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A/N: A big thank you to everyone who read and reviewed the last chapter, I love you all! Well, we have a jam packed chapter, so get to reading. Enjoy & review!

Two weeks had gone by and they didn't have contact with each other. More like Evie tried talking to him, but John wouldn't give her the time of day. While, John was avoiding Evie, she was trying to avoid Ted. That proved to be useless considering she was still managing him.

"Is everything okay?" Ted asked.

"Just fucking dandy." She snapped, not even bothering to look at him.

Ted smirked at her attitude. Ever since he had revealed Kristen as his girlfriend, she had been pissed at him. To him, the plan was working out perfectly. She was jealous and now acting out on those feelings. Oh, how wrong the Clinton native was.

"Just wondering. I've noticed that you and John haven't spoken to each other for the last two weeks." He pointed out. "I was just wondering is all."

Angrily she whipped around to face him and glared up at her former boyfriend. "You're wondering? Gee Ted, he only found out that I miscarried his child from that selfish bitch! Yeah, we're fucking fantastic."

"Hey!" Ted shouted, not liking her tone one bit. "It's not her fault that you didn't tell him. Knowing her she probably thought you had told him. You guys don't talk Evie, so she didn't know. So don't go blaming people for your mistakes!"

Before either one of them could say anything else, Evie smacked the taste out of his mouth. She couldn't believe he was being so indifferent about everything. This wasn't the Ted she had reconnected with months ago. No, this was the Ted she was with years ago. He couldn't even stand the sight of Kristen, let alone the thought of her. Why was he defending her now? Ted had never been so keen on talking about her.

"Are you forgetting that she stole the papers from my house and then told you?" Evie glared at him. "You were the one who came running to me when you found out! It was you who wanted to talk things out see if I was okay. If I remember correctly, you were offended that I might have told her before you."

"That never happened."

"So quick to deny it, huh?" Evie smirked. "I should have known this would have happened. You never are the same guy when she's around. Everything that's happened recently and in the past you would deny all because of her. Let's not forget the fact you could have been the father. Be lucky I didn't tell John that, otherwise he would have killed you by now."

Ted was shaken up by the amount of control she held as she spoke. Only seconds ago, she was screaming at the top of her lungs. Her fists clenched at her sides, her eyes widening with rage. Now, she was mellow and calm, arms folded across her chest. This side that he was seeing at that second wasn't the Evie he knew. This was someone else. Never in her life had she been able to control her temper this well. Obviously, she had built a tiny bit of restraint over the years.

"There's no proof of any of that happening."

"That doesn't matter." Evie said, picking at imaginary lint on her top. "All that matters is that I know it and you know it. Just think Ted, this will all be eating away at your conscience until you're alone. Believe me, I know you will end up alone. That psycho bitch you're with right now is only going to get bored with you. It's not a relationship to her, it's a game. Ever since you broke up with her, she's been trying to find a way back into your life and now she has. Your life is going to be hell until you get rid of her." She spat, getting angrier by the second. "When you are alone, I'll take solace in that because of what she did to me and John."

He watched as she walked off in the direction of catering. Her reacting to everything the way she did should have been his flashing sign to put a stop to everything. But, he decided to ignore it. He would continue to push until he got exactly what he wanted. If there was anything he had learned, it was not to give up on her. Things with her and John would cool off and he would be able to go on with his plan. All he had to do was ignore the fact that she was right.

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"Miscarried? I didn't even know she was pregnant." Randy was in shock. "When did she tell you all of this?"

John's mind had been in shambles for the last couple of weeks. All he'd been doing was work and ignore Evie. It pained him to think about her and to look at her. He loved her and she had hurt him. Words couldn't describe how upset he was about everything. All he wanted to know was why she didn't tell him. There had to be some stupid reason for her keeping it from him. What was it?

"Two weeks ago after her cousin blurted it out at dinner."

"Cousin?"

"I think her name was Kristen." John shrugged, thinking nothing of it. "The chick looks a little off her rocker if you ask me."

Randy's eyebrow shot up in curiosity. Ted had never mentioned anything to him about getting back together with his ex. He had never met her, but he had heard stories about her. From what he knew she was crazy. Going by what Ted said, he thought he'd never get back together with her. Whenever she was mentioned, Ted would grimace and change the subject.

"He got back together with Kristen?"

"Do you know her?"

"I know of her. Man, from what Ted has told me, she's crazy." Randy shrugged. "I'm just surprised he would get back together with her."

