A/N: Okay, I know I have a lot of stories started already . . . and I really don't need to start a new one but lately I've been suffering from terrible writers block. When I got this idea I thought that maybe if I wrote it would help. So I got this idea listening to Nickelback [Love, love, love my Nickelback.] and I just had to write it. I've been dying to write this pairing and this idea is perfect. I really hope you guys like it, and please, I know this is pairing that doesn't get used but just try to give it a chance? I think the story will be worth it : )

Disclaimer: I do not own any superstar/diva that may be mentioned in this story. I do not own any names, trademarks, etc. associated with World Wrestling Entertainment. No copyright infringement was intended by this story. I only own the plot.

Now that that has been said, I think I should just start the story.

Summary: They became best friends while serving overseas. Then he becomes the only one she can turn to. He loves her. Would he do anything for her, including living a lie?

For You

Chapter 1 | In the Line of Fire

"I don't understand it John. Everything was going so well between Randy and I, then he just cheats on me. He doesn't want to be with me anymore? I don't know what I did to upset him." The brunette wiped a tear away from her cheek as she sat beside him, her best friend. Six months ago they had been deployed together overseas, she was a nurse working in the hospital the unit set up and he was a combat soldier, a commander. They were both home sick and began taking their meals together. They would talk about their lives back in the states, they discussed what they planned to do when they returned home, and they told stories about their adolensence. It pained him to see the one person he was able to bond with here in so much pain. He wrapped his arm around her slender shoulders. She had told him about her boyfriend back home; how he was the first man her parents had ever really wanted to meet. Apparently they didn't usually approve of their daughter's choice in men but this time they thought differently. When she had contacted them and told them about the wealthy young man she was seeing they had been excited to have them over for Christmas, as long as she was back in the country.

Now it was December fifteenth and he had cheated on her. He looked at the brunette nurse who held the letter with shaking hands. "I'm sorry Brie, I'm sure it had nothing to do with you. It was him, if he wasn't smart enough to wait for you to come home than he doesn't deserve you." John wiped a falling tear off her cheek and smiled. "You'll find someone even better than him. I'm sure of it." He was sure of it. Brianna Garcia was a beautiful girl; she was also equally beautiful on the inside. She was smart, caring, hard-working, and dedicated.

She was also strong. Not many women would sign up to be a nurse for the United States Military. The sights that her beautiful brown eyes had seen were gruesome to say the least, yet she was still here. She was there because she loved others. That much was obvious. It pained her when she couldn't help someone, when a member of their unit passed. She was the most beautiful person he had ever set eyes on.

Maybe that is why, over the last six months, he had fallen madly in love with her. She was on his mind all the time, and sometimes that was a problem. It wasn't safe to have distractions during combat. Still, he couldn't bring himself to ignore the beautiful nurse. He couldn't imagine if he was there and he couldn't see her beautiful face; most of the time, her smile was what made him strong enough to pull through, tough enough to accept the pain.

His job wasn't easy.

"Thanks John but I should have known I wasn't good enough." She dropped the letter into one of the fire pits surrounding the tents and shook her head. "I'm just meant to be alone John."

He couldn't believe she would say something like that. He couldn't imagine a man who wouldn't want to be with her. "Brianna, you are a wonderful woman. You will find someone special, someone perfect for you." He assured her. "He may even be closer than you think, maybe you already know him." John hugged her tight. "I promise, you will not be alone forever."

She gave him a half-hearted smile. "Thanks John, I really hope you are right."

"I'm sure I am Brie."

He debated telling her how he felt but decided that his was not the time or the place to profess feelings to someone-If they were meant to be together than they would be together, one way or another.

"You're amazing John, you know that?" she questioned, giving him a genuine, and beautiful, smile.

"I try, but I've got nothing on you." He chuckled.

He was about to tell the brunette that her ex was not worth the pain when a noise caught his attention.

Gunfire?

He turned and watched as one of his men fell, clutching his chest, the victim of a shower of bullets.

"Get inside Brie." He commanded the brunette and gently pushed her toward the make-shift hospital. He yelled the command to his men to get their weapons.

How had he missed the signs that his camp would be under attack? How had he let a plan develop behind his back?

He had put his men in danger, and now, probably, many of them would die because he had failed them.

He fired into the flood of enemy soldiers and watched as one fell.

He wasn't going to go down without a fight; he would not let his men down.

Brianna watched the battle through the open door to the infirmary. What had happened? How had the enemy found them? How had they found the time to attack them when they were most vulnerable? She felt the hot tears streaming down her cheeks. Her heart was racing faster than it ever had. She had never seen the actual battles before, only their aftermath. She had never seen the way the men changed, the way they had to fight. She closed the door and fell to her knees. She peered out window and watched. She wanted to run out there, she counted the fallen soldiers, she needed to help them.

There was so much bloodshed. So many lives were going to be lost.

She tried to push that thought to the back of her mind. She didn't want to think about that. She would do her best to save every one of those men; she would do everything she possibly could. Sometimes she was just too late.

She gasped as one of the soldiers fell, blood pooling behind his back and caking in the sand. That was Tommy, a good friend of John's. John would be heartbroken.

She looked out the window at John. Please don't let anything happen to him. He was firing into the crowd of enemy soldiers. She watched as men from both sides fell. She looked away. She couldn't believe how strong those men were, being surrounded by that.

She grabbed her medical bag and walked over to the door. She pulled it open and looked out. The soldiers were moving away from the camp. Maybe she would be able to help some of the soldiers. She began to run for Tommy's limp body.

"Brianna get inside it's not safe!" She heard John yell. She turned to look at him. He was looking at her, pointing at the hospital.

She screamed when he fell, his hand clutched to his chest.

"NO!" she ran over to him and fell to her knees. "John, no." she pressed her hand against his, the blood was hot against her skin.

"Brie, get inside." He said quietly. "Don't worry about me." His blue eyes were glassy.

"I'm not leaving you John!" she pulled open her bag and started looking for the items she would need to temporarily mend his wound.

"Brie, please." He whispered. "I'm sorry."

"You're going to be alright John, I promise. You are going to be alright. Just relax and stay with me. Talk to me." She pulled open his shirt. "Please John don't leave me."

She needed to see if the wound was a through and through. There was no way she could move him on her own. He was losing too much blood.

"I'm going to help you John, I promise."

"I trust you Brianna." Was the last thing he said before his eyelids overtook his blue eyes.

"No, John wake up, you NEED to stay awake! You need to stay with me! John!" She yelled gently shaking his limp figure.

"No. . ."

A/N: Okay, that is where I am going to leave the first chapter. I really hope you enjoyed this, cliff hanger and all, and I would greatly appreciate some reviews! LOL. And I hope I've convinced you to stick around for chapter 2!

Maybe now I will get over my writer's block

Besos! ~Danie