A/N: I of course do not own anyone in the WWE or anyone else in this story except for Morgan and any additional OC's I might add later on. Please don't sue me, you won't get anything of value.

Chance of a Lifetime

Main Characters:

Morgan Elizabeth Barlow- A 26 y/o, 3rd year law student about to graduate from Boston University School of Law in Boston MA. 5 foot 6 and about 135 pounds, she has an average figure. She has shoulder length brown hair and blue-grey eyes. Morgan grew up in Boston and had dreams of attending BU Law School since the age of 16. She excelled in school, graduating from Boston College with a 4.0 and a bachelor's degree in Business Administration and double minors in legal studies and political science.

John Felix Anthony Cena- The 32 y/o WWE Superstar and current WWE Champion wrestles on Monday Night Raw. He is from West Newbury, Massachusetts about an hour north of Boston where his family still resides. He is 6 foot 1 and approximately 240 pounds with brown hair and blue eyes. Cena graduated from Springfield College with a degree in Exercise Physiology and pursued bodybuilding before becoming a professional wrestler.

Chapter One- The Chance of a Lifetime

June 1st, 2009

Morgan woke up at 6am like it was any other Monday morning but this morning was different, she could feel it. Today, she would patiently wait for her final grades to be posted. She knew she had done well in all her classes at BU and that her admission to the Bar Association of Massachusetts depended on them. She slowly rose from the bed in her small one bedroom apartment in Harrison Court and headed for her morning shower. After a steaming hot shower and two cups of coffee she set out for the campus' law library to do some web surfing until her professors had posted the grades.

An hour later, she sat at a small coffee shop sipping a frappe and surfing the net for wrestling news. Morgan had always been a closet wrestling fan and as long as it was possible, she watched every edition of Monday Night Raw as well as every pay per view. She even had tickets to Monday Night Raw at the arena that night in Boston. Word was buzzing that the WWE was picking an audience member at random to win a month on the road with the WWE champion, John Cena and Morgan was determined not to pass up the chance to meet her favorite wrestler. She glanced at the clock and realized it was almost 10 so she packed up her laptop and headed out towards the campus.

Three hours later…

"Hey it's Kim Bradford, I'm not here right now so leave me a message and I'll get back to you"

Morgan sighed… "Hey Kimmy its Morgan, you're never home when I call, just wanted to see how my only sister was doing. How's the hubby? I got my final grades today, I won't keep you in suspense, I got a 4.0 final average! I'll keep ya up to date on the law firm search girl. Call me back, love ya!"

Morgan put the phone back on its cradle and made her way to her small kitchen to find some lunch. When she reached the fridge, she saw her ticket to Monday Night Raw under the magnet and felt giddy inside at the idea of possibly meeting the wrestlers that very night.

It's only 1 in the afternoon, what in the world am I going to do for next six hours before I have to get ready and head to the arena? Morgan thought to herself about what she could do and had a great idea. She pulled out her art supplies and a large poster board and began creating a poster for the show. I just hope they let me bring it in… About an hour and a half later she had finished her poster and went back to finding something to eat.

Seven pm- Two hours to Raw

"Oh shit! I have to get ready! It's almost time to go." Morgan jumped up from her spot on the couch where she had been curled up reading one of her favorite novels when she realized what time it was. She went to her closet and pulled out a faded pair of low-cut jeans with gems on the pocket seams and a women's John Cena HLR tank top. She pulled on her clothes, brushed her dark hair and pulled it into a short ponytail, threw on her favorite pair of sneakers and quickly did her makeup. Morgan was never one for makeup that much, her sister was only two years older than her and after their parents had died, neither of them really cared about makeup enough to teach each other. She swiped on some light blue eye shadow to match her eyes and a little bit of mascara. Next, she applied a hint of bronzer to her cheeks and some sheer pink lip gloss. Satisfied with her appearance in the mirror she grabbed her ticket, purse and keys, locked her door and headed out.

She reached the arena just as they were beginning to admit people inside. Morgan fell into step with the rest of the people in the line who already had tickets and began the slow march towards the door. When she reached the front of the line she handed her ticket to the worker.

"Here's your ticket stub, make sure you keep it handy, the number on your ticket is what will be used to determine the winner of tonight's contest. May I see your purse and your sign please?"

