A/N: Hey guys, its Melly. :] Thank you so much for all the reviews thus far into my story! We're almost near 50, which is a lot for a Mike/Eve fic since they aren't exactly the most popular paring. I wish that they were more popular, since they are my one true pair. But, whatca gonna do? *shrugs* Here's chapter seven! Enjoy!

Also, thank you to...Toni, RonRon100, Heidipoo, Cody'sxFavoritexGirl, and Leyton4life69 on the reviews for chapter six. :) Hopefully I see a few more for chapter seven!

Chapter Seven

Eve woke up the next morning no longer in the arms of Zack. She sat up in the king sized bed, and rubbed her eyes. She was rather surprised how well she had slept last night. In all honesty, it was the best night's sleep she had gotten since Mike had left.

Though, the Colorado Native felt rather guilty about falling asleep in the arms of someone other than Mike. This had been the first time in five and a half years she had ever fallen asleep in someone else's arms.

She shook that feeling off, threw her hair into a messy bun, and made her way downstairs to where Zack was. She smiled; he was making her breakfast again, just like he had made breakfast yesterday for her. "Hey Zack, you don't have to do that you know."

Zack turned around, giving her a warm smile. "Hey," he said, flipping some pancakes. "How'd you sleep?"

"Great, actually," she smiled. "I haven't slept that good since Mikey left." She whispered. "Thank you, Zack. You really helped me out."

"Good, I'm glad I could help." Zack gave her another smile before turning his attention back to the pancakes, and placing some on a plate for Eve. "Did you want to do anything today?" He asked, turning around to hand her the plate.

Eve shrugged. "I'm not sure what I want to do," she sighed, picking at her food.

Zack threw a few pancakes on a plate for himself before sitting down next to her. "You okay?" He asked, holding her gaze.

Eve nodded weakly, taking a mouthful of pancakes. "I'm okay, just thinking about a few things."

"Anything you wanna talk about?" The Long Island asked in a soft tone, he didn't wanna push her.

Eve shook her head. "No, that's okay, but thank you Zack. You've really helped me out these past few weeks."

"You don't need to thank me for anything, Eve. I'm always going to help anyone who's in need, it's just me. It's who I am," he smiled a little.

Eve smiled back. "You're a wonderful guy, Zack. You're an amazing guy, and I hope you know just how amazing of a guy you truly are."

Zack shrugged. "I don't really hear much of that to be honest with you, Eve. Most people just think I'm a loser, because I love the color purple, and boy bands." He sighed. "But I am who I am, and I'm not going to change for anyone."

Eve held his gaze as she reached her hand out to the side of his face, stroking his cheek. "You shouldn't have to change for anyone, Zack. One day, one girl will see just how amazing you are, and she's going to be the luckiest girl in the world," she whispered.

Zack smiled a weak smile. "Thanks Eve."

"You don't need to thank me for anything," she smiled, echoing his words from moments ago.

It was now early into the evening, and Eve was sitting on the oversized bed in the guestroom of Zack's house. She decided now would be the best time to write Mikey back. She had the CD Zack had made her playing in the background as she listened to Wait For Me.

Mikey,

I've been spending a lot of time with Zack lately. It seems to help me worry less, and ease the pain. But I still miss you, and you're always in the back of my mind. I try to be cheerful, and happy, but I'm too afraid of losing you. I don't know how to ease my anxiety, but it seems to ease a little bit whenever I'm with or around Zack. I wish I could hear your voice, I miss it. I wish I could stay up late at night with you on the phone, and just talk about nothing. I wish we could lie in my backyard, and watch the sunset. Then we could look at the stars. I just want to be with you again, Mikey. I think about you every single day, and each night before I go to bed, I pray to God, and I ask him to keep you safe. Of course I remember our first kiss, Michael. You're just lucky I liked you enough to kiss you back, or else it could've ended badly for you. ;) I usually sleep in your clothes at night, because it brings me more of a comfort. But lately…I…I keep having these dreams of you dying, Mikey, and I don't know if it's foreshadowing something, but I'm scared, Mikey. Each nightmare I have only makes me worry more. Also…I should tell you something else while I'm at it….Maryse came over a couple of days ago, and she threatened me….she told me that I need to just leave you because your parents wouldn't be happy if they found out about it us…she said when you come home that she's gonna get you back and that the two of you are gonna get back together…I can't lose you, Mikey…I can't…you're everything to me, my oxygen, my reason to live…I need you…my question for you is…what made you fall in love with me? Write me back when you can. I love you, baby.