John only shook his head, not really making a connection. Instead, he went back to the original topic; Evie. "I don't know what I'm going to do, bro. She really threw me off track. Okay, she was miscarried, that was fine. She could have told me! I wouldn't have been mad, I wouldn't have left her. Damn it Randy I would have helped her through everything. After all, I lost a child too. Not only her."

"I'm sorry for everything, John. Really, I am. Evie probably knew you would react this way and leave her. That's probably why she was afraid to say something." Randy pointed out. "You said herself that her parents don't have the best relationship, she's probably developed some type of fear from that."

"She never said anything about it. I didn't know how her parents were until I met them." He muttered. "You didn't see the look on her face when I asked if she was ever going to tell me. She wasn't going to, she had planned on hiding it for the rest of our lives. Really Randy, we're engaged to be married, did she really think she could get away with it?"

"I don't know all the reasons and neither do you, but Evie is a secretive person, John. You have to be patient with her. All I can do is tell you to talk to her. Maybe you two need to find out a little more about each other before you set a date."

"We know a lot about each other." John retorted like a small child.

"So Evie knows you have a bad temper and you know that she loves to draw." Randy made an example, watching as his longtime friend thought about everything.

"I hate you, Randy." John got up.

"Anytime man. You can pay me back by making me your best man at the wedding." He joked, earning the one finger salute from John.

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As casually as he could, he strolled to the room he knew Evie was in. After a lot of begging and obnoxious text messages, John was able to get the room number from Maryse. For reasons unknown to him, she didn't want him to know the room number.

When he reached her room, he knocked on the door and patiently waited for her to answer the door. The longer he stood there waiting, the more nervous he got.

"John?" Evie was surprised to see him standing outside her door. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to talk." He whispered, turning around to at her.

She had been waiting for something like this to happen, but now that it was, she didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted to invite him in and talk, but the other part of her wanted to ignore him like he had ignored her. Then her more rational side kicked in and told her that she was completely at fault for not telling him right away. So his leaving shouldn't have been such a surprise to her.

"Come in." She unlocked the door and held the it open for him to follow in after her. Without saying anything, she placed her things down and refocused her attention on him. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Us." He stepped towards her, pulling her into his arms. "I got some devastating news two weeks ago and I'm still shattered. At the time, I thought ignoring you and throwing myself into my work was the best way to get through everything. I was wrong on so many levels. It didn't help matters at all. Everything was worse because I would see you at the arenas and I would want to run over to you and hold you. Then, I was quick to remember everything and retreat back into my anger."

"I'm so sorry, John." Her lips were trembling. "No amount of time or one thousand apologies won't make anything better, but I want you around in my life. I love you. It's just selfish of me to keep everything from you. So, I'm going to be completely honest with you. Only because I don't want to hide anything anymore. Maybe, I can't get past everything because I haven't told you everything. What I have to say is going to hurt you and if you decide to break things off, then I'll be fine with that. Like I said I love you, but I don't deserve you. From day one you've been honest with me and I haven't given you the same common courtesy."

"Evie."

Slowly, she pulled away from him. "I want you to sit down."

He did as she said and sat down. His heart was racing and his palms were sweaty. Just by the way she was acting, he knew that what she had to tell him was horrible. John swallowed back the lump in his throat and waited for her to break the long silence between them.

"This was before we got together, but I slept with Ted." Evie quickly said. "Actually, it was the night of my birthday. We both got drunk and when I woke up the next morning, I was in his bed."

"The baby probably wasn't even mine?" He was trying to hold himself back. "It was probably Ted's baby?"

She nodded her, trying to choke back her sobs.

"Anything else I don't know?"

Looking down, she nodded her head. It was time she tell him everything now, instead of later or not at all. He had been nothing but good to her and he deserved to know everything. She knew it would hurt him worse than anything he's experienced in the ring. If he did decided to leave her then she would deal with it, even if it killed her.

"Ted knows everything." Evie whispered, bracing herself for John's outburst. When there was none, she looked at him in surprise. All he did was signal for her to continue. "Like I said, he knows everything. Right after he found out, he came rushing to my parents' house. He snuck in through my window. Very much like he did as a teen. That's besides the point." She muttered, shaking her head. "Anyway, we talked about everything and one with thing led to another and I slept with him."

"You what?" John's blood was boiling. His hands clenched into fists and his teeth were gritted. He felt his face turning red with anger. With every second that passed, he found it harder to control himself. "When the fuck did all of this happen?"

