The next morning both Nessa and Joe woke up early so they could get everything together and make the necessary phone calls. "How are you feeling Joe?" She could see him wincing every time he moved in bed.

"I'm fine." He shrugged and she shot him a look that clearly said she knew better.

"Maybe we should wait for a couple of days."

"No! I told you that I'm fine so let's just get up." Joe went to stand up but his leg wouldn't support him and he fell back on the bed. "Dammit!" He picked up a pillow and threw it across the room causing her to giggle and he gave her a dirty look. "I'm glad you're finding this so damn funny." He growled, turning away from her and she sighed.

Nessa got up on her knees, moved behind him and began massaging his shoulders. "Baby I don't find it funny at all but murdering our pillows won't help. We're waiting to get married until you can move a little better." He started to say something but she cut him off. "Don't...you can't even put your weight on your leg Joe. I'm not having you go out and injure yourself further when we can just wait, it's not like I'm going anywhere. I learned my lesson about that and I swear to you that only you telling me to leave or death will get me away from your side. Now, come on and lay back down here. I'll get the pillow you murdered and try to revive it then I'll get you some ice." She got off the bed and went to get the pillow but Joe caught her wrist in his hand, stopping her and she turned around.

Joe smiled at her, pulled her close and laid his head against her stomach. "You're too good to me sometimes. I'm sorry I got so upset, it's just that this damn knee is pissing me off cause it took us away from our plans."

Nessa smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. "It didn't take us away from them...only delayed them for a while and there's no need to apologize because I understand completely." Joe looked up and her and she leaned down to place a soft kiss on his lips. "Turn around on the bed and I'll help you get your leg up there." Joe nodded and maneuvered his body around. Nessa bent down and grabbed his leg as gently as she could. "You ready baby?" His only response was a grunt and she lifted his leg up on the bed, tears forming in her eyes when he cried out in pain. "I'm sorry baby...I'm so sorry." She whispered.

"It's fine, it has to be done anyway." Nessa kissed him again then went and got the pillow.

"Here, try not to kill it this time cause I may not be able to revive it again."

"Since you're playing nurse...are you gonna wear the outfit and everything?" He asked, smiling evilly.

"Joe! I swear, is that all you ever think about?"

"What? It was just an innocent question!" Joe said, trying his best not to laugh.

"There's nothing 'just innocent' about anything you say or do baby. Now behave, I'm gonna go get your ice then we'll watch a movie." She stated, giggling as she walked out of the bedroom.

"Better make it a lot of ice...I'm gonna need it!" Joe called after her, laughing.

I swear not even pain will calm down that man's sex drive. Nessa thought, shaking her head. She opened the cupboard in the kitchen to get a couple of zip-top bags out to put the ice in then she moved over to the freezer. "You hungry Joe?" Nessa yelled upstairs.

"For what exactly?" He yelled back.

"Would you stop being such a horndog for five minutes! Now are you..." Her words were cut off when she shut the freezer door and saw Brandon standing there, finger to his lips.

"Ness? Everything okay down there?"

"Tell him everything is fine." Brandon hissed.

"Yeah baby, are you hungry?" She tried her best to keep her voice steady, never taking her eyes off Brandon.

"Not right now." He answered.

"Be up in a few minutes then!" Nessa grabbed Brandon's hand and drug him out on the deck. "What the hell are you doing here? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't call the cops right now."

"You really don't want Monty finding out about Nick Cvjetkovich (Sinn) do you?" Brandon questioned, a smug look on his face as Nessa's eyes went wide. "Wondering how I know about that? Oh, don't worry my dear I have my ways."

"What do you want Brandon?" She asked, knowing she now had no choice but to do whatever he asked.

"When and I do mean WHEN I get my title shot against Joe...that is if he still has the title, you will make sure I win. I don't care what you have to do but by the end of the match that belt better be around my waist. If it doesn't happen...well, Monty will find out your little secret then. Do we have an understanding?"

Nessa didn't know what to do, a million thoughts were racing through her mind. On one hand if she didn't do as he wanted then Monty would find out the one thing that would kill him inside...on the other hand if she did as he wanted she'd be hurting the one man she loved more than life itself.

"Well? Do we have a deal or not?" Brandon questioned, getting impatient.

"Yes." Nessa whispered.

"What was that?"

"Yes, dammit!" She hissed, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Good." Just as fast as he showed up, he was gone again. Nessa stood there wondering what the hell she just did.