Morgan handed over her purse for the X-ray machinist and showed the security guards her sign she had made. They approved the sign, handed her back her purse, stamped her hand and let her pass through the gate. The arena was huge, much bigger than what she had expected. She had lived in Boston her whole life and yet she had never been here before. She gasped as she realized just how large it actually was. A security guard was passing by and she stopped him to ask for directions to her seat. He walked to the front of the arena right next to the announcer's table to her front row seats; she thanked him and took her seat.

9pm Monday Night Raw

Jerry "The King" Lawler opened the broadcast live on USA network and the pyrotechnics caught Morgan very off guard. "Wow, they're a lot louder in person" she thought. "Jerry Lawler and Michael Cole here welcoming you to Monday Night Raw. We have a special treat for one special person in the audience tonight. Before the end of the show, Mr. McMahon will be announcing the winner of this month's 'Hometown Superstar' contest. Tonight, one lucky Boston audience member will be the winner of one month on the road with John Cena!"

"That's right King, it's gonna be a great show tonight, we have a Diva's Championship match between Maryse and Mickie James as well as an awesome main event. John Cena will be teaming up with two superstars of his choosing and taking on Legacy tonight in a 6 man tag team match that's sure to whet the appetite of our viewers in time for Summer Slam." Michael Cole continued on about what the show had in store for the audience, meanwhile, Morgan was transfixed by the grandeur of the whole night. She could hardly believe she was even here, after all these years of watching wrestling she was finally at a live show. Suddenly, she heard the unmistakable music of her favorite superstar blaring through the speakers and saw the video on the titantron.

"You can't see me my time is now…" "Here comes Cena, let's hear what he has to say this week Cole."

John reached the ring and asked for a microphone. He scanned the audience and caught the blue eyes of a woman in the front row holding up a sign that read 'Cena is my hero' dressed in faded blue jeans, a Red Sox hat and John's HLR woman's tank top. He looked at her, smiled and when she smiled back he tossed his hat towards her and she caught it. She took off the Red Sox hat, placed it in her purse and put his on her head smiling brightly and mouthed a 'thanks' back to him.

John took the mic from Lillian Garcia and started the show. "Hey Boston! Man it's good to be home. So, as you all know by now, tonight, Vince McMahon is throwing one of you into the fray that is the WWE, specifically the fray that is my day to day life. I have to say, when I heard about this idea I was sure Vince was insane but the more I thought about it, the more of a great idea I thought it would be. That being said, I can't wait to see who my road-mate will be for the next month but I got some business to handle tonight. So I thought, hey it's Boston, you guys are smart, why don't you pick my tag team partners for tonight's 6 man tag match. It's all set up and to vote, you just text the name of the tag team you want to MNR601. We've got three choices tonight, first up is the tag team of JTG and Shad Gaspard, aka Cryme Tyme! The second choice they gave you guys is a team of Batista and Chris Jericho, and last but not least, the third tag team choice is D-Generation X!... So vote quickly, voting begins now and ends at 10:00pm that's one hour people. My fate is in your hands… so get voting and let's have an awesome show!"

Ten-thirty pm.

Jerry Lawler was about to announce the winning tag team from the night's vote and Morgan hoped it was DX. She had voted the maximum number of times allowed, which in this instance was five, and she hoped everyone else had voted for DX too.

"So King, do we have a winning tag team for our main event or what?" asked Michael Cole. "Yes we do" replied King, "the winning tag team is…" a countdown appeared on the titantron and the audience joined in the count. "FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE…" Suddenly the arena was bathed in a green glow and Morgan's smile grew exponentially. "Break it down…" DX's music filled the arena and the audience went ballistic. They made their way to ring and waited for Cena to arrive as well. Once they had all made it to the ring, DX began their usual promo this time with Cena in tow.

"Are you ready?" said Triple H. "No, Boston, I said... ARE YOU READY!?" The audience screamed at the tops of their lungs. Morgan's eyes were locked on John as he pumped up the crowd. Shawn took the mic from Triple H, "then for the thousands in attendance and the millions watching at home…" Triple H took back the mic, "let's get ready to SUCK IT!" This time, instead of Shawn taking the mic, Triple H handed it to John. Cena watched the crowd cheering and said "and Legacy, if you're not down with that Boston's got two words for ya!"