"While I was on injury."

He got up and walked over to her. "We were together the second time around, huh? How come he found out everything before I did? What would make you tell him over me?"

"H-h-he found out from my cousin." Evie stuttered, on the verge of tears. "She had stolen my papers from my house and told him everything. Otherwise, he wouldn't have known either."

Feeling like he was ready to lash out at her, he stepped back. John's breathing was hard and his heart was beating so fast he thought it would jump out of his chest. He only watched as the tears streaked her face.

"You slept with him?" He felt his face fall, his anger turning into hurt.

"I'm so sorry."

"Why?" John felt his anger returning. He quickly stepped towards her until he had her up against the wall. "Come on Evie, you were an open book before. Why are you so quiet now?"

"I'm afraid."

"Talk to me!" He screamed, not caring if she was afraid or not.

"It just happened."

"Didn't I tell you that if you wanted to be with Ted then you should tell me and not string me along? I remember telling you that. All you said was that he was your friend and nothing else anymore. Were you lying then too? Are you still fucking the jerk?"

"It was only those two times, John." She cried, shaking her head. "I fucked up horribly, John, I know that. I love you."

"You love me?" He nearly laughed. "If you loved me then you wouldn't have hidden the miscarriage from me and you would have slept with Ted at all. I love you, Evie. There is no doubt about that. I've done everything for you and this is how you repay me. How the fuck are we supposed to get married if you hide things from me?"

A paralyzing fear gripped her body inside and out. She had never been so afraid in her life. John looked like a caged animal ready to escape. His face was red with anger and the rage had taken over his blue orbs.

"It just happened." Evie cried, not knowing what else to say.

"It just happened!" He shouted, punching the wall behind her with his fist. "Huh? It just happened. You just fell on his junk and that's it. It only happened and you called it a day. Tell me this, Evie. Where was I while you were fucking, Ted? Was I in your thoughts at all?"

"I'm sorry, baby." She cupped his face with her hands, but he quickly her shook hands off him. "I don't know what I was thinking. There is no excuse for what I did."

John sighed, pulling her to him. His arms wrapped around her waist as he looked down into her fearful face. The longer he stared into her eyes, the more he saw the sincerity. From the moment she told him that he may not have been that father and that she slept with Ted, he knew he should have walked away. He knew he should have broken everything he had with her off. But, he didn't. Instead, he decided to forgive her and move on. He was going to stay with her because he couldn't see a life without her. For him, she had been it and in some strange way still remained perfect in his eyes. John loved her and love made people do crazy things.

Evie noticed that his face had softened and that his breathing returned to normal. He was starting to look like his usual self. While, she loved the sight of the John she fell in love with before her, she was just a tiny bit confused. Only seconds ago it had looked like he wanted to tear her to pieces.

"Leave me, John. Yell at me. Tell me I'm not worth it." She whispered. "Say that you hate me."

He said nothing as he brought her left hand up to his lips. He gently kissed he knuckles and pressed her hand to his face. Slowly, he shook his head, his eyes burning with hurt.

"I can't do any of that." He whispered, his eyes staying on hers.

"I deserve it."

"You do." He admitted. "I can't see my life without you. Call me crazy, but despite everything, I still love you. Without you I have nothing."

"What about everything?"

"We'll get past that. I want you in my life." He answered her. "I just want you to promise me one thing."

"Anything?" She whispered, standing on her tip toes, her lips inching towards his.

"Promise to never hurt me again." John whispered, bringing their lips together.

When they pulled apart, Evie looked up into his eyes. "I promise."

He gently picked her up and carried her to the bed. Slowly, he lowered her to the bed and quickly hovered over her. A small moan escaped from his lips when her hands started working his shirt off. When she had gotten the shirt off, he pressed his lips to hers.

"John." She whimpered, when he trailed his lips down her neck.

"Evie." He whispered, nuzzling his face in her neck. "I love you."

Her only reply was pulling his face to her lips. When they pulled apart, John connected his eyes with hers. It was at that moment that he really felt his love for her. Running his hands through her hair, he decided on something big.

"Let's set a wedding date."

Evie nodded her head. "I'd like that very much."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." She smiled, then lowered his head to hers. "Now shut up and let me make things up to you."

John smiled and rolled over to the side, pulling Evie on top of him. She wanted to show him, then she would. When he saw the smile on her lips, he knew that he had her back for good. He didn't have to worry anymore.

A/N: They're good right now, but will it last?