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After she had cried all of the tears she had left Stephanie pushed herself up from her place on the sand in the middle of the waves and headed back to the house. Once inside she went straight to the bedroom and stripped herself of all of her wet clothes and pulled on a pair of shorts from her suitcase and also one of Paul's sweatshirts that he had left at her house, it was far too big for her but it was comfortable, it smelt of him and it made her feel like she was in his arms again. As soon as she was dressed again she went back downstairs picking up her phone from the couch and tossed it on the window seat before she sat down making herself comfortable leaning against the wall and pulled her knees to her chest tucking them beneath the sweatshirt and stared out of the window.

The hour and a half drive felt like a lifetime to Paul, he had tried calling Stephanie a couple of times before he left home but he unsurprisingly to him hadn't received an answer so now he was just hoping and praying she was there. Pulling into the drive way he shut off the engine to his car before he grabbed his phone from the seat beside him and got out of the car gently shutting the door behind him and locked the doors.

Looking up at the house in front of him he sighed softly, he didn't know if anybody was here or even if Stephanie was here but he had to try. Walking around the back of the house he frowned when he saw a figure in the window, he would recognise the long brown hair currently tied up in a messy ponytail and that sweatshirt anywhere.

Unlocking his phone Paul quickly went into his phone book and found Marissa's number and called her, if there was any McMahon he could bear dealing with right now it was her.

It had been over an hour since Marissa had spoken to Paul and Vince was starting to think he was playing some sick game with them as they hadn't heard anything, "I don't think he really has any clue where she may be and lied to you."

Marissa frowned, "how can you say that? Why would Paul lie about it? He's not that kind of a guy."

"I made him break up with Stephanie, he's going to be mad at me and this is his revenge."

Just then Marissa's phone started ringing and when she looked at the screen she smirked, "you were saying." Answering the call she put the phone to her ear, "Paul?"

"Yeah, I've found her. I think she's okay because I can see her however I haven't spoken to her yet. I'll text you or get her to call you or something when I actually speak to her."

Expelling the breath she had been holding Marissa was relieved to hear he'd found her, "yes please. Thank you though Paul, we really appreciate it."

Shuffling his feet nervously he shrugged, "it's nothing. I'd better go though. Speak to you later Marissa."

Hanging up the phone he slipped it into his pocket before he headed for the steps to take him to the back door.

Once Paul hung up Marissa ended the call and put her phone down, "well he's found her. He hasn't spoken to her yet but he thinks she is okay. He said he'll either text me or get Stephanie to call when he speaks with her."

Linda, Vince and Shane all breathed a sigh of relief, "well at least we know she's okay . . . hopefully."

Marissa nodded, "now to just wait for the text or phone call to be certain."

Reaching the back door he turned the handle expecting it to be locked but was relieved when it opened and he stepped inside quietly shutting the door behind him before he made his way to the lounge. Leaning on the door frame he just watched her for a moment, she looked so sad and it broke his heart to see.

Pushing himself from the door frame he took a couple of steps inside of the room, "you know you have your family frantic with worry."

No matter how many times her phone would light up she didn't once glance at the screen because she just didn't care, she just wanted to be left alone but wanted the security of having a working phone. Her mind was off in another place, somewhere where she was happy and actually was enjoying life rather than this miserable existence that was her life right now. She was so caught up in her own little world she failed to hear Paul enter the house or even enter the room until he spoke to her and when he did she nearly had a heart attack. Clutching her chest she turned her head to glare at him, "what are you doing here?"

There was no mistaking the anger in her eyes or in her voice so Paul knew he was in for it now, "your family called me because they were worried about you. Apparently you haven't been answering or returning their calls and then they found what they thought was a suicide note on your laptop and panicked."

Looking at him like he was crazy she screwed up her face, "a suicide note on my laptop? How the fuck did they even get into my laptop?"

Paul shrugged walking closer to her and picked up her phone from the seat and lit up the screen, "you know I don't know how to work that shit. I didn't care to ask how they did it but it was something to do with you saying you were angry at me and your Dad and you were miserable and people would be better off if you weren't around. Steph, did you know you have one hundred and thirty two missed calls?!"

It was her turn to shrug this time, "I didn't want to speak to him or you or anyone and didn't bother checking how many times they called because I really didn't give a shit. If nobody cares about my happiness then why should I care about theirs?"

Sitting down on the edge of the window seat he reached across to put a hand on her arm but felt like someone took a knife to his heart when she flinched away from him, "I care about your happiness."

Staring at him she tried to comprehend what he had just said but it made no sense, "you care about my happiness? You told me you loved me and then YOU WALKED AWAY!"

Wincing at the way she practically screamed the last bit to him he felt guilty, "I also said that if it was meant to be it would be. Steph I know how much your Father and the wrestling business means to you, I wasn't going to make you choose between me and that because it just wouldn't be fair. I hoped that by walking away I could save you the pain of having to choose and maybe one day your Dad would give his consent again."

Stretching her bare legs out unintentionally teasing him she frowned as she wrapped her arms around herself, "I would have chosen you though, every time I would have chosen you. If I had to choose between wrestling and the love of my life then the love of my life would win every time. Paul I love you so much it hurts, these past few days have been the hardest of my life because I fell for you so hard and not having you around sucked, especially knowing this weekend was going to be our two month anniversary and I had already booked this place for us to just come away together for the weekend and snuggle up on the couch and just be together, just the two of us."

Nodding his head slowly in understanding he rubbed her leg gently, "and that's why you came here, it holds so many happy memories for you that you just wanted to be somewhere where we had been together so you could take yourself back to a time when you were happy?"

