I must have gotten a little bit of sleep since the alarm on my phone startled me awake.

"Morning," I said out of habit as I stretched. I frowned as I remembered I was alone. My phone rang- Shannon's theme song. Now that's what I call timing.

"Morning beautiful," I heard him say.

"How'd you know when to call? I literally just woke up."

"Hun, I've slept next to you for seven years with your alarm clock going off at the same time every morning. It's programmed into my system," he explained, chuckling.

"Good point. But this is a VERY nice wake up call."

"I thought you'd like it. I missed waking up to you this morning," he said sadly.

"Ditto."

"Jeff bothering you yet this morning, or did he spend the night?"

"Not yet," I said as there was a knock at the door. "Strike that, that's probably him at the door now." I got up and walked do the door where Jeff was standing in his boxers with his hair all fucked up.

"What the shit happened to you?" I asked him.

"Couldn't sleep."

"That would explain why you're at 6:30 Am."

"Yeah...can I come in?"

"Why?"

"Cause I'm tired."

"And that has what to do with me?" He shrugged.

"Is it illegal to want to hang out with you?"

"Just let the man in," Shannon said, chuckling.

"Shannon?" Jeff asked. I nodded as I let him in. "Put that fucker on speaker!" I did and set the phone on the counter.

"Morning Jeff," Shannon.

"Mornin."

"I hear you fucked my girlfriend last night."

"Uh..yeah..." Jeff said, sounding mildly guilty.

"Feel bad about it?"

"Yeah..."

"Good, now go make my woman breakfast," Shannon said angrily. I burst out laughing.

"What the hell, Shannon?" I asked, still laughing.

"What? I can't demand that someone makes my woman breakfast?" Shannon said, sounding incredibly serious.

"You are one strange little man, you know that?"

"You love me anyway."

"With all my black little heart."

"Ditto."

"Damn, you guys are mushy."

"You think THIS is mushy?" Shannon asked. "You should have heard us last night."

"Yeah, it was pretty sad."

"I don't even want to know," Jeff said.

"You really don't," I said, patting his shoulder. "Now go make me breakfast," I added.

"What is with you people and making me make breakfast?"

"I'm hungry," I explained.

"Hey hun, give the phone to Jeff for a sec," Shannon said.

"Sure..." I asked as I took him off speaker and handed the phone to Jeff. After a few minutes of talking, Jeff walked over to me and kissed me passionately. As he pulled away, he grinned.

"That was from your future husband," Jeff said. I smiled.

"Future husband, eh?"

"Apparently so."

"Interesting..."

"He also says he loves you and he'll talk to you later," Jeff said as he hung up. I nodded.

"So, what did he need to talk to you for?" I asked as Jeff walked sat down, wrapping his arms around me. For once, I didn't shake him off.

"He asked me to take care of you and to keep you happy," Jeff said.

"God I love that man," I said, smiling. "Anything else?"

"And he asked me to hold you whenever I can," Jeff said. "I never knew he was THAT mushy," he added, laughing. I snuggled into him.

"Why do you wake up this early anyhow?"

"To take my pills. Then I generally go back to bed."

"So go take your pills and let's go bed." I nodded and got up. After taking my pills he and I walked into the bedroom where he picked up a shirt off the floor- the one I had been wearing under the hoody on the plane that smelled like Shan- and got in bed. I grinned and curled up next to him, breathing in the last lingering scent of my significant other.

"You're an effing genius, you know that?"I asked Jeff after I yawned.

"Of course I am," was the last thing I heard before passing out.

x-x-

A few hours later, Jeff shook me awake.

"Hmm?" I asked, opening my eyes.

"We gotta get up."

"Why?"

"We gotta do a draft promo. Vince called while you were sleeping."

"Ugh, I dont wanna."

"Too bad."

x-x-x-

Six hours later, the promo was done and we were at the arena where I was prepping for my match against Ashley. It was the first match of the night and was a number one contendership match for the Women's title. How I managed to get a shot at that already, I have no idea, but oh well, I'm not gonna complain.

I made my way to the curtain, waiting for my music to hit.

"Well I got a candle, and I got a spoon I live in a hallway with no doors and no rooms..." blared on the speakers as I walked down the ramp, slapping fans' hands on the way down. I slid into the ring and tried to look like I was happy as I jumped on each of the turnbuckles playing to the crowd. Ashley's music hit and she came down and into the ring. The bell rang and so the match began.

Towards the middle of the match, she threw me hard into one of the turnbuckles and I heard a loud, distinct pop and a sharp pain in my shoulder.

"FUCK!" I screamed, grabbing it as I backed away. The ref came over.

"You just dislocated your shoulder," he said.

"Tell me something I don't know, jackass. Now get out of my way, I have a match to finish." The match went on and I got the pin. Hoohah. I hurriedly got to the back, leaving Ashley behind.

"Fix my fucking shoulder," I demanded as I walked into the trainer's office. I screamed as he popped it back in place. I headed back to the locker room and wasn't surprised at all when I saw Shannon's number under the missed call list. I called him back.

