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*RAW - October 27, 2003*

Amy felt a vast measure of excitement as she gazed halfway across the room at Adam. And she was so intensely focused on the man she loved that she barely reacted when Trish nudged her.

"Are you eating, or what?"

The redhead came back to her senses to note the silly smirk on the little blonde's face. They were in catering, and Nora was with them as well. Their boyfriends were already seated at a table with plates, waiting for them.

"Come on," the brunette said, rolling her eyes. "Jay is going to torment me about the way women 'take forever at everything.'"

"Okay, Nor... That's a little too much detail on your sex life," Trish quipped.

The other woman refrained from whacking the blonde in the head with the plastic plate she held. Instead, she turned back to the tall redhead. "What's up, Amy? You've been so distracted all night."

The other diva shrugged.

"It's just that I've been thinking about Adam's birthday, that's all." She kept her voice at a discreet tone.

"Ahh..." Trish said, a merry smile on her face. "... Gotcha. So, you're wondering about what to get him?"

"No... I never have problems figuring out what kind of gifts to get him. That man is *so* easy to shop for." Amy grinned.

"So, what's the problem?" Nora asked.

The redhead eyed her as she finally helped herself to a platter of salad.

"No problem... I'm just anxious is all."

Trish was still grinning at her as though she knew something Amy didn't. Fortunately, the redhead seemed totally oblivious. Nora, on the other hand - well, she was a different story.

"What are you grinning at?"

"Huh?"

The brunette gave her a 'c'mon' look.

"You, Trish Stratus, look exactly like the cat that just swallowed the canary... Why is that?"

"No reason," the blonde woman said with a slight shrug. "I just think it's sweet that Amy is so focused on Adam's birthday." She then turned, her plate now filled with everything she wanted to eat, and trotted back to the table.

"What's *she* on?" Nora wondered aloud.

The two divas were just carrying their plates back to the table when the redhead became aware of an unpleasant, unwelcome new voice.

Adam heard it as well and looked up from his plate and the conversation they were having to see Matt Hardy and Torrie Wilson a few feet away. The pair were helping themselves to some food.

"Yes, that's right," Matt announced loudly from over his shoulder. "I know you're all talking, and go on ahead and keep doin' that. Torrie left SmackDown to be here on RAW with me! Watch out, ladies - the women's division is in for a shakeup!"

"You mean for a *disaster*," Trish whispered. She rolled her eyes.

"Who the hell cares about them?" Adam said, figuratively waving them off. He fixed his emerald orbs on Amy, happily noting that she didn't seem the least bit affected by Torrie and Matt's sudden appearance. He wondered, however... Should he wait until after she finished eating, or...? Well, he guessed that was okay, since she didn't have much more left.

The redhead quickly finished her food, then rose to throw away her plate and plastic fork. As she then headed over to another table to get a bottle of water, Adam made his move and followed her over.

"Ames?"

She looked up at him, an easy smile spreading across her lovely face. Her hazel eyes lit up as she met his green.

"Adam?" She cocked her head to one side as she grabbed a plastic water bottle. There was so much love and adoration in her eyes directed at him that he could have cried.

Instead, he lowered himself to one knee, grabbing hold of her free left hand. The redhead's mouth flew open in shocked surprise, her eyes widening as well. In fact, the entire catering room seemed to have grown completely silent.

"Amy, I'm so crazy about you... This past year being with you has been the best year of my life... Even though we've gone through some rough times." The blond man's gaze was steady, his voice at an even tone despite the emotion he felt threatening to choke him up. "What I'm saying is..." he continued. "... I love you - I *always* have. And I would like to know if you'd become my wife and marry me...?" He reached quickly into his pocket and held up a glittery diamond ring.

Tears were streaming down Amy's face, but she quickly nodded. Then, she finally rediscovered her voice.

"Yes... Oh, God, yes, Adam - of course I'll marry you!"

The Canadian's face brightened into a grin as slid the ring onto her finger before getting back to his feet. He swept her into his arms, and their small audience of fellow WWE superstars clapped and cheered as their lips met in a passionate kiss. Adam lifted the redhead up off her feet, swinging her around in a small circle. Amy laughed as they continued kissing, her arms clasped tightly around his neck. This had to be, without question, the greatest moment of her life.

Over at the table, where their friends still sat, Jay gave Jericho a questioning look.

"You *knew* about this all along, didn't you?"

Chris smiled and winked.

"Maybe I did, Junior... just maybe I *did*."