New Story- Moment With You.

Summary- A reunion befalls John Cena & Torrie Wilson. The fall out of Survivor Series has John Cena less than thrilled. What happens when these two meet again in New York. One moment, one night is going to tie their destiny together forever. What could it be? Could they get the happy ending they both desire, find love within each other?

The steel locker room door flung back, bringing a sudden crash. The New Wwe Champion, Cm Punk's eyes blinked suddenly when he saw his friend, John Cena storm back into his locker room.

"Hey buddy, how's it going?" Phil Brooks asked, lying the wwe championship on his lap.

A newfound friendship had formed with the West Newbury Native, The face of the WWE, John Cena and the self proclaimed "Voice Of Voiceless" Cm Punk.

After a heated rivalry, the two became friends. Turning newfound respect into friendship. One of the reasons, why Phil was in John's locker room was he had seen what had just taken place.

Punk thought it would be wise, to be there for his friend. Judging by the look on Cena's face. Punk made the right decision.

John Cena turned his head, huffing out a breath putting a black shirt on "Oh I'm fine"

"Are you sure?" Phil asked.

John stared at his friend, before his hands firmly placed on his hips, the glare beamed from the steel blue eyes. "Yeah, I'm glad that Dwayne had a great night…"

"Well I owe a ice cream bar to Paul" Phil told, catching John's attention.

"What are you talking about?" John asked.

"Oh I owe an ice cream bar to Paul, well actually a whole box…well when wwe actually puts them on the sale" Phil told, stuffing his hands in his jacket pockets.

John blinked at his friend, "Okay, you've totally lost me"

"Basically, I bet that you won't be pissed how the show ended? And as you can see from the dent in your locker, I owe Paul a box of bars" Phil told.

John gritted between his teeth. "I'm fine"

"Yeah sounds like it"

John turned his head away, he slammed his locker room door shut. "Look, I've just had a bad week that's all"

Phil slowly nodded his head "Bad week? Dwayne decides to drive his Hollywood limo to RAW for another show, unicorns will fly by the time he comes back…and let's not forget the whole wife leaving you too"

John turned to Phil. "Gee….thanks for the reminder" his professional and personal life has collided, in one week leaving John with emotion. He had to keep pieces, hold it all together or else he will fall. that's something, Cena refuses to do.

"Buddy that's what I'm here to do. Letting you vent out." Phil smiled.

"So why are you here?"

"I'm here to be a witness so you don't go on a rampage or anything like that"

John rubbed his temple, "like I said, bad week"

"More like a horrible nightmare" Phil stood up, "come here buddy" John blinked a little freaked when Cm Punk stood in front of him.

"What?"

"You need a friendly hug, come here…"

John took a few steps back. "I'm coming nowhere near you"

Phil rose his eyebrows before he came forwards, wrapping both hands around John's back while John stood there like he did for the "this is your life, John Cena" with his little league coach.

"See feel better"

"Not really, feeling freaked now"

Phil looked at John before he smiled, "I'm here for you buddy"

"Yeah that scares me a bit, can't you go back to hating me it's so much easier" John told.

"Sorry, nope. Anyways look forget about tonight. There's more chance of life animals shipping from Africa performing Lion King live than Dwayne showing up again this year"

John looked at Phil before he softly chuckled. "Like I said, I'm happy he had fun"

"Fun? At your expense. John you need to stop being so respectable and goody goody. Tell Dwayne what you think of him"

"I'm happy he had a good night, one night. That's his one night. Sure it was at my expense, and I was left standing like a lemon while he just took over. Shadowed me…"

"At your expense, more like rubbing it in like butter. He was an asshole to you. You didn't deserve it. If it was me, I would have waited for him to turn around and punch him into next week"

John listened, a soft grin formed on his face. The dimples in his cheeks became visible. Cena would be lying, if he wasn't less than thrilled with the outcome of tonight. One night, that got people thinking John Cena needed to reboot? Find his edge again if he wants to stand against the "Great One"

Only hours had passed, everyone was talking. The gossip was that John Cena was falling?

"Look one night, that's it. Dwayne is not gonna have another night like that"

"Yeah I know John, Dwayne actually has to show up more than twice a year…" Phil spoke.

"I think he's shown up more than that"

"Okay, sorry…about 6?"

John shrugged "Probably right"

"Look John, you're handling this a lot better than me. After what he said…told me to watch, listen, get the fuck out of here. I'll be in a police cell right now"

"I can hold my temper, look I'm glad Dwayne had a great time. The match was great, I'm proud of him…and…"

"All I heard was blah, blah, blah. Blah….seriously go back to raps about Rock. Much more entertaining"

"Phil, can you go now? I need to get ready"

"Oh yeah, fancy going for a drink?"