"Are you okay?" He asked as he answered.

"Yeah, it was just a dislocated shoulder. All is well."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Good."

"Yeah."

"You sound tired."

"Yeah. I managed to get a couple hours of sleep."

"Jeff?"

"Yeah."

"You guys fuck?"

"No, more like he put on one of the shirts I stole from you and I passed out," I said, grinning. He chuckled.

"What about you? You get any sleep?"

"Like an hour."

x-x-x-

Jeff's match against MVP went pretty well. He ended up winning. Go him. After our showers, we headed back to the hotel.

"You wanna go out tonight?" he asked me as he tossed his bag on the floor.

"No, not really," I said, misery having set in.

"Come on, I'm supposed to keep you happy."

"I know, but I just don't feel like going out tonight."

"Why not?"

"I just don't."

"What DO you wanna do then?"

"Sit around and feel sorry for myself."

"There is no way in hell I'm letting you do that," he said. "I dont care what I have to do to put you in a better mood, but I'll do what it takes."

"Have fun with that," I said, walking past him.

"Come on Liz, we gotta do SOMETHING."

"Yeah, what do you have in mind?" I asked, getting cranky.

"You don't have to get bitchy," he said.

"I'm sorry, okay? I'm just...bitchy."

"Obviously."

"Well, figure out what you wanna do," I said as I laid down to wait for his answer.

"You."

"I said WHAT not who," I said, rolling my eyes.

"Fine. WHAT I want to do is fuck my best friend's girlfriend."

"That made you sound like a complete ass."

"Well, you asked."

"That I did, that I did," I said, not moving from my spot as I waited for him to act on his suggestion. When he made no movement, I rolled my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me," Jeff said, slightly irritated.

"And you said I'M getting bitchy," I said, sitting up.

"What the hell did I do?" he asked, getting more irritated by the second.

"Oh fuck off, Jeff," I said, as I stood. He approached me, and pushed me back onto the bed, making me grin.

"Oh, so you wanna play that game, huh?" I asked, as I stood again, this time pushing him against the wall. He grinned evilly and took his shirt off, tossing it across the room. He walked towards me and grabbed the back of my head, kissing me forcefully. I pushed him away and shook my head.

"Not tonight."

"Huh?"

"I said not tonight."

"...why?" Jeff asked, pouting.

"I dislocated my shoulder."

"Yeah, it got fixed."

"It still hurts."

"So?"

"I don't want to risk hurting it." Jeff rolled his eyes.

"Whatever."

"I'm sorry, but I don't feel throwing away the few title shots I get," I said, glaring at him. "Unlike you," I added.

"Don't even fucking go there," Jeff said angrily. " I made a mistake, okay? Shit happens!"

"Yeah, it was a mistake that could have been EASILY avoided."

"Whatever," Jeff said again before storming out of the room.

I sat down on the couch in the living room area and turned the TV. Letting out a loud sigh as I flipped through the channels I realized what I bitch I was being. Oh well, Jeff brought it upon himself, that's what he gets for breathing after all. As I finally decided to watch Johnny Test, my phone rang, making me smile as I heard Shannon's theme song.

"What you up to?" Shannon asked me after I said hello.

"Nothing much. Jeff just left."

"So, you guys fucked?"

"No, but he wanted to."

"Did you?"

"No, not really."

"Why don't I believe you?"

"Say what?"

"I just don't believe you."

"Don't believe WHAT?"

"That you guys didn't fuck. You guys have been fucking everyday since you and I got split up," Shannon said, getting angry.

"What the shit is your problem?"

"I just don't like the fact that you seem to enjoy fucking him WAY too much."

"Are you drunk?"

"Maybe just a little."

"Call me back when you're sober," I said before hanging up. "What the fuck is wrong with him?" I said, blinking back tears. "It was just a drunken rant and he'll come to his senses in the morning, but that isn't make it any less painful," I added to myself. "Asshole." I spent the rest of the night icing my shoulder and moping in front of the TV before I curled up in bed hoping to get some sleep. After about an hour, I was tempted to call Jeff and make him come over to cuddle as lame as that sounds.

"Fuckin' A," I muttered a I glanced at the clock on the bed side table. 2:00 AM. As I ran my hound down my face, Shannon's theme song started playing from my phoned. I groaned before answering.

" Done being an asshole?" I asked.

"Liz, listen. I'm sorry. I was drunk, I didn't mean it...I just miss you and the Jeff this is stressing me out..." he rambled.

"Stop, just shut up for a second," I said angrily. "I don't give a flying fuck if you meant it or not. And you being drunk is NO excuse for ..."

"For what?"

"Calling me in the middle of the fucking night to call me a whore!" I yelled. " I am you girlfriend! I LOVE you, I wouldn't have thought about fucking Jeff if you wouldn't have made that stupid fucking bet!"

