Hunter arrived home and went straight for the kitchen dropping the papers on the kitchen table as he headed for the fridge opening it and immediately pulling a bottle of water out and twisting the cap off taking a long drink out of it. Replacing the cap on the bottle as he kicked the fridge door shut he turned and placed the bottle of water on the table before he walked out of the kitchen heading for the stairs, "need to pack."

Walking up the stairs his mind drifted to his evening with Stephanie but the more he thought about it the less it seemed to make any sense to him. Stopping half way up the stairs he turned around and walked back down the stairs taking a seat at the kitchen table so he could hopefully get to the bottom of her peculiar behaviour. Opening the piece of paper that was on the very top he began to read it:

Dear Hunter,

I don't know why I am bothering to write you a letter because you'll never see it. I know this will make me sound all kinds of crazy but someone once told me that a good way of dealing with grief was to write a letter to the person you were grieving for and tell them all of the things that you wanted to say to them so that is what I am doing in the hopes of it helping me to deal with everything.

Hunter squeezed his eyes tightly shut, he wasn't sure if he could continue reading this as it seemed like this was going to be a stack of letters from her to him that she had never sent and he was nervous to really read them all but he was also curious. Placing the letter back on the table he picked up his water bottle and had another drink from it before he put it back on the table and picked up the letter again, he may aswell finish this first one.

I don't really know where to start with explaining where things went wrong from my point of view, I know exactly where things went wrong from your point of view because you made that perfectly clear tonight.

I guess I should probably start by saying that I am pregnant, I know you don't believe me and I can understand why you would think that but I swear I am pregnant.

If I am honest with you I am really pissed off with you that you jumped to conclusions and you haven't spoken to me about what you found out before you decided that our marriage was over but that's you all over isn't it? Everything has to be Hunter's way or the highway, Hunter is always right and he can never do anything wrong because he is just perfect but you're not, you never were and you damn well never will be.

I need to stop writing this letter now because my anger level is rising and that is not going to be good for our/my baby. I'm not going to give up entirely , not just yet anyway.

Stephanie

Folding the letter again he took a few deep breaths, boy was that hard for him to have to read but that was just the first letter and most of the shit they'd put each other through hadn't even happened yet and he was dreading reading those letter if they were all the same.

Getting up from his seat he paced back and forth a little bit but couldn't wait any longer and just had to read more so he sat back down and opened the second piece of paper.

Dear Hunter,

Well today was fun, I had a massive row with my Mom over what went down on Monday night with you and it ended with us both in tears hugging each other but it was what I needed, I needed to be held by someone I loved and told that everything would be okay because ever since I found out that I was pregnant I have been petrified that it will all go so terribly wrong.

I should probably explain why the hell my Mom sent you that video of the 'Doctor' from Monday night and why as I am really pregnant I had to employ an actor to try and convince you of such.

Tuesday night we were in the hotel room and I went to take a shower to relax and wash my hair but when I entered the bathroom and turned the shower on and after getting mostly undressed I realised that I had forgotten my shampoo on the top so I opened the bathroom door to retrieve it but I heard you talking on the phone and I stopped with the door cracked open hearing my name mentioned.

Standing at the door I heard the conversation you were having with your Mom, you were telling her how you didn't really believe that I was pregnant and you were agreeing with her when she said that it was convenient timing that I announced I was pregnant when you declined to renew our wedding vows. I know you were agreeing with them because you actually said 'I agree that it is convenient timing' and it hurt, it really hurt that you didn't believe me.

After hearing that I shut the bathroom door and climbed in the shower and cried and also used your shampoo and when you asked why I smelt like your shampoo I lied and said I picked up the wrong bottle but it was really so you wouldn't know that I had possibly overheard your conversation.