At the end of the promo, Legacy's music hit and Randy, Ted and Cody made their way to the ring and the match began. Morgan watched with intensity and saw Randy start off against John. They collided in the ring and soon, both men were outside the ring throwing each other into the stairs and the ring-side barriers. Morgan saw John up close when he threw Randy into the announcer's table before sliding him into the ring. Since the match was no DQ and no count-outs, Cena and DX could do anything they wanted to. The match went on and soon, Triple H performed a pedigree on Ted Dibiase and covered for the three count while Shawn and Cena were outside occupying Cody and Randy. DX and Cena celebrated in the ring while Legacy retreated to the back. Soon, the audience heard Vince McMahon's music blare through the arena speakers and Morgan knew it was time to find out who the winner was. She secretly wished it was her but knew her chances were one in thousands so she was prepared for disappointment, and besides, she did get Cena's hat so at least she came out with something, she thought to herself.

Vince reached the ring and DX made their way to the back. John and Vince stood in the ring together and John handed him a microphone while getting another for himself.

"Alright McMahon, let's get this party started shall we." John said. "Yes, I agree, without further ado, the winning ticket number is… RDN473X9O!" Morgan heard the shuffling of tickets and lots of cursing. She pulled out her ticket stub and almost died when she read RDN473X9O. She screamed at the top of her lungs, stood up on her chair and waved the ticket in the air and shouted "I won!" Vince motioned for security to check her ticket and when they confirmed she was the winner, they helped her over the barricade and she climbed into the ring out of breath from screaming so loudly. She was handed a microphone and she stared at John who was smiling at her. He raised his mic to speak but Vince interrupted him. "Well, congratulations Miss. Tell everyone here tonight who our winner is will you?" Morgan took the microphone that was given to her and spoke confidently into it. "My name is Morgan Elizabeth Barlow, Mr. McMahon and I just want to say thank you for giving the fans the opportunity to get to know their favorite superstars" she said. "Thank you Ms. Barlow was it. Well, I'm sure John here needs no introduction so that completes my duties for the night" said Vince. He left the ring and walked up the ramp to the backstage area. John raised his mic to his lips and started to speak.

"Well, Morgan was it, I'm John Cena, it's nice to meet you." Morgan blushed when John stuck out his hand to shake hers and they shook hands as Raw went off the air.

Morgan watched as John made his way toward the ring steps then turned and motioned for her to follow him. He turned over the mics to Lillian and led Morgan over to the commentary table where she would sit during John and Randy's dark match for the WWE title. She watched as John wrestled a phenomenal match for his hometown and almost didn't hear the man beside her when he said hello.

"Hello Morgan, my name is John Sr. I'm John's father, and these four idiots are my sons, and John brother's Matt, Sean, Steve, and Dan. It's nice to meet you, I'm sure we'll be seeing more of you as the month goes on" he told her. "Oh, hi it's nice to meet you too. I knew who you were when I saw your faces though, I've seen John's DVD's" she said laughing. "Of course you have" he said, "my mistake for thinking you would enter a contest to spend time with my son and not have seen his DVD's" said Senior with a light chuckle.

John and Randy's match ended in a DQ when Legacy came out and started to beat on John, shortly followed by DX who chased Ted and Cody to the back while Randy attempted to punt John in the head. Morgan, seeing where he was going yelled and screamed and ran for the ring in an effort to draw Randy's attention away from the half-unconscious John lying in the ring. The ruse worked as Randy started to advance toward Morgan giving John the little time he needed to recover. He looked up and saw the fear in Morgan's eyes and Randy moving menacingly closer to her and instinct took over. He lunged out of the ring and took Randy down with a flying close line and landed feet away from Morgan and his father who just shook his head and laughed. "That was a daring move Morgan, but I'm sure John will thank you for it."

After the show-backstage

Knock, knock, knock… John heard the knocking on his locker room door and shouted "come in!"

"Oh hey Morgan, did you get back here okay, security give you any trouble" he asked her. "No, it was no trouble at all. They even drove me back to apartment on campus at BU to get my things for the next month, before escorting me backstage" she told him.

"Well, that's good. So you're all set then? I thought we'd stay at my parent's place tonight since you won't have a hotel room to stay in tonight. Does that sound alright to you? They have plenty of guest rooms so you wouldn't be imposing or anything" said John.

"Yes, that sounds fine. I do have to tell you something though, I'm very afraid of flying so I might need some moral support when we're in the air" she laughed.