Yours forever,

-Eve-

After finishing her letter, and reading it a few times, making sure that she was okay with the emotional chance she was taking because of how open she had become in this letter with Mike, she decided that it was okay to send.

He was going to be her husband one day, after all. So it was best for her to start opening up with him now. No matter how hard it was for her.

"Hey Zack," he said, coming downstairs. "Do you mind if we go to the post office to drop this off?"

"Of course we can Eve, come on, let's go." He said grabbing his keys as he flashed Eve a warm smile.

Eve smiled back as she grabbed Mike's hoodie, and made her way to Zack's truck.

The ride to the post office was quiet, but that was okay, the two of them were comfortable with the silence between them.

Eve dropped the letter in the mailbox, and then rested her head against the window as she closed her eyes, and pictured herself with Mike at the beach. A small smile crossed her lips.

A few moments later, Zack's voice brought her back to reality. "Hey Eve, would you like to go to dinner?"

Eve nodded. "Sure Zack," she smiled. "That sounds wonderful."

Zack drove Eve to a nice restaurant, and got the pair a table. The Long Island native could easily see that his friend was suffering, and having a hard time once again. He could see that she was slowly beginning to sink into a depression, and that's the last thing he wanted to see happen to her.

He sat across from her at the table as he sipped on his Bud Light Lime. He didn't want to push Eve into a talk that she didn't want to have, but he needed her to open up with him. Eve keeping everything built upside of her wasn't going to help her at all. "Eve…what's wrong? You've been really quiet all day, and it has me worried…"

Eve shook her head. "I don't wanna talk about it," she mumbled.

"Please Eve? You owe me that much…you told me you weren't going to push me away, but you're starting to do it, and I can't handle it. Mike wouldn't want you like this, Eve…he…he really wouldn't."

"I know he wouldn't want me to be like this, Zack! I'm not stupid!" She snapped, rising her voice.

Zack flinched at her tone, trying his very best not to take it personally, but it was hard not to. All he was trying to do was be a good friend to her.

Eve read Zack's face with ease, it was clear that she had hurt him, and he didn't deserve that. "Zack…I, I'm sorry. I didn't mean that. I shouldn't have snapped at you, it was uncalled for." She blinked away her tears that started to well up behind her eyes, angry at herself for hurting a good friend.

Zack only shrugged it off, trying to come off as if it hadn't affected him, even though it had, and it hurt him deeper than he expected it to. "It's no big deal," he said quietly. "I know you're going through a lot right now."

Eve shook her head. "That's no excuse, I'm really sorry, Zack. I didn't mean to, honest. I just…I still feel guilty about what Maryse told me, and the nightmares aren't helping. I feel as if they're foreshadowing something…like Mike isn't meant to come home."

Zack got up from where he was sitting, and brought Eve into a hug. "Come on," he whispered. "Let's get you out of here, let's get you home," he whispered into her hair.

"I don't want to go home, Zack. I want to go back to your place." She mumbled into his chest as tears rolled down her cheeks, and soaked his shirt.

"That's exactly where I'm taking you. Now come on, let's get you home."

Once they had gotten back to Zack's place, Eve decided that a hot shower would do her some good. Zack told her to take all the time she needed.

While Eve was in the shower, Zack was working on a little surprise for her.

He sat down on the bed cross-legged, his laptop in front of him. He signed onto Skype.

"Hey Mike." He said, putting in some headphones. "How are you holding up?"

"Hey Ryder, I'm holding up as best as I can. How's my girl?"

Zack sighed sadly. "If I told you she was doing well, I'd be lying to you. She's falling apart, but I'm trying my very best to get her together…I took her to the carnival last night, she seemed to enjoy herself for the time being."