The next morning when you were down the gym I rang every Ob/Gyn in the area where we were and where we were going to be for Smackdown on Thursday but they were all full, none of them could fit me in even when I offered to pay double the fee and all sorts of extras just so I could prove to you that I really was pregnant. Being unable to get to see a proper Doctor and knowing we wouldn't be home in time to catch mine I rang them and had them Fedex over the relevant information including a scan picture and the video before I hired a random actor to play the Doctor to prove to you that I was pregnant.

What you saw in that scan photo and on that video was real, it was my scan that I had had done and I prepared a script for the "Doctor" so he gave you all of the correct information that my Doctor had given me but it all backfired with the video my Mom sent you.

Stephanie

Placing his head in his hands on the table Hunter felt like the shittiest person alive, it was all his fault that he had lost his wife and had no idea that his son existed up until a few weeks ago, if he had just been more rational then he wouldn't have lost out on all fronts. Folding that letter up he then moved on to the rest.

I tried talking to you, even my Mom tried talking to you but we both got the same response, a dial tone. You did give my Mom a small opportunity to talk to you but the second she told you that you didn't know the whole story you hung up, classy Hunter, real classy.

Feeling the guilt wash over him he quickly moved on to the next letter.

I know I shouldn't have teamed up with Jericho but it's my last hope, you won't talk to me when I call you or come by the house, your locker room, anywhere you actually are, so my last hope to try and make you see the truth is teaming up with Jericho in the hope that you'll get jealous and will talk to me or at least listen to what I have to say.

Don't worry, Jericho doesn't know that I am pregnant and I'm not planning on telling him either because it's none of his business, this is between you and I.

He was beginning to understand why Stephanie had been so afraid that he would leave her because these letters were hard to read and a bitter pill for him to swallow as he continued to read about every small detail of her pregnancy and small inserts talking about the way he had treated her at the shows.

So I may or may not have baited you into that match next week putting my career in the WWE on the line on Doctor's orders. I went to the Doctor the back end of last week and she told me that I really needed to relax and take some time off because my blood pressure was high and if I continued with whatever stress I was under then I would likely lose the baby or my life or both.

I know now that I will be leaving next week as I'm going to deliberately lose the match for the sake of our child but they come first and I have given up hope of you talking to me and listening when I tell you that I am really pregnant.

The maturity that Stephanie was showing in these letters really surprised Hunter, he knew she had changed now but he had no idea that she had changed so much back then. The way she had carried herself in the interactions that they had had on the shows she was exactly the same woman that she had been but now he was starting to believe that it was just a coping mechanism for her.

Today we signed our Divorce papers, our marriage is officially over.

I met up with my lawyer first thing this morning and signed my side of the papers and gave him strict instructions to keep quiet over why I wasn't there in person to sign them with you. It's pretty obvious now that I'm pregnant and there is no way in hell I am putting myself in the situation to raise my blood pressure again after I have worked so hard to lower it.

You didn't believe me from the first day I told you that I was pregnant nor for the few months after where I tried to convince you that I was and get you to hear me out and you wanted to press ahead with a Divorce even when I tried to stall for time so I could prove I was pregnant.

Ultimately it has all been your doing why you will have absolutely no contact with this baby and will likely not know they exist until they are old enough to find you themselves which will probably be about eighteen years or so from now, if they want to bother with you then. I have spoken at length to my Dad and he has agreed to move my full duties to the office so I never have to go on the road again and he has said on any days that you are to come to the office for business then I can work from home so I won't have to see your face.

Goodbye Hunter, this is the final letter that I write to you that will have anything to do with our relationship in it because that part of my life is over and now I move on to being the best Mom that I can possibly be.

Getting up from the table Hunter wasn't normally a drinker, scratch that, he never drank and the only reason he had any alcohol in the house was for when he had visitors if they wanted something. Opening the cupboard with the glasses in he pulled one out before he went and got the bottle of brandy from the lounge display cabinet and took it back to the kitchen and poured himself a small glass before he downed it in one shot wincing as the alcohol burnt his throat, "what did you do to your life Hunter?"