A/N A guest reviewer asked if I would let Rayna live in this and of course I will! I was heartbroken when she died and could probably never handle writing that myself. This story will go down a little differently, without a car crash, but still some character-whump... yes Rayna will get hurt in some way. My twisted mind think she got out of the stalker situation a little too easy (okay that probably sounds very wrong). I kind of want him to "save" her from her husband if you know what I mean ;)

I hope you enjoy this!

Chapter 2

Rayna Jaymes frowned as she picked up her mail and couldn't stop staring at the envelope. As she entered her house she opened the yellow package slowly and pulled out the papers inside. She had gotten fan letters before, but there were so many pages this time. And that wasn't the only thing. Turning the envelope upside down, a pile of red rose petals fell out. Now, that was something different.

Rayna almost jumped out of her skin when her phone suddenly rang. Why was this getting to her? She hadn't even read the letter yet, but she was filled with a terrible feeling.

"Hello?" She answered hesitantly when the caller ID said unknown. She wasn't sure why she picked it up when she didn't know who it was, especially after this letter, but it could've been an important call.

To her great relief, the voice on the line told her it was Zach Wells, the millionaire who had just shown interest in investing in her company.

Rayna tried to keep her focus on him, but she just wanted to sit down and read through that letter. The call had something to do about a director and Rayna had to admit that she was unsure about wanting to jump into that so quickly, especially after the offer he had made. She hadn't even accepted yet.

As Zach talked she skimmed through the first page to get an idea of what this was about. The whole thing looked like a love letter. Of course she'd received love letters before, but this one seemed different. Something about it rubbed her the wrong way. And the fact that the envelope just had her name on it, no address or anything, was also disturbing. That meant that whoever had sent it had been to her house and perhaps that creeped her out more than anything.

Her head turned to the door when her husband walked in and she shot him a small smile and walked away from the letter. Having the phone on speaker allowed the man to hear the entire conversation she was having with Zach. Deacon grabbed a glass of water and watched his wife for a few seconds before noticing the pile of rose petals and immediately approached it. His hand touched the rose petals as he picked up the letter, flipping through the pages, his face holding the same worry she'd had only moments ago.

"Alright, bye," she said finally and hung up the phone.

"What's all this?" Deacon was quick to ask.

"I don't know," Rayna shrugged and looked at the letter.

"It's over five pages long," Deacon raised his eyebrows and his wife went to stand next to him, leaning her head against his shoulder. She wasn't sure why she tried to brush it off when it freaked her out just as much.

"It's probably nothin'," she said and kissed him, hoping that would calm him down.

"It doesn't have an address. He's been here," Deacon said what she already had thought about before.

"I know, babe, but what would you like me to do?" Rayna sighed and sat down on a stool, resting her head in her hands.

"I don't feel comfortable with you walking around alone for starters."

"Oh you know, it's not that bad. It's just a letter from a fan. I've gotten many letters and then I never hear from them again."

"I think we should call Bucky," Deacon said and Rayna agreed, immediately reaching for her phone and sending him a text. Bucky had been with her for her whole career and also seen her previous fan letters. He could probably tell her if this was actually something to worry about. This would all blow over.

Her husband moved to lean on the kitchen bar next to where she was sitting, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked at her with those eyes she could always drown in. There was always so much affection in his eyes and she could see how much he loved her. And she loved him too so so much.

"Come here," Rayna beckoned And reached for the color of his shirt to pull him close to her, his lips easily finding hers. Her hands moved to his cheek, feeling his light stubble underneath her palms. "I love you so much," she mumbled against his lips, but didn't want to pull back. Right now she just wanted to be close to him.

His arms snaked around her waist and he lifted her up on the kitchen bar, letting her hook her legs around him. "We should probably stop," he whispered, but he made no move to move away from her. Instead he traced her cheekbone with kisses, making her throw her head back.