"That was the plan but it didn't work out like that as it just made me more miserable remembering how we had a water fight in the kitchen or how even though it was the middle of winter we'd gone and sat on the beach and watched the sunset together. Everywhere I look here is a memory of us together and it just reminded me every second of the day how miserable I was going to be for the rest of my life without you."

Moving around he perched himself on the edge of the seat beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder and gently pulled her against him until he was holding her in his arms, "I miss you so much it hurts. I want to go back to a time when we were together because I was happier then than I have ever been in my life."

Pushing against him she tried to break his grip so she could move away from him because if she stayed right where she was she would do something she would end up regretting, "bullshit. If you expect me to believe you that when we were together you were happier than you've ever been then you must think I'm an idiot. Get off me though, I don't want you touching me."

Reluctantly releasing his grip on her he stood up giving her some space as he had never seen her like this before, "please believe me Stephanie, I did what I did because I thought it was the best thing for you."

"If you did what you thought was right for me why are you here now?"

Running his hand over his hair he sighed not really wanting to relive it but if he did maybe she would open up to him, "when Marissa called me and said they thought you may have committed suicide it made me realise exactly how much I missed you in my life and the thought that I could have lost you for good was definitely not something I could live with. Stephanie, today has shown me that you are more important to me than the wrestler's approval, your Dad's consent and the business as a whole, please don't make me live without you."

Turning on the window seat so her legs were hanging over the edge dangling towards the floor she watched as he fell to his knees in front of her and put his hands on her legs looking up at her pleadingly, "please forgive me for everything I have done Steph. Please forgive me for every way in which I hurt have you and please allow me the opportunity to make it up to you and to prove my love for you to you."

Raising her eyebrow she had never pictured Paul as the pleading kind of guy and he was definitely pleading, maybe her unintentional little stunt had scared him more than she could imagine. Taking a deep breath she placed her hands over his on her legs, "I love you Paul, I don't want to live without you but I don't know if I can do this all over again."

His eyes widened and he shook his head violently, "whatever it is you need me to do for this to work I will do it. Please Steph, please give me another chance."

Rolling her eyes she shook her head, "I wasn't finished thank you. If we're to do this again we're going to have to keep it quiet because I don't want to risk losing you all over again. If we are going to get back together then for the time being we cannot tell a soul, not even our parents, that we are together so I can work on my family to get them all to convince Vince that we should be together."

Wiggling his eyebrows playfully he smiled for the first time since he had arrived, "you mean we'll have to sneak around backstage, sneak to each other's hotel rooms after the shows and go away whenever we have free time to be together?"

Nodding her head that was exactly what she meant, "yes. Nobody is allowed to know and if anybody suspects anything then we'll have to be more careful and brush it off that we are just friends okay?"

At this point he would agree to anything to have her back in his arms so he could call her his girlfriend again even if it was just in secret for the time being, "deal. But you must tell your family you're okay and never, and I mean never run off like that and give me a heart attack again."

Bending forward she pressed a soft teasing kiss to the side of his mouth, "the only running off I'll be doing will be with you so we can spend some time together. Do my family know about here?"

Violently he shook his head, "no. I didn't want to tell them incase you weren't here so they have no idea."

Moving to sit back on the window seat so she could see out of the window she patted the seat beside her, "good, that is the way we will keep it too. This can be our safe house, our home away from home, the place we go when we have time off."

"But we won't be able to have it when they lease it out over the summer."

Shrugging her shoulders she picked up her phone as he moved off of the floor, "I have money, I will lease it out for the rest of the year and I'm sure the owner won't care because she's guaranteed money for every day of every week until the end of the year."

Sitting down beside her he wrapped his arm around her shoulders as he got comfortable, "you really mean it huh? We really can't tell a soul about us?"

Nodding her head she leant back against him leaning into him and briefly closing her eyes as she allowed his cologne to invade her senses and to allow herself to enjoy the feel of his body against her back, "I really mean it. So are you in?"

Kissing the side of her head he nodded his head, "I'm in."

Smiling a smile that reached her eyes for the first time since they had had to break it off she felt genuinely happy as she turned her attention to her phone and tapped out a text to her sister-in-law:

I'm fine. Just tell everybody to leave me alone as I need space, especially from Vince. Steph xx

They were all sat there anxiously awaiting news from Paul when Marissa's phone beeped and practically everybody dived for it but she grabbed it, "my phone, back off."

Everyone took a step back as she opened the text and had a read of it before her face fell, "well she says she's fine but she wants to be left alone and needs space . . . especially from Vince and yes, she called you Vince in the text."

Linda frowned as she turned to look at her husband, "well you've gone and done it this time, I hope you're happy with yourself."

Sighing Vince hung his head. There was nothing he could say to change their minds because it was true, he really had messed things up this time and he didn't know if it would ever be fixed but he hoped one day that it would be.

Once Stephanie had sent the text she cleared her missed calls list before she threw the phone down by her feet and turned her head to look at Paul who was staring at her, "what?"

He shrugged nonchalantly, "just thinking how stupid I was to walk away from you. I love you and I will show my love for you and thanks to you for taking me back from now until the day I die."

Sitting up slightly she turned around a little placing her hand on his chest, "are you that confident we'll be together forever?"

Without missing a beat he nodded his head, "absolutely. I love you."

Smiling softly she rubbed his chest gently, "I love you too."

They both leant forward and shared a soft but sweet kiss before they pulled away and she turned back to the window relaxing back against his chest as he wrapped his other arm around her waist holding onto her tightly.

Breaking up was hard to do but it made them stronger now they were back together where they should be and it made them appreciate what they had so much more.