True to her word, Amy visited Caitlin at her apartment one night after she had finished work and picked up her son from daycare. Brandon was so excited at the thought of seeing Aunt Amy - who had been a big part of his life and the first person from Cameron to "come see my new room" - after so long, he wouldn't sit still during the ride home and on the sittingroom couch. Everytime a car passed outside the window, he would rush to look and shout through to his mother, "is that Amy yet?"

Just as Caitlin was reaching the point of insanity, the downstairs buzzer sounded.

"Hello," she said into the speaker.

"Let me up girl," Amy responded in her usual cheeky voice. "I've got take-out and it's getting colder by the second."

Chuckling at Amy, one of her only friends left from Cameron, Caitlin pressed the button to let her in and opened the front door in anticipation, herself growing excited at seeing the girl she had partied with on many occasion. Brandon skidded through from the sitting room, eyes wide and a big grin plastered on his face. When Amy appeared at the doorway, he barged past his mother and cemented himself to Amy's legs as though he was trying to squeeze her legs until they fell off.

She laughed as she quickly handed Caitlin the pizza she had brought with her before it went flying, then she bent down and lifted him onto her hip. "Hey Mr Brandon. Did you miss me by any chance?"

"Uh-huh," he replied, suddenly serious. He wrapped his arms tightly around her neck in a mini-bear hug, sending Caitlin's heart into her mouth. "I miss my family. Is Daddy okay?"

"He is." Amy told him, putting him back on the ground. "He told me to tell you he misses you and he will see you soon." She shot a quick glance at Caitlin.

"Come in," she said, trying to break the atmosphere. "I'll give you the guided tour."

Amy looked around at the new apartment, silently taking in all Caitlin had done in such a short space of time. It wasn't until they had all sat down and Brandon was engrossed in his pizza that she spoke.

"Okay Caity-cat," she began, cutting right to the case as she usually did when there was something serious to talk about. "What the hell is going on? You took off all of a sudden, you're seeing Paul again and you and Jeff aren't speaking. I think I woke up in an alternate universe."

"I didn't leave all of a sudden," Caitlin explained, her voice steely as she tried to keep her anger at bay. "Jeff asked me to leave. He gave me an ultimatum, and I realised that if he was really my friend, he would never do that. He doesn't want me to have a life because he's scared I'll leave. I can't live like that."

"He never told me that bit," her friend quietly admitted. "The way he is telling the story is that you blew your top and took off and he's the injured party."

"He told me that if I wasn't prepared to love him the way he wanted, then he didn't want to know me."

Amy's jaw dropped open in shock. "He never!"

"That's exactly what he said."

"He did do a lot for you," the red head reminded Caitlin gently. "He took you in all those years ago when you ran away from your family. He let you stay as long as you wanted, and even got you a job in the WWE when you wanted to work for the magazine.

"And more importantly he stood by you when you arrived back on his doorstep and announced you were pregnant. Since then," Amy dropped her voice in case Brandon was listening. "He has played dad to your son, even though he didn't need to. That shows love."

Caitlin paused. It was the first time she had stopped to think about what Jeff had done over the years, for her and then for Brandon. It was a cold slap in the face and for a moment she felt guilty for leaving the way she did.

That doesn't excuse what he asked you to do, her conscience reminded her. Despite his kindness over the years, he crossed the line. He was trying to stop you finding love because he was jealous.

As though reading her mind, Amy leaned over and took Caitlin's hand. "All that doesn't mean that what he did wasn't wrong. It sounds like a shitty situation to be in. What I am saying is, is all he has done for you and you for him really worth throwing away over this?"

"I didn't throw it away. He put me in an impossible position." She paused before speaking again, swithering whether or not to tell the WWE diva what was on her mind. "Amy, what if Paul is the one? I am getting a second chance to find out and that is something I am not going to pass up. What if I lose the love of my life because I'm too pig-headed to forgive one indiscretion?"

"Mummy," Brandon, finished with his pizza, popped his head up to look at the two women sitting at the dining table. "Can I watch Nemo before bedtime?"

"Of course you can, sweetheart, but go and get your jammies first."

Amy watched Brandon run to his room and looked back at her friend. "Cait, I have a confession. I'm here not just to support you, I need some support myself."

The brunette stayed silent, waiting for her friend to continue. Tears began rolling down Amy's cheeks uncontrollably and she was shaking.

"I've been sleeping with Adam," she wailed, dropping her head onto her hands. "And Matt and Adam's wife have found out and everything is going wrong."

"Oh Amy," Caitlin jumped out of her seat and cuddled her friend. "You silly girl. Tell me everything."

Brandon came back through in his pyjamas ready to watch Finding Nemo, which he had seen about 100 times and, much to Caitlin's chagrin, didn't seem to be tiring of. When he saw Amy crying, he got upset and asked her what was wrong.

"Nothing, little man," she gave him a watery smile. "I'm just really happy for you guys getting your new place and all your new stuff."

Satisfied with Amy's answer, Brandon divebombed onto the couch and pulled the blanket Caitlin covered the couch with over him. She put the DVD into the player and left her son to enjoy the film.

By the time Nemo had finished, Brandon was curled up asleep and Amy had told Caitlin all the sordid details.

"Where are you staying?"

"At hotels mostly." Amy told her and as though anticipating what was coming next, added, "I'm not staying here."

"Yes you are," Caitlin responded firmly. "There's no question of it. We can be Cameron outcasts together."

Amy hugged her fiercely, thankful that someone wasn't treating her like a leper and calling her scum. "Well in return I'll babysit when I can and I'll even attempt housework."

Caitlin laughed at Amy's offer. The WWE diva was famous for being unable to cook or clean and the offer diffused the serious situation.

After carrying a sleeping Brandon through to his bed, Caitlin showed Amy the spare room and told her to "make yourself at home".

Lying in her bed, Caitlin mulled over everything Amy had told her. Jeff was playing the victim, which meant she was the villain. It hurt, but it wasn't to be unexpected. Matt would have let Jeff believe the lie, until he felt it was the truth.

Spiteful manipulative fucker, she thought about Jeff's older brother. He was desperate to get me out of the way and he's trying to make sure there's no chance I can ever go back. Well if it's war he wants, it's war he'll get.

Oh god, what will Caitlin do to Matt? And how will living with Amy be once he finds out where she is hiding?

I know this chapter has been very late in coming and it doesn't really do much. I just feel that for future chapters it's going to be important to set up the relationship between Amy and Caitlin. Also I want to explain that when I write it is a very organic experience, as though I am recording actual people going about their lives. And as we all know, everyone has some mundane in their lives, even those in the WWE! I promise it will get more exciting very soon.

Thank you to people who have emailed and PMed me asking where the updates were. It really gave me a kick up the butt and now that work is less hectic, I'm planning on devoting more time to my fan fics, including the ongoing one-shot series "Celebrity Skin".