Last chapter :( I hate to let go but its time lol. I wanna say a big thank you to all my faithful reviewers, your support has meant so much to me and this really has shaped up to be my favorite fic of all time...thanks for making it even more special :) so heres the end hoep your all happy with it review please :D

A heaven breath escaped Amy's lips, "Ok you can do this," She said allowed, trying desperately to re-assure herself, "Just put one foot in front of the other, it easy...you do it all the time."

Her feet thankfully had decided to follow her directions, her left foot moved slowly in front of the right one and then right in front of the left. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Stacy watching her, "I'm going..." She told her, swinging her head around to eye ball the blonde. Sadly she wasn't sure who she was trying to convince, the leggy blonde, or herself.

Stacy folded her arms over her chest, "Then go..."

Swallowing the lump in her throat Amy pushed back the swinging door of the locker room, she was about to walk through when she heard a voice on the other side. And suddenly she felt in the pit of her stomach like she should stop and listen.

"Yes I know..." He said into the cell phone, "Well what else could I do?"

The other woman walked up behind her "Stop stalling..."

"Shhhh!" The red head commanded, peaking out through the tiny crack she was holding open in the door. "It's Jay..." She told Stacy.

Getting herself as close to the door as she could without him noticing her she continued to listen intently to his conversation.

"I told you Trish it didn't happen," He yelled into the receiver.

Trish? What was he doing talking to her? They were supposed to be broken up, and she certainly hadn't heard of anyone who made it habit to blab to there former girlfriends on the phone once it was over...especially when it ended because of someone else.

"She wouldn't go for it..." Jay continued, "I tried my hardest Trish...what do you mean it's just not good enough." He stopped his pacing for a moment and ran his free hand back over his short hair, "I know, I know you want to make sure we drive the last nail into the coffin...but don't you think this is going overboard babe? They are broken up already, you tricked Amy into thinking you and Chris had sex so why do I have to sleep with her for real? Will that really be the straw that breaks the camels back, or is it just over kill?"

The Atlanta residents blood was boiling as she shoved the door forward with all the force in her body, causing it to hit Jay in the back which resulted in him loosing his natural balance. "What the hell?" He shouted, watching his cell phone fall out of his hand and slide across the floor.

"You fucking bastard!" She screamed at him, watching his face turn obviously realising that she had heard everything. His face was making her sick and she couldn't help herself from punching him square in the face.

His hand moved to his nose on instinct as blood began to pour down his face, "My nose! You bitch!"

"That was for me," She said, swinging yet again, "That was for Chris," Amy spat, pulling back to shake the pain from her hand before leaning back again and putting everything she had into one last punch, "And that was for ruining the only good thing that ever happened to me."

He fell to the floor with a loud thud and she walked over him like he was garbage, and he was. She couldn't believe that she had actually been so stupid that she didn't see what was in front of her face. And she was kicking herself for not believing Chris when he told her that it was all a misunderstanding, she should have known to trust him, and known better then to trust Jay even if she was doubting him from the beginning. But still, how the hell had she let him trick her again? "Fool me once shame on you, fool me once shame on me." She whispered, her face collapsing in her hands.

Jay groaned on the floor and Stacy must have decided that he hadn't quite had enough because when she walked over him she decided to introduce his ribs to her pointed shoes, "Asshole" She muttered.

The blonde moved up behind Amy and wrapped her arm around her shoulder in comfort, "So what are you going to do now?"

Her shoulders fell, "I don't know, I have no right to expect Chris to forgive me...I should have just believed him in the first place, what kind of horrible person am I?"

"You're not a horrible person, he knows you've been through a lot sweetie, and I'm sure he'll just be grateful that you know the truth now."

She shook her head, "I really don't deserve that."

"You deserve everything."

Amy quickly turned around, hazel eyes meeting blue when she saw him standing behind her, "Chris," She said softly.

Stacy looked around nervously, unsure of what to do, she wanted to watch, but her heart told her to back off for once and let them have some privacy. "I'll leave you two alone."

Chris smiled widely when he moved closer to her, "So I saw Jay back there on the floor, cussing you out to Trish on the phone..." He paused slight scuffing his feet beneath him, "And I'm assuming that means you finally know what's going on?" The Canadian said to her, his tongue questioning.

She slightly nodded, too ashamed with herself to look up, "Yeah, I'm really sorry Chris, I never should have doubted you... I shouldn't have let Jay and Trish mess with head like that. I should have known it was all bullshit from the get-go," She stopped to wipe a fresh tear from her eye, "But just seeing her with you it made me so god damn mad, Chris. It was like just when I finally found the one person who made me feel like I was complete, she had to go and yank it out from underneath me...again. First Jay and then you. And now I know that Jay didn't mean anything to me ever, what I felt for him back then doesn't even come close to what I feel for you now...it didn't even come close to how much I cared about you even when I thought you cheated on me. Because as much as I wanted to hate you...I still couldn't stop thinking about you. And that's how I know it's real. "

He sighed, "I wish you would have trusted me."

Her eyes hit the flooring searching it with her stare like it would magically reveal the right thing to say, "I know,", was all she could come up with.

"It hurt me so much to think that you thought I could do that to you...and no matter how hard I tried you wouldn't believe me. I wanted to hate you to...."

Knowing where the conversation was headed she turned to go, "I'm sorry I ruined it all Chris."

He grabbed her arm to stop her, "But it made me realise that I obviously love you more then I've ever loved anyone...because I know I never would have stopped trying." She smiled, "Don't ever think I would have stopped trying, Amy."

He tilted her jaw upward and kissed her lips gently, "Because no matter who has hurt you, or how many times...I love you so much, and I will never break your heart Amy Dumas...I promise you that."

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, "I love you too..." The red head whispered, pushing her lips to his ear as squeezed him tighter, never wanting to let go of him again. "But I'd rather show you how much I love you."

The smile on his face grew larger, taking over his bold features, "I like the sound of that." He said smugly, taking in the scent of her hair. It was one of the thousand little things that he missed about her. Because even though they hadn't been together or apart for that long... it felt like forever. What he felt when he was with her could only be described as magically and he never wanted to let it die.

"You want to find somewhere we can be alone then?" She asked, finally pulling back.

Chris smirked, "Just lead the way..." He replied, his fingers trailing down her bare arm. She shivered at the simple touch, it meant more to her now then a hundred kisses...it made her ache for more in ways she never could have imagined... He really was perfect.

And so it ended like it started, with two hands laced as one.