"Liz, I said I'm sorry! There's nothing else I can do right now!"

"I know, Shan," I said, calming down.

"How's your shoulder?" He asked, changing the subject which I was thankful for.

"Sore. Very sore, but nothing I can't handle."

"Yeah," he said. " I love you."

"Love you too. When's your next day off?"

"Saturday. You?"

"Same. You gonna be going home?"

"Yeah, I was planning on it, what about you?"

"Mhm."

x-x-x-

Saturday couldn't come soon enough. I had spent the rest of the week by myself. Jeff was still mad at me, the divas just didn't like me, and well, fuck everyone else, who cares? I was smiling like crazy when I stepped off that airplane in Charlotte. As soon as I had my bags, I ran to my car, threw my shit in the trunk and sped home. After discovering that I had arrived home first, I unpacked all my stuff and threw all the dirty clothes in the laundry room to do up later. Once done with that I headed upstairs for a much needed shower. I turned on my CD player I always kept in the bathroom and along with the song that blared from its speakers.

"Hello little boys little toys..." I sang as I undressed after turning the water on. I hopped into the shower, smiling as I let the hot water roll down my back. "Now hold on to me pretty baby, if you wanna fly. ..." I sang as I turned around to get my face wet. I grinned as I heard the bathroom door open and close, then the song being changed to Hey Man Nice Shot by Filter.

"I was listening to that," I said, grinning as the shower door opened.

"So?" I heard Shannon say as he stepped in.

"I don't recall inviting you in here," I teased.

"I don't remember asking for an invitation" Shannon said as he pushed me against the wall. I smiled at him before moving to his neck and bit down rather hardly making him moan loudly. I traced the 2BME tattoo on his stomach which made him moan again making me smile again, this time evilly.

"What are you planning" he groaned in my ear while I slowly trailed my fingers down towards his dick. He silently begged me to touch him but I had other things in mind. I brought my hands up his body and wrapped them around his neck and brought him closer to me. He groaned at the contact and kissed me hard grabbing my butt and lifting me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought our bottom halves closer together making him groan in frustration.

"Why are you teasing me" he groaned. I only smiled at him before trailing my hands down his chest each time getting lower and lower before going back up again. Shannon set me down before attacking my neck with bites and kisses and the whole 9 yards. I tilted my head to the side to give him better access. He let his hands move from my butt to my sides, to my stomach then up to fondle my breasts which made me moan out. He lifted his head up and smirked at me before going back to my neck just on the other side. I scratched my nails down his back which made him arch into me. He finally moved from my neck towards my neck and back to my lips. He thrust his tongue into my mouth demanding dominance which I was willing to give him. He wrapped my legs around his waist and lifted me up before slamming himself into me. He went in as far as he could before stopping and holding it there.

"Move dammit" I demanded in his ear before I started sucking on it. He then pulled back before giving one powerful thrust making my back slam into the tiles behind me, making me scream in pleasure. He started moving back and forth quickly gaining speed as he went. He went back to sucking on my neck and I went back to scratching at his back. He tightened his grip on my legs making me squeeze them together. He went back to kissing me before breaking the kiss to moan out loud. I smiled to myself knowing that I was making him feel this way made me feel damn good inside. I started grinding myself against him trying to make him go faster.

"Don't do that" he moaned in my ear. I smiled and started grinded even faster making him groan. I could feel he was close by the way he kept tensing up. I started moving against him harder and faster than before trying to help him along. He started moving even faster against me. He thrust one more time really deep and held it there as he came. I moaned really loud at the feeling and threw my head back.

"That...was...great" Shannon panted. I looked at him.

"You're telling me," I said with a grin.

"You bitches done?" I heard Jeff yell through the door.

"When the fuck did you get here?" I replied.

"Oh, ten minutes or so ago. I see that Shannon has improved," he said. I swear I could almost see the smart ass look on his face. "Now, why don't the two of you get dressed and come out here."

"Why?"

"Because I have to piss," he said, sarcastically. "Why else?"

"Who the hell knows with you," Shannon said, rolling his eyes. "Come on, let's get out of here." I nodded and followed him out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body as he did the same. We walked out of the bathroom and Jeff ran in. Apparently he had to go pretty damn bad.

"What do you wanna do now?" Shannon asked, kissing my forehead as we walked into the bedroom to get some clothes.

"I dunno," I said with a yawn.

"Tired?"

"Quite," I said, covering my mouth as I let out another yawn.

"I could use some sleep too," Shannon said. "But first we gotta get rid of Jeffro."

"That we do. HEY JEFF!" I yelled as I saw him coming out of the bathroom and towards us.

"Huh?"

"Go home!"

"You're kicking me out?"

"Yeah, we need some effing sleep."

"Fine, you jerks," Jeff said, walking away.

"Did he just call us jerks?"

"Yeah, I think he did," Shannon said as he got in bed. I followed suit and soon found myself wrapped in his arms and quickly falling into a deep sleep- something I've needed since the draft.