"Hey, have either one of you heard from Brandy? She's been gone for quite some time, now," Kevin commented as him, Glenn and Gregory had a drink at the local bar. After her miscarriage, both her and Vince decided it would be best if she postponed her debuting in the business, and took some time off to recover, both physically and mentally. It had been four months now, and still no Brandy.

"I talked to her once, but that's it. I can never get a hold of her. Plus, she probably needs this time to regroup, and get her mind back on track," Gregory replied.

"Well I haven't talked to her per say, but she's been staying at my house with Teresa, and Teresa talks to me about her." Glenn commented.

"How she doing?" Gregory asked.

"Better. A lot better, actually. Teresa said she's been training real hard, and keeping herself busy. She also talks about what happened at least once a week with a counselor, which is good. She's doing all the things the doctor suggested, and apparently it's really helping her out."

"That's good. Have you heard when she plans on coming back? I mean, it's been, what…three, four months now?" Kevin asked.

"When is who coming back?" a female voice suddenly asked behind them.

The three of them turned around, and all exclaimed, "Brandy!"

"Hey guys," Brandy replied with a wide grin on her face as she walked over to them and gave them all a big hug.

"It's great to see you little one," Kevin said as he hugged her.

"It's great to see all of you guys too," she said as she moved on to give Gregory a hug. "I missed you guys like hell."

"Well we missed you too," Glenn replied when his turn came to give her a hug. "Here, sit down and have a drink. I'll pay," he added.

"That'd be great. Thanks," she said as she sat down on an empty bar stool.

"So how have you been?" Gregory asked.

"Pretty good. At least…I've been doing better than what I was, if that's what you mean," Brandy replied, taking a drink of her beer when it arrived. "Thanks for letting me stay with Teresa, Glenn. That really helped."

"Hey, no problem," Glenn said, patting her back. "So, I heard from a little bird that you've been working really hard on getting back into the ring. Is that true, or is that bird pulling my leg?" he asked.

"Yeah, I have. That really helped, too. Working out helped take away stress, and took my mind off of…well, you know. I've also been working on my wrestling. Shawn was helping me out, and said if I keep up the pace I've been going at, that I should be able to get in the ring in no time. I really wanted Vince to see how committed I am to this business, and that even if something bad happens, I'll still keep my job as a top priority," Brandy replied.

"Well I think you'll definitely impress Vince," Glenn replied.

Brandy smiled at this, and then asked, "Hey, anyone up for going to a club or two?"

Kevin and Glenn laughed at this. "I'll pass on the whole club scene," Glenn replied.

"Yeah, I'm with Glenn on this one, Brandy. Sorry, but that just isn't my thing," Kevin added.

"Whatever. What about you, Greg?"

He looked at the guys, and then back at her. "You know what? Count me in. It's been a hell of a long time since I went to a club. I'll go for old time's sakes," Gregory replied.

With a squeal, Brandy went over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You are awesome!" she gushed. Looking at the other two, she added, "Last chance, guys. You sure you don't wanna go?"

"I'm sure," Glenn replied.

She looked at Kevin, and he held his hands up. "You two go have fun without me."

"Okay, whatever. Glenn, thank you for the drink, and I'll see you two tomorrow," Brandy replied, and gave them both a hug as Gregory paid for his tab. Her and Gregory said good-bye before heading out the door, both of them ready to both catch up on things and have a good time.

"Mark, please come dance with me," Stephanie whined, pouting as she tugged on his hands.

"Steph, you know I don't dance," Mark replied.

"Just once?"

"I'd have to have a LOT more drinks than what I've had to even consider going out there."

"Later?"

"Maybe, and that is a BIG maybe," he replied, and she reluctantly took another drink of her margarita before heading back out onto the dance floor.

Mark watched Stephanie as she danced. He found his liking for her fading with every day. They had not even been together for half a year yet, and already she was getting on his nerves. Sure, she was sexy as hell, and had really been a big help during tough times, but now that they were more than friends, he couldn't stand her any longer.

Even though he would never admit it, he was really beginning to miss Brandy. He missed everything about her, and how easy it was to be himself around her. Other than cheating on him, she had been the perfect significant other. Gregory was one lucky man.

