The knock at the door got my attention from the movie I was watching. I went on leave because of the baby, and because AJ wouldn't have me anywhere near the ring. "I don't want little Allen getting hurt, baby." I knew then he would make a good daddy. I answered the door.

"Alex Shelley?"

"Hiya, Adriane! How's the little whippersnapper?"

"He's well, thank you. Want to come in?"

"Love to, but Devine's waiting for the ride. I mean... for me, in the ride." Poor boy was more red than my blood red curtains. "Listen, I found this tape in my camera, and I think you might wanna take a look at it. It's got your three favorite people on it. Looks interesting, if I say so myself." he handed me the tape, while I gave him a quizzical look. "No, it's not porn. I promise."

"Alright. I'll trust you. Do I owe you anything?"

"For the tape?" I nodded. "No, no. This is a friendly thing. I mean, anything for the future wife of the X Champ. Speaking of the lucky bastard, how is AJ?" He picked up a package on the doorstep.

"He's sore from the match at Hard Justice, but he'll be alright. What's that?" I pointed to the package.

"I don't know. It was on your porch." He handed that to me as well. "Well, gotta go. Say hi to Mr. Styles for me."

"Will do. Thanks a bunch. Now get in that car before Johnny explodes... literally." I smiled at him as he ran to the car and drove away as quick as he could. Just then, my beautiful AJ came down the stairs. "Good morning, sweepyhead." I say in my cute baby talk.

"Ugh." That was all I got in return. He plopped on a bar stool in the kitchen.

"I take it you're a little sore." He nodded, flashing those cute puppy dog eyes. "Aww. Poor baby." I gave him a gentle hug, which made him smile.

"Mmm... that feels nice." I started rubbing his shoulders. "Who was that at the door?"

"Our resident paparazzi, and lover to Mr. Devine, Alex Shelley. He brought over this tape that was in his camera." I handed him the tape. "This was also at the door." I held up the parcel.

"Well, open it, baby." I did. It had some papers in it.

"It's from my lawyer." A smile came to my face. "My divorce from Danny's final." He got up, and hugged me. "Green light for the wedding!"

"I can finally marry you?" I nodded. He kissed me. "I love you, Adriane."

"I love you too, AJ. Wanna watch the tape?" He smiled and nodded. I sat on the couch, and he put in the tape. "Let's see what this is." He grabbed the remote and turned on the VCR as he sat down.

On the tape, there was Traci, Daniels, and Joe. They were setting things up. "Remind me to thank Alex for using his camera." Daniels said to Traci.

"I offered my thanks, but he wouldn't take them. Maybe he's gay." Chris' eyes widened.

"Let's get this over with." Joe demanded.

"Fine." They turned to the camera. Chris still had the X-belt, which meant that this was taped after Lockdown. "Look here! The X Division title is in it's rightful place," Traci told the camera, "Around the waist of the Fallen Angel! And with Samoa Joe going after the Heavyweight belt-"

Just then, Danny came into the room. "Danny! Just the person we wanted to see." Chris told him. You could tell he was sad. "So, is your wife going home to Louisiana with you?"

He shook his head. "She's not my wife anymore. She wants a divorce. And I'm going to give it to her."

"But... you can't!" Traci whined. "She's your wife! You can't just let her go!"

"You don't get it, Traci. She's pregnant."

"Congrats, Danny! You're going to be a father." Chris spoke up. Joe just stood there, like he always does.

"It's not my baby." Traci froze. Chris was confused. "Look, she was pregnant when I left. But she lost the baby. If she would have gone full term, she would have a huge belly by now, or would have delivered. That baby isn't mine. It has to be AJ's."

"NO! NO!" Traci screamed. "If she's pregnant by AJ, then he's never going to leave her!"

"Oh well. You tried." Daniels shrugged. Danny left the room, mouthing 'sorry' as he left.

"Oh no. We're not done here! You have to hold up your end of the deal!" Traci said, pointing to Daniels.

"Oh, you mean the deal where I would help you get AJ for yourself if you got me the X title? Well, I got what I wanted. I had to throw away my friendship with AJ for you! And now you want me to add insult to injury? AJ has always wanted a child, and now he's going to have one. I refuse to take that happiness from him! So you can take your deal, and shove it up your ass! I'm through with you!" He grabbed his bag and left. Traci looked around and saw Joe.

"Don't look at me, Bitch. I may be mean, but I'm not that cold. I hope you get what's coming to you." Traci scoffed, grabbed her things, and left. Joe looked around and saw the camera was still on. He looked right into the lens. "Hey Shelley, if I were you, I'd give this to Adriane and AJ. Let them know what's going on. Congrats on the baby, you two. He's going to be someone someday." That's where the tape ends.

"Wow." I looked at AJ. "Can you believe that?"

"I know. It's amazing what greed will make people do." He looked at me, then kissed my forehead. "If I ask Chris to be the godfather to Allen, would you mind?" I knew that they were close before this whole incident.

"That's fine. I just don't want him betraying us again." He nodded.

"I understand." He wrapped his arms around me. "I love you so much. I love our baby. I love life. For the first time in a long time, things are perfect for me. And I have you to thank."

"It's I who must thank you, AJ. You brought me out of a really dark time, and accepted me for who I am. No questions, no judging. I really do appreciate that." I kissed him tenderly. "I love you so much, AJ."

I had it all at that moment. My future husband. My child. The end of Traci's resistance. My divorce from Danny. Now I could live. Now, I can totally be free.

(A/N: This is NOT the end. There's a little more left. Maybe one more chapter, but who knows? Thank you all for everything! - Tristen)