"No I'm just going back to my hotel. I don't fancy gaining a headache tonight"

"Okay, well see you later buddy. Can you do me a favour?"

"Sure"

"Can I have the "I Bring it Via Satellite shirt?"

John stared at Phil before he cracked up laughing "What? Why?"

"I just want it, so I can give it to Dwayne for Secret Santa"

"Secret Santa? It's not even December?" John asked.

"No, you're night but it'll come around, WWE is doing Secret Santa early this year"

"You've got Dwayne?"

"No, I haven't I just wanna give it to him. He's the reason why I'm not facing Stone Cold Steve Austin" Phil told.

"Do you even know that?"

"No, just people have been saying….well come on, it's The Rock. Everything has to be about him. If it's not, then it's not worldwide news" Phil told.

"I'd call Dwayne a "diva" but the divas actually walk the halls and say hello to me"

"Yeah well, Dwayne likes to condrict himself." John shook his head "Look it don't matter, just please go now"

"Alright, you sure I can't tempt you for a drink"

"Drink? You?"

"No I'll have a orange juice"

"No I'll pass, see you tomorrow at the arena" Phil and John collided hands, with a slap.

"Yeah okay, bye" Phil walked to the door, he turned back around. "Or about your marriage….Wanna talk?"

"Professional, yes. Personal. No" with that, John shut the door.

"Okay well I'm gonna take off" Phil's voice called, he walked down the hall putting the headphones in his ears.

"Maybe I should get a ice cream bar petition" Phil spoke to himself walking down the corridor.

As he walked, pressing his fingers on his ipod. A sudden hand went in his face. "oh sorry" taking his headaches out, greeting beautiful diva Eve Torres.

"Hi Eve" Phil spoke.

"Hey Punk, how's it going? Oh congratulations by the way" Eve widely smiled at the new wwe champion.

"Thanks darling, it's going pretty good. Stopped John from making a hole in the wall"

"Hole in the wall?"

"Door, wall, locker, mirror….anything really"

"Oh, the whole Dwayne thing?"

"He's doing better than I would be"

Eve grinned "That's because John can hold his temper, you can't. I'd say it should be the other way around"

"I'm just wondering how far it will go, before John snaps. I'd love to see it. Dwayne would lose his "Hollywood" looks" Eve giggled while looking at Phil.

"John snapping question, is like…how long is a piece of string"

"Yeah well, so what are you up to?"

"Not much, Kelly's arguing on the phone to someone…so I'm just walking around, waiting to go to the hotel"

"I can give you a ride if you want?"

Eve's smile lightened up "Really?"

"Sure, if it helps you out girl" Phil spoke.

"Oh trust me, it will" Eve smiled on. "How is John anyways?"

"He's doing fine, wants to be left alone"

"Awe, we should drag him out with us tonight" Eve spoke.

"I think he wants to be left alone, after the whole thing with Dwayne…then Liz….all that drama"

Eve looked on "What do you mean?"

"Dwayne acting like he owns the place, John being shadowed….Liz has called it quits on their marriage, so he's dealing with a lot" Phil spoke. "One of the reason why I was in his locker room, he had a lot of reasons to snap. I'm surprised, he didn't"

Eve looked at Phil before she flicked her hair, "John's marriage is over?" definitely new news to her.

"Well yeah I think so, I don't know…."

"Oh god, poor John" Eve muttered "That's terrible"

"You did know, right?" Eve glanced back at Phil with a clear look of innocence.

Phil stared at Eve, "Oh please tell me, you knew?"

Eve shook her head "No"

"Oh damn it,"

"I should go and see if he's alright" Eve walked on, Phil was alerted by her sudden movement down to the corridor.

"No, no I honestly don't think that's a good idea" Phil spoke.

Eve turned to look at the champion. "Why is it not a good idea?" she questioned.

"Let's see" Phil started to count the reasons on his fingers. "One, John wanted to keep it quiet, two…no one is suppose to know….three….John will kill me"

Eve looked at Phil, before she continued to walk down the corridor. "Eve, seriously" Phil stopped her again.

"He didn't want anyone to know, he kept it quiet for a week. Just please don't say anything"

"Why don't I just say, I heard it somewhere"

"Yeah that would work, if I wasn't the only one that knew…."

"I can't be around John, with knowing something so terrible. He loved his wife so much. He must be distraught. He needs a female friend" Eve walked on.

"Look, does my safety mean nothing?"

Eve blinked at Punk, before she knocked on John's door. "

"Well it's nice knowing you too" Punk gritted folding his arms.