Just then, he saw none other than Brandy and Gregory walk into the room, nearly making him spit out the drink of beer he had just taken. They were the last people he had expected to see. "Damn, she looks good," Mark thought to himself as he looked her over. It was obvious that in her time off, she had been working out. He also couldn't help but to notice how happy she appeared, which she had been far from the last time he saw her. He assumed it was because of the fact that she was able to see Gregory again, which made his anger towards her resurface.

"Ahhh, I love this song!" Brandy exclaimed when a Bloodhound Gang song started playing. "Come on, let's dance!" she added, and pulled Gregory out onto the dance floor.

Gregory chuckled at her enthusiasm. "You haven't changed one damn bit in thirteen years," he said as he placed his hands on her hips and started swaying with her to the music.

"You haven't changed much either," she replied as her arms wrapped around his neck. "You know, out of the three of you guys…I missed you the most."

"Did you now?"

Brandy nodded. "I did. I mean, it's been so long since we last saw each other, and to leave almost right away after meeting back up…it sucked."

"Yeah, it did suck, but we're here together again, so now we can finally get the chance to officially catch up on things, which is what's most important."

Brandy smiled at him. "Yeah, you're right," she replied, and they were silent as they continued to dance together.

"Oh my God, Mark! Did you see who's here?" Stephanie exclaimed as soon as she walked up to Mark.

"Who's that?" he replied, acting as if he had no idea what she was talking about. She pointed toward the dance floor, and he looked over, his anger rising when he saw the two of them dancing so closely. He watched Gregory run his hands along places on Brandy that had once been for him and him only. To be honest, it looked like they were doing things other than dancing. "Who? Brandy and Greg?"

"Yeah! I can't believe them. Every time I see them together, it makes me sick," Stephanie said, shaking her head. She looked back at Mark, and wrapping her arms around his waist added, "I guess one good thing came out of it, though, and that's us being together."

"Yeah, right," Mark said in a half-hearted tone, his gaze still on Brandy.

Stephanie forced him to look at her. "You are glad that we're together…right?"

"Yeah, sure."

"No, that's not an answer Mark!"

"Then what do you want me to say, Steph?"

"I want to hear you say either yes or no."

Mark suddenly blurted out, "I'm tired of this, okay? I don't want to be involved in a relationship with you anymore! You were a great friend, but you suck as a girlfriend, Stephanie!"

Stephanie's eyes went wide. Then, they filled with anger. "So this whole time…you've been using me?" Mark remained silent. Enraged, she slapped him across the face. "You just made the biggest mistake of your life. Go to hell, Mark." Flipping him off, she turned on her heel and quickly exited the club.

Mark knew he should feel guilt, or at least a bit sad, but neither one of these emotions hit him as he ordered another shot of whiskey. He downed it, grimaced at the burning sensation the liquid left as it went down his throat, and looked back over at the dance floor, his gaze once more falling on Brandy. A slow song was now playing, and she was tightly wound in Gregory's arms as the two of them swayed together. He saw her laugh at something Gregory has said, and suddenly wished he were the one dancing with her. "What did I do to send her into the arms of another man?" Mark thought to himself. "All I ever did was love her, and give her anything she could ever ask for, but I guess that wasn't enough." Feeling defeated, and tired of seeing Brandy with Gregory, Mark paid his tab and walked out of the room.

Brandy looked over, and saw Mark leaving. A smug grin crossed her face when she saw the upset look he had. "Serves the bastard right for cheating on me," she thought to herself, and looked up at Gregory.

"You really miss him, don't you?" Gregory suddenly asked her.

Brandy was brought back by this. "What do you mean?"

"Oh, come on. I'm not dumb. You miss Mark."

She scoffed. "No, I don't."

"So you're telling me you got over him within these past few months?"

"Yes…I mean, no…I mean…maybe?" Gregory raised an eyebrow at her, and she sighed. "Yes, okay? I do miss him. I miss him so bad it hurts."

"Then why don't you quit being so stubborn, and just talk to him?"

"Greg, you obviously don't know Mark. Once he has his mind set on something, there's pretty much no changing that. I've tried talking to him, but he just won't listen to me."

"Well try harder."

"What's the point? He has Stephanie now. Why would he want to go back to me?"

"Oh, I dunno…maybe because of the fact that he had proposed to you at one point? That right there shows you that he cared a lot about you."

Brandy sighed. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I just don't know what to do anymore."

"You'll think of something. I know you will," Greg said, smiling at her, and kissed the top of her head before once more becoming silent.

That was it. Brandy vowed at that moment to try with all her being to get back the man that was rightfully hers.