"So, that's it...I have to have surgery, and it's been scheduled for the tenth next month..." He lowered his eyes to meet hers again. "I'm...I'm scared..." he admitted with just the slightest hint of embarrassment. "I wanted to know...Would you come with me when I got into the hospital?"

Amy Dumas' hazel eyes widened just a big as her features softened at his question.

"Oh, Adam - of course I will..." she said, her hands reaching across the small table to his. Her slim fingers danced over to his much larger ones, gently interlacing with them.

The tall Canadian couldn't help the small smile that suddenly came to his lips at the sensation. He'd actually been harboring a crush on Amy for the longest time, but he'd never bothered to say anything because he'd always doubted the feelings were mutual. But now... Now, with the redhead's body language, the way she spoke to him - so sweetly - he wondered if that weren't true.

"I know exactly how you're feeling right now..." Amy continued. She cocked her head to one side as she continued gazing at him. The expression on her lovely face was full of tenderness.

"I know exactly what you're going through..." she reiterated softly. "And I know how difficult it can be...When I first had my surgery, I just wanted to sleep all my days away...You have to find something - some kind of outlet to take your mind off it...something to..." She paused, reaching one hand up to her hair, tucking a lock of auburn behind one ear. "...Well, something to live for...Since you won't be able to do what you love the most for an entire year..."

Adam listened to her intently, his green eyes fixed to her lovely face. She was right... He knew she was right. And she herself had yet to return to the ring. At the moment, she was still announcing on Sunday Night Heat alongside Jonathan Coachman. Supposedly, she would be allowed to return by July, but it wasn't a hundred percent guaranteed. She might actually have to wait until as late as September.

And she'd done exactly as she was suggesting he do. The redhead had taken to volunteering at an animal shelter that was local to her hometown area. She'd even since decided to form her own organization dedicated to helping homeless dogs and cats get adopted into a good home.

"I guess I'll just have to find something to dedicate myself to..." he spoke, his voice soft. "Or someone..."

Amy's eyes were glued to his as he spoke those last two words. Her heart was beginning to pitter-patter inside her chest.

"Someone, huh?" she finally asked, her head tilting to the other side as a soft smile brightened her already beautiful face.

Adam raised one hand and placed it against her soft cheek. God, how good she felt. He wondered what it would feel like if he put his hands on other parts of her body. The thought was nearly enough to take her breath away.

"Will you be that someone, Amy?"

The redhead placed one of her hands on top of his that was still pressed against her cheek.

"Nothing would make me happier..."

Neither of them noticed the pair of eyes that was watching them...