"Ahh a scaredy-pants are we, well don't worry, you'll be right next to me so if you freak out, you can hold my hand. I used to be scared of flying too but after a while I got used to it, I'm sure you'll do the same" he replied. Morgan punched him playfully in the arm. "I am not a scaredy-pants, I just have a very bad fear of flying" she said matter-of-factly. Morgan got very quiet and John felt like he had said something wrong to upset her. "I'm sorry if I was out of line just now. I didn't mean to put you down or anything" he said. "No, no it's alright, it's just that my sister and I, well, we lost our parents in a plane crash when I was 16 and she was 18 so I've always had this unnerving fear of planes" she told him quietly.

John noticed that she had some tears in her eyes and knew it must have pained her to talk about the plane crash even ten years later. He moved toward her and lifted her chin with his index finger and looked into her eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you relive that. If you like, we can drive from city to city. If that would be easier for you I'm sure we can arrange it" he told her softly. Morgan smiled and shook her head. "No, no it's fine. Just give me something to hold on tight to and I'll be just fine. I fly down to Florida occasionally to visit my sister so I'm slowly getting used to it again ya know" she replied.

"Alright, if you're sure. Well I'm ready to head on out of here if you are" he told her. She nodded and he picked up her bags and they walked toward John's rental car in the parking lot. On the way they passed by a number of wrestlers and John introduced Morgan to each and every one. Ten minutes later they had finally made it to the rental car and were all loaded up and on the road to John's childhood home in West Newbury Massachusetts.

One hour later- West Newbury MA.

Morgan and John had spent the last hour talking about themselves in the car. Morgan told John that she had just graduated from Boston U's School of Law with a 4.0 and he was very impressed. He asked what her focus was and she told him that she hoped to work in corporate law, maybe do some family or contracts law as well. She said she wasn't tied to Boston anymore since she had no family there and wouldn't mind relocating. She had thought about Florida since her sister and nieces were there, but hadn't really decided yet. John, in turn, told her about growing up in such a large family and talked about how his mother Carol, was so Italian that it was funny. She told him that his father and brother's had introduced themselves at the show and she asked where his wife Liz was. John had visibly tensed when she asked him that and she thought she had done something wrong and quickly apologized to him for getting too personal. John assured her that wasn't the problem just that Liz was unhappy that he would be spending the next month on the road with a 26 year old woman who was not his wife. Morgan had simply said "oh" and left it at that.

When they arrived at John's house, it was well after midnight. They tiptoed into the house and his parents were still up waiting. "Mom, Dad what are you two still doing up" he asked. "Hi son" his father said, "we were waiting for you two to get here" he told him. "We called the hotel and when you didn't answer, we called Randy and he told us you two were heading here because miss Morgan didn't have a hotel room to stay in for the night so we decided to wait up for you two" he finished. Carol stood up and walked over to Morgan. "Hello dear," she said while hugging Morgan like she was family. Morgan looked wide-eyed at John who just chuckled at her. "Mom, I think you're scaring her" he said.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry. I'm so used to John's friends all knowing who I am before I ever meet them you know" she said. "I've already made up the first guest room for her" she said to John, "you can show her to the room if you like. I'm sure we'll have plenty of time to talk tomorrow before you two have to leave" Carol told her son. Morgan smiled and hugged Carol Cena and said "thank you for letting me stay here tonight, I really appreciate it" before following John upstairs to her room.

20 minutes later- The Cena's living room

John and his father sat in the living room, each quietly sipping a beer. It was almost 1:30 in the morning and neither man could sleep. When Carol had said she made up the guest room she really meant that Morgan would be staying in John's room and John would be sleeping in the guest room. He had figured that out when he reached the first room like his mother had said and realized she meant his room all along. The thought of another girl in his bedroom would send Liz through the roof so he opted not to tell her. Besides, he thought, it's not like I'm in there with her. I'm all the way down the hall… John was ripped from his thoughts when his father sighed and got up from the couch. "Going to bed Dad" the younger Cena asked his father. "Yeah son, I'm bushed. Gotta be up early you know, your brother's are coming over to meet your tag-along and we all know they are very early risers. Let's hope Morgan is too huh" he said. The elder Cena headed up the stairs and after a few minutes John did as well. He passed by his own room and heard faint cries coming from inside. He knocked softly and heard the sound of padded feet approaching the door.

Morgan had been crying again, she always did that at night when she thought of her parents and their tragic death. It had been months since she really cried about it, and truth be told, John was the first person she had told in six months. She heard the soft knocking and thought it must have been Carol or Senior coming to check and make sure she was comfortable. She got up and walked to the door, wiping her eyes quickly before she opened it. She was surprised to see John standing on the other side with a concerned look on his face.

