A/N: It's going by fast now. The story's almost over.

"Hey Shawn," I heard, feeling a tap on my shoulder. The voice sounded familiar, but I hadn't heard it in years....

"Sunny?" I asked, shocked at the blonde standing in front of me. "Hey!" We wrapped our arms around each other in a tight embrace. We pulled apart and smiled at each other, happy to finally see each other after years apart. "Damn, it's been so long!"

"Too long," she said, placing a hand on my shoulder. "I've missed you so much."

"You too, especially with all the stress lately."

"Stress?" she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly. Her hair had grown a lot since the nineties, and her crystal blue eyes were as bright as ever. I'd really missed Sunny. She was so bright, in a flirty kind of way. Almost like Skylar. Almost.

"Well, you know WrestleMania is coming up." she nodded.

"That's why I'm here!"

I smiled. "Well there's that, and not knowing whether or not I'm going to have a job afterwards, we're getting married the day after, and she's two months pregnant."

"She?" Sunny said, her face falling instantly. "You're engaged?"

"Um, yeah," I said. "To Skylar DiBiase."

Her face was so frozen in shock I had to wave my hands in front of her. "Sunny! Sunny!"

"She's like, ten years younger than you!"

"Eight, actually," I said, scrubbing my hand over my face.

"That doesn't change anything! She's too immature to be pregnant and engaged! She should be out partying and having fun."

"Wow. Thanks Sunny."

"You know it's true," she said, rubbing my arm again. "You need someone older. Someone who's gonna be there for you." She leaned forward to kiss me, but I backed away just in time.

"Sunny, seriously, chill the fuck out," I said, frowning at her. "I love Skylar to death, and I'm not going to cheat on her."

"I know," Sunny said, grabbing her head. "I'm sorry. Look, let's just forget about that, okay?" She smiled. "I wish you and Skye the best of luck."

"Thanks," I said, giving her another hug. Before I pulled away I heard my phone buzzing from my pocket. I pulled it out and stared at the unrecognized number.

"Hmm," I said to myself, answering the phone. "Hello?"

"Shawn? Shawn, it's an emergency." Andy's frantic voice practically screamed at me from the receiver.

"Where are you?" I asked, waving Sunny goodbye. I got in the truck and revved it up, ready to be wherever Andy needed me, no matter how much we hated each other.

"The hospital," she said. "It's the baby."

My face fell and I froze, almost dropping the phone in the process. I couldn't even comprehend what Andy was saying.

"Shawn? Shawn, are you listening? They don't even know what happened. Skye said she was using the bathroom and saw a lot of blood. We took her to the hospital and they told her she'd had a miscarriage." Andy was bawling now. I couldn't even say anything to calm her down. Everything was a blur and I drove down to the hospital, not even speeding. She had been so excited to be an aunt. We were all excited about the newest member of the WWE Universe.

We'd come down to Texas (since it's so close to Arizona) and started getting ready for the wedding, which was a week away. This Saturday, Skye was going to see her father (not step-father. Ted was so much more than that to her) get inducted into the Hall of Fame. Sunday, her fiancé would be competing in the biggest match of his life. And that Monday, she was to be married to said fiancé.

The family had come down from Connecticut. Ted, Brett, Marley, Ted Sr. Joelle, and the newest member of the family, Madeline DiBiase, were all excited to see little Skylar get married after Ted was inducted. It was stressful with so many demands, but everyone was happy. Up until now.

I rushed to her side as soon as I got to the hospital. She was in hysterics and the hospital staff was filing to calm her. She grabbed my hand, yelling about how sorry she was and how she didn't know this would happen.

"The baby's dead?" I asked, my face hard as stone. She nodded and I looked at one of the nurses. "What happened?"

"We're not sure. It's hard to pin a direct cause during the first trimester, but the most common cause is stress," said the nurse. I look down at Skylar who was holding my hand to her face as she sobbed. I yanked my hand from her and went back to the car. I was beyond pissed. I can and will forgive a lot of things, but messing with my kids isn't one of them. I pulled the Swiss Army Knife out of the glove compartment and slashed it across my wrist.

If she could fuck me over, I'd help her finish the job.

Sorry. Skye's eggo is no longer preggo. =(