Fire and Ice/The Fine Line Between Love and Hate


Adam lay awake in the hotel room bed, his mind whirling with a thousand thoughts and thank yous as he felt Amy safe and warm in his arms.

"Relieved" wasn't an accurate enough word for how he'd been feeling ever since coaxing the redhead off that window ledge.  My God... How very close he'd come to losing her.  How very close she'd come to ending it all - and over him.

He couldn't help feeling guilty over what had happened.  Although he knew that suicide or an attempt at it was never anyone else's fault but that of the person trying it - in cases of failed or dying relationships - he still couldn't rid himself of the guilt.

Nonetheless, Adam pushed all the guilt aside.  It belonged at the back of his mind, especially now.  There were more important and better things to concentrate on right now.  All he cared about was that Amy was alive and safe.  And she was in his arms... They were back together.

After sobbing in one another's arms for what had seemed like an eternity but had actually been minutes, the redhead had sheepishly voiced the question to him: "Will you...take me back?  That is, if you still want me after everything..."

The tall blond man had actually found himself chuckling as he'd held her tightly against him.

"Damn it, Ames...You never lost me...I love you."

Afterward, he'd brought her into the bathroom to tend to her wounds, wincing as he'd applied antiseptic to her hands.  He'd suggested the idea of taking her to the emergency room in case some glass was embedded in her skin, but she'd shaken her head.  She'd claimed that all she'd wanted for the moment was him - and to be alone together.  He hadn't argued.

They'd ordered a light room service meal, and Adam had spent the night.  They hadn't made love.  Somehow, it didn't quite seem like the appropriate time - but there would be plenty of time for it later.

The sleeping diva suddenly shifted ever so slightly, making a blessedly contended sound in her slumber.  The Canadian smiled softly as he rubbed his cheek against her soft, fragrant hair, marveling at the miracle that he had her in his arms now.  It had been a lonely, miserable three weeks without the woman he loved.

As he continued to reflect on the last few weeks, and everything that had occurred during them, a thought suddenly struck Adam.

Tomorrow night, on RAW, he was going to do something for Amy - in the ring, but out of character.  At this point, although they'd been together for just over a year, hardly anyone - with the exception of Jeff, Trish, Drew and now Matt - knew abou tthem.

He decided he was going to let everyone know about their relationship...















Part 41

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