Jamie's POV

I once read a line in a Chicken Soup book that said, 'When you're going through hell just keep on going'. So that's what I did, I trained hard, worked hard, studied hard right to the point that my final assignment was handed in and I got onto the plane taking me to America, home for 6 weeks. Though I was born in New Zealand and raised in Australia, America always seemed to get called home, after all my parents lived there and I affiliated home as being my parent's house. I left Australia just as winter was starting to reach its peak, 14 hours later I arrived in America in the middle of summer. Though having down this trip more times than I could remember I was well prepared.

My trip home was pretty uneventful I caught up with a couple of friends, went to my 'American Church' and went across to an Island for a weekend of chilling out and going insane. There were no WWE shows in Minnesota while I was home so I didn't see a show. It's not as though I didn't have the opportunity as Pete, my step brother, tried to convince me to let him drive us over 7 hours to see a RAW house show. When I told him I wasn't keen on seeing RAW he wanted to drive us 10 hours for Smackdown at that point I put my foot down.

6 weeks later I was at the airport giving my mum a hug as she once again burst into tears at having to say goodbye to her baby girl. It was a 4 hour flight to LA then another 14 hours back to Brisbane. As soon as I stepped through the arrival doors my friend's ambushed me, excited to see me. Like me they all headed home for the holidays yet we had long formed a little family of our own.

It took a while to deal with Shane's betrayal however with my friend's help I was able to accept it. WWE came to town again a few months after I returned to Australia in July. Despite it being a Smackdown show I wasn't keen on going, until my friends literally dragged me along. It was weird; Eddie wasn't there while Rey, Batista and a couple of others still sported EG arm bands. Shane, or should I say 'Gregory', wasn't there but he was on Raw and it was because of this fact that I allowed my friend's to drag me along.

I think I must have the best luck in the world when it comes to meeting WWE superstars… On my last trip home I'd run into Batista in the Qantas club lounge and at the show he recognised me, so the girls and I got invited backstage and were able to hang out with him and Rey. The two of them were pretty cool guys and neither of them seemed to connect me with Shane. I loved hanging out with the WWE guys so many of them were so awesome and welcoming. I always joked that I don't line up to meet superstars they line up to meet me though more and more these days I'm starting to believe it. Every show I go to I get invited backstage to meet yet another wrestler, not that I was complaining, although it was slightly annoying that I never got to see the end of a show.

Just before I headed home for Christmas and summer vacation Will told me about his call to 'Gregory', although I disapproved and was slightly angry I couldn't help but smile. The guy cared that much about me he confronted someone who could clearly kick his ass. I can only guess that the phone call worked as I didn't hear from Shane again.

I had completely moved on and had basically forgotten about the whole ordeal until some 13yr old fan girl would come up to me giggling like a goon,

"You're the one that screwed Helms for a while weren't you?" I would sigh and simply reply,

"Tylie how many times do I have to tell you that I dated him I didn't screw him," Yep it was always the same girl. She was one of the two girls at the kids club where I worked.

My life was going great; I was about to graduate university, I had a steady job and six months after I graduated I was heading overseas on a world tour with my boxing club. I was single, I was happy and I as soon I came back from my tour I was going to start my dream job.

Graduation was the best day of my life, my mum and step dad flew down from America as a surprise. I didn't graduate at the top of my class but then I was never going to graduate at the top of my class, everyone kept saying I had the brains to do it I was just busy and didn't apply myself.

"Mum, Alan I love you to death but I've got to get to work. I'll be back in a couple of hours" I hugged my folks, I didn't want to go to work, especially since it was the day I graduated, the day I was no longer a university student.

I'd been at work for roughly an hour and was up the back of the centre checking the climbers when my boss yelled out to me,

"Oi Jamie, some blokes here to see ya"

"Send him back, I'm busy" I replied not turning my attention from the young man that was scared half way up the wall.

"It'll be ok, I'll bring you down, just lean back" I smiled up at the scared teenager as I took the rope from his friend and connected myself up.

"Hello Jamie" A deep southern voice from behind me said. In shock I nearly dropped the scared teenager I was trying help. I didn't say a word while I carefully lowered the boy, but my mind was racing. I was 21, I hadn't seen him in nearly 2 years and my life was going great, so why was he back now?

"Go up the front and get some drinks off Jase, my shout" I smiled at the two boys, they'd just been being stupid, and they didn't think they'd get stuck. I carefully turned around I knew who was there; I just didn't want to face him.

"I thought Will told you not to come back"

"No offence to your little buddy but I stopped listening to little kids a long time ago" His voice was calm, he wasn't trying to be vicious or nasty he was just telling the truth.

"What are you doing here?"

"I heard it was your graduation, I wanted to give you a present." He replied sheepishly holding out a wrapped gift,

"You know where I live, you could have posted it"

"Open it" He whispered nervously so I did. Inside was a leather bound bible, it was quite a beautiful book but clearly well read.

"Look inside" He whispered again sounding even more nervous. Carefully I opened the book to read the inscription inside.

'Shane,

Remember the most important part of Christmas is the first 6 letters. You've come along way, it's about time you have your own bible and give mine back.

Your brother in Christ

Shawn'

"It's a bible, it's your bible." I replied shrugging slightly, I was confused and didn't see the big deal.

"JAMIE! Get your butt down here and help me with this party" Jase called from the front of the centre.

"Look Shane, I'm at work… This is a bible it means very little to me. Hang around, find a partner and climb, go away and come back later I don't care. I however have to work. My folks are back at my place, they flew from America for my graduation and I have to work. I graduated today and I have to work, you showing up isn't the best thing for me right now" The look on Shane's face was one of dejection but what I'd said was the truth, him being there was the worst thing that could happen.

SHANE'S POV

I had some time off from work and I knew Jamie was due to graduate so I decided to go down and see her. My present was an attempt to show her that I was a changed man, it seemed to fail. She was angry; I suppose I would be too if someone rocked up while I was working and started to talk to me. I followed Jamie to the front of the centre and watched as she began to kit up a bunch of 10 year old girls who started giggling when, who I'm guessing was Jamie's boss, came anywhere near their waist lines.

"Argh Jamie I give up you do the girls, I'll speak to the adults" He sighed walking away from the girls. Jamie was really good at her job, within moments she had all the girls in harnesses and was handing out carabineers. Jamie looked over at me and I could see the hurt from my betrayal two years prior in her eyes. Guilt rushed over me and I silently apologised and asked for her forgiveness.

I headed outside and said down on the gutter, the bible hanging loosely in my hands. I felt awful, I really should have listened when Will rang. She'd moved on and didn't want me around. I was a just a punk ass mid-carder with a history of womanising, I'd never be anything great. It didn't matter if I was Gregory or Hurricane or if I had a genius IQ, I was never going to be great. Jamie had just finished college, she was going to be a somebody, she was going to make a difference in people's lives, and I got beat up for a living.

"Hey, Helms can I get your autograph?" A gruff young voice busted through my thoughts causing me to look up and come face to face with the young men that Jamie had helped down half an hour earlier. I smiled and signed the piece of paper that they held out while making small talk with the two boys.

"Oi Helms" A soft voice from behind me called as someone put their hands on my shoulders,

"I've got to collect the fish n chips want to come for a ride?" Jamie smiled before patting my shoulders and walking towards the car.