"God I'm going to die"

Eve pushed the door open, the locker room was empty

"Oh Hallejah!" Phil smiled relived that John had left the arena.

"Well, I'll see him tomorrow. Talk then" Eve spoke. She linked arms with Phil as they walked down the corridor.

"Oh god, really?"

The smile on Eve Torres face, answered the wwe champion's question.

What will The Dawn Of Tomorrow truly bring?

…...

"Sweetie, you need to cheer up. Can we have a smile?" Becky asked.

The beautiful blonde lifted her head. "I don't feel like smiling" she grumbled.

"I know, babe. It's been almost a week since Nick left" Cora told, two of Torrie's non wwe best friends.

Torrie idly played with the pink stick in her margarita "Yeah, I know…..just wondering if I did do the right thing" Torrie ruffled her honey locks.

"You did, Hun. That relationship was going nowhere. You both wanted different things. It's better off this way"

"I suppose, I just wish….he wanted the same things as I do. I want marriage, and children…is there something wrong with me?" Torrie asked.

"No, of course there's nothing wrong with you"

"Then why am I in New York, drinking when I should be with my boyfriend planning our future together" Torrie moaned, placing the side of her head on the table.

"Because Nick didn't want a future, he wanted to keep things the way they are….but you two have been dating for 5 years…so…."

"Ugh but he made me so happy, loved me, respected me…., I'm gonna call Nick, call this whole thing off" Torrie reached into her gold purse, retrieving her cell phone.

"No! Tor, that's a bad move. Just enjoy the night"

"I can't, I'm depressed" Torrie moaned, taking a sip of a margarita. "I was going to go to Survivor Series, but I chickened out at the last minute"

"Why?"

"So many, too many new people. Was gonna go to cheer me up but I hardly know anyone."

"You mean you could have got us backstage, I could have met John Cena tonight!" Cora told.

"John Cena? Wow haven't heard that name in a while" Torrie rested her elbow on the table before she lifted up her wine glass.

"Well you've been out of wwe loop, Tor. If you watch it, you'll hear it a lot"

Torrie giggled "You know John and I used to be so close, I hardly see him anymore….no wait, I'll probably see a dancing bear on the rainbow before I see him again" Torrie added, sipping her drink.

"What was he like?"

"What the bear?" Torrie answered.

"No, John Cena?"

"Huge, when he hugs you. You disappear"

"No I mean…."

"I haven't slept with him if that's what you're asking Cora"

"No, I mean what was he like in person?"

"Pretty much what you see on TV, friendly, funny, strong, very strong. He was always warm and genuine to me. Why are we talking about John Cena?" Torrie asked.

"Well you've been talking about something that's not Nick…so progress"

Torrie looked up at her two friends. "Nick" with that Torrie buried her head on the table crying over her break up.

Becky nudged Cora, gritting two words. "Nice One"

Torrie lifted her head, as she wiped underneath her eyes with her fingertip. "Look I'm fine, I bounce back every time. I'll always keep trying, Giving up is not a option" Torrie tried to remain strong but her heart was in need of nursing.

"Well we will help you every step of the way"

"Yeah I know, I love you girls. I've got you two in New York. Candice, Lilian and Stace back home in LA. I'm looked after" Torrie smiled on, one thing she was truly thankful for was her lovely friends and family.

"Just don't call Nick, Rich or Pete. Seriously"

"Pete? There's not a single moment I'll waste even a cent on that jerk. Hell will freeze over" Torrie adamantly spoke. "One grudge I'll never let down"

"Well we're here for you Tor, so you're not alone"

"Nope, you're not on your own. You've got us even if we're hours away."

Torrie smiled at her two friends. "Thanks girls, anyways I'm going to go back to the hotel"

"Really?"

"Yeah I just think I need to some good nights rest" Torrie spoke quite exhausted.

"Well if you're sure"

Torrie nodded "I'm sure, see you girls later" Torrie kissed both girls on the cheek before she grabbed her purse. Torrie went down the couple of steps leading to the exit of the club.

As she opened the door, welcoming night breeze in her face. Torrie stepped out of the moonlight city. The weather was freezing cold, due to being the winter it wasn't surprising the weather was freezing.

Torrie stood on the side walk, dressed in dark blue jeans, a white lacy cami with a black cardigan and her black high heels. As she stood there, her golden curls blew off her shoulders while she breathed cold air from her lips.

"Where's the cabs?" Torrie sighed to herself.

"Survivor Series, of course…" Torrie started to walk down the pavement. She continued to walk. Her heels were killing the back of her feet. She may have picked the wrong time to go outside to a club, leave just after an event had ended. Biggest one at that.