Mike nodded his head, his blue eyes slightly sad. He wanted his Eve to be happy, he didn't want her falling apart while he wasn't there to put her back together, but he was extremely thankful for Zack. "Thank you for taking care of her, Zack. I owe you big time," he said in a soft tone.

Zack shook his head. "You owe me nothing. I wanna help get the two of you through this." He smiled. "Eve just got out of the shower, so I'm gonna go get her. I'll be right back."

"Okay," Mike said nervously. He was excited. He couldn't wait to see her face, or hear her voice.

Zack walked across the hall, knocking on the door to Eve's bedroom. "Hey, Eve, can you come here for a second?"

"Sure Zack, what's up?" Eve asked, walking into the hallway.

"I have a surprise for you." He said, covering her eyes. "Follow me."

Eve giggled as Zack led her into his bedroom. "Zack, what are you doing?" She asked, giggling again. "I'm not always a fan of surprises…" she whispered.

"You'll love this one," he said, closing the door to his bedroom, and sitting her down in front of his laptop. "Cross your legs, keep your eyes closed." Zack said, still covering her eyes.

Eve giggled again. "Zack, what in the hell are you up to?"

"Are you ready?" The Long Island native asked.

"Yes…" Eve whispered she was growing more and more nervous with each moment that passed.

Zack stood to the side of the bed as he uncovered her eyes, and watched her farcical expressions change at least ten different times in five seconds. A cheesy grin was on his face.

"M-M-Mikey….?" Eve whispered nervously as she looked at the computer screen in front of her, and placed an earbud in her ear.

"Hey baby," Mike said softly. "Zack says you aren't doing so well."

Eve gasped quietly as tears left her green eyes, and she looked up at Zack who gave her another smile. "I told you that you would like this surprise," he said proudly.

Eve climbed onto her knees, and threw her arms around Zack's neck. "Thank you so much…" She said as tears rolled down her cheeks. "I…I can't thank you enough for this, and I'm so sorry about earlier…" she said, trailing off.

"Shhhh, you're welcome." He said. "Nothing else matters in this moment other than you and Mike. So enjoy the time you have. I'll be downstairs." He placed a sweet kiss on the top of her head, and then she was alone with Mike.

"He's a great guy, isn't he?" Mike asked, once he saw that Eve had put her earbuds back in.

Eve nodded. "He's been taking great care of me, Mikey. Really good care of me," she whispered.

"I know he has, baby. But I need you to be happy for me, because I know you aren't."

Eve paid no attention to the tears that were rolling down her cheeks once again. "I just really miss you."

"I know you do, babe. I miss you too, but I'll be home soon."

"You can't promise me that. You know you can't."

Mike sighed, Eve was right; he couldn't make that type of promise. But he wanted to. "Then I promise you that I'll try my very best to make it home to you, okay?"

Eve nodded. "Okay, Mikey. God, I miss you."

Ten more minutes had passed of the couple talking. Mike told Eve about Luke, and how he had a family back at home waiting for him too. Eve wanted to bring up Maryse, and the threats, and the nightmares, but she was too afraid. Plus she had already written it in the letter anyway, so he would find out soon enough.

"I gotta go, baby." Mike said softly, bringing Eve out of her thoughts. "But I'll Skype you again as soon as I can, okay? I love you, beautiful. Be happy for me."

Eve nodded. "Okay, Mikey. Please be careful. Please…I love you too. Call me again soon, it helps."

"I will, I promise. I'll talk to you soon, love you."

"Love you more." She softly whispered, holding his gaze.

"I love you the most." He said in a gentle tone, he held her gaze for about thirty seconds, and then he was gone.

The call had ended, and Eve broke down sobbing. She just wanted her Mikey back.

A/N: Reviews would be amazing, thank you! They honestly keep me motivated, and keep me going. Remember, I write for you guys. :) Chapter eight will be up as soon as I can fit it into my crazy work and school schedule. Don't forget to read my other Mikey/Eve oneshots until then. :) I have quite a handful. Don't forget to review, thanks! – Melly.