Rayna groaned slightly, both out of pleasure and some frustration. "I don't want to stop," she told him and used her legs to press him even closer to her. They'd always kept the sex to beds and the occasional couch, but she would lie if she said the thought of doing it on the kitchen bar didn't excite her. The only fear being that her daughters could walk in on them. But not now. Daphne was in school for a few more hours and Maddie had her internship.

His right hand tangled into her golden hair and she closed her eyes for a moment. God this felt good.

A sudden knock on the door interrupted them and Deacon reluctantly pulled away. Rayna was sure they would've gone all the way if they hadn't been interrupted like this. Her husband decided that he was in a better condition to open the door and would let her get some time to look presentable again. She had almost completely forgotten about the letter she'd received and now had to bring up again. What she really wanted was to forget about all of it and make love to her husband. Now she just had to get this over with.

This time he was hiding in the bushes, his car parked a distance away to keep anyone unwanted to see him. He had gotten there before her and watched as she entered her big house. Since he'd been doing this for months he knew exactly where to hide to get the best look at her. There was a beautiful crease between her eyebrows as she opened the letter and he understood why she would react like that. Rayna's husband never showed her this much love and appreciation. Though he wanted to see her smile when she read it, but it didn't come. Instead her phone rang and she answered with speakerphone by the looks of it. Oh, how he wished to know who would disturb her in this special moment, his special moment. A person that drew a small smile to her lips. Was it her husband? No, do you can enter the kitchen right after while Rayna was still on the phone and she smiled. Again. But not for him.

That bastard touched the letters, making Wayne's fists clenched, knuckles turning white. This was private. The letter contained his personal feelings, his love for Rayna, how much she meant for him and how she was the only woman he would ever love. And now she let Deacon read it. Though he couldn't blame her for that because he knew it couldn't be easy to talk back to her abuser. The man did look pissed too as he read it and he hoped he hadn't put her in any kind of trouble. Their relationship was something special and he was well aware that Deacon easily got jealous. Hadn't he beaten up both Teddy and Luke? Was he next on that list?

Perhaps not yet since Deacon had no idea who'd sent the letter. But he would know eventually.

Rayna hung up the phone and directed her attention on that loser. They were talking and he wished he could hear what they were saying, but he was fine with just looking at her face. It was beautiful even when she looked miserable, which she did right now. How could she live with a man who made her feel like that? Maybe he should've caught her when she was alone so she wouldn't have to sit through his jealousy issues. He really did feel bad for her.

A pang of hurt hit him in the heart as he watched that beautiful woman pull her soon to be ex-husband close and kissed him. But they didn't just end with the kiss. They were so close to each other, she was pulling him too close to her and he didn't stop. Of course he wouldn't just stop when he was stuck with such an amazing woman. Would anyone?

Why would she do that? Have sexual intercourse in the kitchen, for the whole world to see? Granted, he was the only one there looking at her, but that didn't mean paparazzis couldn't be hiding nearby. This wasn't the first time he'd watched her in a compromising situation like this, he had seen her naked a few times, but nothing had hurt like this. Just after he had spilled his heart out. Did he mean that little to her?

Or maybe... What if the letter filled her with such excitement that she just had to get it out with the first available guy there? After all, she didn't know where to find Wayne yet, so Deacon was the closest. He needed to tell himself that to keep himself from doing something too rational. He didn't want to take out his anger on her, even now when it seemed like she gave no thoughts to his letters, when she didn't seem to care. He just had to believe it was just an act in front of her husband.

It didn't take long for her manager to arrive and interrupt the two lovers. Wayne was partly relieved that they wouldn't get to make love, but the older man's presence made him frown slightly. What was he doing there? A part of him already knew the answer to that question and that same part was furious that she would choose to show him these personal documents. That had to be Deacon again. He was sure that as soon as she was alone to read everything she would smile like he was only person she could ever love too, the man she had always been waiting for.

A/N Please review! Love to hear your thoughts!