before he could think about her just a little bit longer his phone began to ring.

He struggled to find it until eventually he found it under his pillow. He looked at his phone and saw the name Liz.

"Liz" John said in an unpleasant tone.

"Hey baby, I was just wondering what shall I wear to raw" She asked him

"Anything you want… and Liz why you asking me, ask one of your girlfriends"

"I don't want to ask my girlfriends I want to ask my boyfriend now come on please help me out" She pleaded

"Well you could…"

"aaaagggggggghhhhhhhh I've got it" Liz screamed over the phone

"I'm going to dress up like my favorite diva"

"And who's that" john asked uninterested

"Torrie Wilson"

Hearing that name John suddenly shot up in bed.

"Torrie, you can't dress like Torrie"

"And why can't I" Liz said a little annoyed

"Well, first of all she's blonde and you're a brunette"

"So…. I'll just dress like her, I'll curl my hair and were some jeans and a t-shirt just like her"

"But… but" John tried to speak

"Okay, okay I have to go love you, bye" Liz quickly said before cutting John off.

"Great" John mumbled to himself

"raw's going to be a disaster,"