"Shut up…shut up…shut up!" Amy groaned as she pushed the snooze button of her alarm clock. She squinted at the time on the clock.

"Oh crap!" She shouted. It was almost 10am and she was late. She turned and gasped as she did, "Jesus Adam! You were gonna give me a heart attack!"

Adam chuckled as he stopped staring at his fiancée.

"Sorry Ames, I was just watching you sleep…I didn't get much last night" He said, sitting up on the edge of the bed.

"Come on, Adam. Get changed and get in the car! Oh man…Trish is gonna have a fit…" Amy said as she rushed into the bathroom and turning on the shower.

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"Oh man, we're late…"

"Relax, Ames…"

Amy smiled and turned to Adam. He was always so calm, even when Trish was plotting to kill him for being late…

"Why did she have to plan a party for Chelsea at a park…" Adam said, looking up. The skies were grey and cloudy, it seemed as if it was going to rain soon.

"Who knows…Come on lets go…" Amy said, taking a step forward. The redhead stopped abruptly and turned back to Adam, a confused look crossing her features. She looked at Adam who smiled at her.

"There's something you need to promise me Ames…" He said, his voice holding a serious tone.

"You can't stop me from singing 'Happy Birthday', Adam…" Amy sighed as she rolled her eyes. Adam had laughed at her singing many times before.

"No, not that," Adam chuckled as he shoved his hands into his pockets and walked to Amy, coming face to face with her, "You gotta promise me you'll forgive yourself for everything that went down the other day…" Adam said, smiling softly at Amy who smiled back at him, then broke out into a fit of giggles.

"I can't believe you're wearing a suit for this, I mean, it doesn't seem right for the event…"

"What doesn't feel right?" A voice from behind Amy said. The redhead turned and saw Trish staring back at her, a look of puzzlement and concern on her face.

"You know, wearing a suit for a five year old's birthday party with kids with chocolate all over their faces and running around the place…" Amy chuckled at Trish. Trish looked at Amy with concern.

"Where do you think we are?" Trish asked. Amy turned around to Adam but saw nothing but a few trees and a park bench. A tear rolled down her face and she finally accepted the truth…

Silently, the redhead walked down the rest of the path toward the seated crowd where she sat at the front row, tears freely falling out of her eyes without end. Beside her, Trish began weeping; Jeff put an arm around her and wiped a tear from his eyes. To Amy's left sat Jay Reso, who refused to look up from his shoes, his wife Nora staring straight ahead into the large marble slab.

Behind Amy, many rows of people sat, many from the business. Some…Lifelong friends with Adam…Others…People who couldn't care less about the death of their colleague…

"Ladies and gentlemen we are here today to mourn the death of our beloved friend, son and acquaintance, Adam Copeland who was taken away from us in an unfortunate car accident…" The priest began.

Amy tuned out of the priests' words, no matter what he said, no matter how beautiful his words were, they wouldn't describe her Adam…No…He was more than her fiancée…He was her life…And now…As clear as it could be…Amy finally understood that he was gone, and he had taken a little part of her with him…

Her heart…

A/N: Well I hoped you enjoyed that…READ AND REVIEW! Oh, and for the people who said Wtf? At the end…If you read it again, you'll see that nobody noticed Adam at all…