A/N: This story takes place several months after where "Why Do Thugs Fall in Love?" ended. The tone will probably be more serious due to the subject matter, but I will try to throw in some light spots here and there to keep it interesting. Enjoy!

Chapter 1

John came up behind Lita as she was packing a traveling bag and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Damn, you are so beautiful girl." He declared and then lowered his head and feathered kisses along her neck.

Lita smiled. It had only been a month since John moved in with her, but the two looked and acted as if they had been a couple forever. From Lita's perspective, they were both exactly where they wanted to be. Both were able to put some of the crap from the past behind them and look forward to what the future held. Lita thought long into the future and dreamt of someday having kids. That was of course after she held the WWE Women's title one more time. John for his part wasn't thinking of kids at all. What he wanted most was to simply enjoy what he and Lita had together right now, as well as once again becoming the World Wrestling Heavyweight title holder.

As John continued tasting Lita through a series of kisses while his hands held tightly to her hips, Lita checked the clock on the wall.

"John, we have a plane to catch remember?" Lita asked, turning to smile at John. She couldn't help but to enjoy how frustrated he was getting with the way she so coolly blew him off.

"Lita, you're killing me. I love you like crazy girl, but right now I wish you were more focused on me instead of that damn plane." John replied.

Lita looked John in the eye and smirked. She placed her hand on his face and then kissed his lips.

"You know you are the most important thing to me John. But after missing our plane last week and showing up late for Raw, I really don't think Vince would share your outlook on time management right now." Lita smiled again at John and then redirected her attention back to the bag she was packing.

John knew she was right and wished that the two of them could just blow Raw completely off and instead take a nice little month long vacation in Aruba.

"You're right. Sorry for wanting you so bad." John said with a smile and then moved to the other room to start packing as well.

Lita watched him as he left. She loved everything about him and especially enjoyed stealing looks his way when he wasn't paying attention.

"Damn, what a cute tush." She said laughing to herself.

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The following day Vince, Stephanie and Shane McMahon are assembled in an office with each other and some other key writers for Raw.

"I hate to say it but it's time to take the belt off of Hunter." Stephanie announced.

Stephanie loved Hunter obviously, but the two had agreed long before they were married that they would do their damnedest not to mix business with their personal lives. Stephanie loved seeing her husband with the belt, but from a business perspective, it was time the fans saw it change hands.

"Great idea Steph, give it to Masters. He's big, he's mean and he's the future of this company." Shane said with frat boy enthusiasm.

Stephanie rolled her eyes. Masters? The guy was all brawn and no brain. He was a great heel but beyond that lacked the mic skills and wrestling talent to pull off a legitimate title run. Vince sat back in his chair watching as the tension between Shane and Stephanie began to build. Although very close while growing up, Shane and Stephanie began to grow apart as soon as Stephanie got more involved with the business, and the fact that she married the biggest superstar in wrestling entertainment today didn't help matters either. Stephanie was very much like Vince in a way. She was stubborn, no nonsense and driven. Shane shared in some of those qualities as well, but his biggest downfall seemed to be his lack of focus and temper. If Shane wasn't off bitching about how Vince never listens to him, then he was off screwing around with one of the divas. A bad habit he seemed to pick up from his father.

"Actually, I was thinking the title goes back to John." Stephanie said directing her words directly toward Vince. She knew Shane wouldn't like the idea one bit, but she didn't care. "His hand is completely healed now. He hasn't had any pushes in a while. It's his time again."

"No way Steph. John already had his run. Give it to Masters dad." Shane retorted. His tone now reflecting his growing frustration.

"Stephanie's right Shane. We need to give the title back to Cena. We can market him way better as a champ then we can a guy like Masters." Vince replied.

Shane was pissed, but he knew better than to make a scene in front of Vince. He hated the fact that John would be getting the title again. After all his efforts to run him down, the little bastard would live to see another day in the spotlight. In Shane's mind, this meant that Stephanie once again would be seen as the McMahon with all the power. He refused to be trumped by his little sister.

There was silence in the room. Stephanie held a raised eyebrow. She wished that Shane could understand that she was not trying to make him look bad, she simply wanted what was best for the company, and right now having John Cena as champ was best for the company.

"So that settles it. Stephanie let John know of the story changes when he arrives. We'll start a feud with him and Triple H tonight." Vince said and then got up to leave.

As Vince left, followed by the rest of the group, Shane grabbed Stephanie in the hall.

"Listen Steph, I don't think Hunter's going like having to give up his title to Cena. John doesn't deserve it Steph. He's a trouble maker." Shane said.

Stephanie released her arm from Shane's grasp. Shane may have been bigger, stronger and older, but she refused to be bullied by her brother on this point.

"And Masters does deserve it?" She asked laughing. "Shane, Cena's getting the title back and there's nothing you can do about it. Just get over it Shane." Stephanie said and then turned to leave.

Shane grabbed her again by the arm, this time with more force.

"Don't tell me to get over it Stephanie. I don't take orders from spoiled little girls like you." Shane explained.

Stephanie once again pulled Shane's hand off of her arm.

"Cena is getting the title back end of story. It's not me saying it, its dad too. If you have a problem with that, then take it up with dad." She said again and then walked away.

Shane watched as his sister left. He marched down the hall not bothering to say a word as the wrestlers started to file in to the back of the arena.

As he continued along he ran into none other than his flavor of the month Candice.

"Hey Shane, you look a little pale tonight. You swallow a bird or something?" Candice teased.

Shane wasn't in the mood for her catty humor.

"Listen Candice, take your smart mouth somewhere else. Between you and my sister I'd be the happiest man in the world if the only thing you women could do was fuck and not talk." Shane said.

Candice ignored the comment. She wasn't exactly a poster child for women's lib and the fact that Shane had just insulted her and all women for that matter didn't bother her in the slightest. She was either too dumb or too far gone to be offended.

Candice teasingly stroked the back of Shane's hair with her long fingernails.

"What's wrong Shane? You can tell me." She said hoping to get a juicy piece of gossip to spread to the others.

"Let's just say Cena's going to start hating his life real quick if I have anything to say about it." Shane smirked to himself.

Candice wasn't one of Cena's biggest fans either. She would never forget the way he blew her off. A woman's scorn is a bitch and Cena would soon learn that lesson if she had anything to do with it.

Candice moved in closer to Shane, her hand now moving down his back toward the front of his belt buckle.

"Well if you really want to get Cena, just make up some story about him hitting Lita. The two are quite the item around her you know. I don't think Vince, or Stephanie for that matter, would appreciate the fact that their champion is a woman beater." Candice suggested.

Shane smirked. The idea was way wicked than anything he could have dreamed. Before responding, he looked around to make sure the hallway was clear.

"Candice, I never thought I'd say this, but you are a genius!"

A/N: Maybe not the best chapter I've ever written, but I had to get all the logistics out of the way to set up the story. Edge will start to play a big role in this story. Please tell me what you think and I hope you are all intrigued.