"John, hey. Can I help you with something" she asked. "No, I just... I thought I heard you crying. I wanted to make sure you were okay. I was just heading to bed" he said. He could tell she had been crying, her eyes were red and puffy and there were tear stains on her face. "Oh that, I'm alright, sometimes when I talk about my parents it…" John put his hand up to stop her. "It's okay, I understand. I just wanted to make sure you weren't upset about something I did or anything. Get some sleep, my dad told me my brother's are coming over tomorrow and they are always here really early. You'll need your energy" he said, laughing. Morgan smiled and said "thanks for being concerned John. I'm alright though I'll see you in the morning. Good night." "Good night Morgan" said John as she closed the door. He shook his head and walked towards the guest room. He flopped down on the bed and was asleep in minutes. Three doors away, however, was a different story.

Morgan didn't sleep a wink. She spent the whole night wrapped up in the blankets on John's bed and silently cried until daylight broke through the curtains. She laid there for a little while longer and then, after breathing in John scent from his pillows, she figured she had better get a shower in and get ready to meet the rest of his family and pack for their trip to Logan Airport. Morgan left the bedroom with her clothes in her arms and ran into John in the hallway looking fresh from the shower.

"Hey John, I was just heading to the shower but I see you beat me there" she said laughing lightly. "Yeah, you might wanna wait a few minutes, I take pretty hot showers" he said, "third door on the right, I'd go put your stuff in there before dad or mom gets up. If dad gets in there, you'll never get a shower" he said chuckling. Morgan on the other hand was trying very hard not to notice that he was in a towel and water was running down his chest. He's married you fool... get a hold of yourself Morgan thought. "Huh, oh yeah thanks" she said and headed off towards the bathroom. "Oh John, where are the towels, I just remembered I don't have one" she asked him. John just stood there and laughed; he opened the door to his room, stood behind it and took off his towel. He peeked his head around the corner and tossed his towel at her. She dropped her clothes and caught it, her eyes growing wider and cheeks going red. "Um… thanks" she stammered. Morgan bent over and picked up her clothes and high-tailed it to the bathroom.

30 minutes later

Morgan had finished her shower and gotten dressed in black jeans and a light blue flutter-sleeve top with a deep v-neckline and low heeled black pumps. She quickly swiped on some clear lip gloss and a little concealer under her eyes to cover the dark circles and made her way downstairs after packing up her bags again. She saw John downstairs in a pair of jeans and a button up shirt sitting on the couch flipping through the channels on the television. She walked up quietly behind him and dropped his towel in his lap. "Thanks John" she said and laughed. He just laughed back and chucked the towel into the laundry basket at the bottom of the stairs. "Don't tell my wife I did that, I'll never hear the end of it" he said.

About half an hour later, John and Carol had woken up and finished their daily routines when they came downstairs and saw John and Morgan watching The Fairly Oddparents and having a major pillow fight. Senior stood on the stairs and cleared his throat as Carol just laughed. "Oh hey mom, dad. Glad you guys are up and around. Dan and Matt just called they said they'd all be here in an hour" John told his parents. Morgan got up from the couch and followed Carol into the kitchen. "Good morning Carol, can I help with anything for breakfast" she asked. "Oh no dear, I wouldn't dare ask you for help. You're a guest in this home, you shouldn't be put to work" Carol said. "Oh I don't mind really. I love to cook and it will give me something to do for the next hour until John's rowdy brother's get here" she said laughing. "Well, alright" Carol said. "You can make the bacon while I make the eggs" she said. "And I'll make the hash browns!" yelled John, running in from the living room and causing Morgan to drop the skillet in her hands and she screamed and fell onto the floor. John roared with laughter and went to help her up off the floor where she had fallen but when she took his hand instead of standing she pulled him down with her and roared with laughter of her own. The two lied on the floor laughing hysterically as Carol starting pulling things out of the fridge for breakfast.

"Oh man, I'm so glad McMahon did this contest, I don't think I've had this much fun in a long time" said Morgan. "Me too, I'm just lucky I got a cool girl to hang out with and not some psycho fan girl ya know" laughed John. "Oh you never know John, I could be completely crazy and stalk you in your sleep" Morgan told him with a wink. That made John laugh even harder and he got up, helped Morgan up and washed the skillet she had dropped. The three of them proceeded to make small talk as Morgan told them all about her life while they made breakfast for the Cena family.

Chapter Two: The Brothers Cena; The First Flight