The re sounding echoes of her heels hitting the concrete while Torrie walked. She rested her hands on both of elbows, below her bust so she can warm herself up. Torrie was absolutely freezing as she continued to walk along the road.

"Oh really?" Suddenly a snap of her heel, Torrie felt herself lower to the concrete.

"Oh you have to be kidding me" Torrie whined. She was not having the best week at all.

"Great so stranded, no cabs, all alone, no love Now I'll freeze to death and my feet will be frozen solid at….10:30 at night Oh god what's next?" Torrie spoke, suddenly a truck drove near the road, the tire went right into the nearby puddle.

Torrie suddenly let out a scream when the cold puddle of water splashed in front of her. "Hey you damn jerk!" Torrie shouted, cold air coming from her lips.

So now she was stranded, one of her heels broke, alone, scared, lost, freezing now soaked!

"What else can go wrong?" Torrie mumbled, seconds later, the other heel snapped off.

"Oh come on" Torrie whined, she lifted her feet taking off the broken high heel.

"I suppose I can walk back to the hotel, can't we too far" Torrie was looking on the bright side, even if there wasn't much light in this situation.

"I'm so cold" Torrie whined, shivering holding her two broken heels in each hand. Even wrapped in a black coat, a pink scarf tucked underneath, the blonde was still freezing cold.

"Last time, I buy these from that store"

"Okay so" Torrie got out her phone, she put in a hotel's name and went through the direction.

"Okay so….wait, what way? Ugh…..can this night get any worse"

Asked, answered. It poured down of rain.

Torrie stood there, barefoot, with raindrops dripping from her blonde hair and her coat. Torrie's eyes rolled up to the sky, feeling the rain on her face "So, are you really trying to test me…or what?"

Torrie stood in the same place, with her blonde hair blowing everywhere and rain dripping from every part of her body. Torrie lifted her head up to the sky, she lowered her eyelashes so her vision would be like the midnight sky.

"Okay, I'm praying for a miracle. Big guy, you owe me one…come on please" Torrie clasped her hands together, still soaking wet and shivering due to the cold.

There was no one around, so Torrie was in a little of a mess. She had to either walk to her hotel or wait for cabs to come available. Things were not going well for her right now.

Suddenly a light went on the pavement, Torrie's eyes was drawn to it, sensing a way for her to get to her hotel and not freeze to death "Hello, excuse me…" the car just drove on.

"Hey! Oh come on!" Torrie buried her head in her hands lowering her body down, not realising another car was driving on the road, coming to close to her.

"Someone please help me…" Torrie muttered, getting quite scared to be alone.

….

"Ugh How the hell am I gonna deal with all of this?"

John drove his car, turning the steering wheel. He sure felt like he had a careful of people. His mind had so much going on, so many mindful thoughts.

He had been emotionally stricken, John had to come to terms with the fact that his marriage has ended, there was nothing he can do to save it. It's just come to end of the line, there was no moving forward. No looking to the future as married life goes.

Instead, the strong hearted 10 time wwe champion had been lumbered with filing for divorce, he hadn't even got through the first stages. No paperwork, all he knew is his marriage was indeed over…that's it.

John had so much going on right now, that he's doing his utter best to not let his professional life and personal life blend in. John wanted to do what he loves to do, that's perform for the wwe if they love or hate him. It's what his heart beats for.

His heart had been broken, but John will do everything he can to move on. Time don't stop for anyone, or anything no matter what so the best thing to do is hold the moment and become stronger getting through life struggles.

John's main struggle was his marriage in pieces. Right now, he'll be picking up the pieces of his pride and continue on with his life. He may have lost the love of his life but he still had what he was so passionate, dedicated, loyal too that's the wwe.

No matter what, John had continue on…future is what counts, would John see that?

He just didn't know that fate had decided to add to John's life, something that is a gift in disguise. Tonight would be the night the unexpected events rise

John continued to listen to the radio, he drove on. As he drove down the road. He took a glance from the road, to something that immediately caught his eye.

A tall woman standing on the sidewalk, with her head down.

"What the?"

As his car came closer, he noticed the blonde hair blowing in the night. Her face lifted, soon as she did. John Cena made the connection.

It was someone very familiar.

"Is that? …..Torrie?" His clear blue eyes wavered over the blonde as she stood there. Surely it looked like her, as Cena remembered. The woman was exactly like her. Could it be his oldest friend in the history of the diva division?

He turned his steering wheel to the sidewalk after he suddenly met Torrie Wilson.

…..

Torrie kept her head down, while her blonde hair blew with the night. She didn't want the cold to hit her facial features. She noticed a light shadowing on the road.

