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When they finally arrived at Matts home he went straight up to take a nap, with his body in the shape that it was, all of the traveling was taking a terrible toll on him.

Being in this house again was beyond strange for Amy. This is where she thought she would be spending the rest of her life, just about two years ago. Nothing much had changed, a few pictures removed, mostly ones of her, an extra chair here and there, new gym equipment etc. The house felt cold to her, she wasn't sure if it was the actual temperature, or if she was just imagining things seeing as these past few days have had an eerie feel to them .

She was glad that she and Matt were getting along just like friends…but it was still strange for her. They hadn't been 'friends' and nothing more in nearly 8 years, and even before they were 'official' they were still more than friends.

As she made her way through the house she heard jingling of dog tags, and her face lit up. "Lucas" she whispered out loud. "Hey buddy" she said scooping him up in her arms. For a short time Lucas was the shared pet of both Amy and Matt…or as Matt liked to call him 'their son'…his son now.

As Amy sat on the floor playing with Lucas. As she sat rubbing him on his belly, she begin to wonder what could have been. She wondered what her life would have been like had she not thrown everything she had known away for a few nights of passion.

Would she have been married now? Pregnant? One could only guess. The one thing she did know, was she would have been happier than she was now.

Not to say that she wasn't satisfied with her music, and where she was at right now. But there was something missing, and as much as she didn't want to admit it…that something was love. The space in her heard to which Matt had always filled. Its funny, but when something was just there…for over 5 years, you kind of take it for granted.

He always made her happy. Even when he was pissing her off…she was still glad to be with him. She was stupid for giving it all up…it was never ever supposed to go that far.

Ever.

As she sat on the floor playing with the dog that was once hers, her mind drifted back to a much simpler time, to about two weeks before everything was exposed.

Amy sat on she and Matt's bed, waiting for him to get out of the shower so the two could retire under the sheets for the evening. It was a Monday night, and Amy had taken the night off, so she could spend some time with her boyfriend on their anniversary. The two had gone out for a nice dinner and then out to a club to see a local band play. It was, in her eyes…perfect.

As she waited, so was watching the last moments of Raw on Tivo. She couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as Adam appeared on the screen hand raised in the air victorious from the match that had just occurred. She had been having an affair with him for about two months now.

She hated that word; Affair. It made her feel so dirty and wrong. She never, ever envisioned herself to be in this position. She tried to defend her actions to herself, being that she wasn't emotionally attached to Adam, like she was Matt…it was just sex after all.

Still deep down, none of that seemed to make her feel any better. It had only happened a few times however, her sleeping with him. Amy knew she had to end it all soon, it wasn't that she hadn't wanted to before, it was just that her hormones had gotten the best of her…not that it was any excuse. She had even avoided him for the last week or so, hoping that he would catch the hint.

For a while now she and Matt had been discussing their futures together, and that wasn't something that Amy didn't want to chance.

She glanced up as she heard the creek of their bedroom door and smiled at the man she loved, the one who truly held her heart. Turning off the tv, she got situated in their dark purple sheets and patted the spot on the bed next to her.

Matt took the towel he held, and quickly brought it up to his dark locks hanging down around his face, and ran it through them, in an attempt to get most of the moisture out. After a moment he dropped the towel down to the floor and set next to Amy, pulling the sheets over his legs.

"You smell nice" Amy said lovingly, as she planted a kiss on the side of his neck.

Matt grinned boyishly "I used you shampoo"

Amy smiled in return rolling her eyes. "Well then I smell nice" she smirked, before running her fingers through his damp hair.

"Did you ever think life would turn out like this?" Matt asked her as he stared off into space, his fingers lightly tracing over her arm.

"Like what?"

He bent down slightly to kiss her on the top of her head "Perfect"

Amy then adjusted herself from his hold, and repositioned herself so she was sitting Indian style, facing him in the bed. "No" she said plainly before continuing "I actually always thought that I would live a very punk sort of life style. Playing music just to get by, never really settling down, you know?"

Matt looked at her "What changed your mind?"

She looked at him in the eyes "You". A truer statement had never left her lips before now, she looked down and smiled, embarrassed "Before you, I never thought I would be this happy…I never saw a regular life for me, you know? Steady job, Marriage kids? Never."

"And that's different now?" Matt questioned.

Amy nodded her head in response, and reached for his hand. She laughed "It's stupid really…I kind of always see us having this little boy." she paused "And um, raising him here…our little Hardy boy." her grin grew " I figured he would have your dark hair, my eyes…and that cute grin of yours…Im sounding like such a little girl, I know its stupid but its just always what I thought…"

As she trailed off Matt placed her hand around her cheek, cupping her face, before leaning over to kiss her softly "Its not stupid" he replied as he broke away "It sounds perfect."

Amy kissed him back, and rolled over on top of the man she loved. As they made love into the night, she felt as if nothing in her world would go wrong.

It truly was nothing short of perfect.