Disclaimer: I do not lay claim to any of the WWE superstars that are used in the story. This story is for entertainment purposes only, and any events that are similar to the superstars lives outside of the ring is complete coincidence.

Summary: Sequel to Falling Apart. Trish and John are about to be married, with baby making a perfect three. Their lives seem complete, but what happens when a mystery woman from John's past makes her presence known, throwing the future of our happy couple up in the air?

Characters: Trish Stratus and John Cena reprise their roles in the ongoing saga, as well as Joanie Lauer, Jeff Hardy and countless others making appearances to round out the story.

"I will never have the wedding I want at this rate!" Trish screamed throughout the women's locker room.

It was true, she couldn't exactly wrestle anymore, not with carrying the baby that never slept around in her tummy, and with all the wedding preparations. She came and stayed because she wanted to be around the women and see them all get ready to make their entrances. She also had to admit she stayed around because she missed it, and wanted to be there for John.

Things didn't seem to be going the way he wanted them too, and after just losing his United States Championship to Carlito, it seemed he needed all the support he could get. And who better to give it to him then his faithful fiancée Trish.

"Honey, what seems to be the issue now?" her long time friend Joanie said, coming out the shower at the pronouncement, and wanting to soothe her friends growing anger.

"I know I don't wrestle anymore, and that frees up a lot of time where I can actually sit down and plan this wedding the way I want too, but so far everything I have planned seems to be going either unnoticed or is getting turned down. How the hell does John think I am going to handle all of this?"

"With time, patience and your personal touch?" Joanie asked, not wanting to aggravate her friend more, but sensing that this was more then wedding jitters and stress. This had to be about the baby, and the fact that the due date was getting closer by the minute.

Trish, stopping and listening to her friends question realized she had been losing her mind again. It seemed to be happening more lately, and it seemed that whenever she did, all she did was blame John for doing things wrong. Knowing she was losing it again seemed to make her come back to reality.

"I did it again didn't I?"

Joanie blushed and threw her arms around her friend. She could only imagine all of the things Trish was feeling, and she had to admit, she longed herself to be able to feel some of what her friend was feeling. It seemed like that wouldn't ever happen though.

"Why don't you go find John, I am sure he is done with whatever they have him doing these days, and then maybe you two should get out of here and get some much needed rest."

"John wants more then rest, believe me."

"Oh now I didn't want to hear that much information Trish! Have some heart for your single and alone friends would you?"

Pulling out of the hug and laughing, Trish smiled and made her way toward the locker room door. Joanie was right, maybe finding John and getting away from the work she couldn't do would help her out right now. She was frustrated, and in the end the person that would get the worst of it was her John.

As she made her way down the hallway she thought about all they had gone through to get where they were now, six months later, pregnancy almost at its end, a wedding date right around the corner.

It certainly had been a long road coming. When she had the accident, and John hadn't been around her, she had assumed that when she walked out of the restaurant that day, it would be the last time they would ever be seen together again. But when she found out just how much he had cared, well it had taken her breathe away. Now all she had to do was make sure that they both made it to the altar alive.

"Just the lady I wanted to see."

She turned at the sound of the voice, and came face to face with her fiancé. A smile erupted on her lips and she wrapped her arms around him.

The scent almost immediately hit her. He smelled, really really bad. She could tell him to take his arms off her, and risk upsetting him, or she could just grin and bear it. Before she could even make up her mind, her body did it for her.

"Hey what's wrong? Are you alright?"

The last thing John needed to hear after his hard fought match was that she was going into labour. Not that he hadn't been thinking about that the entire time he was out in the ring. But knowing it now wouldn't help because nothing was ready.

"I am not in labour if that's what your asking."

"Then what is it baby?" he asked as he walked towards her again.

"Promise you won't get mad, but man you need to take a shower."

John laughed and with one little kiss on the cheek, he headed for the locker room. Trish stood around outside, pacing the hallway waiting for his okay to enter the usually packed locker room. Before she could enter the room herself though, someone else tried.

"Hey, what the heck do you think you're doing back here?"

The woman, and the little boy clinging to her just looked up and stared. It was obvious that they didn't have a clue who she was, and why she was even asking.

"We drove all night to get here, and we were told this is where we could find John Cena."

"Well if you're a fan, you aren't allowed access back here."

"Believe me, we are not fans."

"Then what do you want with John" she asked, wondering what this woman thought she was doing.

""My name is Samantha Jamieson, and this is my son Noah. I have been trying to avoid making this move, but I am here to introduce them to each other. John and Noah."

"But why?"

"Because I am John's ex girlfriend, and this is his son."

As the words hit Trish, all she could do was look down at the little boy standing in front of her. He looked no more then three, maybe even younger, and with close inspection he did look entirely like John. Emotions filled her body, and she found herself unable to stand straight up.

John came to the door then, and upon seeing Samantha, took one long look over at Trish, and as the darkness surrounded her, she fell to the ground, her last thought being one of dread.

John Cena wasn't at all the man he made himself out to be. John was a man with secrets.

His biggest one being, he had a son.