"Torrie"

Torrie heard her name being called, she turned her head towards the road "Huh?" she saw a car stopped near the sidewalk where she was standing.

Torrie watched the car door open, a large figure stepped out of the car.

"Oh….please don't let tonight be the death of me…"

"Torrie Wilson, is that you?" the man asked.

Torrie felt her heart thump almost out of her chest hearing her whole name. could it be someone that knows her? Or some obsessed, crazed, psychotic fan. The way Torrie's night was going….she didn't have high hopes on being someone good.

"Yes…I'm Torrie…" Timidly she answered.

The man stepped closer. "Not having a good night?"

Torrie stood there, almost ready to run as fast as her legs could take her but as he drew nearer, his voice came familiar. The moonlight suddenly shown the identity of who was standing on the sidewalk with her.

She knew exactly who it was, from the crystal light blue eyes shimmering with the moonlight.

It was John Cena.

"Oh my god, John"

"Hey Torrie," John Cena grinned at the soaked blonde.

Torrie blinked at him, before she ran forwards and hugged her old friend. "Oh my god, I thought some crazy person was going to kill me tonight" Torrie spoke keeping her hands around John's neck.

John chuckled softly, putting a hand on her back accepting the sudden hug.

"Ooh! How I'm happy and very shocked to see you. But very happy!" Torrie beamed while placing her head on his warm chest. He touched her blonde hair softly while she kept herself secure in his embrace.

Torrie's eyes were drawn to the light a sudden hero had saved her night "Okay thank god!" once she realised the light was headlights from a car.

Her hero was the one, only, John Cena.

"Why are you out here? It's freezing and pouring down of rain" John spoke.

"Well let's see, no cabs. My heels broke, and I don't know where my hotel is so I'm stranded, soaked and alone but you're here now so I'm not scared anymore" Torrie spoke with a delighted smile.

"Do you want a ride to your hotel?"

"Oh thank you, thank you, thank you" Torrie smiled widely, causing the dimples in John's cheek to show with the pearly white smile.

"Well I would have taken you anyway, not going to leave you stranded. Come on"

Torrie followed John holding her broken heels. She climbed in the passenger seat. John got in the driver seat. Torrie took off her coat, since she had been soaked almost head to toe.

"God what a night" Torrie leaned her head back.

"So what's your hotel?" John asked.

Torrie opened her purse, and rummage through her belongings "Oh no…" Torrie suddenly moaned.

"What's wrong?" John asked.

"My hotel card is in my friends bag, oh perfect…" Torrie whined. "I'm not having a good night at all" Torrie almost felt like crying, everything seemed to be going wrong.

"Hey, hey Tor, it's alright." John comforted, he leaned over rubbing her shoulder.

"No its not, things keep going wrong. My shoes break, it rains, I lost my hotel…..oh god….this is the worst trip ever" Torrie buried her head in her hands, crying her words.

"I'm so sorry, John…I'm seriously prone to a everything bad happening tonight"

"It's not that bad, okay?"

"Bad? I don't have anywhere to stay….can you take me to the airport please? I think I'll wait for a flight to LA" Torrie asked.

"When's the next flight?"

Torrie looked at John before she shrugged "Around 12"

"Well that's not too bad, I'll take you to the airport if you want"

"Okay thanks"

John caught a glimpse of the times on Torrie's phone. "Tor, that's noon tomorrow"

"So I'll sleep in the ladies bathroom" Torrie spoke.

"No you won't, you're coming back to my hotel"

"No, no I don't want to be a bother….I mean you've done more than enough already. I'll be fine, sleeping in an airport. Done it loads of times" Torrie spoke.

"No, come on you're soaked too. I'm not leaving you by an airport. You're coming back with me"

"But, but…"

"You're coming with me, that's final"

Torrie watched John start the car, a small smile came across her face. Sure it may have been sudden, completely unexpected but isn't life just like that…..

Torrie let her pearly whites shine for the first time tonight, truly it felt right. "John"

"Yeah" he drove down the road.

Torrie let two words slip from her pearly white smile. "Thank You" she knew there was nothing like love, care from a friend when you need it the most.

Maybe tonight was going to lighten up, take a turn.

Oh if Torrie & John Only knew what fate had lied out for tonight.

…...

End Of Chapter, I really wanted to get this story started. Since Christmas is right around the corner, I had to get it started. So there was the 1st chapter, I know it's not the best but it's only the filler, the next one will be much more interesting :P

Thank You to all that took time to read, please leave a lovely review.

Bye-Bye!

Chapter 2-Torrie flashes back, the day Nick left. Heart-heart with John/Torrie leads to something unexpected.